<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=his%20pregnant%20wife%20wants">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="73778482" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Are you nervous?” Pete asked.</p><p>Miranda was slowly pacing back and forth in front of the luxurious hotel bed, so it wasn’t really a question that needed to be asked. Of course she was nervous.</p><p>“What if he thinks I’m hideous?” she asked. “You’re my husband. You have to be into me. He doesn’t, though. What if he has no interest in a pregnant woman?”</p><p>“He follows you on Instagram. He thinks you look incredible. He says you’re glowing in all your pictures. He says that ever since I mentioned this to him he’s been thinking about you constantly. You don’t have to be worried that Eric’s going to think you’re hideous. I promise you,” Pete reassured his wife.</p><p>Miranda turned and smiled at her husband. “Are you sure?”</p><p>“I am, but we don’t have to do this. I can call him and tell him not to come. You and I can spend the night in this lovely bed,” Pete said.</p><p>The look on his wife’s face confirmed her desire. She might have been nervous, but she was also eager to have sex with Eric. It was the same reason it hadn’t taken much convincing to get her to go along with the idea. In fact, Pete was quite certain that any resistance Miranda had offered was because she didn’t want to seem too eager.</p><p>“It’s okay if you want to do this,” Pete added. “I want you to do this. I want you to experience what I know you’ve been craving.”</p><p>“Is that all it is?” Miranda asked.</p><p>It might as well have been a rhetorical question. She knew it was more than that. They’d spent more than a few nights indulging in dirty talk as they stimulated each other. Now they were simply following that play to its logical conclusion. Miranda was going to fuck Eric just like they’d fantasized about.</p><p>“No,” Pete said. “That’s not the only reason. I want it for me too.”</p><p>Miranda unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them down as Pete watched from the bed. She pulled off the long sleeve top that made her breasts look so spectacular and stood there in a simple but splendidly sexy white lace bra and panty set.</p><p>“He said he’d prefer me to be naked, right?” Miranda asked.</p><p>Pete nodded from the bed.</p><p>“Will you take my bra and panties off? Will you get me ready for your friend?” she asked.</p><p>Pete slid out of the bed and walked towards his wife. He caressed her pregnant belly and they shared a kiss as he reached back and unhooked her bra, freeing her wondrous breasts. Pete played with them as Miranda moaned into his mouth and his cock reached a painfully erect state in no time.</p><p>“I really do want this,” Pete whispered.</p><p>“I know,” Miranda replied.</p><p>He moved behind his wife and lowered her panties before pressing his body against hers and playing with her breasts once more. Miranda leaned into him, turned her head, and kissed Pete.</p><p>“I feel so desperate for him,” she said.</p><p>“I know,” Pete said. “I know you’ve been frustrated for weeks. I know…well, that you need something more and I want you to have it.”</p><p>Miranda spun around and reached up to hold Pete’s head in her hands. Her eyes were filled with the kind of love that always made Pete weak in the knees.</p><p>“I love you, Pete,” she said. “I love you for doing this for me. I need you to know it’s not going to change the way I feel about you. We’re just solving a strange and very specific problem.”</p><p>“I know,” Pete said.</p><p>Miranda took his hand and pulled it between her legs. Pete’s fingers slipped into her pussy and he felt the extreme wetness that had developed inside her. She was wet for Eric. She was eager to fuck his best friend.</p><p>Pete was eager too. His erection raged. Desire coursed through him in ways he was unfamiliar with. He was ready for whatever their night held.</p><p>A knock on the door brought a smile to Miranda’s face. “He’s here,” she said. “Will you let him in?”</p><p>Pete pulled his fingers from his wife’s pussy and walked towards the door as Miranda climbed into the bed. He glanced at her astounding, pregnant beauty, took a deep breath, and took the last few steps to open the door to an entirely new and unfamiliar experience.</p><p>“Hey man,” Pete said.</p><p>Eric looked a little nervous, and understandably so. He was being asked to do something most men are never asked.</p><p>“Hey,” Eric replied.</p><p>Pete stepped aside, smiled, and said, “Come in. There’s no reason to be nervous, either. I know you probably are – we all are – but this is going to be easy. Truly, it should be an amazing night. I’ll be quiet. You just have to pretend I’m not here.”</p><p>Eric laughed and stepped into the room. Pete could see a little bit of a bulge in his friend’s pants. Despite his nerves, it seemed that Eric was excited for the naked, pregnant prize that awaited him in the bed.</p><p>“She’s all yours,” Pete said.</p><p>Eric walked past him and stood at the foot of the bed. “Wow,” he said. “You look so much more beautiful than I imagined, Miranda.”</p><p>Pete stood by the door and watched his friend gaze towards the bed. A moment later Miranda appeared. She reached up to unbutton Eric’s shirt and expose his surprisingly well-muscled chest and arms.</p><p>“I hope you don’t mind,” Miranda said. “I’ll be honest, I’m quite eager.”</p><p>“I am too,” Eric replied.</p><p>Miranda tossed aside his shirt and her hand moved down his chest to grasp the bulge in Eric’s jeans. They both smiled as she massaged his cock and then Eric leaned forward and kissed her. For a moment it was a soft, tentative kiss, like they were letting their lips and tongues take the first step into largely unknown territory.</p><p>Their kissing shifted from tentative to passionate before Eric stripped out of his pants and Miranda fell into the bed. Eric joined her and Pete stepped into the room to watch his naked, pregnant wife and his best friend indulge in foreplay.</p><p>Miranda stroked Eric’s impressively thick cock and he moved his hands over her pregnant belly, which triggered and unexpected kind of jealousy in Pete. Another man was caressing the bulge he’d created in his wife and it triggered an intoxicating mixture of pleasure and anxiety, especially when Miranda offered an appreciative moan.</p><p>“You’re so beautiful,” Eric said. “You look absolutely perfect.”</p><p>“Thank you,” Miranda replied with a smile. “You look even better naked than I remember if I’m being honest.”</p><p>Miranda stroked his cock a little faster and Pete felt another wave of intense jealousy as he studied the look on his wife’s face. There was no question his friend was bigger than him and Pete wondered if a size upgrade was a part of Miranda’s desire.</p><p>Eric’s hand moved between Miranda’s legs and he played with her pussy while kissing and gently sucking on her breasts.</p><p>She looked at Pete and smiled before a wild, lusty moan escaped her lips. Their eyes met and Pete felt a deep connection despite the fact that she was naked in a hotel bed with his best friend.</p><p>Pete mouthed ‘I love you,’ and Miranda smiled and mouthed it back before pulling Eric’s lips to hers for another deeply sensual kiss.</p><p>“Will you fuck me?” Miranda asked.</p><p>“Of course,” Eric replied before a giddy smile crossed his face.</p><p>“Stand at the edge of the bed,” Miranda said. “Put my feet on your shoulders.”</p><p>Eric got out of the bed and Miranda moved into position. He ran his hands down her legs and lifted them to gently rest her feet on his shoulders before guiding the head of his cock to her pussy lips.</p><p>“Fuck me, Eric,” she said.</p><p>For a moment Pete felt like he might collapse from the intense sense of pleasure and anxiety rushing through him. They’d reached the moment of truth. His best friend was about to fuck his wife. He was about to slide his cock into Miranda’s pussy and cross a boundary they’d never even considered approaching before.</p><p>Eric smiled, placed his bare cock inside her – he’d been tested and there was no reason he couldn’t cum inside her – and buried every inch of it in the warmth and wetness that awaited him.</p><p>“Oh my God,” Miranda said.</p><p>“You feel so good,” Eric replied.</p><p>“Fuck me, Eric. Fuck me hard. Don’t be shy. You’re not going to disturb the baby, I promise. I need to be fucked hard. I need to be taken. I need this,” Miranda pleaded. That was Eric’s purpose. He was there to provide her with whatever Pete couldn’t provide. He was there to fuck her in the way her husband couldn’t, a fact that proved to be a source of pain and intense desire for Pete.</p><p>Eric delivered the hard fucking Miranda was looking for. The sounds of loud, lusty sex soon filled the hotel room as Pete watched another man make his wife moan in that beautiful way that signals the purest, most wondrous kind of sexual pleasure.</p><p>“Fuck me, Eric! Fuck me!” she screamed.</p><p>Eric held Miranda’s legs and pummeled her pussy as Pete marveled at the fact that he was watching another man have sex with his pregnant wife. It was all because of him, too. He’d initiated it. He’d made it happen because he wanted to see Miranda experience the satisfaction she clearly desired and that he couldn’t provide.</p><p>There was something different about the way Eric fucked her. He did so with authority and power. His bigger cock probably helped, too, but there was a sense of confidence and authority in each thrust that Pete didn’t quite have.</p><p>“I’m cumming!” Miranda cried out after a few minutes of vigorous sex.</p><p>Her legs trembled and she reached up to grasp her breasts and squeezed them as the pleasure very clearly rushed through her body. Pete watched his wife’s toes curl and saw a genuinely giddy smile cross her face.</p><p>“You have no idea how badly I needed that,” she said to Eric.</p><p>Pete wondered if it was intended for him or if Miranda was simply giving voice to her feelings. It hurt a little, though, as it felt like all the confirmation he needed that he wasn’t delivering the pleasure Miranda had come to crave in the late stages of her pregnancy.</p><p>Miranda turned to look at him and said, “Pete, honey, take your clothes off.”</p><p>Pete stripped as Eric pulled out of his wife’s pussy. Miranda flipped onto her hands and knees, looked back at him, and said, “Take me from behind.”</p><p>The conversation they’d had about doggystyle popped into Pete’s head. She’d been nice about it, but she’d also been clear that having sex from behind with Pete wasn’t particularly pleasurable for her. Now she was offering it to Eric and he wondered if it was for Eric’s pleasure or if she actually wanted him to take her from behind.</p><p>“Pete, come here,” Miranda said.</p><p>Pete moved into the bed until he was face to face with his wife.</p><p>“Thank you for this,” she said.</p><p>“Was it a good orgasm?” Pete asked.</p><p>“It was perfect,” Miranda replied as Eric moved behind her. She moaned and Pete was quite certain the other man had just slid his cock into Miranda’s pussy. “He gave me what I’ve been missing.”</p><p>“What I can’t give you?” Pete asked. He knew it was a self-destructive question. He knew it would only increase his anxiety, and yet he couldn’t help it. He couldn’t contain the lust that drove him to ask the question.</p><p>Miranda responded with a smile and pulled Pete’s lips to hers. They kissed as Eric began to fuck her from behind. She moaned into his mouth and their tongues danced.</p><p>“Yes,” Miranda whispered. “He gave me what you can’t give me. He’s giving me what you can’t give me.”</p><p>She spoke softly enough that Pete knew she wanted him to be the only one to hear it. Then she moaned. She moaned because Eric was fucking her harder and faster. She moaned because he was pounding her from behind.</p><p>“Does that feel good?” Pete asked.</p><p>“It’s incredible,” Miranda said. “He’s getting so deep and he’s so thick.” For a brief moment there was an apologetic look on her face, like she felt as though she’d gone too far and had insulted Pete.</p><p>He kissed her. Miranda opened her mouth and her lips pressed hard into his with every thrust as Eric moved her body with the power of his hips.</p><p>“It’s okay that you love this,” Pete said.</p><p>Miranda’s voice was laced with uncontrollable lust as she said, “It feels so fucking good. I just can’t believe how good it feels.”</p><p>Pete listened to his wife’s moans and the sound of Eric’s body meeting hers over and over. He imagined the sight of his friend’s cock disappearing into Miranda’s pussy. He imagined how much fun it would be to fuck her from behind and actually make her feel good, which is something he wasn’t capable of.</p><p>Miranda reached between her legs and moaned. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum again. Harder, Eric. Harder!”</p><p>Pete watched the pleasure wash over his wife’s face. He saw the contortions of her facial muscles as she climaxed yet again with another man’s cock inside her. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d made her cum during doggystyle. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever done so.</p><p>Eric pulled out and Miranda gave Pete a quick kiss before rolling onto her side. Without prompting Eric climbed into the bed, cuddled up behind her, and slid his cock into her pussy.</p><p>Just like that they were coupled once more and the closeness of their bodies seemed to lure Miranda into Eric’s orbit. Her attention turned to the man inside her as they shared a beautiful kiss while Eric’s hand moved over her stomach and her to her breasts. </p><p>Jealousy coursed through Pete as his wife gave herself over to another man. He wished he was the one inside her. He wished he was the man pursuing his orgasm in Miranda’s perfect, soaking wet pregnant pussy.</p><p>“Cum inside me,” Miranda said between kisses.</p><p>Eric smiled and fucked her a little faster. Pete moved so he could actually see his friend’s cock sliding in and out of Miranda’s pussy and it proved to be an enthralling sight. When Eric’s hand moved to her beautiful pregnant belly Pete briefly thought he might cum without needing to touch his cock.</p><p>“Cum in my pussy,” Miranda said. “Fill me.”</p><p>They shared a beautiful, deep kiss as Eric rested his hand on the center of Miranda’s pregnant belly. He buried his cock inside her and groaned into her mouth as he unloaded. Pete felt lightheaded as he watched another man caress his wife’s swollen stomach and cum in her pussy. He knew if he reached down to stroke his cock he’d cum in an instant, which is why he resisted. He wanted to savor the moment despite the anxiety that came along with the pleasure he felt.</p><p>“You’re still incredible,” Miranda said as they finally broke their tender, erotic kiss. “Even after all these years.”</p><p>“That was the best orgasm I’ve had in a long time,” Eric said.</p><p>They looked like a couple. They looked like the ones that were about to have a baby together and Pete felt like an interloper.</p><p>Miranda turned to him and smiled. “Thank you, sweetheart. Thank you for arranging this. Thank you for letting your friend satisfy me.”</p><p>“You’re welcome,” Pete said as his heart pounded.</p><p>Eric was still inside her. His hand was still on Miranda’s stomach. Neither made any effort to disentangle their bodies.</p><p>Miranda turned to Eric and they shared a deeply sensual kiss. She reached up to caress his face as their lips and tongues moved. Then she whispered, “Would you give us a few minutes?”</p><p>“Of course,” Eric said with a smile.</p><p>He pulled out and his thick cum slowly dripped from her pussy as Miranda held her legs open for a moment, offering Pete a view of someone else’s seed leaking from her.</p><p>Eric walked towards the bathroom with his big, still-erect cock bouncing in front of him and Miranda beckoned Pete closer.</p><p>She took his cock in her hand and stroked him as they kissed. Pleasure exploded between Pete’s legs as his wife’s tongue did wondrous things in his mouth.</p><p>“This was incredible,” Miranda whispered. “Thank you.”</p><p>“You’re welcome,” he said. “You know that making you happy is the only thing I really care about.”</p><p>Miranda smiled and offered a soft kiss. “I do know that,” she said. “I also know the plan was for Eric to leave so you and I could spend the night together, but I was hoping you’d be okay with me spending the night with him. I know it’s a lot to ask, but I don’t want this to end. I want to enjoy being with him a little longer. I…well, I feel like I need it.”</p><p>Miranda stroked him a little faster and he was certain she felt the surge in his erection as the words spilled from her mouth. There was no hiding the fact that her request aroused him, as embarrassing as that was.</p><p>“Would you be willing to let me spend the night with him?” she asked.</p><p>“I’d do anything for you,” Pete replied.</p><p>Miranda smiled gleefully, kissed him, and released his cock, denying Pete the pleasure he’d hoped she might grant him.</p><p>“Thank you, sweetheart,” Miranda said. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”</p><p>That was it. Pete was being kicked out of the hotel room by his wife so she could spend the night with his best friend. In the blink of an eye his night had turned into something completely unexpected and he wasn’t willing to fight it. Instead, he embraced the odd, wondrous sense of pleasure that coursed through him and got dressed.</p><p>“Have fun tonight,” he said.</p><p>“I will,” Miranda replied.</p><p>Pete left knowing that he was doing the right thing for his wife. He was putting her pleasure above his own. He wasn’t so sure he was doing the right thing for him, but that didn’t matter in the moment. Making his pregnant wife happy was all that mattered, even if it was a little painful for him.</p><p>The End.</p>