I'm A Girl Who's Obsessed With Men That Are Over 40

I’m a female in my twenties, but holy **, young guys do nothing for me. Absolutely nothing. I see a dude my age, and my ** dries up faster than you can blink. I can't even pretend to be interested. It’s not just that I’m not into them, I'm actually repulsed. Their bodies, their faces, their attitudes. It’s like looking at boys playing dress-up, and it actually makes me sick.

But put me in front of a man that's in his 40s, or even better, who’s pushing 50, with a graying beard and hair, that soft belly... I get so ** wet I could drown. Those laugh lines? Let me lick them off. It’s like something primal inside me just switches on. The more they age, the more I'm attracted. That thick chest hair with streaks of grey, the crow’s feet around their eyes, the lines on their face from years of living. Makes me want to drop to my knees.

And it’s not about needing some father figure. I just get ** turned on by a man that’s been through some **. There’s something about a man who’s getting older, who isn’t chasing youth or obsessed with being ripped. I want to feel his weight on me, feel the years he’s lived pressing down as he takes what he wants.

And when an older man gives me that look? That confident stare? ** me, I’m practically dripping! It’s like he knows I’m there, ready to be ** by him in ways no younger guy could even dream of doing.

Younger guys are all speed and no control. An older man could just sit there, watching me squirm, and I’d be ready to beg for it in need. Because it’s not about just getting **, but more about feeling completely taken, owned, and loved in every possible way.

I crave that. I crave a man that's over 40, whose body isn't perfect, who’s fluffly in places, rough in others. I want to feel his stubble scratch my skin, want to taste the salt of his sweat, and want to smell and taste the years on him as he ** me until I’m screaming his name.

It’s driving me crazy. I can’t get off to anyone under 40. The thought of someone my age touching me actually makes me gag. But the second I fantasize of a man with graying hair and thick arms that aren’t even trying to show off? Yeah...

Now: Is this normal? Because right now, I can’t even think about getting off unless it’s to some guy who’s old enough to be my dad and that could sit down, having a beer with him or something.

I can’t control how ** it makes me. There’s something so ** raw about a man who doesn’t need to prove anything. But honestly, I’m starting to worry that I’m crazy for feeling this way.

I’ve been crushing on older guys since I was sixteen, but I never acted on it back then because I knew it was taboo and illegal, and I always had enough responsibility and maturity to only fantasize. Maybe it's because I've had to grow up pretty fast, but who knows? I mean, my mom and dad do know about it, so there's that. They've been creeped out at first, but are fine with it now.

But, am I just looking for an escape from the immaturity of my own generation?

Does this mean I’m just some freak who can’t relate to guys my own age? Am I missing something that others just get, or am I just ** in the head? Is this a kink or fetish?
I feel like I should be ashamed, but I’m so turned on by the idea of an older man dominating me, teaching me, just consuming and devouring me completely.

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