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The exams always mean hard times for students, but there’s a way to relax after them and sex seems to be the best alternative!

Lana was passing her exams in the summer semester. When she finally passed the last one she went to the next story and sat on the windowsill, lighting a cigarette. She heard birds chirp and could even smell scent of flowers that were growing in the garden outside. Well, she said to herself, it wasn’t the best exam in my life, but anyway, I did it, the summer is so hot, I’m gonna have good rest.

The door squeaked and she saw Don.

-I’ve got B. Mr. Simmons never puts A to anyone!

-Don, you still can’t smoke, - she looked at him and smiled. One more glance and she turned back to the window.

Though it was terribly hot in the street, it was cool in the building. Bright colors of the greenery and fading sun light were painting pictures on the wall. She felt Don come up to her and put his hand on her shoulder. His other hand parted her hair and he kissed her on the neck. It was a very gentle kiss. His lips went up to the ear, tickling and kissing the lobe of it and somewhere behind it. Smell of her hair was turning him on. He started fondling her beautiful and tasty ear.

-Don…, - she dragged her words.

Either his tickling or the tension of the situation made her laugh.

She half turned to him, dangling her leg. He turned out to be standing between her legs now. Her other leg was pressing against his chest, as she was sitting with her knee bent. He could feel her firm and soft hip through his light shirt and her jeans. She pulled herself closer to him and he felt her breasts. It turned him on even more. He started kissing her forehead, eyes, cheeks. Reaching for her seductive lips he felt her move away from him and whisper:

-Wait…

She jumped off the windowsill and hugged him. She felt something hard in his pants. All of a sudden she grasped her bag and ran out of the room, crying:

-Wait till I come…

Dammit, Don thought.
There were two main reasons. First, he didn’t smoke, and Lana clearly remembered his words that kissing a smoking girl was like kissing an ashtray. She was chewing a mint gum running down the stairs. The second reason was even more trivial. The thing was that the exam lasted for a long time and she simply wanted to pee now. When she was in the WC she used a sanitary nap to dry her pussy after peeing. Then she took off her shirt and her bra, and then put on her shirt back again. She almost didn’t button the shirt for Don to see her navel. I hope he won’t be mad at me and won’t go, she said to herself.
Don was watching the Sun go down. He made a decision that he would leave as soon as the Sun hid behind the horizon. Suddenly he felt the street heat blow into his face. Somebody opened the door. He turned round. Lana was standing in the doorway, smiling. Her smile was so sincere and cheerful that he smiled back at her too. He came up to her and hugged her.

Don was rather tall (about 7 ft) and petite Lana was only tall enough to reach his chest. She held him close, feeling his heartbeat. Getting on her tip toes she cupped her hands round his neck. Her eyes were half closed and her lips reached for him. He bent his head and they kissed. Her tongue slipped between his lips and back. It was hot. Then she felt his tongue in her mouth. She was sucking it so hard that in a couple of seconds she could easily feel the bulge through his pants get larger. Don’s hands were roaming over her back, getting close to her tasty butt.

His left hands was caressing her buttocks, his right one got under the unbuttoned shirt, caressing her soft skin. Suddenly he realized why her tits were so soft. WOW, she took off the bra!

-My sweet girl…. – He whispered kissing her lips again.

His hands were pressing her butt close to him. She felt his cock against her bare navel. She could feel his dickhead through the light pants. His hand was fondling her hips, getting between her legs, pressing against her pussy. His other hand was caressing her left boob. His palm could easily hold her petite breast. Don was so gentle and vehement at the same time, that it made her panties get wet.

Suddenly they stopped. They heard steps in the hall. Soon the noise got quieter.

-What if somebody comes here? – Lana asked him.

-No way! – He answered loudly, taking a chair and blocking the door with it.

He looked around. Lana was sitting on a big table, unbuttoning the shirt. Staring at her large dark nipples he came up closer and kissed them. He was playing with them, pinching them with his tongue. He looked up and saw Lana’s face. She was smiling radiantly. Her eyes were shining. She seemed to be willing to say something but didn’t dare.

She was unbuttoning his shirt. In a moment they were embracing each other, kissing. Her wet nipples were pressing against his bare chest. Her legs cupped his waist, making his dick get to her crotch.

-Hell, why aren’t you wearing a skirt? – Don whispered, stepping away trying to unzip the fly of her jeans.
-Oh, you’re poor thing! – Lana laughed standing up on the table.

She unzipped the fly, smiling mysteriously. Her jeans were now hanging at her ankles. She was still standing on the table. Don was looking at her slender legs, at the triangle of her panties between them.

As it was almost dark he turned her to the window to see her better.

-Stop it… - Lana said blushing and covering her breasts with her palms.

-No, let me see you. You’re so beautiful… babe.

She took off her shoes and her jeans. She was standing on the table in her white shirt and white lacy panties that made it possible to see a narrow line of her bush. Don was staring at her graceful body for a while. Then he came up, burying his face between her hips. He was kissing her more and more passionately. He was kissing her hips in turn, getting up to her sweet cave. His hands were caressing her bare buttocks, getting under her panties and stretching them. He could see her vulva lips better this way. Lana felt him kiss her hips, bridge of his nose set against her love button; it was spreading her lips, making panties get between them, fitting in her cave. Such a massage turned her on. One could hear kisses and her aroused heavy breathing in the semidarkness of the room.

In some minutes of such a love game she whispered:

-C’mon…

She sat down on the table. Don moved her close to the edge, kissing her lips, neck, collarbones. He was caressing her nipples with his tongue, then he went lower to kiss and lick her navel. He was kissing her pubis now. She spread her legs wide. Don got on his knees in front of her, moving her panties aside, kissing her vulva lips. He parted them with the tongue getting in her vagina. It was so hot and wet in there, she was ready to get his dick in. But he continued to work his tongue proceeding to lick the clit, pressing on its sides, pinching it with the tip of his tongue, and finally when rolling the tongue he started rubbing it against the clit up and down.

Lana felt warm waves of pleasure and arousal spread all over her body. She put her legs on his back, showing him the right tempo by pushing her heels slightly. She was breathing heavily, sometimes she was shivering, arousal made her head dizzy. Seemed she was flying away to the shining place in the distance. The light of it was getting brighter and brighter till it turned into a lighter. The first whirling vortex of orgasm seized her body. She was trembling, whispering heavily:

-More , more…

The vortex won’t stop. Touches of Don’s tongue made her feel such pleasure that it seemed it would be painful if he pressed a bit harder. Waves of orgasm were flowing over her again and again, getting less intensive, giving way to sweet bliss. She pulled Don up to kiss him deeply and feel smell and taste of her pussy on his lips.

-Don, you’re just wonderful… - She whispered passionately.

Suddenly she cupped her hands and legs round his body, hanging on him. Her still trembling pussy felt his aroused hard cock through the pants. Damn, I soaked his pants, she thought and let him go. Yes, I’m right, she thought touching his pants. She unzipped his pants, getting in them, setting his cock free.
Wow, it’s so long, she thought, no it’s not, it’s just long and thin at the same time, so that’s why it seems long. She immediately remembered about porn movies where all men had huge thick dicks. I can hold it in my hand, it’s great, she continued thinking. She bent her head and kissed the dickhead, then she licked it with her tongue and kissed again.

-Wait, this way, - Don said getting her on the table edge again.

She held her knees bent, spreading her legs wide apart. She felt Don’s pecker on her wet opened lips. He didn’t impale her, rather was caressing her clit with the head. She was getting aroused again. His tender kisses made her dizzy. She was sucking his frisky tongue, sort of crying about her desire: “Impale me, enter me now!” Seemed Don didn’t see her desire.

First his dickhead was slowly getting in her pussy, moving her swollen lips apart, he was impaling her more and more with every thrust. Lana had small and kind of chubby outer lips, and her inner ones were petite, meeting at the bead of her clit. Her vagina was narrow and tight for Don (it was the tightest pussy he had ever come across). All this contributed to their arousal to grow bigger. His thrusts were more and more intensive, he was getting in and out at the full length of his prick. He touched her womb, moving it aside and stretching the snatch.

He buried his face in her thick dark hair, and Lana heard his breathing become more and more heavy. He was whispering, gasping for breath:

-Not yet, not now… Such bliss… A bit more…

He was breathing as if he had covered dozens of miles, his face was sweat. Lana got off the table pulling off his clothes. She took the knob in her hands, caressing it with her hair – back and forth, from right to left.

-You’re crazy! I’m gonna cum now! – Don hissed at her sitting on the table.

-Sorry, babe, I’ll try this….

She pushed him slightly for him to lie on the table.

-I’ll make it cooler, - she moved her mouth to his phallus, breathing on it, whispering: “sweetie, sweetie…”

-Come to me,- he said in a while.

-Position number two: “She mounts him”, - Lana giggled impaling her still aroused twat on his cock.

She was fucking him, feeling his prick slide inside her, moving her walls apart. Sometimes she slowed down, pressing his penis against her womb, swaying her butt. She heard him moan in delight. She tried to squeeze her muscles and hold the dick this way too. Their tight sliding made them both so hot, that Don couldn’t help saying:

-Stop! Stop!

It was so hard for her to do what he was asking. She jumped off this dick, blowing on it. It was pulsing and throbbing, shining because of her lubrication. The tension was no longer that great. She lay beside him. He turned to her and entered her, hugging and kissing her. He turned on the back, holding her close, sucking her tongue, and drilling her. She was sitting on him again. The only difference was that her legs were stretched now.

She spread them apart slightly, moving down his stem, squeezing her hips, feeling the shaft pressing against her clit. She started swaying to and fro. Her hard nipples were rubbing against his chest. She felt his dick moving inside her getting through the tightly squeezed vulva lips. She wanted him to get deeper and then squeeze tighter in order not to let him get out of her hot flesh.

She felt like cumming. She paused for a moment filled with delight that was like a wave spreading over every cell of her body. She was close to losing her consciousness, she didn’t understand what was going on around her, all she could feel was his embrace and his shaft inside her vagina. Don was slow now. She was not moaning but rather whining, numb of the pleasure that was incredible.

Soon she got back to reality, feeling that Don didn’t cum again but was getting out of her. He began sucking her lips again. His tongue took place of his prick. Though Lana was on the verge of bliss and could hardly control her body, she reached for his dick, sucking it into her mouth. She was kissing the dickhead, caressing the foreskin with her tongue. She was getting lower to his balls. Holding the stem tight with her lips she began moving her head, licking it.

His tongue was working hard in her crotch, toying with the clit, licking her lips. She was trembling, feeling he was quivering too. He began to move vigorously, fucking her throat. It made her choke, but she never stopped suckling. It was ecstasy. Don was moaning and groaning in her cave, these vibrations made her crazy. Another orgasm. She felt a huge gob of semen get into her throat. She swallowed some of it, the rest was flowing down the dick to the scrotum, dripping on the table. Being so grateful to Don, she kissed the dickhead, licking it.

They were lying close, breathing heavily. They were totally exhausted. Holding her close, Don whispered:

-You’re my beautiful playgirl… My marvelous magician…

-Don you’re so great… so great… I’ve never felt better in my life. – Lana answered smiling. She was overwhelming by emotions.

-I’ve got a crush on you for a long time… - Don said kissing her breasts and her neck.

-Listen, what’s the time? – Lana said in several minutes. – What? Two hours passed?! God, they’re waiting for me at home!

-You can say you celebrated your exam with your friends by eating ice-cream or something.

-Lolly. Right. And cream with chocolate…. – She said laughing.

They got dressed and went out in the summer street.

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