Author's Note: I really wanted someone to review the previous lemon, but I guess that never happened. So, I did the best I could with editing this on my own.
Music Lover's Alert: If you like listening to music while you read, I recommend "Rude Boy" by Rihanna or "Bad Boy" by Cascada, depending on which artist you like better.
Warnings: This lemon is more intense than the previous one, so if you felt uncomfortable reading the previous one, close the window now and wait for chapter 26. I once had a professor who gave us a short story by Marquis de Sade. Then, when the students complained about it, she asked them why they did not put it down when things got nasty because she did not technically assign us to read it. Well, this is nowhere near that bad. Just remember that you can always stop.
Chapter 25 MEGA LEMON
The dining room was now completely empty except for the two couples seated at opposite ends of the huge dining table. Tristan cleared his throat. "Um, I think that maybe I should apologize."
Serenity stood up and slowly started walking towards Tristan. She swung her hips seductively as she approached him. "Why should you apologize for being so sexy? Seto never apologizes for being sexy, only for being a bad boy. Have you been a bad boy?"
As Serenity spoke, Kisara caressed Tristan's ear with her tongue. Tristan's brown eyes involuntarily rolled back into his head as he experienced her sensual touch. Vaguely comprehending that Serenity has asked him a question, he said, "Yeah, I uh… hey, what's going on here?"
Serenity was now standing directly in front of Tristan. She placed a delicate high-heeled sandal on the cushion of Tristan's chair in the space between his legs. "We just wanted to give you the chance to make it up to us, that's all." Serenity tossed her head, and her long auburn hair swept around her face, tickling Tristan's arm before it settled back into place. A chill ran down Tristan's spine, and he stared into her mesmerizing green eyes while his wife teased the sensitive nerves of his face by trailing her tongue along his jaw line. Serenity slowly lifted the hem of her evening gown to reveal a smooth, shapely leg. On her thigh, there was a black leather holster. Before Tristan comprehended what was happening, Serenity whipped a pair of handcuffs out of the holster and secured Tristan's hands behind the back of the chair.
Tristan yelled and Seto chuckled. "Relax, monkey. My wife won't bite… unless you're into that sort of thing," Seto said smugly.
"What the hell is this?" Tristan demanded.
"Dessert," Kisara replied before smothering his mouth in an intensely powerful kiss.
Seto enjoyed watching the scene more than he thought he would. As Tristan squirmed in desperate confusion, Serenity unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his chest. Serenity then ran the tips of her fingers over his well-muscled torso and tiny brown nipples, sending shivers down his spine. Tristan gradually gave into the helplessness of his situation and started to enjoy himself. After all, this was something he thought could only happen in his wildest dreams.
When Seto saw Tristan relax, he got up out of his chair and stretched casually. Then, he sidled up behind Serenity and undid the zipper of her evening gown. It slid off her body and fell to the floor, leaving her wearing nothing but high heels, a pair of pink panties, and her black leather holster. Tristan's eyes bulged when he saw Serenity's perky, pale pink nipples appear. He ached to touch them, but Seto already had his hands around them.
Seto saw the look in Tristan's eyes and laughed. "Tempting, aren't they? I'll tell you what. If you're a good monkey, maybe she'll let you feel them."
"Seto, let me do the talking," Serenity said.
"Or else what?" Seto taunted.
"Or else I'll have to restrain you."
"And let monkey-boy go? I only see one pair of handcuffs, dear."
"Kisara, a little help?" Serenity asked.
Kisara broke her kiss with Tristan and lifted up the hem of her light blue gown to reveal a second handcuff holster. A mixture of delight and feigned distress crossed Seto's handsome face as Kisara wielded the handcuffs. Seto struggled half-heartedly while the women secured him to a chair. When they finished, Seto tried to speak again, but Serenity whipped off one of Seto's many belts and used it to gag him. "Much better," Serenity said as she stood back and admired her handiwork.
A devious light gleamed in Kisara's shimmering blue eyes. "Can we look now?"
"Yes, I think now would be a good time," Serenity replied.
Tristan squirmed. "Look? Look at what?" Serenity approached Tristan and slowly unbuckled his belt while Kisara did the same to Seto. "Serenity, stop! Kisara, no! Please don't do this!"
It was too late. Seto's hard little dick and Tristan's limp one flopped into view as their trousers fell to their ankles. Kisara took Seto's tiny dick in her hand and examined it while he let out a muffled moan from the pleasure of her touch. "I think you win, Serenity. Your husband's dick is definitely smaller."
Seto let out an indignant vocalization through the belt.
Serenity attempted to excite Tristan's flaccid manhood by massaging it. "Are you sure? I can't tell over here. I think your husband has performance anxiety, or maybe even erectile dysfunction!"
"I don't have either!" Tristan protested.
"Oh yeah? I'm waiting," Serenity said as she held his dick up between her thumb and forefinger and let it fall back into his lap.
Kisara let go of Seto's penis and stood. "You know, Serenity, I'm starting to think that these boys aren't worth the trouble."
Serenity released Tristan's dick and stood also. "I think you're right, Kisara. We can have much more fun without them."
With one hand, Serenity wiped the remaining dinner plates off the table and onto the floor. The fine china shattered into a thousand tiny pieces, and the sound of it made the men jump in fright. Then, Serenity got behind Kisara and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. Kisara pivoted to face Serenity and kissed her mouth slowly and sensuously. The women ran their hands over each other's breasts and bodies, caressing and fondling.
Now that the pressure was off Tristan, he started to harden. "Hey! What about me? Are you two just going to ignore me now?"
In response to Tristan's inquiry, the women simply moaned and intensified their contact with each other. Serenity pushed Kisara backwards until she was leaning against the dining table. With a little hop, Kisara set her rear end on the table. Serenity then pulled off Kisara's panties, leaving her blossoming orchid exposed to both men. Serenity knelt down and delicately tasted the petals. Kisara squirmed as amazing sensations shot through her body. Her full breasts wiggled in front of the men, making them go wild.
"Kisara, please get over here! I want you so bad right now," Tristan begged, desperation edging his voice.
Between gasps of pleasure, Kisara replied, "I… had… something else… in mind. Oh! Oh yes!" Kisara gazed lustfully at Seto while Serenity increased the force of her tongue.
"Please, honey! I'm getting blue balls over here!"
"You… Oh!... let me… fuck Seto… and Serenity will… do… you."
"Kisara, I don't want to lose you to him! I love you!"
"Don't… worry… You'll get… me back… You have a… bigger… cock."
"What does Kaiba have that I don't have?"
"He has… what Serenity has… that I… don't have."
Tristan pondered her words for a few moments while his cock throbbed and then said, "Aw fuck, just go for it!"
Serenity licked Kisara a few more times and then backed away. The women smiled at each other briefly, knowing that they had won. Then, they turned their attention towards the men. Kisara hopped off the table while Serenity removed her panties. Serenity and Kisara straddled each other's husbands at the same moment, hugging their little dicks with their tight holographically generated vaginas. They gripped the shoulders of the men for leverage as they moved their radiant bodies up and down. Their breasts bounced as they achieved a steady rhythm. Serenity and Kisara both screamed with pleasure from the excitement of being with their new lovers, their voices harmonizing in a soprano duet.
The erotic melody sent Tristan over the edge, and he could not contain his excitement any longer. As soon as Serenity felt his hot fluid gush into her, she yelled, "Seto, you have permission to cum now!" If Tristan though her words strange, he did not comment on them. Instead, he simply enjoyed his moment of absolute bliss. Serenity kissed Tristan on the forehead and dismounted. About a minute later, Kisara followed suit.
The women released the men from their bonds and they promptly collapsed onto the floor while they recovered from their ecstasy. They breathed heavily in speechless wonder as their own wives traded places to lie beside them
"Serenity, was that real, or was my mind playing tricks on me?" Seto asked.
"Yes dear, that was real," Serenity replied.
"Can we do it again… maybe with Joan next time?"
"I'll ask her and see if she is interested," Serenity said.
"Serenity, I love you," Seto said.
"I love you, too," Serenity replied.
Tristan and Kisara lay in silence listening to the beat of each other's hearts while Seto and Serenity exchanged words of love. Peace descended over them like a warm blanket, and for several minutes they dozed off into a light sleep. The ringtone of Tristan's cell-phone roused them, and Tristan fumbled with the pair of trousers that were still around his ankles to find it. Tristan nearly had a heart attack when he saw who was calling him, and he tossed the phone to Kisara in his panic instead of answering.
Closing Note: I could tell you a lot about how my own experiences influenced this scene, but I don't want to ramble. Let's just say that there is usually a lot less drama because everyone has talked about it beforehand. Please review! Anonymous reviews are absolutely accepted, especially for lemon chapters.