Sex after 40
oops I came again...11/27/2023 It’s cuffing season. And anyone who’s single is feeling that ache for someone to hold. Someone to care about them. I’ve been feeling it pretty hard this year. Last year I was absolutely miserable and depressed, trapped in that house with my ex. This year I have my freedom and it’s the first time I’m really feeling that deep deep ache for affection. I’ve been with someone for 23yrs. Being alone is new to me. It has its pros and cons. I really really miss romance. I miss emotional connection. The holidays are especially brutal. I worry about my ex. I def think it’s harder being a single man at the holidays. I hope he has people keeping him warm from time to time. He deserves that. My saving grace during this time has been Mr. Big. My consistent connection. He’s given me space. He’s been keeping busy doing his own thing. He’s trying to find someone local to him. and I’m taking a break from men entirely. Which, woof, makes those feelings of loneliness extra loud. But anytime I reach out he always answers. And my heart lights up when I get a random text from him. To know he’s thinking about me makes me feel wanted. Special. So it means a lot to me to have him.
Over Thanksgiving break just little check ins from him were all I needed to feel sane. I’m really thankful for him. I knew he’d be driving back to NC on Sunday so I suggested he stop by my place on his way to visit for a bit. I knew we could both use the company. I've been taking a break from being sexual with him and he's been an absolute gentleman and hasn't sent me any pics or sexual things. And I absolutely cherish him for that. It really shows me he cares about me as a person. I told him I wanted to hang out but nothing sexual. He was totally understanding and just wanted to see me. He got here around 9. We sat on the couch and talked and cuddled. Then we stood in the kitchen and talked. He's not really a tv guy so we don't usually do that. In the kitchen I noticed him getting that look in his eye. The kitchen is usually when he breaks me. lol. But not this time. I told him, don't make that face. I could tell he was really holding back. He rubbed my back and I was like....man that feels so good. I haven't had that kind of comfort from a man in so long. I told him, hey, can we just go lay down and touch each other? I really miss being touched. But nothing else, just touch. He made me look him in the eye and tell him we're not having sex. And it took me a few tried but I did it. I don't know if deep down I really took myself seriously. I told him we can each take off one article of clothing, but I get to choose what it is. I chose jeans for him, bc cuddling in jeans seems so uncomfortable. I chose shirt for me because my boobs needed attention. We got in my bed and cuddled and he started feeling romantic. He was holding back and then carefully started saying some very sweet romantic things to me. Things I always fantasized he would say to me. As a demisexual you have to know that romance is a HUGE turn on. It felt like he was....it felt like foreplay. The words were so sexy to me. I asked him to straddle me and play with my nipples while he told me a story. HOLY FUCK. I cannot even explain the ecstasy I was feeling from this.You know it's wild to me how much guys drool over my tits and when the time comes they NEVER spend more than a min or two on them. Like, what the fuck? They're not just for visual effect, they're fully functioning. It's always sooooo disappointing each time. I would rather a guy just focus on my nipples than go down on me. When I tell you this is my spot, I'm NOT kidding! So he was telling me his story while pulling and pinching my nipples... -side note- maybe I should give a tutorial on how to work the nipples the exact way i want, maybe a follow up post. ...I was in absolute heaven, he sucked them a bit and i LOVED that. Then he said "I have a proposition for you.....what If I stuck it in and didn't move it?" I said "REALLY???" I really love the feeling of having a dick inside me filling me but not moving. He told me at most I would feel him shift but thats it. I said OK! and threw my pants off. He slid it in because by this time i was sloppy wet and then he continued playing with my nipples with his dick inside me and me playing with my clit. Then we began a little bit of mother/son roleplay (his suggestion), it fit the whole vibe of me being in control. He continued the nippleplay, and told a story about his "teacher at college" and after a while I managed to have a very deeep delicious orgasm where my vaginal muscles pulsed around his cock. When I tell you it was soooooooooooo good. Also I totally let go and I know I soaked my sheets. It was the first time I ever came with him. I was high on pleasure. He started to fuck me....gently....he could have done anything to me at that point, my body was ready and willing and fully lubricated. He fucked me so good. I was afraid I was making a puddle. He sounded like he was reeeaaally enjoying my pussy. He ended up shooting a big load inside of me. It's funny because we never even switched positions. We both ended up cumming not to far apart. It was awesome. You know what I really loved about the entire experience? That the whole thing was geared towards my wants/needs/pleasure. I didn't do anything to him. It was about me. My rules, my body, my preferences, my pace. I loved it. And it was romantic and sweet and gentle. God...I'm craving it again. I have to say it was better than my last experience with the guy who went down on me. The orgasm was better. More connection, more build up, and nipples are more sensitive than the clit. Or at least, they experience pleasure on a higher level than my clit. The clit is simply the closer. So yeah that was my night and it was absolutely lovely. Thank you Mister Big Dick. You know whats funny? I didn't even focus on his dick at all last night. I was really focused on myself. I forgot to even look at it until he pulled out and I was reminded once again what a showpiece it is. I took a pic of the aftermath. Thank goodness for waterproof mattress pads. Comments are closed.
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