Chapter Three

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.