And they flirted. My God, how they flirted! And that's how I met a guy I'll call, John. He was 48 when we met, and we dated for about 4 years. It was an arrangement, and in all honesty, I never would have dated a guy that age had it not been for the arrangement, but he was attractive and funny and so kindhearted, and I liked him a lot.
And the sex was kinky. He liked me to have sex with other guys, and he liked to teach me how to please those other men, and so while I was learning how to handle the world (and guys) from Selena, she was the master at manipulating the male of the species, I was learning how to please guys from John.
I dated other older men in those days. Each one was an arrangement. Only John had any desire to teach me anything. The belief that sex with older people is always educational is not necessarily true.
I have had a very colorful sex life since then, and I am know it is because of the things I learned from Selena and John. I am forever grateful, and I miss those days, but at the end of it all, the one thing I learned is that people are just people. It doesn't matter their age or where they're from or anything. Some are nice, some are assholes. Some are experienced, some don't have a clue. Their age has nothing to do with it.
John took me to New Orleans on our last date, and we stayed there for 3 days. We both knew that a few days later, I would move away to a new job, and we would never see each other again. It was raining on the way back to the airport, and sitting in the back of the limo, he was unusually quiet and staring out the window. In the reflection, I could see that he was silently crying. That made me start crying.
It was an intense and bittersweet goodbye.
I miss him terribly.
Thanks for sharing! What a beautiful experience it must have been. I know it is too easy to somehow assume that age difference allows one to be a mentor, etc. however too often it is about a fantasy - the girl (or guy) isn't seen for who she is, but rather her age. Last year I was involved with a much younger woman and yes, it started, for both of us, as a fantasy, but it evolved into something quite meaningful - though I know there are many who would scoff at the idea of a 50 something man having a "meaningful" connection with a woman so young.
Given my own situation though, I encouraged her to sprout her wings and explore with other men - most of her experiences she related were not very rewarding, in some cases they were out right demeaning, as she felt she was just an object, just a young girl fulfilling a fantasy. She finally did find someone she had a connection with and so we broke off our own relationship (made easier by the fact that I was traveling overseas). We chat now and then and I now realize how much she meant to me, how much she added to my life, the laughter, the rough-housing, the flirting and teasing...
It is always a special delight being able to enjoy the spirit of youth! I miss the ease in which we laughed, the fun we had wrestling about, and the non-stop sex! Of course, there is much to value with an older woman too - I'm open to one and all
For me, I think that older men turn me on more because of their experience and how much they appreciate a woman and like taking care of her.
that was exactly how i felt/feel (however at age 35 i dont exactly qualify for "younger woman" status anymore... i'm getting closer to the age of the men i prefer. I guess when I turn forty myself I will have to settle for being a cougar??)
I've never liked the physique of young men...too boyish for me. once in a while someone surprises (i admit I love athletes.) nothing turns me on more than a mature man with well defined muscles and calloused hands from hard work.
Even in high school when I had boyfriends they didn't do much to inspire me or spark my interest. mostly they annoyed me. In fact 9th grade was the only time in my life when I had boyfriends. But I always had an eye out for the older gents but was too well behaved(chicken shit) to tempt them my way...which is actually a good thing because I was jail bait... i did fantasize a LOT though.
I met my husband when I was 20. he was 43.
I was still a virgin and he was just what I needed. HOWEVER I was still not an easy target even with all his worldly wisdom and experience in wooing the ladies.
He wasn't quite ready for someone like me (old soul, cynical, very snarly and introverted)
Our relationship started off in a barroom with casual conversation. I wanted to move away from my family and start living and he needed someone to help pay rent.
Yeah... two months later we were shagging like wild animals.
Even though I'm happily married I still have a keen interest in the whole "older man/younger woman" genre. I guess it's nostalgic for me.
as for the mentor aspect of it..... my poor husband didn't know i was a virgin until he was met with some ...er...resistance. I wasn't exactly naive and in search of a sexual guide. i had a really good theoretical grasp on the mechanics. i just needed to get behind the wheel
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I am in my 50's and just recently had an experience with a woman in her early 20's... she likes calling me "daddy"... with our clothes on? It was weird, but once we were naked? It was like a jolt straight to the center of my brain and cock. She has a lovely body, is comfortably bisexual, and we have great sex together. The only downside is that her personal life is a complete disaster...but the sex? oOOH, LAAA, LAA!