Now what I needed to do was to ensure Mat came and therefore was unable to bring a stiff cock to the party. Mat could last a long time (something I was usually delighted with) once he had cum once. I resorted to the females' trump card and faked building up to orgasm only completing the supposed climax when he ejaculated. As well as taking Mat out of the game it massaged his ego. I could not wait to revisit Jack's cock.
This time I offered him any position he wanted. In my experience predictably he took me from behind. I know I have a shapely backside but I am not sure this is why I so often receive a cock in this position. He was most of the way in me very quickly. It was stretching me to my limit but it was a stretching that now aroused me very quickly. Now there was no faking required. Now I was not trying to speed up Jack's orgasm. He was fucking me firmly and increasing the depth with every stroke. When I finally felt his balls rubbing my clit I was filled with pride. I was also full of cock. As wonderful as being fucked by a monster cock was I was concerned that being my fourth fucking could result in me becoming sore. I hoped that if I had a very real orgasm it would trigger Jack's. During this long sexual session my clit had hardly been troubled so I decided to play with it myself. When he saw me do this he stepped up the length and force of his strokes. This quite literally knocked the breath out of me. He now seemed to be rearranging my innards in the most extraordinarily exciting way. Suddenly his prick found somewhere that had never been found before and nothing on earth would have stopped my orgasm. This was violent as every part of my body went into spasm. His strokes were now short and fast but he was still buried deeper than anything had been buried before. As he withdrew I almost felt relief. I was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to curl up and go to sleep.
I was just aware enough to realize that if I did it would have proved me wrong. Somehow I had to stir myself to prove that while both men were now limp and spent I was still up for more. I was allowed time to tidy myself up and get my head together. My only hope was my favorite vibrator/dildo. Trying to look alert and aroused I teased my clit with it before sinking it into my tender pussy. Even when I added my fingers to my clit I realized that I was a long way away from cumming a third time. I had to do something that not only aroused me but also excited the men watching.
My anus had always enjoyed being played with gently usually just as I orgasmed. The vibration as the tip of the vibrator teased the tight orifice to perfection. My natural lubrication was covering the area and my anus was feeling very relaxed. It seemed natural to ease the vibrator just inside the sensitive hole to increase the wonderful sensations. I fiddled about trying and eventually succeeding to increase the vibration level but in doing so it slid with ease a couple of inches into the excited hole. The combination of depth and increased vibration was stunning. The first couple of inches were by accident but the next four or five were completely deliberate. Why had I never done this before? Nothing bigger than a finger had ever passed in this direction but now I found myself fucking my bottom with a substantial dildo that was vibrating violently. I hardly noticed that both men were watching intently. Mat was stroking his flaccid cock while Jack's firm but not erect cock still fascinated me.
A few times an orgasm seemed nearly within touching distance before just it faded out of reach. I was surprised that rubbing my clit was not what seemed to affect how close I was to orgasm. It was how firm I was in fucking my bottom. When I fucked myself harder the possibility of orgasm built and built. I was getting very close time and time but it just alluded me. Thinking that I needed to orgasm to prove my point I was becoming desperate. Finally as I became close yet again something gave and I knew that this time I would cum. The build up was slow very slow but I never doubted it would arrive. When it did it was far too gentle. Wave after gentle wave flowed through me. I wanted sharp and violent as usual but this was different. The peaks were not high and the lows were not low. The orgasm was based somewhere deep in my body. I am sure that I was completely conscious of the orgasm rolling on and on for much more than a minute but then I seemed in a comatosed state for minutes more as the orgasm seemed to rumble on for ever.
Both men seemed to be concerned for me as at last I regained some form of consciousness. When I confirmed that I was fine Mat seemed relieved. I gently took hold of his near erection but he covered my hand and said,
"No, you win."
Both men looked after me and we ended up with me in the middle and them cuddling up to me. It was nice in a way that nothing else had been for the last hour or two. I felt sexually exhausted and did not have another orgasm for three days. Mat and I stayed together for a while after that night. When we had definitely called an end to things I could not resist having a night of passion with Jack. It was a one off but it was another night I will never forget.
Strangely the threesome did lead to one dramatic change in my sexual journey through life. Anal sex has always featured very strongly since and even ten years on I rarely have a sexual experience that does not involve my bottom in one way or another. Unfortunately after my one night with Jack alone I have never experienced a prick that bares any comparison with his wonderful cock. A woman can only live in hope!
