Author: Pookie
Title: Pookie | Mark Tells His Story (Chapter 4)
Part: Chapter 4
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
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Mark Tells His Story
by Pookie

Chapter 4


As we spend more and more time together over the next week, we 
talk often about our past relationships.  Melissa seems to want 
me to know as much about her as possible.  She told me about an 
abusive boyfriend she had during her first semester.  He was not 
physically abusive.  But he abused her mentally and emotionally.  
He was the 'big man' on campus at the time.  He used her with no 
regards for her feelings.  It hurt her badly at the time.  

I explained the things that happened with Debbie.  I was fearful 
that she would think I was a wimp for putting up with her 
cheating as long as I did.  But she seemed to understand how I 
felt.  She told me she admired me for trying to make things work 
out.  After I told her what she finally did to humiliate me, I 
saw a tear roll down her cheek.  She was hurting for me.  We 
consoled each other over past events.  But we also grew very 
close.  A strong bond was forming very quickly between us.  We 
fell in love with each other.  

I knew I wanted her to be my girlfriend and more.  I believed 
then that she wanted me just the same.  When I did ask her for a 
commitment to be my girl exclusively, she finally made a very 
shocking confession to me.  That confession about being sexually 
involved with her parents made no difference to me.  I was deeply 
in love with this girl.  I wanted her to be mine now and for 
years to come.  

I asked her for that commitment and she gave it to me.  She swore 
to me that she would never intentionally hurt me.  She swore that 
she would never cheat on me.  She swore that she loved me deeply 
and wanted to be with me for years to come as well.

"Mark, I've never 'cheated' on a boyfriend.  Yes, I've had sex 
with my parents and some couples as part of swinging.  But I've 
never had an affair while I had a boyfriend.  I promised myself 
years ago that I never would do that to a guy.  I won't cheat 
with my heart.  I promise that to you as well.  I promise to tell 
you about anything that happens with my parents and to include 
you in everything we do."  

"I trust you, Melissa.  I'll never cheat on our love.  I have all 
I could ever hope to have with you.  I will never hurt you like 
that either."

The faith I have in her is very strong.  Her confession to me 
alone tells me how much faith she has in me.  There is little 
jealousy between us, which has allowed us to be open and share 
our thoughts and desires.  The bond between us grows stronger and 
stronger each day.

My love for her has grown over the weeks since she became my 
girlfriend.  Her confession to me about her sexual involvement 
with her parents stunned me at the time.  But since then I have 
discovered that the idea of them having sex is very erotic.  I've 
even jerked off thinking about Melissa having sex with her 
parents!  She has offered to let me join in with them sometime 
soon.  However, we have yet to have a real opportunity to try a 
foursome with them.  But hope springs eternal.  

Since her confession, we've discussed about becoming involved 
with group sex and swinging as a couple.  Melissa told me more 
about the couples she has been involved with before we began 
dating.  She and I both believe we can enjoy sex with others as 
long as it is something we do together as a couple.  Neither one 
of us likes the idea of being away from the other while having 
sex with someone else.  Sex is something we enjoy together, not 
separately.  Melissa has a great grasp on how to separate love 
and sex.  The love we have for each other makes our sex better 
than it can ever be with anyone else.  There may be guys with 
bigger cocks or longer lasting than me.  But they will never have 
what I have, her love.  

Melissa says I'm the first guy she has ever truly been in love 
with.  That certainly gives me one hell of an ego boost.  But she 
also told me that I'm the first guy who could make her have 
orgasms regularly from just fucking.  Now I'm not huge in the 
cock department, but I'm not small either.  I'd say I could 
compete with or beat any average guy in the size department.  I 
know Melissa has fucked guys with bigger cocks than mine in the 
past.  But she says that I have something that those guys did 
not, her love.  Melissa told me one time that size does matter.  
But the size of a man's cock isn't the primary thing either when 
it comes to enjoying sex.  Most importantly to her are the 
feelings and emotions she shares with the person.

She told me after the first time we fucked that "you are a 
perfect fuck!"  I asked her what she meant by that and she said 
that I was just the right size for her and I knew what to do to 
more than satisfy her.  I told her that I bet she would not turn 
down a bigger cock if the opportunity were there.  She surprised 
me when she said she would turn it down for a cock smaller than 
mine, depending on the man. 

Melissa and I spend most evenings together.  Many nights we end 
up sleeping together at one of our apartments.  Needless to say, 
sleep comes much later than the time we go to bed!  Melissa is 
insatiable.  I swear I believe she could fuck and suck 
continuously for the rest of her life if at all possible.  She is 
always ready for more!  I always wear out before she does.  I 
told her one night that I was sorry I had not satisfied her.  She 
looked at me and smiled saying she was as satisfied as she could 
possibly be.  

It is not unusual for me to wake up to her massaging my morning 
erection before either taking me deep in her sexy mouth or her 
tight little pussy.  What more can a man ask for than a beautiful 
sexy girl that adores him along with being a slut in his bed! 

This morning is no different.  As I begin to awaken, I can feel 
Melissa's hot mouth and tongue working on my rock hard cock.  She 
loves to lie between my legs so she can lick and suck on me while 
also staring into my eyes to see my own satisfaction.  Opening my 
eyes, I see my gorgeous lady smiling at me while rubbing my cock 
back and forth across her sexy lips.  

"Good morning, handsome."

"Oh fuck, baby ... you know just how to get me 'up' in the 
mornings!"

"I wish I could claim credit for making your sexy cock so hard.  
But it was already standing tall when I woke up.  I'm just 
putting it to good use!" she says with her cutest smile.

"It's rock hard because of having your sexy ass laying with me 
all night long.  You're a fucking dream when asleep or awake!"

"Flatterer!  I think you're just kissing ass so I'll suck your 
cock off for you ... maybe even let you fuck my innocent young 
pussy too?" she says, teasingly, before licking up and down my 
cock a few times.

"I'll kiss anything you have baby ... please don't stop what 
you're doing ... oh fuck yes!"

Watching her mouth descend over my cock is one of the most erotic 
sights I will ever witness.  Just the thought of my cock being 
inside the mouth of this woman is enough to make some men lose 
their control and blow their load too soon.  Sometimes I close my 
eyes because of the vision.  Watching is almost as good as the 
feeling of her sexy lips sliding down my shaft, almost as good.  

She knows just how to bring me so close to exploding but not 
taking me over the edge.  She is very talented at taking my cock 
completely into her mouth and throat.  She knows that I can't 
take too much of this early in the morning though.  She enjoys 
swallowing my hot cum but I know she wants her pussy to be filled 
instead.  

I somewhat reluctantly pull back from her mouth.

"Don't take my play toy away from me!" she says with a very sexy 
pout.

"Don't worry my sexy lady. I'll be putting your play toy 
someplace else for you to enjoy soon.  First, there is something 
else that needs taking care of," I say with a mischievous smile.

I forcefully turn her over onto her back and move between her 
legs.  I love her so much but sometimes I just want to pound her 
body with my cock.  Melissa loves this kind of rough sex though. 

I found this out not long after we started dating regular that 
she likes her man to take control of her during sex. Outwardly, 
Melissa is anything but submissive.  She hates to feel that 
someone is controlling her.  But in the bedroom, she wants her 
man to take control of her.  

The first time she went out and fucked Eric before she became my 
girlfriend, I was somewhat angry with her.  She had not done 
anything wrong at the time.  But I was in love with her.  The 
next night when we were finally alone was when I discovered her 
desire to be controlled while fucking.  She taunted me into 
treating her rough.  Not rough in a manner that she gets hurt.  
But in a way that both of us know she is at my mercy.  She likes 
to be fucked hard and even spanked at times.  Once again, 
spanking not in a manner that leaves bruises.  A spanking where 
she is submitting to her man completely is different.  I could 
see the lust in her eyes as I spanked her sexy tight ass, talking 
to her like a bad little girl.  Now, she will look back at me as 
if to say don't you dare stop, but also letting me know she 
trusts me to not to really hurt her.

As my eyes gaze at her lying naked and spread open on my bed, I 
want to devour her just as she did my cock.  

I begin kissing her soft lips passionately, my tongue finding 
hers in our open mouths.  After kissing down her chin and neck, 
my lips find a hard nipple while my fingers find the other.  She 
loves to have her nipples bitten firmly and pinched.  I want her 
to feel all the pleasure I can give her.  She moans as I chew 
gently, alternating between each nipple.  My mouth trails down 
her firm stomach.  I lick and gently pull at her the ring in her 
pierced navel with my teeth.  Looking up into her eyes, I see 
nothing but pure lust and desire for me.  

I kiss and lick my way down between her firm slender legs.  I 
kiss and lick the insides of her thighs, tantalizingly close to 
her very wet pussy.  She is moving her hips, trying to make my 
mouth touch her most precious treasure.  I don't make her wait 
any longer as my tongue dances lightly over her delicate lips.  I 
intentionally avoid her clit, as I want to tease her just a 
little before I make her scream in pleasure.  My tongue snakes 
between her outer lips.  I use my thumbs to spread them apart to 
look at the wet hole that so many men would give anything to fuck 
just once.  It is mine for now.  I extend my tongue into her cunt 
and feel her juices flow over it.  Her moans and pleading grow 
loader as her pleasure builds.  She grabs my head with both hands 
to hold my mouth to her luscious cunt.  

I give her what I know she wants badly.  I move my lips to 
surround her clit and begin sucking gently.  My tongue flutters 
across her sensitive bud, bringing forth a long deep wail from 
her lungs.  I continue my assault on her throbbing clit as she 
pushes her pussy hard against my mouth.  Her orgasm consumes her; 
she can't take any more of this stimulation.  

"Oh God, yessss ... I am cumming babe!  I am cumming on your 
tongue!  Oh God Mark! ... lick my pussyyyyyyyyyy!

I only give her a few moments to enjoy her strong orgasm before I 
move up between her legs and begin to push my own throbbing shaft 
deep inside her very tight cunt.  

"Fuck me, lover ... fuck my pussy so deep and hard ... take me 
Mark!"

Her moans grow load as her eyes grow wide from the sudden 
penetration.  I can feel her cunt squeezing my cock so fucking 
tight as she goes through a small orgasm.  I begin a steady 
rhythm of fucking her body.  Her pussy lips drag tightly along my 
cock as I fuck her precious pussy.  She looks at me, telling me 
to fuck her harder and deeper.  

I begin pounding into her body with mine.  My cock feels like it 
could explode at any moment from the way her pussy squeezes it so 
intimately.  She grabs me by my hair and demands that I fuck her 
even harder.  

"Ohhhh fuck, Mel!  I'm so close to cumming deep inside your 
fucking tight pussy!!"

"Fill me with all of your cum lover ... fuck me full of your hot 
sperm ... fuck me hard and fill me now!!"

Feeling her arms and legs wrap around me to pull me deep into her 
cunt as far as possible, my cock explodes as I moan loudly into 
her shoulder.
	
"Here it comes babyyyyy!!!  Oh fuckkkkkkkkkkk yesssss!!"

Feeling my cock erupting causes her to scream out her own orgasm.  
Her pussy keeps spasming around my cock as my cum fills her to 
overflowing.  We collapse into each other's arms.  My cock is 
still buried in her cunt.  I can still feel this insatiable 
girl's pussy squeezing my cock over and over, milking every last 
drop from it.  She looks at me with nothing but love in her eyes.

"I love you so much, Mark.  I want to always feel this way.  No 
one has ever made me feel like you do.  No one.  No one ever 
could."

"I love you too.  I feel like just lying here, holding you all 
day, never letting go of you.  I can't imagine a day without you 
in it.  It would seem so meaningless."

A tear forms in her eye, a tear of happiness.  How can two people 
be any more intimate?  How can two people love each other more?  
How can either of us do anything to hurt the other?  Looking into 
each other's eyes, we know we could never do anything but love 
each other.  

We both hurry out of bed to jump in the shower to wash off the 
smell of sex from last night and this morning.  I just love 
watching her in the shower as she touches her body and soaps it 
up.  If we didn't have to get to classes this morning, I would 
fuck her again right now!  We hurry to finish our showers.  
Melissa wears very little makeup; she just does not need it.  She 
put on this sexy yellow top that really shows off her firm tits.  
She slips on some sexy shorts and before long we are headed out 
the door to go to classes.  

As we leave the apartment and close the door, Melissa says she 
will drive her car too. She wants to go by to see an older lady 
that she knows well who just got out of the hospital.  She says 
she didn't know she was in the hospital until yesterday when she 
found out she had been discharged.  I ask her if I know the lady 
and she says she doubts it.  We are both in a bit of a rush or I 
would have pursued it further.  But I really was not concerned as 
she has many friends I still have yet to meet.  She kisses me 
quickly with a look in her eyes promising me much more later 
today.

Classes move along at their normal pace.  I get to see Melissa a 
few times between classes but usually we only have a few minutes 
to see each other.  We usually try to talk but sometimes it 
becomes a quick make-out session too!  Melissa finishes classes 
about an hour before I do, so she usually waits around on me.  

Melissa catches up with me before my last class.  She tells me 
she will go ahead on to see her friend so we will have the 
afternoon to ourselves.  She tells me to call her on her cell 
phone when I get out of my last class.  Standing outside my 
classroom, she kisses me like she usually does, passionately.  It 
seems that whatever she does is always done with passion.  She 
doesn't ever seem to care that we are in public.  She has told me 
she loves me deeply and doesn't care that others watch her 
express it.  How can a guy argue with that!   

She begins walking down the hall away from me.  She keeps looking 
back and smiling at me, the smile she only gives to me.  Looking 
at her I can't help but think how lucky I am to have her.  I 
watch other guys turn to stare at her as she passes them.  They 
can see the beauty just as I can.  But the looks she gives me 
with her eyes and smile lets me know that only I can have her 
heart.

I run on to my class only to discover that the professor has 
canceled it.  The first thought that pops into my head is maybe I 
can catch up with Melissa and we can go see her friend together 
and then have the rest of the afternoon to ourselves.  I begin 
running across campus to the parking lot just in time to see her 
pulling out in her car.  I figure I can follow her to her 
friend's place and then let her know about the canceled class.  I 
realize I don't have much time though.  I need to catch up to her 
because she didn't say where this lady lived.  

Luckily, Melissa gets caught at the first traffic light and I am 
able to get a few cars behind her.  I think, "Why not call her on 
her cell phone?" I decide to wait and surprise her though.

I follow her toward a familiar apartment complex.  At first I 
don't think much about this.  I assume this lady could live just 
about anywhere.  As she pulls into the entrance to the complex, a 
thought overwhelms my mind.  This is the complex where her last 
boyfriend Daniel has an apartment.  I slow down out of some 
instinctive curiosity to see exactly where she is going.  Her 
friend could easily live in one of these apartments.  I watch 
with increasing curiosity as she parks in a very familiar place, 
in front of Daniel's building.  

I pull into a space down from her; just to see what apartment she 
will go too.  In my mind I know this can only be a coincidence.  
There is no way she will be going to Daniel's apartment.  She 
couldn't.  She would never do something like this to me.  I watch 
as she gets out of her car.  She has a handbag that I recall 
seeing in her backseat a number of times but never thought to ask 
what is in it.  She walks a few steps toward the building.  She 
stops for a few moments to look around the parking lot as if to 
see if she sees anyone she knows.  

From where I'm parked, she can't make out that I'm there watching 
her.  I feel like I am now spying on the woman I love which gives 
me a very uneasy feeling.  She almost seems worried that someone 
she knows will see her.  I begin getting a very sick feeling 
about what I am watching.  After she looks around for a few 
moments, she walks toward the building.  She begins walking up 
the steps quickly to the apartments that are upstairs.  

Each building has four apartments, two upstairs and downstairs.  
Daniel's is one of the two upstairs.  The sick feeling I have 
grows worse.  She won't go to Daniel's apartment.  She can't.  My 
heart begins pleading for her to go to the other apartment.  

As she reaches the top of the stairs, she stops for a moment and 
looks at Daniel's apartment door.  Then walks toward it.  I watch 
as she knocks on the door, which almost immediately opens.  I can 
see Daniel and it is so obvious that he is expecting her.  He has 
this big smile on his face as she walks past him into the 
apartment.  He looks like a guy that knows he is about to get 
what he desires most, my girlfriend!  She steps inside quickly 
and just as quickly a smiling Daniel closes the door.  

My Melissa is now inside her old boyfriend's apartment.  She told 
me she was going to see a sick lady that just got out of the 
hospital.  Daniel looks nothing like a lady and he looked to be 
smiling too much to be sick.  He looked like someone that was 
feeling wonderful.  He looked like a person about to feel even 
better, with my girlfriend!  

Tears begin to flow from my eyes uncontrollably.  The woman I 
thought loved me so much is cheating on me.  The woman that 
promised she would never deceive me has lied to me and is now 
with her former lover in his apartment.  I feel numb and sick.  
How could she do this to me?  How can she go behind my back like 
this?  How long has this been going on?  Am I that blind that I 
didn't realize she was cheating on me with Daniel?  How many lies 
has she been telling me over the past month?  I thought I knew 
Melissa.  The way she looks at me when she says she would never 
hurt me is so honest and convincing.

I sit in my car just staring at the apartment door praying she 
will come out of it.  After about thirty minutes, I decide I 
can't sit waiting any longer.  But I can't bring myself to go up 
those stairs and confront Melissa and her lover.  I start my car 
and decide to drive somewhere, anywhere.  I just can't sit and 
watch that damn door any longer.  

I drive around for about thirty minutes with my thoughts and 
emotions overloading my mind.  I want to hurt her.  I want to 
kill her.  I'm scared of my feelings.  I love her.  

I can't drive away from her like this.  I have to go back.  Good 
or bad, I have to confront her.  I have to know why.  Why did she 
lie to me?  Why did she deceive me?  She seems so in love with me 
but yet she runs to her old boyfriend behind my back.  She said 
she has never deceived a boyfriend with her heart.  I guess I 
should feel special that I am her first.  The sex we had last 
night and this morning was incredible.  Why is she not satisfied 
with just me?  Tears continue to roll down my cheeks.

I pull back into the parking lot for the apartment complex and 
find the same spot I had before still available.  I also can see 
Melissa's car still parked in the same spot as well.  

She has been with him now for an hour.  I suddenly remember that 
I would be getting out of class by now. She told me to call her 
when I did.  I try to compose myself so that I can talk like I 
normally do.  I don't want her to notice that I am upset.  Not 
yet anyways.  I want to figure out what I need to do first before 
we have a confrontation. I pick up my cell phone and dial hers.  
After four rings, she picks it up knowing who it is from the 
caller id feature on her phone.  She tells me hello in her normal 
way.  

"Hi, babe, are you out of class now?"

"Yea ... I'm finished for the day," I say, not wanting to admit 
yet that I was finished over an hour ago.

She seems to hesitate talking which makes me realize she is 
trying to be careful about what she says to me.  I ask her where 
she is.  

"Where are you at now baby?"  I ask, knowing what she will say 
won't be the truth.

"I'm still at my friend's.  I'm about to leave though."

Well technically it's not a lie.  I decide to ask her some more 
details about her visit.  I want to see just how truthful she 
will be to me now.

"How is your friend doing now?"

"Much better now.  I think my visit has helped a lot."

I can't believe her nerve.  

"Where does your friend live?" I ask with curiosity to see if she 
will tell me specifically where she is at now.

"She is staying close to Sunset Drive," she says.

Technically this is true.  But she didn't offer any more 
specifics on her own.  Obviously she is being vague on purpose.  
I decide to ask her to tell me exactly where her friend lives.

"Where exactly are you.  I'll meet you there now so we can go 
somewhere to eat."

"Oh ... ahhh ... don't worry about coming here.  I'm leaving now 
anyways.  I will meet you at the front of the mall and we can eat 
there and then I can buy that CD you have been wanting.  I'm 
leaving now so don't worry about coming here.  See you at the 
mall shortly babe.  I love you.  Bye sweetie."

She obviously doesn't want to tell me where she is exactly.  She 
is well aware that I know where Daniel lives, that I would know 
that there is no older lady living in that apartment.  She told 
me she loved me and quickly said bye ending the call.  She didn't 
want me to push her for more information that would reveal that 
she was with her lover cheating on me. 

About five minutes later, I see the door to Daniel's apartment 
open and she steps outside.  Immediately I notice something very 
different about her.  She isn't wearing the same top she had on 
this morning.  I can't believe this shit.  She is wearing a very 
sexy top.  It really shows off her firm medium size tits in a 
very revealing way.  

I become furious as I watch her quickly come down the stairs.  
She changed her clothes for that bastard.  She wanted to treat 
him special, to be sexy for him.  Fortunately, she saves me even 
more anguish by not kissing Daniel goodbye.  I guess he is just a 
fuck for her after all.  I should be happy about that I guess.  I 
can't satisfy my woman in bed but she will at least save her 
kisses for me.  

As Melissa comes down the stairs, I can see she is carrying the 
same handbag she took in with her.  She quickly unlocks the car 
and opens the door.  After she gets inside, I see her grab her 
head and mouth 'shit'.  She reaches into the handbag and pulls 
out the top she put on this morning and had entered his apartment 
wearing.  She seems to glance around quickly to see if anyone can 
see her.  Then she quickly pulls the top over her head revealing 
a very sexy bra that she did not wear that morning either!  She 
quickly pulls her original top back over herself.  She looks into 
the mirror and quickly fixes her hair.  She starts the car and 
pulls out.  She uses the normal exit from the complex so she does 
not see me still sitting in my car.

I just sit in my car thinking and trying to make sense of all of 
this.  But I can't.  I am hurting badly.  I feel lost.  Melissa 
is cheating on me.  She lied to me.  The girl I love more than 
anything in this world wants another guy.  I am not man enough 
for her.  Some of my friends tried to warn me.  They said she had 
gone through many boyfriends.  I would just be another she would 
dump just like the others they said.  Looks like they were right.  
Looks like I have been deceived once again by someone I loved.  
This time, it is by the girl I wanted in my life so badly.  I've 
never wanted anyone else like I wanted Melissa.  She has hurt me 
worse than Debbie ever could.  I believed deep in my heart that 
she would never deceive me like this.  It seems that I was very 
wrong.

Melissa was so convincing though.  She knows how badly Debbie 
hurt me.  She knows the pain I went through trying to salvage 
that relationship while Debbie continued her cheating.  I gave 
everything to make things work with Debbie.  She brought her 
lover home when she knew I was there so she could destroy my 
heart right in front of me.  Now I get to watch Melissa destroy 
my heart all over again.  Melissa fooled me into thinking she was 
different.  Now I know she is no different than any other 
cheating bitch.  How long will it be before she brings Daniel in 
front of me as her lover to humiliate me?  Looks like I would 
have seen it coming.

Looks are so deceiving.

(continued in chapter 5)

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