When the only thing that separated us was our warm, quick, panting breaths of hot air, our eyes remained locked together. We stared deep into each other’s eyes. My entire insides burned with desire. Trey’s stare set my soul on fire, a fire that only he could squelch.

Bolts of electricity burst throughout my body from the nearness of him. I couldn’t contain my desire any longer. I leaned my face towards his, shut my eyes and opened my hot, trembling lips to invite in Trey’s equally hot quivering tongue. Our lips locked in a slow dance as we methodically sucked, twirled, and toyed and explored each other’s mouths.

I felt like I was floating on a cloud, and peacefully drifting towards the heavens. I’d soon learn what it truly felt like to be taken on a journey far beyond the heavens, farther than anything I could’ve ever imagined.

Trey guided me back towards the bed. We fell backwards on the bed without breaking the hold we had on each another. He meticulously planted kisses on me starting at my lips, before he slid his quivering tongue and traced a path down one side of my neck, before he headed down to the center of my breasts. He swept his wet hot tongue gently across my chest from nipple to nipple. He paused to nibble on each one and backtracked along the path to the center spot between my 38-C sized breasts.

Trey glided his tongue down to my navel, circled a path around it and let his hot tongue gently slither down to the brown hairy patch atop my waiting womanhood. The tip of his tongue toyed with my soft mane and traveled further down. He paused briefly at the opening of my vagina. He massaged the inside of my thighs with his lips and headed back to center stage.

My entire body shivered from his hot breath. I cupped both hands firmly over my mouth to smother my cries of pleasure. With the way Trey had taken me to such a level of pleasure with his tongue, I couldn’t imagine the heights he could take me with his rock-hard manhood. It was only a matter of time before I’d soon that find out. I was putty in Trey’s arms. I moaned and groaned lowly, my body eagerly responded to his every request.

Trey raised his body up from his knees to position himself on top of me, but before he could do so, I forced him onto his back and lowered myself between his legs. It was my time to work my magic on him.

My scorching hot breath blanketed his manhood. He gasped loudly and held his breath. His hard penis bounced up and down. I cupped my hand over his mouth to muffle his moans of ecstasy before I devoured it. With my lips, I held his erect shaft securely in my mouth while I retrieved a throw pillow from beside him. I covered his mouth with it. I surely didn’t want my parents to hear his cries and think something was wrong with me and run to my rescue. While something was definitely happening to me, there wasn’t a thing they could do to help me. Trey was the only one who could smother the flame that burned deep within me.

"Oh God. Please. Stop," Trey hissed through clenched teeth. I didn’t think he actually wanted me to. Although the words flowed from his mouth, his hands locked me securely in place. Trey’s body trembled sporadically as my mouth did its magic on him.

Moments later we lay spent atop my bed. Trey said, "You know you’re the first girl to go down on me. I’ve seen it done on TV, but TV surely doesn’t do any justice at all in terms of just how enjoyable it really is. You can only fully appreciate it once you’ve experienced it, and I definitely appreciate it. I liked it. No, let me rephrase that, I loved it. This isn’t a onetime thing, is it?"

I felt warm inside as Trey spoke. I interpreted his remarks as an acknowledgement that I’d completed my mission to please him. "I aim to please," I whispered before I climbed back on top of him for round two of our journey to Pleasure Galaxy. I teased his manhood. I slid my slippery, wet tongue around the tip a few times, then glided my tongue slowly up the entire length of his growing hard shaft, and toyed with his testicles with my puckered lips.

"Trey’s manhood throbbed between my moist fingers. I leaned back and stared at the marvelous muscle in my hand, a delicate piece of art, I deduced. I longed to give it the attention I felt it deserved; another thorough workout with my tongue. I felt like a kid who’d been left to guard the candy story. Trey’s penis was my oversized lollipop.

I methodically explored every inch of my new candy, slid. I slid my tongue slowly, gently down its massive length, around his testicles before I headed back to the tip. I savored the warm juices that seeped out. I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and firmly massaged it, gently at first. My hand moved faster and faster. Trey’s moans erupted from the pit of his stomach, through his chest to his lips. I again used the throw pillow to drown out the sounds.

With his manhood still entrenched in one hand, I eased myself on top of him in enough time to squelch the sounds and covered his mouth with mine. Small cries of pleasure still managed to escape, but I quieted them down to a slight whimper.

My mouth begged to be on Trey’s manhood again. Trey held the throw pillow against his mouth and held on to it as if his life depended on it. Maybe he sensed I would swallow him whole if I could. I certainly tried to take in as much of his manhood as I could in my mouth. He was so massive, yet delicious and enticing. I delighted in tasting the fruits of my labor. Trey’s sweet, sticky hot juice poured out of him like a volcano erupting its hot lava. His lava flowed into my open mouth."