Our liberating holiday – part 1

Alice and I had holidayed together for several years, twice a year we would go to Europe somewhere for a week to catch the sun as neither of our partners enjoyed the heat. We both had hectic jobs and appreciated the relaxation that a girlie holiday could offer.

I was a tall brunette, good bones, large bust, I guess you’d call me Amazonian in body structure. Alice was petite, very fair, with a lovely set of boobs but very fine and dainty. We always had a laugh together, relaxed in our own skins and comfortable to be together, often sleeping in the same room sharing the bathroom, we were both in our mid thirties been around in the world long enough to be comfortable with ourselves. We normally sought a European style self-catering apartment, the usual lounge area, combined toilet/bathroom with a large bedroom with twin beds. Holidaying, particularly favouring Greece, the apartments were basic and clean, our normal routine was breakfast, topless sunbathing on the beach all day, an evening meal at a local eatery, back to the apartment to read our books and then to bed to start the routine the next day as before.

This year we decided to try a different island, this one seemed less commercial, I had read somewhere that it was renowned for its nudist beaches, at the time I had mused to myself that that might be fun to try. I picked her up from her home and we chatted and babbled together all the way to the airport, the flight and the taxi to the resort. We had a very easy friendship and enjoyed each other’s company.The heat hit us as we came off the plane, that wonderful balmy temperature which was a refreshing change from the early damp summer of the England we had left behind. We arrived at our apartment late in the evening, a nice clean apartment with a large open plan wetroom/bathroom and a large bedroom complete with two double beds.

We unpacked our suitcases, ventured out to the nearest restaurant to eat a quick meal and then back to the apartment to strip off and lay under the cover of cool cotton sheets looking forward to our full first day of our holiday and soon dropped off to sleep.The next morning I was raring to go and as Alice still seemed to be asleep, I dived into the bathroom to shower and shave all my bits as I hadn’t had time to have the full wax treatment prior to leaving due to work commitments. I was busy in the shower area shaving the small amount of hair stubble which had grown over my pussy when Alice walked in chattering away. I continued to slide the razor up, over my high inner thighs, labia and pubic bone area with my leg alternately up on the shower stool to get better access to those hard to reach places.

Alice’s banter I noticed seemed to come to a sliding stop so I looked up to see why and found her staring intently at my pussy which was now stubble free. She suddenly realised I had caught her looking, blushed and then quietly asked me,

‘Why do you shave down there?’

I explained, ‘Normally I wax but I hadn’t had time so was shaving.’

‘I don’t mean that, I wondered why you actually liked to be bald down there.’

I had always been a direct kind of girl so told her,

‘I like it hairless and it is more sensitive.’

She cast her eyes back down to my pussy and I couldn’t resist asking or perhaps I meant to dare her,

‘Do you wanted to feel it?’

She stepped forward and softly touched my pubic area with her fingertips, it took all my concentration not to gasp at the electric shock that went through me when her fingers came in contact with my skin. With my leg still up on the stool, she shocked me further by sliding her finger tips between my legs touching the skin on the outside of my labia. Crikey I nearly came on the spot with the delicious feelings her actions created!nShe drew her hand away then said in a whisper,

‘I’d like to shave mine.’

Straightaway I laughed wanting to steer away from the intensity of the situation and said,

‘Why not? Help yourself to my razor and gel, I’m happy to share.’

Biting her bottom lip she told me.

‘I want you to do it.’

My skin instantly prickled into goose bumps. Although happily married, I had had many girl on girl fantasies, found myself easily turned on by lesbian porn and could not deny that I had masturbated on more than one occasion imagining Alice being the one to bring me to orgasm. Well every girl needs some off the wall fantasies sometimes don’t they? I nodded that I would do it for her, not wanting to frighten her by appearing too keen,

‘Strip off your robe.’

She stripped off, placing her robe on the vanity unit and came to stand about a foot in front of me. Oh god, she was so close, I flexed my fingers by my sides nearly overcome with the need to stroke her tits, my own boobs tightened and pebbled into hard knots screaming at me to pinch and twist them in my fingers. Quickly dropping to one knee as I said,

‘Let’s have a look.’

Desperately avoiding eye contact, I was then faced with her pussy covered in a light dusting of fair hair, I couldn’t resist stroking it with the back of my fingers and softly murmuring,

‘You don’t have much to shave off but if it’s what you want…..’

I reached for the shave gel and explained,

‘This is a clear non foaming gel I prefer to use, as it enables me to see where I am shaving but allows the razor to glide over such sensitive areas without any aggravation to the skin.’

Squirting some into my hand, I smoothed it first onto her pubic area then applied some more between her legs letting my fingers slide between her pussy lips. Although I had always had girlie fantasies, I had never actually felt another woman’s pussy, it was so soft, the gel letting my fingers slide backwards and forwards over her folds.