Everybody in this anecdote was demonstrably disease-free. I hope this isn't too long! There's not a bit of fiction here, shockingly....

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I'm middle-aged, and there was a very significant period of time in the recent past when I had VERY low libido. I chalked it up to a variety of factors, but when I took a testosterone test, I wasn't surprised to see that it was almost low enough to be abnormal (or so I thought, according to YouTube bro doctors' podcasts, LOL!). By the time I got an appointment with a urologist four months later, I was required to submit another blood sample for testing.

By the time I secured the appointment, I already felt like maybe I was experiencing a placebo effect, since I was reading about hormone replacement therapies so much. In fact, my libido had become very pronounced, and I reflected while walking into the medical building: 'if they give me HRT, I might become a complete sex fiend, just based on what I'm already feeling!' The urologist had reviewed my results, and it was an authentic surprise to us both to find that I'd increased my testosterone some 70% in the space of four months! Did this have to do with my weight loss and intense (for me) weight training at the gym? Probably so! I was definitely feeling it.

Despite what I've described, I'm still a horny ape at heart, but I was single and without sensual touch for years. It was painful. So I've maintained a multi-year play-date-only relationship with a local woman of the same age, Amanda. I would go to her house every few months, bring my massage table, provide her a fantastic erotic massage, finger her and eat her out for hours, until my face and hands are soaked in grool and she can barely speak. It was earlier this year when I my libido was already more pronounced that I had sex with her for the first time, protected, and it was wonderful. The first sex I'd had in 13 YEARS. She was so pleased to finally make me cum after two years in which I happily made her cum many dozens of times.

So when I met up with Amanda right when my libido was truly rising,  we had the hottest play-date ever, and she begged me to fuck her without a condom. I was very drunk with desire, so I had no pragmatic concerns at all, so I climbed up on the massage table and slid myself up inside her soaking hot pussy. Pure bliss. I didn't last long. How could I? I had the discipline to pull out before fully exploding, and came on her stomach and mound. I left Amanda that night even more sexually obsessed with her and beautiful pussy. However, she was going out of town for a long trip, so I knew I wouldn't be able to see her again for at least a month.

Within about two weeks, my lizard brain had occupied my executive functions. I'd posted a successful item in a r4r forum, and found myself in the presence of Sabrina. Sabrina was a sex goddess. Pure feminine eros in physical form, and ten years my junior. I couldn't be luckier to have met her. Since it's my fetish, I brought along my massage table, which once again meant there was a great deal of erotic touch and high arousal for Sabrina before I concentrated on pleasuring her pussy. You can scarcely imagine a more beautiful and delicious pussy to worship, and she was so cute and charming. Just as with Amanda weeks before, passion and lust ruled the night and caution was thrown foolishly to the wind, and I fucked Sabrina without a condom.

Just as with Amanda, I pulled out in time to not completely fill her pussy with my cum, and I dutifully returned to eating her out with great gusto. Sabrina wanted more, and I was happy to oblige. I took in her my favorite position, and when she could feel I was getting closer to coming, she teased me by squeezing my dick harder and harder with her pelvic muscles. And her pussy is FIT, LOL. She is a strong lady! I did not manage to pull out in this instance, and blam! I'd suddenly shot a huge wad of my hot stuff inside Sabrina. I got more drunk watching her squeeze it out, dripping on the towel she'd placed underneath us. It was a fantastic night. Five stars.

My lizard brain wanted MORE, and five days after fucking Sabrina and further inflaming my libido, Amanda had returned and requested my presence in her dungeon. I was so over the Moon, because - my fucking god! - I NEEDED HER SO MUCH, and I didn't know this was coming. The erotic adventure Amanda and I had on that warm summer's evening ("....on a train bound for nowhere...") was beyond our previous experience, now that we were both pleased that fucking her was part of the Crowleyean Sex Magick Orgasmathon Ritual we'd developed. It meant that I was happy to tease her pussy with my dick and make her just beeeeeg to feel me sliding inside her, dancing around, rubbing her G spot, slamming against her (she loves rough fucking), pulling out and teasing her again. And we fit together so perfectly.

After a long evening of fingering and intense pussy eating, I'm back in my favorite position for fucking Amanda, who is practically in tears, lost in her bliss and unable to think straight. As I near my orgasm, my intensity and speed increase, and I'm yelling and groaning and sounding very much like a large starving dog protecting its food, and my climax is louder and stronger than any I've ever experienced. I collapse onto Amanda and moan and convulse for minutes, whispering how good she's made me feel, and how beautiful and sexy she is. I tell her that I've never had a more intense orgasm, and she laughs and says "yeah, it seems like it!" While we'd been playing for three hours already, we'd not had our fill, and after some much deserved water, electrolytes, and glucose, we went to Amanda's bedroom and she had countless additional orgasms, and I fucked her twice more, coming pretty heavily again, and then petering out with exhaustion as 4.5 hours had passed. I feel asleep with the scent of pussy juice all over my skin.

"I can't tell you what she did to me, but my body will never be the same.
Oh, Nikki will kick your behind, oh, she'll show you no mercy
But she'll sure enough, sure enough show you how to grind."

EVEN THIS wasn't enough for my resurgent libido, whom I was allowing to guide my behavior. In the weeks just prior to seeing Amanda again, I'd written a very hot r4r post, and soon had a response (a few more, really!) in my chat from Aparna, a 24-year-old woman from India. The first photo she sent me - unsolicited I might add - was a selfie in a favorite bikini of hers, and her outrageously supple and curvaceous body could hardly be contained. No AI algorithm on Earth could have fashioned a woman designed to be more sexually attractive to me. Ancient erotic sculptures venerate forms like Aparna's. And I loooooove Indian women. I can't help it. I just do. My first crushes were Indian girls, Shreya and Tejaswini. And my god, don't get me started about Sameena, Onabia, or Aisha (yes, especially Muslim Indians!). I suspect that my DNA even compels me to seek out South Asian sexual partners for purely genetic reasons, my ancestors being pasty northwest Europeans and Finnish Sami. 

Aparna's selfie was so hot that my body began shaking when I first saw it pop up in the chat. Pure adrenaline pumping through my sexual soul. It so happens that the second photo Aparna sent highlighted her fantastically pink pussy, glistening and dripping from fervent masturbation, lips held open by her fingers, the fluorescent magenta between them contrasting so beautifully with her very brown skin. I could tell her pussy was like nothing I'd ever experienced. It was so swollen and sooooo tight. Then she sent a photo of her huge, full, naked breasts. Then face selfies, and through the days we chatted, many more teasing selfies. She knew she had me by the balls, no matter what.

My post mentioned my massage fetish, but Aparna insisted that she was going to make me cum inside her, because she loved to make her "daddies" breed her, and in actuality she was a medical professional who knew best how to mitigate her pregnancy risk with proper precaution. After we met for dinner and were back at her home, I was almost manic with desire and still in stunned disbelief that this sexual fantasy was now real. The more clothes I took off Aparna, the more I was convinced I was with the most beautiful woman on Earth. I mean, that's really how it felt, as silly as that idea is. The notion that I got to massage this tight, voluptuous, sexy young woman's ripe-for-fucking body is almost too much for me to mentally handle even now. I teased her and teased her until she demanded that I taste her pussy.

I thought I had experienced hot, delicious pussies before, and yes, while I had, Aparna's pussy was a dream made real. Her lips were so supple that they felt like two tiny little muscles themselves, and as I lightly glided my tongue along her slit, I dragged my fingers down her splayed open thighs and opened her lips with my thumbs and slurped the pussy juice flowing from her and then released it all over her pussy after it combined with my saliva. I am drooling on Aparna's pussy when she begins grinding on my face, up and down. I squeeze her thighs in my arms and pull her against me as I push my tongue inside her as far as I can go (let's be honest, I have a normal tongue!).

It's not long (we'll, it's 45 minutes or so) before I feel Aparna's pussy squeezing sooooooo hard and she's cumming for the first time that evening (with me at least). She asks if I will make her squirt. Only too happy to oblige, I crack my knuckles, stretch my shoulder and my arms, and my fingers slide inside her pussy, and I gradually bring her to the edge and I can feel her swelling against my fingers as she convulses upwards, squirting with intense force.I made Aparna squirt many more times that evening, leaving literal puddles on my table sheets. If you are a squirting devotee, you know how much energy that takes. I was eating Aparna's pussy and began smearing her grool on my dick and slowly jerked myself into the hardest I have been in probably 15 years.

I climbed up on the table and Aparna turned over and practically jumped into the air as she collapsed on the table and raised her hips high and wide, presenting me with her pussy, so hungry for my dick. Aparna cried out "please, daddy, please fuck me daddy. I need your cum!" I am again almost overwhelmed by how exquisitely perfect this moment is, how unlikely and crazy it is compared to the humdrum non-sex life I was living not 6 months before, for so many years.She knew what she was doing. Aparna relaxed her pussy a bit and cried out as I began sliding my dick up and down between her lips, and while I kneaded her ass cheeks, I spread them apart and slid just the head of my dick between her lips, and her wetness felt like a hot shower after being in a blizzard for too long. I yelled out a pained "gooooood daaaaaamn!" as I slowly slid myself deeper, and then she squeezed against me as I pulled back. 

"Aaaaachhhhhhhhahahahahahahaaaaaaa....FUUUUUUUUCKKK!!!!!"

I slowed my breath and my dick pulsated almost painfully, but exquisitely so. Rinse. Repeat. Rinse. Repeat. I told Aparna to lay on her side on the pillow she has, and she was very happy to oblige. We're staring into each others eyes as I lean down again and kiss and lick her pussy, and it's almost like a river slowly dripping from between her lips. I grab  one of her legs and push it out of the way and I position myself to fuck her just like I love to fuck Amanda, sideways with me straddling her bottom leg.

"Please cum for me, daddy! I need your cum!"

I slide inside Aparna and I don't know if there is a more inviting place on Earth in that precise moment than the fiery magma inside her pussy. I slowly slide in and out, over and over, and begin playing with her lips and the soft flesh surrounding them, and then I realize that I've been ignoring her engorged clit too much in the past 10 minutes. I begin fucking her more forcefully while I rub her clit, and she appears to have experienced erotic oblivion.Controlling my breath, I squeeze and pull my balls down, but there is no way I am going to hold it much longer while I fuck the tightest, tiniest, strongest, most beautiful pussy in the history of our species. My mind flashes back to my evening with Amanda not two days before, when I had the greatest orgasm of my life, and I am filled with the most intense rising heat in my body as I groan and grrrrr like a beast and begin cumming inside Aparna. 

I was not wrong on Sunday, but THIS was the loudest, most intense orgasm I have ever had. Celestial angels are singing rainbow praise through all Space and Time, celebrating my mystical union with Pachamama, source of all sweet and spicy sex juices. I promised during our chats that I would be more than happy to slurp up my semen from her pussy and kiss her and smear it over her face and I did precisely that once I recovered from my orgasmic samadhi.

I could say more, but I have already written so much, so I am forced to skip over many details. I think it suffices to say that my sexual reawakening has been profoundly satisfying. I have known true love in my life, and I see that even that force is ephemeral, and this world that has reopened to me is one I am very excited to explore in the next year.