I reached menopause recently, in my late 40s. I was terrified by all the stories of painful sex, atrophied vaginas, etc. My work was as hostess in a cruise ship restaurant and of all things, I made (mother-son type)friends with a teenage boy who was an assistant server. He always had a large lump at his crotch and one day I asked him if he had an erection. He said he did and despite a lot of masturbation it did not fade. He had an athletic body
and I noted he was attracted to me so we ended up in my private room (while he had to share with three other boys). We started fucking very carefully and I was surprised that my vagina was still the source of pleasure and not pain.

We did a lot of fucking in my room during off hours. I actually enjoyed his endurance then his readiness to go again after as little as fifteen minutes. He loved the freedom of coming into me. One week, he counted that we fucked to his or my mutual orgasm 27 times. I suspect all that sex helped me. I no longer fear menopause.