(c) Copyright - Lady Donair July 2003
The call had finally came in and Lacey was to meet the man on the following Friday night. She was to be prepared to present herself and she would be expected to accompany him on a 4 day get away. Mr. Gray is who she was to ask for. The week that followed seemed to take an age to come to an end. Her excitement and fear was more then she could possibly contain. She spent hours hovering over the books and magazines trying to look for the smallest nuances. She got on the internet and joined sites that were created to help instruct. Lacey had done as much as she could to prepare for Mr. Gray and for the Friday to come.
"Let her wait" was the thought going through Jackson's head.
Lacey was moaning more with each second and had began to move her hips against his crotch feeling his rising need as well. Just as she was about to come, Jackson backed away and went to the kneeling girl. He touched her head and she looked up at him with big brown eyes, and he gave only a simple nod. She stood and followed him back to Lacey. He took both ladies hands and led them to the rug in front of the fire. He pushed them to their knees in front of him and stepped back to sit on the couch that he had been on when Lacey had entered the room. Lacey felt herself begin to panic and started to move towards Jackson, but with a shake of his head she knew what he wanted. He wanted to watch the two of them together. He wanted to see their mouths, their tongues, their legs, and their sex. She turned to the ivory skin and dark eyes and felt a twinge in her stomach. She had never done this but for the first time, she found herself wanting to. Wanting to more than anything. The dark head was looking down to the ground. Lacey began to run her fingers through her hair and it felt heavier than she thought it would. Then she allowed her hands to run down her neck touching that oriental silk. The texture was a new sensation. It wasn't one of those cheap prints, it was embroidered with gold thread. Each design had a feeling and the feel of the silk was so soft in contrast. Lacey began to pull the hook and eye clasps open to show the skin that lay beneath. At last she got to the point that the girl had to stand to allow Lacey to finish unbuttoning the dress. She stood there in a bra and panty set that almost perfectly matched the red in the silk dress. Lacey stood up with the girl and began to undress herself as the Ivory stood and watched. The green fell to the ground, the black tank pulled up over her head, and the leather slid off her hips leaving her standing in her black bra and T-back and knee high leather boots. Lacey didn't usually take control of situations, but Ivory was obviously unable to take any steps without direction given or someone else in control. Lacey's nails ran along the length of body, stopping to touch and caress the most tender places. Ivory's breath had become shallow and her eyes were shut to feel her body being explored. Lacey had never felt such soft skin. A man's skin is textured with hair and calluses. Ivory's skin was so opposite. Lacey wanted to feel the girls breast and to see if her nipples would react to her touch. She helped Ivory remove the bra, but when Ivory went to help her she stopped her.
"I want to see you. I want to give you pleasure. Would you like that?"
The girl nodded, and Lacey looked to Mr. Grey for approval as well and with his nod of approval she continued by helping Ivory step out of her red panties. The contrast between the color of the skin and fabric made Lacey take in a deep breath, the beauty of her was almost overwhelming. The girl was naked, standing in the middle of the room, under the expecting eyes of Jackson and Lacey and her breath was labored as if scared.
"I want you to lay down on the rug with your hands behind your back. You are not allowed to touch me, I want you to feel it all, with out any worry of me. I want to taste you and touch you, and I want you to do nothing but feel."
Ivory did as she was asked and lay down on the rug. Lacey straddled one leg, placing a knee outside and the other knee was pressed up against her sex. She held herself up on her arms as she kissed the girl on the mouth pushing her tongue into her mouth. Ivory opened up and kissed her back. Lacey's tongue traced the line of her neck to her breasts. Just a minute ago she had wanted to touch those breast with her hands, but now it just didn't seem like enough. She placed her mouth on her nipple and kissed it gently, than began to suck. Ivory's nipple rose to meet her tongue and Lacey used her teeth to gently rake against the sensitive skin. Ivory arched her back and breath out loudly, Lacey knew she was enjoying herself. Lacey moved to the other breast and done the same but kept simulation with her hands and Ivory moaned and went to touch Lacey's head.
"Do you enjoy what you are feeling?" Ivory nodded yes, "Do you want me to continue?" again Yes was answered, "Then you need to put your hands behind your back or I will quit." Ivory's eyes looked down at Lacey while she slid her hands back behind her back.
Lacey bit lightly on the skin near her belly and then lick it then blowing on the wet skin driving tingling sensations through her body, warm to cold back and forth as she worked her way down to the dark parch between her legs. Ivory kept it well trimmed and it smelled of perfume. Lacey laid her head on the top of Ivory's thigh and let her fingers feel the softness that lay between her legs. Lacey used her finger to penetrate her and licked around the lips avoiding the clit altogether, wanting to make it last as long as she could. Ivory had been laying still, but now she was moving with each slide of the fingers. Lacey watched as the girl moaned and moved wanted more, she was taking pride in the fact that she was causing this girl to react so extremely under touch. Ivory began to beg to feel Lacey's tongue. Lacey laughed to herself, she had never dreamed that she could do this another woman. She had never thought she would enjoy making a woman cry from pleasure and hear them beg for more, but that was exactly what Ivory was doing. Lacey wanted to push her over that edge. She put her head into the soft hair and she could smell the perfume, but she could taste the salt of sex. Lacey inserted a second finger and began to suck on her clit. She used her tongue to push the hood back exposing it even more. Ivory no longer was laying on her hands. Lacey hadn't noticed Jackson cross the room, but he had her hands pinned above her head stimulating her breasts again while Lacey worked her into a frenzy. Ivory screamed as she climaxed. Lacey tried best she could to hold on, but was surprised by the strength in the girl's body as she moved with climax. Lacey looked at Ivory's naked body and the light glistened off the sweat that covered it. A deep satisfaction came over Lacey knowing she had done that, she had taken that girl to a place of complete ease.