Like fine wine?

[Keroin]

I'm totally not squashing any spiders for you.

...well, okay, I still will. Accepted. Whew!

VERY true. (About women getting better at it with age.)

I've never understood the stereotypical male fascination with virgins. I want a woman who knows where everything goes, damn it. I want a woman who might have something I haven't seen before.

I mean, if she totally schools me that might be hard on my dom ego and all, but having a goodly bit of experience at the arts sexual is a bonus in my book.

Yeah, I've deflowered a few virgins. Meh. No thanks. I just don't have the patience.

 

[midwestyankee]

Wow. You were born before TV.

Actually, no. Regular commercial broadcasting began a few years before I was born.

That must have been quite a moment! I'm jealous.

Yeesh, now I have to get my calculator

Yes, the arrival of The Beatles was quite an event. At the time, I scoffed at them because their popularity was seen as a "girls' thing." It wasn't long before I started to like their music and I did watch all of the initial appearances on Ed Sullivan. After all, I was in junior high school and watching television was much more fun that bringing in water from the well.

 

[Homburg]

I should know better than to post on the fly. The dog metaphor wasn't very flattering, was it? LOL. Apologies to men everywhere.

I considered it broadly accurate, actually. It just wasn't accurate in my case. I've always been a patient lover.

 

[the captians wench]

Thirty-seven...

Lets just say that at twenty, I actually believed sex outside of marriage was a sin. (And people think I'm wound too tight now... )

Fortunately, I no longer suffer from that delusion [and thankfully accept most of my particular proclivities]; unfortunately, opportunities to enjoy said sin-free status have been few and far between the last few years.

I ditto this and actually go one step further, until I was 22 I believed masturbation was a sin.

Once devorced I figured any one I fuck is adultry anyway, even if I do remarry, so why not enjoy myself. One of those damned if you do damned if you don't moments that I had to come to terms with and find my own understanding with God.

btw I'm 26 now with a very healthy drive that I see growing at least over the next few years.

 

[graceanne]

I ditto this and actually go one step further, until I was 22 I believed masturbation was a sin.

Once devorced I figured any one I fuck is adultry anyway, even if I do remarry, so why not enjoy myself. One of those damned if you do damned if you don't moments that I had to come to terms with and find my own understanding with God.

btw I'm 26 now with a very healthy drive that I see growing at least over the next few years.

I also believed that masturbation was a sin until my mid twenties.

 

[the captians wench]

I also believed that masturbation was a sin until my mid twenties.

The funny part about it was that my strict religious beliefs were not taught to me by my parents. I have always been very extream compaired to what they believe.

 

[graceanne]

The funny part about it was that my strict religious beliefs were not taught to me by my parents. I have always been very extream compaired to what they believe.

At the time I was more extreme than my parents. I was the first person in my family to go to church, and I took my little sister (16 years younger than me) with me. When I got married Mom started going to church so that my sister could. Now she's a regular attendee.

I was going to a Nazarene church when K and I started dating (then I switched to his church because we felt we should attend church together). Nazarene's believe that masturbation is a sin and convinced me of it.

Since then I've read the whole Bible. (except numbers and some of leviticus. I'm not that much of a masochist.) I can see why some people feel it's a sin, but I don't agree. *shrugs*

 

[Homburg]

I got to a jobsite today, and there's a young woman, probably early 20's, filing papers there. She sees me, we make eye contact, and I suddenly feel that I am being sized up. I start getting sly smiles, her posture and body language change, and she keeps showing up in the areas I'm in. Even going so far as to come outside in the blazing heat to take a "break" while I'm out there.

A few minutes ago, I stopped on the way home to get some gas. I was tired, hot, and sweaty, as I'd been out in the sun for a few hours. I glance over at the vehicle next to me, and see a late high-school age girl. She is checking her make-up and looking over in my direction out of the corner of her eye. I kept doing what I was doing.

While cleaning the windshield, I noticed that she was looking at me. Glancing up, I see her avert her eyes down, and put her fingers on her lower lip. Then she looks back up at me, wide-eyed through her eyelashes. Do what? This kid is making eyes at me. She continued doing so until what I assume was her mother got back in the truck.

The fuck? Do I have a sign over my head or something?

 

[the captians wench]

At the time I was more extreme than my parents. I was the first person in my family to go to church, and I took my little sister (16 years younger than me) with me. When I got married Mom started going to church so that my sister could. Now she's a regular attendee.

I was going to a Nazarene church when K and I started dating (then I switched to his church because we felt we should attend church together). Nazarene's believe that masturbation is a sin and convinced me of it.

Since then I've read the whole Bible. (except numbers and some of leviticus. I'm not that much of a masochist.) I can see why some people feel it's a sin, but I don't agree. *shrugs*

That could explain things a bit. I grew up Nazarene. I don't remember actually being taught it was a sin though.

I did much the same. After my own studies I interpreted things differently.

 

[midwestyankee]

I got to a jobsite today, and there's a young woman, probably early 20's, filing papers there. She sees me, we make eye contact, and I suddenly feel that I am being sized up. I start getting sly smiles, her posture and body language change, and she keeps showing up in the areas I'm in. Even going so far as to come outside in the blazing heat to take a "break" while I'm out there.

A few minutes ago, I stopped on the way home to get some gas. I was tired, hot, and sweaty, as I'd been out in the sun for a few hours. I glance over at the vehicle next to me, and see a late high-school age girl. She is checking her make-up and looking over in my direction out of the corner of her eye. I kept doing what I was doing.

While cleaning the windshield, I noticed that she was looking at me. Glancing up, I see her avert her eyes down, and put her fingers on her lower lip. Then she looks back up at me, wide-eyed through her eyelashes. Do what? This kid is making eyes at me. She continued doing so until what I assume was her mother got back in the truck.

The fuck? Do I have a sign over my head or something?

If you find it, can I borrow it?

 

[graceanne]

The fuck? Do I have a sign over my head or something?

Oh, yeah. Can't you see it? It's freaken neon and it's blinking 'DO ME DO ME'.

Either that or HC has been sending out some naughty signals. Maybe you should have a talk with him.

That could explain things a bit. I grew up Nazarene. I don't remember actually being taught it was a sin though.

I did much the same. After my own studies I interpreted things differently.

Nazarene's are on the conservative side of christianity. Some even believe that dancing is a sin. They are of the 'if it's fun it must be a sin' variety of christian.

 

[the captians wench]

Oh, yeah. Can't you see it? It's freaken neon and it's blinking 'DO ME DO ME'.

Either that or HC has been sending out some naughty signals. Maybe you should have a talk with him.



Nazarene's are on the conservative side of christianity. Some even believe that dancing is a sin. They are of the 'if it's fun it must be a sin' variety of christian.

I do remember that from church camp. There were boys and girls there, but we were seperate except at meals and at fellowship. They had one night where they had a social night, but we weren't allowed to dance so I didn't see the point.

 

[ownedsubgal]

i'm 28. sexually active (consensually) since 13. the very early years of sex for me were
about satisfying curiosity and exploration. then it became something to do when someone
wanted it of me, when i was bored, when i was antsy or stressed. sex has always been a
comfort zone for me, an escape, a tiny safe moment in time when my world becomes so
small. all that exists is my partner, their needs and desires, and the things they're doing to
my body. i've always found so much calm and comfort in being a vessel and tool for
someone's pleasure.

however back then sex and love, or sex and a significant emotional connection of any kind
just didn't mix in my mind. likely due to my history of childhood sexual abuse, i developed
this idea that if someone truly cared for me they would not wish to have sex with me. while
it was something i needed and felt positively about, i saw sex as this low, base thing.
friendship, caring, love, were all on this much higher, much more pure spiritual level, and
sex just didn't belong there. so of course when i was in a serious relationship (there were
only 2 of any significance before my Master), i would start to resent my partner for desiring
me sexually, and take that as a sign that they didn't really care about me the way they
claimed to. this attitude transformed all the sex in my life, in or out of a relationship (i've
never been monogamous), to a continuation of the abuse to which i was accustomed. this
made things feel familiar and therefore correct/right for me. abuse of any sort, but
particularly sexual abuse by a man, was and still is in a strange way my comfort zone.

after becoming a slave at age 19, sex took on much more meaning for me. at the same time, it became much more narrow. sex was purely about serving and being used, nothing more. this was very comforting for me...i no longer had to worry about feeling weird because i didn't care about having an orgasm, or because i wasn't comfortable with a partner focusing on me or my sexual response, positive or negative.

and over time, perhaps after a year or so, i discovered that sex is not the anti-love i previously believed it to be. i still do not feel that sex is better, deeper, richer, etc. with someone that i love, nor do i feel any lovey-dovey heart flutters while having sex with my Master. but the sex does not take away from the love we share, not at all, and that is major for me.


is sex "better" now than it was when i was younger? yes, absolutely. but does it feel any better (physically)? no. do i care that it doesn't? not in the least.

 

[Homburg]

Double post with a huge lag between them. Lit is being extra-special weird today.

 

[Netzach]

I was very late to the table at 19. I'm still as quickly swept up, but I'm more savvy about that fact, that I know I'm hopelessly swept up.

Any abuse I suffered was non-sexual - while those things inform my sexuality, still, in most regards it's probably the aspect of my life I walked away with in best shape for adulthood out of all the major issues in life.

It hasn't changed that substantially for me. It's always been a profound language of human connection, but not one I necessarily don't want to share with people I'm not romantically in love with. I don't even have to like them especially in one case, but I'm not filled with regret over that.

The people I fuck either tend to net my attention for years to come or I net theirs or both. I don't think I'm hot shit in bed in some kind of bragging rights way, but I think this IS my woo-woo. For better or worse, sexual woo is the spiritual woo I got stuck with.

Sometimes it's just a stress valve. Sometimes it's fun. Sometimes it's deepest communion. Sometimes it's the greatest conduit I know between people. I lack discipline faced with it, I leap then look, emotionally, but I also don't get overly fraught with being fraught, I accept that as the price and the pleasure, too.

I've never had masturbatory guilt or any kind of moral guilt to contend with.

I'm enjoying partners with whom I can be completely uninhibited versions of myself - three varied versions. The partner, the lover, the exploitative master. All of these things are critical to me, but I'm classically the masculine compartmentalizer of things.

 

[ZRT]

I got to a jobsite today, and there's a young woman, probably early 20's, filing papers there. She sees me, we make eye contact, and I suddenly feel that I am being sized up. I start getting sly smiles, her posture and body language change, and she keeps showing up in the areas I'm in. Even going so far as to come outside in the blazing heat to take a "break" while I'm out there.

A few minutes ago, I stopped on the way home to get some gas. I was tired, hot, and sweaty, as I'd been out in the sun for a few hours. I glance over at the vehicle next to me, and see a late high-school age girl. She is checking her make-up and looking over in my direction out of the corner of her eye. I kept doing what I was doing.

While cleaning the windshield, I noticed that she was looking at me. Glancing up, I see her avert her eyes down, and put her fingers on her lower lip. Then she looks back up at me, wide-eyed through her eyelashes. Do what? This kid is making eyes at me. She continued doing so until what I assume was her mother got back in the truck.

The fuck? Do I have a sign over my head or something?

Heh. I get the same thing, and the funniest part is that I get the most when I'm the most deeply involved and thusly unavailable.

I finally figured out that when I'm single and on the prowl, I tend to be in a more predatory mood and send off danger signals. When I've got someone I'm with, I'm just so much more relaxed and casual.

It's entirely helpful that my tastes run toward women who like men who send off a certain amount of predatory danger signals.

 

[Marquis]

I don't think I'm hot shit in bed in some kind of bragging rights way, but I think this IS my woo-woo. For better or worse, sexual woo is the spiritual woo I got stuck with.

I really relate to this.



I'm 27.

I lost my virginity at 15 and didn't get to have sex again for almost a year. It wasn't until I was 17 that I was able to get a female to give me nookie on a regular basis. These days I have more sexual options than available time slots. Things that used to be an end-all-be-all kind of exciting for me, I now take in stride enough to savor well, but still find new things to bring me into goofball sexual nirvana.

I don't need to orgasm as much as I used to. Or maybe I can just handle more sexuality without squirting off.

 

[madetotakeit]

I am 40. That number still seems alien to me. I lost my virginity two months before my 18th birthday. The biggest way I would say that sex has changed for me over these 22 years is that it is no longer about the amount. My sex drive was as high then as it is now. However the sex that I have had in the latter half has been more fulfilling than it was in the first half. I am more comfortable in my own skin. In my early twenties, it was all about the giddiness of being in love. In my late twenties it was more about feeding the impulses. It wasn't until my late thirties that I evolved into what I feel is who I will be sexually for my remaining years. I know what I like, I learned to tamper my emotions and impulses. Although I have always been very particular about my partners, I am more so now. The emotional connection is what makes sex go from enjoyable to phenomenal. Whereas before I would throw my everything into it every time, now I give more of myself depending on the level of emotional connection. If someone makes it to a first time with me, it is somewhat of a test drive. I have recognized in them the possibility for something deeper. With each interaction I give more of myself, up the intensity in what I bring to it. Those who stay around are rewarded with an increasing commitment to the moment as the commitment to the person evolves. In the beginning, I was attempting to give as much as myself as possible right out of the gate. I've found that I am able to wait for quality rather than feel the need to have a physical itch scratched. But then, I was never one that chased an orgasm anyway. I've always preferred to concentrate on the sensations and the exchange rather than the climax. An orgasm I can give myself, intimacy is another story.

Although the amount of sex is less now than it was then, this is of my choosing. I finally figured out that is not fulfilling to me without my emotions being involved. Intimacy has become the focal point. Once that is established, the walls that keep me appearing sedate come down. That is worth waiting for.

 

[satindesire]

Wow. You were born before TV.

Wait, wait...there was a 'before TV"?!

The fuck? Do I have a sign over my head or something?

Have you ever considered the fact that you actually might be physically attractive and considered handsome and sexy?!


I am 24, about a month away from 25.

I had my first orgasm when I was 20. I had been masturbating for years and incredibly frustrated that no matter what either myself or my partners tried, I could NOT orgasm.

Bought a vibrator, and that changed my life and my sex life! It wasn't through lack of experience, lack of knowledge of my own anatomy, or a psychological block, I simply needed more stimulation than your 'usual' lady.

Ever since then, sex actually has had meaning for me. Before then, it was something I did out of a sense of fulfilling my duty as a girlfriend. Now it's that plus it's relaxing and fun.

 

[Homburg]

Have you ever considered the fact that you actually might be physically attractive and considered handsome and sexy?!

No.


Meh.

 

[satindesire]

No.


Meh.

Well, then. That explains your surprise.

 

[Keroin]

If you find it, can I borrow it?

You don't need it, MWY.

 

[Homburg]

Well, then. That explains your surprise.

I disbelieve.

 

[00Syd]

If you are in the younger crowd - and we love you guys so put down the rocks - how would you describe your sex life now and what is your perception of sex between "older" people?

That its more or less the same. The differences in sex don't come from a difference in age, just a difference in predilections.

 

[midwestyankee]

You don't need it, MWY.

Flatterer.