“Whoa, what’s that for?” asked Holly, her legs closing.
“It’s my Dad’s, I’ll use ..”
“Your Dad’s?
“Yeah, it’s OK, we can wash it afterwards.”
“Even so, my hair might end up on your Dad’s face?”
“Hol, don’t over analyze it. It’s fine! I’ll use the trimmer to get most of it off, then the razor to get you super-smooth like me.”
Holly looked unconvinced but leaned back as before and watched her friend get ready. “Just don’t slice me up and leave me to bleed out on the floor, OK?”
Billy switched on the razor and put a hand on Holly’s stomach to steady them both, then brought the clippers down into the dark, curly hair. Holly giggled at the vibration then watched again as a path was cut from the top of her pubic hair down between her legs. She breathed in deeply, aware that this was once again one of the most sensuous, private things that had ever happened to her. It thrilled her to think that Billy was doing this for her and she grinned when she saw that most of the long hairs had been removed and were already lying at the edge of the sink. She reached down to touch as Billy turned off the razor but her hand was slapped away.
“Not yet, when I’ve finished. Lean back again and stay still.”
“Do you sit up here when you do it yourself?”
“No, I usually do it in my room, watching stuff.”
“Watching what?”
“Porn, you know.” Holly’s stomach trembled again with the thought of her friend, naked at her desk and doing something so intimate. “I have to show you one special video tonight, when we’re in bed.”
“What’s it about?”
“Ah ha, secret. Here we go,” said Billy, squirting shaving foam onto her palm. She put the can down then gently spread the foam over Holly’s pussy, lingering unnecessarily to massage the foam between her spread lips. She stood back and exhaled. “Oh god, I am so horny, just looking at you there, so beautiful!” She reached back down and spread the foam around again, smoothing it in places, touching Holly gently as the sensuous nature of the foam registered in both their minds.
“Do it!” said Holly, now equally aroused from Billy’s soapy fingers as with the idea of being hairless and as enticing as her lover. Billy slid the razor down from the area just below Holly’s navel and into the stubble just above her clit. She repeated it from a slightly different angle, then felt the area with her other hand. Shifting slightly she cut away more stubble and within a minute the pink razor had removed all the hair from one side of her pussy. She spread the foam around again and began on the other side, carefully pulling Holly’s labia out taut to make sure she caught every hair.
Billy nudged Holly’s knee with her elbow. “Wider, maybe lean back a bit so I can see everything” said Billy, a request that thrilled Holly in its demand for total access and exposure. Billy bent down again and carved some short swathes through the foam around the bottom of her vagina, angling the razor carefully to attack the soft hairs against the direction they were growing.
She rinsed the razor and set it aside, took another and ran it under the hot tap. “That didn’t last long,” said Holly, curious.
“I want it to be like a baby’s skin and anyway they aren’t expensive.” She shook the can again and squirted a couple of seconds of it into her palm, then applied it again, covering her smooth skin and teasing her anus without comment. Holly groaned with utter delight and Billy started again, touching her pussy lips, pulling them away from her body so she could get every last hair. She again moved the foam around, making sure the whole area was covered then made multiple final passes to shave from the bottom of her pussy back up over the lips, around her clitoris and up towards her navel. Holly’s heart was beating furiously and she swallowed every time Billy took hold of another area of her pussy as the little girl’s middle finger slipped inside her for grip. The gentle sweep of the razor was replaced by the caress of Billy’s fingers as she touched the shaved area carefully, feeling the result and repeating the careful strokes wherever she found a few stray hairs. With her free hand she gently held the folds of skin on the left of the girl’s pussy and pulled carefully, shaving immediately as the skin slipped through her fingers. Holly moaned quietly as she watched her young friend carefully working, pulling her skin, slipping her fingers inside her pussy to make sure she gripped her as tenderly as she could. Holly was fairly sure that Billy had covered some areas twice, but she wasn’t going to complain. Again she felt fingers take hold of the skin of her labia and pull it out to stretch the skin as the razor glided over the foam. A quick test with her hand revealed a couple of areas which needed a little more attention and then she smiled up at Holly. Billy slipped her middle finger inside Holly’s pussy and, gripping with her thumb, she pulled the lips that formed the right side of her little opening. With quick strokes she shaved her again, testing the result of the razor, humming a little to herself as she worked on her best friend. “Hol, this is just so sexy, doing this is like a dream come true!”
She finished both sides and stood back to admire her work. Holly grinned at her, thinking how strange yet wonderful it was to have someone staring at her pussy, especially as she sat up on the counter with her legs wide open, exposing herself deliberately. Billy moved to within inches of her little friend and slipped her middle finger inside the girl’s pussy. Holly gasped at the intrusion but did nothing to dissuade her and exhaled loudly as Billy ran her thumb over her prominent clit and spread the slippery soap all around the newly-shaved, baby soft skin.
“Time to rinse so stay there.” With a small wet cloth Billy washed off the excess foam and again tested the area with her hand. She nodded to Holly. “OK, now you can touch” she said, grinning as Holly slid her hand down over her stomach and between her legs. The resulting squeal filled the room and made Billy jump.
“Oh my fucking god, it’s like when I was, like, I dunno, maybe ten or eleven. God it’s so smooth.”
“Are you sure?”
“Oh yeah, oh my god!”
“Let me see” said Billy as she leaned down and licked along the girl’s vagina. Holly shot backwards, knocking the electric razor onto the floor.
“Oh fuck that feels amazing, god Bil, you’re so beautiful,” she said, gripping Billy’s arms. “Thank you, dear thing!” she exclaimed and pulled Billy towards her. She wrapped her legs round her waist then kissed her full on the mouth. The embrace developed as Holly took Billy’s lower lip between hers and sucked gently, eliciting a quiet groan from the girl, who then slid her tongue into Holly’s waiting mouth. She felt Billy’s hands on her waist then signed as they slid lower to her thighs, then inside so that the backs of her hands rubbed against the newly-shaved skin. Holly held her tighter, shaking slightly and aware that for some inexplicable reason tears were welling up in her eyes. She fought them back, determined not to start crying again even though her feeling of love for this girl was overwhelming.
Billy slowly turned away from her, perhaps aware of Holly’s emotions and took her hand. “Come with me babe, it’s time to eat.”
The kitchen had a breakfast area adjoining it which had the only other street-facing window in the apartment. Billy handed Holly an apron which covered her front but did nothing for her rear. They giggled at each other as they twirled around, modeling their outfits and briefly grabbed each other’s buttocks playfully before opening the freezer.
“What do you want to eat?” asked Billy, rifling through the frozen dinners.
“Hmm. That lasagna looks nice, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, I like that. We can do some salad with it. And more wine!”
“Much more wine, can’t remember what I did with mine.”
“Prolly by the sofa, near where you attacked me.”
“Oh right, I remember it happened just like that.” Holly returned shortly afterwards with two glasses and refilled them. “I still don’t know what we were looking at earlier, that girl I mean.”
“Why, I told you she lives there.”
“But the man didn’t seem to care, like he was just using her and she was putting up with it.”
“I didn’t really see, I was busy!” said Billy as she opened two packs of Lasagna. “There’s lettuce in the fridge.”
“I know! But if she was, say, eighteen or something then I think he was about forty.”
“Her uncle.”
“Or her Dad?” suggested Holly with a collection of salad items. She dropped them on the counter and looked around for a cutting board and knife. Billy handed them both to her and held Holly’s arm.
“Like he was using her, while her mother was out?”
Holly shrugged, glancing down at the perfect globes of Billy’s breasts that were pushing out the apron. She squeezed her legs together knowing full well that the slippery feeling wasn’t shaving foam. “I don’t know, she seemed so young, miserable though, like she wasn’t really taking part in it.”
“Jeeze. That’s sad if your Dad fucks you while you Mum is out.”
“So it’s OK if your Mum is in?”
Billy laughed, swatted her buttocks, then held one of her cheeks, squeezing with her fingers, pulling outwards so that the warm air flowed over her anus. “I bet you’ve thought about it!”
“Billy!” she squealed, but her glance away from her friend betrayed her.
“See, you have. I know I have.” Holly picked up the knife and started cutting the lettuce into strips. “My Dad looks at me sometimes in ways that he shouldn’t, if you know what I mean,” said Billy.
“So you tease him?”
“No, not intentionally. Why, do you tease your Dad?” Holly turned to her and nodded very slightly, staring her straight in the eyes. Her heart beat furiously as she revealed one of her innermost secrets.
“I mean, it’s not like I run around naked. But sometimes, I think to myself, or wonder, just why I had done something in front of him that he might have found sexy. You know, something that looks innocent but I intended it to be revealing. Not sure if I’m explaining this right.”
“You flash your boobs at him!”
“No, not like that. More like wear tight shorts in the kitchen and check to see if he’s watching.”
“And does he?”
“Yeah, most of the time. But the weird thing is that if I go to the mall like that then nobody seems to know I’m there, like I’m Miss Invisible.”
“So, would you have sex with him?”
Holly started to show her offense at the suggestion and then reconsidered. “It would ruin the family, my Mum would find out and god knows what would happen then. She would drag us all to church and flog us at the altar.”
“So that’s a yes? He’s cute, is your Dad.”
“You dirty little girl Billy!”
“Shh! Look Hol, what I saw across the road was a first for me. Like, a man’s thing, you know?”
“Me too, though I felt one at some stupid school disco earlier this year. Some fat guy pressed up against me.”
“It was big, right?” asked Billy. “I mean, all the one’s I’ve seen online have been really big, like they would do me damage.”
“Seemed like it. Not sure if I really want that either, especially if it’s painful like that seemed to be.”
“Yeah, when do we get to meet the nice boys, eh?”
Holly chopped off the end of a cucumber with a flourish of the large knife then sliced the tomato and small onions into cubes, arranging it all on two plates. Billy sipped her wine and looked at the microwave before turning back to Holly.
“Don’t you feel jealous of your Mum, having your Dad?”
“No, what do you mean, they’re married.”
“I know. I hear my Mum and Dad doing it all the time. I mean, not every night, but two or three times a week.”
“Ugh, that’s gross!” said Holly, screwing her face up in disgust.
“No, I think it’s kinda special. Let’s me know that everything is OK.” Holly looked across at her to ensure that her comment was serious. She simply raised her eyebrows in response and Billy continued. “After the door closes it’s usually about five minutes before the bed squeaks. I think that’s my Mum starting things off. Then about ten minutes later I hear the squeak-squeak of sex. After that I think my Mum gets on top..”
“Jeeze, Bil, you got your ear against the wall?”
Billy grinned and took a couple of plates out of the cupboard next to the cooker. “My Dad always groans loudly when he comes, then there’s silence and then some little squeaks.”
“So you don’t tease him but listen in while I tease mine but have never heard them,” said Holly, staring at Billy. Concern etched her face that she may have shared too much, had revealed that somewhere in her mind she seemed to have sexual feelings for her father.
“I don’t think I could ever have sex with my Dad,” said Holly, confirming again her position.
“But your folks walk around naked sometimes.”
“Rubbish!” said Holly defensively. She found the cutlery drawer and pulled out two knives and forks.
“You told me, they come out of the bathroom naked.”
“Oh, that, ages ago maybe.”
“Maybe it was for educational purposes, so that you knew what a man looked like?”
“It’s never done me any good though, has it?” said Holly, angrily.
“Hol, sorry!” said Billy with a look of despair on her face.
“Oh Bil, I didn’t mean to shout. I’m sorry, sorry, really.” Holly cursed herself for spoiling the mood and wondered where her anger had suddenly come from. “It has done me good in that I appreciate you all the more!” she said, pulling Billy to her and kissing her. She didn’t really understand the logic of what she had just said but prayed that her apology had calmed the situation and that she hadn’t ruined the evening.
Billy tilted her chin up with a finger and kissed her lips tenderly. “It’s normal for daughters to have feelings for their fathers, I read about it recently, honest” she whispered, kissing her slowly, passionately again. “I even found websites all about it, Daddies and their daughters. It’s online so it must be true, right?”
“You didn’t!”
“I did. Some of the men are gross, like they’re ninety or something, but some are hot.”
“Billy, sometimes I can’t work out how we ever became friends, your mind works in very weird ways.” She kissed her on the lips, grinning.
“Shh, you know you love it. Let’s eat, then I have a video for you to see when we’re tucked up in bed!”
“Does it have pretty girls in it?”
“Only pretty girls!” said Billy, leading the way to the breakfast area. She arranged the plates on either side of the table and Holly sat then jumped up quickly.
“Jeeze, that’s freezing that seat!”
Billy giggled “Yeah, the wood is cold probably, I’ll get some cushions from the sofa.”
“No!” said Holly quickly, standing. “I don’t want to get them, you know, messy.”
“You need to pee?”
“No,” she replied, looking embarrassed. “I’m still, you know, leaking a bit.”
“Oh wow, you’re wet?” said Billy, reaching under her apron. Holly glanced out of the window, knowing that anyone watching would see what they were doing but quickly decided that it really didn’t matter as she felt two fingers probe her pussy, finding the entrance expertly. “Oh poor baby, you are so wet!”
“Maybe a towel, right?”
“Yeah, I’ll get two.”
“One’s enough.”
“The other’s for me,” laughed Billy, shaking her tight buttocks dramatically as she disappeared into the bathroom. Holly watched her perfect shape as she rounded the corner, the hint of her pussy lips clearly defined in outline with each step she took. She slipped her hand under the apron, ran her fingers over her pussy and brought them to her nose. The smell was intoxicating and she realized, almost simultaneously both th
at her fingers were very sticky, far wetter and stickier than usual and secondly, that the feeling of her smooth pussy made her heart beat wildly. The novelty and sheer nakedness made her ache for what would happen later and right then she resolved to thank Billy properly and never doubt her good intentions.
They ate in happy silence, glancing out of the window occasionally to see if anything was happening. It was now just after 10:00pm and most of the apartments had their curtains drawn. Holly glanced up to see Billy looking at her and tilted her head in inquiry.
“Just looking at you, that’s all,” said Billy, finishing off her Lasagna and pushing the last of her salad to the side of the plate. Holly smiled happily at her and resumed shoveling the Lasagna into her mouth. “I’m so glad you’re here Hol, it’s so special.”
Holly looked up and then pushed her plate to one side. “For me too. I don’t really have anyone else. Anyone else to love like you, you know?”
“Nor do I. I haven’t found anyone since you left.”
“Did people comment about us after I moved?” asked Holly although she knew she would have heard if it had caused a stir.
“No, they knew we were close, that we had been for years, I don’t think our one night back then was much of a surprise.”
“They were all so nice that night. Even people like Ellen and Tracy, they could have been total bitches but they weren’t.”
“Yeah, like they reserved that room just for us, like by some unspoken agreement.”
“And nobody barged in. I thought someone would come in to see what we were doing.”
“Yeah, I thought that too. I’m not sure I would have cared though.”
“Someone said that Judith commented just after we shut the dining room door. She said that she heard her say ‘They think they’re friends but they’re an item. They just don’t know it yet’.”
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