Author: Pookie
Title: Pookie | Mark Tells His Story (Chapter 3)
Part: Chapter 3
Universe: College
Summary: A young man recalls how he met his true love and how she 
dramatically changed his life forever. He also discovers how 
looks can be so deceiving. Can their relationship survive?
Keywords: MF, FF, consensual, incest, bi, spank, cheat, group, 
oral, anal, creampie
Revision: 1.00
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Mark Tells His Story
by Pookie

Chapter 3


When I get back to my apartment, it's almost 2am.  Ronnie is in 
his room with some chick.  Looks like we both scored tonight.  I 
notice the caller id on the phone blinking.  As I check the 
numbers, I see Melissa's number having called about midnight.  I 
checked for any messages on the machine but there are none.  
Maybe she was thinking about me the same as I was thinking about 
her tonight?  Tomorrow night will be very interesting.

I had a great time with Stephanie.  But I would've traded it in a 
heartbeat to be with Melissa tonight instead.  She was wonderful 
in bed.  But it wasn't the same.

I slept in late the next day to catch up on some well-needed 
sleep.  After getting up about noon, I decide to go ahead and 
call Melissa to make sure we are still on for tonight.  She picks 
up the phone on the second ring.

"Hello," she says.

"Good afternoon baby.  Is everything going OK today?

"Yea, I slept in late this morning."

"I did too.  I'm still waking up myself."

"Late night, huh?"

I'm not stupid.  Here is a loaded question if I ever heard one.  
She knew I was not home at midnight last night.

"Not too late.  I guess you had a long night too."

I can give as good as I can take with the loaded questions.

"It wasn't too late."

I can tell we are both being evasive this morning.  Neither of us 
wants the other to know what we actually did it would seem.  I 
decide to just let it drop if she will.

"Are we still going out tonight?" I ask.

"Of course we are.  Unless you changed your mind?"

"No way, chick.  I can't wait to see you."

"I would invite you over this afternoon but I'm going to my 
parent's house for awhile this afternoon.  I'll be back in time 
for our date though."

"That's cool.  I need to do some things around here anyways.  The 
clothes don't wash themselves!"

"Yea, I know.  That's why I am taking mine with me to my parent's 
so mom can wash them while I am visiting with them."

"Got room for another load?" I say, chuckling.

"Go wash your own clothes buster," she says, laughing.

"Okay girl, I'll pick you up around seven then."

"Okay, see ya, babe."

Our conversation didn't seem all that strained compared to last 
night.  I still wonder how we'll react to each other when I pick 
her up though.

Driving over to her apartment, I begin thinking about the 
previous night.  I had fun with Stephanie.  She was a good dancer 
and fun to hang out with.  She was great in bed as well.  I loved 
the way she was screaming while I was fucking her.  It was a big 
turn-on to hear her yell out my name so often as she experienced 
her orgasms.  I was scared a few times that her neighbors would 
call the cops to come rescue her.  I guess they must be used to 
her being so vocal late at night by now though.

I also begin thinking about Melissa and Eric.  Did they fuck each 
other last night as well?  A tremendous feeling of jealousy hits 
me suddenly.  The idea of her fucking someone else really bothers 
me.  I know we are not committed to each other.  But I still feel 
the same way.  Will she think I fucked Stephanie?  Does she have 
the same feelings that I do right now?

After I arrive at her apartment complex and approach her door, I 
begin thinking that I need to be careful what I say.  I don't 
want her to think I am going crazy with jealousy.  That would be 
a big mistake with her.

Knocking on the door, she opens it and smiles at me like she 
usually does.  She asks me to come inside for a few minutes 
before we leave.  I walk over to the couch and sit down where I 
usually do.  She says she will be finished getting ready in a few 
minutes.  

Tammy, one of her roommates, comes in the room and sits by me.  

"You two got a big night planned."

"Nothing big.  Just going dancing and hanging out tonight.  Going 
to listen to a new band tonight.  I saw them last night and they 
were really good."

"Look.  I know you two ran into each other last night.  Melissa 
told me earlier that she is worried about how you felt about 
seeing her there.  She likes you Mark.  I can see it in the way 
she talks about you."

"Ah, I really don't know if we should be talking about our 
relationship like this.  I don't want her to get mad at me."

"She won't get mad.  I'm her best friend.  I like you too Mark.  
I hope things work out with you two.  She really needs someone 
like you in her life."

"What do you mean?"

"She needs someone who thinks about her as more than just an 'arm 
trophy'.  A few guys have hurt her really badly in the past that 
only saw her as that.  I hope you will stick it out with her.  
She can be pretty wild and crazy at times.  I know her better 
than anyone.  She needs someone she can depend on.  I think you 
are that kind of guy."

Just then Melissa walks into the room.  

"Hitting on my date, huh?" Melissa says, sarcastically.

"Yea chick.  You better grab him before I do!" she says smiling 
devilishly."

"Lets go before I have to smack around my roommate," Melissa 
says, grinning.

We walk down to my car without saying much to each other.  While 
driving to get something to eat, very little is said between us.  
I think we both know what is on the other's mind.  The silence 
makes us both feel awkward.  

We stop to eat at a local pizza shop.  We say very little to each 
other.  The awkward feeling keeps growing between us.  We both 
can feel the tension building between us.  We both want to know 
how the other is feeling about last night.  What did they do last 
night after they left the club?  But both of us are afraid to ask 
the other that very question.

After we eat, we drive over to the same club we both were at last 
night.  This time we are going there together though.  However, 
the tension is still the same as last night.  I begin thinking 
that this probably was not the best idea.  But then if I suggest 
going someplace else, will she think I am upset and don't want to 
be where she was with Eric just the night before?  We say very 
little on the drive over there.

After we arrive, we sit at a table to listen to the band and talk 
for a short time.  But the conversation is strained again as we 
both are thinking of the previous night when we saw each other 
sitting with different companions.  

"Do you want to dance?" I ask.

"Yea."

A slower song is playing.  At first we don't hold each other very 
close like the week before.  We both know there is real tension 
developing.  But neither of us seems to know how to get past it.  
I move my hand to her face, pushing her hair back so I can see 
her face clearly.  Slowly I lean down to kiss her gently.  She 
responds to my kiss by pulling closer to me and then laying her 
head on my shoulder.  

We still say very little to each other the rest of the time we 
are there.  But at least we are sharing some intimacy between us.   
After about an hour, I realize we are saying more to friends we 
see there than to each other.  I suggest to her that we go hang 
out somewhere else.

"Would you like to find someplace else to hang out?"

"Yea, I guess.  Lets go back to your apartment if you want?"

"Lets go.  Ronnie probably will be there with a few of his 
friends.  We can hang out with them or in my room if you want?"

"Sounds great."

We drive back over to my apartment.  As we walk in the door, we 
both see Ronnie and three of his friends.  We tell them hello but 
the whole time Melissa is pulling on my arm leading me down the 
hall to my room.  

After she pulls me into the room, she shuts the door behind us 
and locks it.  She walks up to me and leans up to begin a very 
passionate kiss.  After a few moments, she pushes me toward the 
bed to sit down.  She sits down beside me.

"Mark ... we both know that last night bothered both of us."

"Yea, I guess running into each other like that was not a good 
thing."

"We agreed to date others.  But I have to admit that seeing 
Stephanie with you didn't sit well with me."

"I can't say I enjoyed seeing you with Eric either."

"I was worried about what you were thinking Mark.  I really like 
you.  I don't want to screw up things between us.  But I really 
believe we need to see others for awhile too."

"I was worried what you were thinking too.  I'm sorry I didn't 
say much to you last night."

"It's okay, Mark.  I didn't really know what to say to you 
either."

"Well ... I guess we need to compare notes ahead of time so we 
don't run into each other like that," I say chuckling.

"Speaking of comparing notes ... ahhh ... you and Stephanie ... 
when you left the club with her ... where did you go?"

"If I answer your question, will you answer mine?"

"Ahhh ... yea I guess," she says somewhat hesitant and blushing.

"Okay then, I took her to her apartment.  We hung out there 
awhile.  Same question for you, where did you and Eric go after 
you left the club?"

"We went back to his dorm ... we hung out there awhile.  What did 
you and Stephanie ... do?

"Wait a minute now, another question?  Do I get to ask another as 
well?"

"Uh yea ... now what did you two do?"

"We talked awhile.  Got to know each other better."

"Answer the question, buster," she says, with a funny but serious 
look.

"Well ... we had sex.  Now before you say anything, what did you 
and Eric do?"

Hesitating for a few moments, she says, "We had sex too.  Are you 
upset?"

"Maybe.  Now my next question ... "

"Whoa there, I get to ask one next!"

"You did.  You just asked if I was upset and I said 'maybe'."

She hits my arm in a playful manner.

"Okay girl, you don't want to play rough with me."

"Oh really?  You think you can take me big boy?" she says, 
smiling defiantly.

"Oh I know I can take you, little girl.  Maybe I need to teach 
you a lesson," I say playfully.

"Let me see what you got then babe!"

I pull her too me and kiss her deeply.  I don't hurt her but my 
grip is very firm and demanding.  After kissing her hard for a 
few moments, I pull back to see intense lust on her face.

"Did he kiss you like that?"  I ask, in a demanding tone.

"Yes."

Pushing her back on the bed and moving over her, I begin kissing 
her passionately again.  My mouth moves down over her neck, 
sucking and biting.

"Did he bite and suck on you like this?

"Yes."

Straddling her waist as I pull her top off.  Then removing her 
bra so her firm tits are exposed to me.  I lean down to kiss and 
lick on her tits for a few moments.  Taking her nipples into my 
mouth and sucking firmly while I pinch the other.

"Did he suck and lick your tits like this?  Did he chew on your 
hard nipples?"

"Yes."

I move off the bed so I can undo her pants and slide them off.  I 
roughly grab her panties and pull them down her legs as well.

"Did he strip you naked like this?  Did he get to see your wet 
pussy?"

"Yes."

While still standing, I quickly take off my clothes.  After I 
slide my boxer shorts off, she can see my rock-hard cock bouncing 
freely.

"I think you were a very bad girl last night.  Turn over and put 
your ass up in the air where I can see it."

She complies without hesitation.  She gets on her knees on the 
bed with her firm tight ass close to me standing beside the bed.  
I feel both cheeks with my hands.  Rubbing softly but firmly.  I 
can see her tight little asshole and seriously contemplate 
fucking her there.  But I know she is not ready for that yet.

"Did he get to feel your sexy ass like this?"

"Yes."

"I think this bad girl needs to be taught a lesson.  I think this 
bad girl needs some discipline?  Don't you think, bad girl?"

"Yes."

I begin spanking her cute tight ass.  I don't hit her very hard, 
but my slaps are firm and can be heard clearly by both of us.  I 
alternate between cheeks so I don't make her sore.  She looks 
back at me with a pure lust and desire.  She whimpers from my 
slaps but I can see from her face that she wants me to continue.  

"Such ... (slap) ... a ... (slap) ... very ... (slap) ... bad ... 
(slap) ... girl! ... (slap)"

"Yessss. Oh Godddd yessss!"

"Melissa, did he fuck you with his hard cock.  Did he put his 
hard cock in your pussy and fuck you deep and hard?"

"Yessssss.  Fuck me Mark, please!  I need your cock in me now!"

I move closer to her and tease her pussy lips with the head of my 
cock.  I let my cock slide in just a little.  She is very tight 
but soaking wet.  Almost as if to reclaim what I believe is mine, 
I drive my cock into her pussy, hard and deep in one thrust.

"Oh Goddddddd, Markkkkkkk!  Fuckkkkkkkkk Meeeeeee!"

"Is this what my bad girl wants?  Does she want me to pound her 
naughty pussy with my big cock?

"Please, please don't stop fucking meeeee!  I need your big cock 
in meeeee!"

My thrusts grow with intensity.  I can feel the bed moving across 
the floor slightly as I roughly pound into her pussy from behind.  
My balls slap her clit time and time again.  I can feel her pussy 
grab my cock like a vice as she explodes into an incredible 
orgasm.

"Ahhhhhhhh Goddddddddddd!  I'm cumminggggggggggggggg!  Ohhhhhhhh 
Fuckkkkkk Yessssssss!  Yessssssssss!"

I can't control own orgasm any longer.  I yell out my own orgasm 
as my cock erupts deep inside her tight spasming pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkk!  Here it cumsssssssssssss!  Fuckkkk 
yesssssss!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I feel her pussy squeezing my cock even tighter as my sperm 
splashes deep inside her.  I can feel her ass pushing back into 
me hard, trying to become one body together with mine.  After a 
minute, I begin to relax as my cock slips from her well-used 
cunt.  I fall down on the bed next to her and pull her close to 
me.

"Are you okay baby?  Did I hurt you?" I ask, with real concern.

"Oh God no, babe.  That was so fucking good!  I can't remember 
ever cumming harder than that!"

"I can't either.  That was so intense!  I was afraid you might 
think I was too rough."

She leans up over me and kisses me softly.  

"I loved it.  I like to be taken like that sometimes.  You didn't 
hurt me.  I know you wouldn't hurt me."

"I could never hurt you like that.  I just got caught up in what 
I was doing and was hoping I wasn't going too far."

"Are you still upset that I ... fucked Eric?"

"No ... I can't say that I am happy about it.  But I'm not upset 
about it.  Are you upset that I fucked Stephanie?"

"I'm not happy about it either.  But I'm not upset with you.  I 
guess I knew it could happen.  With us still dating others."

"Yea ... I guess we should expect that possibility.  I will admit 
to being jealous too.  I know you hate jealousy.  I just couldn't 
help it though.  Melissa, I am falling in love with you.  I can't 
help but feel jealousy watching the girl ... I love ... with 
another guy."

"I'm falling in love with you too, Mark.  It's okay to be 
jealous.  It's natural.  I would have been mad if you had made a 
scene.  But you were cool.  Whenever you are in love with 
someone, you will be jealous when you feel left out.  I ... was 
jealous too.  I love you."

We cuddle for a short while as we caught our breath.

"Mark, was Stephanie as good as me?"

"I can honestly say that no one has ever made me feel as good as 
you do.  Stephanie was good.  But you are much better."

"Would you tell me if she were better than me, honestly?"

"I might tell you what she did to make me feel good.  There is 
nothing she can do that you couldn't do."  

"Good answer," she says grinning, "Did she suck your handsome 
cock as good as me?"

"Not even close girl.  Your blowjobs are the best because you can 
take me all the way.  You are quite skilled at making a cock feel 
incredibly good."

"Did she fuck you better than me?"

"No ... it's not possible for her to be better than you."

"Why."

"Because I don't love her ... I love you."

Melissa spent the night with me.  We fucked like two people in 
love.  We took time to make the other feel good.  We talked about 
what made the other feel good.  We talked more about dating 
others.  We talked about fucking others.  We agreed to keep 
seeing others for a while longer.  But we promised to tell the 
other what happens.  Not out of jealousy.  But, out of our desire 
to share with each other.  We both agreed that sex and love are 
two different things.  

We cuddled closely as we finally drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up with her looking down at me.  I feel 
her soft hand rubbing my chest.  

"Wake up, sleepy head."

"Morning, sexy girl.  Let's sleep in awhile longer."

"No way.  We're going to spend the day together.  Get up and lets 
go fuck in the shower," she says devilishly.

She pulled me out of bed and out into the hallway toward the 
bathroom.  Both of us are naked as we laugh quietly together.  As 
we pass in front of Ronnie's room, he opens the door catching a 
great look at the two of us.  Melissa is not embarrassed though.

"Oops!  I guess we were too noisy," she says, laughing louder.

Ronnie's eyes are glued to her naked body. 

"You two kept the whole complex awake last night!" he says, 
laughing at us.

"Sorry guy.  I will find something to gag her with today," I say, 
jokingly.  Of course she hits my arm playfully again.

"Oh so you wanna get rough do ya?" I say referring to last night.

"Uh oh.  I guess I am in trouble again," she says grinning at 
Ronnie as I pull her into the bathroom.

I pull her into the shower and we take our time touching each 
other.  I slowly wash her firm tits enjoying the feel of her wet 
slippery skin.  She turns so I can wash her back.  As I finish 
with her back, my hands move to cup her tight ass.

"Am I going to get another spanking for being a bad girl again?" 
she asks with anticipation.

"Not this time, baby.  This time I'm going to make love to this 
cute tight ass."

My fingers massage her cheeks.  I soap up my hands and let my 
fingers work their way into the valley between.  I get her to 
bend over slightly.  I let a finger rub softly over her tight 
little asshole.  Slowly, I work a finger inside. 

"Oh yes ... that feels good!"

I begin to slowly fuck her asshole with my soapy finger.  Her 
moans tell me just how good it feels to her.

After a short time I remove my finger and let the water wash away 
the soap.  She begins to lean back up but I stop her and ask her 
to bend over further.  I get down on my knees in the shower and 
begin kissing her cheeks.  I nibble on each spot I kiss and then 
alternate between each ass cheek.  I place my hands on the sides 
of her thighs and move my mouth to her asshole kissing it softly.  
After a few more kisses, I begin to gently circle her asshole 
with my tongue.  

After teasing her for a few moments, my tongue begins to bathe 
her tight little hole.  I begin sucking at her asshole and then 
probing it with my tongue.  I can feel the tight walls grabbing 
at my tongue as I perform this most intimate act.  She moans 
continuously from this attention.  I slide two fingers into her 
cunt and fuck her hungry pussy while I fuck her ass with my 
tongue.  After spending some time making love to her ass and 
pussy, I stand back up and slide my cock slowly into her pussy.  
It only takes a few minutes for us both to cum again from our 
fucking and the erotic feelings that have been building between 
us.

After fucking her and using up all the hot water in the process, 
we take our time drying each other off.  We take out time 
touching and playing with each other's bodies.  We kiss deeply.  
Few words need to be spoken between us.  We can feel the love 
growing between us.

We lounge around the apartment talking more openly to each other 
than ever before.  We share things with each other that we would 
not share with anyone else.  A strong bond begins to form between 
us based on trust and love.  I find out that she has many erotic 
adventures to share with me.  I find that the more she shares, 
the more we can't keep from fucking each other whenever we have 
the opportunity.

What I don't know yet is how our love will be seriously tested 
soon.  I'm soon to learn the hard lesson of how misunderstandings 
can escalate to major problems.  It looks like things could only 
get better for us.  Looks can be deceiving.

(continued in chapter 4)

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