We had known each other since middle school and had dated off and on since. When I wanted to celebrate anything or she needed to celebrate anything the other was there. We lost our virginities to each other at the prom even though we were technically with others at the time. Of course we lost those others when they learned of it.
We had been sex partners since, fuck buddies, but continued to date others. We attended the same college and lived in apartments on the same hallway but had different circles of friends. We dated others at times but when going to the grocery store or try a new restaurant, or just go for a walk in parks nearby we were each others company.
We graduated with teaching certificates and got jobs in the same school, her in English and me in Biology. We had now completed out first year of teaching and knew it would be our career.
It was early summer and we were in her bed in her patio home, naked.
"Baby, massage the small of my back please. I have been moving furniture around and apparently over did it."
"OK, but don't call me baby."
"But you are the baby. I am a year older than you. I am twenty five and you are twenty four."
"You are three weeks older than me old man. Why where you moving around furniture?"
"I was tired of the arrangement but everything ended up in a corner by the door waiting for me to make a decision on where to put it. A little more to the right please."
We had not fucked yet that Saturday morning but knew we would. We had fucked that Friday night after meeting at a club downtown.
I did not remember a Friday night or a Saturday morning in which we had not fucked except during her periods and even then I was with her.
She was straddling my back and I could feel her pussy become moist.
"My hip is a bit sore too."
"Turn to your side."
She massaged my hip and rubbed her pussy on my thigh as she stared at my erection. She sighed.
"My shoulder," I said and turned to my back.
She straddled my hips and slid my erection into her. She massaged my shoulder as she slowly fucked me. I pulled her down to me so I could kiss her. She adored the kiss and stopped fucking me for a while.
"Better?" she asked.
"Yes, but the real cure came from the kiss. You may want to keep doing that to prevent any relapse."
"OK," she said and resumed the fuck as she kissed me.
We made love for about ten minutes and fucked hard for another five. She had three orgasms but I had not cum yet. She knew I hadn't because that was how Saturday mornings usually went.
Sometimes she kept on fucking me until my cum filled her pussy. Sometimes we got out of bed and saved my erection for later.
Sometimes she just sat up and we talked. That was what we did that day.
"Why didn't you fuck Debby when you took her out?"
"Who told you I didn't fuck her?"
"Debby did and so has everyone else you have dated since college."
"Well I'm not starving for sex you know."
"True and neither am I. But it's weird for a handsome unattached guy to turn down pussy. People have asked me if you are gay."
"By people you mean your girl friends?"
"Yes, they tell me you masturbated them and a couple told me you ate them but none have told me you fucked them. The ones you ate were our sophomore year in college by the way."
"Like I said, I'm not starving for sex. And why have you not dated others?"
"I have dated others. Andy and Bobby for two."
"Our sophomore year in college. And did you fuck them?"
"No, I did give them hand jobs."
"And fucked the hell out of me when you got home."
"You crawled into bed with me after you ate pussy too.
Wait there is something wrong with us."
