Lacey's World Chapter Nine.
Devon Holiday.
This week I am down in Devon, in a little seaside village between Dartmouth and Plymouth. To say where it actually is would not be right, or helpful to my friends who have invited me to stay with them. Two twenty-six year old lesbians, they live together in a lovely olde worlde cottage with a thatched roof, and I have known them for about four years. I shall call them Beth and Cath, again respecting their privacy. We met in an Art Gallery in London. They were young and making loud and rude comments about a set of ghastly pictures, and I joined them, much to the disgust of the painter, who was there in the Gallery, and I think wished there was a hole he could shrink into. We ended up having a boozy late lunch in a Bistro I knew nearby and they came to see me dance later that night. They ended up in my flat having missed their train and we had 'a bit of a romp'. They were to become quite quickly wealthy by doing the interior design and supply for several influential people in London and out in the Counties, but when we first met they were at University together.
It was Easter Friday, 2003, and in the previous weeks I had been down with a cold and flu. On that day I just felt low in spirits. My partner, Angie, was staying with her Mum for a few days and I was all alone. My phone rang and Beth's voice trilled in my ear. We talked for the best part of an hour about everything under the sun, and then Beth asked if I wanted to drive down and stay for the rest of Easter to cheer me up. I said I would ring her back, and contacted my Agent. It was she who suggested I make a break of it, and cleared my diary for the whole week. Ringing back I got Cath who bubbled excitement at my being able to stay longer than the weekend. So I simply packed a few things to wear, and the odd toy to amuse, and jumped in my car. In a few minutes I was on the motorway heading west to Devon.
The drive takes about six hours and I arrived in time for dinner. They knew I would be tired and so Cath had cooked a lovely beef-in-beer stew topped with chunky scones. Add to that lovely fresh, steamed vegetables and I was in heaven. We sat at the table eating, and drinking Californian Red, and suddenly it was almost eleven at night. Beth took my two bags and we went upstairs. We passed two doors on the landing and came to the one at the end. She barged the door open and showed me in. I was greeted with the sight of an enormous four posted bed, with an embroidered canopy. It was dwarfed however, by the sheer size of the room. Compared to this, my flat was the size of the broom cupboard. She swung the cases on the blanket box at the end of the bed and said," Well, what do you think?"
I was flabberghasted, and told her so. "We like it," she said looking round at the lovely old english carved furnishings, and out through the tiny leaded windows. "There's a bathroom and shower through there," she said pointing, "And you can hang anything in there," now pointing to a cupboard on legs. "There should be room." She then left and I emptied my cases into the drawers and cupboards. Both Beth and Caths things were in them too, but there was plenty of space for my few things. Looking in the bedside table drawers and little locker I found a collection of toys, and felt almost guilty that I had found them. I went downstairs again and they were just finishing the washing up. We sat with freshly filtered coffee next to the open fire that they had lit that afternoon. The glowing embers casting a dancing pattern that was almost hypnotic to look into. We each sipped our Cointreau with our coffees, whilst catching up on gossip and tales, and all too soon Cath looked at Beth and said it was time for bed.
I followed Cath up the stairs, with Beth following behind, turning out lights. Cath went down the landing to the end and into the big room. I followed and Beth entered behind me. "Will you want a shower before bed?" asked Beth, starting to take her clothes off. I smiled and said "Yes, I suppose so," and turned to see Cath disrobing as well. "Good, we'll join you," she said. "Yes but...." I started. "Oh the bed's big enough for three easily, so we thought you would like to sleep with us," said Beth. The scales dropped from my eyes as I realised that this was their bedroom normally, which was why their clothes were here. I was out of my travelling clothes and into the shower with them before you could say "snap".
As soon as I stepped into their enormous tiled shower, Cath took a large handful of shower gel and started to wash my neck and shoulders. Beth stood infront of me, with her hands cupping more gel. She reached forward and planted them firmly on my breasts and massaged them, then took a step forward and kissed me, her tongue pushing gently into my mouth. Cath stepped to be behind me, and I felt her slippery hand slide between my arse cheeks and down under me, sliding past my vagina entrance and finishing with a finger on my clit. I embraced Beth, as we swappped kiss for kiss, and luxuriated in the warmth of the fire that Cath was busily starting. This continued for some moments, with Cath kissing my neck and shoulders whilst fingering me, and Beth tonsil wrestling me until I had to come up for air. We all moved under the full force of the warm shower, and they washed off all the soap.
"Do you give this kind of Hospitality to all your house guests?" I asked as Beth fingered the soap out of my clean, waxed bare, puss.
"We dont get many visitors here," replied Cath, washing her ample breasts under the shower, "in fact we have been here a year, and you are our first guest to stay the night." "Yes," gushed Beth, "we've always wanted to ask you to stay since that day we met in the Gallery, but we've never had a place really." She turned off the shower and walked dripping out of the room, leaving me with Cath who simply smiled and then hugged me, ending in a gentle, lip nibbling kiss. We broke when Beth called us to get dry with the towels she had taken out. Cath held my hand and led me out to where Beth stood with gigantic white bath sheets that completely engulfed us. With the energy of the young, Cath jumped onto the bed and then patted the middle of it, encouraging me to join her. I then jumped up and Beth came onto the bed too. Sandwiched between them I was rubbed dry on both sides by their energetic hands. Then they flung off their towels, pulled mine off, and rolled the eiderdown and sheets under us, so we could get into the warmed bed. Under their skillful hands I was lain on my back and they then proceeded to kiss everything of mine that came under their individual reach. The bedclothes were soon kicked back as they moved further south, having licked, kissed and sucked my breasts, neck face, mouth, ears, even my hair. Leaving a hand to each of my breasts I felt them kissing my flat stomach and then my pussy. I lifted my knees and opened them wide. A hand on each leg mirrored their actions as they stroked the inside of my thighs, stroking up and down, each time reaching higher and higher until they stroked my open lips. Beth then concentrated on my clit and cunt, whilst Cath reached over to the bedside table and, having lubricated her fingers and hand, rolled back and her fingers went to my anus. Beth had no need for lubrication, I was bubbling cream as always. Her fingers drifted up and down my slot, brushing the entrance to my vagina, then up to stroke across my erect clit. I held my hands either side of the puss, holding the swollen lips open, and my clit stood proud, waiting for the next attack. Meanwhile Cath had slipped two of her fingers up into my ring and was gently finger fucking me as she worked her own slot with her other hand. I just lay there and let it all happen. Breast, clit, cunt and ass all being stimulated at once. I was in seventh heaven and I told them so. Beth reached up and planted a kiss on my mouth as she worked on me. "We love you Lacey. We always have, from the first moment we met you," she whispered, " and we have often talked about what we would do if you came here." I smiled and said, "I though this was a bit organised." Her kiss silenced me and Cath said, "And you are down here for a whole week.............enjoy!" And we all started laughing.
Cath extracted her hand and rolled to sit on the side of the bed. From the bedside cabinet she fished out some of the toys I had seen in there earlier. "We dont have as many as you do on your shelves but we would love you to pick a few," she asked. I shuffled down to the end of the bed and stood on the carpet, bent down and lifted my case onto the bed. Clicking open the catches I opened the case to show about twenty assorted strap-ons, vibrators, and dildoes. "I thought these may come in handy" I said. Beth laughed and looked me straight in the eye."And you though we were a bit organised!" She shuffled down the bed and started taking each one out to admire it, working this vibrator up and down between her tits, or holding that strap-on and sucking its knob end, whacking the bed with a long double dong, or holding up a fat butt plug and pantomiming a hurt whince.
"What would you like Lacey?" asked Cath. I held up two strap-ons and gave one to each of them. They both imediately climbed into the webbing, and cinched them up, whilst I went back into the bathroom to give myself an anal douche. When I returned a couple of minutes later I told them, "Now I want you behind me," I said to Cath, recognising that she had a healthy interest in my rear, "and you infront," to Beth. Then I lay on my left side on the bed and waited for them to take their positions. Cath had lubed her 6 inch, black, cock-like dildo with plenty of KY and wanked it, feeling all the veins and the big flared rim of the cock head. Beth had ran some lube over her pink coloured prong. It was cover in tiny little spikes and was about 8 inches long. I held my hands to my nipples and gently squeezed the teats between my fingers and thumbs. I felt the bed dip a bit behind me as Cath wriggled into position. Then I felt the cock between my ass cheeks. I reached over and held my cheek up, to let her get in easily. The cock head slid up to my ring and then Cath wriggled in a bit closed. I felt her hand on my hip so I took my arm away and my hand back to squeezing and rubbing my breast. I bent my knees slightly and concentrated on relaxing that one muscle. She put pressure on the cock head, and I felt it start to invade my ass. Suddenly the head was in and she stopped for 30 seconds, before pushing the invader all the way slowly into my guts. There she stopped to let Beth get into my cunt. I straightened my legs and Beth lay close to me. She kissed me and put her hand on my pussy to get her bearings. Then she guided the tip of her prong to my wet opening and with a push of her hips, sent it in and up my love sleeve.
With Cath's hands on my shoulders, and Beth's on my hip, they started to thrust in unison. As I lay there I could feel the spikes on Beth's strap-on dildo scraping at my insides, but more especially just inside my tunnel and on my puffy lips, whilst Cath's enlarged, flared cockhead rim ran up and down my colon, and the hard, raised veins on the black plastic cock in my ass rippled past my sphincter muscle of my arse. And they were both long thrusting, pushing their monsters in to the hilt and pulling them almost out, so that I had the maximum enjoyment from both. I lay there squeezing and massaging my tits at first, but then I put a hand down to my erect clit and began to let it slip back and forth through two fingers, stimulating it almost to the threshold of pain. I could feel Cath's hot breath on my back as she worked her toy in and out of me, dragging herself in by pullling on my shoulders. Each inward stroke accompanied by a grunt or a "Yesss", whilst Beth was giving a "Uh hah" or "Mmm hmm" as she pushed and pulled her dildo in and out.
I squeezed out a "Faster" to them and they speeded up. I could feel my orgasm rushing towards me, like a sandstorm, blanking out everything but a roaring in my ears and the scraping sensations in my cunt and bowels. "Oh Yes, yes, yes, do it hard, yes!" I urged them on towards that wall of pain and pleasure. Their thrustings became more aggressive, and my left hip on the bed began to be scraped across the bedding towards one then the other as they bottomed out in me. I could feel my ass getting a bit sore but I loved the feeling of the cock pistoning in and out of me. I looked at Beth and she was quite red in the face and sweating with the continued exertion. Our eyes met and we part smiled part grimaced at each other. I nodded to her and she renewed her thrustings, going really hard and deep, her strap-on front plate bashing against my knuckles as I frigged my clit furiously.
Then I began to cum. I started to wail as I orgasmed, the sound starting deep inside me, getting louder and higher pitched as the waves flowed over me, the primordial note jerking as first one then the other pushed with all their might into me. I was spasming like a rag doll being shaken. Beth and Cath started thrusting and holding themselves up and hard in me, as though they were males cumming inside me. This change in rhythm sent new waves crashing and another set of orgasms flickered through me. I felt a red wave flow over me. My eyes closed and all sense of sound ceased. I was floating there, just aware of them pulling out of me. I was being rolled onto my back and I could do nothing to help. My bum and my cunt felt on fire, and my face and hair was running with sweat. I felt a hand wipe across my forehead, taking my hair out of my eyes. I opened them and tried to focus on the pattern in front of me. I realised it was the embroidered canopy. I turned my head to the right and focussed on Cath, a smiling, sweaty, laughing Cath, a kneeling on the bed Cath waving her cock from side to side. With an effort I rolled my head to the left. There was Beth, wiping her chin and face with the back of her hand, standing on the carpet, with her hand wrapped round the pink prong, savouring the feeling of the little prickles. Reality came suddenly, and I realised that my ass was not just feeling hot, but definitely well used. I squeezed my sphincter to make sure it was closed, twitching it a couple of times, then I sat up on my elbows and looked at both of them again. I could now hear them whooping and laughing, cursing with joy at finally double fucking me, something they had wanted to do ever since we had slept together in my flat, so long ago.
I remember how, that night almost four years previous, we had sat talking after we had fucked and sucked, licked and slid. They were studying art & design or whatever the course was called, and I said to go for it as a couple. Already they had ideas as to what they wanted to do, but they thought it was pie-in-the-sky. I told them that they could never achieve anything if they did not have a dream to aim for. Apparently that next day they went to their Tutor and set down their game plan for the rest of their time at University, and he agreed. They passed out as firsts in their years, and left with the promise of work from several big names. They decided to work for themselves and to design and have made the furniture they wanted. Word passed about and they really never looked back.
And now I was with these two young crazy lesbians, sitting up on their enormous four posted bed, smarting from the fucking they had just given me. And I had the rest of the week to go...
Isn't life wonderful sometimes?
If you want to chat with Lacey, you can meet her in #niftygirls, the all girl chatroom at http://www.nevernet.net/nifty/niftygirls.htm or use irc.nevernet.net #niftygirls. I am often there at around midnight or later, British Summer Time. If I am not, then try again another night, they are very friendly in there!