I have always been straight but I've also always been a little bit curious. It was a quick weekend girls trip where I finally had the chance to live out my fantasy. It was early in the night when we first got to the hostel. We were staying at a place in Manhattan, and decided to join the other guests in the kitchen. They were all drinking and getting ready to go out, and that's when I saw her. She was skinny, but had breasts that were in proportion to her curvy body, I'd guess maybe a C cup. She was wearing tight jeans that hugged her curves in all the right ways, and had an ass most people could only dream of. With shiny, brown straight hair, and hazel eyes, she was gorgeous. I wasn't so bad myself being at my lowest weight of 150, with a 36D bra size. I had long wavy brown hair, but my facial features were pretty ordinary. Her name was Victoria and she was from the UK and had an adorable accent. I kept catching her look at me, but didn't really think much of it until later in the night. Our group decided to go to a gay bar, and it was then that she revealed she was into both men and women.
We arrived at the bar and the group dispersed throughout the crowd. By some chance, she ended up next to me. We began chatting a bit, and I noted that she was being a bit flirty. I shared with her how I had never been with another woman, and with that she kissed me. It was just a peck on the lips, but my eyes opened wide and I smiled at her. That was enough of a hint for her to kiss me again, but this time for real. It started off slow, with just our lips intertwining, but then she slipped her tongue into my mouth where it met mine. My mind was racing and I could feel my pussy getting wet and my clitoris growing larger. It was then that she broke the kiss, looked me in the eye and said in a seductive and sexy tone "I think we should go back," and I was barely able to nod my head yes. I grabbed her hand and she led me out of the bar.