Polly came down the stairs naked and a little embarrassed.
"What's up with you?" Meloni asked.
"It's just that... I don't have anything to wear, the clothes I wore yesterday are dirty."
"Oh! Don't sweat it, I'll lend you something for today. Come have breakfast now."
We sat around the small kitchen table, sunlight streaming in through the blinds, casting warm streaks across the wooden surface. Meloni, cheerful as always, was sipping her coffee, tapping her foot to some rhythm only she could hear. Polly sat across from me, stirring her coffee in silence. I could see the faint tension in her shoulders, but Meloni didn't seem to notice.
"How'd you sleep, Polly?" Meloni asked, flashing a bright smile.
Polly glanced up, a little startled, then smiled awkwardly. "Good, thanks. The bed is really comfy."
"Yeah, we like to have it comfy for company," Meloni chirped, giving me a wink like she always did when she was being playful.
Polly gave a tight laugh, then shifted in her seat, her eyes flicking between me and Meloni. The silence was creeping in again when Polly broke it:
"Do you have any milk? I, uh, forgot to ask earlier."
I cleared my throat, feeling a flicker of discomfort. "Uh, we don't have any. Sorry, Polly. We ran out."
Polly blushed, glancing at her cup. "Oh, that's fine. I didn't really need it."
"Honey," Meloni gave me a duh face. "What about my breasts?"
Polly gave a quick, nervous smile, her gaze dropping to the table, while I shifted in my chair, the weight of the unsaid hanging heavy between us.
"Oh!, I thought you had to keep it for tomorrow's session with Dr.Khoury." I replied.
"Honey," Meloni gave me a duh face again. "Dr.Khoury said to hold my milk for 24 hours, I will stop breastfeeding at 2:30 today." Then she turned to Polly, undid her bathrobe and said: "Come here sweetie."
Meloni reached behind her back, unclasping her bathrobe and letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts were full and heavy, her nipples dark and hard. She took Polly's hand, guiding it to her breast.
Polly's fingers were soft and gentle as they brushed against Meloni's nipple. Meloni felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her body, her cunt clenching with desire.
Polly's mouth closed around Meloni's nipple, her tongue swirling around the hard peak. Meloni moaned, her hips bucking as Polly's mouth worked its magic.
Meloni's other breast was ignored, so she took Polly's hand and placed it on her other breast. Polly started to suck and lick and play with Meloni's other breast. Meloni felt her orgasm building, her pussy tightening as Polly's mouth sucked harder and harder.
Meloni came instantly, her juices flowing down her thighs as Polly continued to suck and lick her breasts. She felt like she was floating, her body humming with pleasure.
Polly looked up at Meloni, her lips glistening with milk. "Are you OK?" she asked, her voice soft and sultry.
Meloni nodded, her body still trembling with pleasure. "Yes," she whispered.
Polly smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"I hope you had enough, you've emptied me" said Meloni, and they kissed passionately on the lips, completely ignoring my presence.
Meloni and Polly finished their breakfast, their bodies still humming with pleasure. I would never forget this morning, the sun beaming in through the open windows, the aroma of sizzling bacon, and the feeling of Meloni's milk on Polly's lips. It was a memory I would treasure forever.
Once we finished breakfast, Polly said:
"May I please have some clothes to go to work now?"
"Hey, don't worry about it. I've got you covered. I have some clothes you can borrow for work. You can wear one of my button-up shirts and a pair of jeans. How does that sound?" said Meloni
Polly's face lit up with relief. "Oh, thank god. That would be amazing. I don't know what I would do without you."
Meloni smiled and led Polly to the bedroom. She rummaged through her closet and pulled out a crisp, white button-up shirt and a pair of dark wash jeans. "Here you go. These should fit you perfectly."
Polly took the clothes and headed to the bathroom to put them on. Meloni went back to the kitchen and finished her coffee. A few minutes later, Polly came down.
Meloni couldn't help but notice how Polly's small, flat chest looked even smaller compared to her own busty figure. Meloni was a 34LLL, and her cleavage was always on display, no matter what she wore. She couldn't imagine what it must be like to have a flat chest like Polly's.
Meloni helped her button up the shirt. As she did, she couldn't help but notice that the shirt was a little too big for Polly, I could see the outline of Polly's nipples through the fabric.
"I headed upstairs for a quick shower, got dressed, and when I came back down, Polly was already gone for work. Meloni was on the phone with some guy, setting up lunch plans. I gave her a wave, said 'see ya,' and dipped."
It was a busy morning in the office, and I was still wiped from last night with Polly. After lunch, I got a video from Meloni on my phone.
DING!
I couldn't believe what I was watching, Meloni managed to record her morning shower with Polly:
Meloni and Polly stepped in the shower, their bodies instantly embracing the warm mist. Meloni, a stunning vision with her curvaceous figure, stood tall under the cascading water. Her voluptuous breasts, barely contained by her bra size 34 LLL, heaved with each breath, the dark nipples hardening from the steamy heat. Her slender legs, toned and smooth, contrasted with her full, round hips, making her an irresistible sight. A thick bush of curly hair adorned her cunt, a wild contrast to her otherwise flawless skin. She had a playful smile on her face, her naive demeanor giving way to a more confident and flirtatious attitude as she locked eyes with Polly.
Polly, a couple of years older but equally captivating, stood opposite Meloni, her body just as enticing. Her curvy figure was accentuated by her flat chest, a unique feature that made her stand out. Her small breasts were barely noticeable, but her round ass more than made up for it, perfectly proportioned and enticing. Her skin, a pale canvas, glowed in the steam, revealing a network of blue veins beneath, especially noticeable on her chest and inner thighs. Like Meloni, she too had a natural, unshaven pussy, the hair a dark contrast against her fair complexion. Her expression was a mix of shyness and growing excitement as she took in Meloni's bold gaze.
As the water continued to pour down, Meloni took a step forward, closing the distance between them. She reached out and gently caressed Polly's face, her fingers tracing the delicate features.
"You're so beautiful," Meloni whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "I've wanted this since I met you."
Polly's shyness melted away under Meloni's touch, and she leaned into the caress, closing her eyes to savor the moment. "Me too," she murmured, her breath quickening. "I wanted to explore my desires with you."
Meloni's hand trailed down from Polly's face, gently stroking her neck and shoulders, making her shiver with anticipation. Her fingers touched her pink nipples, already taut with arousal. Polly's breath caught Meloni's hand cupping her breast, thumb and forefinger gently rolling the nipple, causing her to gasp softly.
"You like that, don't you?" Meloni teased, her breath hot against Polly's ear. "I can make it even better."
Polly nodded, unable to form words as Meloni's other hand slid down her stomach, her fingers gently probing through the wet curls of her pussy. Polly's legs trembled as Meloni's fingers found her clit, circling it slowly, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Meloni's touch was gentle yet insistent, her fingers working their magic, driving Polly wild with desire. She kissed Polly's neck, her lips leaving a trail of wet kisses down to her collarbone, before taking a nipple into her mouth, sucking and teasing it with her tongue. Polly's hands gripped Meloni's shoulders, her nails digging into the soft skin as she arched her back, pushing her breast further into Meloni's mouth.
"Oh Meloni, yes, right there," Polly moaned, her voice echoing off the shower walls.
Meloni's fingers continued their relentless assault on Polly's clit, while her mouth lavished attention on Polly's neglected breast. Polly's body trembled, her legs weakening as the pleasure intensified. Meloni could feel Polly's pussy getting wetter, the juices mixing with the shower water, as her orgasm built to a crescendo.
"I'm close, Meloni, so close," Polly gasped, her breath coming in short pants.
Meloni increased the pressure on Polly's clit, her fingers working faster, driving her to the edge. Polly's body stiffened, every muscle tensing as the orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. She cried out, her voice filling the shower, as her pussy clenched around Meloni's probing fingers.
Meloni held Polly through the waves of pleasure, her own arousal reaching a fever pitch. She pulled Polly closer, their bodies pressed together, breast to breast, pussy to pussy, as the water continued to rain down on them. Polly's orgasm subsided, leaving her body limp and satisfied.
"That was incredible," Polly whispered, her eyes still closed, a dreamy smile on her face.
Meloni smiled, her hand still resting on Polly's breast. "We're not done yet," she said, her voice low and sultry. "I want to feel you inside me."
Polly opened her eyes, desire flaring anew as she looked into Meloni's passionate gaze. She reached down and took Meloni's hand, leading her to the shower bench. Meloni sat, her legs spread, inviting Polly to straddle her.
Polly positioned herself over Meloni, their pussies aligned, the steamy water cascading over their bodies. She slowly lowered herself, feeling Meloni's slick folds part to accommodate her. Polly's eyes closed as she took in the sensation, the hot, wet tightness of Meloni's pussy enveloping her.
