Long Distance Cuckolding - A Diary - Part 10

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The lingerie was elegant and sexy. It was a full bra, panty, garter belt, and stockings set. It was dark pink but the important parts - the parts that covered the majority of her breasts and her pussy - were made from this thin, delicate, sheer material. It showed off her nipples and her pubic hair and her pussy lips.

It was, in fact, the sexiest lingerie I've ever seen. It was probably expensive, too, and I have to admit that it was a real turn on to consider that my wife had spent a great deal of money on lingerie to wear for another man. She wanted to look good for Cal. She wanted to arouse him the moment he saw her. She wanted to excite him, to ensure that he was desperate to fuck her the moment he laid eyes on her.

That's certainly how I felt the moment she stepped out of the bathroom in the lingerie, though my desire was also infused with the thrill of knowing that she'd worn the lingerie for her boyfriend before wearing it for me.

"Do you like it?" Piper asked as she stopped at the foot of the bed, put her hands on her hips, and struck an irresistible pose.

I was in a t-shirt and boxer shorts as I sat against the headboard and nodded dumbly. Running on one track in my mind was the notion that my wife had dressed in such a stunningly sexy manner to arouse another man. Running on a second track was the notion that she’d dressed like that for me.

"I love it," I finally answered. "And I have to admit, I love that you wore it for him first. There's just something so...I don't know, so fucking sexy about that."

Her smile was bright and beautiful and utterly perfect, like I'd said the thing she wanted to hear. "Yeah? You really like that I wore this for Cal before you?"

I nodded.

She crawled into the bed and grasped my ankles for a moment before running her fingers up my calves, past my knees, and up my thighs while crawling ever closer.

"You like that I spent hours searching for the perfect lingerie set for my boyfriend?" she asked.

"Yes."

Her fingers moved up one leg of my boxer shorts and she caressed my cock. "You like that I spent hundreds of dollars so I could look good for Cal?"

It might sound crazy, but that made it hotter, in particular because I'm pretty sure that's the most money Piper's ever spent on lingerie. How fucking incredible that she spent that money to arouse her boyfriend.

"It might sound crazy, but I love that," I said. My cock was already hard by that point.

"It's not crazy." She lowered her head and kissed my cock through my underwear. "I was so wet when I was shopping for him. I've never..."

She looked up at me with just a hint of worry in her eyes.

"You've never bought lingerie like this for me?" I asked.

She nodded as her fingers continued to massage my cock.

"And it made you wet to buy lingerie like this for Cal?"

Again she nodded and then her fingers departed my underwear and she pulled them off in one fell swoop. A moment later her mouth engulfed the head of my cock and her tongue swirled around it before she sucked hard and took half my length.

"Fuck," was all I could manage to say as I closed my eyes and rolled my head back while pleasure spread through my body.

After the initial burst of pleasure passed I noticed that the blowjob felt different than ones she'd given me in the past. She was doing something different with her tongue and she was using her hand quite a lot more, too. Was it possible that a month with Cal had changed her technique? Had he given her tips? Had she sought to improve - because it did feel better - simply because she wanted to make him feel good?

"That feels incredible," I said. "Fucking incredible."

She looked up and my cock popped free from her mouth. Piper showered the head and shaft with kisses and sucked on my balls a little, which was also something she almost never did.

"You've gotten better at this," I said.

Piper smiled like she wasn't the least bit surprised I'd said that.

"Did you get better for him?" I asked.

For just a moment there was concern in her eyes. It was completely unnecessary for her to feel that way, but I found it kind of adorable.

"Because that would be really hot," I added as my cock swelled up just a little more.

She kissed my balls, kissed her way back up my shaft, and sucked on the head a little - doing so in what struck me as a decidedly proud manner - and then said, "I have tried to get better at blowjobs. I've found myself paying closer attention to when Cal moans and when he makes one of those good faces that men make when something feels really good. I've found myself trying new things when I'm going down on him."

"Because you want to make him feel good."

She nodded. "Is that terrible?"

"No, it's fucking hot," I said. "Plus, I just benefited from that because that blowjob felt amazing."

She smiled in a decidedly giddy manner. "I could make you cum in my mouth. I like doing that."

That wasn't something Piper would have said before she left for San Francisco. She wouldn't have said she hated it, either, but she wouldn't have declared that she liked it. Once again, my dick throbbed as arousal coursed through me. My wife liked making her boyfriend cum in her mouth. She didn't do it because she thought she had to as a good girlfriend. She did it because she liked it. Holy shit.

"You like making Cal cum in your mouth?" I asked.

"I do," she answered before once again showering the head of my cock in kisses. She flicked her tongue back and forth over the underside a few times, too, and each time it felt utterly spectacular. "I guess you could say that I like how much he likes it. I like the way he grunts and groans when I make him cum in my mouth. I like the look on his face afterwards. I like how happy he seems. I like how he tells me how amazing I am after I've swallowed his cum."

Why is it so hot to hear your wife say that she's swallowed another man's cum? Maybe it wouldn't be that way for everyone, but I found it so fucking arousing.

"Do you like swallowing his cum?" I asked. It was purely selfish. I just wanted to hear her say it. I wanted to be able to replay that moment over and over in my mind when I was back on the East Coast.

"I do," she answered. "I'm not going to lie, it doesn't taste great - though it's not bad - but I like swallowing for Cal because of how happy it makes him. I know that it makes the blowjob better if he knows I'm going to swallow. I know that he likes to look down and see me swallow his cum. It's a small thing - he wouldn't really care if I didn't swallow - but I know that it makes the whole thing a little more pleasurable and it turns me on to make the blowjob even more pleasurable for him."

"Fuck, I love you so much, Piper."

She laughed, smiled so beautifully, and took me in her mouth once more. Just about all of my cock disappeared until she gagged a little. When she came up her eyes were watering just a touch but she had a smile on her face.

"I almost got it all," she said.

"I know. Do you try and do that for Cal?"

"I try, but I can't really get close with him," she said.

A look of genuine concern followed, like she was afraid she'd said something she definitely shouldn't have. It actually seemed like she was concerned she'd ruined the mood.

All she'd really done was confirm that Cal had a bigger cock than mine. Some men might have been so overcome by insecurity that the moment would have been ruined, but I was a little bit turned on.

"Because his cock is bigger than mine?" I asked.

That did nothing to assuage her concern. If anything, she seemed more worried.

"Piper, I'm not...I don't know, offended or hurt that Cal has a bigger cock than I do. I mean, I know size isn't everything, but it seems like if you're going to have a relationship with another man then it's a pretty nice benefit that you found one with a big cock."

In the moments that followed I saw a look on Piper's face that made me think she was quite enamored with the size of Cal's cock. It was a certain kind of happiness mixed with arousal. An all-around sense of joy, I suppose. It was actually more significant than I expected it would be. However, I was surprised to find that my arousal was deepened by that sense of joy on her part.

"In fact, it seems that I'm a little bit turned on by that notion," I added. "Especially since it seems like you're also quite turned on by - and satisfied by - the fact that your boyfriend has an impressive cock."

"Yeah?"

I nodded as I experienced even more excitement. Looking back, I'm utterly fascinated by it. I mean, my heart was pumping hard. My cock was in that state where it felt like every little touch brought the most immense pleasure. It's that thing that happens when you're really, really turned on.

"Does it...does it feel good?" I asked. "When he's inside you. You've mentioned he goes really deep. Is that...do you like that?"

She seemed a little wary of answering me so I leaned forward, took her hands, and pulled her on top. I pulled her panties aside and guided my cock in her pussy and we kissed as she began to ride me slowly.

"You don't have to say anything...or talk about it. But I'd enjoy hearing about it," I said.

"About how good his cock feels inside me?" she asked.

I groaned. "Yes."

She kissed me. Softly at first, and then her tongue really got going as she rode me a little faster.

"We fucked just like this when I wore this lingerie for him. He was so excited. So turned on. He told me over and over how hot I looked. His dick was so hard for me, Joel. So hard in my mouth when I sucked him just like I sucked you. So hard in my pussy when I rode him just like I'm riding you. Though he had to wear a condom, of course."

I grasped one of her breasts and played with it. The material of the bra was so soft that it made her tits feel even more arousing than usual. It was so delicate and feminine and utterly perfect.

"When I rode him...he was deeper inside me than you are right now," she said. "He's a little thicker, too." Piper closed her eyes and began to move her hips back and forth while I was buried inside her. "It felt...it felt so good, Joel. There's something about it...something I can't quite describe about that sense of fullness. It's not like the biggest difference in the world, but it does feel really good to have Cal so deep in my pussy."

Holy shit was I close to cumming. She wasn't even really going over the top. It was just the idea that she liked her boyfriend's cock and I suppose the fact that she was thinking about him while we were fucking. I'd basically made her think about him, but that didn't stop it from being a turn on.

"I love that his cock satisfies you," I said as I grabbed her ass and squeezed it hard. "I love that you like it so much. I love that you like going down on him. I love that you like fucking him. I love that you...well, that you like him, that you like your boyfriend, that you have a boyfriend, that you're dating someone. The whole thing is so fucking hot, Piper."

She smiled. "I know, it really is. And I still have three months with him before this is all over."

Piper seemed so excited about that last part, and who could blame her? She had three more months of new relationship bliss that she got to take advantage of and she didn't have to worry about any of the potentially complicated future stuff. She could just enjoy herself. I too found that remarkably hot.

"I'm close," I said.

"Me too."

She sat up, put her hands on my chest, and began to ride me vigorously, grinding her clit into my pelvis and milking my cock with the most perfect-feeling pussy I'd ever experienced. Because she was sitting up I got to admire the lingerie more, too, and it really was the hottest thing I'd ever seen on a woman.

"I love this lingerie."

"Cal loved it too," she said. "He loved fucking me in it. He loved that I'd bought it just for him, that my husband had never seen it. I wore it just like this for him, too. I kept my panties on while he fucked me. I haven't washed them since, either. You're fucking me in the exact same lingerie my boyfriend fucked me in."

I came just a few seconds later. I came really fucking hard, too. Like, really fucking hard. I closed my eyes, arched my back a little, and saw stars as my cock exploded inside her.

Piper came just a few seconds after I let loose in her pussy. She pressed hard on my chest and when I opened my eyes she'd tilted her head towards the ceiling and was in the midst of unleashing all sorts of wild moans and groans as her legs shook. Her nipples were hard and her chest and neck had gotten red, all signs that she'd enjoyed her climax.

Eventually, Piper collapsed on top of me and kissed my neck as I ran my hand through her hair, down her back, and over her ass cheeks before repeating the process over and over.

"Sex with you has been great this weekend, Joel. Truly great. My orgasms have been outstanding. Just as good as they are with Cal."

I was actually quite appreciative of her comment as I did feel just a touch of insecurity at the idea that her boyfriend and his big dick were fucking Piper with such skill that she might be bored of what I had to offer when she came back to the East Coast.

"Thank you for saying that," I said.

She lifted her head and smiled at me. "It's true. It really is."

I believed her. It's possible it wasn't true, but I believed her.

I put my arms around her and we kissed before Piper let her head settle into the crook of my neck. I held her tight while still hard inside her and closed my eyes to let the warm pleasure of an orgasm and the joy of holding my wife wash over me.

I flew home the next day, though not before Piper treated me to a blowjob where she swallowed my cum just like she swallows for her boyfriend. She seemed to enjoy it, too. I know I certainly did.

I've been back home for a few weeks now, actually, so there's plenty of stuff to update you on. Piper's spent a few weeknights at Cal's place, for instance. She also went to that lunch with two of Cal's female friends, so she's immersing herself more in his life, which is hotter than I expected. There's talk of a double or triple date, in fact.

There's been lots more sex and plenty of blowjobs, too, but I'm sure you expected that. After all, one of the best things about a new relationship is how you can't help but want to fuck each other all the time.

Anyway, I'll write again soon and get you caught up on the good stuff.