J. Benford - The Family Haven 1

They had stopped moving on the floor; already between the two men Brenda was being ushered towards a door covered by a green curtain.

Without saying yes or no she was finding herself in a darkened room just across a narrow hallway from the rooms hired by Tim's firm. In the dark room she heard chucking and wet noises like kissing. A shrill giggle or a gasp filled the air now and again, and Brenda was being pulled down on to Silas' lap as soon as his groping hands had found a chair. She was not sure where Marko went to, she was too preoccupied in trying to grab the fat wrists of Silas as he tried to feel right up her legs.

"You'll ruin my stockings," she protested quietly, as she tried without much success to keep his hot hands down around her knees. He laughed dryly. "Don't worry about that, honey, Marko will buy you nylons by the gross," he retorted as his hands flicked her dress well up her lovely legs.

She wanted to slap his face when she felt his hands at the tops of her nylon hose, she was going to struggle and get off his lap and get out of this stuffy dark room… but as his hot hands slid on to the bare flesh of her thighs above her stockings she felt a tremor of sensual excitement race through her. No one could see what was happening, no one knew she was in here with this man. If she was missed from the other rooms, Tim would think she had gone to the cloakroom, he would never know she was in this little room astride a strange man's lap, with the stranger's hands up to the tops of her legs. A few yards ahead a flickering light illuminated a screen hung on the wall. Brenda pulled her dress down so that the hands of Silas would not be so noticeable up at her thighs. She was glad she had pulled her clothing over his hands to hide what he was doing, for now he was getting more bold… his hands had reached the edge of her panties…

Brenda Miller had read many times about clubs where blue films were shown. In one certain Sunday newspaper quite a feature had been made about the extent of this depravity; but of course she had never seen a dirty film before, or thought she would ever get the opportunity. On to the screen came the title "HOUSEWIFE LOVING." The flickering had grown less now and the film seemed much clearer. The first shots showed a pretty woman at her dressing table. The camera moved at various angles, and Brenda saw the woman was about her own age. She was in a negligee and a nightie, and a low murmur filled the stuffy room when it was seen that she stripped off the clothing and stood before the mirror admiring herself. She quickly put on her negligee again when it appeared that someone was at the front door. A man dressed as a milkman -С it was clearly Silas -С was at the front door. A few seconds of chatter, and the hefty man was carrying the flimsilyСattired female back to her bedroom.

It was enthralling for Brenda to see the woman on the screen trying to fight off the attentions of Silas, while Silas was, in person, feeling up her own legs. The woman on the film was a good actress or else she really was afraid of the hefty man, for Brenda saw her putting up a good fight before at last she was forced to give in and lie stretched out on the bed. Brenda could hardly believe her eyes when the camera moved in for a really careful close-up of Silas opening his fly and getting out his immense penis. Brenda had never known any man could have such a thick whopper as the one being shown in close-up on the screen. She felt even more aroused and excited at the thought that she was on the lap of the possessor of that great prick.

When the 'milkman' began to use his sexual equipment in the way that nature intended, the close-up shots showed the pleasure the woman was now experiencing, after her fear, and Brenda could see that the woman was not acting now, even if she had been before.

Brenda felt a lot of fumbling going on under her asscheeks and quickly guessed what Silas was doing. He had opened his trouser-front, he was maneuvering her on his lap, lifting her skirt at the back. On the screen the camera seemed to be fixed on the face of the woman, her facial contracting and contortions, her wild expressions of lust, the intense pleasure she was getting from the union of her cunt with that gigantic cock was there in great detail for all to see. Brenda found herself almost wishing she was that woman… almost… she felt the hot breath in her ear, then the hoarse whispered voice of Silas, "Bend forward and lift up a little honey," he was murmuring. "And I'll give it to you."

She knew what he meant, knew what he was suggesting. "No… please… oh no… I can't let you go as far as that," she managed to mumble to him at the same time trying to resist the way he was pushing her hips upwards to allow that huge shaft of his penis to weave upwards from where her ass-cheeks squashed it down to its unnatural position.

"Don't be silly, you want a good fuck," it was not Silas speaking to her now, she realized the voice came from the kneeling Marko beside the chair. In the darkness she had not known he was there, now he was getting his hands up her dress, he had his fingers clawing at her panties trying to get them down, whilst the strong arms of Silas eased her off his lap and made the removal of her panties easier for his boss.

Suddenly it was not only the hands of Marko up her legs, it was his large head as well. Her dress front bulged as he somehow leaned across her knee and got his face right up to the tops of her thighs. Silas kept his arms about her so that she could not get up, and with her panties down to her stretched-apart knees, Marko was actually licking at her crotch.

Brenda had to bite her lip hard not to gasp out in sheer and utter pleasure as a delightful sensation swept through her. She had never known such a feeling as this. She knew it was very wicked to have this sort of heavenly pleasure with these men. All around her sounds of grunts and sobs could be heard, and no one seemed to worry that the film had almost reached its climax, and the 'house-wife' was now indulging with Silas in the most grotesque and obscene frigging. Brenda was glad when the film ended, for the room was in utter and complete darkness now, and she lay with her back against Silas' body, while Marko crouched at her knees and lathered her cunt with his saliva and his tonguing kisses.

Still keeping his face to her hot wet cunt, Marko reached up to grab her wrists and make her feel under her buttocks to the huge cock that reared close beneath her. For the first time since she had married Tim she was holding the cock of another man… and it was the grandest, most throbby prick she had ever imagined. She tried to close her thighs and imprison Marko's head when she felt him ease his face away from her lust-crazed hole. She heard him give a low chuckle in the darkness, she heard him murmur, "It's not my mouth you want, honey," he was saying.

"Go on… slip it in! Guide that lovely cock in, my honey. Don't try and pretend you don't want it."

She lifted herself upwards and allowed the huge hot shaft of stiff cock to be levered under her crotch. Carefully and slowly she lowered herself down to be impaled on the fattest hardest prick she had ever known. Silas had his arms around her body, his large hands groping to cup her titties. She felt him playing with her breasts; and at the same time she felt the hands of Marko gripping the tops of her thighs between her nylon tops and her Vee. "Go on, honey," he was urging her.

"Move your twat. Work hard and fast. We can't keep the lights off in this room forever!"

She gasped. Silas was hurting her tits with the cruel grip he imposed on the soft flesh through her bra. Brenda began to jerk herself up and down on his lap, getting the weird sensation that she was behaving more like a barnyard animal than a respectable young wife out for an evening with her husband! Despite the fact that she felt guilty, the sexual arousement within her made her want to continue like this until she got the supreme thrilling pleasure of her orgasm… when it did explode within her, she experienced the most satisfying, twitchiest come of her life… never had she felt her cuntjuices being drawn from so deep with her… never had she known Tim exude so much wet hot into her as this stallion was doing now.