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"That's quite an impressive sight, Turk. To be honest, the thought of it never left my mind after I saw it at the party, but...the real thing is so much better than the memory."

To finally be holding the flared head of his cock in her palm, rubbing precum back down over the edges to lubricate it for the main event of a wonderful afternoon...it was all more than Adaeze could hope to describe the pleasure of, as fresh juices spurted between the gaps in her fingers.

"I didn't get to see as much of you as I would have liked, that night," Turk admitted. "Gotta say, it was well worth the wait."

"I'm already gonna sit on this cock and fuck you silly, Turk. You don't need to flatter me anymore."

"But if I want to?"

"Then I'm glad to hear that chivalry still has a place in your society...and that you were a smart enough boy to take lessons on the same."

Scooting forth on her knees and gliding the still dripping folds of her womanhood across the flare of Turk's member, Adaeze gave him a fresh reminder of the delicate coating of piss she'd graced his flesh with, though a different kind of heated moisture teased it next as she held his shaft steady and eased her labia around the wide, difficult head.

Having played with a number of other hooved creatures back home, Adaeze overestimated her ability to handle a stallion, but slick and excited as she was, she managed to pop the tip inside all the same, letting out a heavy, relaxing breath as she eased down the first couple inches of a cock that was in desperate need of release.

"Call it that if y-you want to," Turk groaned as his eyes honed in on the sensual display of his length disappeared inside of the gorgeous impala. "Is it still chivalry if I mention..._f-fuck..._how tight you are?"

"That's stating the obvious, more than anything," she teased. "And you're not giving yourself enough credit...it's like I'm trying to s-sit on my own forearm..."

"Is it too much?"

"No," she whispered, though she used that moment to figure out if such was really true, with a brief wiggle of her hips. "Not sure I'll be able to g-go balls deep, but...I can already feel you throbbing...I don't think that's a complaint."

"What kind of an idiot would complain about this?"

"At first, I worried you might be the type..."

Turk snickered. "I suppose I didn't g-give off the best impression."

"Not really, no...but I'm glad I didn't judge this book by its cover."

Keeping a palm on his chest to keep herself from dipping too far, Adaeze stroked her dull, well-kept claws along the subtle fur on Turk's chest, affectionately raking the flesh beneath and keeping his gaze trained up at her as she moved so slowly that her modest bosom only gently heaved at the base of her thrusts. She knew she'd never be able to ride him with any real intensity, but her inner walls were skilled enough to grip and squeeze at his shaft as she played the long game, moving slowly enough that he'd learn every inch of her passage before the afternoon was over.

"Do you think you'll keep reading it?"

"Is there that much more to you?" Adaeze played along as she rolled her hips, arching her back to get down to the very edge of what her insides could handle. "Because I'd be s-sorely disappointed if there was nothing behind the c-cover..."

Having such a conversation in the middle of an afternoon fuck was something that Turk always wanted to enjoy with his sexual partners growing up, but none of them were ever interested in getting to know anything more than his manhood for the sake of an orgasm, and his abdomen for the sake of a nap afterwards.

He had no idea just how much more fulfilling the act could be when there was more to it than just getting off, but Adaeze was revealing more to him with her body than he could rightly process.

"I'm afraid I don't give that kind of info away so easily," Turk was struggling to keep the subtle gasps from his voice as Adaeze slowly worked on his length, going for more of a slow, leisurely roll than a proper fuck. "But one semester...s-should be enough time to figure it out?"

"I sure hope there's a graduate level course, then."

Adaeze knew she was giving away too much too soon, but they'd gotten to see so much of each other so quickly that taking things slow was a luxury that had been taken away from them. She couldn't possibly slow things down now, but she could certainly try to drag them out, as glorious pressure built against her inner muscles and pleasure gathered around the tender nub of her clit.

She allowed a single digit to swirl in light, easy circles around the hood, tugging the pliable flesh taut and pushing it slack in the span of a few blissful instants.

"Guess that all d-depends on how long it takes your scent t...to wash off of me," Turk grunted, knowing that he was closer to an orgasm than he wanted to admit; his arousal was making it hard to last to begin with, but her tight, welcoming passage and natural skills were more than he could have resisted for long. "It's potent, but, I...I love it..."

"You think a little bit of my scent is all its gonna take to keep the other girls away?" Adaeze cocked a brow at Turk as she clenched around his fully buried shaft and giggled at his wincing reaction. "Especially in a coed frat, like ours, it'll take more than that...but if you think marking you is the most effective deterrent, I'll gladly give you a fresh marking every day, whenever I feel like it..."

She only wished she had another bladder full for him in the heat of the moment, but she'd completely emptied herself on him before, having only the natural juices of her arousal to offer. Slick webs of the same coated the shaft of Turk's length and left it glistening in the last sunlight of the fall evening, but she wasn't done having fun with his liquids.

"If you k-keep talking like that, I'm g-gonna...gonna cuuuuum..."

All of their youthful lust kept them from realizing what a huge mistake they were about to make, as a deep, pulsing throb from Turk's member shook Adaeze all the way through her innards. She knew the next pulse would be ecstasy untold, but if she allowed herself that delight, she was taking a risk that neither one of them were ready to take, just yet.

With their best interests in mind, she frowned, but lifted herself from his cock, allowing the flare to pop free with a quiet schlip. Juices flung from the tip as it twitched in the air, still coated with her natural blessing, but Turk was left to writhe in the grass and bite back on his whimpers as he gave Adaeze a questioning look.

"I'll be making you cum in due time, little stallion...but this little impala forgot her pills this morning, and I'm not giving up my international scholarship for motherhood anytime soon," she explained. "Maybe next time...but for now, you'll just have to settle for a slightly different ending."

"Like...I'd...c-complain about...that?" Turk was still panting rapidly as Adaeze kicked out of her yoga pants, allowing her to swing her legs around. She hovered her stretched, glistening folds over his muzzle and looked back at him over her shoulder as she let out a breath over his flare, and giggled as precum spurted up and stained her lips. "I'm just glad you had the wherewithal...I...wasn't gonna stop."

His admission brought fresh warmth and a bashful look to his face, but a softer smile from Adaeze eased his concerns. "I almost forgot, myself," she admitted. "You brought such passion out of me that I felt like a goddess, at the altar of my most loyal worshipper...but he isn't worthy to fill me in such a way, yet."

"Do you think he'll ever get there?"

"Well..."

Her form was smaller than his, to the extent that her knees resting on his pectoral muscles was hardly an issue.

When they shimmied down his abdomen, however, and came to rest just above his bladder, Turk's eyes shrunk and his body trembled with discomfort.

"How about we try this way, first?"

He was quicker on the uptake now than he was at the start, thanks to the mess that she'd already made on him. The extra pressure at the base of his shaft made him wonder if he'd be able to finish after all, but she erased those concerns with a single stroke of her long, silky tongue, swirling it around the flare of his cock and licking her own juices from it with a moan that completely lowered his walls, once more.

He'd never been brought back to the edge of a climax so rapidly, leaving him grateful for the grass as a head rush kept him flat on his back. Slender muscles tightened before Adaeze as she gripped the base of his shaft with both palms and stroked it eagerly, knowing that she'd be painted with one mess, soon...but there was another she was interested in.

Whether it was an underestimation of her own skills, or simply the excitement of doing something so lewd in a public place, Turk went off a few seconds earlier than she expected, as a pulse ran through his member that nearly pushed her digits from the shaft. Gasping in surprise and delight, Adaeze only had a brief moment to giggle before her open muzzle was flooded with more cum than she'd ever seen from a male before...and that was just the first gush.

"I...c-can't..." Turk tried to warn her, even when he knew her tongue was already coated with his mess. It was dripping back down his shaft as another powerful streak cast all the way to the back of her open maw and hit her throat, forcing her to swallow before she could even hope to seal the flood. "Can't hold it back...A...Adaeze..."

She was suddenly grateful for nightfall: she was going to be a terrible mess when all was said and done, and though she was okay walking home with a bit of a mess, she didn't relish the idea of the entire campus seeing streaks of cum across her face.

The idea was hot in theory, at least, as her womanhood trickled fresh arousal over Turk's muzzle, soaking his lips in the process. Her own lips were hidden under a mess of white, and the stream of the same poured down her throat on the inside, and over her neck on the outside as it ran down to her subtle cleavage and soaked her fur, for what she could contain.

It was across her cheek, over the bridge of her muzzle, even between her eyes...and she didn't care. She absolutely loved the ferocity of his release, as she rubbed her cheek down the shaft and clenched the base, milking the last of his ejaculate free as waves of intense pleasure finally subsided.

"You...m-may want a towel..." he whispered, his voice stolen by her sensuality. What words he _could_manage were dripping with utter delight and relaxation. "I hadn't...done that in a while."

The audible effort of her swallowing on the other end was a point of pride for Turk, who saw her eyes narrowing on him as she turned back. "It's a little thicker than I anticipated," she managed to speak as she caught her own breath. "Mind giving me something to wash it all down with?"

"I've got some soda left oooooo_oooofuck stop pushing_-"

Pressure the likes of which Turk had never known radiated from his bladder as his body crumbled to Adaeze's demands. Her knees rocked back and forth over the area of his bladder, forcing it to work with her as pee trickled up from his urethra slowly at first, but then, it sprayed up like a geyser, washing away some of the spilled cum and leaving Adaeze to smile widely before she clenched his cock between her breasts and watched as it showered her with golden relief.

She could hardly believe herself when she wrapped her arms around the topside and kept it steady, but there was no going back when her mouth stretched wide over the flare; after that, she did what came naturally as she swallowed on contact, gulping down every drop of urine that she could catch.

She knew it was drizzling down the sides of her muzzle as she struggled to contain his impressive flesh...but that only heightened her delights as silky, liquid warmth spilled from her cunt and marked Turk even further, as his body tensed, and then relaxed entirely at the feeling of being completely emptied.

There was hardly any effort left in him as he twitched against the grass, doing little more than breathing as the last of his pee trickled lazily down the shaft of his slowly softening member.

"I guess our fraternity is already a bad influence on me," Adaeze claimed. "I...s-still can't believe I just did that."

"Apologies in advance that I'm never gonna let you forget it."

"No apology on my end that I'm gonna return the favor as soon as I have to pee again..."

"Heh...it's a date?" Turk asked, feeling that a silly thing to call it, but not knowing another word to describe the start of their relationship.

"It's more than one," she reminded him. "At least one more tonight, and two or three tomorrow...if you can fit me into your busy schedule."

He'd drop every class he'd signed up for if it meant she'd give him even one more liquid blessing...and as she stole his gaze and held it, she knew she had him wrapped around her finger.