thoughts of a man getting older (series)

I don't know why, but somehow it seems that sometimes I still attract  (very) young girls who want to play with me. As I am without a stable  relationship at the moment, I happily accept those gifts from the  universe of which I don't know how I deserve them. Maybe I was a very kind  person in my last life :-)

As everybody I am getting older every  day. Slowly. So slow that I myself don't really see the changes - I  must confess, I don't look into a mirror too often. I am ok with how I  look and I think for having almost 60 years (I am getting 60 in November  this year) one can still look at me without suffering a shock.

But  then again, when in bed and close to a young girl with her soft  baby-skin without wrinkles and with the tight flesh, the contrast  sometimes gets very obvious, although I look very much more at her than at  me, of course.

Sometimes, like here, I love to take some photos.  Maybe it's for remembering, or maybe it's just for proving to myself  the next day that it really happened, that she really was with me  enjoying pleasures and it wasn't just the nightly dream of an elderly  man.

But then, looking at the photos, the differences between a  young body and mine gets really visible. I haven't taken  such photos since maybe half a year and when I looked at them - I  already told you in the announcing post a few days ago - I saw that I  have been getting fat since I separated from my last girlfriend and that  my long hair, which I loved so much during almost all of my life, was  reduced to some thin white threads, looking everything else than good. I  literally ran to the hairdresser to cut that off. Unfortunately there  is no "bellydresser" who could cut my belly off for 25 Euros....

Editing  the photos (taken on a sunny afternoon, allowing to see all  imperfections in cruel detail) I got very aware of my deep wrinkles, of  all the age spots all over my skin, how my skin wrinkles when I turn  around or when she holds me tight... Not that before I thought I'd still look  like a 35years old Adonis, but when I looked at me I became aware that  if a woman with a body looking just like mine would approach me, I'd  think: Jesus, no! I couldn't get aroused no way! (I am talking about  erotic adventures - when really loving somebody those details lose their  importance).

I don't know what is your age and if you ever  thought about things like that. But in fact I felt a bit ashamed about  my arrogance to demand a kind of prettiness from possible lovers that I  myself cannot offer, not even by far. At least I (mostly... often)  resist from taking the elevator now and climb up to the 4th floor thru the  stairways to get a bit fitter and thinner.

On the other hand:  what can I do? Would you resist if a sweet young girl obviously feels  like playing with you? I don't. It is irresistible, isn't it?

So  that you can enjoy these photos I selected those focused on her and  rejected those that show too much of me and my not so fit body.

The  girl, who allowed me to publish the photos while keeping her anonymous,  is very small and very fine. Being very slim she still has nice, soft  curves that excited me and she even had the kindness to let grow her  pubic hair since we first met... You can see it on some of the images,  and it's a very very private detail: she has a really very, very small  and very tight pussy. I usually get excited by large pussies that open  widely, especially with thick and chubby outer lips and so this was kind  of a new feeling, it felt really like being with a teenager - kind of  strange, but also very exciting. By the way: she's already past her 20s  birthday :-)

So with shorter hair, with the intention to lose some kilos and to get fitter again: let's see what the future brings!

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