<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="40824569" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>There have been a lot of memorable moments on our cuckolding journey. Some are big. Some are really small. There’s one particular small moment that really stands out for me.</p><p>It was a Sunday morning. Naomi had gotten home late the night before. She’d been at a party with Derek. She was supposed to be meeting a lot of his friends. It was kind of a big deal, actually, because she was letting Derek introduce her as his girlfriend. She was fully playing the part. That’s not really related to the moment, though.</p><p>I’d gotten up earlier than Naomi, which I’d been expecting. As I said, she was out really late. It’s what happened shortly after she got up that stands out.</p><p>Again, it was a small moment (though it did lead to something bigger). I heard Naomi get up, so I made my way down the hallway and into the bedroom. I managed to get a perfect view into the bathroom, which is when I saw my wife holding her birth control pills.</p><p>That, of course, wasn’t unusual. She took her pill every morning. What was unusual was the way she was holding them. She wasn’t working the pill out of its little place. She was just holding the packet and staring at it.</p><p>I definitely made a bit of a leap, but to me it seemed like Naomi didn’t want to take her pill. It seemed like she was considering just putting the packet back in the medicine cabinet and skipping the day, or going off them entirely.</p><p>I’m not sure how long she stood there and stared at the pills, but it felt like an impossibly long time. It was certainly longer than usual. Eventually, she pushed a pill out of its little holding area and swallowed it.</p><p>I remember feeling a little shaken by it. You can probably guess what I was thinking, right? I mean, how could I not think that Naomi was considering going off the pill so she could have a baby with Derek?</p><p>So, this is a little embarrassing, but I ended up walking back down the hallway and into the living room. I had to. I had an erection. I had an erection because I was thinking about my wife getting pregnant with someone else’s baby and I was embarrassed.</p><p>Naomi always washes her face after she gets up, so I had a little time to recover before she emerged from the bedroom.</p><p>“Good afternoon,” I said with a smile.</p><p>“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe I slept so late,” she said while climbing onto the couch and snuggling up next to me. </p><p>I put my arms around her and smiled. Her body felt so good next to mine.</p><p>“I take it you had a good night?”</p><p>Naomi turned her head and looked at me. Her smile was all the answer I needed. “It was incredible, honey. Derek’s friends are so nice.” She kind of trailed off, so I added the next part.</p><p>“And the sex was pretty good too?”</p><p>Naomi laughed and kissed my cheek. “The sex is always good, though it did feel especially hot last night.”</p><p>For a few moments there was silence as we snuggled on the couch. Not surprisingly, I was picturing Naomi having sex with Derek. In my head, it was beautiful. There was something a little extra, too, because I’d convinced myself that Naomi was thinking about Derek getting her pregnant. </p><p>“I missed you last night,” I said.</p><p>I loved the slow, sweet smile that crept across Naomi’s face. She likes that part of cuckolding a lot. She loves that I’m at home pining for her, that I can’t help but think about what she’s doing with another man while wishing I could be there. Usually we enjoy each other in some way when she gets home, but it was just too late for that.</p><p>“I hope it’s okay that I got home so late,” Naomi said. She seemed genuinely apologetic, like she was worried she’d let me down by not getting home before I fell asleep.</p><p>“Of course it is,” I offered as I kissed her forehead. “It really is. The whole point of this is for you to completely cut loose and enjoy yourself, you know? It’s about your pleasure, and mine is found through that. Plus, there was something kind of arousing about imagining you having fun and doing those wonderfully pleasurable things you do with Derek, you know?”</p><p>Something seemed to awaken in Naomi as her hand found its way to my leg and moved up my thigh.</p><p>“It was like I was possessed last night,” she whispered. “I couldn’t get enough of him. That’s why I was late. I just couldn’t leave him. I kept wanting him one more time.”</p><p>Just like that, my mind was flooded with arousal. The combination of Naomi’s fingers on my thigh, her obvious desire for Derek, and the implication that she’d spent her night fucking her boyfriend relentlessly was enough to leave me with a throbbing erection.</p><p>Naomi’s fingers found my cock through my pants and gave it a good squeeze. She stroked me slowly and sensually and whispered, “Is it okay that I stayed late so I could fuck Derek as many times as I wanted?”</p><p>It’s in moments like that one that I fall deeper in love with my wife. I mean, how could I not? She knows exactly what I want and she shows no fear about giving it to me. I loved the idea that she stayed out later than normal because she couldn’t deny herself one more round with her boyfriend.</p><p>“It’s so much better than okay,” I answered.</p><p>Naomi kissed me. It was a vigorous, fully present kiss. Her tongue was active in my mouth, which I have a genuine fondness for. She unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. There was an eager, insistent energy to the way she went after my erection, like she was trying to make up for coming home late by giving me a great orgasm.</p><p>“Did he make you cum hard?” I asked.</p><p>“So hard, baby. So fucking hard. And so many times, too. I lost count. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was and how soon I wanted more of him after each orgasm.”</p><p>She stroked me faster. I closed my eyes and moaned as Naomi’s lips moved from mine to my cheek and neck. She sucked on my flesh a little and ran her tongue over it.</p><p>“I’m too sore to give you my pussy, baby. Do you want my mouth?” she asked.</p><p>It was a sexy question on multiple levels. First, I loved the idea that she’d fucked Derek so many times that she couldn’t take me inside her the next morning. Plus, it was insanely hot to hear her offer her mouth. There was something about it I couldn’t resist.</p><p>“Yes,” I answered, obviously. I’m not going to turn that down.</p><p>Naomi’s head dropped into my lap and I felt her mouth envelope my cock. It was a hit of pure pleasure that was greater than any drug I could have taken. The warmth and wetness coupled with the movements of her tongue and the way she actually sucked on my cock was astonishing.</p><p>You won’t be surprised to know that I came really quickly. I flooded Naomi’s mouth, she swallowed, and then gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before heading to the kitchen to pour herself a cup of coffee. I couldn’t move. I just wanted to savor the pleasure of having received a beautiful blowjob from my wife.</p><p><br></p><p>A week later, Naomi emerged from the bedroom with a mildly panicked look on her face.</p><p>“Honey, have you seen my birth control pills?” she asked.</p><p>“I have,” I answered.</p><p>“Why aren’t they in the bathroom?”</p><p>“Because I threw them away,” I said.</p><p>“What?” Naomi said.</p><p>Unsurprisingly, she had a confused look on her face. She didn’t seem angry, though. In that moment, I was almost certain I detected a brief flash of happiness, too.</p><p>“Why did you throw out my birth control pills?”</p><p>“Because you don’t need them anymore,” I said.</p><p>Naomi hadn’t yet moved from her place in the hallway. I hadn’t gotten up from my spot on the couch, either.</p><p>“What are you saying?” she asked.</p><p>I could see her face. I could see that she knew what I was saying.</p><p>“I’m saying it’s okay,” I replied.</p><p>Her eyes were locked on mine as Naomi slowly moved down the hallway. There was still a touch of hesitation, likely because I wasn’t being entirely clear.</p><p>“Are you sure?” she asked after sitting next to me.</p><p>I smiled and leaned closer. I kissed my wife softly. It was a reassuring kiss. It was meant to communicate my love and support. It was meant to say more than I could possibly convey with words.</p><p>“I’m absolutely certain,” I said.</p><p>Naomi pulled me into a tight hug. She held me for a few seconds before saying, “You don’t think this is crazy?”</p><p>There was a part of me that knew it was crazy. There was also a part of me that felt like it was exactly what was supposed to happen. I couldn’t help but feel like there was a reason Naomi and I had never decided to have a baby. Maybe we were just waiting for Derek to come into our lives.</p><p>“It’s not crazy,” I said. “It’s exactly what we’re supposed to be doing. You should have his baby.”</p><p>I’d thought about it constantly over the past week. I’d seen Naomi struggle with the idea of taking her birth control pills. I’d seen the way she was when talking to Derek. I already knew that she was in love with him, but it seemed to me that she was giving off signs that she wanted to have his baby. She wanted her boyfriend to get her pregnant.</p><p>I’ll be honest, my first reaction to the notion was pure arousal. I know that might seem insane, but the idea of my wife having someone else’s baby was overwhelmingly arousing at times. It was more than that, though. So much more.</p><p>“Doesn’t it seem right to you? Doesn’t it seem like this is what we’re supposed to be doing? I mean, you and I have never really talked about having a baby, and yet I can tell you’ve been thinking about it with Derek. It’s something your brain and your body want with him. Unless I’m totally insane,” I said.</p><p>I watched an anguished look cross Naomi’s face. For a moment, I wondered if I’d gotten everything wrong.</p><p>“You’re right,” she whispered. “I do want it.”</p><p>Naomi took my hands in hers. Her skin felt so soft and warm.</p><p>I’ll never forget the next moment. She looked into my eyes and said, “I want to have Derek’s baby.”</p><p>I’d struggle to explain my reaction to her declaration to the vast majority of people in the world. Most men would be devastated by that. They’d feel like their whole world was crumbling around them. They’d feel like their marriage was coming to an end and that they’d been betrayed in the most hurtful way imaginable.</p><p>I didn’t react that way. Instead, I felt an overwhelming kind of desire. I felt lust surge through my body. My cock came alive and arousal emanated outwards from my pelvis, filling my body.</p><p>“Have you talked about it with Derek?” I asked.</p><p>Naomi nodded. “I have.”</p><p>“What does he think?”</p><p>“He wants to be the father of our baby,” Naomi said.</p><p>Again, lust surged through me. My cock was so hard it was legitimately uncomfortable. My wife wanted to have another man’s baby. That man wanted to get her pregnant.</p><p>Naomi straddled me and immediately began to grind her lap into my erection. She knew I was turned on. Of course she did. How could she miss it?</p><p>She kissed me, and this time it was meant to convey her lust. It was an aggressive, eager kiss with lots of tongue. Her hands moved through my hair as her hips moved over my lap.</p><p>“I want you,” I said. “I need you.”</p><p>Naomi smiled at me. She gently tugged on my hair, forcing my neck to tilt backwards.</p><p>“I know you do, but I was thinking it would be best if you didn’t have me until we know I’m pregnant. How would you feel about that?”</p><p>I was confronted by yet another beautiful cuckold moment. My wife wanted to deny me sex in favor of her boyfriend until his baby was growing inside her. It was such a head trip.</p><p>Naomi smiled as she watched my reaction. Even if I’d attempted to argue with her, she would have seen right through me.</p><p>“It’s good to be married to a cuckold,” she said.</p><p>Her smile was soft, sweet, and loving. In that moment, I felt about as happy as I ever have. When Naomi kissed me I felt her love for me fill my body. My cock throbbed with desire, and yet I didn’t want to fuck her because it was no longer my place to do so. We’d decided that Derek would get her pregnant and that was that.</p><p>“I love you,” I whispered.</p><p>“I love you too,” Naomi said as she climbed off of my lap, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my cock. “You deserve an orgasm.”</p><p>I was leaking plenty of precum and her fingers worked their way over the head of my cock and wrapped around the shaft to stroke my swiftly.</p><p>“I can’t wait to tell Derek that you’re okay with this,” she said. “That you want him to get me pregnant. I can’t wait to tell him that my husband is such a good cuckold that he’s going to let someone else impregnate me.”</p><p>Her excitement was obvious, even though I knew she was offering up this bit of dirty talk with the express purpose of getting me off.</p><p>“Aren’t you going to love seeing my belly expand as Derek’s seed grows inside me?”</p><p>The imagery was intoxicating.</p><p>Naomi moved closer and kissed my neck before whispering, “Aren’t you going to love seeing my breasts swell up with milk to feed his baby?”</p><p>Despite her describing a perfectly natural phenomenon, it felt spectacularly filthy given the context.</p><p>“Yes,” I answered.</p><p>“I wish Derek was here right now,” Naomi said. “I wish I could take him back to our bedroom and let him fuck me all night long. I wish I had his seed inside me right now. I wish his baby was already growing in my belly.”</p><p>“Oh fuck,” I said as I closed my eyes and felt an enormously pleasurable orgasm wash over me. It felt like the culmination of my cuckolding, of everything we’d done since I confessed my fantasies. It was just the beginning, though. It was really happening. Naomi was really going to have Derek’s baby.</p><p>She kissed my cheek and grabbed a few tissues from the box on the coffee table to clean up. “If it’s okay, I want to call Derek and let him know.”</p><p>“Of course,” I said.</p><p>Naomi smiled and scampered back to the bedroom with a delightful bounce in her step. It was surreal to watch her go, knowing that she was walking away from me because she was so eager to tell her boyfriend that they could have a baby together.</p><p>Of course, that was just the beginning. There was so much more to come.</p>