It's Never Too Late
This Couple... in their 70s... Discover MFM Pleasures

By Skip
After reading your recent story about how an older couple in the UK found sexual joy in there later years with the help of TRT, we found it amazing how similar it is to what our personal experience has been with TRT in Australia.  

My wife (Anna) and I have been married for over forty-five years and have four kids, now long flown the nest with families of their own.  My wife was one of the many ladies who did not get much pleasure from sex no matter how loving and considerate a partner I tried to be.  She was, however, very willing to let me have my pleasure with her in whichever way I desired to get my satisfaction.  

Some years ago we were invited to join some friends who enjoyed the swinging scene, but Anna said no, because sex simply was not pleasureful to her.  But she told my I could go and have fun away from home if I wanted, as long as I did not come home and tell her about it.  Despite this generous offer, I did not participate as I thought there was a danger that it might upset our otherwise very happy marriage.  

Perhaps because of this one-sided relationship, I began to feel my sex drive flagging as I approached my sixtieth birthday, and was suffering from other health problems that made me feel depressed while I also developed a ferocious and uncontrollable temper (which was completely out of my character).

I have an old University friend (Robert) who is a doctor in a small town some five hundred miles away.  He had lost his wife a couple of years earlier, but we continued to regularly chat on the phone with no secrets between us.  One evening I told him of my problems, and he said that he had suffered something similar abour the time he lost his wife.  

He said that he had been at a medical conference dealing with the aging male, that had been set up by a prominent Australian doctor, and that they had been addressed by a British Doctor who was recognised as the world leader in  the usage of TRT to revitalise and improve the quality of life in aging men.  He said he had been very impressed with the subject, and had himself been diagnosed as being testosterone deficient... and had been on TRT for the last year, and felt the best he had felt for many years.  

He advised me to go to my local doctor and get tested, and hopefully treated.  He said he would send me a book by the leading Australian Doctor in the field that I should read, and that I could offer to let my local doctor read it when I went to see him.   

The book was called, "Raising the Fig Leaf" by Dr Adrian Zentner.  The book arrived.  I saw my doctor, was tested, and began my treatment.  Within weeks I was a new man.  The night sweats, depression, and aches and pains quickly all disappeared... along with my bad temper.  I had returned to being the easy-going man I think I had always been.  My sex drive returned to a level that I had only experienced more than twenty years previous.  The only thing was that my wife was still not able to experience the pleasures I knew she should enjoy.

I spoke to Robert about my experience, and that how I wished my wife could enjoy the pleasures I wanted her to experience.  He said to get her to read Dr Zentner's book, particularly the section about "Wellwomen's Clinics," as he felt sure that there was help available.  

A couple of nights later he phoned me and said he had found us a Woman's Clinic in a slightly larger town than ours, only about fifty miles away... and that they would be very happy to see my wife.  He asked if he could speak to Anna and explain the situation to her.  I called her to the phone and she chatted to Robert for more than half an hour.  

When they were finished and she hung up, she looked a bit flushed.  I asked her was there something wrong.  She said she was very embarrassed, as she did not know that Robert or anybody else knew about her lack of sexual response.  I tried to reassure her that I had only spoken with Robert in strictest confidence, and only with the desire to try to get help for her to experience what a rewarding sex life would really be able to do for our lives.  

The outcome was that a week later we visited that Woman's Clinic, and Anna had a lengthy consultation with the female doctor.  Anna told me that she was subject to a very thorough medical examination, including a full internal.  The doctor had told her that she appeared to have very little sexual response from stimulation of her breasts or vagina, but that was not very uncommon particularly in ladies of her age.  

The doctor said that she was sure that her situation could be improved fairly easily.  She proscribed a testosterone-based HRT called "Livial."  So my wife started taking the medication, not expecting to experience much difference, as she felt that at her age she was past all hope.  

After a couple of weeks Anna said that she was feeling a strange tenderness in her lower abdomen, and that she was experiencing a slight discharge from her vagina.  She phoned the female doctor from the Woman's Clinic, and was told not to worry as this was an early sign that she was responding to the HRT.  I noticed that for the first time in her life she was responding to my gentle lovemaking, particularly to my stroking of her breasts and nipples.  

She certainly felt like a different person when I fucked her.  She was so wet, and appeared much tighter.  Anna told me that for the first time in a long time she enjoyed having my dick work inside her.  She said that she was beginning to feel like a different woman, not only in a sexual way but mentally and physically as well.  By the end of the first month on HRT she reported that she thought that she was turning into a snail, and was leaving a trail of secretion behind her as she went about, due to of quantity of the secretion of honey from her pussy.  

For the first time in her life Anna was using panty liners.  After a relatively short time however, that problem eased up and she could once more go out to social functions nickerless when I requested it.  Knowing that she is nickerless in public is something that has always stirred up my perverted mind.

I had kept my friend Robert up to date with Anna's improvement, and he said that he would send me a tube of testosterone hormone cream developed specially for females.  It was called, "Androfem 1% cream."  He told me that I should get Anna to apply a tiny spot (about the size if a split pea) onto her clit hood every day, and that in time that should greatly aid to increase her level if sexual response.  

She was not to tell anybody, because he was really breaking medical rules by proscribing to other than his registered patients.  With the new cream, I noticed that her sexual feelings continued to intensify.  But she began to get concerned because (in her words) she felt like she was growing a Willie.  Her clitoris was undoubtedly growing in length and thickness, and when she was really aroused it became very prominent and hard like a tiny erect cock.  

Our sex life was far better than ever before, and for the first time in her life Anna was experiencing occasional organsms.  I had been keeping Robert up to date with progress, and one day he mentioned that he and his late wife had enjoyed swinging.  He asked if we had ever thought about venturing along that road.  

I told him about me having been asked to join some friends years before, but that because my wife (then) got little or no pleasure from sex, she didn't want to go.  Robert advised me that I should tell Anna about his and his wife's former swinging activities, and how they both felt that it had enhanced their marriage.  He said to simplly plant the seed, and see whether it developed in my wife's mind.  

One evening shortly after, while my wife and I were enjoying the afterglow of a lengthy sexual session, I casually mentioned that Robert had told me about how he and his wife enjoyed swinging with three other local couples.  When she asked me about it I told her he had not volunteered to give me any details.  

A couple of weeks later she brought the subject up in conversation, and she inquired as to what I thought about it.  I replied that swinging was an intensely personal decision, and that I would never condemn couples who chose to expedience and enjoy that kind of lifestyle.  Of course I reported back to Robert about those discussions.  Then he inquired as to whether I might try to get my wife interested in having a threesome relationship with him.  

I told him that I would be only too pleased if we could achieve such an outcome, but that it would have to be done gently, and only with my wife's complete cooperation.  He readily agree, and said that the next time we chatted on the phone he would like to speak to her if she were available.  

During the following week's phone call between Robert and me, when our conservation was virtually at an end, he asked to speak to Anna.  So I called her over to the phone and left her to it.  When the conversation ended she came across and sat beside me.  She told me what Robert had suggested.  They had discussed her application of the Androfem cream that he was providing her with, and her concerns about the development of her clitoris and her sexual feelings in general.  

She said he then told her that he felt responsible for the medication she was using, and the results that were being achieved.  For that reason he said he would appreciate it very much if... in the not-too-distant future... we could visit his town so that she could go to his surgery and be thoroughly examined... so that they would both know that all was well.  

She reported that Robert apologized for not being able to offer us accommodation, but explained that after his wife died he had no need for their large house, and so it had been sold.  He said he now lived in a flat joining his surgery and office.  He said that when we decided upon the date for a visit, he would book accommodations for us at the small hotel just down the street from his home and surgery.

As mentioned earlier, Robert's home is more than 500 miles away from our home town.  Therefore we decided that we should fly down to see him.  My wife had decided that she did not want to spend more than one night in Robert's hometown.  Although she did not say anything, I think she guessed that Robert and I had discussed having Robert join in pleasuring her, so I did not try to persuade her to book more nights.  

I told Robert of our plans, and he said he would have somebody there to pick us up at the airstrip and take us to our hotel.  He would then come and meet us in our hotel when he finished his evening consulting session.  He was as good as his word, and we found his driver waiting for us when we arrived.  The driver delivered us the fifteen or so miles to our hotel.  

I could tell that my wife was a bit apprehensive with the situation.  She was by then really enjoying sex with me, and we had briefly talked about having others in our sex life, but we had not discussed the possibility of Robert being that other person in our sex life.

We had a light lunch and I got her a generous glass of wine with it.  We then took a short walk round the town, and finally returned to our hotel.  I persuaded her to let me give her pubes a final shave, as she for has many years kept herself trimmed at my request.  I was very keen to have sex, but she said no, that she was going to have a shower... and definitely did not want to be examined by Robert with any sexual residue present.  

Reluctantly I agreed, but was full of complements as to her appearance when she emerged from her shower.  She had previously decided that she would wear a fully button-fronted summer dress with a wide cool skirt, with simply her bra and panties underneath.  She reckoned that would be the easiest to remove if she had to strip for Robert's examination.  

I was very anxious that things would work out so that my friend would do more than examine my wife... that he would introduce my wife to the pleasure of sexual fulfillment at the hands (as it were) of a man other than me.  Now that my wife had become sexually alive (thanks to the testosterone treatments), I was eager for her to expand her sexual potential. 

Once she was dressed, I suggested we could go out into the garden and sit in the quiet shade until Robert arrived.   I volunteered to get her a drink to help to settle her nerves, and she agreed.  If she drinks anything at home it is usually a whiskey and ginger, and as I normally mix them.  She is used to a fairly strong flavour.  I went to the bar and got her a double measure while I only took ginger myself.  

Finally I saw Robert coming down the street toward us, and was aware of my wife taking a deep breath and whispering to no one in particular, "I suppose this is it."  We met up, and at once Robert was very complementary about how Anna looked, and that the TRT must be doing a great job.  He told us that he had made a dinner reservation in a good restaurant about a couple of hundred yards down the street where we could eat before returning to his surgery to complete the business in hand.  

I could tell that this was not what Anna was expecting, but she fell in with the arrangements.  We enjoyed a very nice meal, but I noticed that my wife chose salad and a light sweet.  As we ate, I could tell that Anna was becoming more at ease with Robert.  He had pre-ordered a very nice wine, and he made sure that my wife's glass was never empty.  He also had Drambuie whisky liquors served with the coffee.  Once finished, we set off to amble back up the street toward his surgery, one of us on each side of my wife, with our arms round her.

On reaching his home my wife excused herself and went to the toilet to get more comfortable for her imminent examination.  When she returned, Robert showed us through into his surgery where he got us seated and then began to question my wife about her experiences on the TRT medication, and any problems or doubts that she may have.  That seemed to aid in putting Anna more at ease.  Soon he asked her if she would mind taking off her clothes so that he could examine her medically.  

She never hesitated nor looked for privacy.  She simply unbuttoned her dress and removed her bra, pants and panties... and stood in front of us, awaiting Robert's instructions.  He at once complimented the appearance of her body, saying that many women half her age would be only too glad to look as well as her.  It might sound corny, but I was in full agreement with his observations.   

He then asked her if she would please get up on his examination table and just lie flat on her back.  I had previously told Robert that the key to arousing my Anna lay in her breasts and nipples.  Once she was comfortable on her back, with a small pillow under her head, he told her that he first wished to examine her breasts to make sure that there were no problems in that area which might be linked to her medication.  

Very gently he started to feel his way round each breast... caressing them actually... and then moved on to the area round her nipples.  I could see that Anna's eyes were closed, and she started to bite her lip.  So I stood beside her and held her hand with one hand while I gently stroked her hair with the other.  I could see that Robert's ministrations were really having an effect on her.  The skin at the top of her legs next to her pussy was beginning to tremble.  

I managed to nudge Robert with my foot and nodded toward that area.  He smiled and nodded.  He then told Anna that her breasts were perfect with no problems, and he was then going to manipulate her tummy.  He started to gently compress the area just above her pubic bone, and massage it in a slow circular motion.  That on-turn brought the first faint sigh from her, and her legs seemed to open up a bit of their one accord.  

Robert once more looked at me with a smile, and he nodded.  A pair of stirrups appeared by magic at the sides of the examination table.  Robert asked my wife to place her legs in them.  Once she had raised them in place, the table under her bottom folded down, leaving the vital part of her bottom unsupported... and fully exposed.  Once she was in that position, the stirrups swung slowly out, leaving her in a totally exposed and available position.  

I was standing by Anna's head with my hands by her breasts, and she was clutching tightly to my hands.  Robert rolled up his stool between her legs and started to examine the outside of her genitals.  After a bit of examinartion, he reassured her that there was nothing wrong with her enlarged clitoris.  He said that although it was near the top of what could be described as normal size range, there was definitely no problem with it.  As a matter of fact, Robert complimented her on the appearance of her clitoris.  He said, "It looks like that beautiful little organ responds well to stimulation.  You can be proud of it."

He then lightly examined the organ, and retracted the hood.  That brought a sigh from my wife, and I was aware of the tightening of her grip on my hands.  I noticed that she was starting to tremble.  Then he told her he was going to do an internal examination and take some sample swabs.  He had hardly gotten his fingers inside when she really started to shake.  My dear wife was obviously highly sexually aroused!  I thought she would draw blood from her lip, she was biting it so hard.  Her eyes were screwed tight shut, and her breathing was in shallow gasps.  I was pleased to see her so highly aroused.  

Robert looked up at me and smiled.  He held up one gloved hand, showing me her secretions dripping from his fingers.  He then announced that everything was fine, and that he was going to insert a speculum to allow him to collect the swab samples he needed.  By that time I was gently stroking my Anna's breasts and nipples, and she was definitely in a more aroused state than I had ever seen her.  I as beginning to think that the plan Robert and I had developed might just work.

When he finished taking his samples he asked me if I had ever seen right up inside my wife.  I had to tell him, "No... not properly."  He then said I should go and have a look, as long as I had the chance.  I gave my wife a gentle kiss on her brow and went round between her legs to have a look.  With the speculum in place the one thing that really struck my mind was that her insides were virtually awash with her self-produced honey.  I found myself desperately wanting to get my tongue in it to lap it up.  

Robert must have read my mind.  He told me to release the catch on the speculum if I wanted, and remove it for him.  I quickly did that, and in seconds I found myself sitting on his stool feasting on my lovely wife.  I continued to lick and feast while her body was thrashing about wildly.  She actually had her hand on my head, directing me where to lick.   

Eventually I looked up and was amazed at what I saw.  Robert... with his trousers down...  was standing beside my Anna's head at the edge of the table.  One of his hands was steadying her head... while my wife was fondling his balls with one hand and trying to get his cock into her mouth to give him a blowjob.  She was clearly enjoying all the sexual stimulation Robert and I were giving to her.  She was, as they say, 'Into it.'  

I noticed that Anna was having great difficulty in her efforts to take Robert's large member into her mouth.  He is very well hung, with more than eight inches... and very thick.  She did manage to suck and lick Robert until his member was stiff.  She continued to fondle Robert's balls as she rubbed his member over her lips and flicked it with her tongue.  

That sight was too much for me.  I stood up between my wife's outstretched legs, dropped my trousers, and mounted my wife's pussy.  My excitement was at such a level that I exploded far too quickly.  I think that I was trying to deliver into her my very toe nails, as well as the contents of my balls.  

Drained, and with trembling legs, I went round to Anna's head and locked her in a kiss while tenderly stroking her breasts.  I mumbled how fantastic she was being.  I looked up and saw that Robert had moved to between my wife's spread legs.  With his stiff member in his hand, he was ready to take my place in her pussy.  

I asked her if it was OK for Robert to have sex with her.  She was in such an aroused state that she could not speak... but she nodded a clear "Yes."  I, in turn, nodded to Robert... who signalled to me that I should guide his cock into her pussy... as a way of cementing our threeway relationship.  I did that, aiming his stiff member between my wife's pussy lips as I gently kissed her protruding clit.  I watched my friend's member slowly disappear within my wife's pussy.  What a thrill! 

Once he was fully mounted inside my wife, he was able to gently work up the tempo of his thrusting while I moved up to kiss and caress my wife.  Anna reached out to hold my member as we kissed.  Our eyes met, and I whispered that I loved her.  I could feel my wife's body begin to respond to the new male member working within her.  Her eyes closed again as she focused on Robert's thrusts inside her body.

I watched as my wife's hips lifted up to meet each of Robert's inward thrusts.  She was moaning as Robert totally filled her time after time with his deep thrusts... and as I fondled her breasts and nipples.  She cried out as her body reacted to the pleasure of her waves of orgasms.  

I excitedly watched as my friend held tightly to my wife's hips and repeatedly pounded his groin against her large clitoris... until he held himself deep inside her.  His closed eyes and the strained look on his face let me know he was filling my dear Anna with his own honey... adding to my earlier juicy deposit. 

Her legs still in the examining table's stirups, I noticed that Anna managed to swing them tight against Robert's hips to hold him and milk all that his member could give... as her body trembled through another wave of orgasms.  For a moment they stayed connected as their shared sexual tensions subsided.  I was in heaven, having just shared the sight and feel of their coupling... having been a part of my wife's intense pleasure as it was given to her my my freind.

When their coupling was finally over, Robert asked if she would like a shower.  She said she only wanted to get back to our hotel.  I could sense just how deeply the experience had affected her, so I helped her fasten the buttons on her dress so that we could leave.  

She had not even put on her bra or panties in her hast to leave.  I put them in my pocket.  Once outside with my arm round her, we walked the short distance to our hotel.  When she almost tripped as she stepped off the pavement to cross the road, she suddenly clutched my arm hard.  She said, "My god, I can feel it running down my legs.  What can I do?"  

I tried to reassure her.  I let her know we only had a few yards to go, and to just keep her legs together as we walked so that it would not show in the hotel hall as we collected our room keys.  Once we got to our room she wanted to take a shower, but I told her I wanted to make love to her as she was... because I loved her so much, and I was so proud of her for what she had allowed herself to experience.  I told her how excited I had been to be part of such wonderful threeway lovemaking.  

We tumbled into bed and fucked and licked like there was no tomorrow... until we finally fell asleep exhausted.  We had another fantastic lovemaking session in the morning.  Each time, we talked about how she felt having another man inside her... how I felt watching him enter and pound her... how we both felt about the intense orgasms she had enjoyed.  She giggled a bit as we talked, but insisted on repeated assurances of my love for her.

For the next days, if not weeks, I continued to reassure her that what had happened had only increased my love for her... and deepened the respect and affection that I held for her.  It took some time for her to admit openly that it had all been very exciting... and that no harm had been done to our marriage or to anyone.  She also admitted that she had really enjoyed the wonderful new level of intense sexual pleasure her body had experienced while Robert and I stimulated her.

We have since had several more MFM sessions with Robert.  Now she lets herself fully enjoy them, and looks forward to the next session.  My dear Anna has genuinely become a sexually alive woman!  

However on a few occasions I have found Anna lying on our bed having a quiet sob.  When I enquired why, she told me that she was just thinking about all of her wasted barren years during our marriage... before we found out about TRT, its ability to bringing her to life, and the missed opportunities of earlier enjoyment of sex with two men.   

I hope you enjoyed reading about our experiences, and just remember: "You are never too old to enjoy sex and share MFM pleasures.  It is never too late." 


NOTE from Joan:
See my Advice File A13 for more information about testosterone therapy that is mentioned above.
