Donald Dentley © 2017 * When we lived in Canada, my wife was at art school. She was very busy because she took her courses seriously. I thought this was great but my big problem was that I could not relate to her art school friends. In general I found them shallow and egotistical. They were also younger than us by half a decade or more. That's a lot in you...
The young black youth aged eighteen was lying on the bed while I mounted him for the third time that day. I used his cock and muscular body shamefully to bring myself off with no thought for his pleasure. Kenny was my toy boy, an aircraftsman from the base my husband commanded when he wasn't away on active duty. I'm Lady Denisa forty-seven year old wife of...
- A sequel to the "Betrayed By My Wife!" - I must be, without doubt, the luckiest girl in the world. Despite living in the country and having recently moved into the city I remained a virgin until I married Henry. We had courted in the most proper manner and after our engagement we petted to quite a depth but avoided sexual intercourse. Mind you, we played...
Jessica had been in love with Jacob since she was 18 years old. His family came every summer to her beach front home at the jersey shore. Jessica and her family knew Jacob's family since before either of them were born. Their parents were still the best of friends despite the emotional turmoil Jessica and Jacob went through for the past 4 years. Jacob was 21...
The windshield wipers are whipping across the windshield. I have the high beams on, but they are hardly making a difference in this downpour. I am still an hour from home and on the interstate, when my car starts to sputter. The power is failing; I can tell as my lights dim and die. I pull off to the side of the highway and coast to a stop. I wait a minute...
When I met Luke, I was an awkward teenager just finished high school. He was 25 and, in my eyes, a suave, successful businessman. Our first week together was a whirlwind of sex - he was my first lover. "Let me shave you," he offered after our first night together. "I want to go out with you knowing that you're bare under your skirt." The thought of being L...
So I get a call from the agency. That’s pretty unusual, usually they just send a card and a taxi. It’s been the same kind of stuff for a few weeks now, rich guys wanting to get their kinky rocks off with no strings attached. By this stage I’d moved into Bear’s spare room, although I’d not been home much, so the hotel bills had gone down. All in all I’m doing...
When my parents told me we were going on a trip to Europe that same Fall, I begged to be left behind with Mrs. Asadi again. I had spoken so highly of her during the intervening months that they had no guilt about leaving me there while they toured France. She welcomed me warmly at her door, taking my face into her warm hands as my parents looked on. "This i...
The big three-zero was very nearly upon me, much to my chagrin. When I was twenty, thirty seemed like a lifetime away. When I was twenty-five, thirty seemed like it was several decades away. Even when I turned twenty-nine, thirty still seemed rather far off into the future. But, thirty was upon me. And as I awoke and gazed upon my wife, I realized that eve...
I was running late, over two hours late! I pulled open the door to the bar and stepped inside. The place was already busy with business people who were visiting the hotel for various conferences and meetings or for drinks after work. The band was on stage playing some classic rock music and there were people on the dance floor gyrating to the beat. The light...