Peri-menopause meets Orgasm-Ejaculation-Dysfunction

As erotic fiction writers, we are obviously writing 'fiction', often from reminiscences of what is or once was or fantasizing about what we wish there was. But as we age, the reality of our personal sex lives can be very different. This is a real-life, warts and all story of such an encounter.

The Characters

CC (name changed even though I only know her working name) is a 50+ year old sex worker. I first met her 4 years ago and we immediately hit it off and we were able to share intimate details of our aging lives.  CC is now peri-menopausal, suffering night-sweats, dry vagina etc. starting to cause some issues for her work.

Now with CC being a mature age sex worker, she does tend to get a reasonable number of aged clients, including with erection implants (flexible rods and inflation devices). But she also has to put up with the young, immature wanna-be-studs with zero communication skills and zero understanding of female arousal. She gets rather tired and sore by such constant 'pounding' by these types. Such understanding is a big part of my own sexual maturing.

I am a septuagenarian now suffering OED. Regular ED (Erectile Dysfunction) hit about 10 years ago, then 3 years ago prostate cancer, treated with radiation therapy (that I have blogged about before). With a roasted prostate, ED and declining libido ensued. But with medication therapy, libido has improved somewhat and ED is addressed with sildenafil, compression ring, porn and arousal for usable erections. But actual orgasms are hard to come by and ejaculations not much more than a little pre-cum (no more 'cream pies', and vasectomy ensure no more babies) - thus OED.

As we shared our situations in a recent session, we agreed that our 'spirits are willing but our flesh is weak' (though I don't think this is quite how Matt.26:40-43 was meant to be interpreted).

Our Recent Session

I was fortunate that my personal situation was allowing me several days of uninterrupted respite time for myself for a change.  So there was no rush and CC and I relaxed in each other's arms, chatting, catching up, cuddling and kissing various erogenous zones.

As we discussed her dryness problems, I suggested that some oral lubrication was needed. CC jumped at the suggestion; cunnilingus is an activity that we have enjoyed since our first meeting. I am a great believer that 'she comes first'. I soon have her well lubricated and aroused. After several tremors and having become super-sensitive, I come up for more kissing, cuddling and chatting. We roll together for a little body-to-body arousal.

With my own OED issues, orgasm and ejaculation are no longer my goal. So when CC asks me what position I would like to go to next, I do not ask for a PIV position. Instead, I suggest she move on top and we can arouse each other by her rubbing her vulva along my erection (the 'pussy slide' or 'outercourse'). More lube has us slipping and sliding over each other. With CC in the 'driver's seat' she has full control about which parts of her body are being aroused, the moves and the timing. This is full on 'outercourse'. It brings to mind another lady I knew who used her labia in such an awesome way that I called it 'Deep French Fucking'.

CC is super aroused calling "Oh fuck. This is driving me crazy". It feels pretty good for me too. She slides up my shaft till her labia clasp my glans, then down again, then up and clasp again. A little shudder runs through her. Though my erection is full, I don't push the issue that I know will not have an ecstatic ending. Outercourse is sufficient for both of us at this age.

Hot and perspiring, we cuddle together for some finale kissing. I give her 'girls' one last lick and kiss before we head for the shower.

Image 'Gravity Sexual Health and Counseling';
original source of diagram unknown.

Coitus Interruptus

The prompt for '4ThoughtsOrFiction' this week is "Bedroom Bloopers", and there is nothing more likely to interrupt coitus than a phone call.

Bedroom Bloopers
'Break her bed, not her heart!'*

In my first story, I never even got to the bedroom. I had been seeing a Lady Of Pleasure, TM, regularly for a while and we had exchanged telephone numbers. This was back when Lady Thomas could mostly care for herself during the day and I was still working and taking occasional 'long lunches' with various LOPs. On this particular day, our work team was out to lunch and I was sitting next to my boss, when my phone rings - it was TM asking if I was coming to see her today. I explained that I was at a work lunch and wouldn't be able to get there.

Several months later, I was having a 'long lunch' with another LOP and was naked and about to get into bed, when TM rang again, so I had to make up some apology.

Well the 'relationship' with TM developed when she retired from sex work and asked if I would like to continue seeing her privately in a 'booty buddy' type of arrangement, which I took up. One particular appointment had to be cancelled due to a severe storm that damaged the roof of her house. So I saw her the next morning and after a couple of wonderful hours in the bedroom, we were reclining in the lounge sipping chai lattes, she in just a robe and I was mostly dressed ready to go to work. The dogs started barking and there was a knock on the door. It was the plumber sent by the estate agent, come to inspect the storm damage. Ooops! Almost 'bedroom blooper'! With slight embarrassment, I pulled on my shoes and slipped on my coat, bidding my buddy a discreet farewell while she showed the plumber where the damage was. To add to my 'blooper', I forgot to leave my 'gift' (sorted that out the next day).

With age, retirement and Lady Thomas' declining health, my opportunities for 'me time' declined - I had to resort to squeezing an extra half hour onto the occasional shopping trip (I have written elsewhere about my lustless, sexless marriage). My home life was now mostly about being her carer.

On one occasion, I was up to my balls in a wonderful LOP, when there was an urgent phone call. LT was ringing to ask "Will you be home soon? I'm busting and need a hand to go to the toilet". Fortunately, my LOP was very understanding and our time was just about up, so after a quick shower and cuddle goodbye, I returned to home duties.

In the last month or so, LT is going through a number of other health issues (eyes, shoulder, legs, bowels), that my 'carer' duties have progressed to effectively nursing. With disturbed nights, lack of sleep and busy days, 'me time' is almost zero. With low enthusiasm and my get-up-and-go has got-up-and-gone, it is now effectively 'blogger interruptus'! It's 9am and LT has fallen asleep after a sleepless night, so I get an hour to squeeze out this post.

* I found this photo in a simple Google image search. It has appeared in a number of memes but I was unable to find its origin.

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ED Recovery? The Test Drive

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The time has come.

I've been trying a non-invasive method to treat my Erectile Dysfunction (2 year post prostate cancer radiotherapy treatment) for 3 months. As I wrote a couple of weeks ago, there has been a modicum of success with Viagra and cock-ring producing erections that just might be sufficient for coitus. So its time to try it out.

My lustless wife has had no desire for any form of intimacy for decades, so this is not for her. As for me, the days of aching urgent needs, dwindled over the years from daily, to weekly to monthly and the intensity subsided. But now there is no feeling of 'need' any more, just memories of 'that would be nice to have again'. As I face the possibility of widowhood in the next few years, it would be nice to know that I might have something to offer any future partner. Regrets? Sure, I've had a few!

But for now, all I have are some LOP 'buddies', that are understanding, willing and warm and intimate. My carer duties have become almost full time, so the best I can manage is to extend a shopping trip by an hour.

I finally manage to arrange a time. Miss C welcomes me warmly, despite it being 12 months since our last encounter. She reassures me that my situation is not uncommon. Being a middle aged SW, she has quite a number of older clients with post-prostate treatment conditions, including implanted pumps, rods, cock-rings and caverject injections.

As we snuggle up for a kiss and cuddle, a relaxing warmth enfolds me. How nice is that primal need for the intimate touch of another human body. C wriggles in closer, worming her cleft over my modest erection. She assures me that it is stiff enough and its hotness is as good as ever. I don't feel anything especially arousing, just part of the overall warmth of intimacy. I do however feel C's wetness and her own increasing need as she works her clit over me.

Its time I satisfied her needs. I slide down her body and let the old tongue-engine loose on her lady bits. Well at least my tongue is still in excellent working order and all the old sensations are still good.

After she had come down from her orgasm, she asks if I am ready to enter her. She tells me she needs to feel filled. I warn her that condoms decrease sensitivity even more and I'm not sure I can even penetrate. She suggests we try a super-thin non-latex condom and give it a go.

As I slide in, there is relief that my erection has passed the test. Even though there is no feeling of arousal, it is warm and nice to feel the ultimate of human intimacy. But orgasm for me just isn't on the radar.

Sadly our time all too soon comes to an end. As we chat, shower and dress, I tell C that I came expecting that this might be my last time. But I thank her that she has reassured me that there is some sort of future for limited intimacy.

Thank God for these wonderful Ladies Of Pleasure that give men like me, some warmth and intimacy in the autumn of our life.

PS. My visit to Miss C used my last Viagra script, and its still a month or so to the Dr's appointment. So its been a couple of weeks with no daily Viagra. Sadly, even with cock-ring, there is no hint of erection and zero sensation. So whilst my 'treatment' has enabled an erection sufficient for coitus as needed, there appears to have been no  'healing' for long-term improvement. However, I shall continue my 'treatment' for another 6 months and see.

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Kissed the Girls and Made Them Cry

I had the most unusual thing happen recently - two weeks running, I had my ladies crying! 

I had made plans to spend a private afternoon with fav. lady #1, but circumstances conspired against us. So on my next parlour visit to see her, I gave her a present of some perfume, and she burst into tears, hugging, kissing and thanking me. She finally composed herself to tell me that it is the first time in all her years in the industry that she has received a gift like this. Other girls in this parlour have received chocolates, fruit (WTF? Must have been Con the fruiterer from nearby Queen Vic. Market), sex toys or lingerie - "sex toys and lingerie"? Hey guys, how chauvinist - haven't you learnt anything about women?

[Ed. 2021 Oops! I've just given a current favourite an amazing 3 motor sex toy and hand printed knickers (designed and printed by moi), but I know she is a sex toy aficionado, so I guess it is OK if you know the lady will appreciate the gift.]

Then the next week, visiting fav. lady #2, late afternoon, last client of the day, and we had both had rather ordinary days, so booked an hour and said, "Lets finish this day with a bang!" - little did I realize! Now this lady is a DATY enthusiast - our average "cum score" is 4:1. I've "assumed the position" and she has come a couple of times. She has plateaued and has her legs around me, pulling me into her - god she has the most kissable 'outy'. Some digital application to her G spot finally, after long, most delightful dining, brings an enormous, shuddering orgasm. She collapses back, completely "petit mort", sobbing. I come up and wrap her in my arms, and she says "I can't remember when I last had one of those!".

I now know the difference between clitoral and deep, G-spot, vaginal orgasms.