Long Distance Cuckolding - A Diary - Part 9

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I was sitting in a really nice little cafe somewhere in San Francisco. I had a coffee - an excellent coffee, by the way - in one hand and my phone in the other. I was reading something - I honestly don't even remember what - but I wasn't really reading it.

Instead, I was thinking about how soft Piper's lips felt as she kissed me before stepping into Cal's apartment building. I was thinking about how good she looked in the pleated skirt and slightly cropped sweater she had on. I was thinking about how excited she was to have sex with her boyfriend while I waited. I was thinking about how excited I was, too, because I was really excited.

I hadn't really thought about how my visit to San Francisco would go. I knew I'd spend lots of time with Piper, but that was it. I honestly hadn't considered that she might take time away from me to fuck her boyfriend. I'm not sure Piper had considered it either.

I know that it really, really turned me on that she was so eager to have sex with him that she took time away from me. I mean, that's not crazy, right? I'm a cuckold, after all, so of course it turns me on that my hotwife wants so badly to fuck her boyfriend that she would take an hour or two out of our limited time together to do so.

I think Piper knew it turned me on. I think that was part of her reason for doing it. Probably a small part, if I'm being honest, but a part of it nonetheless.

Anyway, as I mentioned, I couldn't really concentrate or read or think or do anything while she was gone. I had my phone out, but I wasn't even really looking at the screen. I was just fantasizing. I imagined Piper kissing Cal. I imagined her going down on him. I imagined them fucking all over his apartment. I imagined them making love. I imagined them having wild, passionate intense sex. I literally conjured every possible scenario.

Thirty minutes after she'd gone up to his apartment, I got a text from Piper: "Would it be okay if I'm gone a little longer? Like another thirty minutes?"

"Yes," I replied. "Have fun."

"I will," she texted back.

I took the text to mean that she was going to fuck him a second time. Maybe the first time had been so good that she wanted more. Maybe Piper just wanted to keep me waiting, to tease me, to drive me a little bit crazy. It worked, if that was the intention. I got more turned on thinking about how she was so eager for him that she wanted to stay and fuck him a second time. My dick actually got hard, which was pretty embarrassing sitting there in the coffee place and staring out the window.

"I'm coming out," she texted a little less than half an hour later.

I finished my coffee, tossed the cup in the trash, and rushed out of the shop and towards Cal's building. I got there just in time to see Piper come out the door, smile brightly at me, and bound down the stairs.

Her cheeks looked a little rosier than when she'd gone up, but otherwise it was hard to tell she'd just been fucked. That was probably purposeful - I'm sure Piper put some time into putting herself back together - and for some reason I found it really arousing that I couldn't tell she'd just had sex, like it was some kind of secret that only I knew about.

"Hey there," she said with a smile while standing on the bottom step.

I approached and took her into my arms. I detected the faint smell of another man on her - perhaps his cologne, or just his natural scent, I wasn't really sure - and my dick got hard. It was incredible. The slightest bit of genuine proof that she'd just been with another man was enough to cause a huge surge of arousal through my body.

"Did you miss me?" Piper asked.

"I did. I thought about you the entire time you were gone. Not a second went by when you weren't on my mind."

She smiled. "And what did you think about?"

"About all the ways you and your boyfriend might have been having sex," I answered.

She leaned a little closer and I could feel her breath on my skin as she asked, "Did you think about me sucking Cal's cock?"

I nodded.

"And did that turn you on?"

"Yes," I admitted.

"Well, as you know, I'm a very good girlfriend, which means I went down on him before both times we had sex," she said softly. "Which means I had Cal's cock in my mouth twice."

I was hard as a rock, which was a little awkward given that we were in public. My body was pressed against hers, though, so there was little chance anyone could see and we were alone on the sidewalk in that moment.

"I'm hoping that you'll still be willing to kiss me, though," she said. "Because the moment I saw you waiting for me the only thing I wanted to do was to kiss you and to make it a long, deep kiss. Would you still be willing to do that despite the fact that my boyfriend's cock was in my mouth not that long ago?"

I nodded. I didn't say a word because I just wanted to kiss her, but if I had said something I would have made it perfectly clear that kissing her sounded like the hottest thing in the world in that moment.

The kiss was astonishing. Long. Slow. Deep. Passionate.

It quelled any mild angst I might have felt as Piper made it perfectly clear that I was not some third wheel that was getting in the way of her spending time with her boyfriend. It also made my dick throb quite wondrously.

"Wow," I said.

"Yeah. Wow. That was...that was really something."

We kissed again. How could we not? How could I resist kissing my wife like that again? I let my mind drift a little while doing so, only because it was so fucking hot to imagine her giving head to Cal while we kissed. I mean, hot for me, at least. Maybe that's kind of fucked up, but I absolutely pictured her lips around his cock while we were kissing and it was really fucking hot.

"How would you feel about a picnic?" Piper asked.

"That sounds amazing."

She gave me a soft, quick kiss and then took my hand. She tried to walk away, but I wouldn't budge. When Piper looked back she saw why - I had a raging erection - and we sat on the steps to Cal's building for a few minutes while my boner deflated.

Then we walked a handful of blocks to a restaurant where Piper picked up a picnic kit. There was a basket, plates, a blanket, food, a bottle of wine, cups. The whole thing. It was absurdly expensive, but she was determined to have a genuine picnic and it was cheaper to buy it from one place than to do all the work to put every little piece together herself.

From there we got in an Uber to the park. It wasn't until we walked up to the entrance to the botanical garden that I realized what Piper was doing. We were, essentially, recreating her date with Cal.

"I hope that's okay," she said as I asked if that's what we were doing.

I smiled. "No, it's perfect. It really is."

We entered the garden and I carried the basket as we walked hand-in-hand to the exact spot where she and Cal had enjoyed their first real date. I laid the blanket down, we pulled out the food and wine and cups and plates and then we sat together.

Piper took my hand, smiled, and leaned in to kiss me on the cheek before she said, "It seems like you're happy with all of this, so I probably don't have to say this, but I just wanted to make sure that you know that you're the most important person in my life, Joel. I'm having a lot of fun with Cal and I really do like him, but if for some reason you decide that I need to stop seeing him, all you have to do is tell me."

"I know," I replied. "I do, Piper. I know. I appreciate you saying it."

"So you're really okay that I wanted to meet Cal today," she asked. "Because if you weren't, or if you wouldn't be during future visits, you just have to tell me."

Her sudden sense of insecurity was kind of adorable and I leaned in to kiss her softly while caressing her face. "It's hard to explain - maybe even impossible - but that hour I spent waiting while you and Cal were having sex...that was beyond exciting. It was like spending an hour in a place of intense, heightened arousal. It wasn't like I was hard and dripping precum or anything, but I was aroused for a full hour. It was...I mean, it really was exciting and I'm not sure there's anything in the world that could actually replicate that kind of excitement."

"Yeah?" she asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, and I figure that this might be the only time in our lives that this particular set of events is going to come together to make it so something like this is even possible, you know? I mean, you couldn't do this at home. The odds of people finding out would be sky high and that could lead to all sorts of problems for both of us. But you're all the way across the country. This is the perfect time to explore this and I'm pretty sure we both find it hugely exciting."

Piper smiled in the most irresistible way. She looked away for a second and then leaned in to kiss my neck. "I spent that hour aroused, too, though of course I got to satiate that desire as I spent a good part of the time in Cal's apartment with his cock inside me."

Her hand moved between my legs and she caressed my cock a little as our lips met. Our tongues entwined and again I thought about Piper giving Cal head, about the two of them fucking all over his apartment in every imaginable way.

"Would you pour me some wine?" she asked.

It took a moment for my head to clear of the fog of arousal I felt, but I managed to pour us both a glass of wine. We toasted, sipped, and then Piper leaned back and let her eyes wander over the beautiful blossoms around us. I stared at the small sliver of her taut stomach that was now exposed. I reached out and ran my fingers over her skin before sliding under her sweater. She smiled, closed her eyes, and moaned softly.

"Cal was so turned on," she said with her eyes still closed. "From the moment I walked in. I didn't have to do a thing to get him all hot and bothered. The fact that I was standing at his door while my husband was sitting in a cafe was more than enough to get him all worked up."

"Yeah?" I asked. "You've mentioned it a few times, but do you think that Cal likes that he's dating a married woman?"

Piper looked at me and nodded. "He does. He's actually mentioned it a few times. He says he can't quite explain why, but that it's hot that I'm married but dating him."

"You went down on him?" I asked.

Piper smiled and studied my face for a few seconds. "You like that I give Cal blowjobs, don't you?"

I nodded.

She leaned over and kissed me as my hand moved to her thigh. I moved my fingers in slow circles, rubbing her just a few inches under her skirt. I wasn't going to get egregious about it, but it felt nice to touch her smooth, soft skin.

"I like it too," she said. "And he definitely likes it, which might be at least partly why it turns me on. So yeah, I went down on him. We kissed as soon as I got inside. His hands were all over me. He grabbed my ass and he played with my tits a little. I could feel him get hard for me and I actually dropped to my knees right there by his front door. I looked up at him as I feverishly tried to get his pants off and then he was in my mouth."

I like all of it. The dates. The sex. The kissing. The passion. The lovemaking. The fucking. There's something about her giving him head that really gets me going, though.

"He's lucky to have such a good girlfriend," I said.

Piper laughed softly. "Yes, he is, and you're lucky to have such a wonderful hotwife."

I nodded. "Yes, I am."

"He wasn't in my mouth for long. He was turned on, but I was too. There really was something exciting about the idea of fucking him while you were waiting," she said.

"I'm glad that excited you. I really am," I replied.

She smiled and I saw a sense of relief in her eyes like she was still a little worried about having left me to fuck Cal. I couldn't help but wonder if she actually felt bad about how much she'd enjoyed the sex with Cal, but if she was turned on by the idea of me waiting while she got fucked, that would have made the sex better, which would have made her orgasms better, so she had nothing to be worried about.

"I love you, Piper," I said.

For a split second there was a beautiful well of emotion in her eyes. "I love you too, Joel," she replied.

We shared a long, lingering, romantic-feeling kiss and then she took another sip of her wine and gestured towards the food. I situated the containers between us - there were sandwiches, a pasta salad, a fruit salad, a small loaf of bread with butter and cheese, and a slice of tiramisu for dessert - and Piper set her wine cup in the grass as we opened everything up.

"The sex - well, the first time, at least - was more aggressive than it usually is," Piper said before taking a bite of pasta salad.

"Really?" I asked.

She nodded while chewing. "Not in a bad way. It was actually...it was actually really good. Like, he fucked me, Joel. He fucked me hard. I haven't had a lot of sex like that and I don't think I'd want to have sex like that all the time, but there was something really hot about it. It was like...like his desire was so overwhelming that he couldn't fuck me any other way. It had to be hard and fast and aggressive. I think maybe..."

"Maybe what?" I asked as she trailed off.

Piper speared a chunk of pineapple with her fork, popped into her mouth and chewed as she considered her answer. "I'm just guessing, really, but it also felt a little like he was trying to...well, to claim me."

"Claim you?"

She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, like he knew that you'd fucked me the night before. He knew that another man had been inside me, that another man had made me cum and he wanted to reclaim me - or my pussy, I suppose - and make me his again."

What an astoundingly hot notion. It's not hard to imagine it being true, too. I'm not that kind of man. I'm a cuckold, obviously. But Cal's not a cuckold. Despite liking the fact that Piper is married, he probably doesn't like the idea of sharing her, of someone else fucking her.

"Did it work?" I asked.

The question seemed to delight her. "Did he reclaim me from you?"

I nodded. I don't know why, but there was something about the notion that made my heart pound in a fantastic way. It made my loins tingle in that way that signals you're really turned on, too.

"You know, now that I think about it, I suppose he did. At least for a little while," she said.

Piper took a big bite of her sandwich as I stared and thought about pulling my dick out, moving between her legs, and fucking her right there in the park.

"To be honest, when he was fucking me that first time, I didn't think about you. You were just a few blocks away waiting for me, and Cal was all I thought about," she said. "He just...he fucked me so hard, so aggressively, and so well that for a little while he wiped all thoughts of you from my brain."

She glanced between my legs and smiled. She'd gotten me hard without touching me. She'd said something that turned me on to such a degree that I was now sporting an erection.

"You'd give just about anything to reclaim me right now, wouldn't you?" she asked.

I nodded.

"It's a shame you're going to have to wait so long," Piper said with a teasing smile. She was enjoying herself. "I mean, it'll be hours before we're back at my apartment. Hours of you feeling desperate for my pussy. Hours of you wondering if I'll take your cock in my mouth like I did for Cal. Hours of you touching me, kissing me, getting hard for me, and wishing that I would just take you home so you could have your way with my body like my boyfriend did."

"Is that what you did? You let him have his way with your body?" I asked.

She nodded. "I did, actually. I let Cal choose how he wanted to fuck me and where he wanted to fuck me. I let him take me from behind on his couch. I rode his cock on his couch. I let him fuck me missionary style in his bed. I let him fuck me on his bathroom counter. I let him fuck me up against the glass door to his balcony."

Piper smiled, leaned in, and kissed me. "I even sucked his dick on his balcony."

I mean, fuck. I was about as turned on in that moment as I've ever been. Just...fuck. She was right that I wanted to reclaim her, but I was also excited at the idea of having to spend my whole day in a state of arousal. I mean, that's fucking hot.

"I love you more than I thought possible, Piper," I said. "I really do."

She laughed softly and kissed me again. "I love you too, Joel. And don't worry. I'm going to let you have your way with my body tonight, and I'm going to wear that lingerie for you while you do it. Maybe you can fuck me as good as Cal did when I wore it for him."

I think there's a chance I may have cum if she'd jerked me off through my pants in that moment. Thankfully, she didn't. What man wants to cum in his pants, after all?

Instead, she spent the rest of the day teasing me as she showed me her favorite parts of the city. We did some tourist stuff, too, like riding a trolley car and walking up that super twisty street.

It was a great day that ended with Piper putting on that lingerie she bought for Cal and offering up her body for my pleasure.

I'll tell you about that next time, though.