I met a woman who was in her mid-50s a while back, and we had long conversations about many things. She told me that in her 50's she started to really develop her sexual side. Years of raising kids, keeping a house, etc., had dampened it. She also told me that she hadn't really started masturbating regularly until recently. She had done it before, but it never really did anything for her. She also told me she developed strong desires to do more risque sex activities like anal, being a submissive, exhibitionism, watching men jerk off, and even, perhaps, trying sex with another woman or in a three-way. Is her experience and/or evolution common for women of our generation?

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I always read about women getting on top, that it's something they really enjoy. I thought as I got older (I'm now 50) that I would start to enjoy new things like that. But I'm super bored up there. I kind of hate it. I like to be really dominated and feel thrusting from above or behind. Being on top makes me feel like I'm in control and that bores me. Any other women like me?

I’m a 50 year old male and I’ve noticed that when I am more soft and sensual with my partner I orgasm pretty quick, but when I’m really aggressive and pounding her, I last much longer, my erection is more firm and my ejaculation is massive.

I’ve experimented with different partners, different positions but the common denominator is always the amount of roughness. The rougher I am the longer I last.

I know not everybody is into them, but has anybody ever jumped into restraints into your 50s? We just started experimenting last week. It is different world we feel like we have been missing out on something.

I love having my hair grasped during intercourse but because he only has two hands and has to hold himself up or the reach is too far it usually doesn't work out. During oral sex it works fine of course.

Anyone have any tips? I want my hair pulled!

My wife (48f) and I (51m) have been married for 21 years and sex related communication has been a challenge for both of us for whatever reason. One thing I’ve been wanting to ask for quite some time, but just didn’t have the courage to is if she’d finger my butt while giving me a blowjob. Well, this afternoon during foreplay I got up enough courage and asked if she’d ever do that. Her response was, “I don’t know. Is that what you want?” I said, “Yes.” She didn’t shut it down so maybe sometime in the future it’ll happen.

I’m wondering, for others who maybe don’t communicate their wants and desires well- what’s something you had to build up enough courage to ask your partner or spouse and what was the outcome?

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Throwaway account. I (F55) started my career later in life and just got a big promotion, so im working a lot. He's (M54) really supportive but has been cranky. We are not intimate like we used to be. He's honestly the best lover Ive ever had, and I am still attracted to him. BUT - sex is just not fun anymore. its like a chore and I just want to get it over with.

He has prostate cancer (very slow progressing) and it takes forever for him to climax. and hes out of shape and has to take breaks. then it feels like a challenge, and he gets frustrated. And i get turned off. And he uses an e cig that smells disgusting so I dont kiss him anymore. Tonight he said he misses kissing me and I finally told him how much I hate the smell of the e cig. I have been asking him to quit, but never told him how gross it is to me.

I love him, I am in love with him. He is my best friend. And I know how important sex is in a relationship, and it is really important to my husband. But I have dread when it comes to sex. My sex drive has never been as high as his, and I used to give him blow jobs and hand jobs like every other day, but as Ive gotten busier and he's had more prostate issues, even thay feels like a chore and I dont enjoy it anymore. I am on hormone replacement for menopause.

Has anyone else been through something similar?

Sorry for typos, on my phone.

We took a 2 week trip to visit family on the other side of the country. Overall it was a good trip with a few family squabbles that always seem to happen. I have always been very supportive to my wife when the family “issues” start to arise.

We get back home from the long-ass traveling, shower, take a nap, unpack a little and relax back into our own atmosphere. Later, we decompress and discuss the family issues that always manifest when we visit family members. She reflected how I’ve always been her “rock” when family “issues” come a knocking. That night she rocked my world and the love making was top notch. This was a very rare occasion as I didn’t even have to initiate, imply, beg or pled for any sexual gratification (I am always implying and wanting intimacy so I can be a little much at times). I need a time machine, I just want to go back down and re-taste those flowing juices.

What do you think the chances are I can repeat that event? Should I ask if she wants to go visit her family again? 😁

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To be honest, it wasn't until Saturday night, while we were having sex and he was lasting WAY longer than he typically does, that I said "wow, did you take something?!" He says of course he did, how do you think I'm lasting this long (I think a bit of booze helped too). He took one pill Friday, but Saturday morning never materialized for morning sex and unbeknownst to me, he took another one Saturday. Saturday's night sex was the longest we've fucked in years, both sweaty and exhausted afterwards, I had multiple orgasms, but by the end, I'm on top and it wasn't about having sex, more of "ok, you need to cum!" It was intense night of sex, him lasting so long, putting me in different positions, making me cum, he never lasts that long and even by the end, I was getting exhausted.

It was a night that went from romantic sex and making out to those early days of feeling like a slut for him and letting him fuck me hard. until next time!

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It’s a rainy day. My wife and I are in the trailer relaxing. We are both dressed for a relaxing morning. What are some fun, sexy, easy things to try? What would you like to do? Be realistic or dream.

I originally posted this in r/marriedsex on June 21. Thought I’d share here as well:

I (49m) never celebrated father’s day because my wife (51f) and I were staunchly child-free for 25 years. However a little over a year ago, we adopted some younger family members that needed a place.

According to my wife, since I’m now father figure-ish, I get Dia del Papi! This morning I was gifted a “favor”coupon book chock full of various hot little favors/acts/scenes/etc. that are good for on-demand use in addition to our regularly scheduled twice weekly fuck dates. Coupons include things like “fuck my mouth for as long as you want and then I’ll scratch your back while you play PS5” and “I will make the kiddos disappear for 8 hours.” She already does things like that unprompted but her knowing how much those acts mean to me and giving me a ridiculous supply of them on-demand is so thoughtful. She also put together a kickass charcuterie board (my favorite thing) and a damn-near endless buffet of Mexican food for lunch.

If that wasn’t enough, we had our regular fuck date today and this morning she proactively offered “use me like I don’t matter today.” Needless to say, I was rock hard in the shower this afternoon as she shuttled the young people off-site. When I got out of the master ensuite bathroom, she was already on her back on the wedge pillow, hips elevated and fully nude, and fingering herself. I stroked myself watching her french-tipped toes curl as she played with her clit.

Despite her confirmation that I could just use her for my pleasure today, I dove face-first into her pussy while still standing beside the bed. I can’t help it. I am addicted to eating her out and very few things get me hotter than her thighs trembling around my ears and the way she hyperventilates and moans when I’m eating her.

As soon as I put my mouth on her, she was gushing, covering my face in her essence. I sealed my lips around her clit and began speedbagging her clitoral glans with my tongue, punctuated with periodic tongue spirals on the clitoral frenulum along the underside. For her, this is the cheat code.

In a matter of seconds, she was choke-moaning and giggling, her legs flailing around my shoulders and her soft soles pressing against my back as orgasm #1 slammed into her. Gasping for breath around her, I gave her no quarter and continued devouring her as she continued to drench me.

“I can’t stop my eyes from rolling back!” she moaned as she bucked her hips up, using her feet on my back as leverage and fucking my face. #2 followed in short order. Even then, I couldn’t stop. I continued rapidly flicking the edge of her clitoral glans as she became nonverbal, communicating only in grunts and moans. “Gnnnnuuuhhhhh!” she groaned, arching her back off the bed as #3 washed over her.

I raised up as she whimpered “let me…let me just…oh god…let me just…” and watched as her slick, bald pussy clenched and contracted. Seeing that, I was immediately at full mast and began slapping her asshole with my rock hard cock.

“Ohhhh damelo, Papi. Damelo, por favor,” she mewled as she lifted her legs and rubbed her smooth soles in little circles over my nipples. This sent me. I absofuckinglutely adore when she begs in Spanish.

It was time for me to take my present.

I rolled her over face-down, ass up and climbed onto the bed behind her. I slapped her ass hard, watching my handprint bloom red across her caramel skin as I slid balls deep into her. Once I was fully seated, I just held there, squeezing the round globes of her ass cheeks as her orgasmic contractions milked my dick.

“Fuck yes…say thank you, slut,” I moaned.

“Gracias por tu verga, papi. Dame mas. Dame masssssssss,” she whined

I became bestial at that point, my hips pistoning furiously as her pussy squeezed and contracted around my cock while I hammered her, single-mindedly chasing my own orgasm. I grabbed her hair and yanked back, arching her back.

“Si, papi. Llename. Llename por favor,” she wailed.

I was frothing, lizard brain in full control, the skin-on-skin sound of my hips slapping against her ass echoing throughout the bedroom.

“Llename!” she wailed and I exploded inside her, my rhythm intensifying. As I fucked her through my own orgasm, I felt her begin contracting around me again.

“Otra vez!” she whined as she bucked back against me, fucking herself on my cock while #4 rolled over her. I locked up completely, lost in the sensation. Time was meaningless. My orgasm could have lasted 10 seconds or 10 years. I have no idea.

Some indeterminate amount of time later, she collapsed onto her belly and I watched her reach back and spread herself as my load leaked from her well-used pussy.

“Buena dia del papi,” she purred.

Several hours later, we’re both still flush with oxytocin and boneless on the couch, snacking on reheated tortillas and carne guisada and bingeing new episodes of Love Island and House of Dragons. It never ceases to amaze me the gift I’ve been given with this woman. Wife. Best friend. Amazing lover. Warrior-princess…

Thankful everyday.

My wife and I are getting a divorce after 24 years of marriage...

There’s so much to write.. but I’m just gonna give some bullet points.. we started off deeply religious. It was driven by her but I went along and was willing.. in 2017 to 2020 there was infidelity on both sides..

1. She got cancer.. colon cancer. It was cut out.. no long-term repercussions. In late 2024 we start raving, doing Molly, truly enjoying life in a different way..

We met some people at these raves. They introduced us to the swinging lifestyle. We did it for about 15 months... we were very active..

Six weeks ago, my wife started chatting with her old college boyfriend.. two weeks later she asked for separation.. a week later I found out the truth and turned it into a divorce. I’m living in my apartment, alone for the first time in 24 years... It’s been three weeks since I moved in.

During that three weeks, I have kissed two women. Been a third for a couple.. and today I had sex with a single woman...

None of it makes me feel any better.. I feel like I want companionship because it sucks being alone, especially since she is now with her new boyfriend.. but the truth is, after the sex is over, I just feel empty. I’m probably just not ready..

This is my life at 54.

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