Hi. It's been ages since I recorded anything and I'm very sorry about that. I'm not going
to record any fiction today. I thought I would tell you a little story about the time I had
sex with a man who was nearly 20 years older than me. So, a little background about me
I guess is that I've always been very, very attracted to men who are older than me. From
I was very, very young I've always had this sort of, like I've always been drawn to like
teachers who were way older than me, to like coaches who were way older than me, to my
friend's dads. Just always, like obviously I've also liked the younger guys, guys my
age but I don't know, it's just always been something about the more mature men that sort
of interested me and I guess turned me on quite a lot. Most of my like celebrity crushes
are men in their 50s or older and yeah, I don't know, I just have such, like I'm so
turned on by men who are at least in some people's eyes way too old. I am on Tinder.
I feel like most single people probably are and I use Tinder mainly for sex and hookups
and that kind of thing. And I just thought to myself like a couple months ago that you
know I'm an adult and like there's no harm really. We would both be adults who could
make decisions on their own and you know nothing illegal would be happening so I bumped up
my age search or the age thing that you can put to well over twice my age and I just started
like swiping away and it didn't take very long before this man, let's call him John,
just to give him a name until he showed up on my feed and I thought he was very very
attractive. He was also just looking for sex and to explore sex and I don't know, just
he was very open about what he was looking for which was very nice because I'm also not
looking for anything other than sex. So I swiped right on him and we matched and he
actually texted me first and from there our conversation grew. He was incredibly stimulating
to chat with. He was very very sweet, very nice. I usually never like being called like
overly sweet pet names but he would always like call me dearest or sweetest or you know
call me a clever girl or he would just always compliment me and for some reason the way
that he managed to do this just always made like, I don't know, just gave me butterflies
in my stomach. He is also married and he and his wife have always had an open relationship
and he was very straightforward and open about that in his Tinder bio, I knew that matching
with him but I guess it also made everything like a bit more safe, like it wasn't, I wasn't
gonna have to introduce my mum to my boyfriend who was like her age. He's happily married
but therefore because he is happily married and obviously lives with his wife, when we
talked about meeting obviously we had to be at mine which is absolutely fine. He, god,
just segway into some of the things that we chatted about via text but I don't think
I've ever been so turned on genuinely texting and it wasn't always necessarily like overtly
sexual or like it wasn't always sexting but just the way that he, just his relationship
with sex and how he would put so much emphasis on feeling each other and touching each other
and playing and this whole like enjoying each other's bodies and the exploration that at
least it seemed never to leave him even though he'd had sex probably a million times before.
It was sort of like a, almost like an air of wonder when it came to like to be naked
with another person and it was just so nice, it was an amazing break from, and maybe I'm
just biased and maybe I've just been very unlucky but it was just such a great break
from how I feel like many guys my age talk about sex and how they sext and eventually
John and I exchanged Snapchats and even then it was very teasing, it was very, just it
was so much sexier to receive a picture or a short video from him than it ever has been
receiving a picture or a short video from any guy my own age.
He just has a sort of almost sophisticated as well as a childish approach to sex and
it's always teasing and it's just very respectful and very, he's very mindful of the fact that
we are two people engaging in sex and it's very important for him that I'm also being
pleased and that it feels good to me as well.
Whereas I feel like many younger guys, their objective basically is to put their cock in
a pussy as quickly as possible and I don't know, I've never experienced foreplay before
the way that I have with John but I'm getting ahead of myself because as I said we had to
meet at my place and we agreed on a date and we had the entire evening just ourselves,
the first time meeting and I was so nervous because I had never done anything like this
before and I haven't done anything like it since.
I was just, I was shaking like a leaf, I was so nervous because I genuinely was so attracted
to him from how we've been chatting and from what I'd seen of him and his body and so he's
both very visually and very mentally stimulating and I was just so excited to finally meet
him but also very nervous and I get a bit worried that it would just be business as
usual where sex would be very heavily male focused and again that's okay, I love sex
and if I had the choice I would have sex every single day.
I love sex, it feels amazing and I love to please and I love to know that what I'm doing
is making my partner feel really good but it's nice to, it's nice to you know to take
the time and to be touched and to be teased and to sort of have plenty of time to get
in the right head space as well.
He came over and we chatted for a bit, just got to like know each other and we sat on
my sofa in my living room and he just started out like while we were talking to gently just
stroke his pointer finger up and down my calf and I was sitting cross legged on the sofa
with my legs on the sofa and it was just so nice that he took his time carefully and slowly
moved his finger up and down my shin, my calf, rounded out my knee and went back down again
and he sort of acquainted to him touching me, to us having physical contact, it wasn't
like he came into my flat and then immediately started kissing me and touching me, he took
his time, he let our bodies get acquainted with each others with very innocent touches
and that was so nice, I don't think I'd ever realised how much more comfortable I would
feel if we just took that time to get used to being touched by somebody.
I laughed and told him that I was very nervous and he just had, he has this sort of calm
over him, very guiding and care taking and is that even a word care taking, just I don't
know he has almost like a parental air about him and he just like held my knee, god I can't
even speak now and looked at me and said okay it's okay to be nervous and then he gently,
he was so gentle, kissed me, both his hands were on both of my knees and he initiated
the kiss but ultimately it was so light that if I hadn't kissed him back and if I hadn't
continued on kissing him then that would have been it, I never felt like he sort of attacked
my mouth and just went at it, it was very, god I don't know how to explain it, it was
just so respectful of any boundaries I might have had and we just shared a really nice
long kiss and then I kissed him back and the more we kissed the more his hands sort of
grabbed at my, like at the top of my knees and his hands like slowly made their way grappling
at my thighs and almost as if checking to see if I would draw away and obviously I never
did but I always had the feeling that if I ever drew away from the kiss or sort of took
a step back he would too, like it was almost like a dance, it was probably the best kiss
I've ever had in my life, like the perfect amount of pressure, perfect amount of tongue,
he would never like come at me tongue first, he also wouldn't push his tongue into my mouth,
it was very just soft and wet and very sensual and his hands moved to my hips and sort of
drew me into his lap, I was petting my hands over his shoulders and like over his chest
and his neck and his hair like up into his hair in the back of his neck and just touching,
we sort of helped each other shed our clothes and I just, I felt so admired in a way that
I haven't felt before and I haven't had sex with a million people but I've had sex
with like a handful of guys and like none of them have ever had that sort of hungry
look on their face once my clothes had come off, he genuinely looked like he was just
about ready to absolutely devour me, like he couldn't wait to get his mouth and his
lips and his tongue all over my chest, around my nipples, around my stomach, around my thighs
and the way that he kissed me more intensely and the way his hands sort of tried to grab
at everything at once just further made me so wet, I was so, I was dripping before he
had even properly touched me and I had never ever tried that before, I was so turned on,
he moved his way slowly down my body and sort of like reached right underneath my breast
and then we were sort of hindered by sitting on the couch so we moved to my bed where he
could properly kiss me and kiss my body and just touch me gently with his fingers and
just he knew exactly where to touch and how to touch and when he finally, finally ghosted
his fingers over my clit, he, like he didn't put a bunch of pressure on it and just started
rubbing it really hard like he was trying to remove a spot on a car, he was so gentle
and like built up the pace and built up the pressure that he was putting on my clit and
he just kept going, he kept going, he kept touching, he kept kissing, he kept sucking
and he moved down and started licking at my lips and sucking them into his mouth and finally
just changed his fingers out with his lips and his tongue and moved his finger in, inside
of me and I don't know what spot in me that he has found because it's not at least the
G spot that I think I have found from just playing around myself, it's so much deeper
located and it, when he, when he stimulates that spot, it genuinely feels like I'm right
on the edge, like from the second he does that until he lets me come I guess, there's
no better way to describe it, I really and I've since tried to reach that spot myself
and I can't, I don't know what kind of sorcery that he had, I don't know but it felt amazing,
I've never been eaten out like that before ever in my life, ever, like he was down there
for a while and he just seemed to really, really enjoy it himself and it made me relax
so much and I'm really, really difficult to make come, I have a hard time making myself
come and like I think only one guy has ever made me come was an ex-boyfriend and even
he struggled and John, first time ever meeting me, gave me like one of the biggest orgasms
I've had like in such a long time, it was just a whole body feeling, it wasn't just
located to my pussy, it was just, it radiated heat down my thighs, it reached up through
my stomach and like I almost spasmed and I just kept coming and I kept coming and I
kept coming and it felt just incredible. His cock is immaculate, it's big, it's on
the longer side and really nice and thick and unlike most young guys, he was actually
able to stay hard without a problem after the condom went on because I always practice
safe sex. He had no trouble staying hard at all and he just laid me back down on my back
and gently guided himself in inch by inch and like he was overwhelming, it felt almost
overwhelming having him inside me. It was just such, it was just a complete feeling
of being so filled up and so stretched out, I've never felt anything like that before.
And then he took me like that in missionary and like I feel so bad for my neighbours because
I had no control over how loudly I was moaning. It felt amazing and he was able to keep going
for so much longer than, again, than I've ever had a guy go before and the whole time
I just felt so sexy and I felt so safe and I felt appreciated and like my body was not
just something for him to jerk off into but like he genuinely, it was important for him
and his pleasure that I felt good and he looked amazing like the way that he looked above
me, his face, the way he contorted when I clenched around him and the sounds that he
made and it was just so amazing and yeah, after that he just cuddled me into him while
we were both naked still and kissed my forehead and just sort of pet my cheek and we just
laid there and talked for a little while, while he was gently caressing me and touching
me and I don't know, just, he was so nice. He made me cum again and then he kissed me
deeply and another round slowly started back up again. I think I'm gonna leave that story
for now. I did blow him and if I do say so myself that was probably one of the best blow
jobs I've ever given and I will absolutely do a short record and a little audio describing
that if that has any interest and yeah, I'm sorry I've probably said a million times but
I hope that this was at all enjoyable to listen to and did it again. Okay, thank you for listening.
Bye.