Do I like younger men? Sleeping with younger men? Sure, what’s not to love! I’m open to men of all ages but do have a special place in my heart for those much younger. At age 34, I slept with my first virgin, something I thought would never actually happen after thirty. I’d always dated men around the same age or older. The sex, of course, wasn’t great, but the experience was special. I felt like I’d done a good job in initiating a young man. Since then, I’ve had a boyfriend who was ten years younger and another, fourteen years older.
For a serious relationship, I usually don’t think it can work when a man is more than five years younger, mostly because his maturity isn’t where I’d like it. But for hookups and flings, it’s a definite go. And these cougar-cub relationships are easy to find as more and more younger men are looking for mature women because older women are more experienced with sex.
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My last cub was sixteen years younger! Once I got past that number I was able to have fun and remind myself I still had it going on! I picked him up at a bar and found out he had been visiting my country for almost a year. The sad news was that he was going back in a few weeks. There was no time to waste!
We had three 24-hour dates where all we did was stay in bed or in the bath. He was very hot and had a rock-hard body because he’d been in the military. Even though he was sexy as hell, I could tell he was inexperienced, likely due to his shy demeanor. For some reason these types bring out my confident playful side. I asked if I could tie him up at one point (prepared to say I was just joking if he seemed appalled) but he eagerly said yes. Most men I’d been with love tying women up but are afraid of the vulnerability of being tied themselves.
I couldn’t find my handcuffs, so I used rope. It’s not ideal, but I wrapped it loose. And not only did I tie him up, but I blindfolded him as well. I introduced him to sensory play with feathers, ice cubes, heating pads, my fingernails, and tweezers. I even worked in a little spanking with the wooden spoon. He was new to all of this and loved every minute of it. It was fun being on the other side, to exercise my inner dominatrix.
Suffice it to say, I was very sad when he went home. I wonder if he has continued with his kinky explorations. I hope so!
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