It was years ago, when I was only 23 years old, yes, it's true it's quite late that I started to enjoy the sensations my bussy can give me when someone pounds it well, I've been trying to make up for it ever since.
So, one summer Saturday I was surfing hook up sites a bit, looking for a candidate for a mutual blow job. When a young man in his 20s answers my ad and tells me how much he's needed a release. We chat for a while, exchanging pictures of our dicks and bodies. He was a real athlete, lean and defined, with a clear sixpack. He had a nice cock, with a noticeably wide head in the pictures. When I asked him if he would come to me, he asked for a picture of my ass, a bit surprised, we had agreed on a mutual blow job, but regardless I sent it to him.
He was very pleased with what he saw, to which he started to persuade me that he would fuck me anyway. I was hesitant at first, as I'd never had a cock in my hole before, but I'd played with a dildo before, and I couldn't quite decide whether I liked it or not.
In the end he convinced me that we would do it as originally agreed for a mutual blow job, but if I change my mind after we see each other he would fuck me too. However, I had to agree to be blindfolded all the time, and I was a bit scared of that, but I took courage and confirmed the deal. He says he can come back in 15 minutes, we agree that he'd rather come back in half an hour, so that I have time to get ready he should bring lube and condoms.
I quickly jumped in the shower to clean and shaved my ass clean, and started to wiggle it a little with my finger, pushing the lube in. At this point I was so worked up at the thought of a man fucking me that I was all hard and ready right then and there and have him ram his cock inside me.
The phone rang, it was him, and he texted that he was at an agreed spot a little away from my apartment block, where he could park discreetly. I wrote back that I was coming to see him, quickly put on my tracksuit and a sleeveless T-shirt - without any underpants - and ran down the stairs in my slippers. I almost fell at one point from excitement and the rush of not looking where I was stepping.