In the morning, Mel and I didn't mention what had happened between us. It didn't feel awkward, but something was definitely different. We were both acting coy, almost like we were daring each other to mention something, or make a move, or whatever. It felt like foreplay. Mel went home after breakfast as usual, and I was left on my own to remember how it naughty it had felt to spend the night making each other cum while my parents had no idea what we were up to.
The next few weeks were kind of quiet between Mel and I. It hadn't been weird between us, we'd carried on hanging out as usual, but neither of us had mentioned anything about that night. Although it was laid back, I secretly couldn't wait for something - anything - more to happen. I found myself getting myself off way more than usual, imagining all the possibilities of what might happen between us in future. I was dying to do more to Mel - but one thing in particular kept flashing into my mind every time I masturbated: going down on Mel. I couldn't believe I hadn't gotten to taste her pussy that night, and I could just imagine the way she'd moan and gasp if I just buried my head between her legs and ate her until she couldn't take any more. After about three weeks, I got my chance.
I had stayed at Mel's, and slept in her bed as usual, but nothing had happened during the night. It was in the morning that I finally got what I wanted. I woke up to find Mel and I practically entangled - our arms were flung over each other and our legs were entwined, almost exactly in the position we'd been tribbing in all those nights ago. Her boobs were almost falling out of the little vest top she slept in and I couldn't help but glance down to see if her nipples were hard. They were, and my clit twinged in excitement. She was breathing quietly, still asleep, and I couldn't help but gently rub against her, getting closer still, as though I was also just moving around in my sleep. My 34D boobs softly pressed against hers, our nipples so close to rubbing against each other. I sensed her stir a little and quickly shut my eyes in case she was waking up. Whether or not she actually opened her eyes and saw what was happening I don't know, but the dirty bitch did exactly the same as I had - moved a little closer and ever so slightly rubbed against me, even letting her hand drop slightly and graze my ass. I loved it, and tried my hardest to hide a smile.
We continued this 'we're-still-sleeping-innocently' charade for a little while until I finally felt Mel's lips meet mine and we just started making out, hot and heavy, our hands roaming everywhere. We rolled over so Mel was on top of me, and she carefully eased my vest down a little, exposing my hard nipples. Lightly she pressed her tongue on one as she fondled the other breast, and started to suck it gently until I couldn't stand it anymore and broke the silence.
'You dirty girl,' I whispered, aware that Mel's bedroom door was open and her mother could walk in at any time.
'Don't act like you don't love it,' Mel giggled, keeping eye contact as she swirled her tongue around my nipple.
'Yeah, ok,' I admitted.
'I just can't get enough of your tits,' Mel said, squeezing them together and flicking her tongue over both my nipples in turn. I was moaning a little and Mel had to cover my mouth with her hand. I cupped her delicious ass as she played with my tits and wondered if she was as wet as I was.
'Can we have some more playtime, please?' Mel practically begged, and I nodded enthusiastically.
'What if your mom walks in?' I asked.