<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="37426983" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Sometimes, I’m not as observant as I’d like to be. I’ll give you an example. This happened about three months into Naomi’s relationship with Derek. She’d given me a list of things to get at the drug store. It was all the basics. Toilet paper, Advil, Band-Aids, etc.</p><p>She’d also put condoms on the list. I bought those condoms without thinking about it. In fact, I found it kind of thrilling to buy them.</p><p>It wasn’t until I was driving home that I realized Naomi no longer had any need for condoms. She’d been having unprotected sex with Derek for a month and I didn’t wear condoms. I was genuinely befuddled.</p><p>When I got home, the condoms were the first thing I pulled out of the bag. I gave Naomi a questioning look and asked, “What are these for? Are you going off the pill?”</p><p>That was literally the only reason I could come up with. Nothing else made any sense. Of course, Naomi had a perfectly good reason.</p><p>She patted the couch cushion next to her, inviting me to sit down. She had a sweet, almost sympathetic look on her face.</p><p>“I was going to tell you about this tonight,” Naomi said as I sat down next to her. “But there’s no sense in making you wait.” She took my hand, looked into my eyes, and said, “The condoms are for you, honey.”</p><p>“Wait, what?” I asked. I was genuinely surprised, though in hindsight it made some sense. Why else would she have had me buy condoms?</p><p>“I know this might feel like a lot to take in, but I want Derek to be the only man that gets to cum inside me,” Naomi explained.</p><p>It felt like she’d dropped a bit of a bomb, honestly, but it wasn’t all bad. I mean, it felt like the kind of thing a wife might say to her cuckold husband. She was dating Derek, after all. They were far more than fuck buddies, so despite being surprising, it didn’t strike me as being entirely unreasonable.</p><p>“Was this your idea?” I asked.</p><p>“Sort of,” Naomi said. She smiled and looked away from me. I couldn’t help but wonder if she was thinking about Derek, about some lovely moment they’d had or some conversation I hadn’t been a part of. I felt genuinely jealous.</p><p>When she turned back to me, Naomi said, “Derek brought it up, but not in a demanding way. He just said that he felt a little weird knowing that you were also cumming inside me.”</p><p>“Oh. Well, I guess I can see that,” I said. For me it obviously wasn’t weird. I’d been gleefully cumming inside Naomi whenever she would let me for the last month. Honestly, the fact that Derek’s cum was inside her with such frequency made it a whole lot hotter for me. I could see why Derek, who definitely wasn’t a cuckold, would have the opposite experience though.</p><p>“So you’ll be okay wearing condoms from now on?” Naomi asked.</p><p>I know it might sound a little crazy, but I felt like intense kind of love for my wife in that moment. Mostly it was because she seemed completely on board with what had been my fantasy and she seemed to be going deeper with it without even knowing it. After all, I’d read about cuckolds being denied the ability to cum inside their wives.</p><p>“Honestly, it seems kind of hot,” I said.</p><p>Now it was Naomi’s turn to look surprised. “Really?” It seemed like she was surprised by my seeming arousal at what was absolutely a form of denial.</p><p>“Yeah,” I answered. “It’s kind of hard to explain, I guess, but there’s a part of me that finds it kind of arousing to know that someone else is getting to enjoy something with you that I’m not getting to enjoy.”</p><p>I saw this flash of lust on Naomi’s face. I don’t know if it was because she felt the same way, if she was thinking about having sex with Derek, or if she really liked that I seemed to be aroused by what she wanted to do with her boyfriend, but she was full of desire regardless.</p><p>“So, it doesn’t bother you that as long as I’m with Derek your cock isn’t going to feel my pussy without a layer of latex between us,” Naomi said.</p><p>She didn’t just say it flatly, though. There was absolutely lust in her voice. She was playing with me. She was trying to turn me on.</p><p>“No, it doesn’t,” I answered. I could feel the desire between my legs. I was in that place where I wasn’t sporting a throbbing erection but I was absolutely turned on in a crazy kind of way.</p><p>Naomi moved closer and gave me an impossibly soft kiss. Her lips gently brushed against mine for just a second. It was perfect.</p><p>“You don’t mind that you’re going to have to cum in a condom and that Derek is going to cum inside me?” she whispered.</p><p>Naomi’s hand moved between my legs and grasped my half hard cock as I said, “I think I like it.”</p><p>She spread her legs, grabbed my hand, and guided it to her pussy. I pressed my fingers against her panties. I could feel the intense heat emanating from her.</p><p>Naomi looked at me as she continued to play with my cock and said, “I think I like it too.”</p><p>I pulled aside her panties and pushed two fingers inside her. She was soaking wet. There was no doubt she liked it. She was probably thinking about Derek, too, but she was exceptionally turned on.</p><p>I wanted to have sex. I wanted to put on a condom and fuck my wife with protection for the first time in years. I was certain we were going to. Naomi seemed so immensely aroused that I was certain she wouldn’t be able to resist.</p><p>Then her phone rang. Her gaze turned to the coffee table. Derek’s name was on the screen. Her boyfriend was calling.</p><p>Naomi smiled at me and reached for her phone. “Hey you,” she said in an exceptionally sensual voice.</p><p>Derek was out of town for a week. They’d been talking almost every day and texting constantly. I figured this was their scheduled time for the day. I silently cursed my bad luck, though I couldn’t help but smile a little. My wife’s scheduled phone call with her boyfriend had gotten in the way of my sex life. There was a part of it that seemed utterly absurd, too.</p><p>“Actually, I already talked to him,” Naomi said.</p><p>I looked at her. I didn’t know that Derek had been aware of the conversation Naomi was going to have with me, though it wasn’t the least bit surprising. Of course he knew. They’d talked about it.</p><p>Naomi smiled as our eyes locked. “Yes, he’s okay with it.”</p><p>Derek said something that made Naomi smile. Part of me wished he was on speaker phone so I could be part of the entire conversation.</p><p>“Yes, you’re the only one that gets to cum inside me now.”</p><p>Again Naomi smiled, only this time I was certain I detected a little bit of lust behind her smile. I decided to see if she was willing to let me have a little fun. I reached up under her dress, pulled off her panties, and got on my knees between her legs.</p><p>Naomi reached down and guided me to her pussy, as I was hoping she would. I loved that I could see the wetness of her arousal and I felt a remarkably strong desire to taste her and to hear that beautiful moan of pleasure.</p><p>“Take your cock out for me, baby,” Naomi said.</p><p>She wasn’t talking to me, though. It was the first time I’d ever heard her refer to Derek in that kind of way. I wasn’t usually present for their conversations and I found it thrilling to hear her refer to him as “baby.”</p><p>“Stroke it for me. Stroke it for me and think of my pussy. Think of the pussy you love so much,” Naomi said to her boyfriend.</p><p>I licked her pussy eagerly as Naomi talked to her boyfriend. I imagined his big cock sliding into her pussy. I imagined him cumming inside her. I thought about how I was now forbidden from doing so and I honestly couldn’t help but feel an exceptionally powerful kind of arousal.</p><p>“Are you hard for me, baby?” Naomi said to Derek.</p><p>She moaned at his answer. She was moaning for him. She was trying to make him feel good by expressing her desire for him.</p><p>“I wish you were here. I wish I could feel you inside me. You have no idea how badly I miss you,” Naomi whispered in a low, lusty voice.</p><p>For me, this was an entirely different experience. Naomi and I had fooled around while she talked about loving sex with Derek, of course, but actually hearing her express her desires to him felt like something else entirely. Honestly, it was so much more exciting.</p><p>While I felt like masturbating, I resisted. I concentrated on licking my wife’s pussy. I licked her pussy while she was thinking about another man inside her.</p><p>“Yeah? You want to see my lips around your cock? Of course I would, baby. A good girlfriend is happy to suck her man’s cock, after all,” Naomi said.</p><p>I can’t tell you how hot it was to listen to Naomi talk like that. I mean, it was the most incredible thing in the world. Everything about it was intense. She was talking about going down on him. She was talking about how she wanted to be a good girlfriend for him (that was probably the hottest part for me).</p><p>“Can you feel my lips on your cock, baby? Can you feel me doing that thing with my tongue that you love? Can you feel me sucking on your big dick while I look up at you?”</p><p>I loved that Naomi apparently did something special when she went down on Derek. I wondered if it was something she’d done for me before or if it was something she’d come up with just for him. I kind of liked the idea that it was the latter.</p><p>“I’m so wet for you, Derek,” Naomi said as she looked down at me. “Fuck me, Derek. Put your perfect cock inside me and fuck me. Fill me. Make me cum.”</p><p>I continued my tongue’s rhythmic massage of my wife’s clit. It wasn’t lost on me that she was moaning for another man and thinking about that man fucking her while I was busy between her legs. I was going to make her cum, but she was imagining Derek’s cock buried inside her.</p><p>“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Naomi cried out. She was close. “Cum inside me, baby! Cum inside me!”</p><p>Derek groaned loud enough that I could hear it. He was cumming. Seconds later, Naomi climaxed too. She grabbed my head and held it between her legs as her thighs trembled.</p><p>Afterwards, Naomi gently pushed me away. I rested on my knees and looked up at her. She had this beautiful look on her face, like she was in a place of perfect pleasure.</p><p>“That was incredible, baby,” Naomi said. She was looking at me, but she was talking to Derek. I found it exceptionally hot.</p><p>“I know. It’s just a few days. I can’t wait to see you again.” Again she was looking right at me. I felt a fairly strong urge to look away, like I was experiencing an intimate moment meant for just two people, but I couldn’t. I don’t think she wanted me to, either.</p><p>“I love you,” Naomi said.</p><p>It was the first time I’d heard her say it to him. My immediate reaction was intense. It was a strange mixture of desire, jealousy, and anxiety.</p><p>Naomi put her phone on the coffee table and looked at me. Neither of us said anything. I think she was trying to gauge my reaction. I had no idea what she saw on my face. It could have been so many different emotions.</p><p>Naomi opened the box of condoms and pulled one out. She still hadn’t said anything, but I took the hint and stripped. Once I was naked, she pulled me closer and tore open the condom wrapper. She gently rolled it down my cock and looked up at me before lying on the couch and spreading her legs.</p><p>I moved on top of her and Naomi reached down and guided me into her pussy. “I love you too,” she said.</p><p>In the moment, it felt like the perfect thing to say. She was calming my nerves while reminding me that she’d just told Derek she loved him.</p><p>Naomi’s pussy was wet enough that I honestly couldn’t feel much as I slowly fucked her. There was no question the sensations were less pleasurable with a condom on, but the lack of skin to skin contact was tempered by the cuckold thoughts raging in my head.</p><p>I thought about how Derek wasn’t going to be using condoms. I found genuine pleasure in that, which made my cock throb and brought me closer to a climax. It was a little humiliating to think about, but that seemed to add to my lust.</p><p>I kept thrusting into Naomi as I looked into her eyes and asked, “You’re really in love with him?”</p><p>I know it seems like nitpicking, but I wanted confirmation. I wanted to hear her say that she was in love with him, not just that she loved him. It seems like a small difference, but she could have been saying “I love you,” because he said it to her first and she didn’t want him to feel bad.</p><p>“Yes, honey. I’m in love with Derek,” Naomi said as she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer. Her hands found the back of my head and pulled my lips to hers for a slow kiss.</p><p>It was all too much. I came in the condom. Even thinking about the fact that I was cumming in a condom instead of inside my wife was arousing. It was like a perfect storm of pleasure, though there was a healthy dose of anxiety mixed in too.</p><p>In the immediate aftermath of my orgasm, I couldn’t help but consider how absurd the whole evening was. My wife had informed me I wouldn’t be allowed to cum inside her anymore. Then I’d gone down on her while she had phone sex with her boyfriend. Then I listened as she told another man she loved him. Then I fucked her and came the moment she confirmed she was, in fact, in love with that other man.</p><p>It wasn’t lost on me that most men would have found the whole thing horrifying. I didn’t, though. There was absolutely a sense of anxiety, jealousy, and plenty of worry in the days that would come. Of course there was. There was plenty of arousal, too. There was lots of good sex, too. It was incredible.</p>