It had been more than a month since we'd last seen each other. I needed it. She needed it. I began with a relaxing-then-arousing massage that turned her on soooo much.

Spreading her cheeks so that the very bottom of her labia pulled apart, I could hear how extraordinarily wet she was. I teased her ass and inner thighs, coming ever so close to her glistening labia. She let out a cry the moment I finally slid my thumb ever so slightly between them. She was already dripping so much, it was like smearing my thumb into a dollop of warm aloe vera. Pure deliciousness.

I ate her pussy until she came twice, my saliva mixing with her own fluids, before my throbbing dick demanded attention. I had been stroking myself with her pussy juices, the greatest lube there is, so when I finally split apart her pussy with my dick it was as though I had accessed the most warm and inviting place on Earth and we melted together. I was already in a state of bliss, but I grunted and thrusted ravenously, my dick engulfed in her pussy, her nipples in my mouth, kissing her lips and her neck, and right before I exploded inside her, she ordered me to cum on her stomach. I pulled out and ferociously jerked myself off, soaked from her pussy, let out a primordial sound and came on her face (whoops!) and stomach. I collapsed on top of her, breathing hard, then laughing, then wallowing silently in our orgasmic melding.

I rubbed my stomach against her pussy, and then made her squirt with my hands before I was hard again. I pushed her on her side and onto a pillow, pushed her top leg to her chest, straddled her lower thigh and slid my dick inside her again.

We fucked twice more, and she had countless additional orgasms with my tongue, and I remembered why I like to do this once a month. Four hours had been spent, I was exhausted. Saving up my sexual energy for a multi-hour explosion of activity is so fun when you're a single, lusty guy. The novelty doesn't wear off!