I thought he was coming, shooting his load deep into Jane’s throat, but his cock retained its stiffness following every release. She would rock back on her heels, take a few deep breaths and then renew her attack. Obviously she knew full well how to keep that cock simmering, but just short of the boil!

And Alex’s oral attentions to my vagina and clitoris followed closely the stimulation he was receiving from Jane. When she was licking playfully he would also lick gently at my labial lips, flicking his tongue occasionally so that it’s tip touched my clitoral hood. When he was being deep throated he would take my entire labial and clitoral area into his mouth and suck hard, his tongue searching for the clitoral tip. A novum for me, a very pleasurable one, but everything that was happening was novel. I was in a space I had not before occupied. I did not ask where this was leading. It was a very wonderful space and I was just happy and thankful to be in it.

Jane had just completed what seemed like a vicious attack on Alex’s cock, deep-throating him again and again. But if contest this was, the cock won, and Jane relaxed back on her haunches, panting and somewhat wide-eyed. She looked up at me.

“Want to go first?” was what she said. And with a sudden thrill, I realized she was inviting me to straddle Alex and ride his cock. This was another novum --- Brad was strictly missionary and not at all given to trying out a female superior position. In no time I was in position and Jane was there to guide the cock as I sank onto it, inch by inch, as my juices began seriously to flow, up to the hilt. What bliss!

Gingerly, I began to move to and fro with Alex’s cock deep within me. He filled me in a way Brad never had. This feeling was entirely new to me and this was not only because I was in the female superior position. Alex’s cock thickened substantially towards the base so the deeper I took him into me the more my outer ‘parts’ splayed out and were stimulated.

Once impaled upon this cock, I felt a tremendous sense of freedom. I was in control. For the first time in my life, I was fucking a man rather than the reverse. I would decide according to my own sensation what action to take. I could sit up high and rock to and fro, or I could lean forward and drive the cock in and out of my vagina. To and fro, in and out, and any combination between. It was my choice, a wonderfully empowering feeling.

And one that was enhanced by the sight of Jane getting the treatment I had previously received. As I rode Alex’s cock, Jane rode his face, positioning herself according to the stimulation she wanted. Our eyes met and the communication was instant. I knew what she was feeling. She knew where I was at. Instinctively our hands reached out to stroke the other’s breasts and tweak the stiffening nipples. The sensation of sexual arousal welled up inside me, but it was within my control and I simply adjusted my movements so that the glow did not erupt, but spread slowly to encompass my entire body. Jane was obviously doing the same and with each involuntary cry, grunt or exhalation I felt a curious bond with her growing. We were both fucking Alex, but it was as though we were stimulating each other.

After a considerable time we swapped places, again a matter of instinctive communication. Neither of us appeared to have asked or answered, but the exchange just happened. And the sight of Jane slowly lowering herself on Alex’s raging hard cock almost brought me to a head! She threw back her head and pounded up and down on him grunting with every stroke. Following a particularly loud and violent grunt, switched to a gentle rocking motion, and I did too, raising myself so that Alex’s tongue tip flicked around my genitals, and then lowering myself and pressing my labia hard onto his mouth and practically fucking his face. Quite unconsciously I found that I had matched my pace to Jane’s. When she was vigorous so was I, when quiet, then I was quiet too.