The Best Friends (F/F) - Sex Stories

The Best Friends (F/F)

... face, watching Kayla and her hot date put on a sexual masterclass. The longer the night went on, the more I was sure… Kayla was my superior, and I belonged in this new role, a submissive to my best friend.

And so, when in the middle of the night, Kayla whispered, “Fetch me some water, Michelle.”

I obeyed, and Kayla smirked.

“Did you enjoy the show?”

My little nod had her and her date laughing.

“I’d like you to thank Trevor for giving me the best sex I’ve had in a long time.”

I stared at her.

“Uhhh… thanks for pleasing my best friend, Trevor,” I said awkwardly, the couple again laughing at my expense.

“Would you like to give me a foot rub while I lay in my date’s arms?” she asked.

I could see she was genuinely curious to know my answer - keen to understand just how much I was prepared to do for her.

“I uh… sure, Kayla.”

She gave me a sickening smirk.

“Of course you do,” she said. “You’ve been obsessed with my feet since we were by the pool earlier… Okay, I think you’ve earned the privilege of touching my feet by being a good girl today.”

Trevor burst out laughing as I found myself kneeling at the foot of the bed.

“This is so embarrassing,” I whispered. Kayla just giggled and shoved her foot in my face, giving a signal to start.

“I think I’ve got myself a little bitch,” she purred, Trevor adding, “That’s sooooo hot.”

The sound of them kissing filled my ears as I rubbed Kayla’s beautiful foot.

“Other foot,” she breathed after a ...

... while.

I looked at my own wedding ring, barely able to believe it was pressed against my BFF’s foot.

“Michelle,” Kayla hissed, squirming now, enjoying the feeling of Trevor’s lips on her neck.

“Kiss my feet.” I hesitated for a moment, but Kayla just extended her leg and gave my cheek a light graze with her pretty toe.

“Will you?” she asked sweetly.

“Mmmmmm,” Trevor growled as I pressed my lips to the sole of Kayla’s foot. “You own her.”

“It seems I do,” Kayla giggled, pushing my face away with her foot just after a couple of moments after I started kissing it.

“You can stop now,” Kayla chuckled, seeing my markedly disappointed face and rolling on top of Trevor.

I could only watch on from my kneeling position as Kayla fucked Trevor.

I felt awful. My best friend had made me worship her feet in the presence of another person, and I was both disgusted with myself and furious with her. In the morning, as Kayla and Trevor said their goodbyes, I sat on my bed in silence. My hidden desires had gotten the best of me the night before - but never again! Today, I’d go back to being my best friend’s equal, my hidden desires buried deep within me where they belonged.

We checked out and marched to the car, Kayla trying to ask me if I was alright.

“No, I’m not,” I said, “Let’s just go.”

And so we began the long drive home. Kayla had dropped her bitchy act. She seemed to understand that whatever had gotten into me the day before was now dead and buried… but ...