[FM] My (40f) first sexual experience with a younger guy (26m) was supposed to be just a massage…

This is really long wow, but it might not be a very exciting story judging by some of the other stories on this subreddit. But it happened about 7 weeks ago and I cannot stop thinking about it so I’m going to write it out here.

I’ve been married for over 15 years and had never been sexual with anyone but my husband, ever before. And our marriage is fine, it’s just that sexually it hasn’t been… exciting, exhilarating, for a long time. And my favorite thing in the world is to have him go down on me, and he does to make me happy, but never for very long. It’s wonderful but I always want more. It was about a year and a half ago that I started reading things and looking at things that I shouldn’t. I’m not going to dwell on that but suffice to say, I was feeling a real wondering about what experiences might be out there… and I definitely have developed a fantasy about being with much younger guys.

Anyway… about 2 months ago I came across a post (not reddit) from a really attractive younger guy that he had just bought a massage table and wanted to break it in by giving a long sensual massage. I won’t lie, I got wet just reading it and thinking about it. I didn’t tell him that though when I reached out to him! I just said it sounded wonderful but I probably wasn’t what he was looking for since I was 40 and bigger and married. But he was incredibly welcoming and understanding and said he would love to give me a massage. He asked full body or just shoulders/back and I knew I *should* say just shoulders/back but I texted back full body… my fingers were trembling so hard I could hardly type. That was the first moment I KNEW I was doing something I really really shouldn’t. But I couldn’t help myself, it was like an out of body experience watching myself type these words. I must have annoyed him asking over and over if he was OK with this and it just being a massage and not sex or anything. He was really sweet and patient with me.

The day we agreed on came. I had made arrangements and as far as hubby knew I was going out for a “girls night” with friends. Keeping it a secret from him was the second big sign I really shouldn’t be doing this but … I did. And another clue was probably the fact I spent 2 hours shaving, doing my hair and makeup (ok I admit I only did very light makeup because my hands wouldn’t stop trembling)

I went to his house and he opened the door with the biggest warmest smile ever and I immediately got a little weak in the knees, especially since I couldn’t help but notice his eyes flicker for an instant down to my cleavage (yes I admit I picked a sweater that showed a little). It must have been so obvious how nervous I was but he was so smooth about setting me at ease. He even made me laugh a little. He has a really sexy voice. He was really patient with me but after maybe 20 minutes we went into his guest room where he had the massage table laid out and said “okay, I’ll step out for a couple minutes so you can get undressed and lie down, you can use that sheet there” and I tried to act cool but the truth is I almost squirted right there and then.

I stripped down to just my panties and lay down and then he came in and my god, his hands were *magic*. He had vanilla scented oil and he made abundant use of it. He worked on my back and shoulders for a long time and commented that I seemed really tense. But it was melting away so quickly and I didn’t even know it was possible to simultaneously feel so relaxed and so turned on. It was like I was going to fall asleep and orgasm at the same time, I can’t even describe it. But I know when he started to tease me by gliding his fingertips down and up my sides it was like *fire* it felt so good. I couldn’t help but sigh in pleasure a little bit.

At this point I was still covered from the waist down and he let his hands rest just above my hips and leaned down and said “should I keep going?” We had already agreed I was going to get the full body treatment but I really liked that he asked if it was okay first. I nodded and said a “mhm” and he slid the sheet down and started working on my butt and thighs. I realize now that this was the point of no return for me. I was so turned on and I knew that he knew it. He was working on my thighs and his hand would just barely touch my panties as it moved up and down and I couldn’t help but flinch and shiver. He moved down to my feet and then back up and I don’t remember doing it, but he said later that when his hands moved back up past my knees I slid my thighs open just an inch. I don’t remember doing that but I believe it. I don’t even really remember much at this point, I was so overwhelmed with the things I was feeling. But as his hands came up I felt him with just one finger slowly, lightly, deliberately brush along my pussy over my panties.

And I orgasmed. *So hard*. Right then and there. I don’t think I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life, I almost leaped off the table and kept saying “I’m sorry, I’m sorry” and he just smiled and said it’s okay and I can just lie back down and he would be happy to continue. The way he said it just made me melt, I knew what he meant by “continue” and there was no way I was going to stop it.

Like I said I was so far gone on cloud nine that my memory is honestly hazy on the details of what happened… but within a minute or two he had removed my panties and begun to work on my pussy with his tongue. And then my clit. It was the very first time any man but my husband had never touched me down there and I have never experienced anything like it in all my life. I don’t know how many orgasms I had. It was a lot. It felt like I gushed gallons into his face. It felt like it went on for days, years, forever. It was about 20 or 25 minutes that he ate me out without stopping, by far the longest I’ve ever had. I was completely out of control and at some point I heard myself saying “I want you inside me I want you inside me” over and over. He stopped and said “you are so sexy” among some other, dirtier things while he was taking off his pants and putting on a condom.

He had to help me off the massage table and onto the little guest room bed, I couldn’t even walk the like 5 feet there. But as soon as we were there he pushed me down onto my back and pulled my legs up and open and just rammed himself into me. He wasn’t huge or anything, about the same size as my husband I think… but we had sex for a long time. Longer than I ever had before. And it wasn’t like gentle or slow either, he really let me have it. I had at least two or three more orgasms and I was just saying “yes yes yes yes yes yes” over and over like a teenager, I literally could not even form words.

I was so exhausted that after we finally stopped I fell asleep like instantly and he let me sleep there for like 2 hours. It was almost midnight when I woke up and then I was a complete emotional wreck. I was sobbing like a baby while I was getting dressed (and drinking like a gallon of water, I have never been thirstier in my life than that moment) and he was really kind and understanding even then. But I had to ask him to just let me get myself together and leave. I don’t know how I even got home without wrecking the car. I hid everything from my husband of course but the truth is I cried off and on for a week after that, I won’t even try to describe all the emotions. But I can’t stop thinking about that night. I guess I never will.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rhfc9y/fm_my_40f_first_sexual_experience_with_a_younger