My Wild, Sexy, Age-Gap Relationship

I traded my supple, perky youth for a life of luxury

As a ninteen-year-old nymphish woman, I was acutely aware that young sprites like myself held a bounty of power at our springy, soft fingertips. I had long dark hair with effortless shine, breasts that did not require a bra, and skin that still had the fresh, rosy appearance of high school acne—the pinnacle of beauty. I considered dating men my own age—…