Story time (60M 25F)

This is the story of when I had sex with a guy my father's age (60) when I was 25, back in 2023. I hope you enjoy it! (For safety reasons, I will not be using real names)

It started off innocently enough.

I had opened my Facebook one day in early March 2023 to find I had a few new friend requests. His one stood out. He looked old. Very old. Too old to be "friending" a young woman like me. His name was "Andre".

I'm not sure what made me accept the friend request, but I did. I went on with my life that day and didn't realise he had messaged me on Messenger.

His first message to me was just a greeting and thanking me for accepting the request. The second message was how he expressed that he also loved cats as well and owned an 8 month old kitten.

I had only read his message in the evening and we had then struck up a conversation about our lives and our cats.

Eventually, later on in June, I had finally asked him how old he was. He seemed a little hesitant to tell me his age, fearing that I would stop talking to him.

One thing you should know about me is that I enjoy speaking to older people, often finding conversations with them enriching and thought provoking.

I assured him that I would not get upset with his age and I would definitely not stop talking to him. This seemed to comfort him, and so he proceeded to tell me that he's turning 60 that year.

At first, I was in shock, but quickly made a joke about how my dad was going to be that age the following year. We both laughed off the whole age thing.

I still believed that nothing would ever come from the relationship because what older man wants to be friends with me?

One day, in late August, I had broken up with my boyfriend for a few months. I was manic around this time, so that means I was hypersexual and very happy and impulsive.

I had decided to paint my nails and toe nails. I had told Andre that I did that, and he had asked to see a picture of all my nails. I had struggled to take a picture, but I managed to find a position where my phone was resting on my boobs, and I was able to take a picture of both hands and feet.

I jokingly sent these pictures to him with the caption "you should thank my boobs for the picture!"

He replied that I had sexy feet and hands and he wanted to know what else I could do with them.

This then starts our sexual conversations. I playfully teased him the entire time, telling him that I have soft hands and that I give really good blow jobs and hand jobs. I told him that I've been practicing all my life to pleasure men.

He said to me that he would love me to practice on him. I told him that I would love to.

One day, in late September, I was home alone on a Saturday. All of my family members had gone out. I was extremely horny and lonely and I needed male validation, so I had impulsively sent my adress and invited Andre to my house. He lived about 20 minutes away from me, and he arrived at my house fairly quickly. We greeted each other with a hug and I quickly ushered him into the house due to my nosey neighbours.

I had invited him into the lounge and offered him a glass of water. We made small talk. It was awkward at first because this was our first time meeting each other.

He was a tall man. Extremely tall. He was bald, wore glasses and had a double chin. He wore a checkered collared shirt, but his tummy was sticking out from under the shirt and was visible. This turned me on even more. He had light blue jeans on with black sneakers.

All in all, he was a typical UB. And I loved that. I found him so sexy.

After speaking for 15 minutes about random things, he asked me to sit on him. I stood up and sat on the seat next to him.

He then shook his head and said that he wanted me to sit on his lap. So, I stood up and straddled him, my face facing his and I was looking up into his beautiful brown eyes.

He leaned forward and kissed me. It was awkward at first, because his mouth engulfed my entire mouth and nose, but I tried kissing him back.

I started grinding my cunt against his leg, slowly and unconsciously at first. He then placed his big hand on my my tits, and started groping me, which made me moan loudly.

After a few minutes of him groping and kissing me, he asked me to take him to my room. I led him down the passage to my room.

He told me to take off my pants immediately and then he wanted me to lay on my back so he could eat me out.

I lay on my back with my legs spread while he crawled on top of me and licked me up and down my clit and pussy. I couldn't feel anything though, so I don't count this as being eaten out.

The next moment, he pulled off his jeans and underwear and demanded that I suck his cock.

Holy shit! His cock was thick. Bigger than anything I've ever had in me, which made me scared. But I was determined to pleasure this old man, and that's what I was going to do.

I wrapped my dainty hands around his cock and started stroking him - slowly at first, then increasing my speed. He demanded that I wrap my lips and mouth around him, so I did.

I struggled at first to get his full girth in my mouth, but eventually I managed to fit him in me. He tasted salty - my favourite flavour.

I was bobbing my head up and down his shaft, messing the floor and his socks with my spit. I made sure to look up at him the entire time. That's what good girls do. They keep eye contact.

Eventually he told me he needed to be inside me and I agreed. I needed to be stretched out by his thickness.

He demanded and shouted at me to lay on my back. I did as I was told. I am a good girl.

At first, due to how short I am, and how tall he is, he couldn't stick his cock in me, so we swapped places.

He demanded that I rub my cunt against his cock so it can get wet.

I started grinding my cunt against his cock, slowly at first, and then faster - my cunt making that beautiful wet noise it makes when I'm wet.

Eventually Andre had had enough, and shouted at me to put his cock in me. I complied, but I struggled to fit him inside me. He started getting angry and shouted at me to force it in. So I did.

It hurt at first, but it felt so good to be stretched out by this thick cock. Then I started getting more and more wet as he started playing with my clit as I was grinding on him.

My empty house was filled with the sound of my wet cunt slapping against Andre's cock and balls, the sloppy sound of pussy radiating my room too.

Oh, and the beautiful smell of sex was filling up my room. I can still smell that smell to this day.

Eventually, after grinding myself continuously against Andre, I came. Hard. I moaned like a wanton slut and he praised me for moaning, which caused me to cum again.

I love being praised.

Suddenly, Andre asked me if I've ever been cummed in before. I told him "not enough times". And he smiled. He had told me that he wanted to cum in me so I could feel "a real man cum". And I was so happy.

I told him that I wanted us to cum together. And he loves that idea, so he encouraged me to grind harder and faster against him.

I started literally moving my hips back and forth so aggressively against him, and leaned down to kiss him. The harder I ground myself against Andre, the wetter I got. I got hardly feel his thick cock in me anymore.

Eventually I screamed and told him that I'm close and he pressed my hips down against him and emptied himself in me. I came immediately.

I felt him twitching and filling me up, his warm cum filling up my womb and pussy. Oh fuck, it was such a beautiful feeling.

I came 2 more times during and after he finished inside me. He stayed in me for a while, making sure I took in all his old man cum and made sure it was deep enough inside me to not leak out.

We were both sweating at the end of this, and eventually I crawled off of Andre and put my panties on immediately.

I wish I had taken a picture of my filled cunt. I would have loved to remember this moment forever.

Andre told me to clean off his cock before he left, so I got on my knees and started worshipping his cock again. This time I tasted both him and myself on it. I tasted tangy and a little salty.

But the 2 of us together was a beautiful combination. We tasted amazing together.

Once Andre was satisfied with my clean up job, he put his underwear and jeans back on and announced that he was leaving.

I walked him to my gate, kissed him on his lips and thanked him for coming (no pun intended).

He didn't speak to me for 2 weeks after that, which made me angry and depressed.

I eventually messaged him once my mania had worn off, and cussed him out, claiming that he was only after me for sex.

I then proceeded to block him on Facebook. We have not spoken since October 2023.

I have since regretted blocking him and I desperately wish I could message him again and have this sexual experience again.

Andre was honestly the best sex I've ever had.