Innocent Blue by Pratt Shelly

Author:Pratt, Shelly [Pratt, Shelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shelly Pratt
Published: 2014-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

I remain rooted to the spot, unsure if I can be so free with losing my clothes on the bathroom floor. My parents haven’t seen me naked since I was a little girl, and now I’m not sure if I can reveal all of myself – even to Darcy. I don’t want to be a prude, but I don’t have the confidence my best friend seems to display.

‘Aren’t you going to get undressed?’

‘Yes.’

She watches me carefully, her turn to gain enjoyment from watching me remove my clothing. My pale blue dress displays all of the tell-tale signs of a careless youth having just spent time at a party. There’s a little blob of tomato sauce near the sash at my waist, and the skirt is rumpled from my time with Darcy in the closet. A little dirt has dusted over the material as well because it’s certainly not the same color as when I left the house this morning.

I undo the sash carefully, not realizing that this is more of a strip-tease than I intended it to be. Darcy’s eyes watch every move I make as she sloshes about in the water. It pools between her small breasts, running down her chest towards her navel. Bubbles from the liquid soap have amassed around her nether regions, covering her and offering some sort of modesty. I wouldn’t say Darcy has hunger in her eyes, but she certainly possesses a keen curiosity.

I remove my dress, letting it drop to the floor. Next to go is the petticoat my mother insists I wear. It’s too hot for such things, but she says a lady is always properly dressed. I finally remove my singlet, the last of the clothing that covers the swell of my breasts. They hang freely, my nipples standing to attention, almost begging to be touched.

My underwear feels wet. I’m not sure if I’m just really sweaty or if the excitement of unclothing is getting the best of me. Either way, I remove them quickly so that Darcy won’t make fun of me. Her eyes widen at the sight of my dark bush. I have a lot more pubic hair than she does. Rather than let her stare for too long, I hurry to join her in the tub.

She sits up, allowing me the space to sit opposite her. We eye each other off as we start to soap our bodies. Our curiosity is a gentle flame that warms the fire of desire. I’m not that young that I don’t know about masturbation and sex—it’s just not talked about in our house ever. Darcy on the other hand talks about sex frequently, almost as if she’s discussing the weather. I usually try to drown her out with other thoughts that don’t cause my heartbeat to race and my blood pressure to spike. Although something about the way she talks about it makes me think she knows way more than she should for a girl of our age.

‘Why don’t you let me wash your hair for you?’

‘Okay.

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