When you look at me, I look like a regular heterosexual sista who’s married with kids. Never once would you think that I was bisexual or even bicurious. But those feelings, no matter how much I tried to stifle them, didn't go away.

I wanted a woman almost as bad as I wanted my last breath. My days were consumed with fantasies of some nameless woman and me going at it in random places. I had it bad for this lifestyle that I knew nothing about and had no experience with.

I decided that I was going to stop being scared and just go ahead and find someone. Easier said than done. Even though I had lived in my city all my life, I knew nothing about the gay scene or even if it had one. I was almost certain that it did but I had no idea where to look. It wasn’t like I could just come out and ask someone because I didn’t know anyone personally that was gay or even bisexual. It looked like this was going to be harder than I ever imagined. But I was on a mission. I had to find a lady that I wanted to be with. It had become a necessity. It was like I no longer had a choice in the matter. It was just something that I had to do.

I decided to go cyber with my search. This was especially appealing to me because I had no idea how to even go about approaching a woman. I mean with men it was totally different because it was pretty much assumed that he was straight and would welcome the conversation, and if he did turned out to be gay, you wasn’t threatened for making the mistake. But with a woman you just never knew. And another plus was that, this way no one knew who I was unless I wanted them to.

The first couple of tries where very discouraging. The only ones I met were basically just couples wanting threesomes, which I wasn’t down with at all, or just women wanting to have a casual fuck. Not my style at all.

But then I met her. Her name was Bianca. She hit me up on messenger and was saying all the right things to make my pussy throb. When I asked her what she was looking for in a woman, she basically said exactly what I wanted. And she didn’t even know me. I took this as a very good sign. But there was one draw back. She was younger than me, she was 20 and I was 24. That might not seem like much but I had never dated anyone.

I had a hard time accepting that initially but this girl was so amazing I had to just give it a try. I would wait online for her for hours. Nothing matter until I saw her name pop up in a message saying that she was online. Whenever I saw "onestdlyb," my soul lit up. Yep this girl had me sprung and I had never even seen her before. Shit was that serious for me.

Though she only lived about an hour away from me, between her going to school and me taking care of my business at home, it took us almost 2 months to meet. I was nervous as hell. I had never even seen a picture of Bianca, mind you. She knew what I looked like but I only had a description of her from her. And you know how folk tend to exaggerate.

I was nervous as hell. We were going to be alone and I didn’t know what was going to go down. I mean I was hoping that she would but damn I didn’t want her to at the same time. Didn’t want her to think that that was all I had to offer.

Seven o’clock arrived, and my doorbell was ringing. If anything this girl is prompt. I opened the door and almost fell out. This girl was gorgeous. Its not a usual description of a stud but Bianca had it going on. Damn!!!

“Are you going to let me in or what??” Bianca said. That broke the spell for me. I had to act right. This was Bianca, my baby, the lady I had fallen in love with.

“I’m thinking about it.” I said playfully. I wanted to pull her ass inside the door and tongue her down.

Bianca came in and we sat around and watched a little television. It seemed like every thirty minutes she was moving closer and closer to me. Then suddenly I felt her hand on my leg. My thigh seemed to burn with her touch. I almost came on myself right then. Shit, I might’ve I don’t even know. I was concentrating on being cool. Needless to say, shit was working. Bianca looked at me with question in her eyes. I knew what she was asking. She wanted to know if it was ok to go all the way. My answer was a long passionate kiss.

I never knew that a kiss could be that powerful or that a touch could be so potent. This girl stirred up feelings and sensations in me that I was sure I would faint. She told me to lay back and she undressed me with the tenderness that a mother uses to undress her newborn. She took time to place a kiss every place that she uncovered. I thought that I would be scared or nervous but this seemed like the most natural thing in the world. This young woman was already making me feel better than any man in my past had ever made me feel. It was like coming home after a long, tiring day.

Bianca had me naked laying on the couch. I was completely vulnerable to her. She lightly touched my now erect nipple. I shuddered. She smiled that smile like she knew that her touch was powerful. She lowered her head to my nipple and sucked on my nipple like it was her lifeline. While sucking the left nipple she teased the right one with her finger. Then she lovingly took the other one in her mouth. I was in heaven. She traced her tongue along my sides and down the sides of my leg.

“Baby why are you teasing me like this. You are killing me. Baby please!!” I yelled. This was torture. Why didn’t she just go ahead and put me out of my misery.

“Just sit back and relax Baby I got this. You don’t like what I’m doing? Is that the problem?? If so then I can stop.” She looked at me with a sly grin on her face. She knew I didn’t want her to stop. I needed her to go on. I felt like if she stopped , my heart would stop. Just like that. Just up and stop beating.

“Bianca please baby don’t stop. You can’t stop. I need you to do it baby don’t you understand?” I pleaded with her. I was close to tears. This girl was doing some things I swear.

Bianca continued her slow agonizing journey down my body. This girl licked my knee cap and my clit jumped. It was just that sensual. She made it down to my toes and sucked. I had never in all of my 24 years and all my partners had my toes sucked. This was something I could get use to. I was moaning and tears were now flowing freely from my eyes. What I was experiencing was nothing short of beautiful.

I pulled Bianca back up. It was time for me to explore. I knew that her being a stud she wouldn’t go for me licking her pussy but I knew that she would let me touch her and taste her in other places. I pulled her wife beater off as well as her sports bra. I gasped. She had the perkiest, prettiest titties I had ever seen in my life. I had to taste them. I sucked each nipple gently before pushing them together and feasting on them as one. She was moaning and I looked up and her eyes were closed and her face was a mask of ecstasy. I was dripping wet. I could feel my juices running hot down my legs and dripping on her legs. I knew she felt it too.

“Baby get up, I can’t take it anymore I have to taste you!” She exclaimed.

I got up and she told me to sit up and not lay down. She knelt on the floor and spread my legs open wide. She had a smile on her face that let me know she was satisfied with the view. When I first felt her hot, fat tongue on my clit, I came. Right then and there. I was embarrassed but quickly got over it when she kept right on licking. She stuck her tongue inside my pussy and I came again. She just happily lapped up the cum. She loved it. I was even more turned on that she liked it. She was moaning into my pussy, telling me how good it tasted and how it was hers and how much she loved to taste my tongue. I was loving this. She was making me feel like nothing else in the world mattered but her and me and what we were doing at that moment. I was falling even more in love with her.

Three months later……

Bianca is still my world. My kids love her and I love her. And my husband was still there and all was good.

“Jayla I need to talk to you.” Bianca said one day while we were on the phone.

“What’s up baby?” I answered. Totally unaware that what Bianca was about to say was going to break my heart.

“Jay, I met someone. I think we should just be friends.”

“Huh??” I was dumbfounded. No she could not have possibly said what I thought she said. She couldn’t. There was no way. Please God tell me she didn’t say that.

“Jayla, I’m sorry.”

“Bye Bianca.”

“Jayla can we be friends? I still love you, I can’t deal with not having you in my life.”

I just hung up the phone. There was nothing else I could say. My heart was broken and my soul was aching. But I would get over it……..hopefully.

The End

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