When he came over, he smiled, as if it were the first time he was seeing me.
Everything felt new.
He stumbled, taking off his clothes, I felt nervous for him to see my body.
But the way he touched me was as if his hands had touched me a million times before.
He kissed my lips softly, really feeling them, as if it were the first time.
But it wasn’t.
His hands explored my shoulders, back, ass and sides as though my skin was a braille story telling him everything he needed to know.
He then sucked on my breasts, kissed down my stomach, ate my pussy and fingered my ass.
I kissed his neck, down his chest, sucked his dick and his balls.
It was all so familiar, and yet, we'd done this dance many times before.
While my lips closed around his cock, he fucked me in the ass with my butt plug until he could no longer resist.
He turned me around and pushed his dick into me while he continued to play with the butt plug.
It was Heaven.
His moves were strong and sure, but full. He made sure I came twice before he let himself feel the same pleasure.
Before I could collect myself, he took my magic wand and put it on my clit.
I screamed into my pillow.
Afterwards, we laid together, in each other's arms catching each other up on our lives.
Remembering all the times before.
What was different, what was the same…
What we'd miss.
He dressed, slower than usual.
We hugged, longer than ever.
And as I waved goodbye, I knew I'd never see him again.