they are men and the way they looked at her ....

[xYoung_at_heartx]

My barely legal daughter in a bikini at the resort is driving these older dudes wild—and it's messing with my head
Throwaway for obvious reasons. I'm on this all-inclusive beach vacation with my 18-year-old daughter, and it getting intense in ways I didn't expect. We're hanging on the sand, sun beating down, ocean waves rolling in soft. She's in a bikini She's oblivious, glued to her phone, legs spread just enough to show off her smooth thighs.
But across at the beach bar, there's this group of older guys—mid-40s to 60s—staring like they're starving. One's got that dad-bod with salt-and-pepper hair, gut spilling over his trunks, and he's legit licking his lips while eyeing her crotch when she adjusts. Another's skinnier, gray chest hair, and I swear I see his shorts twitching as he whispers to his buddies, pointing at her hips. They're all chuckling low, beers in hand, basically undressing her with their eyes. It's predatory , but... goddamn, it's stirring something twisted in me. Protective? Sure.
Then one of them—the bold one with the bulge already straining his swim trunks—saunters over. 'Room for one more with you gorgeous ladies?' he says, voice gravelly, gaze locked on her body like I'm invisible. My heart's hammering. Part of me wants to shove him away, tell him she's off-limits. But another part... fuck, wonders what if I let him sit? Let her feel that attention up close, see if she squirms or flirts back. Or hell, egg it on just to watch. I wish i had the powers to read minds.
Am I losing it? Anyone been in a spot like this? What would you do?

 

[Zephreck]

Thank you for sharing this. It was an intimate glimpse into your mind. And it was so beautiful to read how it affected you to be seen by those young guys. I think it is so important to be seen, to be desired, to create in others desires.

 

[BDA73]

Don't let age be a determination of what is desirable ...ty for sharing your intimate thoughts and welcome to Lit..

 

[xYoung_at_heartx]

Thank you for sharing this. It was an intimate glimpse into your mind. And it was so beautiful to read how it affected you to be seen by those young guys. I think it is so important to be seen, to be desired, to create in others desires.

Just not sure how to react to it. I know it's wrong bad the temptation. It's overwhelming

 

[AverageGuy86]

Just not sure how to react to it. I know it's wrong bad the temptation. It's overwhelming

You react by feeling flattered, beautiful, and desirable. Bottle that up and sip on it regularly.

 

[BDA73]

Just not sure how to react to it. I know it's wrong bad the temptation. It's overwhelming

Nothing wrong with feeling desirable and fantasizing on acting on the desire...whether that is morally right, depends on your marriage realionship..he may find it hot to see someone turn you into jello...

He may be open to sharing..

If not..nothing wrong with mentally having fun..

Either way I believe what your feeling is very normal

 

[xYoung_at_heartx]

Nothing wrong with feeling desirable and fantasizing on acting on the desire...whether that is morally right, depends on your marriage realionship..he may find it hot to see someone turn you into jello...

He may be open to sharing..

If not..nothing wrong with mentally having fun..

Either way I believe what your feeling is very normal

Thank you

 

[Eyelevel]

I came here for peace — the warm sun, soft breeze, and a quiet escape from everyday life. I packed my favorite dresses, the ones that feel like me without shouting. Nothing too revealing, but not hiding either.

But today, something shifted.

A group of them — late teens, early twenties — gathered near the pool, laughing and moving with easy confidence. Sun-kissed skin, lean bodies, that restless energy of youth. Their eyes found me, as if pulled by some invisible thread.

I caught their gazes one by one, bold and curious. Not shy, not polite — hungry, unfiltered. I felt their attention like a slow burn, warm and intense.

One of them, tall and lean, hair still damp from the water, held his gaze just a moment longer than the rest. When our eyes met, he didn’t look away. Instead, a sly smile curved his lips, daring me to feel the charge between us.

I know what they want. I can’t deny it. Yet, I don’t want to admit it to myself. There’s a part of me that feels guilty — ashamed, even — because I have daughters their age. Girls who could be standing where I am, who I want to protect and nurture, not compete with in this secret, electric game of desire.

Still, my skin tingles beneath their stares — a quiet, fierce lust that simmers just under the surface. The kind of desire that hasn’t yet learned to hide, raw and unrefined.

I’m married, of course. My husband is nearby, chatting with friends, unaware. So I wait for those stolen moments when he isn’t looking — when the group’s eyes can meet mine, and I can smile back without consequence. Those secret glances feel electric, almost forbidden.

It’s not really about them. It’s about being seen, desired in a way I hadn’t expected anymore. Their youthful hunger stirs something deep inside me, a spark I thought was long buried.

For those fleeting seconds, I forget the years between us. I’m not just a wife or a woman who’s lived — I’m alive, radiant, and fiercely present.

Their eyes say what words cannot. And I listen.

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Sounds like your husband is not giving you attention. Moron.

 

[Zephreck]

I sent a private message with my response.

 

[BDA73]

Sounds like your husband is not giving you attention. Moron.

I wouldnt automatically assume that.
He could show affection but having someone else look at you can br thrilling

 

[Eyelevel]

I wouldnt automatically assume that.
He could show affection but having someone else look at you can br thrilling

Let’s see what she says.

 

[xYoung_at_heartx]

Let’s see what she says.

I see he gets turned in by men looking at me. He just won't admit to it. I can tell

 

[BDA73]

Have you told him that it excites you to be looked at...maybe he would be willing to play

 

[xYoung_at_heartx]

Have you told him that it excites you to be looked at...maybe he would be willing to play

Never. We have a pretty normal vanilla marriage

 

[BDA73]

Maybe open up a bit...maybe find some MILF porn to watch together

 

[AverageGuy86]

Never. We have a pretty normal vanilla marriage

Why not just dress a little sexier than normal for some outings. Nothing obscene, but outfits that other men & women will 'notice.'

See how he reacts?

 

[Eyelevel]

Never. We have a pretty normal vanilla marriage

Do you think about younger men while being intimate with him?

 

[xYoung_at_heartx]

Do you think about younger men while being intimate with him?

I have

 

[Eyelevel]

I have

Sounds like a craving more than lack of attention.

 

[MilleniJen]

I live your description of feeling alive and desired

 

[808guy]

I have

If I were your husband and you told me this I would tell you to go over and chat those young men up. Maybe have them show you around the pool or field or forest. To enjoy yourself.

 

[SecretAdmirer584]

I came here for peace — the warm sun, soft breeze, and a quiet escape from everyday life. I packed my favorite dresses, the ones that feel like me without shouting. Nothing too revealing, but not hiding either.

But today, something shifted.

A group of them — late teens, early twenties — gathered near the pool, laughing and moving with easy confidence. Sun-kissed skin, lean bodies, that restless energy of youth. Their eyes found me, as if pulled by some invisible thread.

I caught their gazes one by one, bold and curious. Not shy, not polite — hungry, unfiltered. I felt their attention like a slow burn, warm and intense.

One of them, tall and lean, hair still damp from the water, held his gaze just a moment longer than the rest. When our eyes met, he didn’t look away. Instead, a sly smile curved his lips, daring me to feel the charge between us.

I know what they want. I can’t deny it. Yet, I don’t want to admit it to myself. There’s a part of me that feels guilty — ashamed, even — because I have daughters their age. Girls who could be standing where I am, who I want to protect and nurture, not compete with in this secret, electric game of desire.

Still, my skin tingles beneath their stares — a quiet, fierce lust that simmers just under the surface. The kind of desire that hasn’t yet learned to hide, raw and unrefined.

I’m married, of course. My husband is nearby, chatting with friends, unaware. So I wait for those stolen moments when he isn’t looking — when the group’s eyes can meet mine, and I can smile back without consequence. Those secret glances feel electric, almost forbidden.

It’s not really about them. It’s about being seen, desired in a way I hadn’t expected anymore. Their youthful hunger stirs something deep inside me, a spark I thought was long buried.

For those fleeting seconds, I forget the years between us. I’m not just a wife or a woman who’s lived — I’m alive, radiant, and fiercely present.

Their eyes say what words cannot. And I listen.

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These words echoes what I feel, and resonate so strongly with me: "It’s not really about them. It’s about being seen, desired in a way I hadn’t expected anymore. Their youthful hunger stirs something deep inside me, a spark I thought was long buried.

For those fleeting seconds, I forget the years between us. I’m not just a wife or a woman who’s lived — I’m alive, radiant, and fiercely present."

The difference is that I am an older man, and the attention of younger women, those in their late twenties, and in their thirties, stirs that spark inside me, a spark I thought was long buried, as Young at Heart so eloquently described it.

 

[Stopokochac]

Don't feel guilty. It's not your fault they found you attractive. Well maybe it is, but you know what I mean. I feel most women would be flattered by that. If it turns you on, there's no sense in fighting it

 

[poppypopper]

It is so lovely to find likeminded ladies!

 

[panicka3]

My barely legal daughter in a bikini at the resort is driving these older dudes wild—and it's messing with my head
Throwaway for obvious reasons. I'm on this all-inclusive beach vacation with my 18-year-old daughter, and it getting intense in ways I didn't expect. We're hanging on the sand, sun beating down, ocean waves rolling in soft. She's in a bikini She's oblivious, glued to her phone, legs spread just enough to show off her smooth thighs.
But across at the beach bar, there's this group of older guys—mid-40s to 60s—staring like they're starving. One's got that dad-bod with salt-and-pepper hair, gut spilling over his trunks, and he's legit licking his lips while eyeing her crotch when she adjusts. Another's skinnier, gray chest hair, and I swear I see his shorts twitching as he whispers to his buddies, pointing at her hips. They're all chuckling low, beers in hand, basically undressing her with their eyes. It's predatory , but... goddamn, it's stirring something twisted in me. Protective? Sure. But also this hot, jealous rush seeing them want her so bad.
Then one of them—the bold one with the bulge already straining his swim trunks—saunters over. 'Room for one more with you gorgeous ladies?' he says, voice gravelly, gaze locked on her body like I'm invisible. My heart's hammering. Part of me wants to shove him away, tell him she's off-limits. But another part... fuck, wonders what if I let him sit? Let her feel that attention up close, see if she squirms or flirts back. Or hell, egg it on just to watch. I wish i had the powers to read minds.
Am I losing it? Anyone been in a spot like this? What would you do?

Banch of idiots!!! I would choose you over your daughter 100%!!!
You look absolutely stunning, your daughter has nothing more than you, maybe she has less!!!