. ," she panted. "I've got to get off! Diddle me, Tony. Diddle me good." she continued to moan and guided my hand under her skirt and up into her puss....When my fingers slipped between her legs, I could feel her pussy was wet. The woman was ready to be laid. As I rubbed her clit rhythmically, she began to yelp with pleasure as orgasm after orgasm hit her. I continued stimulating her, almost cruelly, until she was delirious with desire. "Give it to me, Tony! I've got to have sex; I've got to have. We were in the back room, and he was getting very handsy, and instead of allowing it to go further I went down on him. That’s pretty much how it went for a while. I would go out on a date with a guy, we would make out, and to prevent anything I would suck him off. When I actually started dating someone for a while, it progressed, and the defensive blowjob didn’t really do it. Eventually I gave in, but I didn’t have “sex.” Yes, I know its stupid, but instead of having sex, I gave up the ass. It. It was turning me on, I was beginning to flood and it was clear that I can definitely have an orgasm from talking him. As usually happens when I begin to realize an orgasm is forming, I forgot about Anthony and began to focus on my pussy. Just as I had repeatedly almost suffocated Anthony when I was having orgasms while he ate me, I was now beginning to fuck his ass with the same abandon. And he was beginning to howl but I did not give her shit. Each time I withdrew the faux cock almost. I remember searching through the ads sat in my bedroom reading all the abbreviations and thinking what the hell do all these mean but before long I figured out and was eager to give it a try.One Sunday morning I started flicking through the pages reading how these mature busty women wanted to fuck a young stud like myself I was so turned on reading about them I was wanking myself furiously just thinking about it. I plucked up the courage and called a local couples voice box my heart was racing.