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     Donna unexpectedly discovered Roger sitting in a small arbor, reading a book. It was
just a short distance from the ladies sorority house. She sat down beside him. “Taking in
some sun, Roger?”
     Roger looked up and she detected an odd look in his eyes. “It’s always a great
pleasure to see you, Donna. How are things?”
     Donna snuggled a little closer to him. She’d been thinking a lot more about Roger
lately. “Tell me Roger, do you like me?”
     Roger arched an eye brow. “Very much, a day never passes when I either see you or
think of you.”
     Donna put her hand on his shoulder. “Then why haven’t you ever asked me out or sent
a serious pass my way?”
     Her mouth was temptingly near his ear and her voice was barely above a whisper. He
put his book down on the bench.
     “I guess I was afraid of being turned down. Besides, you must have a ton of
admirers? I thought I’d get lost in the shuffle.”
     Donna teasingly nipped his ear. “Why don’t you ask me and see what happens?”
     Roger could not hold back anymore. With a swift movement his arm was around her and
his mouth was on hers. A split second later, his tongue stabbed between her eager lips.
She tasted warm and sweet and very receptive. She leaned into his kiss and soon her
breasts were thrust against his chest.  The breathing got hot and heavy until he came up
for oxygen.
     “My God Donna! Can we get better acquainted?” His flushed face and glazed eyes told
Donna all she needed to know. He wanted her.
     Her hand darted to the protruding bulge in his pants. “Why don’t you come on up to
my room and set a spell?”

***

     Donna was lying on the bed. She only had her sweatshirt on and she watched with a
blushing face as Roger gently licked and tongue fucked her cunt. She crooned, “Yes Roger!
Yes! I’ve waited so long for this. Oooooo! Eat me darling! Ooooo, you’re so naughty! Do
you like the way my cunt tastes?”
     Roger mumbled, “Mmmmmmmm!”
     Roger was still dressed although he’d taken his sweater off. His shirt was
unbuttoned and he was unhitching his belt as his mouth explored and tasted Donna’s juicy
gash. He moaned a little as he drank her rich, oozing lust. Her hands held his face hard
against her and her groin lunged on him, eager for more of his arousing oral contact.
     He swirled and stabbed his tongue inside her mushy cunt while his heart pounded with
the thrill and excitement of this new discovery.  She was wanton and expressive and now
she was his, all his.    
     Donna suddenly cried out from a blistering orgasm. “Ooooo! Shit! Yyyyeeess! Please
Roger! Fuck me! I need you! Hurry!”
     Roger dropped his pants and shorts and climbed up, mounting her. Donna moved her
long, slender legs around his back and drew him inside her. 
Her voice was husky with emotion.  “Quick! Stick it in! Yes! Now fuck it! Just fuck it!”
     Roger almost lost his load as he first encountered her soft, tight wetness. He
buried his tool deep and hard and after a few slow strokes really gave it to her. Each new
invasion was met with vigorous vaginal clutches and squeezes. He felt like she was trying
to milk the cum right out of his swollen balls. 
     “That’s it Donna! Fuck me! God! I’ve wanted you forever! You feel so good! Do you
like it?”
     Donna giggled and groaned at the same time. “Yes baby! Yes! Fuck me harder! I want
it, every fucking inch of it! Ooooo! Roger! Roger! Shoot that cum into my box! Fucking do
me!”
     Any further conversation was cut short by his hungry kiss. His cock throbbed and
slashed into her spasming pussy. She met his twisting thrusts with eager jerks and
clenches. Her arms were around him, holding him even tighter as their bodies became one
fiery convulsion of climatic lust.
     He cried out as she screamed. His sperm shot through her cervix like a rifle ball
and his frantic fucking became a sloppy sounding series of squishy thumps. She matched his
ecstasy with her own, squirting out her honey pot fluids, drenching them both with her own
hot release.
     They lay there, shocked, thrilled and amazed at the unbridled ferocity of their
coupling. Her lips were pouted from the prolonged kissing. Her hair was an absolute mess
while her new lover was still panting and dripping with sweat from his recent exertions.
     Donna whispered, “I think I love you, Roger. I want you to stay in me so bad, it
hurts.”