Melissa MacNeal - Beyond Redemption

"And I'll prepare the sauna for a hot marble massage," his twin added. Together they strode toward the back stairway, their silk sarongs whispering with each step.

Who was I to argue? Their attentions would be most therapeutic, allowing me to sleep until dusk, when I could confront the ladies who slept in a sealed chamber adjacent to the sauna-and Billy would be none the wiser. It was an unspoken rule that guests, no matter how intimate with Perfidia, Pandora, and Pink, were never to know a lower level existed beneath the house, let alone guess why their hostesses slept there rather than in the elegant bedrooms upstairs.

With an endearing smile, Cerise slipped her arm around my waist. "May I assist with your bath, Miss Andrea?" she whispered, her sparkling eyes fixed on mine. "The twins, they do a fine job, but we women know how to truly please each other, non?"

Tired as I was, her lithe body brushing against mine made for a sure aphrodisiac…an invitation to blissful release in warm, frothy water. My smile made her breath catch. The maid opened the door, her peaked breasts pointing the way down the stairs to our pleasure-the leisurely affection shared by housemates who felt no pressure to perform or impress. Indeed, the twins and Cerise, being somewhat younger, had always treated me as though I ranked only slightly below their three mistresses. While I had never requested such special treatment, I certainly wouldn't offend them by refusing their favors!

My companion closed the door behind us. The snick of the lock echoed in the darkness of the landing, and as we allowed our eyes to adjust, I felt a soft kiss on my cheek…a kiss that slipped slowly down my neck on the tip of her little tongue.

"It's been a long time, cherie," Cerise murmured against my skin. "You are always so warm, so sweet to me. I hope, in my eagerness, I don't make a fool of-"

"Shhhh, you'll be fine," I murmured, placing my finger against her dewy lips. When she closed them around my finger and began to suck, I had to chuckle. "Billy Tripplehorn has a big dick, but he'll never be as tender…as sensitive to my needs as you."

Cerise grinned, her face softened by the flickering candlelight from the sconces. "Oh, mon Dieu, it is long and thick, oui! I cannot watch him-even from the keyhole-without going wet and then wiping myself again and again. If only my fingers were as filling as-"

"Maybe the ladies will give you a turn at him someday," I teased, testing the curve of her slender hip with my hand, "but don't expect ME to share him!"

Her giggle rang around the small marble vestibule we'd entered, and the moment I reached for my top button, the maid peeled away my clothes with an eagerness that made my pulse pound. It was our custom to undress before entering the bathing chamber and sauna-and I loved the feel of the smooth Italian marble beneath my bare feet.

The sound of running water beckoned us, and Cerise playfully shoved me through the door ahead of her. "Hurry and get under that faucet, cherie, or I will hog it!"

"Like hell you will!" Already revitalized by her teasing, I padded to the deep clawfooted bathtub in this room's center, and then stepped over its edge.

Jeremy, wearing his wrapped sari of sky-blue silk, took my hand to keep me from slipping. In the steam whirling up from the tub, he looked like a prince stepping out from the mists of yore to assist me. Knowing our game, he moved to the end of the tub as Cerise stepped into it behind me. The warm water, not yet hip deep as we sat down, swirled around us as she scooted against my backside to urge me forward.

"Start now!" she pleaded. "Rock back and forth-let the water splash off your clit so my cunt can catch it, too!"

My butt was very near the front of the tub, and when I slid my feet up the porcelain sides, Jeremy grabbed them. "You girls must be desperate, having nothing better to fuck than water!" he teased-and to taunt me further, he held my legs in a vee. His stiffening cock prodded at the sari, like an excited wild animal looking for an escape.

Cerise, behind me, was nudging my ass, already panting as her coarse curls tickled my skin beneath the water. Her confederate lifted me slightly, increasing the water's force on my open slit while allowing the maid to wiggle beneath me into a better position. We must've looked ridiculous to the young swain assisting us! His erection, however, told me the sight of two nude women squirming in soapy water, straining to get the best advantage from the faucet's force, was as captivating as watching him while he held my legs against his chest.

"I might be fucking water," I replied in a voice hoarse with need, "but you, dear boy, are screwing air."

His smile tightened, and beneath me Cerise vibrated with laughter. Still the water pounded down, warm and forceful against my clit and wide-open pussy…the slim thighs wrapped around mine flexed and clenched…I gripped the rim of the tub, pulsing against the flow while the young woman beneath me half-reclined with her elbows supporting us. The rising water, relentless in its splatter and heat, reminded me that release was urgent or poor Cerise would soon be submerged.

Jeremy's pecker pulsed forward from the fold of his sari, jutting out enough to reveal the blonde frizz around his balls. Watching that cock search for prey, pointing at my face while he appeared very near climax, was incentive indeed. I could feel Cerise's cunt muscles beneath my backside…clutching to catch the splatter…squeezing to the rhythm of her low moans, so like a cat in heat…coiling and bunching…

"Hotter," I breathed, rising with the spirals of need inside me. "Open it up, full force."

Holding my legs against his chest with one arm, Jeremy twisted the faucet handles. My spasms caught fire with the sudden increase in heat and pressure, and I cried out with my climax. The blond between my legs deftly raised me, wrapping my thighs around his waist, and then plunged inside me-which left me suspended, thrusting against him as I gripped the tub's rim with all the strength I had left. The mews beneath me announced Cerise's coming, as well, for she had scooted forward to catch the full force of the water for herself.

Just when I thought I'd collapse-just when I wondered what possessed us to engage in this outrageous game, Jeremy caught me around the waist. Bracing his sturdy legs, he lifted me toward himself while inserting his cock so deep I felt another orgasm coming on. My Lord, he was strong for the size of him! With our chests pressed together now…the scraping of his hair against my breasts as he continued to thrust upward…the tautness of his jaw as he sought to prolong our pleasure…I wiggled with the wet, intense sensations of a clit rubbed high and hard, still sensitive from my previous release.

"Please, Miss Andrea," Jeremy panted, his face damp and his hair curling in the steam that swirled around us. "Please, may I-"

"God, yes, let it go!" I clutched him, shuddering madly as my body lost all control.

I hadn't thought it possible, but he stiffened like a ramrod inside me, and then ground my hips against his. His jism filled me with a warmth that dribbled out, perfuming the room with a musk like aging cheese. Bless him, his young face grimaced in release as his eyes closed with one last surge.

"Oh, Miss Andrea, I've waited so long," he sighed, locking his arms around me. Then his eyes flew open, filled with fear. "But you must understand, the Sisters have forbidden us to…Justin and I were warned never to-to-"

"It seems my twin got carried away," came an identical voice from the doorway. Young Justin, wrapped in a sari of deeper blue, was watching us with a concerned expression. "They insisted you were to be kept…"

"Pure?" I replied, choking on the irony of that word. I loosened my thighs, letting my feet slip to the floor. "Well, we all have our little secrets, don't we? Why did they insist I remain a virgin?"