What do you do when you wake up one morning and realise you’ve entered the twilight years of your mature life? Things have changed, and you’re only now starting to realise that. Your husband is still with you. You both stopped having sex ages ago and for some reason, neither of you seems to mind. You don’t know if he’s seeing a young bird whenever he goes out, and somehow, you don’t care.
Or maybe you do care but cannot think of what to do about it since, you’re only now taking stock of your life, trying to figure what’s changed and what’s stayed the same.
Your kids have grown up and carried on with their lives, leaving you and your husband empty nesters. That part has changed. Somehow, you’re still horny for sex; after all these years, that part of your life hasn’t changed. What has changed is that your husband isn’t in the mood to desire you sexually. What are you going to do about it?
Your booty has gotten wider, as have your hips. Your tits have gotten way bigger, and might appear droopy. Your gut has gotten bigger, making you into a BBW.
Months have passed, and you’ve attempted to convince your husband that you’re still desirable in bed. There is a fire burning inside your gut that’s never gone away. That fire demands good sex—the best fucking ever—the type of sex that would leave you sweating orgasmic pleasures and wanting more again and again like a cherry fruit. You’ve been combing through the internet, observing videos of older women—women around your age—getting fucked and pounded by handsome black men; the sort of men who decades ago would have been lynched were word ever to get out of their entanglement with white women. You cannot help wanting some of that black cock they have. You want to know what it feels like to have one; you can’t stop imagining your pussy getting stretched by one.
You express this wholeheartedly to your husband, and he agrees, even though he’s somewhat chagrined that he lacks the manpower to warm you up in bed. You’ve both gotten older. Your skin isn’t as taut as it once used to be. Your hair’s lustre is faded, and you’ve got more wrinkles under your eyes than ever. You’ve put on adequate weight; your butt isn’t as elastic as it once was, and you’ve got ounces of flabby skin.
But so what?
Your booty has gotten wider, as have your hips. Your tits have gotten way bigger, and might appear droopy. Your gut has gotten bigger, making you into a BBW. But so what? You’re still built to get fucked. You’ve got a pussy hiding between those folds, who wouldn’t want to pound it till it squirts.
Who say you aren’t still fuckable?
Growth is inevitable, even you cannot slow down time. But you can still seek to enjoy what you have left. You still desire sex. Not mere physical lovemaking, but aggressive sex that you once had from college boyfriends back in the day, one of whom became your loving husband. Surely, you can find some means to resolve your dilemma together?
If you are a mature wife (or even a Milf) in your 50s and 60s, and if you happen to be having this sort of dilemma, then this article is meant for you. And if you’re the husband to a mature wife, then this is for you, too.
You’re contemplating this new change that’s becoming more and more apparent in your life with each passing day. This change is as attractive as it affects your mind, conflicting with everything you’ve always upheld . You can pursue this in different tactics: share your worries and desires with your husband, and pray that he recognises what’s kneading in your heart and agrees to help you out with your quest . . . or you could decide to handle things in secret. There is also a third tactic, though this won’t produce any necessary result—you could decide to do nothing about your dilemma and allow it to die a slow, agonising death.
Yes, this third option is the one that most women of your age would prefer. But then again, how can you ignore that desire for sex that beckons you to accept what you crave? Why deny that which is essential to your being? To your very womanhood? Sure, times have changed, but like any human being, you’re supposed to move with the changing times rather than give it to what once existed in the past. Besides, you’re well aware of other women facing similar plight who have made the justifiable change to embrace this new way of life.
It’s only fair that you learn to be like such women and follow the pleasure principle knocking in your heart.
It’s about time you propel yourself towards seeking a young lover, preferably a black one. Someone who can give you that undeniable sex that your husband is incapable of giving you. Even your husband knows what’s inherent that a woman commits to her sexual pleasure and does not allow it to wither with age.
It is commendable that you share your desires with your husband; at least let him be well aware of what you want sexually, regardless of him being unable to give it to you; it would go well with his pride that you include him in this, and seek his aid where it matters.
Taking things a step further is what’s bound to occur: finding a credible lover to give you that hot, heart-pounding sexual experience that you enjoyed in your yesteryears is what you seek. There should be no shame on your part about wanting this.
No regrets, either.
