A fifty-year-old woman

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I remember around 2008, the movie I downloaded the most was Aya Shino, which ushered in my era of watching mature women in adult films. In recent years, my favorite mature Japanese actress is Eriko Miura. I think her looks are a bit like Liu Tao, and her acting always carries a touch of shyness, both innocent and alluring. Today, I accidentally discovered that Eriko Miura is still active in the adult film industry in 2020, and she recently released a new film. I checked her information and found that she was born in 1969, making her 51 years old this year. Since ancient times, whether in China or abroad, the younger a woman is, the more beautiful and attractive she is; the older a woman is, the less desire men have for her. Actually, the Japanese adult film market differs from the European and American markets in that Japan produces many films featuring women in their fifties and even sixties, indicating that there is still a market for these mature women's films. I wonder what the oldest actress in the adult films you download is? If a 50-year-old mature woman with some charm asked you to have sex, would you agree?

Let me tell you about the oldest woman I've ever been with! This happened several years ago; I was only 30 then. She added me through WeChat's "People Nearby" feature, using my alternate account, which had many explicit pictures in its Moments. After adding her, she not only didn't delete me but also proactively asked, "Why are all your Moments filled with those kinds of photos? Aren't you afraid your family and colleagues will see them?" I told her it was just my alternate account, used for hooking up with women. Looking at her Moments, my initial impression was that she seemed like a sophisticated woman with a high quality of life. Judging from her many photos, she wore nice clothes and had a good figure (I later learned she was 165cm tall and weighed less than 100 pounds). Her daughter was studying in the US, and I estimated she was around 45 years old.

I complimented her on her beauty and elegance, expressing my desire to date her. She laughed and said it was impossible; she was already 50 and almost retired. She hadn't had sex for many years and had long lost interest. Moreover, she had separated from her husband after 40. Hearing that she was 50, I was actually quite excited. Because I've been with many women—women in their twenties, thirties, and forties—but never a fifty-year-old woman. She piqued my curiosity. What's a fifty-year-old woman's genitals like? Is it all dark and sore? Does a fifty-year-old woman still have lubrication? What does it feel like to penetrate a fifty-year-old woman?

So I sent her some pornographic videos. She scolded me for being too bad, for arousing her desire. She hadn't experienced sex in years and had almost forgotten what it felt like. However, she said she wouldn't agree to be with me because I was too young; I could be her son. I told her that many sons-in-law have relationships with their mothers-in-law in real life. Age isn't a problem. I know that women her age are mostly conservative when they're young, and their sex lives are traditional. I asked her if her husband had ever licked her clitoris, and she said no. She had seen it on pornographic tapes before, and it looked very pleasurable, but her husband had never licked her genitals. She said that after sleeping in separate rooms from her husband, she masturbates and can orgasm by rubbing her clitoris. I told her I was willing to lick her clitoris and vulva, and to put my tongue inside her vagina. She started to get interested; after all, she was already past the age of 50 and hadn't experienced this kind of pleasure yet. I asked her if she had gone through menopause, and she said no, maybe because she took good care of herself, she hadn't gone through menopause even after 50. She told me she had an IUD when she was younger, but after she turned 40, she slept in separate beds for a short time and had it removed, so she didn't need it anymore.
Then I continued to persuade her, suggesting that while she was still menopausal and could still produce vaginal lubrication, she should make an appointment with me, to really enjoy the taste of sex, to seize the last moments of sexual intercourse and let herself enjoy it. After a few days of flirting, she finally agreed.

One evening around 6 pm, my wife had to work overtime and wouldn't be home until 9 pm. I asked her if she was off work, and she said she was already home. I knew her neighborhood wasn't far from mine. I suggested we go to her place for a while, but she disagreed, saying she was afraid the neighbors would see and cause trouble. (As mentioned before, her social media posts showed a very refined lifestyle; her clothes, shoes, and sunglasses were all designer brands. Her daughter was studying in the US, and she mentioned working at a bank in a leadership position. She said her work wasn't too busy, and I could chat with her anytime during the day; she replied to messages instantly. I guessed her husband must be a high-ranking official in the city, otherwise, how could a woman in her fifties have such means?)
Then I invited her to my house. I told her my wife wouldn't be back until very late, and she initially declined. Later, I said, "Come and see what I think of my home's decor," and she agreed. She said she'd take a shower first, since it was summer and she was sweating, so she'd wash her hair and body before coming. I gave her my address, and she arrived 40 minutes later.

My first impression was that she was indeed very old; her photos were all heavily edited. In person, she clearly took care of herself; her skin was fairly fair, but her facial skin was very loose, and she had many wrinkles around her eyes, and some gray hair. She was wearing a floral dress, and her figure was quite good—just my type. Her figure hadn't changed; as mentioned before, she was 165cm tall and weighed less than 100 pounds. She was wearing black stockings and high heels, and her legs were beautiful.

So I put my arm around her waist, complimenting her on how much prettier she was in person than in photos, and then led her to the guest room. I pushed her down onto the bed, and she stood up, saying she wanted to go home; she still couldn't get over her mental block. How could I let the duck that was already in my mouth fly away? Even if she was an old duck, haha! So I hugged her and started kissing her. It felt amazing; if I closed my eyes and kissed her, it felt like hugging a girl in her twenties. Her tongue was very soft, intertwining with mine. My right hand moved down from her waist, touching her buttocks. Because she was relatively light, and probably because she worked in an office all year, her buttocks were flat, not very fleshy, and felt soft to the touch, unlike the rounded and elastic buttocks of a woman in her thirties. After kissing for a while, she slumped into my arms, her legs unable to support her. I pushed her onto the bed, kissing her while touching her breasts. Although she was a B-cup, her breasts were very loose and flat, the nipples not very large or dark in color. I unhooked her bra, playing with her right breast with one hand and licking her left breast with my tongue. She was already panting. Then my right hand moved down to her thighs, which were covered in smooth black stockings. Next, I touched her vulva; she was wearing silk panties, and my fingers could feel that the area around her vaginal opening was wet. Now, let's start a new discussion and

focus on what a 50-year-old woman's vagina looks like. In our imagination, a 50-year-old woman, after 30 years of "battle," would have a very dark vagina, right? I thought so too. I was also curious to see just how dark a 50-year-old woman's vagina could be, and what it actually looked like. I didn't take off her stockings, but directly pulled down her panties! Surprise! Surprise! Surprise! What kind of vagina was before me? Her pubic hair wasn't sparse, and it wasn't the thick, curly kind I'd imagined. Instead, like her hair, it was black, straight, and soft. However, I noticed several white pubic hairs. Yes, white pubic hairs. Her inner thighs and labia majora hadn't darkened with age; the color was slightly darker compared to her fair thighs. Her labia minora weren't large, rather small, with only a small portion protruding from the labia majora, and their color was surprisingly pink. Completely different from what I'd imagined. Perhaps a very small number of nitpickers will think I'm exaggerating after typing so much, but I can only say that what I saw was truly like that—a genuine surprise! I encountered an amazing older woman whose vagina was even more tender than my wife's—it was unbelievable! (Think about the porn you see; some actresses in their 20s have very dark vaginas, while others in their 30s or 40s have relatively clean and pinkish vaginas. It varies from person to person, it's not absolute. I recommend watching a film by actress Yuko Morishita; she's 54, and her vagina is still quite light in color.) Back to this 50-year-old woman, just looking at her vagina, it looked like that of a 20-year-old girl. Her clitoris was hidden inside the clitoral hood. I gently pulled it out; it wasn't large, no bigger than a soybean. It was very clean inside; she must have thoroughly cleaned herself before coming to my house. I brought my nose close to her clitoris and smelled it, because I was worried that older women might have gynecological problems or an unpleasant odor. I smelled it carefully, but there was no odor at all; the entire vulva even had a faint scent of shower gel. So I knelt down and gently licked her. Her reaction was intense; she held my head with both hands. Before, she had been rather reserved and dared not make a sound, but now she finally couldn't help but moan. While licking her clitoris, I inserted my left index finger into her vagina. It was warm, but not particularly wet.

I licked her for a while, and by then her eyes were glazed over. I lay on top of her and continued kissing her lips, asking if she wanted my big cock inside her. She was incredibly excited and nodded, then desperately sucked my tongue into her mouth.

I quickly pulled down my pants; my cock was already eager. I gripped it with my right hand, moistened it with her juices, and then pushed it in a centimeter, immediately pulling it out and rubbing the head against her clitoris. I did this several times, but wouldn't go in. She tried to lift her buttocks, wanting me to go in. I said, "Beg me, and I'll go in." She was almost crying, her voice trembling as she said, "Please, my little darling, just go in and let me feel good." I looked at her, and taking advantage of her inattention, I thrust in all the way in. She couldn't help but scream, "Ah!"

As mentioned before, this 50-year-old woman's pussy was pink and tender, truly a sight to behold, making one's mouth water. So what does it feel like to penetrate? Stay tuned for the next installment! We'll keep you in suspense. Please share your thoughts: what's the oldest woman you've ever slept with? What did it feel like?

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