A Man's True Feelings Come Out After Orgasm
No matter how lustful the man I'm with is, the few moments after he ejaculates inside of me is when I can read his true feelings and how he sees me. Though I very much enjoy sex with much younger men than myself (I'm 59 and love guys in their 20s and early 30s) the problem with them is that they tend to operate in pure a****l lust mode when we meet and will say and do anything to get me into bed. And if I go for it I have to admit I love their energy levels, their stamina, and their ability to reload for a second or third release of sperm inside of me. And I almost feel like a vampire as I can almost feel their energy levels flowing into my body with each thrust culminating when they release their very potent sperm inside of me. Not that I can get pregnant at my age but I still enjoy having such life giving semen inside of my body. It usually gives me a huge boost of ego and I feel wonderful the next day due to the antidepressant effects of sperm due to the hormones it contains.
But truth be told, the only reason a young man of 20 or so shares my bed with someone so old like me is that they are thinking with their cock and not their head. I suppose I take advantage of it and enjoy the few moments of pleasure joining my old body with someone in such good shape and young. There are exceptions, but with most younger men I can tell very quickly what they think of me in the few moments after he ejaculates inside of me. It's a great truth detector in what his true feelings are. Up until that point when we are kissing, touching, cuddling, receiving oral, and then enjoying him moving between my legs, his face is a shining light of pure love and respect. But when he tells me he is about to come I look at his face and watch the explosion of pleasure in his face and feel his warm sperm entering my body, and then I look into his eyes and hope beyond hope that I will see what I want to see: pure respect and tenderness for me. But most of the time after the pleasures of his ejaculation is over and he's released his semen into my body there is a few moments when I can read disgust in his eyes for what he has done. He's disgusted for being with someone as old as my self. Old enough to be his mother and and in some cases his grandmother. Perhaps he had a deep dark fantasy of having sex with his mother and used me to fulfill his sick fantasy. I never know for sure as that is something they wouldn't admit, but I can read that disgust in his face and I know that this won't last beyond today.
Don't get me wrong, I'm using him for my own pleasures as well and the young men I bed tend to do a good job in pleasuring me. But that's because I make them promise to stay and give me at least two separate poundings between my legs and a third if they can manage it. It's how I can keep them in bed with me after their first round. If I didn't make them promise this I suspect many would flee my bed as soon as they were done. But the second time they are spent and generally go slower and take longer to orgasm, meaning they are inside of me longer, and so I often orgasm with them inside of me that second (or third time). But again, when they come inside of me I look again into their eyes and see the disgust and the longing to leave my bed. If they are truly disgusted I will let them leave after the second round. Sometimes they aren't and then we can have a third, every enjoyable time together. Usually the ones who fuck me a third time aren't disgusted with me and we become somewhat friends with benefits.
Anyway, that's what happened a few days ago when an Xhamster member I've been chatting with and took me up on my offer to come to my home. I've given my address now and then to men from this site in the hopes they would pay me a visit. I don't want to go out to dinner or meet for coffee. I want them to come over for a good talk before we join our bodies as one. This young man had been chatting with me and was begging me to come over my home and I eventually gave in and gave him my address. When he arrived he was quite handsome and we had a great time chatting and I could tell he was in pure lust mode. We ended up in bed and he was a little bit quick on the draw and came way too fast for me, but he had that look of horror in his eyes of what he had done (he was 22 years old). He managed to keep his promise and he fucked me a second time and I actually came that time, but when he was done he didn't stay around much longer despite my offer to cook him dinner.
So, he quickly got up, dressed, and barely said goodbye to me. As I lay there naked in my bed feeling his semen dribbling out of my body, I felt so used and wondered why I do this to myself. Perhaps I need to meet with older men in their 40s and 50s who won't abandon me in my bed when I need them most, after the lovemaking when I need the feel of a man holding my body and telling me I am beautiful.
As I sat there in my bed in the dark...I cried.
But truth be told, the only reason a young man of 20 or so shares my bed with someone so old like me is that they are thinking with their cock and not their head. I suppose I take advantage of it and enjoy the few moments of pleasure joining my old body with someone in such good shape and young. There are exceptions, but with most younger men I can tell very quickly what they think of me in the few moments after he ejaculates inside of me. It's a great truth detector in what his true feelings are. Up until that point when we are kissing, touching, cuddling, receiving oral, and then enjoying him moving between my legs, his face is a shining light of pure love and respect. But when he tells me he is about to come I look at his face and watch the explosion of pleasure in his face and feel his warm sperm entering my body, and then I look into his eyes and hope beyond hope that I will see what I want to see: pure respect and tenderness for me. But most of the time after the pleasures of his ejaculation is over and he's released his semen into my body there is a few moments when I can read disgust in his eyes for what he has done. He's disgusted for being with someone as old as my self. Old enough to be his mother and and in some cases his grandmother. Perhaps he had a deep dark fantasy of having sex with his mother and used me to fulfill his sick fantasy. I never know for sure as that is something they wouldn't admit, but I can read that disgust in his face and I know that this won't last beyond today.
Don't get me wrong, I'm using him for my own pleasures as well and the young men I bed tend to do a good job in pleasuring me. But that's because I make them promise to stay and give me at least two separate poundings between my legs and a third if they can manage it. It's how I can keep them in bed with me after their first round. If I didn't make them promise this I suspect many would flee my bed as soon as they were done. But the second time they are spent and generally go slower and take longer to orgasm, meaning they are inside of me longer, and so I often orgasm with them inside of me that second (or third time). But again, when they come inside of me I look again into their eyes and see the disgust and the longing to leave my bed. If they are truly disgusted I will let them leave after the second round. Sometimes they aren't and then we can have a third, every enjoyable time together. Usually the ones who fuck me a third time aren't disgusted with me and we become somewhat friends with benefits.
Anyway, that's what happened a few days ago when an Xhamster member I've been chatting with and took me up on my offer to come to my home. I've given my address now and then to men from this site in the hopes they would pay me a visit. I don't want to go out to dinner or meet for coffee. I want them to come over for a good talk before we join our bodies as one. This young man had been chatting with me and was begging me to come over my home and I eventually gave in and gave him my address. When he arrived he was quite handsome and we had a great time chatting and I could tell he was in pure lust mode. We ended up in bed and he was a little bit quick on the draw and came way too fast for me, but he had that look of horror in his eyes of what he had done (he was 22 years old). He managed to keep his promise and he fucked me a second time and I actually came that time, but when he was done he didn't stay around much longer despite my offer to cook him dinner.
So, he quickly got up, dressed, and barely said goodbye to me. As I lay there naked in my bed feeling his semen dribbling out of my body, I felt so used and wondered why I do this to myself. Perhaps I need to meet with older men in their 40s and 50s who won't abandon me in my bed when I need them most, after the lovemaking when I need the feel of a man holding my body and telling me I am beautiful.
As I sat there in my bed in the dark...I cried.
3 years ago
