Straight Female / 28
I recently started seeing an older man, non-exclusively and pretty much just for sex. I am 28, and he is around 57 or 58. He's not very well-built but he's healthy, he has a great attitude and sense of humor, and he's divorced which somehow makes me feel like he appreciates me in a way that is simple, straight, and honest.
I met him at a local Nugget store as I was browsing some produce, and he started to give me his thoughts on what makes good asparagus good, and was joking about the turgidity of the celery (yes, turgidity, dear gosh, lol!). I was actually kind of amused, maybe because I was having a good day, was in no rush, and didn't mind a brief chat while doing something that can at times be rather mundane.
He then came on with a very light flirtation, wanting to mention how beautiful he found me to be, and seemed not very shy to say he thought I had a very nice body. I'm not very bashful, but I did kind of blush because it was unexpected, and I thanked him (had NO idea what else to do!) and also thanked him for his produce thoughts and the good advice. Rather than let me go though, he asked if I was having dinner alone, and invited me for a home-cooked meal nearby.
That should be the stranger danger alert, but I was actually very surprised and kind of astonished at his forward yet non-aggressive nature. I suggested a raincheck on dinner, but he insisted that he'd probably either never see me again (out of sheer luck) or would spend his days hanging around the Nugget just for a glimpse of me.
What can I say, I thought he was charming, it wasn't very late in the day (this was a few months ago while the sun was pretty high), and I was intrigued, as I said. So I said we could make something together (it ended up being pasta; yes, spoiler alert, because that's not the spicy part of this story).
So we went to his place which was literally around the corner in a nice neighborhood not far from my own (he doesn't know where I live at this time, and he hasn't asked). While mixing sauces and cooking, he would gently touch me in ways that were so subtle, yet so erotic, like brushing his hand across my back, or "accidentally" brushing his hand around my breast or buttocks. I was in tight shorts because it was pretty hot, so it felt almost like his fingers were touching my skin...
We had wine with dinner, and sat on the floor where he'd tell me about being a single divorced man living his dream of doing anything he wanted yet only wanting to stay in town and see the local sights. He'd caress my leg, my foot, my thigh, and at some point he leaned in and just started kissing me while sliding his hand up my pant-leg, under my panties, and caressing my pussy and clit.....
I was COMPLETELY seduced by this man, he had slid all my clothes off while expertly undressing himself, which made me wonder how many women he'd seduced, dug out a condom from around the table, and after I stroked him to a nice hard erection and slid the condom on, he slid his cock slowly into me and sexed me slow at first. It was INCREDIBLY hot, and I don't mean the weather, though that helped make us both sweaty.
He fucked me slowly, and I bit his ear and scratched his back, then whispered to him that he could go faster if he wanted. As if waiting for his cue, he thrust in me HARD, I moaned, and he started fucking me fast and furious. I was sooo loud, and he was holding on to me so tight while fucking me missionary; then I rode him cowgirl and started wondering if he'd have a heart attack, but I feel like he's in better shape than I am.
He eventually finished me off in a doggystyle position, I feel like he was doing his best not to cum before I did but he may not have realized that I had already cum twice before he finished.
And that was how I met this man who is 30 years older than me, and INCREDIBLE in bed. We've been having sex regularly for a couple months now, and I appreciate how there is nothing deceptive about what we're doing, it's all on the table.
he is definitely the oldest man I've had sex with, beating out the second-oldest by close to 20 years, yet somehow he's one of my favorite partners. he just "gets it," he gets ME, and what I want/desire, and he's not a jerk. Sometimes sex with a jerk can be hot - I've shared a confession about an internet guy who's sexed me a few times - but a much older sex partner - or at least the man I've been meeting with - is very hot indeed.
I met him at a local Nugget store as I was browsing some produce, and he started to give me his thoughts on what makes good asparagus good, and was joking about the turgidity of the celery (yes, turgidity, dear gosh, lol!). I was actually kind of amused, maybe because I was having a good day, was in no rush, and didn't mind a brief chat while doing something that can at times be rather mundane.
He then came on with a very light flirtation, wanting to mention how beautiful he found me to be, and seemed not very shy to say he thought I had a very nice body. I'm not very bashful, but I did kind of blush because it was unexpected, and I thanked him (had NO idea what else to do!) and also thanked him for his produce thoughts and the good advice. Rather than let me go though, he asked if I was having dinner alone, and invited me for a home-cooked meal nearby.
That should be the stranger danger alert, but I was actually very surprised and kind of astonished at his forward yet non-aggressive nature. I suggested a raincheck on dinner, but he insisted that he'd probably either never see me again (out of sheer luck) or would spend his days hanging around the Nugget just for a glimpse of me.
What can I say, I thought he was charming, it wasn't very late in the day (this was a few months ago while the sun was pretty high), and I was intrigued, as I said. So I said we could make something together (it ended up being pasta; yes, spoiler alert, because that's not the spicy part of this story).
So we went to his place which was literally around the corner in a nice neighborhood not far from my own (he doesn't know where I live at this time, and he hasn't asked). While mixing sauces and cooking, he would gently touch me in ways that were so subtle, yet so erotic, like brushing his hand across my back, or "accidentally" brushing his hand around my breast or buttocks. I was in tight shorts because it was pretty hot, so it felt almost like his fingers were touching my skin...
We had wine with dinner, and sat on the floor where he'd tell me about being a single divorced man living his dream of doing anything he wanted yet only wanting to stay in town and see the local sights. He'd caress my leg, my foot, my thigh, and at some point he leaned in and just started kissing me while sliding his hand up my pant-leg, under my panties, and caressing my pussy and clit.....
I was COMPLETELY seduced by this man, he had slid all my clothes off while expertly undressing himself, which made me wonder how many women he'd seduced, dug out a condom from around the table, and after I stroked him to a nice hard erection and slid the condom on, he slid his cock slowly into me and sexed me slow at first. It was INCREDIBLY hot, and I don't mean the weather, though that helped make us both sweaty.
He fucked me slowly, and I bit his ear and scratched his back, then whispered to him that he could go faster if he wanted. As if waiting for his cue, he thrust in me HARD, I moaned, and he started fucking me fast and furious. I was sooo loud, and he was holding on to me so tight while fucking me missionary; then I rode him cowgirl and started wondering if he'd have a heart attack, but I feel like he's in better shape than I am.
He eventually finished me off in a doggystyle position, I feel like he was doing his best not to cum before I did but he may not have realized that I had already cum twice before he finished.
And that was how I met this man who is 30 years older than me, and INCREDIBLE in bed. We've been having sex regularly for a couple months now, and I appreciate how there is nothing deceptive about what we're doing, it's all on the table.
he is definitely the oldest man I've had sex with, beating out the second-oldest by close to 20 years, yet somehow he's one of my favorite partners. he just "gets it," he gets ME, and what I want/desire, and he's not a jerk. Sometimes sex with a jerk can be hot - I've shared a confession about an internet guy who's sexed me a few times - but a much older sex partner - or at least the man I've been meeting with - is very hot indeed.
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