The s*x Journey of A Virgin

3.3

"This is... new," Troy murmured, quickly grabbing for a pillow, and stuffing it under his neck.

Leah inched closer, hovering above his face, then she looked down at him, meeting his heated gaze, and he gave her a small nod. Biting her lip, she lowered herself onto his face and inhaled sharply as his hot tongue pushed through her folds.

Soon Troy settled into a well-practiced pace that made a moaning mess of Leah. It was as if he knew just what she liked and he was giving it to her.

Leah tangled one hand in Troy's curls as she leaned back on her other hand which was planted firmly on Troy's chest. She was basking in the sensations of his mouth on her and his hands everywhere– roaming all over her hips, her ass, her thighs, her stomach. He cupped her breasts as he licked up and down her drenched pus*y.

"Yes.... that's it..." Leah groaned, clutching at his head as pleasure seemed to set her nerves alight.

I could almost taste her myself. I was almost drooling, and shamelessly palming my covered co*ck by now, almost unable to watch for fear that I might come, but still, unable to look away. I couldn't tear my eyes away from this impossibly erotic vision-- that was undoubtedly the most tantalizing sight I've seen in quite some time.

She gyrated her hips madly side to side, burrowing his face deeper into her crotch, groaning and grinding him in her drenching quim.

She was setting the pace, taking control. It was unbelievably hot, and judging by the way Troy’s hips bucked and his throbbing co*k leaked precum, and the eagerness of his tongue on her clit, he was enjoying every bit of it too, though his twitching c*ck suggested he was desperate for a little attention of his own.

As though sensing it, Leah shifted the hand she was leaning back on to grab Troy's co*k, smiling when he moaned against her p***y and lifted his hips into the touch.

"Looks like you want to come again." Leah murmured with amusement, sliding her fingers up and down his shaft, gently stroking Troy's co*k with teasing slowness. The muffled noises he drew out were needy, yet she pulled her hand away when Troy's licking faltered. His focus was waning.

"Too much?" She asked, but he quickly shook his head, as he grabbed her a*s and pulled her closer, burying his face further into her pu*sy.

She yelped, using the hand in his hair to hold on. Troy grumbled indistinctly before fluttering his tongue over her most sensitive point once again.

She returned to stroking his co*k, circling the tip of his leaking head with the slick pads of her fingers, making him groan into her pu*sy.

Troy nipped her clit then pecked, making her tremble before pulling back slightly. “You wanna come in my mouth, or around my co*k?”

Leah groaned at his words. “Both.”

“Mmmm,” Troy hummed, quickly sucking Leah’s cl*t back into his mouth.

He worked her over, adding a finger or two to the mix, drilling them in as deep as he could.

Leah bucked against his mouth and his fingers, her hand stilling as she squeezed his co*k.

I knew she wasn't going to last much longer against Troy's skilled tongue, or perhaps it was the unfamiliar but intoxicating thrill of dominance that had the hot tension inside her ready to snap.

Leah resumed pumping with quickened strokes, trying to hold back from her peak while using her newly acquired knowledge to bring Troy to the edge with her.

However, she was the only one to tip over, and Troy whined in slight disappointment as Leah released his co*k while releasing a high-pitched moan.

She clutched at Troy's hair, wave after wave of bliss rocking her body and leaving her weak. Her legs tensed and spasmed, her stomach flexing with each bolt of pleasure. Despite being denied, Troy didn't stop drawing out Leah’s orgasm even when she tried to pull away from his relentless tongue, breathless and overstimulated.

She flexed taut with a cry, and her hips lurched as she hit another peek, yet Troy never let go. He simply swallowed around her, making Leah gasp and moan and convulse.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck.” Leah screamed, her sensitive clit probably suffering from overload.

Troy chuckled, finally freeing her clit to lick his lips clean while Leah caught her breath, twitching and laughing.

Damn. They were both doing each other in.

Leah looked down to meet Troy's eyes, her legs still pinning him down. "That... That was–."

"Amazing" Troy offered, with an odd mix of lust, frustration, and excitement on his now-dampened face.

She blinked a few times, her brown eyes bright. "Yeah...Did you like it?" She reached down to wipe a smear of wetness off his cheek and held her finger in front of his mouth. "Here, you missed some."

Troy licked it, and paused a moment before responding. "I liked it..."

Leah smiled as she slid off his body and brought her lips to his. She kissed him, no doubt tasting herself on his tongue. It was a long kiss, a slower kiss, softer.

Suddenly, Leah pulled away and sat up.

Troy’s eyebrows rose with a puzzled expression as he sat upright, his arms extended behind him to hold him up.

He peered at her for a moment, studying her. "Is everything ok?"

She nodded. "It's just...." She paused, sighed, then looked up at him. "This feels–"

"Amazing?"

"Intimate."

"And that's a bad thing?" He questioned, leaning forward slightly as he rested a hand on her thigh.

She shook her head. "It's not bad, it's just..."

"Just?" Troy whispered, leaning in closer, his hand cupping her chin and turning her head. He kissed her gently on the side of her neck under her ear. "Just what?"

Leah moaned softly, briefly closing her eyes. "Just..."

The stagnated conversation found no further flow as Troy continued kissing Leah's neck downward with soft kisses while Leah instinctively lifted her chin, exposing her throat. Troy nibbled on it with playful bites as she moaned with fluttering eyelids.

I looked on with rapt attention, definitely feeling the flames as they turned up the heat.

As Troy began slowly kissing his way up the underside of Leah's chin, she shifted into a kneeling position, raising one leg and straddling his right thigh.

The closer he moved towards her mouth, the wider Leah parted her lips, eagerly anticipating Troy's touch.

But just as he reached the bottom of her lower lip, Troy pulled away a few inches, just enough for them to feel their hot breath on each other's skin.

There it was, an unspeakable connection that transcended the premises of a job. It seemed clear that whatever Leah felt, Troy felt it too, though words remained unspoken.

Then Troy tilted his face from side to side, brushing his lips softly against the corner of Leah’s mouth, before clutching Leah's upper lip and sliding his tongue slowly, softly under the rim while feeling the ridges of her teeth.

Leah tilted her head higher up, encouraging him to press deeper inside, but Troy seemed determined to go slow and explore every crevasse of her warm, welcoming mouth.

Soon Leah began to move her hips sensuously against him and Troy pulled her in by her a*s, forcing her legs further apart as he slid Leah's slick crotch along his thigh.

As he pressed his leg against her cleft, Leah moaned into his mouth and Troy raised his right hand, running his fingers softly over Leah's messy hair as he continued nibbling and sucking on her upper lip.

Holy fu*k, what I'd give to be in Troy's position right now.

As Leah rocked her hips against Troy's pressing thigh, Troy lowered his head, sucking Leah's lower lips into his mouth.

While I watched on mesmerized, I couldn't help but adjust my package, undeniably turned on by the erotic sight of these two kissing so lustfully.

By now Leah's mouth was wide open as Troy sucked, nibbled, and probed her with his tongue.

Then he pulled her closer towards him, pressing her t**s to his broad chest. Troy adjusted her legs bringing it to the outside of his hips, causing her to sit down over him, his co*k trapped between them as they ground their parts together.

Troy lifted his other hand to the opposite side of Leah's head and pulled her face harder towards him, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth while their lips locked and rotated.

As they kissed each other passionately, moaning into each other's mouth, Troy traced a line around the side of Leah's face with the tip of his fingers, starting above her eyebrows then down over her soft cheekbones and along the crease of her jaw.

When his hand reached the underside of her chin, he placed his fingers around the front of her neck, lightly squeezing her throat as he began to kiss her more forcefully.

After a few minutes, Leah pulled away gasping for air as she peered into Troy's eyes with flared, hungry eyes.

I wasn't sure if it was because Troy had been partially cutting off her air supply or Leah just wanted to show him what effect he was having on her. Either way, she wasn't the only one approaching the peak of her excitement, he was too– if the dripping precum was anything to go by.

My hand was already stroking my cover di*k, as I watched the action unfolding on the mattress.

Things were definitely beyond heating, they were burning.

Leah grabbed Troy's head with both hands and pulled him harder towards her.

He eagerly responded with a deep low groan and as the two continued twirling their tongues within each other's mouths, they started to rock their hips together rhythmically.

Troy's co*ck sandwiched between them hardened even more as precum oozed from its reddening tip, providing direct friction on Leah's clit.

Her moans grew louder, more fervent as they grounded their hips harder together, moving closer toward an eminent climax.

Their hips were rocking vigorously together and I was certain it wouldn't be long before one of them reached the height of their passion.

As their moans notched up in volume and frequency, they wrapped their arms around one another's back, pulling their bodies closer and harder together. Then Leah began shaking in Troy’s arms, groaning and panting while he bit her lips tightly.

It must have taken almost a full minute for Leah to come down from her powerful climax and when she finally finished shaking and convulsing, Troy pulled away to gently kiss the sides of Leah's swollen lips while he ran his fingers over the strayed strands of her messy bun softly.

That was definitely one hell of a kiss and judging by what I had just seen, things had only just begun– they hadn't even gotten to the s*x yet.