Risque Pleasures

by Powers, Roxanne

  Serena loved the sophistication of it all. Her family were simple people whose idea of entertaining was barbecues and beer. Sometimes that was just fine, perfect even. Then as she got older her friends thought that the ultimate in glamour was red wine. It was served before dinner, during dinner and after dinner. Most of the time the palate became so drenched and deadened by the time dinner got served that they could not taste what they were eating which ended up with the guys ordering the spiciest possible foods in order for some flavor to punch its way through the alcohol numbed taste buds. Not here in Christine’s house.

  “Your home is just beautiful.”

  “Thank you Serena,” the couple said in unison.

  “No it is not just a compliment. I studied design for five years and it is still my passion. Your home, the placement of the furniture, your choice of colors, you have created an ambience that is so restful but invigorating at the same time. Yet your work environment is so oppressive.” Oops! She had said it. She held her breath and looked down so they wouldn’t see her try to work out how to repair her verbal damage. She had only spoken the truth, the relaxed environment had drawn it out of her. She decided to just face it. “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to be so forward.”

  “Please don’t apologize. It’s true. The offices could use a refurb and there is some budget for it but it so small that I don’t think any of the designers in town would waste their time on it. Unless…”

  Serena held her breath. She knew it had to come from Christine. “Unless, well you just said you have done design, and it was obvious enough that you needed to comment on it. How about you look around and give me your thoughts and ideas on what should be done. Put forward a proposal. If I like your ideas and they fit the budget, we will do them.”

  Serena gulped her martini down. “Really?”

  “Yes, really. Now come on, let’s go to the restaurant.”

  Over dinner Serena was impressed to notice that both Christine and John drank water in between glasses of wine. She knew that was how the Europeans drank. Serena recalled the many times she would be at dinner with friends where they would just drink and drink and keep on drinking as their words become slurred and they began to slump around barely capable of staying upright even while they were seated. Mick even got too drunk to fuck. What a waste. Or he would try to fuck her but just ended up humping her for what seemed like hours on end with no finesse, no passion, just endless banging until he collapsed.

  The dinner was perfect. The food was good, the company and the conversation was good. It was all over too soon.

  “This was lovely. Thank you for a wonderful evening, I really had a wonderful time.” Serena got her car keys out of her bag as they stood in front of the town house. John extended his arm around Serena’s shoulders, “Oh it’s still early. Come in for coffee.” John shot his wife a quizzical look to search for approval. He got it when she smiled at him and nodded imperceptibly. John was no fool. When Christine asked if was okay with him that she invite a girl from work to join them as the new restaurant, he knew she was up to something. He especially recalled that her request came right after their wild love making where Christine admitted her fantasy to him about having another woman join them in bed.

  “Yes Serena, please do come in.” Christine had that look on her face. The one where her eyes were sparkling and her mouth was slightly open. She took Serena by the arm and they all went inside.

  “Let’s sit outside on the deck.” They went through the large bi-fold doors.

  “Oh this is fabulous. Why should I be surprised?”

  The deck was spacious and lined with lush greenery all around for privacy. There was comfortable outdoor furniture that invited lounging and the lighting was soft and didn’t cast any grotesque shadows. It was an inviting space. In the corner a hot tub made soft bubbling sounds.

  They settled themselves onto the plump cushioned furniture and sipped the pink champagne John had brought out. Christine kicked off one of her black strappy high heels and stroked John’s leg with her foot. John smiled and looked down. He was relaxed, well fed and wondering what his wife had planned. She often invited people over, they both loved entertaining. Christine had been paying more attention than usual to certain details, like turning the hot tub on. Serena certainly was a looker, very fuckable. He sipped his champagne and sat back ready to follow Christine’s lead. If tonight was the night for some fun then he was ready. It had been a good evening. The dinner was good and he was in the company of two very attractive women and the evening wasn’t over yet.

  Christine kicked her other shoe off. “It’s a lovely warm evening isn’t it? I am going to sit on the edge of the tub and dangle my legs in. The bubbles are like a massage. Come on Serena, join me.” Christine sat on the edge of the tub and swiveled her body around. She drew her knees up and lowered her legs into the water. “Oh this feels great. Come on.” Christine beckoned to Serena to come over. Serena was struggling with her high heels. They were flesh colored ankle straps. John was sitting next to Serena on the large outdoor sofa and could see she was having trouble. “Here. Let me help.” He put his hand around her calf and lifted her leg onto his lap so he could unbuckle the shoe. after removing the other one as well he turned the shoe around so he could look at it. “This is a very pretty color.”

  “Thank you. It’s called nude.” She lowered her legs from his lap one at a time meaning that for a few seconds her legs were wide open and he could see up her dress to her lacy caramel panties. He made no attempt to look away. ‘I see you are very fond of that color.” She smiled at him over her shoulder as she went over to join Christine.

  Serena sat with Christine and enjoyed the swirl of water around her legs as they sipped their drinks and chatted. Serena felt the rush of excitement for two reasons. Christine had offered an opening for her to flex her design skills which was thrill enough, and it also looked as if Christine wanted to play. “I don’t want to sit on the edge of the tub anymore.”

  “Oh, okay.” Serena started to get up. “No! Don’t get up. I mean I don’t want to be on the outside of the tub. I want to be in it.” She stood up and looked over her shoulder at John. Was this his cue he wondered? He got up from his seat and went over to the tub. Christine smiled at him, “Hey honey undo my zip will you, I want to get in.” John went behind her and wrapped his arms around her as both Christine and John looked at Serena. Still holding her gaze John found the tab of the zip and slowly unzipped it. John peeled the dress off her. Christine stood there in her underwear. She wobbled slightly, “Ooh, I must have had one bubbly too many. Help me out will you Serena darling. Take this tight underwear off me so I can relax.”

  Serena reached up and hooked her fingers around the slender sides of Christine’s black panties and peeled them down very slowly. Very slowly her shaven pussy came into view, like a sexy smile. Christine sat back down on the edge of the tub next to Serena for her to undo her bra and Christine launched herself into the warm water. She lay there floating with her eyes closed. She opened them again, “I am not going to be in here on my own am I?” John looked at Serena, “Do you mind?” as he began unbuckling his belt. “Of course not. This is your home.”

  “I would not want you to feel uncomfortable.”

  “No, it’s okay. I feel very comfortable.” John undressed quickly and stood naked in front of Serena. His cock was already sticking out straight. John knew it would be fully upright within seconds. He held out his hand to Serena, “Care to join us?”

  Serena swung her legs out of the water and took John’s hand to help her stand up. “It’s your turn to unzip me.” She swept her hair to one side and turned her back to him while he unzipped her. She stepped out of her dress while John got into the tub. Christine pushed herself into his arms and they shared a passionate kiss. Under the water Christine grabbed for John’s cock, it was rock hard and she kissed him again. Serena was still standing in her spot. She waited until Christine and John were both looking at her. She knew the wa
y she was standing was flattering her body and she could tell that they both liked what they were looking at. She put her arms behind her back to reach the clip of her bra and unclipped it. She kept her arms there for a few seconds so as to keep them waiting. She pulled her bra off and her breasts were revealed.

  John’s cock throbbed at the sight of those boobs bouncing before him and even though Christine was in water she knew she just got wetter. She raced her fingers down John’s back, her long nails leaving little trails down his back. She knew he was excited and not just because his cock was stiff. She had already seen Serena’s pussy when she had watched her have it eaten by the two hot chicks in the fitting room. She also knew her John had been devoted to her during their five years of marriage. She was excited that she was going to indulge in a long held fantasy and she was excited that John was too.

  Serena slid her panties down her long legs in one elegant movement, like an old style movie star taking off her stockings. She snapped back up with a dramatic hair flick and did an exaggerated step into the tub so her pussy was hovering right over them. Everyone smiled at each other. “Oh this is wonderful.” Serena said. Christine came over to her and put her arms around her. “So, what do you think of my John?” Both women, still embracing tightly looked over at John who had his back resting against the side of the tub and his arms up along the edge. Christine had never seen him look so aroused. Serena thought he looked quite relaxed. “I think he is lovely. And he looks very calm as if you guys have guests in your tub all the time.” Christine kept her arms tight around Serena as she moved closer to John. “No, you are the only other person to be in this tub. Because you are special.” Christine kissed Serena on the cheek. Serena kissed her on the cheek too. John drew them close to him and out his arms around them both so the three of them stood in the tub embracing each other. “What about me? No kisses for me?” Christine giggled and planted a long kiss on John’s mouth then went up close to Serena. She hovered around her face keeping her mouth right over hers but not quite touching until Serena leant forward and their mouths brushed.

  They kept brushing them softly against each other causing electric friction to develop. John went behind Christine and fondled her breasts. Serena and Christine pressed their mouths together and then simultaneously entered into a long, languorous lip lock. They gripped each others heads as if trying to get right inside each others mouth. John came up alongside them to get a good look at his wife kissing another woman. Christine and Serena broke out of their kiss, their lips were puffy with passion, their pupils were dilated with abandon. They reached out to embrace John and this time Christine held Serena from behind and fondled her breasts.

  Serena put her arms around John’s neck and reached back for Christine to kiss her again. When she turned back to face John he was there waiting. His mouth was hard and urgent on hers as she kissed him back and their tongues intertwined. Christine came up between them and the three of them kissed, husband and wife taking turns at devouring Serena’s mouth. They pressed her against the side of the tub and each took a nipple into their mouth. Serena gasped in pleasure as two mouths suckled her breasts in unison. She bent towards John to get him to kiss her again, she broke free from his kiss to kiss his throat then kept kissing his skin as she worked her way to his nipples. Christine patted the edge of the tub while looking at John and he got the message.

  He pulled himself up to sit on the edge and looked down at the two women who were both looking up at him. Serena kept eye contact with him as she pushed his legs apart and got in between them. She kept looking at them with those green almond shaped eyes that had entranced him from the minute she walked into their house. Christine was now by her side and was stroking his cock. Serena kissed Christine again then as Christine began sucking on one of his balls while stroking John’s cock Serena ducked under her arm and lick John’s other ball. He gave a gasp of surprise which became a moan as he tilted his head back to savor the magical sensation of having two beautiful women sucking on his balls.

  Then he came back to his senses. What was he doing closing his eyes! He opened his eyes and kept watching. He didn’t want to miss a thing. Christine took her mouth off his balls and gripped his shaft while she ran her tongue over the glossy tip. She kissed it and, still gripping it, offered it to Serena like a lollipop. John spread his legs wider to make room for the two women. Serena ran her tongue up his long shaft and John sighed in the thrill of the moment when he saw the tip of his cock get swallowed by Serena. She drew her mouth back, swirled her tongue around the head then circled his corona flicking her tongue all around the ridge. She found the sensitive skin where the shaft met the head and gave it gentle butterfly licks.

  Christine joined in and each woman took turns in taking long sucks of his cock. Each one tried to outdo the other by applying extra force on their suction and John sat back and enjoyed the best sucking of his life. Christine and Serena were looking at each as they focused on their fellatio. Christine gave over John’s cock to Serena. “I want to be with you. I want to taste you.” Christine whispered into Serena’s ear as she reached down to run her finger along her pussy. Serena tried to grind herself onto Christine’s finger while she kept sucking John’s cock. John was straining to contain his orgasm. He didn’t want to come yet so he had to, reluctantly, get Serena to stop. Christine moved in to start kissing Serena again. “Let’s go to the bedroom,” said John.

  He got towels out of the storage box next to the tub and gave them to the girls. They wrapped themselves up but John stayed naked. He took their hands and escorted them to the bedroom. As soon as they reached the room the girls went straight for the bed. They wrapped their legs around each other as they kissed and fondled each other’s breasts. John lay down next to them and Serena reached over and started caressing his cock. “Oh it’s so hard.” Serena and John kissed like reunited lovers, with hunger, trying to get as many kisses as they could before they were lost to each other again. It excited them and it excited Christine.

  “Get on him. Fuck him.” Christine demanded. Serena straddled John and Christine guided his cock into position as Serena slowly lowered herself onto his hot shaft. Everyone moaned together as John felt himself enter Serena’s love tunnel and Serena sighed as she felt herself fill up with cock. Christine straddled John too, over his mouth. John did a small writhe of sheer lust. He had a mouthful of pussy and his cock was being ridden by a pussy that was dripping all over him.

  Christine bent down low to get at Serena’s clit. Serena was bouncing on John’s cock so Christine could only kiss her mound. John saw that Christine was ready to take her first taste of pussy. He put his hands on Serena’s waist and held her firm to indicate he was slowing down. He pushed her back gently and his cock popped out of her and she lay all the way down on the bed, still with her legs open wide.

  Christine crawled on all fours over Serena. She kissed her very softly and with her tongue traced down her chin, down her throat and onto her breasts. She squeezed them together and tongued both nipples at once as she knelt down between Serena’s wide open legs. Christine was eager to get to where she wanted to go, where she had wanted to go from the minute Serena had walked into her house. She wanted her pussy. She looked up at Serena so she could see her utter pleasure at what she was about to do to her. Serena looked back down at her and licked her lips. She was mesmerized as Christine, still looking at her, began her slow descent to her delicious delta. Serena spread her legs wider and lifted her pelvis towards her mouth.

  Christine wanted to burrow into Serena’s pussy but she was aware that she also had to cater to John’s fantasy too. He wanted her to suck a pussy as much as she did. She stuck her tongue out and took a long upwards lick of labia and then a long downwards one. She couldn’t wait, she wanted to suck. She weaved her arms around Serena’s thighs and went down. John’s cock was so rock hard he didn’t want to watch anymore, he wanted to fuck. He went around behind Christine whose rounded ass was jutting up high. He gave her pussy a kiss
from behind first so Christine could have the sensation of eating a pussy while her pussy was being eaten. He suckled on her teat of a clit a bit longer then plunged into her dripping pussy.

  He fucked her while he placed a finger right over her puckered anus. She temporarily stopped sucking on Serena and reared her head back in the sheer glory of the sensation. She pushed back into the pressure of his cock and finger then went down again. John smiled to himself. They had attempted anal sex a couple of times but Christine declared John’s cock was too big to go in there and so had abandoned the idea. But what they had discovered was the area around the anus was super sensitive and Christine loved it when John placed a wet finger on it while he rammed her from behind, just like he was doing now.

  Christine had her hands on Serena’s breasts, kneading them in rhythm with her sucking. John, still rubbing his finger over her ass drove his dick into Christine and she came so hard that fluid sprayed out of her pussy. John gave one more push and he came hard in Christine with both their fluids splashing together. Christine’s mouth pushed hard onto Serena’s clit as she came giving her that last bit of pressure that pushed her over the edge. Serena was still coming as she grabbed Christine’s head with both her hands, heaved herself up onto her elbow and rolled over so she was sitting on Christine’s face so as to do a final grind right onto her tongue. Serena’s pussy juices were still trickling down Christine’s chin when she collapsed onto the bed.

  The phone rang. John and Christine froze at first then just looked worried. It was past midnight, no time for a social or business call. John answered and stayed silent as he listened intently to what the caller had to say. “Okay, I’ll be right there.” It was all he said before hanging up. The thick, erotic atmosphere of their fantastical fucking evaporated instantly and suddenly Serena felt like an outsider. John and Christine scrambled to get dressed. For a second they even forgot about Serena until they saw her sitting on the edge of their bed looking very confused.