Do women really like older men?

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As an older man, I have been lucky to be with ladies younger than my son.

After asking one particular lady why she chose me, she explained that older guys know what they are doing and what they want. And they also go out their way to more than satisfy a younger woman, that guys of the same age lack.

But thinking back to my youth, the same can be said for older ladies. I had the best teachers and I was a very willing pupil.
 
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I guess all of us older guys long for a younger lady! I wish I could have an opportunity with a 25-35 yr old again
 
Any woman who has not been bedded by a man in his late 50s to late 60s is missing out. I've learned that a man of 60 sees women more organically. As we age, we women are freaked out over every fat roll or wrinkle, most men this age find our maturity alluring. I learned from a man (story below) that older men see older women as highly attractive because, in their fantasies, the woman they desire has to be someone they could bed. Getting a college cheerleader to go to bed with you at 60 seems unlikely, but a woman of 45, stranded at night in Atlanta, is within the realm of possibility.

When our flights were canceled due to a passing series of storms in Atlanta, I shared the evening with a young man of 62. We were rebooked on the mid-morning flight the next day. But it was getting late, so the airline put us on a shuttle to a Marriot and gave us dinner coupons. We ate, talked, and drank, and then. Well, yes, we only used one of the two comped rooms.

What did his years provide me? A man dedicated to my pleasure. We were not going to see each other again after this, and yet he treated my body like I was someone he would spend the rest of his life holding.

He made sure to give me my first orgasm orally, then allowed me to reciprocate. Unlike younger lovers who like to either not warn you about impending orgasm or think that doing a porn spray on my face or ass is hot for me, he made sure I was comfortable and ready for his finish. It was a good finish.

I assumed he was done, and he admitted that he wasn't always ready for a second round. But tonight was different because it was sordid, would I want to go again. It was sordid. And yes, I did want to. I have specific things I like or have done, and he was either equally experienced or willing to try.

The next day, we made it to the plane. We didn't sit beside each other, and I watched his wife or girlfriend greet him at the airport. My boyfriend (now ex) picked me up, and I complained all the way home about having to spend the night in a hotel room.

This thread has inspired me. I think it's time I do my part in praise of the older man and will write a story based upon this encounter. This thread has inspired me.

So here's to the man who has seen six decades. As long as he brings experience and passion, I am heading to Atlanta next week, and I hope a storm is coming.
 
Any woman who has not been bedded by a man in his late 50s to late 60s is missing out. I've learned that a man of 60 sees women more organically. As we age, we women are freaked out over every fat roll or wrinkle, most men this age find our maturity alluring. I learned from a man (story below) that older men see older women as highly attractive because, in their fantasies, the woman they desire has to be someone they could bed. Getting a college cheerleader to go to bed with you at 60 seems unlikely, but a woman of 45, stranded at night in Atlanta, is within the realm of possibility.

When our flights were canceled due to a passing series of storms in Atlanta, I shared the evening with a young man of 62. We were rebooked on the mid-morning flight the next day. But it was getting late, so the airline put us on a shuttle to a Marriot and gave us dinner coupons. We ate, talked, and drank, and then. Well, yes, we only used one of the two comped rooms.

What did his years provide me? A man dedicated to my pleasure. We were not going to see each other again after this, and yet he treated my body like I was someone he would spend the rest of his life holding.

He made sure to give me my first orgasm orally, then allowed me to reciprocate. Unlike younger lovers who like to either not warn you about impending orgasm or think that doing a porn spray on my face or ass is hot for me, he made sure I was comfortable and ready for his finish. It was a good finish.

I assumed he was done, and he admitted that he wasn't always ready for a second round. But tonight was different because it was sordid, would I want to go again. It was sordid. And yes, I did want to. I have specific things I like or have done, and he was either equally experienced or willing to try.

The next day, we made it to the plane. We didn't sit beside each other, and I watched his wife or girlfriend greet him at the airport. My boyfriend (now ex) picked me up, and I complained all the way home about having to spend the night in a hotel room.

This thread has inspired me. I think it's time I do my part in praise of the older man and will write a story based upon this encounter. This thread has inspired me.

So here's to the man who has seen six decades. As long as he brings experience and passion, I am heading to Atlanta next week, and I hope a storm is coming.
This mature man is extremely impressed and aroused by you, your posts and your writing on Lit. The lesbian hiking tale was incredibly hot and well written.
 
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