My wife and I were on the bed making out before sleep when she suddenly stopped and said, "it's just not working now, ever since I got pregnant I just haven't been in the mood." This was a common theme through the first four months of her pregnancy. We had intercourse once, and though she tried, it was clearly more for me and seemed maybe even a little painful for her.
To be fair to her, I should not have been too sexually frustrated. She was an amazing partner, still willing to give me a hand job and occasionally blow job even if she wasn't in the mood. The problem was now that she was pregnant she absolutely did not want to be touched. And had no interest in sex at all.
The irony of it all was her best friend, who was also four months pregnant almost to the day, was in the opposite circumstance. According to my wife, her friend, and now my friend, Ally, was incredibly horny and wanted sex all the time. Only in her case, her husband would not touch her now that she was pregnant.
Given how beautiful Ally was and how horny I was now, I could not even fathom that scenario.
Admittedly, my horniness had increased lately. Something had turned on inside of me where I'd become attracted to pregnant women in general. Not in a fetish way exactly, but in a, 'wow, my wife is beautiful and pregnant' - and through that thought process, I started to notice how beautiful other pregnant women were.
All those thoughts were running through my head as my wife continued rubbing my chest and running her hand along my stomach. Even though she had no interest in sex, she was willing to pleasure me. I immediately felt guilty for thinking of Ally while this gorgeous human was right next to me. What in the world was I thinking?
I knew this playfulness wasn't leading to intercourse though. It would most likely end in a hand job and orgasm. Afterward, she would turn over and go to sleep. Still, I had to admit it would feel good.
Her hand traveled under my boxers to my now very hard penis. She pushed down my boxers a little and pulled out my penis. She knew it wasn't necessary to take them off. After she had me in the place she wanted, she spits saliva on her hand and began stroking me.
I was already pretty worked up from the short make-out session and she knew exactly how to get me to cum. I just sat back and enjoyed the stroking - looking at her full chest - knowing I couldn't touch it - but imagining that I was.
She stroked me hard, adding a little more spit along the way. Her other hand pinched my nipple as she knew that would make me cum faster - just as I was wishing I could grab her nipples - knowing that was not happening tonight.
In a few more moments she had me cumming all over her hand, with some cum even landing on her pregnant stomach. She casually toweled it off without ceremony, kissed me on the cheek, and as predicted turned over to go to sleep. I just smiled and sighed in the aftermath of it all.
It was two nights later when I asked if she wanted to try sex again. It was then that she brought up something completely unexpected.
She said she wasn't in the mood at all and it had nothing to do with me. She did not expect it to change while she was pregnant. And to that end, she'd been thinking about a new scenario that might work for both of us, at least in the short-term.
She asked if I remembered how Ally wanted sex and was hornier than ever. How her husband refused to touch her. I, of course, remembered the conversation and, in fact, had masturbated the next night thinking about fulfilling her needs.
I honestly could not believe where this conversation might be leading, but it led directly to the place of my inner fantasies. By the end of the conversation, she suggested that I start having sex with Ally. Her thinking was that until her sex drive returned and/or Ally's husband was again interested in sex, it would solve everyone's needs.
This whole conversation was shocking. It was logical and practical in a way that fit my wife's thinking, but it was still shocking. We had never had an open relationship, no partner swaps, no threesome. In fact, prior to the pregnancy, we'd maintained a very happy, healthy sex life without any of those adventures.
She didn't have details on how Ally and I would come to sleep together only that it would solve two things for her. I would quit bugging her about sex and she would not feel guilty about not having sex. I did not express how I thought it could very easily introduce other issues.
She then bluntly asked what I thought.
In my fantasies, this all worked out. And my gut was that this could actually work in life if all parties agreed. She further explained that she loves Ally, trusts her and trusts me. She said I should at least try it once. I told her I'd think it through. Though in my heart I wanted to drive straight to Ally's.
