Shake That Tree

by Jodie Halliday

  Billy’s hips rose again and she took the hint to travel south. She sensed the outline of her pussy and pushed her hand outwards to bring the zip down and give her more room. The jeans were now in the way so she slipped off the sofa and tugged at them. Holly was only too happy to get rid of them and raised her buttocks to assist. They joined the growing pile of clothes over by the window as Holly knelt by the sofa and arranged Billy with one foot on the floor and the other on the sofa with her legs slightly apart. Her hands caressed her gently from her shins, up over her silky thighs and over her knickers. Billy moaned and again pushed upwards with encouragement as Holly’s hands reached the girl’s breasts. She kissed each nipple then started a slow descent with kisses everywhere as he approached her knickers once again. She massaged the shape between her fingers, pushing the labia together gently, touching either side while leaving her clitoris well alone. With her index finger she traced the outline of her knickers where they covered her pussy, teasing her before slipping underneath the elastic to test her wetness. Kissing the waistband of her underwear she slowly slid them down, kissing as she went.

  She pulled them down to the girl’s ankles then threw them over her shoulder before pushing Billy’s knees apart, one on the sofa and the other on the back cushion to expose her naked body as much as possible. She stared open-mouthed at the sight.

  “Oh my god!”

  “What?” asked Billy, fairly sure she knew what Holly would say.

  “You shaved!”

  She nodded and grinned at Holly, then reached down and cupped her pussy, feeling the total smoothness of the skin. “I wish I had done it ages ago.” Leaning forward she took hold of Holly’s hand, guiding her slowly between her legs. Holly touched the soft folds of the girl’s labia and groaned quietly as she felt the pure baby-like skin. It added a whole new dimension of sensuousness to the experience and she had to restrain herself from diving straight in when Billy let go. Instead, as Billy lay back down again she kissed the inside of the girl’s thighs and made a languorous path for her fully engorged pussy. Even in the pale light of the lounge she could see the creamy-white liquid that had gathered at the entrance to her vagina and recalled with delight what she had discovered with her tongue in 10th grade. She slipped her hands underneath the girl’s upper thighs and pushed her higher off the sofa. She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold her up for long and so she braced herself as best she could then licked gently along the length of her vagina. She wanted to scream with delight. The taste was back on her tongue, the heat of the girl was on her cheeks and she could sense the pulsing of the girl’s anus as she licked along the cleanest, softest pussy imaginable.

  She pulled back a little and kissed her inner thigh again then licked gently, noting the softness of the skin and somehow the girl’s pussy was sweeter, smoother than even this. Her nose touched Billy’s clit as she licked again around the entrance to her vagina and dipped below, slipping accidentally onto the lightly-lined circle of the girl’s anus. Billy shifted and Holly moved away quickly, unsure how she could have even got her tongue as close as she did. Desperate to ensure that no harm had been done she kissed her clit and the little hood that had peeled back slightly. As he slid around to the side of her legs she placed a finger at the entrance to Billy’s vagina and stroked slowly, announcing her intention. Billy grabbed Holly’s hair and pulled her close, kissing her hard on her lips as the first finger slid inside.

  “Oh Hol, you sweet thing!” moaned Billy as she slid slightly lower on the sofa. Holly pushed her legs apart again and slid her finger out, offering it to her friend. Billy smiled and took it between her lips, tasting herself with a smile. She glanced behind Holly then quickly put her feet on the floor, turning Holly towards the window as she grabbed her hips.

  “What?” asked Holly as Billy stood behind her with her hands around her waist. She could feel the nipples of the naked girl against her back.

  “Look, the window to the right of the red curtains.”

  “Oh god, look!”

  “I know, he’s stripping her, just for us!”

  A couple who might have been twenty or thirty were by their lounge window. The man was standing behind the girl who was almost up against the window. His hands were moving up and down the front of the girl who gripped and guided them, especially over her breasts and the girls watched enthralled as he reached under her t-shirt and pulled it off over her head. Holly could see him kissing her neck from behind and smiled as his palms cupped her breasts through her bra. She jumped as Billy reached up and squeezed her own breasts and protested when she realized what was likely to happen.

  “Billy, no, this isn’t a good idea, it’s so public.”

  “Hol, it’s OK, it’s just us and some unknown couple.” Holly shook her head and started to turn away from the window. “Look, he’s taking her bra off, see?” The man’s hands had slipped her bra straps off her shoulders and Holly realised that he was unhooking the strap.

  “Oh god, I don’t believe it!” said Holly as the man slid the bra off her and let it fall. Her breasts looked about the same size as her own and she wondered if the woman was actually a girl like herself. The lighting made it very difficult to tell but as she stared at the couple across the road Billy reached round and flicked the button the held the waistband of her jeans. Holly grabbed her hands in mild protest but any words failed her as Billy kissed her neck and slipped a hand down inside her jeans. The fingers were so close, an inch or two away from touching her wet sex. She looked up and saw that the man was standing behind his girlfriend and he too had loosened her jeans.

  “This isn’t some sort of arranged show, right, like you haven’t worked it with those two?”

  “No, Hol, I promise I wouldn’t do that to you. Just that I sometimes see things going on, especially at the weekends.”

  Billy’s head rested on her shoulder and the fingers slipped lower into her pubic hair. Any concerns Holly might have had disappeared as the other hand caressed her breast. The woman’s jeans were at her knees and Holly thought about waving but decided that part of the thrill was pretending they were all alone, unseen with their respective lovers. Gently, Billy pushed lower and with a heart-pounding sigh Holly felt a finger slide along the length of her wet pussy. To her amazement her knees actually trembled and she instinctively reached out to grab Billy’s arm but her little lover had ducked round and emerged in front of her, kneeling and looking up into her eyes.

  Across the street the man had copied Billy and was kneeling in front of the girl. Light reflected momentarily off something in their room just for a few seconds and Holly revised the girl’s age to about eighteen or twenty. He was kissing her knickers and around her belly button. She gasped as Billy ran her hands up and down her thighs then pushed both hands between her legs to grab her buttocks. She pulled her to her lips and kissed the smooth fabric of her knickers.

  “Oh god I can taste you already, you’re so wet.”

  “I already was in the lift up here,” said Holly which brought a giggle from her lover. Billy massaged her pussy lips, gently pushing them together as she ran her fingers up and down the outer lips. Holly grabbed her head again to steady herself and her knickers slipped down slightly from Billy’s gentle tugging.

  “I’m going to eat you out baby.”

  “Oh god yes, please!”

  “What are they doing?” asked Billy as she kissed the top of her pubic hair.

  Holly looked up to see the man squatting sideways now and the girl now minus her underwear. His cock seemed to glisten in the light and Holly squealed in shock.

  “I can see his, you know, thing!” Billy turned to her side and stared for a short while before pulling Holly’s knickers off.

  “He looks quite a bit older than her,” said Billy as she pushed Holly onto the sofa, spreading her legs. “You’re far prettier than she is.”

  “You think?”

  “Sure, I know you are!” said Billy, smiling up at her young friend.

 
“I don’t know. Boys seem to avoid me.”

  “Me too,” said Billy, running her fingers lightly along her inner thighs. Holly sighed quietly as the pleasure and attention made her tremble slightly. She looked back up at the sight in the window and tried to estimate the size of the man’s cock. It seemed to be longer than the width of the young girl’s thigh, stiff and unyielding, almost angry.

  “I’ve never had a boyfriend, not even someone to take me out for an evening.”

  Billy slid up over Holly’s legs and rested gently on top of her, kissing her lips. “I’ve only had one experience of being loved in my whole life, that’s it”

  “Oh wow, I didn’t know! Who was it? Do I know them?”

  “Yup!” said Billy, sliding back down to massage her wet pussy lips. She glanced across the road and saw that the girl had got hold of her feet and had pulled them back towards herself, opening her legs as wide as possible. The man was kneeling, positioning his cock at her vagina.

  “Oh god, he’s going to put it in her! Billy, who was it?”

  Just as he buried his cock in the little girl, Billy replied, humour in her voice: “You, silly!” and proceeded to lick along her pussy towards her clit. Holly gasped with the utter delight of the pure feeling of pleasure between her legs and the thought that they had each had had only one sexual experience and that was with each other two years ago. She raised her legs and grabbed her feet, pulling herself as open as possible. She glanced out of the window and felt a kinship with the young girl who was shaking with each thrust of the man’s cock. It seemed so violent compared to the attention that she was getting from Billy and she wondered whether she would have swapped places. She pulled back on her feet even harder, raising her bottom slightly off the sofa.

  “Oh, good girl!” whispered Billy. Holly groaned as she felt the girl’s tongue on her pussy and then a finger slide slowly inside her. Her head bent at almost a right angle as she leaned against the sofa and internal bolts of pure pleasure shot through her as she watched Billy’s blonde hair moving up and down and occasionally the tip of her tongue as it slipped up over the hood of her clit. She shut her eyes again and savored the sensations and sensed Billy moving around to the side. A second finger then slid into her, pushing her lips apart before going deep inside her before the girl’s tongue once again licked up over her clit. As the rhythm of the tongue settled into a gentle, regular lapping she sneaked a glance again at the window and saw the man still pounding into the little girl. She wondered if that was pain or pleasure on her face and if her hands gripping the man’s arms were to pull him closer of stop him from going too deep. Momentarily she thought they had made contact, eye to eye, one jealous of the other.

  Billy flicked her tongue around the little clit and Holly knew that orgasm was minutes away. She pulled back again, her knees almost touching flat on the sofa. The caressing continued and Holly shook with a growing sense of release.

  “Yes, baby. Let it happen!” said Billy. Another finger seemed to drift down from her pussy and tickle around the area between her vagina and anus. Holly prayed that Billy wouldn’t touch her there but had no intention of making any comment. The sensations built quickly and her legs shook with anticipation. She knew she was leaking profusely and that every drop was being caught by her beautiful lover. She let out a cry and Billy again encouraged her to come. Just as Billy licked across her clit on rapid, hard motions she came, screaming in pleasure as her insides burst with delight. She shook madly and then gasped with fright as a finger slid deep into her anus. She came again, or thought it was another orgasm but her mind was a blur, overloaded with a level of pleasure that she had never experienced. She was sure she would start crying again and really didn’t care as the waves of pleasure kept rolling over her. She loved this girl so much, would do anything for her one and only true friend, her gorgeous lover. Billy’s fingers milked the pleasure until Holly let go of her legs. She extracted her fingers while gently kissing her sparse pubic hair and placing light kisses along the labia of the shaking, mumbling girl.

  Holly realised that her neck ached from the way she had bent it while sinking lower and lower into the sofa and straining to see both Billy’s head and the young girl over the street. She rolled onto her side and noted that her thighs also ached from being stretched so taut for so long. Slumped on the sofa she grinned at Billy before her eyes drifted to the window. Billy caught her stare and followed her gaze.

  “Oh my god, he’s going crazy, that must hurt like shit!” said Billy, taking Holly’s hand.

  “She’s looking at us.”

  “You’re right,” she said, pulling Holly up off the sofa and supporting her. She turned the wobbly young girl towards her and kissed her so that their breasts would be in profile as well as their lips. They caressed each other lovingly for some time before sensing a change from their audience.

  Holly grabbed Billy’s arm. “She’s telling him about us, maybe he hadn’t been watching?” The man had stopped but it looked like his cock was still just inside her vagina.

  “Come here,” said Holly, sensing a need from the young girl over the road as she kissed Billy once again and toyed with her breasts. Holly grabbed Billy’s buttocks and squeezed hard, parting them with her fingers as she spied on the couple again. She thought for an instant about exploring Billy’s asshole but decided that she needed time to sort out her feelings about such things, even though in retrospect it had been what extended her orgasm by what felt like another two minutes. “He’s fucking her again.”

  “You dirty bitch!’ giggled Billy.

  “I’m a nice girl, remember?” She pulled Billy towards her as their breasts mashed together. “He’s almost stopped, just little movements.”

  “He’s coming.”

  “Right,” said Holly, wondering how Billy knew that and she didn’t even think of it. The man pulled out of the girl and walked out of their lounge. “Oh wow, he looked much older just then, as he walked out!”

  The girl curled up on the sofa in a fetal position, staring out of the window. “I think the show’s over,” said Holly.

  “Yup,” said Billy, leading her back to the sofa. Holly took charge, sat down then arranged Billy lying face down over her legs. They both watched to see what might happen next and within a minute the man returned, pointed to the door and stood still as the girl got up, avoided the man and left while he closed the curtains.

  “That didn’t feel right, Bil.”

  “Not much love there I’d say, like he was angry.”

  “Maybe she’s a hooker or something?”

  “No, she lives there, I’ve seen her Mum.”

  “So who was that, her Dad?”

  Holly expected an immediate answer but Billy was silent. The thought lingered between them, adding complexity and a degree of the unknown to the evening. She wondered if they had witnessed an assault rather than a love-making session.

  “Hol?”

  “Mmm?”

  “If I asked you to do something weird, would you be mad at me?”

  “What, like make love to you while the world watches?”

  Billy giggled and tuned over to face her young, naked friend. “No, something that I have thought about, just with you, for ages. Well, a few months anyway.” She reached up and touched the side of Holly’s face.

  Holly looked down at her, the beautiful eyes and the blonde hair that tumbled over her shoulders and onto her own legs. She saw the taut nipples and stroked the girl’s young breasts with affection. Her gaze wandered down to her pussy and the thrill returned again as she thought of the moment earlier when she had gone down on her and licked that perfectly smooth skin. She breathed in deeply as though trying to capture once again that elusive scent. Holly was inclined to say yes as whatever Billy had in mind would be pleasurable, but she wondered if it would make her feel uneasy, less secure than she did at that moment. She grinned when she realized that she would never have even dreamed of exposing her naked body to the street if Billy hadn
’t encouraged her and on balance felt happily protected with Billy leading the way.

  Holly shrugged and smiled. “OK, I suppose so,” and Billy grinned up at her, slipped off the sofa and led Holly from the lounge into the bathroom down the hall. Two huge yellow towels hung on a rail by the bath and the room seemed to be much warmer than the rest of the apartment. Billy shut the door and turned to her young friend. “You’re going to pee?” asked Holly.

  “No, silly. Give me your hand.”

  Billy guided Holly’s palm across her breasts, then down over her stomach and between her legs. It felt so warm down then, so very smooth and clean even though she knew that the slickness that her fingers found was almost constantly oozing from her vagina. Billy looked up into her eyes and was delighted to see that they were shut.

  “Oh god, Bil!”

  “Feels good, right?”

  “Mmm.”

  “I want you to feel like that too. Please?”

  Holly suddenly looked at her, open-mouthed but didn’t remove her hand. “Like, you want me to shave myself, my pussy?”

  “Almost, I want to do it for you.”

  “Bil!”

  “Shh, you know it felt good on your tongue, right?”

  Holly shrugged and breathed in deeply. “Yeah, but people might see and wonder what happened.”

  “Who? Who’s going to see, only me I hope.”

  “Like, here and now? Right now?”

  “I’ll be careful. This is where I do it sometimes, it’s easy, much easier if someone does it for you I bet.”

  “Oh, I don’t know Bil.”

  “I’ve been dreaming about it for months, giving you the feeling of being totally naked, clean.”

  “It’d be like when I was twelve or something!” said Holly, running her fingers over Billy’s wet pussy lips. “You wouldn’t cut me, would you? Like female circumstition, or whatever?”

  “Circumcision, you mean. No, if I can shave myself then I am sure I can do it for you, just sit up here by the sink,” said Billy, patting the counter top by the hot tap. With a little reluctance, Holly turned and jumped up so that she sat as indicated. Billy took her left foot and arranged her so that her pussy was fully exposed and then opened a drawer containing a variety of pink razors. “Lean back” said Billy as she ran one of the multi-blade razors under the warm water and filled the sink. She opened a cupboard above the sink and took out a man’s electric razor.