Melanie wakes up hours later, the light from the sun shining in. Her head is sore and her throat was as dry as it could be. She felt cold, and sticky. Her eyes shoot open as the events of last night flashed through her mind, and all the pain in her head was forgotten as she felt her stomach twist, her mind racing. and now here she was on Nichola's couch, completely naked, covered in cum, sweat and spit.
Panic set in as Melanie moved faster than she ever had in her life and spun around and sat up at the same time.
Melanie's mouth fell open and her heart seemed to race at an unthinkable speed as she saw the evidence of last night....she felt embarrassed, ashamed. She wasn't the type to do this with anyone, never mind her friend. She wondered where Nichola had went.
The thirst was too much and she really needed some water. She had to get a drink. She grabbed her clothes and put them on, which was a challenge given the state of her body and still soaked jeans. Melanie got a quick drink of water and lifted her car keys. She was absolutely bursting for a pee and didn't think she would make it home. She crept towards the bathroom, as she saw Nichola sneaking out, she seemed to be sneaking just as much as Melanie.
Melanie hid as Nichola crept back to her bedroom. Melanie then went quietly to the bathroom and had a pee. She stood up ready to pull up her trousers when Nichola opened the door and screamed as she saw Melanie... both girls were frozen in fear and shame as just how dirty and animalistic they both got for each other last night.
"OH MY GOD..." Nichola's face turned bright red, embarrassment washing over her. She was still naked as she quickly tried to cover herself with her hands, even though they were both equally messy from last night. "I... I wasn't expecting..." Nichola stammered, her voice squeaky with nervousness. "Oh fuck..." she repeated, running her hands through her cum-matted hair. "You're... uh..." Nichola's eyes still showing shock and embarrassment as she was covered in cum and sweat from their wild night together.
She had been about to go for a shower and change (and also to give Melanie a chance to leave to save the embarrassing situation they were in.)
Melanie stood there, pants down around her ankles, the sticky remnants of last night's mess still clinging to her skin. She had just finished peeing and was just about to start pulling up her soaked pants and jeans, which only added to the awkwardness of the situation. Nichola looked at the cum all over Melanie's legs, face and hair, trying to look away. She looked like an absolute riot. Nichola imagined Melanie would be thinking the same about her.
Melanie turned around, showing her bum as she pulled her pants up, turning back around to see Nichola had also turned, facing the wall. Her bum sticking out as her head leaned against the wall, covering her eyes with her hands as she was so stunned and embarrassed that they just spent the night having lesbian sex so filthy it should be illegal.
Nichola couldn't shake the thought that Melanie could see her naked, bum pointing out, and ofcourse the dried cum from her hair, her back, bum, slit, legs and feet. She wished the ground would eat her up. She then thought about how Melanie looked. Her face smeared in makeup, looking like she had been fucked by a hundred men all at once, but knowing it was HER that made Melanie in that state. And her bum? she got a jolt of electricity as she thought about her bum facing her as Melanie tried to pull her pants up.
Nichola was now regretting turning away. She felt so horrible and dirty but she wishes she had taken it in more.
The two girls had always wanted a lesbian experience of sorts, not necessarily with each other, but they were never completely serious about it. But now that they had. The friends felt guilt and embarrassment.
Nichola however was feeling twinges again, and just how sexy Melanie looks lathered in cum, her own cum and her friend's. Nichola breathes, and turns.
"GOD" as she turned back around, her eyes immediately locked onto Melanie's face. Despite the mess and embarrassment, Melanie still looked unbelievably gorgeous, she felt wrong for thinking it, but couldn't shake it off. The dried cum streaks, the messed up hair, the swollen lips.
Nichola blushed deeply, realizing she was staring, but God, Melanie looked like she had just been thoroughly fucked.
She cleared her throat, trying to break the tension. "Uh... you're... uh...free to have a shower and jump into some of my clothes, save you going home... like that..."
Nichola felt her stomach do a little flip as she thinks how absolutely filthy Melanie looked.
Melanie smiles, "would that be ok? I would get caught looking like this from someone no doubt."
"Yeah of course it's fucking okay, I mean, yeah, you look a fucking mess, so please, before someone actually does see you and think you've just been gangbanged by a football team."
Nichola's face turns red as the words leave her mouth. "Sorry, just feel awkward and anxious haha"
Melanie laughs nervously, she herself tries her best to look away and not gawk at Nichola's messy, used state, but every time she looks away, she just ends up sneaking glances at Nichola's panda eyes from makeup. Her face, neck, tits and down to her crotch, imagining how used and open her pussy probably is.
There's a few seconds of silence then Nichola says "I have some sweatpants and t-shirt you can borrow, I'll be back in 2 secs."
Nichola picks up clothes in a rush, picking up pants and a t-shirt, forgetting the sweatpants as her front door is chapped and she says "Fuck!" She sits on the bed, waiting for a few minutes until she's sure they have gone.
Nichola heads for the bathroom, slightly opening the bathroom door and dropping the pants and clothes in, Melanie says "Thanks" as Nichola closes the door.
The shower starts. Nichola rushes to the kitchen and quickly freshens up at the sink, using water and wipes, she dries off. She can't stop thinking about Melanie in the shower, naked, wet, wondering if she was playing with herself.
Nichola was wet at the thoughts invading her mind, she thought that she could quickly fuck herself off before Melanie even stopped the shower, then she will be level headed. She lay on her bed with her head on the pillow as she began stroking herself, still naked, her clothes next to her.
Nichola quickly spreads her legs on the bed, stroking herself furiously, lost in thoughts of Melanie in the shower.
She imagines Melanie's hands roaming over her slippery, soapy body, slipping between her thighs.
"Fuck..." Nichola whispers urgently to herself, slipping two fingers inside her slick pussy. She pumps them rapidly, feeling her arousal dripping down her wrist. She bites her lip, the image of Melanie in the shower, water cascading down her naked body, fills Nichola's imagination. She imagines Melanie fucking herself with a bathroom item. Nichola's fingers move faster. Fuck... she pants under her breath.
Melanie steps out of the shower, keeping the shower running for background noise and privacy. She dries off and puts on the pants and t-shirt. There are no leggings or hoodie. Melanie exclaims "fuck" to herself. She was planning on just sneaking home when she was done to get out of the situation.
