Glamour Shots, Chapter 23 - Sex Stories

Glamour Shots, Chapter 23

... nubbin in my mouth. When she pulled away, she said, “Are you sure you want to know? We don’t talk about our love lives from before each other very much.” I shrugged. “In for a penny, in for a pound. You married me, so how good could it have been?” “Really good, Davey. The sex with Tyler – Ty – was really good,” she laughed softly, “but that’s all that was. He had no other interests outside of the bedroom – or wherever we happened to be when the urge struck him. He was a one-trick-pony, but that trick…” I frowned. “Wait a sec… is this the same guy you were talking about before, the one that was hung?” “No, that was Alec. Alec wasn’t especially dominant or aggressive, and he wasn’t especially good in the sack. He just had a big cock.” She said it very matter-of-factly, like she was telling me it was raining outside or something. As she’d pointed out, we’d never shared much about our prior partners at any point in the years we’d been married, but for some reason we’d started now – or at least she had. I still wasn’t sharing anything about my former love life - but then again I’d asked about hers, while she’d still shown no curiosity about mine. Her own prior love life, on the other hand, she’d begun to share very openly. And sometimes graphically. I debated about asking her to skip it, to not tell me any more, but I didn’t. She went on. “No, Ty wasn’t especially well-endowed. I mean, he was fine, plenty big enough - like you - but he was just very aggressive about sex. He ...

... wanted it a lot, and when he did he just sort of… took it, I guess.” “And you were okay with that? Didn’t that bother you, that he’d do that? I mean, it doesn’t sound very respectful or very loving, and it doesn’t sound at all like anything I’d expect you to accept.” I really was having trouble picturing Alli in that type of relationship; she’s much too strong-willed and independent for that, to have allowed herself to be controlled in that way. It didn’t fit. She shrugged as she replied, “I was much younger then. It was my junior year of college, and it was all very exciting. Plus, I was very horny then and I also wanted it pretty much all the time.” “Well, I’m glad that part hasn’t changed, at least.” I leaned in to nibble her neck, but she poked me in the ribs. “Hey! That’s not very nice.” “Really? I think it is. I’m glad you’re a horny lady.” We kissed, and I went on, “It’s one of my favorite things about you. So anyway, this Tyler dude; you broke up, even though the sex was good?” She nodded. “Yeah, because other than that, the whole relationship was a big zero. He had no personality to speak of. He was quite a bit older than me, and didn’t like to get together with my friends or go out and do stuff – other than fuck – and I just wanted more from life. He was an associate professor, untenured, and didn’t want to hang out with a bunch of students, so my social life tanked. Plus, he pushed me to do things that were just way outside my comfort zone.” “I probably don’t want to ...