“I did the best I could,” I said, parting my thighs to show her. “It’s hard to do by yourself.”
“I know,” she agreed, peering between my legs. “That’s why I’m here, remember?”
It didn’t feel awkward. Kelly and I had been friends for years-we changed in front of each other at the gym and she had pretty much seen everything I had-plus she was very business-like about it, foaming the shaving gel in her hands and spreading it over my mound, her tongue touching the corner of her mouth in concentration as she started at the top with the razor and worked her way down.
“It’s really not too thick,” she murmured, rinsing the razor in the tub and making another pass down my lips.
“Feels strange,” I said as she put her hand flat over my pubic bone, holding the skin taut as she started moving the razor upward from bottom to top. I leaned back and lifted my legs to give her a little more room.
“Hold still,” she said and I gasped when I felt her fingers opening my ass cheeks.
“Kelly!” I held my breath as the razor moved around the sensitive, puckered hole of my ass.
“Just a few stray hairs,” she explained, smiling up at me. “If you’re gonna go bare, it might as well be the Full Monty, right?”
She rinsed my mound, using her hands to cup warm water again and again, letting it wash away the white foam. Her fingers moved lightly over my skin, brushing away shaving cream and water, looking closely between my legs.
“Missed a couple spots,” she said, glancing up at me. “Will you… spread it open?”
I used my fingers to open my lips for her, glad for the heat of the bath that covered my blush.
“Thanks,” she said, using the razor along the very edge of my lips, no shaving cream this time. “Just have to tidy it all up.”
I bit my lip at the gentle pull of the razor over my skin. I couldn’t really see what she was doing, but I could feel it. When I looked down, all I saw was Kelly’s bent head, her full breasts floating in the water as she knelt between my legs. I had a sudden flash of memory-sitting on the toilet with another woman kneeling and looking at my pussy like that, eager and a little hungry.
“Now you just have to feel,” she said, looking up at me. “See if you can find any pokey spots.”
I smiled at her words, moving my fingers down over my wet mound. My clit twitched when my fingers passed it by, searching lower, exploring the newly shaved skin of my lips.
“It’s so soft,” I said in awe, even moving my fingers tentatively down past my pussy to circle my wrinkled asshole, now completely smooth, too.
“Find anything?” she asked, watching my hand exploring between my legs.
I shook my head. “No… here, you feel.”
She put her fingers next to mine, slipping them over the now-smooth surface of my skin, exploring up and down my lips. I moved my hand away, feeling her palm petting my pussy from bottom to top, tracing that path slowly again and again.
“Feel anything?” I asked, meeting her eyes.
“Do you feel anything?” she asked, her fingers slipping between my lips, moving lightly through the folds of flesh as she made another pass, and then another. It seemed as if she was lingering at the top of my mound, pressing just a little harder when she reached my clit. It made my belly clench and my pussy tingle.
“Feels good,” I admitted as she cupped my whole mound with her hand.
“You’ll probably be much more sensitive here now,” she informed me, the tips of her fingers pushing easily past my lips, into a more slippery wetness. “When I first shaved, I walked around turned-on all the time… my pussy felt so exposed…”
“Oh, Kelly,” I whispered as her fingers brushed my clit. All of this attention had my pussy lips swollen and my clit throbbing. Until she touched it, I hadn’t realized how aroused I really was.
“Still feel good?” she asked, nudging my clit with her finger.
“Yes,” I admitted, squirming on the edge of the tub. She rubbed a little faster.
“Want me to stop?” Her eyes met mine and I could see the hunger in them.
“No,” I confessed, rocking my hips against her touch. Her fingers traced slow circles around the sensitive bud at the top of my slit, spreading heat through my belly.
“Kali told me you like to be licked,” Kelly murmured.
I jumped, startled, flushing just remembering that night. “She told you?”
“Want to show me your toy?” she suggested, ignoring my question and standing up in the tub. The water fell off her body in sheets, leaving a glistening sheen on her breasts and belly, her pink nipples hardening from the temperature change.
“Ok,” I agreed.
We climbed out of the tub and dried off. Kelly pulled the ponytail out of her hair and ran her fingers through her long, red mane while I rubbed the towel between my legs, marveling at the sensation. Going back into my bedroom felt strange, my pussy completely exposed between my thighs as I walked. When I sat on the bed, my lips kissed the sheets, an entirely new sensation.
“See,” I said, pulling my hummingbird vibrator out of its hiding spot in my night table drawer.
“Mmmm,” she said, sitting next to me and reaching for it and turning it on. She pressed the pink tip to her lips. “Don’t you love the vibrating part?”
“Yes,” I replied, watching her waggle the little, pink, vibrating bird with her finger.
Leaning back on the bed, she said, “Can I try it?”
“Sure,” I replied, my eyes drawn between her legs, watching the pink gel head of the vibrator parting her smooth lips. I'd seen her naked before, but not like this-her knees spread open, working the shaft of a cock between her legs.
“Ohhh I love those little beads,” she moaned, turning the speed up as she started to fuck her pussy. I sat, fascinated, watching the cock move deeper into her flesh, my own pussy aching for attention. Her other hand was twisting the pink bud of her nipple, her eyes slipping closed in the pleasure of it.
“Will you do it?” she asked me, slowing a little, her eyes meeting mine.
“Do… what?” I breathed, my eyes slipping back down between her legs.
“The vibrator,” she said, pulling it slowly out, but not all the way. I could see her wetness on it. “So I can play with my nipples.”
I nodded, moving between her legs, kneeling there. “Tell me if it goes too deep…”
“Ok,” she murmured as I took the vibrator from her hand.
Her fingers immediately went to her nipples, squeezing and rolling them as I pushed the cock slowly between her lips, nestling that humming bird right up against her clit. Then I clicked the controls for the rolling beads up higher, and they rotated around at the opening of her pussy, making her moan.
“God that’s good,” she panted, rocking her hips. The vibrator made a wet noise as I slid it, using short, fast strokes, in and out of her pussy. “Oh, Tara… please…”
The sound of my name and her pleading cry made the ache between my legs even worse and I cupped my hand there, still surprised by the soft mound of flesh with no downy fur in the way, rubbing over my wet lips.
“Will you lick it?” she begged, her hips twisting, taking more of the fat, pink cock.
“Oh please, I want your tongue.”
My breath was coming so fast, my heart beating in my ears as I settled between her legs. I looked at it for a moment, her pussy a deep, dark pink, her clit a fat little bud at the top, the hummingbird kissing it. I wanted to kiss it.
When I started to remove the vibrator, Kelly grabbed my hand. “No, wait… just turn it.”
She showed me, twisting the cock inside of her, so the hummingbird was now pointing toward the bed, its rubbery nose tickling her asshole.
“Does that feel good?” I whispered, nudging it a little further, deeper, making her moan.