What If? Reading Erotica - Sex Stories

What If? Reading Erotica

... cock and slowly wrapped my lips around the head and started sucking. I sucked, licked and kissed his cock till his was ready to shoot a load. He said, " Marsha I going to cum," he went to push my head away but I just gripped my lips around his cock head and let him cum. When he fell back on the bed I spit the cum out into a Kleenex, but made sure he didn't see it. I then took his cock back in my mouth and got it hard again, then I had him move further up on the bed and I mounted him. The sex was nice, a young man who really wanted it. I was gentle with him, almost loving, not like with the others, who just wanted raw sex. I almost felt like I was nurturing this young man. Within a few minutes he climaxed. He looked at me and said "thank you Marsha." I got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. When I returned Aaron was sitting on the bed looking sad. I looked at him and asked, "What's wrong Aaron?" He looked at me with sad eyes and said, "I cheated on my wife Cindy." The sex I had with you was great, better then Cindy and I have ever had. You are a fantastic sexual partner, but now I have to live the rest of my life knowing I cheated on my wife. She deserves a better husband then that. I was totally taken back, I didn't know too many men who felt that way about their wives, and I told him so. In fact, I mentioned to him that if he didn't want to carry the burden of cheating on her for the rest of his life that he should tell her. If their love was real and she was the ...

... kind of women he said she was that she would forgive him. Better to hear it from him instead of through a rumor mill. He looked at me and said the sex was great but something was missing. The sex he and his wife had was different, it was making love. The cuddling, hugging, and kissing they did after having made love made them feel closer. That's when I began to realize why the sex with Roger seemed better. It wasn't the sex, but a combination of sex and love which had been missing with these new lovers. That's when I decided to try and end this life style. Bob was the problem agent. After I first slept with Jim, Bob was around me every chance he could get. It started out friendly just like all the agents, but Bob wanted more. He started out the first time being nice and kind even gentle. His lovemaking started out gentle but started to get a little rougher. I didn't mind, it was different then what I was use to with Roger, definitely not better just different. Bob started paying a lot of attention to me and it felt good. I liked him but didn't love him, after awhile he wanted more. He said just once a week or every other week just wasn't enough. I agreed to start seeing him on Fridays when Roger and the boys went to football and basketball games. We just met at Bills (the single agent) apartment and just had sex for a couple of hours. It was good to be wanted like that, but after awhile Bob became possessive. I didn't like that and told him so. I mentioned that it was all over ...