I'm almost 69 and about to masturbate to orgasm. I'll post on here what I often think about when masturbating. I was 17 and got caught in a terrific downpour on a downtown street not far from my bus stop. The only possible shelter was a phone booth that, looking back, disappeared from the streets years ago. It was midsummer and my thin cotton dress was soaked onto my skin.

Ducking into the booth, I started to use a little hankie to wipe my face and brow from the water. Suddenly, a middle aged man in a dark suit, wearing glasses and carrying a large black brief case opened the door and ducked in with me. He said, "So sorry, I just cannot let water into my briefcase. It's loaded with work. I said, "No problem."

I was turned away from him, facing the booth wall next to the phone and saw him looking at my soaked cotton dress seemingly pasted on my ass. The man's eyeglasses fogged up and he put down his brief case, took out a large hankie and wiped them. He immediately started looking at my ass again. I heard him say, "My apologies, I'm obsessed by your backside, young lady." I said, "Don't feel like the Lone Ranger, I get looks now and then."

He apologized again and said, "Please, I just need to take the pressure off it." I had no idea what he was talking about and then saw him unzip his trousers and pull out his penis that looked fake to me since I had never seen a man's erect penis before just in bio class, in pictures, and soft. His penis was hooked upward and reminded me of a large sausage except for the knob on top of it. I felt my entire body grow weak...and my vagina swelling up and moistening. From that point on it was like a dream.

The man came up tightly and started humping my ass from behind, slowly. He said, "Do you mind, really?" I gulped, out of breath and said, "No...go ahead." I think he took that to mean he could fuck me but I was lost by then and did not care what he did. As he pulled my dress up, I looked out and the street was still in blowing, torrential rain. I pulled my panties down and said, "I never did before." He said, "I'll be careful," his voice quivering.

I leaned up and rested my arms on the glass wall to give him good access to my pussy and waited, then feeling the pressure on my hymen, it gave way with a brief sting and soon enough, I felt this enormous sausage-like penis entering my vagina. I moaned loudly and he gasped. He fucked me for a few minutes and said, "Oh God, I'm about to go." I knew enough from class to ask him not to come in me and he pulled out, exploding on the glass wall in white shards, pulsating a great number of times. I was relieved to know all of it was not shooting inside of me.

He wiped himself with his now wet hankie and said, "I can continue but will have to put on a condom. Do you want me to." Dizzy, I looked out on the empty street and said, "Yes, yes, I'd like more." Trembling, he took out his wallet and pulled out a condom, tore it out of its container and put it on. Soon, he was inside me again, fucking me steadily and deeply. I felt no pain, just full enjoyment of the fuck. He then reached and started rubbing my clit and I felt like I was in heaven. Soon, I started to shake and cried out, "I'm coming" and he started fucking me faster. We had a simultaneous orgasm that I have never forgotten and to which I'm about to bring to full memory. I never saw the man again but my memory is good.

Years ago, I found a dildo shaped like that man's cock and about the same size, as I best recall, and I'm now inserting it so I will have to stop typing now.