largest sex age difference?
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LoversPlayToy
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Youngest. Me: 28 He: 19
Oldest: Me: 22. He: 47.
Oldest: Me: 22. He: 47.
rodeoclown
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Me: 30 Her: 62
JamieIsMyName
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I was 18, just turned. He was 30+ years OLDER than me
ChattyAnnie
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I think about 30 years. I was still in high school.
DominateMePleas
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He was 23 years older, and I was far too young...
lonelyladyfl
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I think about 16 years older. I can't really be sure
pvt_addiction
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12-13 years older than me 
MeredithEighty8
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Very large difference. Let's just say he's old enough to be my grandfather, but you'd never know that in bed 
Cicca_Jai
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I was 15 almost (-2 weeks) 16 AOC in our state he was 34
I lived with my grandparents at the time.
We lived in one of those very tiny towns where, if you pick your nose everyone knows about it by lunch time.
He used to babysit me. Good gods was he ever good looking...
Built like a brick outhouse. Long black hair, that perfect caramel Indian skin, huge brown eyes...
We were in his room, he was teaching me how to do something for one of my class assignments on the computer. What, exactly, I can't remember now. I was far too distracted to give half a chit tbh.
Somehow, we ended up kissing. I can't remember who kissed whom. Not that it matters, I had spent YEARS praying for that moment. I remember his taste, the softness and fullness of those lips. I can still feel his stubble on my cheek.
We ended up, me on my back, on his bed. I can still feel the heat of his hands burning the flesh of my, until that moment had never been willingly touched by a man, bosom. I can easily recall his lips and teeth on my belly moving lower, oh so slowly, as if he were worshiping my body, and how it made me quiver with absolute, unbridled need. How he nibbled my ear and made me gasp, and how he touched other, much more interesting places that did not include depantsing, that left me panting and aching in ways I did not know were possible.
His mom knocked on the door to see if I wanted a soda or cookies!
Totally killed it.... He never even looked at me again after that.
He's married now and has a few sprats running amuck. He's happy but, I highly doubt he knows what I'd have given him had he just said, "You are mine!"
I lived with my grandparents at the time.
We lived in one of those very tiny towns where, if you pick your nose everyone knows about it by lunch time.
He used to babysit me. Good gods was he ever good looking...
Built like a brick outhouse. Long black hair, that perfect caramel Indian skin, huge brown eyes...
We were in his room, he was teaching me how to do something for one of my class assignments on the computer. What, exactly, I can't remember now. I was far too distracted to give half a chit tbh.
Somehow, we ended up kissing. I can't remember who kissed whom. Not that it matters, I had spent YEARS praying for that moment. I remember his taste, the softness and fullness of those lips. I can still feel his stubble on my cheek.
We ended up, me on my back, on his bed. I can still feel the heat of his hands burning the flesh of my, until that moment had never been willingly touched by a man, bosom. I can easily recall his lips and teeth on my belly moving lower, oh so slowly, as if he were worshiping my body, and how it made me quiver with absolute, unbridled need. How he nibbled my ear and made me gasp, and how he touched other, much more interesting places that did not include depantsing, that left me panting and aching in ways I did not know were possible.
His mom knocked on the door to see if I wanted a soda or cookies!
Totally killed it.... He never even looked at me again after that.
He's married now and has a few sprats running amuck. He's happy but, I highly doubt he knows what I'd have given him had he just said, "You are mine!"
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MissBlondie
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would be my first who was 38 yrs older
ShyMaleSub
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That's quite a difference. How old were you at the time?
So does that mean you still know her or get together with her?
FunWhileItLasted
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He: 30+ years older then me, yes he went down frequently, and every time was marvelous.
Me: 2 years older than her, and the oral was mutual.
Me: 2 years older than her, and the oral was mutual.
cosmic_peach
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+/- 2 years is my range.
I have gone down on every woman I have ever been intimate with older or younger, that is imperative.
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I had only made love to one other woman before I met Ann. I wasn't a good lover and frequently shot my load too soon. Ann was 45, divorced and 25 years my senior. She was hot. Never really understood why she wanted to sleep with me but she did. She taught me how to please a women; we would fuck like rabbits and some weekends we would never get out of bed as we just wanted to keep at it. Every woman I have ever slept with since, especially my wife, owe her an immense debt of gratitude.
