Without knowing what to expect, Melanie was a bit apprehensive wondering just what a 'no strings attached' relationship would look like. She left his house after that first private encounter with a lot of questions and no answers. Would she hear from him again? When would they get together? Would he have regrets about inviting her to his home? Would she have regrets?
Although she was distracted by the questions, she was also tingling with excitement as she fought the traffic in the late afternoon. Thinking back on their love making was already creating memories for her that she knew she would use in private, masturbating moments. Although she hoped that it wouldn't be their only time together, she was satisfied that it was memorable enough to last her for a while.
By the time Melanie reached her house and checked her email, there were already a couple of messages from him. He wrote about their love making, the sensations he felt, how she was perfect and tasted even better than he imagined. In other words, he said all the right things. She fired back a message of her own telling him how she felt and how her body just tingled just by reading his messages. Clearly, they were head over heels in lust with each other.
Over the following week Melanie and Jack exchanged emails daily. Sometimes they sent e-cards or images of couples in erotic positions with an 'I want to fuck you like this' message. Melanie even googled 'fwb rules' hoping to find some guidelines and instructions as to how the relationship should work. No guidelines to be found, by the way. Instead, she became bolder in her emails and asked him for information. Without sharing many details with her about his past experience, he reassured her that this would work as long as it did for them both. Cryptic and certainly not the detailed rules the Melanie would have preferred, but it would have to do.
Two weeks after first meeting, Jack once again invited Melanie to his house. Excited and still a little nervous, she drove over and once the door was closed behind her, she threw herself into his arms. They clung to each other like a dying man would cling to a life vest. Without a doubt they were lovers and every time they came together that bond was solidified.
Again, they went to the lower level and soon were buck naked next to the bed. Although it was freezing in the house, he didn't allow her to cover up with sheets or blankets and he kept the lights bright. He wanted to see her, he wanted to see everything. Slowly he turned on the charm, igniting all of her erogenous zones. Situated between her legs, she gasped as he dipped his head down but then used his palm to stimulate her. Soon she was begging him to lick her, his smile never wavering as he teased and tempted her for a very long time.
Her begging became desperate pleading until he dipped his mouth down to move over her clit. Moisture dripped from her pussy as he slowly lapped up every drop. Her soft moans became loud cries and she reached for his hair, pulling him in closer to her. The feel of his beard tickling her inner thighs and her tender pussy flesh drove her crazy. She reached down between her legs and fingered the soft hair as just inches away his tongue worked it's magic. Her back arched and her hips bucked as he relentlessly attacked her tender flesh. Never before had she experienced anything like him. She came twice if not three times as he ate her out. It was as if he knew exactly what to do and when. He was her perfect sexual soul mate.
That day Melanie was just a day past her period so they agreed that they wouldn't use a condom. They moved from one position to another, finally ending up with her riding him while her breasts bounced in his face. Still he stayed hard as he so easily could, until she finally moved off of him and spooned into his front as they lay on their sides. She reached between her legs and grasped his cock, placing it at her hole. Positioning was, of course, important and she moved until the head of his throbbing cock was lined up perfectly. Guiding the head into her hole, Melanie ended up moving her upper body further away from him. That gave her the leverage to thrust back harder against him, feeling him deep inside of her and then feeling him pull almost all the way out. His arms encircled her and the sweat from his brow dripped onto her back. They fucked like that for a long time until he groaned loudly and released his hot cum deep inside of her. Slowly they came back together as his cock slipped out of her cunt and he held her tight.
Each encounter, each moment of climax was magical between them. She regularly licked and sucked his cock, trying to coax the cum from him. Although she was never successful at getting him to cum in her mouth, it wasn't for a lack of trying. She was determined to taste his cum someday and was willing to work for the pleasure.
One day after a couple of months of regular meets, Melanie was getting dressed when she sat down on a chair to pull on her socks. Jack sat in front of her with shorts and a t-shirt on. Melanie stifled a giggle when she noticed that Jack's fly was down on his shorts. She could see his briefs and was so tempted to reach over and grab him but time kept her from slipping her hand in his shorts, unfortunately. Jack was reflective at that moment and suddenly asked, "So, what things are on your sexual bucket list?"
The question startled her but after a moment she said, "I can think of two things. First, I've always been curious about having a threesome and I have always wanted to successfully have anal sex."
Melanie blushed, surprised at her honesty. Jack was obviously pleased however, and had more questions for her.
