Last week. With my x-gf/again gf.
We hadn't talked in a month, and hadn't fucked in two.
I went to her apartment, after reconnecting, expecting nothing. I played it cool, sat on a separate couch, kept my distance. She caved and jumped on the couch, demanding a hug. We hugged for a good 10 minutes, talking into each other's ear; sensually, playfully.
Eventually the conversation moved to her bedroom, and we cuddled whilst talking. It turned into tickling, and before long I was on top of her, pinning her arms to the bed with my face inches from hers. She leaned in, faking an attack, and bit my neck and ear. I lost it, and reciprocated. I ripped up her shirt (she had no bra on, conveniently), and sucked on her nipples (she loves that shit).
Soon enough, her vagina was in my mouth, I made her cum quickly, then she was begging for my penis. I gave it to her, and, not accustomed to the warm, tight hole that is her vagina, I was on the verge of coming in no time.
And then she started crying.
Tears of joy.
And then I came. All over her stomach.
We embraced, both sandwiching my cum betwixt our stomachs. Tears of joy. Waves of sweet, sweet orgasm euphoria.
Satiated.
For now...