The Profile, Part Six [F]

# The Profile, Part Six

As the girls get ready for breakfast, Baylee has a shower…

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Back in Melissa’s room, things had calmed down a bit and Baylee had returned to stroking Melissa’s hair while she lay content in her lap.

It was Melissa who finally broke the silence.

“Well that was…” she started. She didn’t know how to finish the sentence. She wanted to say *so hot, amazing, the best thing that’s ever happened,* but she couldn’t find the words. They just wouldn’t come out.

“I know,” said Baylee, “it was a huge mistake.”

Immediately, Melissa felt the familiar sting of tears forming in her eyes.

“What?” Her voice cracked as she said it, and a single tear welled up and rolled down her cheek onto Baylee’s leg.

“We shouldn’t have started with the bikini top,” said Baylee, “I mean we barely got any photos taken. Now we’ll have to spend all day tomorrow doing it, too.” She flashed a big, shit-eating grin.

Melissa sat up and punched her hard in the arm.

“Ow! What was that for?” Baylee asked, feigning innocence.

“You know damn well what it was for, you bitch!” Melissa retorted, and punched her again.

“Hey, cut it out, or I’m gonna have to teach you a lesson,” threatened Baylee.

Melissa hit her again. “You wouldn’t dare.” Melissa had suddenly gone cold again and Baylee recognised the pain in her eyes. She had used the same words Melissa’s father had used before he would beat her.

“Dammit, I’m sorry Mel. I was just teasing. Truce?” Baylee put her hand out.

She sat there like that for a few seconds while Melissa glared at her, then threw her arms around Baylee and heaved a sigh.

“I love you,” she said, her face buried in Baylee’s neck.

Baylee squeezed and said, “I love you, too Mel.”

They lay down together on the bed, still embracing each other, and fell asleep.

. . .

The next morning, Melissa woke up first. She eased herself out of Baylee’s arms, got out of bed, and walked over to the large vanity. Her long, brown hair was a mess, all tangled and knotted from being played with, and she hadn’t put it up while she slept. She brushed it out of her face and stared at her reflection, trying to make sense of the day before.

Was she a lesbian now? She didn’t think so. Her appetite for boys seemed as strong as ever. But something else had awakened inside her and she didn’t quite know what to make of it.

She looked at Baylee, still sleeping soundly, in the mirror. She was so beautiful and soft and perfect and Melissa wanted nothing more than to cuddle back up next to her and spend the day in bed, exploring her new feelings.

The day promised to be a good one. Her mother would be at work until at least 6:00pm. Baylee and Melissa had the house to themselves. Hunger pangs brought Melissa back into the moment and she walked over to her sleeping friend. Baylee looked so beautiful in the late morning light, golden hair cascading across the pillow.

Her stomach rumbled audibly again. She bent over and gave Baylee a soft kiss on the forehead, brushed the hair from her face, and said, “Time to wake up, gorgeous.”

“Mmmmm… what time is it?” Baylee mumbled groggily.

“It’s 10:30. Do you want some breakfast? I can make us pancakes, and I think there’s till some bacon in the fridge.”

“That sounds amazing. Can I have a shower first?” Baylee asked, sitting up in the bed and rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She stretched her arms up behind her head and Melissa was again transfixed by the shape of her breasts rising beneath her shirt.

Melissa shook herself out of it before Baylee noticed and said, “Sure thing. I’ll go downstairs and get started on the food.”

In the back of her mind Melissa caught herself secretly hoping Baylee would ask her to join her in the shower. She didn’t give herself a chance to be disappointed, though, and rushed herself out of the room.

“You know where the towels are,” she called over her shoulder, and hurried down the staircase into the kitchen.

Baylee stood up, stretched again and bent over to grab her toes. She felt tight. It had been a long time since she’d done gymnastics, but she tried to stay flexible. After a minute or so, she straightened up and went to the linen closet in the hall. She grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom to shower.

It always took a few minutes for the water to warm up at Melissa’s house. While she waited, Baylee stripped off her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. Her breasts stood proudly out from her chest, pink nipples hardening as she looked at herself. She was hot, and she knew it. Her hands found their way to her nipples and she pinched them hard, gasping at the pain and pleasure.

Last night had been so hot, and the memory of it was already turning her on.

The steam was rising from the shower now, and she stepped in gingerly. The sting of the water on her back, and the heat in the air felt good. Her hands went back to her nipples and she began pinching them harder. She thought about Melissa’s tongue darting in and out of her mouth and wished it had been her pussy instead.

Turning around, she pulled the shower head off it’s hook and spread her legs. She positioned it over her clit and turned the settings dial to the massage function. The pleasure was instantaneous, and she moved the shower head slowly back and forth, exploring her most sensitive parts.

After a few minutes, she could feel the sensation escalating and she pushed the shower head hard against her love button, one hand reaching up to her breast to tug hard at her nipple. Her body undulated as the climax overwhelmed her. In her mind, she was picturing Melissa on her knees, tongue working furiously against her pussy, and she was hit by another wave.

Not wanting the feeling to stop, she held the shower head against her clit and imagined pushing Melissa onto the bed and climbing over her to sit just above her mouth. She wanted to ride her face and feel her tongue move in and out of her dripping pussy.

She came again, this time so hard that she nearly blacked out. She steadied herself against the wall and put the shower head back, legs trembling. Her whole body tingled, and she felt dizzy. The water was running over her, amplifying everything and she was afraid she would pass out.

She turned around and shut off the water, standing naked and steaming, watching the water run down her body. Her head was foggy, and she realised she must be expected soon for breakfast. Doing her best to pull herself together, she stepped out of the shower onto the fuzzy, blue bathmat and grabbed the towel from the rack.

As she patted herself dry, she looked at herself in the mirror again. Her nude figure was blurry in the fogged-up mirror, and she reached out with the towel to wipe it clear so she could see herself properly. Her body was bright pink from the hot water and orgasms and it made her giggle.

After she was dry, she went back to the bedroom and grabbed some clothes from Melissa’s closet, choosing a cut-off tank top and a pair of gym shorts that hugged her curves deliciously. Melissa was not quite as well endowed as Baylee in either the butt or boob department and she always loved wearing Melissa’s clothes because they showed off her figure so well.

Satisfied that she looked good, she skipped out the door and down the stairs to the kitchen where Melissa was just finishing preparing their breakfast.

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2 comments on “The Profile, Part Six [F]

  1. I’m hooked! Great characters and a great storyline so far. Now to figure out what to do with my aching hard on……

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