natalie1962

Yes, that is me being intimate with a young man in his late 20s to my late 50s in my profile.

My name is Natalie and I'm 59-years old widow. I love the intimacy of all things sexual, especially the feeling of a thick, moving penis between my legs and the release of his semen into my body at the climax of our intimacy. My late husband and I were into many alternative sexual activities including swinging, cuckolding, voyeurism (him watching me without the man knowing).

My husband and I started our alternative lifestyle shortly after we married in 1982 while we were both US Air Force lieutenants stationed at RAF Lakenheathin England. I don't know whether to brag or be ashamed, but I've had sex with quite a few men since 1982. Most from our swinging days, including our experiment with group sex (gang bangs actually), and it's hard to believe I've had that many. Of course I remember pretty much only the very good and the very bad.

But when my husband developed diabetes a few years back and he encouraged me to start meeting guys by myself. I was reluctant at first since we always did things as a team.

Then one day while I was at the mall food court, I was taking a break shopping and reading a book I'd just bought when a rather handsome young man in his 20s came up to me. We began chatting about the book and other things.

I ended up going to his house to see an old book he'd bought. I told my husband where I would be at. I had no intentions of doing anything but look at his book. My husband said that he thinks he was trying to seduce me.

I didn't believe him.

When we got to his home, we chatted and looked at his book.

To my utter amazement, and hour or so after arriving at his house I found myself in his bed, on my back, with the handsome hunk on top of me. I simply loved how he puts his body weight on me, and pounded me with his rhythmic movement of his penis between my legs. I just wrapped my legs around his hips, and held onto him as tightly as I could. I loved the feeling of being completely overpowered by him, and in those few short moments of our lovemaking, I was truly one in body with him.

And the feeling of him filling me with his hot semen, which I felt squirting inside of me in several bursts during his climax. It almost made me come again. And yes, I should have had him wear a condom but it just felt so darn good to have his unsheathed cock inside of me, plus I had a yearning to be filled by him.

When we were done, I remember walking back to my car holding my hand on my lower tummy where his semen was swimming around underneath my hand thinking how lucky I was to have this inside of me.

It was a start of a new way of life for me, at least until my husband died of his illness two years ago. I'm slowly getting back into things as I find my sex drive is still raging and needs satisfying.

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