This happened nearly thirty years ago, before the internet, in the days of 'BBS' (Bulletin Board Systems).

I was pretty upset at the time. My girlfriend of eleven months had just walked out on me. I logged onto one of my local BBS's to find a message from a woman. You sound interesting, the message said.

It was late on a Sunday night, and wickedly cold outside (minus 30F), but as we began to 'text' back and forth, she made it clear she was up for some company. I told her I was great at giving massages (an exaggeration) and when asked, she told me she was wearing silk panties.

I was a little nervous about being set up, but my horniness prevailed, and when Dierdre (made-up name) gave me her address and invited me over, I threw all caution to the wind. About half an hour later, I was at her front door, wondering if I should knock. Once again, horniness prevailed, I knocked, and she opened the door,

Dierdre had a room-mate, but he was gone for the evening. She wasn't especially attractive. A bit dumpy, in her thirties, with shoulder-length black hair. She was wearing blue jeans and a red t-shirt,

She invited me into her cluttered living room. I sat on the couch, and she at a table with a computer. We made small talk for a few minutes, then, gesturing with my hands, I offered the massage.

Dierdre smiled and said, "I thought you'd never ask."

I stood behind her and gently massaged her shoulders and neck. After several minutes, I 'accidentally' slipped my hands down to brush the sides of her breasts. At that, all pretense was over. Dierdre stood and said, "Come with me."

She led me to her bedroom, which was even more cluttered than the living room. Turning her back to me, she pulled off her t-shirt and lay down face first, crossways on her bed. It happened so quickly, I didn't even get to see her tits. (She was not wearing a bra.)

I resumed massaging her bare back, then her ass, which was still clad in jeans. I moved my hands up and down both legs, all the way down to her ankles. "This might be more effective without the pants," I advised. She agreed, hiked up her hips and unbuckled the jeans, allowing me to slide them all the way off. The panties were indeed black and silk, but not sexy. More like granny underwear. I massaged her ass some more, then without asking, gripped them at the waist, and pulled them off.

Dierdre's legs were spread, and I could see her fur-covered pussy lips from my vantage point, standing between her feet. She was totally naked, still on her stomach. I continued rubbing her legs, sliding my fingers up to brush against her exposed pussy. It was soaking wet!

"I need to get more comfortable," I said, and threw off my clothes. My penis was rock hard. It's only six inches when totally erect, but quite thick.

That's when she turned over and adjusted herself full-length on the tiny bed. Her tits were somewhat saggy, with large, dark brown areolae. Her pussy was covered in thick black hair. "Fuck me!" she exclaimed.

I had already put on a condom. I climbed on top of her and inserted my cock into her soaking wet pussy. It was warm and loose. I began stroking furiously, and Dierdre began gyrating her hips, keeping time with my every thrust.

We both came simultaneously, and she asked me if I could do it again. I excused myself to the bathroom, flushed the used condom, and found to my delight that I was ready to put on another.

This time, I lay on my back, and she began sucking me off. She then climbed on top of me and ground her cunt into me. This second fuck lasted longer than the other. I'm sure she came before me but kept her movements just the same.

When we were done, I got dressed and went home. That was the only time we ever fucked, but still a great memory just the same.