<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="34604590" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Where is he taking you?” I asked as I watch Naomi zip up the rather short skirt she’d picked out for her second date with Derek.</p><p>“We’re going to a club, believe it or not. It’s supposed to be a pretty low key place, but we’re definitely going to be dancing.” Naomi adjusted the skimpy halter top that matched perfectly with her skirt and smiled at me in the mirror. “I’m really looking forward to it, to be honest. It’s been forever since we went dancing.”</p><p>She was right. We used to go dancing quite often. Naomi always loved it and I always loved how much she got into it. I definitely loved how she would be all hot and bothered by the time we were done. We had great sex every single time we went dancing, without fail.</p><p>I wondered if Naomi was thinking about that as she surveyed herself in the mirror. Was she excited because she knew there was a very good chance she was going to have sex with Derek before the night was over? That’s certainly what I was excited about.</p><p>“You know what’s going to happen tonight, right?” Naomi said as she turned from the mirror and approached me.</p><p>Well, that answered that question. She was definitely thinking about it.</p><p>“What’s that?” I said. I was being a little playful. Mostly, I wanted to hear her say it.</p><p>Naomi smiled as she stopped in front of me. I could smell her perfume. It was a new scent. Her makeup looked flawless. She was perfect in every way in that moment.</p><p>“Derek and I are going to spend the night dancing just like you and I used to,” Naomi said as she turned around and ground her ass into my crotch, mimicking what she used to do when we’d go out.</p><p>She turned around and leaned closer. I could feel her breath on my neck as she said, “His hands are going to be all over my body. I’m going to grind into him. We’re going to kiss on the dance floor.”</p><p>She placed a single soft kiss on my neck and reached between my legs to massage my rock hard cock. I’m pretty sure I would have done anything for her in that moment.</p><p>“I’m going to get wet for him. My pussy is going to be dripping with desire for Derek.”</p><p>Naomi’s voice was laced with lust. I didn’t know if she was putting on a show for me or if she was already feeling the kind of arousal she was describing and I didn’t really care. She seemed seriously worked up and it was having the same effect on me.</p><p>“Then what’s going to happen?” I asked.</p><p>“Then I’m going to let him fuck me,” Naomi said as she stepped back. “We’re going to go back to Derek’s place and he’s going to fuck your wife.”</p><p>I briefly pictured my wife enjoying someone else’s cock. It was beautiful and it made my cock throb.</p><p>Naomi was smiling when I opened my eyes and looked at her. She seemed very pleased with herself, and she should have been. She worked me over exceptionally well.</p><p>“Now, before I go, I want to check in just one more time. Are you okay with all of that happening? Are you okay with me having sex with Derek tonight?” she asked.</p><p>She was genuinely checking in. This wasn’t lusty Naomi. She wanted to make sure I wasn’t going to be pissed off when she got home. She wanted to make sure she wasn’t going to cause any undue harm to our marriage by pursuing what she desired.</p><p>The truth was, we both desired it. I wanted her to have sex with Derek, partly for her pleasure and partly for mine.</p><p>“Honestly, there’s nothing in the world I want more than for you to have great sex with Derek tonight,” I answered. “You don’t have to worry about me at all, I promise.”</p><p>“Good,” Naomi said as she picked up the little clutch purse that held her ID, a bit of cash, and the condoms I’d bought earlier. She wanted to be prepared.</p><p>She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and said, “No masturbating, okay. I want you eager to play when I get home.”</p><p>“Of course,” I said.</p><p>As much as I might have wanted to spend the night masturbating as I fantasized about my wife fucking another guy, I was willing to wait. I wanted to be insanely horny when she got home. I wanted to be ready to indulge in my favorite part of this naughty play, which was hearing about the fun she’d had. All I had to do was wait.</p><p><br></p><p>I didn’t masturbate while Naomi was out, but it was more difficult than I’d expected to hold off. No matter what I did, I couldn’t stop picturing her with another guy. I couldn’t stop seeing her having sex with someone else. I couldn’t stop imagining my wife having a great orgasm with someone else’s cock inside her.</p><p>It was all the cuckold stuff. It was every fantasy I’d ever had rolling into one. I even fantasized about stuff I knew wasn’t going to happen, like Derek cumming inside her. She wasn’t going to do that her first time with him, but it still felt good to let my mind run wild with that idea for a little bit.</p><p>Ultimately, I thoroughly enjoyed my evening. It wasn’t all pleasant, of course – there were times where it felt torturous to have to sit on the couch and think about what my wife might be doing with another man – but I basically spent five hours in a state of heightened arousal. I’d literally never done that before and it was actually pretty thrilling, all things considered.</p><p>Naomi arrived home a little after midnight. She greeted me with a giddy smile and then jumped into my arms for a long kiss. There was intense passion behind the way her tongue moved into my mouth and the way she moaned as my hands grasped her ass while her legs wrapped around me.</p><p>“I take it you had a good night?” I asked after Naomi finally pulled her lips away from mine.</p><p>“Good doesn’t begin to describe it, honey. It was incredible.”</p><p>Not surprisingly, my cock was hard. I’d been turned on for hours and it was clear that the worst possible outcome had been avoided. I’d feared that Naomi might have a terrible time, that Derek might have been awful in bed or way too aggressive. It was obvious that hadn’t been the case.</p><p>“Come on,” Naomi said as she walked towards the bedroom.</p><p>I was thankful that she was willing to take the lead. After the kiss and her reveal that she’d had an incredible evening with Derek, I wasn’t entirely sure what to do. Did I want to hear the details? Did I want to have sex with Naomi? Did I want to lick her naked body from head to toe?</p><p>“Sit, baby,” she said after guiding me to the edge of the bed.</p><p>I sat and stared at my beautiful wife. Something felt different, though I couldn’t honestly assess if that was real or not. Was having good sex with Derek enough to actually change the way Naomi was behaving? Was she still feeling a little high after a great sexual encounter with someone new? Was I just lost in a fog of cuckold-fueled lust and angst?</p><p>“We danced just like I said we would, baby,” Naomi said as she began to move her hips. Her hands moved up her torso from her waist. She ran them through her hair and raised them into the air. Her eyes closed and she moaned. It was exceptionally sexy.</p><p>“We just didn’t dance as long as I thought we would,” she said as her eyes opened and she looked at me. “I couldn’t wait, baby. I was too turned on. I wanted him so much more than I thought I would. I needed him.”</p><p>I wasn’t touching myself but my cock was absolutely throbbing as Naomi told her story. The details were part of the fun, but it was the way she was telling it that aroused me. She was absolutely brimming with lust. Every word was laced with desire. It was like she still wanted Derek, like she wished she could go back and fuck him again.</p><p>“Baby, I blew him in the car. I haven’t done that since college. I couldn’t resist, though. I needed him so badly that I pulled out his cock and blew him as he drove us back to his place.”</p><p>“That’s so hot,” I said. I felt kind of stupid saying it, but it really was hot. I was just being honest. Naomi had gotten so overwhelmed with lust that she’d given her date a blowjob in the car. It was amazing.</p><p>Instead of continuing her story, Naomi handed me the little clutch purse she’d brought with her. “Look inside,” she said.</p><p>I opened the clutch as Naomi unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. I couldn’t help but stare at her. She smiled and pointed at the clutch.</p><p>I tore my gaze away from my wife’s breathtaking body and looked at the contents of the clutch. At first I wasn’t sure what she wanted me to see. It took a few seconds to realize that all the condoms were gone. She’d taken four out of the box I’d bought. “Just in case,” she said. At the time, the idea of using that many condoms seemed insane.</p><p>I looked up at her and saw a big smile on Naomi’s face. “We used them all,” she said.</p><p>My eyes moved between her legs as Naomi pushed a hand into her panties. She moaned and played with her pussy as I sat there with the clutch in my hands. She’d used all four condoms.</p><p>“Does that mean he fucked you four times?” I asked. I know it might seem like a silly question in hindsight, but I was dying to know. It seemed possible that two of the condoms could have ripped or something like that. In that moment, in the height of my first true cuckold experience, I wanted to know all the details.</p><p>“Yes, baby, he fucked me four times.” Naomi’s eyes opened and she looked at me as her fingers continued to move in her panties. “He filled four condoms with cum, and he made me cum more times than I can count.”</p><p>“What…what was the sex like?” I asked.</p><p>Naomi pulled off her skimpy halter top and unhooked the strapless bra she’d worn. She pushed down her panties and said, “Get naked.”</p><p>I stood and stripped as quickly as possible. I knew my orgasm was coming soon.</p><p>Naomi was lying on her side in bed by the time I got naked. She beckoned me to join her. I climbed into bed and soon had her warm, naked flesh pressed against mine. My wife’s fingers wrapped around my erect cock and she kissed me while offering a slow handjob.</p><p>“The sex was great, baby,” she said. She giggled a little and added, “It was great enough that we did it four times.”</p><p>I didn’t say anything. All I could think to do was moan. In that moment I felt like my entire body was awash in arousal. I swear I could feel it from head to toe. As a result, I was having a little trouble thinking clearly, not that I minded.</p><p>“The first time was frantic, in the best way possible. I’d spent the whole ride home sucking his cock and we were both out of our minds with desire. He didn’t bother taking his pants off. I just put a condom on his cock, pulled aside my panties, and got on my back on his couch. All I cared about was having his cock inside me.”</p><p>“Did it feel good?” I asked.</p><p>Naomi smiled and stroked me a little faster. My precum was providing more than enough lube and the sound of her wet fingers moving up and down my cock was intoxicating.</p><p>“It felt indescribably good. It was perfect, baby. I think it was the anticipation, to be honest. It was spending the week thinking about him. It was knowing exactly how big and beautiful his cock was from our first date. It was being so desperate for him while we danced. When he moved between my legs, I honestly felt like I’d never wanted anything more than I wanted his cock inside me.”</p><p>As you might imagine, hearing that from my wife while she was stroking my cock was powerfully arousing. I wasn’t really aware of it in the moment, but she was flawlessly making my cuckold fantasy a reality. She was describing her desperate desire for another man while giving me a handjob.</p><p>“We both came quickly the first time and I feel like we had a mutual understanding that it wouldn’t be the last time we fucked, which it wasn’t.”</p><p>I pulled Naomi close for a kiss. Her lips felt impossibly soft against mine and I loved how she moaned into my mouth while her fingers moved up and down my stiff cock.</p><p>“How long was it before you fucked again?”</p><p>“Not long, baby. The first one was so quick that I wanted him inside me again almost immediately. He needed a little time to recover, but I was between his legs with his beautiful cock in my mouth before long,” Naomi said.</p><p>“It lasted a lot longer the second time. I think it was better, to be honest. Now I was getting to know his body, getting to explore what he seemed to enjoy and how he could make me cum the hardest. I know I’m not really a doggystyle person, but it felt so good when he fucked me from behind.”</p><p>I found that particularly thrilling. I know it’s not exactly surprising, but the fact that she enjoyed doing something with Derek that she and I didn’t really do together proved to be really arousing.</p><p>“You like that, don’t you?” Naomi said.</p><p>She’d heard my moan and she must have felt the way my cock throbbed in her hand. It felt like I got harder when she said it.</p><p>“I do,” I admitted.</p><p>Naomi smiled. It felt like a loving, tender sort of look.</p><p>“What?” I said. She wasn’t saying anything.</p><p>“I just think we’re going to have so much fun with this.”</p><p>I couldn’t have agreed more. It was the first time and already I felt like I was floating on a cloud made of pure bliss.</p><p>“I’m close,” I said.</p><p>“I know,” Naomi whispered. “And I want you to cum hard for me. I want you to cum as you think about him fucking me. I want you to cum as you think about him cumming four times while fucking your wife.”</p><p>That was it for me. “Fucking your wife,” is what put me over the top. I pulled Naomi close for a kiss and came hard, just as she wanted. I made a thorough mess on my stomach. It was solid proof of how overwhelmingly pleasurable the evening had been for me.</p><p>“I already made another date with him,” Naomi whispered between kisses on my neck. “I hope that’s okay.”</p><p>“Of course it is,” I said.</p><p>Of course it was. It absolutely was. I couldn’t think of anything better, in fact.</p>