Sex with old men
Sex with old men is like fine wine
There is so much bullshit surrounding female sexuality. From Church people to so called learned men, they all have a thing about sex, especially when it comes to females and our bodies.
I am a woman who loves to walk around my house naked, and a learned man, who zero chance of introducing his dick into me, tells the world, women like me are sex addicts, exhibitionists, and then proceeds in their limited wisdom about women like me, and classifies it to mask his own inability to enjoy our freedom of expression.
The human body is beautiful, as is the act of reproduction (Fucking) and the pleasure the body itself gives to you when you share it with others.(Orgasms)
I honestly think that men who make a living staring up our cunts (Gynaecologists) could be perverts, (wink, wink) and those mental ther****ts (Phycologists), are a bunch of limp dicked losers.
"So what group do you my readers fall into"? I aint holding my breath on that one, as I mentally see you jerking off. (Smile)
I have always been an exhibitionist, and I honestly think the majority of women are. There is something deep in every woman, that wants them just to say, "Fuck it", and let it happen.
Getting ready for a night out, the hours in front of the mirror to make yourself desirable, you're actually thinking about teasing a stranger to want to fuck you, buy what you wear, right down to your French knickers or thong, and the application of makeup, look for coral pinks and deep reds on our lips, this is the colour range of our other lips, and dependant upon our state of mind when we choose the colour, horny, go red, and to mimic it more, a smear of lip gloss, there guys, you are looking at what's inside my panties, all red and fired up, wet and swollen.
My Grandmother talked about the sixties and mini skirts, the chat up line back then was to guess the colour of the girls panties, not too difficult as everything was on show, aided and abetted by d**gs, being on the pill, and doing line ups with horny guys just wanting to cream pie your hungry pussy.
From the Peace and love times emerged my mother and a throwback to feminism, in dress style and eroticism, nude beaches and lingerie.
being eight to ten for me on those beaches, was an eye opener, I just knew what all those men were thinking when they stared at me, and when they did, I felt elated, and with the sun on my back, I also felt something stirring deep within, especially when one of them pulled me onto his lap, and his cock sat snugly between my ass cheeks, yes to be perfectly honest, I have felt a man stiffen down there, and I knew I was the cause of it, whilst sitting on it.
My teenage years were really freaking sexual, I was masturbating daily, each morning from a dirty dream or being due, the week before my periods, I was so fucking horny I was leaving my room door ajar for male members of my own family to get an eyeful, just knowing my dad or brother saw me naked, was enough to get me off, so you can imagine when I started on nieghbours, it went all the way
I was put on the pill at thirteen to regulate my periods, was the reason given, but mom knew it was to protect me from becoming pregnant and bringing shame to the family, so liberating my body to indulge in my fantasies, which I did on day one, with one old neighbour who flashed me one early morning on my way to catch my bus to school, as I rushed down the stairs, he was out on the landing for his milk, with his dressing gown undone and his erection poking out at me, as I passed him looking at it and me smiling to show I was aware of what he was doing.
I just knew coming home he might try something, and I have to be honest, I wanted it to happen, I was really keen to play with one and be touched, I was ready for the next level.
I entered the building and immediately tore off my panties and hiked my skirt up a few inches, the exhibitionistic streak in me wanted to play, and showing my peachy ass off on the stairs as he looked up, would be the key to him asking me into his place.
I actually felt sick to my stomach as I climbed the stairs to his landing, that sickness was sexual excitement, and my biggest fear was that he might not even take the chance and be on the landing, but as I turned to climb those last three stairs he opened his door, still wearing his dressing gown, and as I stopped and looked at him, a sudden hot rush ran through my body, and I felt giddy and dizzy, wow, I really was living the dream, as my leaden legs tried to walk, as he undid the tie belt and opened his dressing gown, to show me his cock.
I leaned against the railings, dropped my satchel, and hiked my skirt all the way up until everything was on show, and as he moved towards me, I turned to the railings and bent across them, and let him handle me, feeling his cock find my wet hole and push into me.
We fucked there on the landing, and when we finished, some five minutes later, I went inside with him and straight to bed, where we fucked again.
I got in home at 7pm, telling my mother I was at gyms, she just accepted my excuse, and that told me there and then, that having sex, even i*****l sex, was so frigging easy and so frigging good, even with old men.
There is so much bullshit surrounding female sexuality. From Church people to so called learned men, they all have a thing about sex, especially when it comes to females and our bodies.
I am a woman who loves to walk around my house naked, and a learned man, who zero chance of introducing his dick into me, tells the world, women like me are sex addicts, exhibitionists, and then proceeds in their limited wisdom about women like me, and classifies it to mask his own inability to enjoy our freedom of expression.
The human body is beautiful, as is the act of reproduction (Fucking) and the pleasure the body itself gives to you when you share it with others.(Orgasms)
I honestly think that men who make a living staring up our cunts (Gynaecologists) could be perverts, (wink, wink) and those mental ther****ts (Phycologists), are a bunch of limp dicked losers.
"So what group do you my readers fall into"? I aint holding my breath on that one, as I mentally see you jerking off. (Smile)
I have always been an exhibitionist, and I honestly think the majority of women are. There is something deep in every woman, that wants them just to say, "Fuck it", and let it happen.
Getting ready for a night out, the hours in front of the mirror to make yourself desirable, you're actually thinking about teasing a stranger to want to fuck you, buy what you wear, right down to your French knickers or thong, and the application of makeup, look for coral pinks and deep reds on our lips, this is the colour range of our other lips, and dependant upon our state of mind when we choose the colour, horny, go red, and to mimic it more, a smear of lip gloss, there guys, you are looking at what's inside my panties, all red and fired up, wet and swollen.
My Grandmother talked about the sixties and mini skirts, the chat up line back then was to guess the colour of the girls panties, not too difficult as everything was on show, aided and abetted by d**gs, being on the pill, and doing line ups with horny guys just wanting to cream pie your hungry pussy.
From the Peace and love times emerged my mother and a throwback to feminism, in dress style and eroticism, nude beaches and lingerie.
being eight to ten for me on those beaches, was an eye opener, I just knew what all those men were thinking when they stared at me, and when they did, I felt elated, and with the sun on my back, I also felt something stirring deep within, especially when one of them pulled me onto his lap, and his cock sat snugly between my ass cheeks, yes to be perfectly honest, I have felt a man stiffen down there, and I knew I was the cause of it, whilst sitting on it.
My teenage years were really freaking sexual, I was masturbating daily, each morning from a dirty dream or being due, the week before my periods, I was so fucking horny I was leaving my room door ajar for male members of my own family to get an eyeful, just knowing my dad or brother saw me naked, was enough to get me off, so you can imagine when I started on nieghbours, it went all the way
I was put on the pill at thirteen to regulate my periods, was the reason given, but mom knew it was to protect me from becoming pregnant and bringing shame to the family, so liberating my body to indulge in my fantasies, which I did on day one, with one old neighbour who flashed me one early morning on my way to catch my bus to school, as I rushed down the stairs, he was out on the landing for his milk, with his dressing gown undone and his erection poking out at me, as I passed him looking at it and me smiling to show I was aware of what he was doing.
I just knew coming home he might try something, and I have to be honest, I wanted it to happen, I was really keen to play with one and be touched, I was ready for the next level.
I entered the building and immediately tore off my panties and hiked my skirt up a few inches, the exhibitionistic streak in me wanted to play, and showing my peachy ass off on the stairs as he looked up, would be the key to him asking me into his place.
I actually felt sick to my stomach as I climbed the stairs to his landing, that sickness was sexual excitement, and my biggest fear was that he might not even take the chance and be on the landing, but as I turned to climb those last three stairs he opened his door, still wearing his dressing gown, and as I stopped and looked at him, a sudden hot rush ran through my body, and I felt giddy and dizzy, wow, I really was living the dream, as my leaden legs tried to walk, as he undid the tie belt and opened his dressing gown, to show me his cock.
I leaned against the railings, dropped my satchel, and hiked my skirt all the way up until everything was on show, and as he moved towards me, I turned to the railings and bent across them, and let him handle me, feeling his cock find my wet hole and push into me.
We fucked there on the landing, and when we finished, some five minutes later, I went inside with him and straight to bed, where we fucked again.
I got in home at 7pm, telling my mother I was at gyms, she just accepted my excuse, and that told me there and then, that having sex, even i*****l sex, was so frigging easy and so frigging good, even with old men.
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