Broken Vows - a Cuckold Story (Intro Part - 5 Nick)
Copyright© 2026 by BethanyBelow
Chapter 19: Going to Sleep
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 19: Going to Sleep - This is part 5 of the introduction to my original story, BROKEN VOWS, which is a cuckold story series with some dark undertones. This story is from the Husband Nick's perspective. There will likely be 1-2 more stories with flashbacks/time changes and then the main story will pick up in the current day. I only began writing stories a few months ago, so please email, comment and vote. I appreciate your feedback as I would like to improve! You can also follow me on X @WordyBitchBeth
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Wife Watching DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Cream Pie Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism Public Sex
That night, after the kids were finally down and the house was quiet, Sarah came out of the bathroom in just a short robe. She dropped it without a word and stood there in nothing but the red bikini bottoms from earlier, the tiny fabric still clinging between her cheeks. My cock was already stirring before she even spoke.
“You said you might want to see me without it,” she said, voice lower than usual. She turned slowly, letting me look at her ass, then hooked her thumbs in the sides and peeled the bottoms down her legs. She kicked them aside, turned around, and greeted me with another surprise. She had shaved. Her bush that she had for as long as I could remember was gone, not a hair to be seen, and she smiled at me.
“See anything else that’s different?”
My mouth fell open, and I felt like one of those old cartoons where my brain should bug out of my head, and my tongue roll onto the floor. Instead, I managed to speak, “God dam baby, you shaved, and it looks so sexy. What brought that on?”
“Well, I got the new swimsuit, and the hairs were poking out everywhere. I tried trimming it and showed Roxie, but it just didn’t look right. I thought about doing a small patch or a landing strip like Roxie, but the blonde hairs don’t really stand out. I was going to get it waxed because I was worried about shaving and cutting myself, and Roxie offered to help. You really like it?”
“I don’t like it; I love it,” I said, but my mind was now totally torn between looking at the gorgeous pussy right in front of me and the mental image of Roxie between my wife’s legs shaving her pussy.
“Good she said as she walked slowly to the bed and then climbed onto it, moving forward on her hands and knees before looking back over her shoulder. “Why don’t you come over here and show me.”
I was on her in seconds. I kissed the small of her back, then lower, spreading her cheeks with both hands so I could lick her. She was already wet, and running my tongue on her smooth pussy was heavenly. I buried my face between her legs from behind like a starved animal. My nose was in her pussy, and she smelled divine. My tongue worked her clit while two fingers slid inside her. She pushed back against my mouth, moaning louder than she usually allowed herself. I was like an animal, my lips and mouth moving all over her pussy, licking, sucking, tasting. I experimented with tongue fucking her and even gave one exploratory lick across her tight little asshole until my mouth settled back on her clit. Instead of flinching or telling me not to do that, Sarah just moaned deeply.
“God, Nick ... right there. Don’t stop.”
I didn’t. I licked and sucked until her thighs started shaking and she came hard, grinding back on my tongue, a broken little cry escaping her. When I moved up and lined myself up, she reached back and guided me in.
“Fuck me,” she said. “Hard. I want it hard tonight.”
I don’t think I ever remembered Sarah using those words before during sex, and I was as turned on as I had been since probably our wedding night, perhaps before. This was a side to Sarah that I had never seen, and I wanted to enjoy it to the fullest. I pushed into her with ease and started slow, but she pushed back, meeting every thrust.
“Harder,” she whispered.
I gripped her hips and drove into her, the sound of skin on skin loud in the quiet room.
She kept talking—something she almost never did. “Yes ... like that. Don’t stop. Fuck me. Fuck me harder, Nick. I want to feel it.”
I did. I fucked her as hard as I dared and even wrapped one hand in her hair, pulling just enough to pull her head back a little and make her moan.
“Spank me, Nick.”
I almost froze. I did not know what to say or do. Those were words I had never expected to hear from my beautiful, innocent wife.”
“Are you sure, babe?” I asked, trying hard to keep my composure and my movements smooth.
“Yes,” she answered, her voice hoarse and thick, “Spank me.”
I brought my hand down onto her butt cheek, flat and trying not to make it too hard, but enough to create some noise.
“Harder,” she groaned.
I spanked the other cheek harder.
“More ... don’t stop, just keep spanking me,” Sarah pleaded with me as she brought her butt back to meet each of my thrusts.
I spanked her, alternating between cheeks, adding more force until the sounds were loud and her ass was turning a dark shade of red. A white, frothy cream started to form on my cock, and I marveled at how excited she was.
“Please, Nick, I am close. Please don’t stop, fuck me harder, keep spanking me,” she was crying out now, loudly.
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