I will have to admit that I, too, prefer "older" women. Now, at my advanced age, this attitude may be changing to an extent, my regular partner being ten years younger than me, though my current "extracurricular" partners range in age from 21 to 62. For the most part, through my twenties, thirties and forties, I was involved with older women and the only woman I married was seven years my senior.
When I lost my virginity, back as a university freshman (for the record, all through high school, I never kissed a woman or even dated, for that matter) I hurt her. Well, what did I know about anything? Yes, I had read about sex, and I had seen a few movies including "Deep Throat" when it was still available only on film. She told me she was experienced; she was a senior....so...I was a real Diesel dork in every sense of the terminology. I look back at that experience and I want to laugh and cry at the same time. Well, as I later learned from her, her one previous lover was less than half my length and about a third of my width and I still wonder if he penetrated her hymen. If not, she would have been my one and only virgin in life. How I wish I knew then what I know now so I could have made that a far, far more special event for her.
Fortunately, I had a relationship with an "older" married woman that summer. She was all of 34 at the time; I was 19. After all the physical, verbal, psychological and sexual abuse from my parents, this woman - may I speak of her with joy in my heart forever - sat me down and told me that I am a special and beautiful person and that I have to take things slowly, lovingly and with finesse. No one ever told me this before. No more Diesel dork! She taught me how to perform oral (she had me peel grapes in my mouth without rupturing the fruit) and how to truly love a woman physically. She was very sexual, very responsive, very orgasmic, and rather athletic, so we could try all sorts of fancy positions. We continued doing this through this all summer in 1974, and I like to think I became fairly proficient at sex for a university sophomore. I will say that I have not hurt anyone since then, though I have had potential partners reject me because of matters of magnitude.
Now...don't ever deceive yourselves about this. I think it is far, far more common than one might believe when an older person takes a younger person under his or her wing not only for sex, but for instruction in sex as well. I know I have done it many times myself.
Based on my experience, women do get better with age, and that is in just about every respect. They become far more experienced and far more open minded about everything. That elusive and subjective thing called "beauty" does change with age, but a woman at 60 can be every bit as "beautiful" as a woman at 18. It's all in the attitude: ladies, how you feel about yourself and how you carry yourself counts for a lot with me, though others probably feel otherwise, as is their privilege.
As for my "older" lover who taught me how to make love, hmmmm. She is nearly 65 now. She left the man to whom she was married then (he went on to become rather famous in his field, as we all knew he would), then she remarried again at least twice, both times to men whom I knew, once disastrously. About 10 years ago, I drove some miles out of my way, past her house and I saw her outside, tending her garden. She had hardly aged; she was still her lithe self and she still had that "look." I thought about going over and saying hello, but I just couldn't bring myself to say "Hi, I just wanted to thank you for breaking me in all those years ago!" or whatever might have seemed appropriate at that moment. So I expressed my gratitide and admiration from a distance. Wherever she is now, whatever she is doing, I wish her nothing but the best, I hope she is in the best of health and spirits and, coarse as it may sound, as much as she enjoyed sex, I also hope she still does and her bedsprings are always squeaking.
