Dark Secret (20 page)

Harriet wanted to tell them that it wasn’t a question of inhibitions, she knew she’d lost them long ago. It was a matter of feelings. She loved Lewis, she didn’t love Rowena or Chris, and that meant that it was more difficult to lose herself in sensations. She responded more easily when her emotions were involved. Even when Chris and Rowena had been arousing her, she’d known that Lewis was watching, and hopefully being aroused by her. To make love to the others simply for their pleasure wouldn’t be as easy.

‘Don’t disappoint me, Harriet,’ murmured Lewis.

She smiled, knowing deep down that it wouldn’t be too hard. Her sensuality was such that once her body was aroused again it shouldn’t be difficult, it was only the prospect that was
alarming. ‘I’ll try not to,’ she promised.

‘We don’t have to stay in this one room, do we?’ asked Chris. Lewis shook his head. ‘Good, then let’s go!’ He grabbed Harriet by the hand and pulled her out through the door, along the landing and down the flight of stairs, stopping halfway down.

Rowena and Lewis were just behind them. All four of them were naked but the house was warm and Harriet realised that she was beginning to feel comfortable without her clothes, less self-conscious than ever before.

Chris stood with his back to the wall. ‘Lie on your back on the stairs for me, Harriet,’ he said. Rowena laughed. Puzzled, Harriet did as he asked. Chris then stood over her with his legs between her thighs and she drew one leg up so that her inner thigh was pressed against his outer leg. He raised his inner leg upwards, resting the knee on the same stair as Harriet’s head.

Harriet saw at once what was intended as his erection bobbed just above her face. Reaching up a hand she slid it along his shaft, while at the same time Chris bent his outside leg. This had the effect of bringing his penis within reach of Harriet’s mouth and also enabling him to stimulate her vulva with his shin bone.

Suddenly Harriet found herself tremendously excited by the whole experience. She could tell that Chris was desperate for her, that he wanted to come in her mouth and the sense of power this gave her was like an aphrodisiac.

She flicked her tongue along the underside of his shaft and sucked in her cheeks to create a vacuum within her mouth. The pressure on
Chris’s penis was intense and his legs trembled with the effort of keeping control for a few precious seconds as her velvet mouth and slightly tentative hands worked on him.

Lewis stood a few stairs above them leaning against the wall while Rowena rubbed herself against him, her arms round his neck and her perfect breasts brushing softly over his chest.

Although it was only a very short time since he’d climaxed with Harriet, Lewis found that the feel of Rowena against him together with the sight of Chris moving in and out of Harriet’s mouth was making him hard again and he gripped Rowena by the hips so that she could feel his burgeoning erection.

All at once Chris gasped and far too soon for his liking he was spilling himself into Harriet’s mouth. She sucked greedily at the liquid, enjoying the musky taste of him, and when he thought he’d finished she stroked a spot at the very base of his spine that forced a few last drops out of him. He groaned at the wrenching final contractions.

Rowena was determined to have some satisfaction herself now. Aware of this, Lewis continued down the stairs past Chris, who was leaning slumped against the wall, and the prone Harriet, and went into the large drawing-room. Rowena, who had followed him, went up on tiptoe to kiss him but he put her away from him and started throwing the large cushions from the chairs on to the floor.

By the time the other two joined them the floor was covered and with a laugh Chris threw himself down on to the soft surface. Lewis guided
Rowena across and then the pair of them lay down facing her half-brother. Rowena leant back against her husband’s chest and he supported himself on one elbow before sliding the other arm down the length of her side, lingering over her most sensitive areas until his hand closed about her upper thigh. He then pulled her leg back over his, tipping her on to her opposite side so that her sex was totally exposed to the watching Chris.

Harriet stood in the doorway watching. She saw Chris’s hand move towards Rowena and then his fingers were carefully parting her outer sex-lips so that he could bend his head and use his tongue to part the inner lips.

Lewis glanced at Harriet. ‘Come and join us,’ he said with a smile. ‘Sit by Rowena’s head. I’m sure her breasts would like some attention.’

For just a second Harriet hesitated, but then, drawn by the excitement of the other three she moved to obey. She touched the redhead’s firm right breast lightly and Rowena sighed. ‘Not like that! Do it harder. I don’t like soft caresses there.’

Harriet increased the pressure and at once Rowena’s large nipples rose to twin peaks and Chris’s tongue ran up and down the channel between her inner sex-lips in a soft movement that made her whimper with delight.

‘Use your mouth on her,’ Lewis suggested to Harriet. Bending her head she took one of the tight nipples between her lips and sucked on it. ‘Nip it with your teeth,’ continued Lewis. ‘There’s no point in wasting finesse on my wife, she doesn’t appreciate it.’

His words excited Rowena and she rubbed herself against Chris’s face. His tongue darted
inside her for a moment, and then traced a quick path down her perenium before returning to the moisture-slicked inner channel.

Harriet waited for a few seconds and then she suddenly nibbled on the nipple imprisoned between her lips. Rowena gasped at the scarlet streak of ecstasy that shot through her and when she thrust her breasts further upwards Harriet bit her again.

At the same time Chris allowed his teeth to graze lightly against the stem of his half-sister’s clitoris and at once she climaxed, shuddering violently for several seconds. Harriet released the other woman’s nipples and watched her body shaking. She found it unbearably exciting, and suddenly wanted someone to pay her attention again.

Chris, lifting his head from between Rowena’s thighs, knew from Harriet’s expression how she was feeling and pulling her to her feet he drew her across the room to stand by one of the chairs. He bent her face down over the broad arm, her head hanging down in the space where the deep cushion had been, and before she had time to protest his hands were on her buttocks and he was separating the cheeks of her bottom.

Once she was fully open Rowena rubbed lubricating jelly all around the entrance to her rectum, occasionlly letting one small finger slip inside the rim, then she stood back and watched as Lewis, now fully erect again, positioned himself behind the girl.

Harriet held her breath. She knew what was going to happen, but not who was going to do it to her. When Rowena crouched at the front of the
chair and began to massage Harriet’s breasts she tried to turn her head to see which of the men it would be but Rowena caught her hair and kept her face down.

‘It’s a surprise,’ she whispered. ‘I expect you’re hoping it’s Chris. Lewis is so large, isn’t he? Even I find it painful sometimes when it’s Lewis. Not that I mind. I like the pain, but somehow I don’t think you will.’

Lewis couldn’t hear what his wife was saying, but he felt Harriet stiffen beneath his hands and knew that she was now tensed against him. Cursing beneath his breath he let one hand slide under her so that he could tease her clitoris, drumming lightly and insistently against the surrounding area until she grew slippery with excitement and her muscles relaxed.

Now he could let his swollen purple glans rest against that inviting puckered little opening and he circled his hips to encourage her to open more. Still the most secret of entrances remained closed against him. He stopped, uncertain whether or not to proceed, but then Rowena and Chris changed places and as Chris caressed the dangling breasts Rowena slid a well oiled finger into her husband’s rectum, pushing until she could massage the prostate gland.

Immediately he was flooded with sharply intense sensations that nearly precipitated his climax and without thinking Lewis thrust blindly forward, his body intent on gaining its own satisfaction.

Despite the lubrication of the jelly and the stimulation that had preceded it, this violent intrusion made Harriet cry out with a mixture of
pain and shock. He was so large he seemed to be stretching her more than her body could stand and she tried to twist away from him.

Lewis grabbed her hips to keep her still and slowed his pace a fraction and then Chris pressed his hand upwards against her belly. He pressed and released, pressed and released, then lowered his hand until it was just above her pubic bone. There he repeated the process and now sparks of delicious pressure filled her belly and when his fingers went lower and parted her pubic hair he kept the heel of his hand firmly in place so that her bladder was still under pressure.

Harriet felt she would burst. There was a hot sensation in her belly, her clitoris was throbbing and the almost painful movements within her rectum were now starting to engender delicious thrills that lanced right through her.

At that moment Lewis climaxed and his spasmodic jerking as he spilled his seed into Harriet for the second time in the evening triggered her climax and she felt her internal muscles contract gratefully while the delicious heavy fullness swelled and swelled until at last she came.

Eventually she stumbled from the arm of the chair and lay down on the cushioned floor with Lewis next to her while Chris and Rowena stared at each other, their eyes bright with a strange yearning excitement.

‘What would you like us to do for you?’ asked Chris.

Lewis looked at his wife with interest. All of them present, except for Harriet, knew that tonight was the film’s final scene. It had been
decided long ago that out of a night’s prolonged sexual interplay would come the plot’s resolution.

Nights like this changed people’s feelings and perceptions. Sometimes they discarded old loves and ways for new ones; at other times they decided that they no longer wished to live as dangerously as before, choosing instead to be secure in a single relationship. Exactly what Rowena and Chris were thinking Lewis had no idea; all he knew was how he felt. As for Harriet, as the nameless girl in the film her feelings had never been considered important. Now he knew better. Harriet had changed the entire plot but he had to accept it. If he didn’t then he could no longer tell himself that his films reflected life. However much he might have wished for something different, things were the way they were. Rowena had this one last chance to shape the finale.

‘I think I’d like us all to use the sauna,’ said Rowena. ‘It’s my favourite place.’

‘I’ve never been in a sauna,’ said Harriet innocently.

‘All the more exciting for you then,’ said Chris smoothly, already picturing how she would look as she emerged from the steam room and was shown what awaited her.

Lewis nodded. He was pleased now that he’d had the foresight to instal cameras in most of the main rooms. All that he’d missed of the night so far was the sex that had taken place on the stairs, and that vision was printed so clearly on his brain that it didn’t need cameras.

Chris put an arm round Harriet’s waist and squeezed her affectionately. ‘You’ll enjoy this,’ he assured her.

Harriet didn’t believe him. There was too much suppressed excitement in his voice, but she couldn’t understand why because Ella used saunas regularly and was always trying to get Harriet to join her, claiming they put new life into her.

The four of them walked past the swimming pool and through some doors to the far end. In front of them was a large cubicle with darkened windows and Harriet hesitated.

‘It’s just steam,’ Lewis told her. ‘You might find it rather hot at first but you’ll soon adjust. There are slatted shelves for us all to lie on.’

Rowena went in first and Harriet followed. The almost suffocating heat rose up and she coughed, but the men were on her heels and she was hustled into the cubicle before she could voice any misgivings.

The steam swirled about them and it was difficult to see where the shelves Lewis had mentioned were. Then she felt his arms on her hips and he guided her towards one of the lower ones, pressing her shoulders down so that she didn’t hit her head on the one above.

Harriet lay back. Sweat trickled down the valley between her breasts then along her ribs. The entire surface of her body was covered in a film of perspiration and it was difficult to breathe.

‘Don’t you think it’s bliss?’ enquired Rowena from above her.

‘Not really,’ confessed Harriet. ‘It’s too hot.’

‘You’ll cool off quickly in the next room!’ laughed Chris, and she felt his hand grip her ankle and caress her calf. Above her Rowena gave a small sigh of pleasure and Harriet realised that
Lewis must be lying with his wife because she could hear the sound of flesh against flesh and the soft murmur of his voice.

When Chris’s hands started to fondle her breasts she was sure that she was too drained by the heat to respond, but amazingly her nipples still sprung to life and encouraged by this he pressed his damp face between them, nuzzling at the inner surfaces.

‘Time for the next room,’ called Lewis.

Harriet was highly relieved, and let Chris lead her through the steam and out through a different door into the cubicle beyond. The cold hit her in an icy blast. Stunned by the change in temperature she backed away as goosebumps covered her skin and she began to shiver.

At the far side of the cubicle was a bath, but it wasn’t full of water, it was piled high with snow. Harriet stared at it in astonishment, and then Rowena was climbing in covering herself with the icy flakes and laughing with pure joy.

‘Aren’t you going to join her, Harriet?’ asked Lewis, his dark eyes unfathomable.

Harriet could feel her teeth chattering at the prospect. ‘I don’t think I can,’ she protested.

‘It’s what they do in Finland,’ he assured her. ‘Believe it or not it’s very invigorating once you take the plunge.’

Chris stood by the bath tub and waited. Rowena looked over at the shivering Harriet and smiled. If she hadn’t done that, if she’d kept her feelings to herself, then Harriet might well have refused and left the three of them alone together but the sight of Rowena’s pleasure at her discomfort spurred her on.