Seducing My Straight White Best Friend #02 - Khloe Kapri & Maya Farrell

Maya is stretched out on the couch, phone in hand, when the front door opens. Khloe steps inside, eyes heavy, lipstick smeared. Maya clocks it at once and drops the phone. “What happened?” Khloe collapses beside her. Her date had been crude, grabby, done before they finished the first drink. “Seriously,” Maya sighs, twisting to face her, “when are you going to stop chasing guys and just try girls?” Khloe laughs, nervous, but admits the idea has crossed her mind once or twice. Maya leans closer. “Whose face popped up?” She keeps her voice low, teasing, letting the question hang until Khloe blushes and whispers that it was Maya. Maya grins, slips her hand onto Khloe’s thigh. The air shifts, thick and sweet. They decide to skip the formalities; tonight they are each other’s perfect date. Clothes come off between soft laughter and wet kisses. Maya stretches Khloe across the cushions, licking the length of her slit in long, deliberate strokes before sliding two fingers inside, curling them until Khloe gasps her name. Khloe returns the favor, burying her tongue between Maya’s thighs, sucking on her clit while she grinds against Maya’s mouth. They trade places, legs tangled, hips rolling in quick rhythm. When Maya finally presses the strap-on deep into Khloe, they move together hard and unhurried, every thrust deliberate, every moan honest, until they come shaking, mouths locked, best friends no longer wondering what it would be like.