Paul kept on sucking very slowly and deliberately, until my knees started to shake with pleasure. I knew what was going to happen next and I desperately tried to pull away.

He wagged a finger at me and kept going until I could no longer control the natural conclusion of his actions.

My hips convulsed as I came in bursts into his mouth. He kept on moving up and down, until there was no longer anything coming out of me.

The euphoria flooding my brain was beyond anything I'd ever been able to do to myself and I relished every moment.

Paul wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and asked, "How was that?"

"Do you really need to ask?" I said, breathing heavily.

That made him smile his beautiful smile. How the fuck had I gotten this lucky.

"Let's allow your body to relax a little before we continue," he said, standing up.

I admired his naked body, as he idly tugged at his own semi-hard dick. Not wanting to leave him unattended, I tilted my head over the edge of the bed.

"Can I?" I asked, urging him to move closer.

His eyes flared as he carefully put his dick into my mouth. In my upside down position, I felt the head swell up against my tongue.

I did not have the skills he did, so I closed my lips around his dick and started to rub my tongue over the top of the head.

Paul let out a soft moan before gently grabbing my head with both hands. He then moved his hips back and forth, essentially slow fucking my mouth.

For some reason, he did not think that coming inside my mouth was a good idea, because he suddenly pulled out. He shuddered as he shot his load on the towel that I was still lying on.

"Holy fuck!" he said, leaning down to kiss me. "That was... sensational."

I thrived on the compliment, especially since I'd never done any of this before.