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Silas Takes Sarah, again…

To set the scene for this let me introduce the main characters, who are all adult.I am Chris, husband to Sarah. I should also add that I am her cuck. I am 35 and have been married to Sarah for over 10 years. Sarah is 30 and a milf. She is a brunette. Her hair just reaches her shoulders and is cut in a bobbed style. She is 5’8 and has a curvy but not fat figure. Her 36c breasts are a perfect size, not massive but not modest. Then there is her wonderful, full and firm ass.

Introducing Silas next will probably get me in trouble. Yeah he should have been first, like he is first at everything else. Silas is 40, white, 6’3 and a fit 230lbs. He likes being dominant. Yes, he is our bull.Silas works with Sarah at a mid sized business. Oddly he is not her boss, in the workplace that is. The full story of how he came to control and own her is for another day. All you need to know for now is that he does. Pretty much the same thing goes for me too I guess.

It’s a late Autumn evening, a Saturday. Not any old Saturday. Today is our wedding anniversary. The extended family are gathered in the house to celebrate with us. Sarah looks unusually clever for the occasion. By time I mean that at weekends she normally dresses very casually in sports gear or jeans. On the rate occasions that we go out as a couple she smartens up, but this evening is very different. She has a tight black dress on. It is sleeveless so it reveals a lot of flesh. From the sides you can catch a view of her bra and breasts. It’s like she is wearing a push up bra to enhance her fairly decent cleavage further. She also has on black pantyhose and shoes with small heels, I’d say 2 inches. That makes her as tall as me. She has carefully applied her make up and looks quite stunning. A real milf in my comment. No wonder Silas was attracted to her.

The conversation is flowing. We are all eating and drinking in the family lounge. Even my brother-in-law has turned up. We chat, look through the wedding photos, laugh and are having fun. It’s around 8pm and it is dark outside. A bit of a chill in the air like the previous night.Suddenly there is a loud nock on the door. As everyone looks, it springs open and in struts Silas. My heart skips – what a surprise, but it’s one I am dreading. I feel very uncomfortable as he walks into the lounge unannounced. He walks straight towards where Sarah and I are sat. Sarah springs up from the chair to greet him. Their embrace is close and it lingers. His muscular arms surround her and his hands drop low on her waist. He slowly and deliberately lets his hands drop across her ass cheeks. Sarah seems to tingle as this happens but she doesn’t pull away. This isn’t a woman in shock. Quite the opposite, she moves closer as if to snuggle into his chest.I know what is expected of me. I have stood up and I welcome him. Of course he doesn’t respond but instead engages with Sarah. Sarah can’t contain her excitement at his arrival of course. The look of happiness on her face is obvious and the tone of her voice has become higher pitched, almost squealing like a college girl. They both sit down, Silas taking my place at the side of my wife. They giggle as I ask Silas if he wants a beer. I already know he does but I have to ask to show him respect.

The whole family are looking at him and at me. They are startled and wondering who the rude stranger is. I know it is down to me to announce him.“Everyone, this is Silas, a co-worker of Sarah. Silas and Sarah have been working on a large bid for several months. It’s a big deal for their company and if they win it, no doubt they will be well rewarded. I know they have worked intensively, often late into the night and at the weekends. That’s why we haven’t been seeing much of my lovely wife, your mom and your daughter”.I am hoping this is sounding convincing. Sarah’s parents nod with approval and say hi. Silas doesn’t respond. He is too engaged with Sarah, whispering to her and making her laugh.“It’s a surprise to see you Silas. I thought the bid was ready to go in?” I cheekily add. As soon as I say that I regret it. He will remember that snipe.“Oh not quite finished” Sarah replies. “There are a few more figures to go over”. She said that with a smirk as she stares at me disapprovingly.“That’s right, we need a big effort tonight. That’s why I have cum over tonight” Silas says, grinning and emphasising the word cum that he deliberately used.I head to the kitchen for that beer quickly. I need time to think. I need excuses and I am worried about what is gonna happen. He is so unpredictable and controlling. All part of his dominant streak I guess.I grab the beer and head back to the lounge.

Silas has already taken my seat next to Sarah. They are both twisted facing each other, as if to block out everyone else. As I present his beer he grins and says “hurry cucky”. Shit, everyone would have heard that. I hope they ignore it. I mean it is out of context for them so their minds will think they didn’t hear it.Silas puts his right arm around Sarah’s shoulders as is playing with her neck. In front of everyone. The room is staring, perplexed. They look at me for an answer, but what can I do? Nothing. Just watch.Silas whispers to Sarah. She leans closer to him so her ear is close to his mouth and her body closer to his. She grins, looks at me and the places her right hand on his strong thigh.What do I do? I have to act. I can’t let the extended family watch this play out.“Um, everyone, let’s move into the kitchen to get more food and drink. We can give Silas and Sarah a few minutes to discuss work”.“Take you time” Silas booms. “We have a lot to go over and I am a man that loves attention to detail”.With the family in the kitchen I draw the door to ¾ closed. I hover near the entrance, guarding it. I look into the lounge and see that Silas is already kissing Sarah’s neck. His left hand is on her and is caressing her nylon clad legs. Starting with her calf and moving up to her thigh. Sarah is responding in several methods. Her head is back to expose her neck to his mouth. Her breathing has intensified and I can see her breasts rising and falling with each deep breath. Her hand is gripping his leg so hard that it looks like her painted nails are digging into his skin.I watch, mesmorised. That feeling hits me. Fear mixed with excitement. A bit of anger and resentment. The rush of anticipation. But then the concern that the family will notice overtakes the other emotions.Shit. What can I do? Maybe nothing, as usual? How long can I keep the family in here?I glance at the family. They are getting agitated and want to go back to the lounge. I check what is happening in the lounge. OMG! He has pushed the bottom of her dress up. I can now see that Sarah is wearing black hold ups. The slut! She must have known all along that he was coming tonight.The tops of her milky white thighs are now visible and his large hand continues to explore.

Sarah slowly, but with no resistance, opens her legs to make it easier for Silas.Noticing her submission, Silas laughs. “Ha slut! You are hungry for your present”.I can barely hear them but I know what the response will be. The adrenaline in my body heightens my hearing. I am expecting it but it still shocks me.“Yes daddy” replies Sarah. “Very hungry daddy”.Silas pushes her head forward. “Oh know, please don’t make her blow you in the lounge” I whisper to myself.To my relief that wasn’t his plan. He makes Sarah stand, facing me in the kitchen. He can see that I am peeping. He stands next to her, towering over her. His hand still on her neck. He grabs a handful of hair and uses it to walk her towards the stairs.She doesn’t withstand. She couldn’t anyway. She stumbles with him. As they leave the room Silas is staring at me, grinning from ear to ear. “See you in an hour cucky” he says.

A few minutes later the family is back in the lounge and I am making another excuse.“Silas and Sarah have gone to the home office to rework some figures and practice their presentation” I announce. I know what that really means….The conversation flows again. It’s like there had been no interruption, except that we can hear the dull sound of footsteps above us and the muffled conversation. I know the footsteps have gone to the master bedroom. I can hear a bit of banging, like furniture being moved or a drawer being opened and closed. Some muffled conversation. A giggle. A deeper voice. Then it starts. A regular squeak, squeak, squeak. We can all hear it, but I know what it is. It’s our marital bed getting another work out. It’s been squeaking ever since Silas started fucking Sarah in it. I want to fix it but he won’t let me. He says he likes the noise and that it is like a signal to the house and me that he is taking my wife. That he is there to use her, however he sees fit. “Don’t forget cucky, she is mine now and I want you to know the sound of my pleasure throughout the house” is his mantra. He reminds me regularly.I know this is gonna get worse.

I increase the volume of the TV. But it’s no good. The squeak now has a regular thump, thump, thump to accompany it. I know that means that Silas has his big, thick cock in my wife’s pussy and he is pounding her hard. He can go for hours too.The family hear this and are now getting embarrassed. They try to avoid looking at me and each other. I know that means that they have worked out what is going on. Oh the shame, the humiliation that I feel. And the excitement. I am rock fucking hard.Well if anyone hadn’t worked out what was happening they are in no doubt now as the sound of my wife moaning comes from the room above us. Deep moans, getting louder. The voices are becoming clearer:

“That’s it slut. Take my big cock”.“Oh daddy, yes. I need it so much”“You know what you are and what you need, don’t you bitch?”“Yes daddy. I am a cock slut. A slut for your cock.”“Fuck me harder daddy”.

The shock in the lounge is suddenly interrupted by another knock on the door.I open the door to meet a young guy, probably no more than 20 at a guess. He is tall and athletic. He looks a lot like Silas. “Oh shit, no way” I think to myself.

“I am Arthur, I am here to drive may father home” he announces. He makes his way past me without being invited.“Where is my dad?” he asks as he looks up the stairs towards the noise of an obviously passionate fuck session.

“Ummm” I stammer.

“dad said I must be taken to him immediately” he ordered.“This way” and I point towards the stairs.

The young man proceeds and I follow. He follows the sound, which is pretty flipping easy. The bedroom door is half open and he stops there looking in. I am behind him and can’t see past his large frame.

“Come in son”. As he moves into the room I can now see. Sarah is on the bed. Her black dress is pulled up around her waist. Her black nylon hold ups have been replaced by white fishnet stockings and a white garter belt. She has 4 inch high white heels on. Spiky heels. Her come fuck me heels. The top of her dress has been pulled down. Her bra is still on but her tits have been pulled out. They are swinging back and forward as Silas continues to plough into her pussy from behind. The contrast of the black dress and white stockings is odd, but it is offset by what I see next. She is wearing her wedding veil. Yep, it’s her wedding anniversary and she is treating Silas to a kinky fuck by wearing her wedding veil. It’s even pulled down over her face to make her look all innocent and bridal.

Silas is fucking Sarah hard, real hard. I am fixated by the scene, just like I am every time. He pulls his long, thick solid cock right the way back. I can see Sarah’s pussy juice gleaming on his shaft. He then rams it home so hard that Sarah shudders forward. Her mature ass cheeks vibrate with the hit and if it wasn’t for Silas’s strong hands holding her hips, her head would be hitting the wall.

She moans deeply with each thrust.It all seems to be in slow motion but in reality he is going at a hell of a pace. Taking out his frustration on a married cunt.I notice that Sarah has one hand between her legs, rubbing her clit. As if his cock wasn’t enough, he has built her rub herself too.Her other arm is outstretched trying to support her weight and balance the strong thrusts from Silas. It is holding something new that I hadn’t noticed before. She has a chain leash in her hand. I follow it back to her neck where I see Silas has built her put on a dog collar.I can see that Sarah is nearing an orgasm. It’s not the first tonight and it won’t be her last. She is getting louder and more verbal. Her moans are interspersed with comments, like “oh yeah baby, fuck me, fuck me harder, fill my cunt”. The language is crude. To think that 6 months ago she barely cussed, now she sounds like a whore.

“Arthur come closer son, here take hold of the leash and make her your bitch”. Arthur wastes no time. He is at the side of the bed and the roughly pulls the chain, forcing Sarah’s head up. That’s when she notices me stood in the doorway. She lets out a long, deep moan indicating that my presence, being made to watch her take cock, has built her cum.In the seconds this takes, I didn’t notice Arthur removing his trousers. A massive, stiff cock springs into view. Easily as big as his father’s. Sarah’s mouth is open gasping for air as she continues to howl as a powerful orgasm washes across her.Arthur mounts the bed and immediately forces his big cock into her mouth. She gags. He has gone straight to the back of her mouth. Sarah adjusts her head to accommodate more but she is still gagging. Spit is coming out of her mouth and lubricating Arthur’s solid cock. He is still banging away at her face as his father furiously fucks her cunt. Finally Arthur gets the right angle and he forces his cock into Sarah’s throat. He takes several, powerful strokes and is fucking her throat. I can see the bulge of his cock forcing Sarah’s throat open. It looks like it might explode.”Woah son, let her brief! I know she is a whore but we don’t want her dying tonight!”Arthur pulls out and Sarah gasps for air. Her eyes are streaming and her make up is ruined.”Suck my balls bitch” Arthur demands.”That’s my boy. I knew you would be good at this”. (To be continued…)

NSFW: yes

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