Chapter 6: Secret Visitor
She had expected him to message her immediately after their tryst, but there was nothing. It had been three days since they had last seen each other, and she had grown increasingly anxious. Had he regretted their encounter?
Harriet tossed and turned in bed, unable to shake off the doubts and insecurities that plagued her mind. She missed the way he made her feel sexy and desired.
Harriet lay there, while Matt sat at the end of the bed playing Xbox. They were together but he wasn't really paying her any attention.
He was more focused on the game, his eyes glued to the screen. Harriet couldn't believe how naive Matt was, how oblivious he was to her needs. She longed for the touch of Luke's fingers, the way he seemed to understand her without ever saying a word. She couldn't believe she'd been so stupid, so blind to what she'd been missing.
She felt a familiar stirring in her pants, the memory of Luke's fingers still fresh in her mind.
She felt a rush of heat in her cheeks as she recalled his words, his touch, and the way he had taken control between her legs. She couldn't deny that she missed his presence, his touch, and the intensity of their encounters.
Her thoughts were interrupted by her phone buzzing. Harriet's heart raced as she contemplated who it might be. She hesitated, torn between curiosity and fear.
The screen lit up, revealing a message from an unknown number:
'Let's meet up tonight.'
Harriet's face contorted in disbelief as she read the message. It was from Luke.
Harriet's heart skipped a beat as she read the message. Her mind raced with possibilities, her thoughts consumed by the memory of their hot and heavy encounter in bar.
Her phone buzzed again. This time a picture came through . It was a picture of Luke stroking his cock. Harriet felt a sudden rush of desire flood her body. Her panties grew damp and she longed to feel his hands on her again.
Against her better judgement, she took her own phone under the covers and discreetly took a picture, while she was meters from Matt, her boyfriend of 10 years. She angled her phone to get a clear picture of her panties, the flash almost gave her away. She sent the image back to Luke, along with a message:
"Can't wait. Park outside, I'll come meet you."
Harriet felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins as she slipped out of bed. Her bare feet padded across the hardwood floor, the cool air causing goosebumps to rise on her skin.
She quickly dressed, pulling on a pair of loose pyjama bottoms and a Disney T-shirt.
As she descended the stairs, she caught sight of Matt, still engrossed in his video game. Without a word, she slipped out the front door and made her way to the parked car.
As she approached, she could hear the sound of the engine and see the headlights blazing against the darkness.
She felt a surge of excitement and nervousness rushing through her, making her feel giddy and vulnerable at the same time.
She climbed into the car, feeling the smooth leather seats beneath her.
Luke's face lit up with a smile as he turned to look at her. Harriet felt a rush of anticipation as she looked into his sparkling blue eyes.
"I've been thinking about you all day," Luke said, his voice low and seductive.
Harriet felt a shiver run down her spine. "We have to be quick," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
"My boyfriend could come looking for me any moment."
Luke nodded, understanding her need for secrecy. She wasted no time, pulling her pyjama bottoms down and exposing her naked ass and pussy. She looked Luke in the eyes as she climbed on top of him in the driver seat.
Her breath was ragged as she lowered herself onto his cock. He moaned as they began to move together in the dark car.
Harriet felt Luke's warm hands on her hips, urging her forward as he thrust into her. She could feel the heat building between them, the tension of the forbidden nature of the encounter heightening their arousal.
Luke's hands were strong and sure upon her hips, guiding her forward as he thrust into
the depths of her, his rhythm steady and insistent.
Harriet could feel the heady mix of desire and guilt coursing through her veins, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. She closed her eyes, savoring the sweet agony of Luke's touch, the intoxicating scent of their bodies mingling in the cramped confines of the car.
As they moved together, lost in the primal urgency of their passion, Harriet felt a sudden jolt of awareness.
She opened her eyes, struggling to focus through the haze of lust that clouded her senses.
"Wait," she gasped, breaking the movement. "What's that noise?"
Luke paused, his body taut with anticipation, still inside of her, his breath heavy and labored. He listened intently, his ears perked for any sound.
They both froze, their hearts pounding in their chests. A rustling in the bushes caught their attention.
"Shit," Luke whispered "It's probably just an animal."
Harriet didn't share his confidence, she was terrified. She clung to Luke's naked body, her heart racing in her chest.
"Do you think we should leave?" Luke asked, his voice barely above a whisper as he glanced down at her.
Harriet nodded, "we probably should..." her heart was racing as she slowly lowered herself back onto his hard meat. The friction of her pussy against his rigid cock was too much to bear, causing her to let out a soft moan. She couldn't stop now, even if she wanted to.
The pleasure was too intense, too intoxicating, too powerful to resist. She writhed against him, her body undulating above him as the waves of ecstasy crashed over her. She was lost in the moment, consumed by the fierce need of her own flesh.
As they reached the peak together, Harriet collapsed against Luke, feeling the warmth of him fill her pussy completely, panting and spent. For a few moments, they lay there in silence, their hearts still racing.
Sweat was dripping down their bodies, mingling in the dim light of the car.
"That was incredible," Luke whispered, his voice hoarse with desire.
Harriet nodder her head in agreement, still feeling the rush of the climax.
They both sat up, adjusting their clothes in awkward silence.
"Are you okay? That was intense," Luke asked, his voice gentle.
Harriet nods her head, still high from the climax. "do you have any tissue" she gestures to her pussy, a thick creampie threatening to leak out all over her pyjama bottoms. Why handn't she worn panties, she cursed internally.
"I better go" she said, a wet patch starting to show through the crotch of her pyjama bottoms. She lent over and kissed Luke, looking into his eyes as they separated.
"That was amazing," she whispered into his ear .
"I can't get enough of you," he whispered back.
With that, she opened the door and briskly walked towards her house, just 50 meters away from where she had been with Luke.
She felt a sense of shame, guilt and desire simultaneously pulsing through her.
She snuck in and hid her wet bottoms. Putting on a fresh set, with panties this time, she walked back upstairs trying to look casual. Matt was still playing Xbox and didn't seem to have noticed her absence. It would be suspicious if she showered now.
She quickly brushed her teeth and went straight to bed.
Her thoughts were racing, her body still pulsing with excitement from her encounter with Luke. She couldn't stop thinking about him, and the forbidden nature of their relationship made it all the more thrilling.
In the darkness of the room, she found herself reaching down between her legs, stroking her pussy through her thin cotton pajama pants.
Her skin was flushed and her heart raced as she thought about Luke, and the way he filled her with pleasure.
She couldn't help but reach down and stroke her clit through the thin fabric of her pajama pants, feeling the familiar burn of desire building in her belly.
As she touched herself, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be with him again, to experience that same sense of explosive pleasure. But she knew they couldn't do it again, not without risking being caught.
Matt's voice pulled her back from her daydream. She had almost forgotten he was sat next to her.
Her world turned upside down when he leaned in and whispered in her ear, "You know you want it, baby."
Harriet's body buzzed with excitement as she watched Matt's eyes light up with lust.
Matt's hands roamed over every curve of Harriet's body, making her shiver with desire.
As they lay tangled together, Matt's hot breath on Harriet's neck as he whispered naughty things, Harriet couldn't help but worry he'd notice her cum-filled pussy.
But she didn't want to stop, not yet. She wanted to feel his lips on her skin, his tongue trailing down her body, and his hard cock filling her. She needed to take control. To stop him from noticing Luke's cologne on her body, his seed inside of her and her sore, used pussy.
She knew she had to make this quick and efficient.
She started with Matt's face, kissing him passionately, probing his lips with her tongue as she pushed him onto his back. She straddled him, positioning her wet pussy above his hard cock. She had never fucked Matt with this much fresh cum inside of her. She felt stretched out from the fucking she'd just had.
Her body hummed with aftershocks from the intense orgasm she'd experienced not long ago. She couldn't believe what she was doing, fucking her boyfriend while she was still full of her lovers cum. And she couldn't deny that she enjoyed it, even as she cursed herself for giving into her desires and disregarding her own boundaries.
Matt was panting under her, his face flushed with lust and exertion. He reached up and cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently. His cock wasn't small, but it felt it, after Luke's huge cock had stretched her out.
"Mmmm, I can feel your wetness," Matt moaned, his grip on her hips tightening as he tried to pull her closer.
Harriet grunted in pleasure, her face contorted with the effort of staying in control. She couldn't deny that it felt good, but it was overwhelming all the same.
She let out a sharp gasp as Matt's cock slipped out. Taking a lot of mixed fluids with it. His cock was creamy with their combined cum. She pulled him on top of her. He glanced at his cock, during the transition, and was amazed how cream-covered it was.
He was equally amazed at how little he felt. It was like she'd been fucked before. That was not the case, but he wasn't sure why he didn't feel the usual tightness.
He slipped out of her again, more fluids escaping. This time Harriet firmly grabbed his cock. She lined it back up with her sloppy pussy. "What's the matter baby?" She asked, teasingly. "Come on, fuck me" she dared him.
Matt wasted no time, pushing himself deep into her with one hard thrust.
Harriet bit her lip, feeling her body stretched wide open as Matt pushed in deeper and deeper. She couldn't believe she was doing this, allowing him to fuck her with another man's semen still inside of her.
She closed her eyes, letting out a soft moan as the two men's fluids mixed together inside of her.
"Take it," he growled, a hint of desperation in his voice. "Take all of me."
Harriet was sore and used. she wasn't going to be able to cum in her current state. It felt good, but she suddenly had an idea. She was going to try a little humiliation. She wanted to test it while Matt was so worked up. "What's the matter baby" she purred. He was at full mast but she wanted him to think it was his fault that he kept slipping out of her. She wanted him to feel embarrassed and that he was too small for her. She wanted to wield that power over him.
Making him feel small, weak, and insufficient compared to Luke's massive cock.
Harriett smirked as she watched Matt's expression turn to one of disappointment and frustration.
"What's the matter, baby? Can't seem to keep up with me?" Harriet taunted, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
"You can't seem to keep it up, baby?"
Matt glared at her, his chest heaving with ragged breaths.
Harriet smirked, revelling in his discomfort. She loved having the upper hand, especially when it came to her boyfriend. It was having the desired effect. She felt his cock soften. Still enough to fuck her but definitely enough to build his frustration. She took it further, she withdrew her moans and instead just stared at him with a blank, almost bored, expression.
He noticed it and it made him more nervous. He felt the tip of her tongue, touching the tip of his nose. Then she whispered, "What's the matter, sweetie?
Are you feeling a little inadequate?" Her tone was laced with mockery, and Matt's face flushed with embarrassment at her taunts.
"I-I'm fine," he stammered. "I-I can keep up."
Harriet felt his cock twitch as it slipped out yet again, the remnants of Luke's seed still visible on the walls of her pussy and now covering Matt's semi-hard cock.
She watched as he looked at her, his eyes wide with confusion and curiosity. He was too far gone, she could do whatever she wanted with him. He was like putty in her hands.
Harriet felt powerful, like she was in complete control. And that was exactly how she liked it.
She continued to taunt Matt, watching as his frustration grew. She revelled in his discomfort, feeling a thrill of excitement at the power she held over him. He slipped out again and she took the opportunity to escalate his humiliation. "It's not working baby, why don't you stroke it for me." She knew how hard these words would hit him. That he'd struggle to cum thinking about his inadequacies. She positioned herself so that she was on her back. Matt kneeling in front of her, an unobstructed view of her pussy.
Matt furiously stroked his semi-hard dick while looking right into Harriet's used pussy. It felt electric to the touch, but he felt so far away from cumming. Harriet was intentionally ignoring him now, it added to her own domineering excitement.
She was no longer making any effort to maintain eye contact, her gaze fixed firmly on the ceiling. She could feel Matt's frustration building in the air between them and found herself relishing in it.
Matt was lost in his own efforts. Harriet took it a step further, she retrieved her phone from the side of the bed. She pretended to scroll her social media but really she was listening to the frustrated breathing of Matt and the wet slaps of him trying to make his semi hard cock cum.
She knew he was getting more and more self-conscious of his abilities. She felt powerful, knowing that his smallish cock was struggling to keep up with what she had already taken earlier. She wanted to tease him even more, make him feel even smaller.
Harriet looked up at Matt and said, "Are you nearly there, baby?" teasing the words.
While this was going on, she put the camera on her phone and sent Luke a selfie, just her smiling face and the message: I really enjoyed tonight.
Matt grunted, he was getting close.
Harriet was still on her back. She had her eyes closed and her legs slightly spread, giving him a full view of her used pussy. It was messy but he was too close to his own orgasm to question it.
He was sweating, his muscles tensing up and down his back. Jerking furiously now, aiming his cock above her pussy. He wanted to mark her with his seed.
"That's it, baby" she cooed, "You're so close."
Matt let out a deep groan, his body tense with pleasure. His cock throbbing as it sent a wave of liquid heat through him. His hips jerked as he emptied himself all over Harriet's pussy with a deep sigh of satisfaction. It was the biggest load he's ever experienced, his head was foggy.
"Will you lick it for me?" she purred, opening her pussy with her hand and teasing her clit.
"Look at this, your cum drenched slut."
Harriet exclaimed, examining the results of Matt's ejaculation on her fingers. She felt energized and confident.
"Are you going to lick it off for me?" She asked, using a seductive tone.
Matt didn't respond, he was still reeling from the intensity of his orgasm. He just sat there, panting heavily.
Harriet couldn't help but feel a sense of triumph at having reduced him to such a state. This was what she lived for – the feeling of power and control that came with dominating him. She sat up, pushing Matt onto his back and straddled his lap.
"What's the problem, sweetie?" she asked, her voice dripping with mock sympathy.
Matt looked up at her with a mixture of confusion and shame. "I...I don't know what to say," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I feel like I'm not good enough, like I'm not satisfying you." He shook his head, looking past her. "I want to make you happy, but I don't seem to be able to do it."
"Use your tongue" she responded, climbing up to straddle his face.
She pulled at the hair on the back of his head, urging him to taste their combined juices. Matt hesitated, unsure what to do.
He knew Harriet wanted him to lick her pussy clean, and he felt a pang of arousal at the thought.
Harriet began teasing her sloppy pussy. She smiled at Matt, her lips curling into a sultry smirk.
"You know you want to," she purred, running her fingers along her slit. "You don't have to do much.
Just lick it," Harriet said, her voice barely above a whisper as she reached down to stroke his cheek with the back of her hand. "Just clean me up, so we can get ready for bed," she added, her tone becoming teasing and playful once again.
He felt a powerful desire to please Harriet, and that was enough motivation for him.
Harriet looked down at him, her pussy dripping wet with the juices of Luke inside her and Matt's juices covering her pubic mound. She smiled at him. "You're doing great, just keep licking and sucking," she said, her voice low and husky.
Matt felt a rush of adrenaline and excitement at her words. He focused all of his attention on licking and suckling her pussy, trying to make sure that every inch was clean.
He didn't care about the embarrassment or the humiliation – all that mattered was making Harriet happy. He felt an intense need to prove himself.
As Harriet reached her climax, she lowered herself onto Matt's face, grinding it for her pleasure.
Her body tensed up as she let out a loud moan. Matt's mouth and tongue were working overtime to satisfy her. Her pussy juices flowed freely, leaving trails of it on his face. She wasn't a squirter but she felt her juices flowing and made sure she filled Matt's waiting mouth. He choked a little before swallowing the cocktail of sexual juices. She felt like a Goddess being worshipped by her servant.
She had never felt so powerful in her life. Looking down at Matt, she saw his eyes pleading for more. His face was sticky with cum.
It was all over him. He was covered in her juices, and Harriet was feeling invigorated. She looked down at him and smiled.
"You're a slobbering mess, aren't you?"
Matt didn't answer, but nodded his head slowly. He felt embarrassed but also aroused.
"Go clean up "she ordered. Matt left for the bathroom. She checked her phone and there was a message from Luke, a response to her earlier message. It was a picture of his cock, big, hard and covered in her juices. The text accompanying it simple said: "I enjoyed seeing you tonight."
She replied quickly, not wanting to get caught by Matt. It read: "Heard you enjoyed my company more than just tonight." She sent a picture of her naked pussy glistening with cum.