Long Distance Cuckolding - A Diary - Part 6

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Okay, so, last time I mentioned that Piper couldn't wait a week to see Cal again. That she'd seen him on Wednesday.

I heard about it - at first, at least - with a text: "I just gave a blowjob."

That was it. Five words. I took it to mean that she'd given a complete blowjob. That she'd made Cal cum. That she'd probably swallowed his cum like she'd talked about after her date last weekend.

It was almost midnight when I got the text. I was in bed. I was winding down and getting ready for sleep. I was, of course, immediately filled with desire. I wasn't sure if Piper planned on giving me anything more than a text, but I couldn't help but masturbate a little as I thought of her giving her boyfriend a blowjob.

"Can you call?" I asked.

"I can," she texted back. "I'm on my way back to my apartment right now. I'll call when I get there. Thirty minutes or so."

"I can't wait," I replied.

There was nothing for a few minutes and I figured that I wouldn't hear from her until she got back to her apartment. Then Piper texted, "I can still taste his cum."

Holy fuck. She'd made him cum. She'd probably swallowed. My wife had given her boyfriend a blowjob, made him cum in her mouth, and swallowed his cum and she'd done all of that on a night when she wasn't even scheduled to see him. All those thoughts ran through my head as I sat in bed and slowly stroked my incredibly stiff cock.

Piper called almost exactly thirty minutes later. "Hey, baby," she said.

"Hey. Those texts. That was really hot," I replied. "Really fucking hot. How did it happen?"

She laughed softly. "Well, we all went out to dinner after work. To a steakhouse, actually. With a really nice view of the bay. Really expensive place. I don't know if they were rewarding us - things are going well so far - or if they were just giving us something of a treat to keep morale high, but it was fantastic."

I was jealous. I'd eaten at home that night with a movie on. Pizza. It was good, but it wasn't quite like eating at an expensive steakhouse.

"Lucky you," I said.

"I know," she replied with another laugh. "Anyway, Cal texted me while I was at dinner. He told me he'd been thinking about me all day. He asked if I could send him a picture of me in my underwear."

"Really?" I asked as my dick throbbed. "Have you sent him pictures before?" I honestly hadn't considered that Piper would do that sort of thing, but of course it was possible. She and Cal were basically dating - I don't know if they'd made anything official at that point - and it made perfect sense that she'd send him a naughty pic or two.

"I have," Piper said. "Not a lot and I don't ever include my face - you can never been too careful - but I've sent him pictures. Some lingerie pics. A few naked pics. I don't know, I like the idea that he wants to see me even when he can't see me and I really like the idea that he masturbates to the pictures I send him."

I liked that idea too.

"I was going to tell him that I couldn't send him anything because I was at dinner, but I thought better of it. Instead, I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I locked the door, unbuttoned my blouse, and lifted my skirt. I stepped in front of the bathroom mirror, put a hand in my panties, and took a picture with the phone in front of my face," she said.

I couldn't remember if I'd ever received a picture like that from Piper, but I was pretty sure I hadn't, a notion that turned me on. Maybe it's weird, but I thought it was so fucking hot that she was eager to send Cal a picture like that.

"While I was taking the picture I felt how wet I was, how wet I'd gotten at the idea of taking a picture for Cal. So I masturbated a little. I took more pictures. Then I took a video of me masturbating in the restaurant bathroom as I thought about Cal," she continued.

"That's so hot," I said.

"I know, right? Would you like to see the video?" she asked.

"Hell yes."

"Give me a second," she said.

Piper sent the video and I played it. She was standing in a fancy-looking bathroom. She had the camera pointed at the mirror and was holding it in front of her face. Her blouse was open and her skirt was pulled up around her waist. She had on a dark red bra and panty set and she was masturbating just like she'd described.

"I want you, Cal," she said in the video. "I'm wet for you." She masturbated a little faster. "I want your cock in my mouth."

Honestly, I almost fucking came at that. So fucking hot. The video ended soon after.

"Piper, holy shit, that video is so hot," I said.

"Cal thought so too. So much so that he sent a video of him stroking his cock in response. It came in while I was buttoning up my blouse," she explained.

"Did it turn you on? To see him stroking his cock for you like that?"

"It did," Piper admitted. "I liked that he was so excited. I...well, I really like his cock, I like how it looks. So I really did get turned on watching him masturbate for me."

I kinda wanted to see the video, mostly to see what Cal's cock looks like – to see if he’s bigger than I am, if I’m being honest - but I didn't ask. I thought it would be too weird.

"I texted him and told him that his cock looked so good," she said. "I told him that I really did want it in my mouth. I told him that if he could hold off on cumming that I'd stop by his apartment before going home. I told him that I wanted to suck him off."

"You wanted to make him feel good," I said.

"I did. I wanted to make him cum in my mouth, Joel."

"And you did," I said.

"I did. I had to get through dinner first, though. I was a little impatient by the time it was over, but the food was so good that it was worth it. I passed on joining everyone else for a drink after dinner, grabbed an Uber to Cal's apartment, and texted to let him know I was on my way over," Piper explained.

"Were you excited?"

"I really was. If I'm being honest, I was surprised at how excited I was. I think I'd forgotten just how different it is when you're first with someone that you really like, that you really connect with on...well, on every level," she explained. "So yeah, I was excited to see Cal again. I was excited to kiss him and touch him. And I was actually really excited to give him a blowjob."

The unspoken thing there - and the thing that really turned me on - was that we were no longer in the part of our relationship where Piper gets excited about giving me head. She still does it from time to time and I think she enjoys it, but it's not the sort of thing where she's genuinely excited about going down on me, where it actually turns her on.

"We barely spoke to each other when he let me in. I was all over him and he was all over me. We kissed and stripped each other naked. We moved into his living room and onto his couch. He played with my tits and fingered my pussy as I stroked his cock and played with his balls, all while kissing in that intense, desperate kind of way you do when you're out of your mind with desire for someone."

That's what I wanted. That's what I'd fantasized about for so long. My wife feeling that kind of desire for someone else. It seemed that her feelings were more potent that I'd ever dreamed they'd be, but that only made the whole thing even hotter.

"My pussy was so wet, Joel," Piper said. "I'd been wet since I took that video in the bathroom, but I was soaked by that point. It felt so good to be naked with him. To be kissing him. To feel him touching me. To be touching him."

"Did you think about fucking him?" I asked.

"I did. I would have enjoyed that. I know he would have enjoyed that. I don't know why, but I really wanted to go down on him. I wanted to give him pleasure, you know?"

My dick was hard as a rock. How could it not be? My wife was telling me about her desire to pleasure her boyfriend. It was a cuckold's ideal fantasy come to life.

"I love that you wanted that, Piper," I said.

"Yeah?"

"Yes. It's hotter to me than I can possibly explain," I said.

"Are you masturbating?" she asked.

"I am."

"Well, I guess I should masturbate too," Piper said. "Give me a minute."

It sounded like she was stripping and I closed my eyes and imagined her naked in her bed. It was a lovely sight and one that I'd felt an increasing ache to experience in person.

"Can you hear that?" Piper asked as the sound of her masturbation - really the sound of how wet her pussy was - reached my ears.

"Yes. You sound wet. Soaking wet."

"I am," she said. "Just like I was wet when I got on my knees between Cal's legs," she said. "I couldn't help but smile as I looked up at him. It wasn't the first time I'd given him a blowjob, of course, but it was the first time I'd been on my knees like that. The first time I'd done so with the intention of sucking his cock until he'd cum in my mouth."

"Fuck...that's so hot."

She laughed softly. "I love that you're so into this, Joel. I love that it turns you on so much. I really do. It makes it so much more fun."

"I'm so turned on right now, Piper. My dick is so fucking hard and I'm practically leaking precum."

She moaned and I smiled as I listened to her masturbate. "I told Cal that I wanted to make him feel good, that I wanted to make him cum in my mouth."

"What did he think about that?"

"He didn't get a chance to say anything because I took him in my mouth. All he could do was moan as I sucked his cock," she said. "I took my time, though. I was in no rush. I sucked on the head. I kissed it. I licked it. I licked up and down the shaft. I stroked him. I played with his balls. I even sucked on his balls a little."

"Holy shit, really?"

"I know. I don't really do that for you," she said.

Piper wasn't being cruel. She was just making an observation. One that turned me on like you wouldn't believe. It was one of those moments where I nearly came because it was so fucking hot to hear her state the obvious. I mean, she doesn't suck my balls. I can't blame her for that - what woman wants to suck on a man's balls - but that's precisely why it was so hot that she did it for Cal.

"I love that you did it for him, though," I said. "I don't know why, but there's something so fucking hot about you doing something for Cal that you don't do for me."

"Really?" she asked.

My dick was in that state of arousal where every touch felt incredible. It was really fucking hard, too. "Yeah. I don't really understand it, but yeah, it's really hot."

"Good to know," Piper said. "Then I suppose you might like to hear that I probably spent fifteen minutes sucking his cock, that I really did take my time, and that I was hugely aroused the entire time. There was something about making him feel good - about giving my boyfriend pleasure - that had my pussy completely and utterly soaked, Joel."

I stroked my cock a little faster. "Yes, I love hearing that. I love hearing that you wanted to give him pleasure, Piper. That you wanted to make him feel good. And I really love hearing you call him your boyfriend. Fuck, that's so hot."

"When he was close I started to go faster. I stroked and sucked faster. It got kind of noisy, though even that was pretty hot. I watched him as I felt him getting close. I watched his face. I saw the pleasure. I saw how much he was enjoying the blowjob. It made it hotter for me, Joel. I was making him feel so good and in that way that only a blowjob does where all he has to do is sit there and enjoy himself while I do all the work."

I mean, fuck. That's so fucking hot to hear that from your wife. And it's so fucking hot to picture that, to picture Piper on her knees working Cal's cock with her mouth and hand while she waits for him to cum on her tongue.

"He told me when he was about to cum. I didn't stop sucking, though. I only went harder. I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted to be that kind of girlfriend," she continued.

"I love that you're that kind of girlfriend for him," I said.

"I know you do, baby. I think Cal really appreciated it. I watched his face as he came in my mouth. I think it made his orgasm better that I was taking it on my tongue. I swear, the pleasure I saw on his face was different than when he cums during sex. Maybe not better, but different," she explained. "It certainly made it hot for me, though."

"Did you swallow?" I asked.

"Of course I did," she said. "A good girlfriend swallows her man's cum, right?"

That line was hot the last time she said it and it was even hotter knowing that she'd done it.

"I'm close, Piper," I said.

"That's just what Cal said. He wasn't masturbating, though. He was in my mouth, Joel. I was sucking his cock. I was moaning. I was doing everything I could to make it clear that I wanted him to cum in my mouth, that I wanted to swallow his cum, that I wanted to be a good girlfriend."

"Oh, fuck, Piper, I'm cumming!" I cried out as I imagined Cal uttering the same words while he blew his load in my wife's mouth.

"Baby...fuck...me too...I'm cumming!"

She came with me. We came together and it was incredible. It was perfect. It was hot in every way.

"Fuck, thank you, Piper," I said in the aftermath of my climax.

She laughed softly. "That's the same thing Cal said. I guess my men are alike."

"I guess we are," I said with a smile.

I listened to her breathing for a few seconds before she added, "He went down on me too, just in case you were wondering. After he'd recovered from his orgasm, he went down on me and made me cum. He was quite good with his tongue, actually."

"Yeah?" I asked as a bit of post-orgasmic jealousy worked its way through me.

"Yeah. Really good. Though the orgasm I just had was better."

I don't know if that was true, but I appreciated her saying it. "That's nice of you to say."

"It's true," she said. "Oh, Joel, did you book your flight?"

"I did. I get in Friday night and leave Monday morning. I can't wait to see you," I said. It wasn't that Friday I was getting in. It's next Friday.

"I can't wait to see you either," she replied. "I can't wait to have sex with you."

"Yeah?"

"Yes. I mean, I'm sure you don't need to hear that, but I really am looking forward to fucking you, Joel. Even though I have a boyfriend I still want my husband inside me," she said.

"Well, that's also nice of you to say."

"And it's also true," Piper added. "I was thinking I'd buy some new lingerie for you, in fact. Something you've never seen me in."

The idea put a smile on my face, but there was something else that sounded a little bit hotter. "Actually - and you can ignore this if you want - but it would be even hotter for me if you wore something that you bought for Cal. Like, maybe if you have a date this weekend you could buy some lingerie to wear for him and then...well, and then you could wear it for me."

"I could do that. Should I...would it be hotter if I wore the lingerie while Cal fucked me? If I didn't just strip out of it, if I kept it on while my boyfriend had his way with me?" she asked.

She sounded like she was already turned on again, which was fucking incredible. Had I not just cum we absolutely would have masturbated together all over again.

"That would be amazing," I said. "That would be the hottest thing ever, in fact."

"Well, I have a date with Cal on Friday, so I guess I need to do some lingerie shopping tomorrow. Maybe I'll take a long lunch. There are some really nice lingerie shops in San Francisco. I think I could get something really beautiful, something Cal would really like."

"You're an absolute dream of a woman, Piper," I said.

"And you're a dream of a husband, Joel. It's getting late for you, though, so I should let you go so you're not exhausted at work tomorrow. I love you, Joel. We'll talk soon."

"I love you too, Piper," I replied.

The call ended and I cleaned up my cock, got out of bed, and put on a new pair of underwear. I washed my hands, crawled back into bed, and sleep slowly enveloped me as I thought about what an insanely lucky man I am.

Oh, and Piper's date went well last night. In fact, Cal introduced her to some of his friends and he referred to her as his girlfriend. So, my wife officially has a boyfriend.

I'll tell you all about it in my next update. See you soon.