Date: Thu, 9 Nov 2006 16:06:11 +1100 (EST) From: erica milligan Subject: OUR FEW DAYS AWAY This story is the property of Erica Mulligan and it has been written for my own entertainment but I've decided to ask NIFTY to publish it on their site. Be aware that the story is about LESBIAN sex between a woman and two younger women and it's quite raunchy. If you don't like stories of this type then it's suggested that you leave this site immediately. This invitation to leave also applies if you are below the legal age in whatever jurisdiction you find yourself. If you wish, you may download the story for you own entertainment and you may even forward the story to friends always bearing in mind that it should not be published in any journal or publication that is published for the sake of profit. If you have any comments to offer that may improve my stories or you have any ideas that may provide the "core" for a story please contact me. I promise that if you contact me with ideas or any other comments about my story or stories I will do my best to answer all messages. My address is:- Erica_muggs@yahoo.com.au 9th of November 2006-11-09 The story is entitled:- OUR FEW DAYS AWAY I've decided that Madeline and I should go away for a few days together. Now that we're lovers I think we need time together to consolidate our positions. That means, as far as I'm concerned, that she recognises that I'm prepared to submit to her and that she is the dominant partner in our romance, if that's what it can be called. I haven't asked her opinion as yet and I'm very nervous about it in case she rejects my idea but I think that if we were to spend a little time together, meaning twenty four hours a day, we'd really know whether we're compatible rather than just satisfactory lovers. So, I've sounded out several hotels situated some hundreds of miles from here so that we won't be seen by people who may know either one of us. I've got some details of accommodation that's likely to be available at the time I want it, very nice private rooms that are separate from the main buildings and, although I haven't made a firm booking they've promised to hold the rooms until such time as I get back to them provided that it's within a reasonable time. Now, all I've got to do is consult Madeline and that's the part that's got me nervous. It's Thursday evening and I've already spoken to Florence, her mother, about going over to their house to see Madeline, it's all OK and Florence has invited me to dinner. I've not got too dressed up, just one of my normal skirts and blouses, yes, showing a little of my breasts, but I think Madeline will be pleased to see what's on show. I arrived dead on the dot of seven o'clock and Florence opens the door for me telling me that Madeline is in her room getting ready and it will be OK for me to go up there. This is where I really start to get nervous, will she be in a loving mood or will she be "off hand" with me, she sometimes is and I'm not sure whether this is to let me know that she's the boss here not me. I knock on the bedroom door and she calls come in darling and as I open the door she's stood in front of me dressed entirely in black. She looks an absolute vision although I'm not sure that I like her lipstick, far too "gothic" for me, it's black and shiny, perhaps she's put gloss over the lipstick. However, when she holds her arms out to me I don't hesitate to go to her and let her fold me in her arms and kiss me. I don't know how it's possible for this girl to have such a hold on me but she has. I respond to her kiss and sigh, when I sigh my breasts rise against her chest and when I exhale the reverse happens, she can certainly feel my sigh against her own breasts and I'm delighted that her arms are even tighter around me now. So, we separate and she takes my hands and leads me to sit on the edge of the bed. What's special about tonight she asked me and she must be able to see that I'm scared about asking her the question that I need to ask. There's only one way to ask and that's to come right out with it so I said would you come away with me for a few days Madeline? It will give us a chance to get to know each other more intimately because I want this `affair" to continue for as long as possible and the only way that I can see that happening is for you to discover what kind of a lover and partner I am. Damn, she's got that damned smile on her face again, you know, the one that says "so you're admitting that you're in love with me and you want me on a permanent basis". She didn't answer immediately so I'm just about on the verge of breaking into tears thinking that she's rejecting me when she takes me by the arm, pulls me off the bed and pushes me against the wall, one of my favourite positions for sex. I'm going to fuck you she said and you know it don't you? But you'll have to wait until after dinner, Florence has worked very hard getting dinner ready, she's expected something special like this happening. With that she kissed me again, slipped her hand inside my blouse, pushed her thigh against my crotch and then pulled away once she'd got me aroused, what a tease. She got me to wipe the black lipstick off her lips and apply something more reasonable which in her case was one of my favourite colours, a deep red that suited her colouring beautifully. We clattered down the stairs laughing and giggling like a coupe of teenage school girls and when she pushed open the dining room door there were candles on the table and the draught that had come through the door with us made them flicker, just so romantic. Florence had dressed in something a little nicer than her cooking outfit but she went to leave the room when we entered, that is until I asked her where she was going. She'd been going to eat in the kitchen because she'd guessed that something special was happening between Madeline and I. We stopped her from leaving the room because as Madeline said there was nothing she didn't know about us that necessitated her leaving the room and just to prove it she gave me her tongue in my mouth so Florence could quite clearly see it and then she slid her hand inside my blouse and lifted my bare breast out so that it was on view for both of them to see. I don't know whether it was Madeline having the audacity to lift my breast out or whether it was the thought that Florence had been looking at us but my nipples were hard and very erect and frankly desperate for somebody to suck and kiss them. But, Madeline put my breast back inside my blouse and told Florence to serve the dinner. She'd moved the chairs round the table so that we were to be sat close together with me in the middle. Madeline put a napkin across my breasts tucking it in the neckline and helping it even further down with her hands, applying a little pressure on my breasts. Whilst we ate both of the women were looking at me and Florence was enjoying a glass of wine or two and I noticed that Madeline also had at least one glass, perhaps it was to help them relax. In between courses I got kisses from both of them as they seemed to take it in turns to fetch the next course from the kitchen. Obviously, I was enjoying Madeline's kisses and in the event that Madeline took herself off to the kitchen I enjoyed the little kisses from Florence but of course those little kisses turned out to be full-blooded kisses with her tongue claiming the territory of my mouth. I have no doubt that Madeline knew what was happening because when she returned to the dining room there was a knowing little smile on her face. I wondered how she knew but apparently Florence was wearing some cheap lipstick that came off when we kissed, I suspected that this was a "put up" situation but I didn't really have any proof until such time as Florence gave Madeline a kiss on the mouth and I saw the lipstick mark it left. I wondered if I was going to get any private time with Madeline so I could make my proposal to her but we moved from the dining room to the lounge room where we occupied a very nice leather lounge with three seats and a sort of return at the end that formed a right angle to the main seats. Madeline patted her lap for me to put my head on it and as I did her hand went immediately to my breast and took it out for both of them to look at. Whilst I'd been with Florence before, you'll recall the first time I'd met her Madeline had made love to both of us before making Florence make love to me too. So, I guess it was not unexpected that Florence wouldn't turn away when she saw my bare breasts. It was Florence that got up an turned off the overhead light just leaving a couple of table lamps around the room still lit and when she came back she sat even closer than she'd sat before. Rather than touching me, she'd reached over and kissed Madeline, I'm still not sure whether I should be disgusted seeing a mother and daughter kissing like that or whether, and perhaps this is nearer the truth, I was very jealous of them, why couldn't they pay attention to me? As you may have guessed, by now I was very horny and my panties were quite close to being dripping wet, I wanted somebody to take care of me and no sooner had I thought that than Florence's hand was pushing my skirt up my legs towards my crotch eventually exposing my pretty white panties. I wondered if they could see how wet they were, the reality of the situation was that it was entirely unavoidable, they were really soaked. At this point Madeline stood up, took my hand and pulled me to my feet and proceeded to lead me up the stairs to her bedroom. Florence didn't follow us and I wondered, in view of what had happened before, whether she would follow later. When we entered Madeline's bedroom she didn't bother shutting the door but I didn't give it much thought at the time because she was leading me to the bed and we all know what happens on beds don't we? I wasn't wrong in my assumption, she'd kissed me and laid me down on the edge of the bed before kneeling before me. Once she'd apparently made herself comfortable she lifted my skirt and sat looking, for a moment, at my crotch with it's covering of pretty white panties then she leaned forward and laid her lips on the mound where my pussy was showing through the panties. Such tormenting kisses, just barely touching my mound, the girl seems to be an expert at teasing me but her lips were joined by her hand which she laid on me with the flat of her palm stroking me ever so gently and as usual when I tried to lift myself to increase the pressure she'd lifted her hand to reduce whatever pressure increase had occurred when I lifted myself to meet her. Now, I was in that condition where I needed her to be more aggressive with me and kiss me with her tongue so I'd reached out for her hand in an endeavour to pull her to me but she wasn't following my dictates and her hands were now caressing my bottom or at least as far as she could get with me on the edge of the bed. Eventually however, she'd climbed onto the bed with me and her mouth was completely covering mine so that she could suck my lips entirely inside her mouth. It was a little painful as my mouth formed itself into a shape that it wouldn't normally have taken but when I made any sign of being stressed she just sucked even harder so that I had to desist from struggling. Whereupon she stopped sucking me and let her tongue force it's way into my mouth exploring it's entirety and trying to push it as close to my throat as possible. I'd started to gag by this time so she pulled her mouth away from mine saying Erica, you should know by now that I'm the leader here, you're the woman that gets fucked, OK? I had to admit that she was right, I was the woman that came to get fucked and however she did it was almost certainly OK with me. OK now? Yes darling! I knew I'd met my mistress and it was inevitable that I'd follow her instructions. That being the case she settled to really take me where she wanted me, was that heaven or paradise. Her lips were caressing my face and lips and frequently, pushing their way inside my mouth so I could suck her lips, we both enjoyed that. More attention to the kisses came from her as she again entered my mouth, not forcibly but so gently that it was like sucking silk. I took her tongue further into my mouth trying desperately to get even more inside but eventually you have to admit that a tongue is only so long and no matter how hard as I was sucking I couldn't get any more in me. Now, she given my mouth peace and moved to my breasts, which you recall she'd played with before, and her soft lips started their gentle sucking for a little while which generally extends my nipples quite nicely and makes them even nicer to suck because of their extra length. I can't stand too much of this on one breast so I pushed her head over my chest to the other one only to be told, again, who's in charge here, and she continued to suck on the left breast. Eventually, however, she did relinquish my left nipple and moved to my right one repeating the same treatment that the left one had been subjected too. At the same time I was stroking my left nipple, my excuse being that I was trying to relieve the pain she'd inflicted on me, the truth was that she'd got it so aroused that I wanted to play with it myself. She's really very good at sucking my nipples but now I wanted both of them to play with so I told her that I couldn't take any more for the time being and I put my hand on her head and pushed her down to my wet pussy that had been waiting far too long for attention. As you can guess, and you can tell from my previous stories, I tend to make a lot of fluid in and around my pussy and this evening was no exception, I was really very wet by now and I hoped she'd enjoy all the fluid that was there for her to drink from me. Her mouth moved over my mound covering it entirely so that when she sucked my entire pussy mound tried to enter her mouth, the opposite, of course, happened when she relieved the pressure and it was almost as though my pussy lips rushed back to rejoin my body. Too much of this and too many fingers in my pussy and I'd be lifting myself off the bed as though I was levitating but that was of no concern to Madeline and she continued to run her tongue along the outside of my lips and then, when least expected, her stiffened tongue would plunge into my opening starting to circle round the inside of me bringing me to the stage where I was ready to beg for her to make me ".cum". When I did eventually "cum" it was like Niagara Falls, there seemed to be so much fluid leaving my pussy and my hips left the bed and I think, although not sure, that I screamed in agony because it felt as though my insides were leaving my body. Eventually, I did collapse back onto the bed, and shortly fell asleep in her arms. I have no idea how long I slept but I woke to find Madeline and Florence in a very hot embrace and just watching them, a mother and daughter, having sex with each other was very exhilarating. But, as you know, I came over here to ask Madeline and if necessary, her mother, whether we could go away together for a few days because I wanted us to know each other much better. Madeline noticed that I was awake so she pulled me over to where she and her mother were lay and both of them kissed me. I think this is going to be another of those nights where both of them make love to me and after that little session with Madeline alone I'm sure that I'm ready for it. if you've never been loved by two very tender women then you've missed a treat because they were prepared to share me in every way and whilst Florence was concentrating on my upper body, meaning my face and breasts, Madeline concentrated on my lower body and she'd inserted her fingers in both my pussy and my anus. The gentle rhythm of her entering and almost leaving both orifices was again bringing me to orgasm and when she again added her mouth to the formula then I knew I wasn't far away from my orgasm. When she realised how close I was to my orgasm Florence increased the pressure of her lips on my nipples and it was almost as though a breast pump had been applied to me at full pressure. Here it comes, on dear, I am screaming as both of them increase the speed and intensity of what they're doing to me. Now, both of them are trying to get down far enough to catch some of my `cum" in their mouths but, unfortunately for them, my body comes so far off the mattress that it all squirts in their hair and on their faces. I don't care because after several minutes of orgasm I'm still not settled down, my nerves are still jumping, but when I open my eyes and look at them I have to laugh, they look like the proverbial drowned rats, cum is dripping from Florence's eyelids and Madeline's face is smeared with my `cum", do I care, not on your life, I'm both exhausted and exhilarated. I didn't get to ask Madeline if she'd go away with me did I? Never mind, perhaps if I come back next week I can ask her then.