Page 1 of Breaking the Vows

Chapter One

“Hold her down…byher neck, and squeeze.”

With his large hand, Sean obeys my husband’s commands. He places it around my neck as his other one pinches my nipple. He then lets go of my erect nub and grabs my thigh. His grip is tightening causing a guttural moan to escape from deep within him.

I love when I hear him moan and groan like that. It turns me on to no end.

“That’s it, just like that. Keep squeezing...mmm,” my husband, Jared, says. He watches from his spot in the corner. He’s shirtless with his pants unzipped and his large, long engorged cock standing stiffly at attention. His right hand grips around his dick as he begins stroking his member up and down. He sucks in his bottom lip and momentarily closes his eyes. I look over at him just in time to see him pounding his meat faster and faster. What once used to turn me on now just reminds me of his intrusion.

I turn my head to the side, my dark curly hair whiplashing my eyes. I have to quickly look away because if I don’t, I might giggle. It’s just something about him when he does that. It just makes him look so silly. I always thought he’d rather join in on our little engagements, but instead, he’s more than satisfied just watching other men–Sean specifically–fuck my brains out. In the beginning, it was exciting, something new. Now, I just don’t understand it. What made him get off about watching someone else own his wife’s body?

Sean is so good at listening, so good when it comes to taking orders and making everyone feel good. He adores my body and I adore his hands and mouth on it even more.

I’m lying on my back on top of the black satin sheets we only use when we partake in these situations. Seeing me in all types of positions naked on top of the black satin makes Jared go completely wild.

My husband’s cuckolding fetish started not that long ago. Not only does it drive him wild when he watches me get fucked and bent sideways by Sean, he also loves occasionally telling him what to do. “Grab her ass while you choke her,” or “stick your finger in her ass, no two, make thattwofingers.” With Jared, you never know what fantasy is currently roaming around in his brain. His fantasies are sometimes a bit out there for me, but this is what we do and I’ve grown used to it.

“Mmmm,” I choke out as Sean’s hands grasp tightly around my throat. He has yet to ram his cock into me. I know that very order from Jared is coming and I can’t wait. My mouth waters as I lick my lips waiting for that moment. I bring up two fingers to my lips and softly brush against them.

His strong hold on me makes it almost impossible to breathe, but it’s this exact kink that gets me off every single time. The sensation is so intense that I could cum in nearly a second.

“Ram into her…now!” Jared commands with a stern voice.

With Sean’s right hand planted firmly around my neck and now his left hand holding up my ankle, he slams his hard dick into me just in time for my juices to flow out. He’s pounding his dick so hard into me that I almost zone out and don’t feel his grip around my neck. But then I think about it and it brings me back to reality.

I shiver and shake as a third orgasm comes over me. Sean gets turned on whenever I let my cum flow out of me as Jared watches on. He keeps stroking his length, and I know, by the look on his face, that he’s about to blow his own load all over his hand from his seat in the corner.

As Sean explodes deep inside of me, I hear Jared moaning in the corner, no doubt finding his release as well. His favorite chair, a microfiber recliner, is the one that he watches and masturbates from every single time.

I moan out in pure ecstasy as the intensity of the whole situation makes it impossible to keep an inside voice.

“Oh. My. GOD!” I roar out with exhilaration.

“Same time tomorrow night?” Sean asks Jared as he gets off the bed and proceeds to get dressed. His face is red and beads of sweat leak down from his forehead. He’s careful not to make any direct eye contact with me. He doesn’t want to let Jared know how he feels about me, or that he enjoys fucking me senselessly more than is expected of him.

“Yep, same time tomorrow night,” Jared confirms. He gets off his chair and begins walking Sean out of our house.

“Later, Cassidy,” Sean calls out before he steps out of the house.

“Bye, Sean,” I reply, jumping off the bed naked and head towards the window to look outside.

I don’t care if anyone can see me. Granted, not many people are out at 2 a.m. in the morning in this little quiet neighborhood, but I wouldn’t care if they did see me. I have no shame. People looking at me naked actually turns me on. I know I have a tight body and I’ve always used it as an advantage. I’m comfortable with my sexuality and whoever isn’t can go take a hike. It really doesn’t matter to me one bit.

I see Sean’s car pulling out of his spot and taking off onto the main road.

“Alright, he’s gone, baby. Ready for bed?” Jared asks as he hops in before me.

I frown at him. Doesn’t he even want me to change the sheets? Usually, he does. Guess he’s just spent tonight and doesn’t care. After all, Sean is his best friend since forever.

I turn away from the window and take slow, cat-like movements to approach the bed. Just two years ago, seeing my naked body walking seductively over to him would have driven my husband wild. It would have been enough to make him take me and give me one of the best sexually charged nights of my life.

But not anymore. These days, Jared needs more. These days, he needs to see another man owning my body to bring him into complete oblivion. At first I used to think something was wrong with me, like he didn’t find me attractive anymore. But since then, I have come to find out that that’s not it.

It did take quite a bit of convincing to get me to fuck Sean in front of his eyes. I wasn’t comfortable and thought it was odd that he’d be okay with it and would evenwantto watch, but it was only because he knew about it. I had cheated on him in the past. Granted, it was behind his back and not with Sean, but once he found out about it, shit hit the fan. His demands were to either let him watch or watch him leave. He threatened to divorce me and I just couldn’t have that.

I loved my husband. Even though I had done him wrong, I loved him more than anything else in the world. The only reason why I had done what I had was because I had found myself in a compromising position one Friday night after work in my boss’s office. I couldn’t stop the momentum, nor did I want to.

It started off with just my boss, Michael. He was the only one I’d fuck behind Jared’s back. Soon enough though, I became what was known as the office slut. I went around with different partners at the firm and I didn’t care. The more, the merrier. Sometimes, I’d engage in orgies, but I preferred the one-on-one interaction. The intimacy of the act with one partner instead of multiple people was enough for me.

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