10 Reasons Why Casual Sex is Hot AF When You Are Over 60

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Cub: Are you busy?

Cougar: No, just watching a movie. What's up?

Cub: Just wondered if you want to come over and pick me up, we could mess around a little...

Cougar: Twist my arm. Giggle. I'll be there in an hour.

Cub: Dress sparsely.

Something melts in me as a silly smitten smile spreads itself over my face.

Yay. Stripping off my sweats, I looked in the mirror. My nipples were firm and already excited. Now that I knew him, my body turned on just thinking of the way he touched me. I started the shower and strolled naked to the kitchen to pour a glass of wine. To think I used to be too shy to walk around naked.

"Your body is perfect, baby, exactly how it is. I love every single square inch of you and can't wait to prove it to you." Over time he told me this in countless ways until I actually started to believe it.

Things had heated back up again after cooling down a bit over summer. Once again there was some hot making out going on in the backseat of a certain Cougar's car. Even though I was sexually dormant when I met him, he slowly but surely coaxed me to take a chance. Now I never knew when he would be back in town.

In the beginning he just flirted. Great eye contact. He asked me, "Who takes care of you?" I was divorcing and working at a a dead end job. Literally, it was a cemetery. I hadn't had good sex for years and did not see myself as attractive. He did. Now I know why.

Divorcing women put out a definite vibe

Horny? Yes. But deeper than that, many new divorcees are willing to take risks for the first time in years. Especially when tempted by a younger man with an imagination. This was sure true of me. He makes me feel like I am 17 again. We are no strings attached, physical only sex buddies. He's in his 40s, I'm in my 60s.

Tonight was another absolutely perfect play session. There is nothing like these midnight make out marathons. A fucking fountain of youth every single time.

We drove to a dark parking lot at our usual dark shadowy park where the car would be hard to see and climbed into the back seat. He sat in the passenger rear seat and I snuggled in in front of him crossing his body with my own.

He held me close and I inhaled his scent. My breath sped up and my body began to respond instantly to his touch. He ran his hands down my sides and over the outside of my yoga pants, down my outer thighs. He knows me well and I trust my pleasure in his hands. Mmmmmm.

I shivered and a little moan escaped my lips.

He slowly swept up my inner thigh lifting his hand as he approached top of the seam. I know my wetness has soaked through. Feeling the heat, he growled in my ear. Wrapping his arms around me and holding me tight, my body began to convulse gently. Breathing faster and thirsty for this squeeze I pressed my body into his.

"I love this, oh god...." my voice faded into giggles. "I love making you feel like this." He said and started to kiss me again. We hadn't kissed like this in a very long time.

Sweet playful kisses, nips and nibbles.

Meanwhile his hand found its way up my inner thigh again and this time my legs swing open easily as he strokes me through the fabric of my yoga pants. The electricity of his touch through fabric always makes me squeal with delight. He knows how to press just right to trigger wave after wave of pure orgasm.

"Are you ok?" He's kidding, right?

Panting and shivering I managed to choke out, "Oh my yes...yes....please, baby."

He covered my mouth with his and our tongues probed and danced as his hand pressed down between my legs. Minutes ticked by as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me.

When I think I am done, he laughs. "Not yet." He purrs in my ear and finds a new way to ramp me up into the O-Zone. Fuck. I think an hour went by. I was sweaty and punch drunk with pleasure.

Catching my breath and grabbing the water bottle I giggled.

You are such a good boy, such a very, very good boy. Hearing the whimper I knew he couldn't hold back, I reached down and felt him through his shorts. He was hard in my hands and helped me open his zipper. I love the feel of his hardness in my hands. It is exciting for me to have someone to play with, and I plan to take my time.

I know he wants my mouth on him.

I also know that making him wait makes it better. I pulled up his shirt and laid my head on his belly. He wrapped my hair in his fingers. "Oh Baby." He moaned as I blew over his most tender spot. I licked him long and slow and then I stopped and looked at him, batting my girlie green eyes and letting him know how very much I love messing around with him.

I moved back up and we kissed again. Enjoying each other, feasting, nibbling, laughing and then I returned to his lap and cupped his boys in my hand. He is hairless and the velvety texture of the skin against my fingers is delicious.

My hands ache to touch a man. When I have the opportunity I take my time with long slow strokes. My hands tingle with pleasure. He is good to me and takes the time to explore my developing sexuality. Why not have him as a BF? Because he would suck at it.

Traditional relationships are super high maintenance and not for everyone or for every time. Casual sex can be the perfect solution when you are in between. Here is why it works for me. If you are a younger, come find us! We are shy at first and need to be coaxed!

10 Reasons Why I Love This Friends With Benefits Relationship

1. We have great sex. It is not making love but it is a sweet love-making that is in many ways best sex I've ever had. Maybe I will call it making pleasure. It is an amazing gift to spend a long time pleasuring someone. We are on the same wave length sexually and have little else in common.

2. He's a Ladies First kind of guy. While there have been a couple of quickies in our history, when we get together to play, we play. Sometimes for a few hours. He always makes sure that I am done and done in. I love that about him. By time I am in my orgasmic echoes, I can't wait to kiss, taste and play with him.

3. I'm a lady who loves pleasing her man. He is very verbal when I go down on him and I love that. It turns me on when he tells me how hot I make him feel. I love his hands in my hair. I am uninhibited and free flowing with him and the echoes of our time together feed my writing for days on end.

4. I love the detachment I am learning. I love how I feel when I am with him and I love how I feel when I leave him. I feel like I step into a time machine. I feel all of 17 years old again. Messing around in the back seat of the car is as much fun as it was once upon a time...no, more fun. Cuddling, kissing and fondling.... Heck, most of the sex I have with him is fully clothed. Hey don't knock it if you haven't tried it for a few decades.

5. I don't live with him. His life, habits, diet and sleep patterns are his own. I have my home, my life, my friends and my work that I nurture and enjoy. I don't need to disclose my private life, credit score or other personal information. I also don't need to run a credit check, meet his family, introduce him to my kids or plan any holidays together. (Practice safe sex at all times. Use protection. Be an adult.)

6. I choose my life with only me to care about. My career, my finances, my pets and my home are all my business. I am in charge of myself. I also am in charge of my own mood and well being. There is no checking in, getting permission or being micro-managed. I get to be Queen of my world. He is in charge of his.

7. Having a much younger sex buddy is great for my ego. I am newly divorced and not interested in a long term commitment with anyone right now. Orgasms make me feel grounded and calm. My friend with benefits is not my only resource. He inspires my solo sex life with the fantasies I write.

8. I am orgasmic without being in love. I have learned that orgasm can be separate from romance and emotional connection. I am doing it. There is a connection. We definitely enjoy each other.

It is a lusty erotic ha cha cha but that is where it ends. Orgasm is more accessible because he is familiar and I trust him. My sex life is not dependent on him. Nor is his on me. When we are together, we are all in. When we are apart we are apart. A practice in presence.

9. I live the calm, grounded life of a well sexed woman. When a woman is getting enough sex (only she can know) there is an unmistakable impact on her life. Sex does a body good. Google all of the benefits of orgasm.

10. It is a little bit naughty. Being raised a good little Catholic girl and spending years wrapped up in religious opinions about sex, I am living out a life I never believed was even possible. I am redefining my own sex life. I am having mind blowing orgasms on my time, when I want and with who I want. I practice safe real time and virtual solo sex. I love orgasm and I love how I feel when I have a steady diet of safe erotic pleasure.

If you want to find an older woman fun to date and have sex with, fantastic.

Just remember, I have been doing this for years. In the beginning, I had to be gently coaxed into being playful sexually. This man, who took the time to draw me out slowly was richly, ravishingly rewarded. So was I.

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