I have taught that the sky in all its zones is mortal and its substance was formed by a process of birth
I don't know. I haven't really decided 100% if the large age difference is simply cultural/social, or (and more likely) the underlying reality is that younger women and men make better matches for biological/genetic reasons (and the social opinions are just poor reflections of that reality). Afterall, in some cultures an older man could make a much better provider and protector for children.
In any case, for me I've decided that while there are occasionally younger women that amaze and impress me with their personalities, a sexual relationship is just not realistic and it would make more sense for them to be with someone their own age or thereabouts, and likewise me with someone my own age. Anything is possible of course, but life is short, and I'm aware enough that I do know the difference between attraction because of personalties vs attraction for genetic/biological (aka, older guy is driven to pass on his genes via a younger woman) drive. Not that I don't have the later in abundance, but I'm also very aware of it and don't confuse it with the former.





I was going to stay out of this, but what the hell...
By far the most dynamic and demanding sex machine I have ever encountered--and I have run into some real freaks--was 19 years old.
I could have been her dad, as far as biological age was concerned.
The girl was amazing--and inspiring as well. You had to fuck her like a jackhammer to get her to come--but by god when she did, you knew all about it, and so did everyone for a three block radius. She made you want to do it again and again, just to hear her cry out like that--it was beautiful and infinitely captivating. There wasn't much in the way of slow, soft lovemaking with this girl.
Then she would turn around and want even more in a remarkably short period of time--like 10 minutes or so. If I wasn't up to it, that gigantic industrial grade vibrator would do the job, after 5, 6, or 7 repetitions.
She was also the only woman I have ever run into who could deep throat me, without batting an eye. Enthusiastically and frequently, with great relish. She would do so at any pretext, out of the blue, at a moment's notice, with no warning whatsoever. She did it once when I was on the phone with my parents, for god's sake. She did it while pretending to listen to the incessantly babbling of her hopelessly deluded RIL. The hell if I stopped her either time.
And she had very, very little experience prior to meeting me. Like almost none at all. The girl was a natural.
She sure wasn't after my money, I had none at the time, and I never hid it from her.
The relationship was doomed from the start, of course, and we both knew it. Such was the magnificence of her mind, I went and plunged in anyway. Maybe my much greater life experience made it easier to win her heart, but it didn't save me from yielding up my own with equal abandon.
Believe it or not, though, it was her mind that really hooked me, not so much the sex, even it was phenomenal.
Would I do it again? Hell no. Do I regret it? No way, only that it didn't end better--though I have seen way worse breakups, trust me.
Wherever she is, she is making some lucky guy very happy--if he's up to pleasing her--and more power to her...
You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Free your mind, and your ass will follow.
George Clinton
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