Emily's back began arching ans she moaned again loudly. She toyed with her nipples and het one hand on the bacl of Monique's head, feeling her silky hair.

Monique feels Emily's hand on her head and she presses her lips tighter to Emily's slit licking it faster. She didn't mind that she now smelled wonderfully of sex on both ends.

Her eyes look up at Emily, those cute little glasses smeared some with the other girl's juices.

The sight of such a cute face smeared with hew own nectar was too much for Emily. She whipped her head back, her long brown hair flying up behind her as she screamed in pleasure. She came hard onto Monique's tongue, squeezing her breast.

Monique moaned as her mouth and tongue was awashed with Emily's juices. She licks quickly to drink and gather all that she can, loving the taste of another girl, much better than sucking her boyfriend off.

She holds on to Emily's hips and moves her whole head as she licks, making lewd sounds as she does, showing the inexperiance with eating out another girl during an orgasm.

Before long her orgasm subsided and Emily almost went limp. She gasmed for air and made little noises. She loked down at Monique, smiling.

"You're a natural... Mmm..."

Monique blushes at Emily's words and the moves up to kiss the other girl, sharing her juices just as Emily shared Monique's.

She presses her dark body against Emily's white one, and blushes some more.

"You taste alot better than my old boyfriend."

She giggles and relaxes with Emily.

Emily gently returned the kiss. She always loved her own taste.

Emily giggled softly, wrapping her arms around Monique, "Apples and oranges, Monique, but thank you."

Monique giggles and holds Emily close.

"Do you have a roommate yet?"

She blushes and giggles, the school hadn't assigned her a room at the dorm so she figured she would have to find one or pick one out herself.

"No, not yet..." She smiled at the girl in her arms. The two of them looked very different, Monique with rich dark skin and Emily with a pale, clean complexion, but Emily realized that they were actually rather alike, cute, studious, and fun.

It didn't take her long to come up with the answer to the inevitable question.

"Well..would you want one?"

She giggles, pressed close and looks down at the difference of their skin tones, thinking how sexy they two look cuddled close being so vastly different at least in looks.

Emily's smile became very warm and loving. She looked directly into Monique's eyes.

"I would love one."

"Well...I'll see if I can find you one then."

She grins playfully and giggles as she leans in to kiss the other girl, hoping that Emily catches that she is joking there, the black girl very happy to be Emily's roommate, and wonders what all Emily could teach her.

Emily giggled back, Monique's words clearly dripping with sarcasm. She happily accepted the kiss.

How ironic. At home Emily didn't know any african americans. She thought to herself, 'I wonder if they're all as wonderful as this?' Emily now had a roommate, an incredeble friend, and a tender lover. She held the girl against her tightly.

Monique smiles and thinks to herself how nice it is to meet a white person that didn't judge immeditaly based on skin color.

She looks to Emily and smiles.."So..mind showing me to our room, roomie?"

"Sure, but... um..." Emily suddenly remembered whre they were. Her eyes darted around the room and peered out the glass doors. "Maybe we should get dressed first..." Her face was beet red.