An Unexpected Connection on the Way Home

Bi guy part 2. I sucked him off any time he wanted me to. If I didn't stop by, and he was horny, he would call my house and ask if I could come to in to help with something. Nobody suspected anything. I would come home with money, so it didn't draw any attention.
this went on for 2 years. Unfortunately, i stopped by one day to find an ambulance in front of his house. He had a stroke, and never recovered. I was lost. I craved doing that, and couldn't any more. I hung out with my friends and tried to forget. Later that summer, I was with my friends, and they had a cousin visiting. She was older than me, I thought she was cute, but she was a bbw. This was the late 70s. She had a van, and we would all pile in and go to the lake, or go running around. We always joked around, and i told her I wanted to be her boyfriend. She laughed, everyone thought it was funny, but that was the end of it. It was getting late and we went our separate ways, I was walking home and she drove by, honked and stopped and asked if I wanted a ride home. Sure, she was driving and asked if I was going to be her boyfriend, and give her a good night kiss! I was dumbfounded, didn't know what to say, she drove past my house, down to the end of the street, put it in park, and leaned over. she started kissing me. It shot right through me and I got hard as a rock. We made out for a few minutes and then stopped. See, that wasnt so bad, was it. I was trying to hide my boner. She dropped me off in front of my house and said, see you later boyfriend. I didn't take her serious, but I think she was. I was so excited, my first kiss. We hung out together with all our friends, and she would flirt with me. But nothing really obvious. And she would end up taking me home and we would go and make out. Wasn't long and she wanted me to go to the store with her. We didn't make it there. We went to her mobile home, and took my virginity. I would always get in hurry, and she would have to slow me down. She could tell when I was getting close, and she would tell me not to cum in her so I would shoot all over her stomach. This happened a few times, and afterwards, she finally told me she wanted to enjoy it as much as I didn't My cock is fairly small, and I was a quick cummer. She pushed my head down between her legs, and guided me towards her pussy. She was telling me step by step what she liked. When to slide my fingers inside of her. And she would guide me to her clit. Then tell me to suck on it and flick my tongue across it. I loved doing it. She would get so vocal, and so wet. She would start shaking and tell me not to stop. I found my happy place again. I was giving pleasure with my mouth. I spent every chance I had eating her. 30 years later, I ran into her at a bar, and we were saying our friendly hello's, and talking about what we had been up to. Later that night she was at my house, making sure I still knew how to eat pussy. She agreed that I was still getting the job done.
Throughout the years, I have always sucked cock, and eaten pussy. Its my favorite thing to do. I love using my mouth to give pleasure. I feel so naughty afterwards, knowing i was used for their pleasure. Even after I was married, I would search for older men so I could pleasure them with my mouth. I figured they were probably cleaner than most, and I couldn't risk catching something. I sought out married women just so I can give them oral sex. Nothing needed or wanted in return. It seems since craigslist has gone away, its a lot tougher to find people.
I was on my third tour in iraq, and was becoming friendly with one of the desert queens. A woman you wouldn't think about playing with back in the states, but after being in the desert for a few months, they start looking great, especially if they wear perfume. I was flirting with this woman who was in the same unit.