Wow! I can't believe it's been two years since I've updated my Blog. As they say time does fly when you're having fun.  I have been quite busy so I'm sorry about that but hopefully time will allow me to get back on track on a more regular basis.

I promised more of my life's sexual adventures and I will be posting more soon. There's been a lot and still are. And I've been asked many, many questions over the years, such as when I first fucked, how many men have I fucked, etc. I'll try and summarize some of those questions and provide the answers for the curious.

One question that does come to mind was "do you still like sucking and fucking as much since you're mature?"  A quick answer is: I love sex as much now as I ever have.  And another is "do younger men still want to fuck you?'  The answer to that which I personally know, is yes, without hesitation. I read recently that Google's biggest Adult search terms in 2013 were things like  "Milfs" "mature", things along those lines. Those searches were followed by a distant "teenage girls". I think that tells you that men of all ages still have fantasies and obsessions of fucking their teacher, the woman next door, the buddies Mom and maybe their own Mom!

This really struck home a couple of years ago when my son was staying with me for a bit and I walked in and he and several of his friends were talking sex and who they'd like to fuck and I heard one, then another say me. I should have left but instead, I stayed out of sight and listened. I could hear my son expressing embarrassment  at it but it didn't stop them talking about me and what they liked about me and what they would do. They then all chimed in about different Moms and other older women. These boys, just over 20 weren't talking about teenage girls, which you would think. They were fantasizing about fucking women in their 40's and 50's.  Was I little surprised? Sure. Was I flattered? You bet. Was I turned on? I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little bit.

As I was about to make my escape, I peeked into the room and it seems when they were having this conversation, they had taken their cocks out and were stroking them. I must say there was a lot of nice hard meat on display. I knew I better go........or who knows what might happen?

I went back out drove around, had a coffee and left them alone for about an hour. When I got back I made sure I made noise as I came in. They were still sitting in the room but covered back up and talking about this and that.

Later when they left I noticed a box of Kleenex on the table and a wastebasket almost full of used tissues. I picked up every one and sniffed and even licked the wet spots of them.

This part of my life wasn't over as I would find out in less than a month after.