Broken Vows - a Cuckold Story (Intro Part 2 - Sarah)
Copyright© 2026 by BethanyBelow
Chapter 2: Last Night
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2: Last Night - This is part 2 of the introduction to my original story BROKEN VOWS which is a cuckold story series. The first story was from the husband Nick's perspective and laid some of the background. This story is from the wife Sarah's perspective.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma Fa Consensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing Wife Watching DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Squirting Voyeurism Public Sex Size
I could not believe how it had felt when his huge cock had pushed into me for the first time, how full I had become, the intensity of the sensations it had caused until I could not think straight. I had never seen one that large before, and when I first looked at it, I was sure there was no way I could take it.
“I don’t think I can take that,” I had told him in a small voice.
He only smiled at me and told me I would be fine and to relax as he rubbed his head against me and then pushed.
Somehow I had taken it. All of it. And every time he pushed deeper into me, I had felt pleasure I had not known was possible. He had fucked me in every way possible that I could imagine, and I had cum harder than at any time in my life, over and over. He had given me more orgasms that way in one night than Nick had ever made me come from his cock in twelve years of marriage.
My husband Nick was an attentive and careful lover. He always put my pleasure ahead of his own and made sure I finished, usually with his mouth before. Still, often he would go down on me after he had already cum inside me to be sure I experienced the same level of enjoyment in our sex that he did. I had hated the idea of him putting his mouth on me after he had already finished. It felt gross and disgusting, and I could not imagine that he really would want to do that; however, one night when we had both had too much to drink, he had ignored my objections.
“Just let me,” he had said, and then his mouth was on me, tasting a combination of what both our bodies had created. I had moved my hand to push his head away, but he had been faster, and when his lips had sealed around my clit, I had lost the fight to stop him, and I had come so hard I had almost cried. After that night, I only put up token resistance when he would do that. I never understood how he could enjoy doing that for me, and I never told him how much I liked the dirty feeling it gave every time he did. His mouth had been the most reliable way I came with him, and until last night, I had always thought I simply was not able to cum easily from penetration.
I still enjoyed the experience of him entering me and our bodies moving together. It was intimate, it was special, and it represented our love for each other. Even before Nick, having an orgasm through penetration was a rare and special event I cherished. I had read many articles that said some women could not cum or only could cum through clitoral stimulation, and I figured my body was just one of those that had been built that way. Then last night happened, and the way this man had fucked me dispelled any thought I had that there was something wrong with my body.
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