Love Your Mommy and Daddy: A Sex Therapist Used Me to Cum 30 Times
In this new series, the Boyslut shares sexy stories of people he fucked over the age of 50. The first installment recounts the time he got used by a MILF (who had daughters his age).
The best sex I’ve had is with men and women over the age of fifty. My sample size is more than sufficient, so I can say confidently my experiences weren’t flukes. Consistently, middle-aged (and I use this term with nothing but love and adoration) people fuck, like fuck fuck.
There are two reasons why. First, they know what they want, and there is zero shame when they ask for it. The women, specifically, know exactly where and how I should touch their clitoris to cum. They know what type of penetration they like (usually slow and deep). And they always want to look at my “pretty face,” so we have sex in more intimate positions where we can look each other in the eyes.
As for the men, they are more dominant, often barking demands. They are daddies, both literally and metaphorically. I traditionally haven’t been the biggest sub (though that has been rapidly changing), but these older men turn me into their little toys—and I love it when they play with me.
Second, middle-aged lovers cherish me. While everyone claims to love a “Mommy” or “Daddy,” there aren’t actually that many good-looking younger men who sleep with people twice their age. Or at least, they’re harder to find. So I am a treat to them, a needle in a haystack. As such, they treat me extra special. Whereas I am not special on Grindr because there are plenty of other good-looking men, many of whom are mere feet away.
So I love fucking my elders, and they loved fucking me. I have quite a few experiences in particular that I keep coming back to whenever I close my eyes (and jack off in the shower). In this ongoing series titled “Love Your Mommy and Daddy,” I and others share some of the best sex we’ve had with people over fifty. And needless to say, if you are over fifty, especially a woman over fifty (I love cougars), slide into my DMs.
A Sex Therapist Used Me to Cum 30 Times
We met on Tinder. I was twenty-four, and she was more than twice my age, though I was slightly older than her two daughters. It was weird being attracted to them when she showed me a picture but not unexpected. She was beautiful, and so too were her twenty-three and twenty-year-old.
She was a wildly successful sex therapist who garnered a lot of press under the title of sex expert. I remember asking her what made her an expert. This wasn’t asked out of suspicion or an attempt to demand qualifications; I asked because I, too, wanted to be a sex expert and wanted to see if I could be without returning for a more formal education.
“You’re an expert when you start saying you’re an expert, and people believe you,” she cooly replied.
I remember very little from the date portion of the evening—the portion at the bar before we headed back to my humble abode in Cambridge—but I remember her response. It gave me hope that I could one day be a sex expert. It gave me hope that I could help others embrace their sexual fluidity and desires. That was why I wanted to be an expert. I wanted every person attracted to more than one gender to feel comfortable acting on those desires. I still want that today.
Prior to the date, I thought I was going to be the catch, the bull, the pretty young thing. I walked in with my held high and my dick swinging. (Metaphorically, as I always wear extremely tight and slutty undies on my dates.) But upon returning to my apartment—we couldn’t go to her house because her daughter was home visiting for winter break—my dick was not swinging side-to-side under my jeans. Rather my testicles were shooting up into my stomach. (Literally, due to my aforementioned undies.)
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