It's Been Way Too Long

From the middle of December until the end of January, Scott and I saw very little of each other. I flew back to NJ early to help my mom get ready for the holidays while Scott stayed in Tampa to finish up the school year. Then he flew up to NJ also, but it was hard to find time to be together because I was staying with my family and he was staying with his. We had planned a special New Year?s celebration, but that got messed up too because of a minor family crisis. We got back to Florida on January the third, but sadly, I had my period, so again, our sex life had to be put on hold. Then on the seventh, I met my mother and we flew to Spain to spend a couple of weeks with my younger sister who was taking a semester there. I could sense Scott's frustration at me leaving again and told him that I would skip the trip, but he said that the tickets were already bought and it was dumb to lose all that money, as they could not be returned. We talked on the computer every night, but I could tell that he wasn't happy and that made me sad. We have such an amazing relationship and have been through too much to let it get bad, so I decided to cut my trip a little short and surprise him. I flew into Tampa on the 23 ( I wasn't due home till the 25th) and didn't let him know until I was almost home. As the taxi pulled in front of our apartment, I called him and told him to open the door. He came to the door in just a pair of sweatpants and a smile. He looked so sexy that my knees almost buckled when I saw him. He has a sweet and innocent and slightly dumb smile, to go with a perfectly chiselled body. In addition, the sweatpants were bulging in exactly the right place. I needed him as much or more than he needed me. He grabbed me and pulled me into his arms, hugging me tighter than I can ever remember. His kisses took my breath away and I felt his heart racing against my chest. I looked down and saw how excited he was by the way his sweatpants jutted out and I pulled them down his legs. He looked at me and smiled as I wrapped my small hand around his hard penis, and led him to our bedroom. He was gasping and moaning as I pushed him on the bed and stroked it quickly up and down. He let out a yell and squirted his semen all over my hand and his belly. He apologized for cumming so fast, but I just looked down at him and smiled. He pulled me on top of him and started kissing me hard. His cum was all over my shirt and jeans but I didn't care, especially as he almost ripped off my clothes to get to me. His hands and mouth were everywhere. My lips, my neck, my breasts and nipples, my chest, my back, squeezing and kissing my butt, until he finally lay me on the bed and slid his fingers between my slick folds and slowly massaged my clit. I was moaning and thrashing on the bed. His mouth was glued to mine and I was moaning in it. He kept massaging my clit at a slow and deliberate pace, despite my begging to go faster. Time was standing still. He knows my body so well that every time I was about to hit my climax, he would change strokes. He would insert a finger into my vagina and massage my g spot until I was certain that I was going to cum, only to stop and go back to rubbing my clit. The teasing was driving me mad. Finally, he slid two fingers inside me and let his thumb rub against my clit and moved them in and out really fast. This was it, I could feel it. Then he stopped and again and flipped me over onto my stomach. He climbed on top of me. His penis was between my butt cheeks and he slid his fingers under me and deep inside my pussy. He rubbed and fingered my g spot as my hips raised up and down from the bed, trapping his knuckles against my clit. He didn't stop and I felt it. My entire body exploded. Contractions ripped through my vagina, trapping his fingers inside me. But he still didn't stop. He kept rubbing and massaging my most hidden spots, as a second and then a third orgasm, sent my world spinning out of control. Finally, he slowed down and lay down on me as my body shuddered and trembled from what had just happened. I lay my head on a pillow and he kissed my hair. I felt his penis, hard and throbbing against my butt cheeks. I turned over, kissing him as hard as I could as I wrapped my hand around his growing manhood. I spread my legs wide and rubbed the head of his cock over my clit, sending shudders through my body. He reached for a condom and said, "round two"?.