In the vast manifest expanse surpassing the heights of the transcendental boundlessness, on a celestial platform floating amidst stars and omniverses, Ego and Pandemoniella found themselves lost in a cosmic dance of desire. The stars twinkled around them, casting a celestial glow over their intimate encounter.

Ego's lips grazed Pandemoniella's soft skin, slowly working their way past her collarbone until he found her coral pink nipple. His mouth circled it, and his tongue flicked it in a circular motion, as if tracing the orbits of planets. He sucked as much of her small breast into his mouth as would fit, though he was unable to take it all.

Pandemoniella pulled his head, but he scarcely noticed, reveling in the taste of her skin as if savoring the nectar of a cosmic flower. He pulled his mouth off only to fasten it to her previously neglected breast. But by now, Pandemoniella was becoming impatient and tried to push him away. “Oh come on, Ego, I want you in me,” she pleaded, her voice echoing through the silence of space. “Soon, Pandemoniella,” he answered after releasing her breast.

He put the tip of his tongue on the skin between her mounds and trailed it down in a zigzag pattern, like a comet streaking across the sky, until he circled her navel with a flourish.

Ego scooted his body further down the celestial platform so that his head was again between her creamy thighs, but this time no barrier remained. His eyes found hers as he extended his tongue and tasted her, the sensation akin to discovering a new galaxy.

Her lips were already sticky as his tongue ran the full length of her pink slit, her scent overpowering him like the aroma of a newly formed star. He probed her wetness, lashing Pandemoniella repeatedly until she begged him to stop. He then used his index fingers to spread her slightly so that he could work his tongue inside her now. Ego drove it as deep as it could reach before beginning to twirl it around, keeping his eyes locked on hers as if navigating through a black hole.

During this, he kept his nose pressing her clit, which had wet brown hair directly above it, like the dark matter surrounding a celestial body. When Ego started to move his head slightly in a side-to-side manner, it again proved too much for her long-repressed desire. Pandemoniella seized his head with both hands as her body bucked beneath him, keeping his tongue trapped in her, not that he minded in the slightest. Her juices coated his face from his nose down by now as she flowed copiously on him, like a supernova exploding in the cosmos.

When her spasms subsided enough to allow it, he retracted his tongue and lifted his face. “You taste great, Pandemoniella, here taste yourself,” he told her as his body moved up so he could kiss her. She turned away, but he persisted until their lips met.

She had used the opportunity, however, to grab his pants and, after undoing them and his belt, wrestled them down far enough that his long-imprisoned cock was free. Wasting no time, she then grasped his head, which was slick with pre-cum, and guided it toward her opening. “Put it in me, please,” Pandemoniella said as her long legs encircled his waist.

His body shifted enough that his large head now pressed to her entrance, at which time he reached down and grabbed it right below the head. Ego pushed forward, and slowly the tip parted her lips and started to work its way in. She brought her knees back toward her chest, improving his angle and allowing the head to sink inside her pink paradise, a sensation akin to entering a wormhole. They both cried out from the feeling, and now that his head had gained access, he steadily sank deeper, though it was still slow going. Ego had no idea how long he’d last with the sensations he was experiencing, like navigating through an asteroid field. He felt like his cock was in a vise because Pandemoniella was so tight.

Finally, he managed to slide his last thick inch into her as his balls brushed her skin. Again, Ego waited as Pandemoniella’s tight pussy adjusted to his intrusion, but it helped him as much if not more than her. Just being encased in her wetness without moving was almost too much to take without exploding, like a star reaching its critical mass.

When her hands grabbed his ass and attempted to pull him deeper, it overwhelmed his senses. He gasped, and a second later, his head fired its first shot of white deep in her. The pleasure was so great that Ego almost cried with relief as he thoroughly irrigated her canal with all the white, sticky cum that discharged from his balls. “Oh, Ego, that feels so hot, you’re shooting in me,” Pandemoniella said as she felt his seed fill her, like the cosmic energy filling a black hole. An absolute infinity had gone by in an unchanging moment as Ego continued to fill her up with his cum.

“Wow, I’m sorry, Pandemoniella, usually I don’t cum so fast, but you have me so wound up. Plus, you are so tight it’s incredible,” he said, his voice echoing through the cosmos. Now with the immediate pressure relieved due to his orgasm, Ego slowly slid out of Pandemoniella, keeping just his mushroom head in. He then reversed course and drove all the way back, forcing a gasp out of her which destroyed an entire infinite cosmology with infinite reality-fantasy differences.

His cum mingled with her juices made the going easier and aided Ego as he thrust in and out of her tight pussy, like a spaceship navigating through a gravitational wave. He supported his body with his elbows as he repeatedly filled her depths only to pull back again. The position allowed him to reach her breast with his mouth, and Ego took her erect nub between his lips. He flicked it in a back-and-forth rhythm, which drove Pandemoniella crazier than she already was, like a planet spinning out of control.

Her fingers clung to his glutes as they rose and fell with each thrust, animal-like moans escaping her lips. Wishing to gain a more comfortable position, Ego reluctantly pulled his full length from her as he managed to crouch his body on the floor beside the celestial platform. “What’s the matter, Ego?” a clearly disappointed Pandemoniella inquired as she lay with her legs still in the air. “Just trying to get comfortable,” he answered as he scrambled to sit next to her, where he proceeded to frantically undo his shoes before removing them. Next to go were his pants that had sat by his knees during the earlier activity.

He grabbed Pandemoniella and rolled her onto her stomach before delivering a light swat to her cute butt. “Come on, Pandemoniella, get on your knees,” he told her as he again crouched just past the platform. Once she managed to move her body into the new position, he rubbed his rock-hard erection along her wet furrow a number of times, sending waves of pleasure across her body. He placed one hand on her ass to steady himself and, once ready, Ego drove his full hard length into her pinkness. “Oh God,” she cried out as, in this position, he seemed to reach deeper than before, like a cosmic ray penetrating the heart of a star.

While keeping his first hand on her, he used his free hand to take hold of her long ponytail and pulled enough that Pandemoniella arched both her back and neck to relieve the pressure. His body slapped hers with each thrust, making a fleshy sound as they repeatedly collided, like two galaxies in a cosmic dance. “Let me see your beautiful face, Pandemoniella,” he instructed, and she managed to turn so he could behold her countenance.

His hand released her hair and then slid below her torso, where he took hold of her small, sensitive breast. Pandemoniella moaned from the added stimulation, and in response, she began to push her hips back in time with his forward thrusts. As this continued, Ego moved his hand from her breast down past her tummy and over her nest of pubic hair until his searching fingers located her erect little clit. His index finger circled it incessantly until her moans blended together into one long, drawn-out sound, and he felt her vaginal walls spasm and contract on his driving member.

Ego stopped moving as Pandemoniella came on his cock to prevent his own orgasm from happening and instead tried to think non-sexual thoughts, which was much easier said than done when he had a screaming, moaning woman climaxing and clamping hard on him.

Somehow he managed to not cum and rode out the storm. Pandemoniella’s face was still turned to him, and it was now streaked with perspiration from her energetic coupling. To his eyes, she’d never looked sexier as she wore a wanton expression. She was still trembling as her body came down somewhat from her orgasmic high, and the fact that Ego’s finger had never stopped stroking her kept her on edge.

Finally, unable to maintain her position, Pandemoniella’s upper half sank down until her face rested on the platform. Only then did he stop moving his finger, and in fact, he now took her waspish waist with both hands and started to thrust again. His thighs collided with her supple butt with each stroke, and he again marveled at how her pretty pussy squeezed his shaft like a glove. By now, her upper thighs as well as his loins were covered by her juices, which still flowed from her like a spring.

Catching him by surprise, Pandemoniella extended her long arm back between her legs and lifted it up so her warm hand could take hold of Ego’s balls. That was the final straw, and with a gasp, he buried himself to his full length as he felt his shaft swell from the approaching climax.

“Uuuhnn, damn Pandemoniella, you’re making me cum again,” he gasped out as the first jet of cum shot out like a rocket into her waiting pussy. Since he had cum only a short while earlier, his discharge was less plentiful than before, but with Pandemoniella’s soft hand encasing his trembling testicles, it felt more pleasurable to him as each spurt erupted. She fondled them gently, feeling their contractions as he fired deep inside her. They were both at their physical limit and needed to catch a breather. His cum was enough to fill up a Region, but instead, it was filling up her pussy.

Pandemoniella released his balls as her lower body slid now down onto the platform as well. When that happened, Ego’s softening cock popped free as the remaining sperm oozed out his cock hole. With an effort, he managed to sprawl on the platform next to her, at which time he rolled onto his back, gasping for breath.

Pandemoniella was able to roll onto her side with her body against his, after which she rested her head on his chest. His hand stroked her hair slowly as their breathing resumed a normal rhythm. They fell asleep like that, their bodies exhausted from their energetic lovemaking.

Pandemoniella was the first to awaken, at which time she would just stare at Ego.