I'm sure I'm not the only man who has felt this way. I am in love with a beautiful woman named Rachel. However, I can no longer perform sexually as well as I could when I was a younger man. I want to keep her happy and sexually satisfied, but the older I get the more difficult it becomes.
Rachel is 55, brunette, 5'7" and 130 lbs. She has big blue eyes, 36 DD breasts, and a killer ass with long perfect legs. Rachel is multi-orgasmic and is able to experience one wonderful orgasm after another. She eventually reaches a point where she has to stop. Four, five or six orgasms in a night is the norm for her. While Rachel can still perform sexually as if she were a young woman, I grow increasingly frustrated with my inability to get as hard as I would like and to orgasm as often as I once could.
Rachel and I have discussed my failing sexual performance and my frustration with it on many occasions. I am able to please her to multiple orgasms orally, but wish I could please her more with a hard cock. I tell Rachel how much I love her and how much I love making love to her. I've explained to her that I would enjoy watching her with one, two, three or more well endowed younger men, who could satisfy her with their hard cocks for as long as she could stand. I would love to see her pleased more than one man can do alone, especially an older man. Rachel reacts to this by saying;
"I love you very much too and I love making love to you, also. However, what you're suggesting isn't going to happen!"
As time goes on my sexual performance continues to decline and my frustration with not being able to completely satisfy Rachel continues to grow. So, despite Rachel's reluctance, I decided to resort to desperate measures.
Over the years, I have had the opportunity to meet numerous black men. Many of them are younger than I and I've become friendly with more than just a few. Rachel has met many of them and they always give her a good once over whenever she's around. I have asked her if she has caught them checking her out and she says;
"Checking me out?"
"I don't think so!"
It had been a long week, so Rachel and I had already decided that we would be staying home on Saturday. I had also suggested to her that Saturday evening we might have a naughty night watching some porn. Rachel readily agreed. She even suggested that we could start drinking earlier than usual.
The desperate measures I took were simple. That afternoon, I reached out to four of my black friends. I asked them if they were available to stop by my house for drinks and possibly some additional fun that evening. I never came out and said what the additional fun might be, but we knew each other well enough to know what type of fun we liked. Out of the four there were only two that said they could make it. I told both of them to be there around 8.