Are you keeping up with my friend @LingerieGoddess (Twitter) blog of her pleasure research? Her writing of her sexual adventures is amazing in my opinion and I usually am turned off by the sugary vanilla writings of most “erotica”. Not Margaret’s. Hers is what I call the Goldilocks of my taste in reading about another person’s sexual adventures….Not too hard and not too soft….just right.
Margaret IS so Sexy and Fabulous Over 40. We met in a women’s group where women are encouraged to explore and express their pleasures in order to enjoy their own lives more and even improve their relationships with men. This is the anti-slut arena because if you can’t fully embrace and enjoy your sexuality by the time you’re 40 I don’t know when you ever will. She inspires me to write my adventures.
Here’s Margaret’s first story:
S is my type of man. 6′ tall, black hair, hazel eyes, strong body, well dressed, beautiful lips with a masculine elegance that immediately drew me to him. He’s smart, funny, successful, evolved, fit and one of the most exciting lovers I’ve kept in my life over the last few months for regular pleasure rendezvous. The first night I met him, we drank Margaritas and laughed about everything. I couldn’t stop checking out his sexy body and thinking about what he looked like undressed. He was adorable in his perfectly fitting dark blue jeans that showed off the strong muscular thighs and tight body. I think he had on a lavender button down shirt, which he was able to pull off without appearing too metro-sexual, in fact it made him even more interesting to me. The words and conversations just faded in the background as we sipped our drinks, mine with salt, his without. I do recall the focus was primarily on me, he was great at getting me to talk about myself, which was a big change for me.
But there was only one thing on my mind at the bar and that involved taking our clothes off and exploring his body. I wanted to devour him from the moment he said hello and started talking to me. My pussy was hungry to be filled up and worshipped and he was perfect for what I desired. I remember the moment that he put his strong hands on my waist and gave me a caress at the bar, my body reacted as though I had felt his touch before. Facing each other smiling, he leaned toward me, looking into my eyes, he kissed me sweetly. His full lips were soft and my heart pounded in my chest as I slowly took in the delicious taste of his mouth. This man knew how to kiss me the way I liked to be kissed, he was relaxed yet confident in the way he took me into his arms.
Hungry for more of the sweetness of his touch, we jumped in a cab back to his place. I had no idea that this would be one of the hottest nights of my life. He lived in a big doorman building, one that I’ve been in before, I actually lived there briefly when I was much younger. Familiar surroundings, I felt relaxed, buzzed and excited to be with him. We took the elevator and kissed all the way up to his apartment. He opened his door and in the darkness pushed me up against the wall in the foyer, his body pressed against me as he kissed me passionately. I surrendered to his strength, enjoying being taken, being his for that moment, letting him strip off everything I had on. He unbuttoned my dress and slipped it off so that I was standing in black patent leather heels and black lace bra and panties. Even though it was dark, he could see my delicious curves as the city lights shone through the windows. I felt weak in the knees and nervously excited by his hunger for me. You know that look men get when they need to fuck, I felt like an animal in heat and he was ready to take me.
Still standing, his hands and mouth began exploring my body, his lips found my breasts and he teased my nipples through the lace as his hands played with and stroked me through my panties. He kept me there and didn’t let me touch him, holding my hands back on the wall each time I tried to feel him. I obeyed and breathed deeply as I received pleasure from his mouth. He knelt down before me and slipped off my lace panties and slowly took in my scent as he kissed my thighs, teasing me and getting me worked up to feel his hot tongue between my legs. Every woman should experience this feeling, being fully desired by a beautiful man who loves to serve and pleasure her. I loved standing above him and looking down watching him on his knees below me. He pushed my legs open wide so that he could enjoy licking all of my pussy. I luxuriated at the level of skill and competence he performed on me, it was such a relief to be with a lover who intuitively knew what gave me pleasure. We were certainly off to a fantastic start…
more S to cum tomorrow 😉
Be sure to follow her blog to see where the story goes!
Now what does this have to do with my message of Sexy and Fabulous Over 40?
When you’re a woman who stands for herself, who explores her pleasure, who is grounded in superlative confidence, THIS is the kind of sex you will be having, yes you can even train your husband if necessary, you hold all the cards in the bedroom, then you my darling will be a woman who is a sensuous alpha female creating your dream life.
I have called Margaret after she has had one of these nights. I want you to imagine how she feels afterwards. She is smiling, radiating energy, bothered by nothing, and attracting the people, places, and things she needs to have the most productive day. This sexual bliss touches not only her psyche, but her home life, her bank account, her business, because who wouldn’t be drawn to Margaret when she is in this state of mind? Imagine how your life would be if you could harness and hold this energy for yourself.
This is what Sexy and Fabulous Over 40 is.
Did you read it yet?