***This is part four in a series about a couple, Jake and Sara, who are in a loving, long-distance relationship, but begin exploring non-monogamy, consensual cuckolding, and very light femdom. If these topics are not of interest to you, cuckolding in particular, please do not read this story. Also, if you haven't read parts 1 through 3, I encourage you to do so.***
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After Sara's hook up with Nick in his room, he became a more active and present part of our conversations, and love life. Sara would occasionally make references to the steamy hook up, how big his dick was, and how much she was looking forward to hooking up with him again. I, in turn, would often mention how hot the whole situation was, and how I was excited for more. I wasn't quite sure what the state of our relationship was, given that she was actively interested in, and hooking up with, another guy, but I knew our communication had not decreased, and in fact we seemed to be closer than ever. We still told each other we loved each other, missed each other and wanted to see each other.
In fact, I was missing Sara so much that I booked tickets to fly to see her two weekends later. I was a little apprehensive about what was going on between us, and what me visiting would mean, but I knew that staying apart would potentially invite damage. Whatever was going on in our relationship, I thought it required physical closeness for us to understand and work through. The more distance between us, the more things would be likely to splinter.
Sara didn't act apprehensive about me visiting at all. She often spoke about how excited she was, how much fun it would be, and how much she missed me. The only difference was that those comments were now sandwiched inbetween comments about how much she wanted to fuck Nick and how amazing their previous hook up was. It was a delicate balance, but we both seemed to be making it work.
Sara and Nick had also begun texting more frequently, even during the week, when Sara had previously been less in the mood. She would often send me screenshots of their texts if they were particularly sexy, and it would drive me crazy. Nick would send her shirtless selfies during workouts, grabbing his thick cock through his shorts. Sara, in turn, would send almost-naked selfies posing on her bed before she went to sleep. These were not the kind of selfies I would normally get from her, but for some reason it turned me on that she was acting sluttier for this other guy than me.
I knew something more was going to happen between Sara and Nick, but I have to admit I was surprised how sudden and anticlimactic it was when they finally had sex. It was the Monday before I was due to fly to see her. In the afternoon, Sara was back in her room and we were talking on the phone. The previous weekend, Sara and Nick had continued to exchange very flirtatious and sexual texts, but they didn't end up hooking up. So Monday afternoon was the last time I expected something to happen.
Sara was surprisingly horny on our call, and kept saying how she needed to get off. Somewhat jokingly, I said "why don't you just text Nick and tell him to come over." I laughed.
There was a brief silence.
"Do you think I should?" she asked. She was serious.
I stumbled briefly, but also was getting turned on myself. "Sure," I said. "Why not?"
She giggled. "Haha ok, what should I say?"
I just went for it. "Why don't you tell him what you just told me."
"That I'm really horny?"
"Yea," I said.
"Haha ok," she said nervously. While their texts had been sexual, they hadn't been this forward. I listened as she put me on speaker phone and started texting.
"Well?" I said, "what did you say?"
"I said it."
"Read it to me," I said.
"I said 'I'm so horny what are u up to'."
I got a little hard hearing her say that. "Wow," I said. "That's hot."
She laughed nervously.
I started talking again but was immediately cut off.
"Oh my god he responded."
"What did he say?" I asked immediately.
"He wants to know where I am. He said he just got out of practice."
"So tell him."
"To come here?"
"Why not?" I asked.
She sounded nervous. "I guessss."
"Babe do you want to get fucked or what?"
"Ugh I really do," she said.
"And do you want Nick?"
"Yes," she said quietly, but matter of factly.
"So go get what you want. He clearly wants you."
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"I'm sure. I love you babe."
"I love you too. Ok. Whoa. I guess I'm texting him back!"
I heard her texting again. And we were silent. Then: "he's coming over." We both were silent with anticipation. She finally broke it.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah," I said. "I want this for you."
"I want it too," she said. She was starting to sound desperate. Then she got excited. "What should I wear??"
"What are you wearing now?" I asked.
"Just jeans and a t-shirt."
"What's on under the jeans?"
"My white thong, the one you like."
"Mmm," I said. "I think you should take off your jeans and answer in just your thong and t-shirt."
"Don't you think that's a little forward?" She asked nervously. She was notably more reserved than when tipsy like on weekends.
"Sara, why is he coming over?" I asked.
"To hang out?" she said.
"Sara. Come on. Why is he coming over?"
"I dunno," she said coyly.
"He's coming over to fuck you."
She giggled.
"Do you want him to fuck you?" I asked.
"Yes," she immediately replied.
"So why beat around the bush? You're so sexy in that little thong, he won't be able to resist. Also, guys like when girls are sexually confident. This is an opportunity for you to be more...sexually open."
"Hrmmm," she said, intrigued, but still unsure. "Shit he's gonna be here any second. I gotta go. Wish me luck babe!"
"Good luck! I love you!"
"I love you! I'll call you as soon as I can. Mwah." She hung up.
I sat there, full of anticipation and nerves. I didn't know what to do with myself, I had no idea how long I'd be waiting. I needed to distract myself so I put on my shoes and left my dorm. I didn't really know where I was going so I just started walking, in a daze.
It was less than 20 minutes later when my phone rang. It was Sara. I picked up immediately.
"Hey..." I said.
"Hey."
"Uh, what's up?" I asked, confused.
"He just left," she said.
"Oh, that was fast." I assumed nothing had happened. I was oddly disappointed.
"Haha it was," she said nervously.
"Well, did anything happen?" I asked.
"Uhh, yeaaa," she said.
"Well?"
"Haha well, we had sex."
I was shocked. "Wait, you just had sex? He was there for like 5 minutes."
She giggled nervously. "Yea, it was, uh, really fast."
"You sound disappointed."
"Uhh, no, I mean, it was fine. Definitely not this mind blowing thing. It was a little awkward to be honest. I think the alcohol makes it a little easier to get wild."
"Well what happened? Tell me every detail."
"Well, he came over, and I -"
"Did you wear what I suggested?" I asked.
"Haha nooo, I was too nervous. I was just in my jeans and t-shirt."
"Aw boo," I said.
"He was just in shorts and a t-shirt, he had his gym bag with him. I let him in and honestly it was a little awkward. He put his bag down and I sat on the bed. He asked how I was feeling, which I took to mean like, him wanting to say what I texted him. I just said I was fine, and then he just went for it. He came and sat on the bed and immediately started kissing me. He put his hand behind my head and we just started making out intensely. Before I knew it we were tearing each other's clothes off and we were naked next to each other. He pulled away and I saw he was already fully hard. He told me to get on my knees on the bed."
"Damn that's sexy," I said.
"Yea but it was a mistake," she laughed.
"What? Why?" I asked.
"Well hold on, I need to tell you Jake: I DID ask if he had a condom."
"Oh, ok."
"But he said he didn't. He said he was totally clean and I said I was too. Are you mad?"
I was so caught up in the moment that I didn't think about whether I cared about some other guy fucking my girlfriend bare. "No, that's fine, just tell me. Why was it a mistake?"
"Oh, well, just cause like, his dick is HUGE and like, taking it from behind was not the best way to ease into it."
"Oh," I said. "It hurt?"
"Yea, he tried to put more than a few inches in and I couldn't really handle it."
I was getting hard hearing her say this, and picturing it.
"So he kind of just fucked me slowly like that, and honestly it was a little uncomfortable. I'm going to need to get used to it."
My dick twitched.
"Haha damn," I said nervously. "Did he say anything?"
"Yea he said I was extremely tight. And just asked if I was ok. I just told him to go easy and not go in any further. It got a little better after that, and he wrapped his arm under me and kissed the back and side of my neck. Told me I was sexy, which was sweet."
"And that was it? He just came?"
