We’ve Still Got It!

We still have a healthy, regular, hot and erotic sex life, and praise God that we’re still able to do so, among certain other things, despite our age. God is great! One day, in particular, still a wonderful ordinary day. My husband was working, our granddaughter was at school. Once I took her, I started with a bit of housework before resting by watching some television and then I went to pick her up, going shopping with her to buy food for dinner.

I was cooking as my husband walked in from work, and we greeted each other with a tender kiss.

“Mmm, what smells so amazing?” He asked, wrapping his arms around me from behind while I cooked. I was making chicken and rice with parsley. We all enjoyed it, which was lovely.

At bedtime, I decided to have a look at some old photos, and I was looking at our wedding and early family photos when I heard my husband come in the bedroom. He gently lay his hands on my sides, running them up my body to feel my breasts. I put the album down as we got in bed.

I felt a little bit of nostalgia, and I could tell my husband did too. But even though we’re getting old, we’re still very much attracted to one another, and are as in love as we were on our wedding day.

We lay in bed together, gently caressing each other while slowly undoing each other’s clothes. As I wrapped one of my legs around him, my husband touched me there and said,

“Love your pretty legs. Your pretty, sexy, feminine legs.” We then passionately kissed briefly, naked. I caressed his sexy body, as he gently took my face in his hands and passionately kissed me again. I then spread my legs to give him the signal that I was wet and waiting. Once he eagerly entered me, he swiftly rolled me on top of him, bucking up from under me as he kept kissing me.

I gently touched his beautifully aging face as I kissed his neck. “You’re the one aging gracefully.” He tells me. I think our brilliant sex life has something to do with it! My sweet husband stroked my hair and embraced me as he rolled on me and resumed his passionate thrusting.

I caressed his back, and his manly arms, and tilted my head back in abandon as he kissed my breasts. I squeezed his biceps as he felt my breasts, listening to my husband’s pleasured moans as he thrust a bit harder. A beautiful orgasm rushed in waves through my body as my husband thrust ardently before jerking hard inside of me while my hips twitched, as I enjoyed the intense pleasure.

I cried out as my husband grunted and throbbed inside of me. When we came down we took a moment before my husband kissed my wet neck. We then turned to lay side by side, with our arms still wrapped around each other tight. We always love the skin to skin feeling when we lie in each other’s arms bet it during sex, or blissful in the afterglow.