Emily and Ashe. The miss messy duo.

Contains strong sexual references and adult themes.

By PrimeSlimeTime (C) UMD.net 2019.

They had finally given Emily the OK to knock off work for the day. She had an early start for one thanks to Monique who lives the closest but can't ever get there on time, and today she didn't turn up at all. Emily clocked off in minutes and was out the door glad to put that work day behind her. She wasn't back til late Friday morning giving her a few days to herself. It had been a busy last ten days, and she needed to get home and to clean her apartment just across town before she did anything else. Her car was at home as she was close enough to work to get there quickly without it, and she didn't enjoy waiting for the bus. The old lady who catches her bus at her stop will tie her up for hours to chat about everything and nothing, destroying her vibrant mood. She went to the corner and hailed down a taxi that was slowly cruising the other side of the street. The driver saw her hail and made a quick U turn and pulled up next to her. Getting in the back and looking up at the driver she got the shock of her life, it was her brother Mark. "where to Ems", he said cheerfully. "Just take me home please Marky", she said in an irritated voice. She was in no mood for fun and jokes today and look out anyone who upset her. She slumped back in her seat and motioned him on.

He flagged the taxi as not available and quickly ran her home. She was out of the car in a flash and blew him a kiss with a wink, glad that he was around and got her home so quickly, happy that her day was looking better by the minute. Turning the key in her front door, she hopped out of her shoes, picked them up and loudly closed the door behind her locking it as she went through it. The mail was in a pile on the floor waiting for someone to pick it up. She kicked it aside not wanting to look at it. There were dishes in the sink from yesterday and the kitchen bin was smelling funny. She had a house mate but what the hell had she been doing after her classes this morning. Ashe was attending art college on her wealthy parents allowance, but wasn't very arty when it came to chores at home. The lights were all on and so was the TV.

Emily dumped her bag and keys then killed all the lights and the annoying ad on her screen. She looked in the sink, put the plug in, squirted way too much dish drops on the plates and cutlery then hit the hot water. She unzipped the top of her work dress down past her bra to let her breasts relax a little as her dress was getting tight in places. She got rid of the garbage to the main bin outside, then replaced the liner with a lemon scented clean one after waving it around her, and turning around hit the tap again to prevent the massive pile of suds from running over onto her kitchen floor. She looked at the suds and stopped. She pulled the zipper of her dress down to her waist and plastered herself with the clean sudsy foam, soaking her bra, adding more then zipped it up then added some more for good measure. She had a liking for the comfort of soaking wet underwear when she came home and would often walk around in it for hours then soak it again in the bath or shower when it dried out.

The sound of hip hop music from upstairs caught her attention, and she ran up the stairs to check it out. It was coming from the bathroom. She ran through the door and stopped in surprise. Her UE Boom was banging out tunes on the vanity next to Ashes phone and the bath was past half full of slime, custard, cream, and god knows what else, all mixed in a variety of colours. A shoe appeared out of the mess and reached up onto the end of the bath. Ashe was somehow fully submerged in it and able to breathe. Emily reached out her hand and touched the very messy shoe with her fingertips to find it was a black stiletto as she wiped away the mess from it. She ran her fingers over the stocking clad foot in it and gave the fully submerged Ashe the fright of her life. She appeared from the other end of the bath covered in mess with a long straw in her mouth, screaming out in terror, "who the fuck". She wiped her face clean so she could see who had touched her then burst out laughing. "Don't fucking do that to me ever again you cow", she laughed out loud to Emily, as her alarm bells went silent. "My lecturer said today that I must get submerged in art and to learn to love its graces and poise", Ashe smugly said, "so when I got home I did". The two girls giggled and laughed together relaxing in the moment as they both were lovers of WAM.

Emily unzipped the front of her dress back down to her waist and pulled up her dress to past her hips giving Ashe a good eyeful of her very sexy underwear and sheer stockings. She opened the top of her dress fully exposing her wet and soapy bra. Ashe then stood up to prevent the tub from overflowing onto the floor. She ran her hands over clothes to remove the mess from it, thinking about getting in the shower for a rinse off now that it looked like Emily was keen on getting in the tub. The two of them were not going to comfortably get in there at the same time.

Emily swung her stocking clad legs over the bath and slid her feet in, loving the feeling of the mess on her stockings feet and legs. She was interested in finding out more about Ashe's getting submerged into her art. Emily pulled up her work dress as far as she could and kicked her feet around in the mess stirring it around having fun mixing in the colours. Ashe was now quiet and watching her intently. "You may not want to get in here Ems", Ashe said to her coyly. The two girls were in their early twenty's were good friends from junior school years and had moved to the same suburb, one for work and the other for college, and they bumped into one another one night out at a night club with friends. That was two years ago. They spent that night together at Emily's apartment and had been almost inseparable ever since. Ashe's family knew Emily well and were overjoyed to have Ashe finally move out of home, happy that their wet and messy child had taken her fun elsewhere. She was always either wet or messy at home while dressed and often went to the dinner table in wet clothes at family meal times. There was just no convincing her otherwise that it was not the done thing at their house.

Emily could see that Ashe was wearing her best pinstripe business suit as the mess from the tub wiped away and revealed what she was wearing. Ashe was well built and not overly tall, but was still a treat to look at when she was wet or messy. Ashe hopped out of the tub after wiping the messy foam from her legs and got into the shower to rinse herself off. Emily was now wanting to get herself soaking wet in her underwear and then maybe explore the bath to see what it could offer her. She lifted her legs and wiped them clean, removed her dress with one hand, then hopped into the shower with Ashe. She took the shower head from her and washed her suit off, enjoying the pleasure of having her hands on her soaked and messy best outfit, feeling her curves and turning her around as she went, methodically washing all the foam away while very much enjoying her intimate interaction of touching and cleaning up her long dark hair, soft clean skin and clothes.

She undid Ashe's jacket with her spare hand and opened it up to find her wonderful cleavage staring at her. She washed out the inside of her jacket and then her body, her hands trembling as they moved over her soft skin. Her breasts felt amazing to her touch, and she felt Ashe's nipples harden up under her hand as she massaged the water through the fabric of her sexy full bra carefully removing the foam, custard and whatever else she had been soaking in, teasing and lightly pinching her nipples as she went, causing Ashe to gasp as she did so. Ashe was staring at her intently, as she too was enjoying their togetherness. She unzipped her skirt herself not waiting for Emily to do it for her and dropped it to the floor. She then slid her jacket off her shoulders also dropping it to the floor of the shower, and she kicked her suit into the corner as to not block up the drain. Emily turned her attention to her midriff then hips turning her around as she went then finally to her stockings that she carefully rinsed right down to her feet. The feel of her knickers, while rinsing them clean was very intense and Ashe kindly parted her legs so she could be thoroughly cleaned underneath by her now sexually charged friend.

Emily was breathing heavily as she washed Ashe underneath and between her cheeks, the feeling of it all making her head spin with a light sense of vertigo as her sexual energy began to rise. She ran her hand down her front over her mound, feeling the small tuft of manicured hair that she wore, then running her fingers into her folds found her hard lady bump and pressed her fingers against it making herself wet inside as Ashe wriggled around, moaning in pleasure, mumbling, "fuck Ems, keep doing that, oh fuck yes girl", as the two of them were heading towards wanting to have sex badly with each other.

Emily responded by applying more pressure which made Ashe cry out and put her hand down onto her head. Emily slipped her hand inside Ashe's sexy sheer black full knickers then slid two fingers gently inside her. She then took her mouth to Ashe's hard and throbbing clit through the material of her knickers and sucked at her strongly through her lips, her tongue pressing on her hood, causing Ashe to loudly cry out", Oh fuck me Ems and don't you stop til you make me cum". Emily sucked back and forth on Ashe's poor clit making it swell, throb and ache for more attention, while still sliding her fingers in and out of her gently. They were both past the point of no return in their sex. Ashe wished she had her Lush 2 with her so she could tease the fuck out of her friend while she was expertly doing her while on her knees. OMG she was so good at it.

Continued.