Hotwifing is the Spice Their Sex Life Needs - Part 18 (Patreon)

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"Did you miss me?" Lucy asked as she pulled aside the covers and cuddled up next to Eric in his bed.

He smiled, put his arm around his wife, and felt just a hint of desire at the feel of her lace lingerie pressing against his body. "I missed you like crazy," he answered. "I think the fact that you were on your honeymoon made me miss you more, if I'm being honest. There was a little bit of jealousy mixed in that made it just a little more difficult to bear your absence."

Lucy rested her hand against his chest and looked up at Eric. "You know you don't have to be jealous though, right? I know I'm married to two men now - not technically, but in spirit, at least - but I love you just as much as I always have, Eric."

"I know you do, Lucy," he said. "But there are certain realities about our setup that inspire just a bit of jealousy in me. It's not a bad thing, though. In fact, I can't help but wonder if jealousy is a good thing - a useful thing, even - in a situation like ours. I mean, if it inspires me to a better husband, that's a good thing, right?"

Lucy kissed his chest and let his lips linger against his skin for a few seconds before softly saying, "I suppose that's true."

"For instance, I spent much of my week making repairs around the house. I planted those flowerbeds out front and did a few landscaping tasks in the backyard, too," Eric explained.

"That all looks great, by the way," Lucy quickly replied.

"Thank you," he said. "And the truth is, part of the reason I did that stuff is because I wanted to stand out. I wanted you to come home from your honeymoon with Levi and think that I was also a great husband."

"I would have known that whether or not you did those things, though," Lucy countered.

Eric looked down at her, smiled, and asked, "Was the sex on this honeymoon - the second you've been on in your life - better than the sex we had on our honeymoon?"

A pained looked briefly crossed Lucy's face, which answered the question before she said a word. "Yes, it was," she answered softly.

"I think that you and Levi have a deeper sexual connection than you and I have ever had, Lucy," Eric said. "I think you have better sexual chemistry, or that he just fucks you better. I don't really know how to put it into words, and that doesn't really matter because I don't have to. I just know that one of your husbands fucks you better than the other, so I feel like I need to improve in other ways if I'm going to be able to compete with Levi for your time and attention."

"I love you, Eric," Lucy said. "I will always love you."

He smiled. "But Levi does fuck you better than I do."

"He does," Lucy said.

Their eyes met and her lips curled into a slight smile before approaching his for a kiss. Lucy moaned softly and her lips parted. Her tongue brushed gently against his teeth before Eric welcomed it into his mouth. He gently rolled Lucy onto her back and grasped one of her breasts through the thin lace of her lingerie. She released a soft moan into his mouth and he moved on top of her.

"Of course, for some reason I've always been turned on by the fact that Levi fucks you so well," Eric said. "That he's always been better than I am at pleasuring my wife."

Lucy reached down and slipped her fingers into Eric's underwear to grasp his cock and stroke him. "I couldn't get enough of him on our honeymoon," she said with a smile. "There were days when we didn't leave the bungalow, when we fucked over and over, only taking breaks for food and quick naps while the tropical breeze blew in from the ocean."

"There were days when I fantasized about that very thing," Eric noted before kissing Lucy's neck.

She worked his underwear down to his thighs, pulled aside the delicate lace covering her pussy, and guided his cock inside her.

"Fuck, Lucy, I have missed being inside you," he said.

"And I've missed fucking my first husband," she replied softly.

They kissed as Eric buried his cock in her slick pussy and held it there. Their tongues mingled while a million thoughts raced through his head, including countless visions of Lucy and Levi having all kinds of wondrous, passionate, beautiful sex on their honeymoon.

"Fuck me, Eric," Lucy implored him.

Eric fucked his wife and Lucy wrapped her legs around him. She held him tight while filling his bedroom with beautiful moans as their bodies melded and their need for each other - for a sense of connection after she'd been away for a week - overwhelmed everything else.

Though he didn't want to mar the sex with a distracting kind of dirty talk, Eric couldn't help but think of Lucy and Levi fucking as he slid in and out of her body. Lucy had taken a few selfies and sent them to Eric, including one of her in a skimpy, rather sexy bikini and in his head he pictured his wife wearing that beautiful bikini while fucking her new husband on the deck of their oceanside bungalow. He saw her on top with Levi sitting in a lounge chair with a giddy smile on his face as his cock explored his new wife's pussy.

Those thoughts - and the sheer pleasure of being inside her again after nearly ten days - carried Eric to the brink of orgasm. "I'm close, Lucy," he said.

She smiled. "Me too, baby. I want you to cum inside me. I want you to cum in your wife's pussy, just like my other husband did every single day of your honeymoon."

Lucy's generous dirty talk put Eric over the top and he came in her pussy, as requested. She quickly joined him in climaxing and then wrapped her arms tightly around him and held Eric close as they both filled his room with wondrous moans of joy.

"God, I really did miss you," he said.

"I missed you too," Lucy replied. "I really did. And, if it means anything, I honestly can't imagine loving a man more than I love you, Eric. I love Levi too, obviously, but you were the first and you'll always be the one I love more than any other."

"That means a lot, actually," Eric said. "It really does. And just know that I love you madly, Lucy, and I always will. Your happiness is the only thing that matters to me, the only thing that will ever really matter to me."

Lucy smiled brightly and held it for a few seconds before saying, "Good, because I've decided that I want to have a baby."

Eric was stunned. "Who's going to be the father?" he asked, blurting out the first thought that came to mind.

"That's what we need to talk about," Lucy answered.

Eric suspected it wasn't going to be a particularly short conversation - it was fairly important, after all - so he pulled out, cleaned up, and settled into bed next to his wife. "Okay, so let's talk about it."

He was ready for anything and he wasn't sure what he wanted the outcome of the conversation to be, so he resolved to keep an open mind and try his best to discern what would make Lucy happiest, for that was what mattered more than anything else.

As it turned out, the conversation wasn't all that lengthy, for Lucy had already decided that she wanted both of her husbands to have a chance to get her pregnant. She'd go off her birth control pills, have sex with both of them, and eventually she'd get pregnant. After that, the plan was to avoid finding out who the father actually was unless it became a medical necessity, ensuring that both men would see the baby as their own.

Lucy quickly developed a habit of fucking both of her husbands in quick succession, and always in the same order. She'd begin with Levi and Eric would watch on occasion and would almost always end up listening, mostly because Lucy seemed to be enjoying sex even more when its purpose was to get her pregnant, and thus she was quite a bit more vocal about it.

"Fuck me, Levi," Lucy cried out on a Saturday morning, waking Eric from a deep sleep. "Fuck your wife's tight pussy."

Eric stared at the ceiling and smiled as Lucy unleashed the kind of dirty talk that had become far more prevalent in the week since she'd decided she wanted to get pregnant. He was also smiling because it was almost guaranteed Lucy would come to his room after she and Levi were finished, which meant he'd get to start his day off with the kind of sex he'd come to enjoy more than almost any other.

"Harder," Lucy said. "Fuck me harder, Levi. Fuck my tight pussy harder!"

Levi seemed to deliver, at least based on the sounds the bed in his room was making. He must have been pounding Lucy in missionary style and really giving it his all.

"Levi...cum inside me," Lucy cried out. "Cum inside me! Get me pregnant, Levi! Give me your baby!"

Eric reached down and played with his cock as he listened to his wife utter an exclamation that had become part of her sexual repertoire in the past week. The thing was, Levi was the only one she asked to get her pregnant while they were fucking. She always told Eric to cum inside her, but she didn't add the extra bit about getting her pregnant or giving her a baby. Eric wondered if it was even conscious on her part, or if Lucy was simply expressing a desire that her body and brain craved without her even knowing it.

That was the part that thrilled him, though. He wasn't sure why, but he loved hearing Lucy practically beg Levi to get her pregnant. He loved hearing his wife's passion and desire for one of the men in her life to impregnate her.

"Yes! Cum inside me!" she cried out. "Fuck, Levi, give me your baby!"

The sounds of Lucy's orgasm followed and Eric had to pull his hand away from his cock for fear of cumming before he'd even gotten a chance to fuck his wife. A few minutes later, the door to Levi's bedroom opened and he heard the soft steps of his wife approaching his door.

"Good morning," Lucy said as she stepped into Eric's bedroom. She was dressed in a pair of panties and a cropped t-shirt, her hair was messy and she looked spectacularly good, as she almost always did after being fucked to a great orgasm.

"It sounds like you started your day right," Eric noted.

Lucy looked at the bulge in his sheets and replied, "And it looks like you enjoyed listening."

Eric pulled the sheets back and nodded. "I certainly did."

Lucy pushed away from the door and crawled into his bed and on top of Eric. They kissed as he reached between her legs and massaged her pussy through the thin cotton of her panties.

"Mmm, do you want to fuck me, Eric?" she asked softly. "Do you want to fuck your wife?"

"I do," he replied. "I want to fuck my wife's cum-filled pussy."

Eric wasn't sure why Levi always got fuck her first and he always went second, but he wasn't complaining. He'd come to find great pleasure in sloppy seconds sex with her.

Lucy backed up, pulled his underwear off, and tossed them aside. She stroked his cock and then dropped down, took him in her mouth, and offered a beautiful blowjob that pushed Eric just a little bit closer to the verge of an orgasm.

"Lucy...fuck, that feels so good," Eric said as her tongue did wonderful things while swirling around the head of his cock. "I want you, baby. I want to be inside you. I want to fuck you."

Lucy kissed her way up his body, pulled her panties aside, and dropped her pussy onto Eric's cock. The messiness of cum and juices inside her hugged his stiff shaft and immediately he thought of the sex he'd listened to, and of his wife practically begging Levi to get her pregnant.

All of those pleasures combined to leave Eric remarkably close to an orgasm. Every inch of his body tingled with sexual joy and he felt no particular need to make it last, to prove his manhood by being able to fuck Lucy for ten minutes before exploding inside her.

"Your pussy feels so good with his cum inside you," Eric said, sharing that particular thought for the first time.

"Yeah?" Lucy asked with a smile. "You like fucking me with my other husband's cum deep inside me? You like fucking your wife's messy, cum-filled pussy?"

Eric nodded and Lucy rode him faster and harder. "I like...I like it when you tell him to get you pregnant, Lucy. Fuck, I don't know why, but I fucking love hearing you say that to him."

Lucy put her hands on Eric's chest and used the leverage to ride him faster. "I do want him to get me pregnant," she said.

Eric couldn't resist pushing it a little further, mostly because he was so caught up in an intense kind of pleasure. "Say it for me," he said. "Say you want Levi to get you pregnant."

Lucy smiled, leaned down, and whispered, "I want Levi to get me pregnant. I want Levi's baby inside me."

Eric came hard in his wife's wet, messy pussy. He came hard enough that his body trembled and his toes curled, all while Lucy offered him a series of soft, sensual kisses along his neck and cheek.

"It seemed like you really enjoyed that," she said.

"I did," Eric replied with a smile. "I hope that's not weird."

Lucy sat up, put her hands on his chest, and said, "Not at all. I like that you're comfortable enough to share what really turns you on. That's really sexy, honestly."

Eric wasn't sure what propelled him to ask his follow up question, but he couldn't help himself. "You know, you only ever ask Levi to get you pregnant, or to give you his baby. You never say that when we have sex."

Lucy paused for a moment, studied his face, and said, "Really?"

"You haven't noticed?" Eric asked as his cock remained stiff inside her.

Lucy shook her head. "I know I say it to him, but I honestly hadn't noticed that I don't say it to you. Does that make you feel bad?"

"No," Eric admitted. "I know it's a little weird, but it turns me on."

Lucy leaned down and softly kissed him. "It's not that weird, not in the context of our marriage. After all, you're the same man that got off watching me give a blowjob to another guy on the beach. You got off at the idea of fucking me after another man had done so. You got off when I first went on vacation with Levi. You got off when I wanted to start a business with him. You got off when I married him. It's not a surprise that you like the idea of me telling Levi to get me pregnant, or even the idea that I might want him to get me pregnant more than I want you to do so."

"Do...do you?" Eric asked.

Lucy gently moved her pussy back and forth over his cock, almost like she was slowly fucking him again. She dug her fingernails into his chest - just enough to cause a hint of pain - and moaned. "Honestly, I don't know."

Eric was fairly certain she did know and just didn't want to say, but even that wasn't guaranteed. After all, she'd fucked him every single time she'd fucked Levi in the past week and now she was effectively fucking him again, mere minutes after he'd just cum inside her.

"It's okay if you do," he said. "If you want Levi to get you pregnant, if you want his baby growing inside you, that's okay." Arousal flooded his body as Eric uttered those words, like he was giving voice to his fantasy without knowing it.

"Eric...are you sure?" Lucy asked.

Eric nodded. "We should be honest with each other, Lucy, so if you'd prefer that Levi got you pregnant, if your body can't help but want his baby growing inside you, then I'm okay if you're honest about that. I'm okay if you can't help but want that. There's nothing wrong with that."

Lucy rode him a little faster, rolled her head towards the ceiling, and unleashed a long, low moan. "Eric..." she began, but that was all she had to say.

"Lucy...do you want Levi's baby? Do you want him to be the one to get you pregnant?" Eric asked.

She looked down at him, held his gaze for a few deeply pleasurable seconds as her pussy milked his cock, and said, "Yes, that's what I want."

Eric arched his back and pushed his cock deeper into her pussy. "Then that's what you should have," he said. "You should get to have Levi's baby. You should have what you want, what you need, what your body craves, Lucy."

Lucy leaned down and her hips moved wildly over his cock, which was once again stiff with an intense level of desire. "Eric, I can't help but want Levi to be the one to get me pregnant. I know that's not what I said I wanted, I know that, but every time I think about it, it's what my body wants. It's what I crave."

"Then let yourself have what you want, Lucy," Eric said. "Let Levi be the only one to fuck you from here on out until you're pregnant. Forget about me for now. Only think about him. Only think about your other husband getting you pregnant."

Lucy pulled her pussy from his cock, laid next to Eric, and took him in her hand. She stroked him furiously and said, "I'm sorry, but if it's going to be Levi, there's no point in having you cum inside me again. Do you want me to finish you with my hand?"

"No," Eric said. "Go fuck Levi again. I'll listen. I'll masturbate while you fuck him. I'll enjoy the sounds of my wife letting another man get her pregnant."

Lucy released his cock, kissed him passionately, and then headed to Levi's bedroom. She left the door open and Eric heard Levi's surprised sound of pleasure as Lucy took him in her mouth - the sounds of a blowjob quickly reached Eric's ears - and offered the pleasure he no doubt needed to get him hard again.

"I need you to fuck me again, Levi," Lucy said. "I need you to get me pregnant. I need it badly. Will you do that? Will you fuck me again? Will you fuck me over and over until I'm pregnant with your baby? Will you give me what I want most in the world?"

"Yes," Levi said. "Of course I will, Lucy."

Eric smiled and masturbated slowly. He felt good, like the sacrifice he'd just made was the right choice. He'd done so to make Lucy happy, and that was all that mattered. Soon she'd be pregnant with Levi's baby and their family would get underway in the manner in which Lucy desired, which was also the manner that Eric desired.

It struck him as a little odd, but in that moment he felt as though he'd never been so happy, as if he'd finally found the place he was meant to be in life, and there was nothing better than that.

The End.