Date: Sat, 26 Apr 2003 17:28:53 EDT
From: Lacey
Subject: Lacey's World 9: Lacey's Devon Holiday

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
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British Summer Time. If I am not, then try again another night, they are
very friendly in there!