<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/36756015">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="44328233" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>It’s hard to say when Derek got Naomi pregnant. I like to think that I witnessed it, though. I wasn’t present every time they had sex, but I was there for roughly half their encounters before Naomi revealed the positive pregnancy test.</p><p>I was surprised when she let me watch the first one. I figured she’d want it to be a romantic evening with Derek, but Naomi said she thought it was important that I be there.</p><p>She bought a beautiful sheer white baby doll for the occasion and paired it with a sheer white thong. I watched her get dressed for him and it wasn’t more than a few minutes before I had a painfully throbbing erection.</p><p>“What do you think?” Naomi asked as she slipped the baby doll over her head and pulled it into place.</p><p>“It’s perfect,” I said.</p><p>She looked in the mirror and ran her hands over the soft material. “You don’t think it’s too much?”</p><p>“It’s not,” I said. “It really is perfect. There’s something about it that feels like it really fits the occasion, to be honest.”</p><p>Naomi smiled and turned away from the mirror. She closed the distance between us with a few steps and kissed me.</p><p>“Are you sure about this?” she asked softly.</p><p>“I am,” I answered.</p><p>We didn’t jump into this lightly. We talked about it a ton, to be honest. I’m not going to detail those conversations because they’re boring, but we talked about it. We knew it was a big deal. We were both on board, though.</p><p>Naomi smiled again and reached between my legs. She found my erection through my pants and gently stroked it.</p><p>“You’re okay with not getting to enjoy me until I’m pregnant?” she asked.</p><p>That was one of her rules. Even though I’d been using condoms, she wasn’t willing to take the risk that one of my swimmers might sneak through.</p><p>“Yes,” I said.</p><p>Naomi stepped away and moved into the bed. She spread her legs and pulled aside the sheer white thong, exposing her perfect pussy.</p><p>“Would you like to lick me a little before he gets here? I’d love it if you got me nice and wet for him,” she said.</p><p>You’ll understand why I couldn’t turn down that offer. Of course I crawled between her legs and licked her pussy. Of course I thought about the fact that I wasn’t going to be fucking her until another man’s baby was growing inside her. Of course it turned me on.</p><p>“Thank you,” Naomi said afterwards. It felt like she was giving thanks for more than a bit of cunnilingus. It felt like she was giving thanks for my willingness to go along with her desire to have her boyfriend inseminate her.</p><p>“My pleasure,” I said.</p><p>When Derek arrived I took a seat in the corner of the bedroom. I was there to witness their pleasure, not to participate. I was allowed to masturbate, but I had to keep quiet and I wasn’t permitted to cum in the room. Naomi didn’t want anything to distract from the connection she and her boyfriend were making.</p><p>The sex that first night was beautiful. It was slow, sensual, and shot through with love. They absolutely were not fucking. They were making love. My wife was making love with another man and doing it in our bed. Even better, they were doing it with the intention of getting her pregnant.</p><p>I didn’t pull out my cock. All I did was rub it through my pants. It felt too dirty to masturbate as I watched. It felt like it would taint the experience, and I didn’t want that.</p><p>I simply wanted to be witness to my wife’s love for another man, because that’s what it was. The sex they were having was a manifestation of her love for Derek. It was the ultimate consequence of her having a boyfriend. It had gone from fun, thrilling lust to full on love and now she wanted him to get her pregnant.</p><p>She’d been off of birth control long enough to be fully unprotected. There wasn’t a condom in sight. Derek’s bare cock was moving in and out of her pussy as they kissed. Naomi’s panties were on the floor but the sheer baby doll was still on. They kissed as he slid in and out of her. They moaned together. They touched each other sensually. They fully and completely embraced their shared love.</p><p>When Derek began to thrust faster I knew his orgasm was imminent. They both started moaning a little louder and more insistently. Naomi spread her legs a little wider.</p><p>Finally, Derek unleashed that ultimate groan of pleasure and came inside her. She wrapped her legs around him as he ejaculated.</p><p>The moments after they finished might have been the most beautiful. Derek stayed inside her as they shared soft kisses and touched each other in the way that only lovers do.</p><p>“I love you,” Naomi said in a soft voice as she stared into her boyfriend’s eyes.</p><p>He kissed her. Their lips lingered together as he gently thrust inside her. “I love you too.”</p><p>Had I been masturbating, that was the moment I would have cum. It was perfect, at least for a cuckold like me.</p><p>Another man was in my wife. He had just unleashed his cum into her unprotected pussy with the hope of inseminating her. They’d just declared their love for each other and it was entirely genuine.</p><p>After that, I quietly slipped out of the bedroom. I felt like an interloper and since I wasn’t going to masturbate in their presence it felt as though I’d served my purpose.</p><p>I didn’t want to scurry into the guest room or the office to masturbate. Something about it felt kind of gross. Instead I chose to bask in the sense of cuckold bliss I was feeling. I’ve honestly never been in such a state of joyful arousal and I didn’t want it to end.</p><p>It was about an hour later when I heard the moaning again. Neither Naomi nor Derek had emerged from the bedroom in that time. I imagined they’d also been basking in the utter joy of their situation. At some point they transitioned to fooling around again and their overwhelming lust took over.</p><p>The second round lasted longer than the first. The moans drifted down the hallway to my spot on the couch. I muted the TV and listened to my wife and her boyfriend make love with the intention of getting pregnant. My cock throbbed but I refused to masturbate. As frustrating as it was, I loved it.</p><p>When the moaning relented I knew Naomi had a second load of Derek’s seed inside her. I imagined them kissing and declared their love for each other. I was sitting there alone but I was aroused in a way that astounded me. It was truly incredible.</p><p>A little while later Naomi emerged from the bedroom. She shut the door behind her and slowly walked towards me. She was still in the white baby doll and the matching panties.</p><p>I looked at my wife and smiled. I couldn’t help but think about Derek’s cum inside her on a quest to get her pregnant. I wanted it to have already happened.</p><p>Naomi sat on the couch next to me. She leaned over and kissed me. I got hard as her lips lingered against mine.</p><p>“Thank you for letting me watch,” I said. </p><p>“You’re welcome,” Naomi whispered as she unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock.</p><p>Her fingers wrapped around it and she stroked me slowly. She kissed me again, this time far more vigorously. Her tongue moved into my mouth and I moaned as my orgasm approached. I couldn’t hold it off. I’d spent hours in a state of wild, heightened desire.</p><p>It made a splendid mess when I came. It spilled on my pants and shot onto my shirt, but I didn’t care one whit. I was far too thrilled at having had one of the finest orgasms of my life.</p><p>“Derek’s going to stay the night,” Naomi said after she released my cock from her grasp.</p><p>“Sleep well,” I replied.</p><p>She kissed my cheek and left. I watched her stroll down the hallway and disappear into the bedroom as my cock softened. I got a quick orgasm. Derek got to spend the night with her and cum inside her multiple times. </p><p>I ended up cumming again before going to bed. Naomi was moaning as she and her boyfriend made love again. She was moaning for him to get her pregnant. Of course I had to masturbate. I had an orgasm just as she did. I imagined Derek cumming inside her and impregnating her. It was a beautiful climax.</p><p><br></p><p>“It’s beautiful,” I said.</p><p>Naomi smiled. “I know.”</p><p>I was on my knees in front of her. She was in a pair of white panties and a matching bra. It was her stomach that had gotten my attention, though.</p><p>“It’s so beautiful,” I said as I reached up and gently ran my fingers over it.</p><p>She’d just started to show. We’d known she was pregnant for a few months, but this felt different.</p><p>I leaned forward and kissed her belly. It felt firm. Naomi ran her fingers through my hair. I looked up and saw her smiling.</p><p>There was nothing sexual about what we were doing, but I was still hard. That had become a fairly common occurrence since Naomi showed me the positive pregnancy test. It was so much more erotic than I thought it would be. I was turned on all the time at the very idea that someone else had gotten her pregnant.</p><p>“I love that his baby’s inside you,” I said. It was far from the first time I’d expressed that sentiment, but I couldn’t help it.</p><p>“I do too,” Naomi replied.</p><p>“May I?” I asked as I slipped my fingers into the waistband of her panties.</p><p>Naomi nodded and I pulled her underwear to the floor. She leaned against the foot of the bed, spread her legs, and welcomed my lips to her pussy.</p><p>“Mmmmm,” she moaned as I went down on her. She gently grasped my head in her hands and held me in place as I worked her over.</p><p>Naomi had promised that we could have sex again after Derek got her pregnant, and she was true to her word. We had sex after she showed me the positive pregnancy test, in fact.</p><p>Something about her being pregnant with Derek’s baby changed things for me, though. It’s not that I didn’t want to have sex with my wife. I did. She’s beautiful and sex is one of life’s greatest pleasures. I don’t know if I can really explain it other than to say that it no longer felt right.</p><p>What felt right was Derek being the one to meet Naomi’s needs for sex, which had increased markedly in her second trimester.</p><p>I’d naturally found my way to going down on Naomi a great deal more often. Again, it felt right. It felt like it was my role. I wasn’t really thinking about it so much as I was going on instinct, and my instincts led me to a place where my role was to provide Naomi with pleasure and support while putting my pleasure second.</p><p>We never had an explicit conversation about it. We just sort of settled into those roles. Every once in a while Naomi and I would have sex, but it had only happened a few times since Derek had gotten her pregnant.</p><p>Most of the time I would go down on her and she would thank me when I was finished. We would kiss and cuddle a little and if she was feeling generous she would give me a handjob. There wasn’t any talk of me not having any right to her pussy or having to behave like a cuckold. It was just that it felt like the right thing for both of us.</p><p>For me, those sensations deepened when Naomi began to show. Her belly was a constant reminder that someone else’s baby was growing inside her. It was a reminder that my wife had fallen in love with another man and elected to have a baby with him.</p><p>At no point did it feel like Naomi was going to leave me for Derek. She was in love with him, of course, but she was in love with me too, and I’d never been more in love with her. I know it sounds crazy, but it strengthened our marriage when we embarked on this journey and it’s only gotten stronger at each stop along the way.</p><p>I love my wife more than I ever have and I know she feels the same way about me. I’m not sure what the future is going to hold after the baby is born, but I’m sure it’s going to be beautiful.</p><p>In the meantime, Derek and Naomi are going on a babymoon vacation. They’re going to take a long weekend together at a beautiful beachside resort. They’re going to embrace their feelings for each other, make love countless times, and deepen their relationship. While they’re gone, I’m going to feel more like a cuckold than I ever have, I’m sure.</p><p>I haven’t talked to Naomi about it, but I could see Derek spending more nights at the house as the delivery date nears. Perhaps she’ll want the father in her bed every night. Perhaps she won’t. I’m confident that I’ll be happy to go along with whatever Naomi wants.</p><p>I’m confident that whatever the future holds, I’m going to be happier than I’ve ever been and our marriage is going to be better than I ever imagined possible.</p><p>The End</p>