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When I was 11 years old, my mother silently snuck into my bedroom. Under the cover of midnight, she sat cross-legged at the end of my bed and proceeded to give me The Talk, although it was more of a whisper. Instead of focusing on the anatomy of sex — the biological prophecies by which, some say, our bodies were made to meld into one — my mother chose to emphasize pleasure. She spoke about the importance of passion: pursuing it, asking for it and finding it within yourself. Society has a tendency to perpetuate this idea that the older a woman grows, the more she yearns for the beauty of her youth. It was once bewildering to me that my mother could be so candid about sex. But after speaking with Sylvia, Barbara and Michele — all women 70 or older — about their relationships to pleasure, I now realize that some women only grow more comfortable in their sexualities and in their bodies as they age. I was born in Alexandria, Egypt, but I left very early as a stateless political refugee. We had a very hard time getting to the United States because the immigration quota system was in effect there — there were something like 17 Egyptians allowed in annually. We spent several years moving around Europe just trying to make it to the top of that list.
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In case you need a reminder that every person and body is wildly different, enjoy the below story, originally published in June , wherein 47 women over the age of 47 weigh in on the state of their sex lives. No topic was off-limits. Read their illuminating responses below. Now, do we have sex a lot??? NO, but I must say when we do, it is still very good. Sometimes I like to put on dirty movies as it helps me during foreplay. I do not want to give up on the effort it takes, because I know many friends have. Love, yes. Hugs, yes. Fixing shit around the house, yes.
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Sylvia, 70

While the frequency of sex often declines with age, many older adults—of course—can and do have sex. In fact, roughly 40 percent of men and women ages 65 to 80 are sexually active, according to a survey, and women in their 70s often express more satisfaction with sex than women in their 40s. Although sexual activity is considered an important measure of the quality of life for the majority of older adults, there are a number of problems that can arise with age. While treatments have improved for conditions such as erectile dysfunction in men and vaginal dryness , incontinence, and uterine prolapse in women, people may not bring these concerns to their doctor's attention. Understanding more about what sex in older age can be like, what else may be affecting your sex life and how to address it, and ways to maintain or even jumpstart this kind of intimacy can go a long way in you being able to continue to enjoy this part of your life. Until recently, there have been relatively few studies and surveys that have looked into how often older adults are having sex, and the results have been surprising to some. A National Poll on Healthy Aging conducted in association with the University of Michigan confirmed what some earlier studies have found with regard to sexual activity in older adults:. Similar findings were noted in the British Longitudinal Study of Aging, though older men were much more likely to be sexually active than older women. In this study, 31 percent of British men between the ages of 80 and 90 reported masturbating and having sex, with just under 60 percent of men ages 70 to 80 being sexually active. Meanwhile, only 14 percent of women between the ages of 80 and 90, and 34 percent of women ages 70 and 80 regularly engaged in sex or masturbation.
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When I was 11 years old, my mother silently snuck into my bedroom. Under the cover of midnight, she sat cross-legged at the end of my bed and proceeded to give me The Talk, although it was more of a whisper.

Instead of focusing on the anatomy of sex — the biological prophecies by which, some say, our bodies were made to meld into one — my mother chose to emphasize pleasure. She spoke about the importance of passion: pursuing it, asking for it and finding it within yourself. Society has a tendency to perpetuate this idea that the older a woman grows, the more she yearns for the beauty of her youth.

It was once bewildering to me that my mother could be so candid about sex. But after speaking with Sylvia, Barbara and Michele — all women 70 or older — about their relationships to pleasure, I now realize that some women only grow more comfortable in their sexualities and in their bodies as they age.

I was born in Alexandria, Egypt, but I left very early as a stateless political refugee. We had a very hard time getting to the United States because the immigration quota system was in effect there — there were something like 17 Egyptians allowed in annually.

We spent several years moving around Europe just trying to make it to the top of that list. My parents were always acutely aware of the fact that they were immigrants. There was always this underlying current of fear that something was going to go wrong.

They never spoke about sex — absolutely not. It was something that was not talked about, at all, ever. One time, actually, I caught my parents having sex. When I was in seventh grade, I fell madly in love, more than I have been in my whole life.

It was really intense. We got back together years later to figure out if it was meant to be. Something has come up. And we decided that we were not, after all, meant to be. When I was younger, sex was fun. And I was lucky — I came of age after the arrival of the pill and before the arrival of AIDs — so we had a lot of time to really screw our brains out. We did! We slept with everybody. Just everybody. It was something that we could do all the time and we had great drugs that enhanced it.

We had a lot of fun. And then it just came to a stop. Life really stopped being fun. And I became a drug dealer. It was a good way to make money! I ended up getting busted a year later for what was, at the time, the biggest federal bust for LSD. There was this big conspiracy trial. I had been living with my friend from high school, Bryce. He went down to see Bryce, who was also in jail, and paid his bail with the understanding that he would marry me.

Now, nobody told me about this. I got two years of probation, and Bryce went to jail on weekends for two years. I have since come to realize how lust, love and pleasure work. A lot of this stuff only exists for the species to reproduce, and it only lasts long enough for that to happen.

It fades, and it fades fast, in my opinion. We lived in a human filing cabinet. I was doing any type of clerical position that people would hire me for. I had absolutely zero self esteem. I was never in love with Bryce. I met someone else while I was still married to him. Dumped him in about 24 hours and moved in with the new guy. Philip, the second guy, had awakened my desire to have children.

I guess it was in the process of trying to have children, and having a hard time in doing so, that sex became more necessary in accomplishing a goal than something that I was really enjoying. I had evolved — I was about 37 when I had my first child. But I do wonder if it had more to do with guy I was with. He was a psychopath, and still is. I eventually left my second husband. You really need to do something for yourself. They gave me a full free ride.

I was 57 at the time. I studied everything — being in school really grounded me. I realized what it really is that I have always loved doing, and what I truly want to do, which is write. I graduated with degrees in evolutionary biology and writing fiction. It was the happiest and proudest day of my life. I was pleased as punch. I get a feeling like I have a halo of light flashing around my head.

Every single neuron is in sync. It is just dazzling. I love that more than anything in the world. I had a very attractive man sleep here a few years ago; he had been a professor of mine. One of my friends asked if I was going to approach him in the middle of the night. And you know what I said in response to my friend? My idea of great sex nowadays is lying on the bed next to him, with his arm around me, as he reads to me.

I grew up in Brooklyn, New York. My parents never gave me a sex talk — they divorced when I was seven years old. My mother was single and dating other men, doing her thing. At 21, we moved out together and shared an apartment. We just had the most fabulous time. Then she got married when she was 26, and my heart broke.

To be cut off from my sister was very difficult for me, but it was a good opportunity to go out and do something on my own. I loved being single.

So, yes, I thought about getting married and having children. At first, I wanted someone to take care of me — it was what everyone was doing in those days! You could go out, you could meet men. You could sleep with men! There was a point in my life where I was dating a lot of different men, and that was great. But as I grew up, I decided that I wanted just one person. It had to be someone whom I cared about a lot. Growing up, I felt like a lot of my friends were having sex with men just because they wanted somebody to be with.

Somebody to stay with them. And that was never important to me. Everything changed for me! I got married 12 years after my sister did — at 38 years old. I wanted a partner in life. I used to see women with men, and the men were so obnoxious.

Any man who is clingy and all over me, I have a real problem with. He is very interesting; we have a great relationship. He does his own thing, and I do mine. We had major issues because our families are different ethnicities and practice different religions. But ultimately, we decided to elope. So she came, too. For me, the only way that I can feel pleasure in a sexual relationship is to be with someone whom I really care about. Who else can give you pleasure? Can you experience different pleasure with different sexual partners?



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