Jamie's hands were all over us, stroking us impatiently, stretching downwards towards our pussies, but not quite being able to reach. At first I thought it was just his inexperience, but then I realised that, since he was a virgin, he had probably not seen a woman close up and was no doubt anxious to investigate. I pulled myself up on the settee and cocked my left leg over the edge, my right nuzzling against his chest. As I suspected, he was curious and lost no time in bending over my leg, kissing my inner thigh tenderly. I rather expected him to launch his tongue straight into me but he didn't; on the contrary, he lowered his head close to my pussy, and just looked at it, taking in every fold, nook and cranny, examining each trimmed hair, studying me as though I were a map, a look of intense concentration on his face. He grinned and looked up at me. "Oh," he said, "You're so beautiful."

I almost cried at that. I still think it is the sweetest, most tender thing anyone has ever said to me. I smiled and caressed his earnest, chubby cheek.

"Oh Jamie, my dear," I said, "please lick me."

He didn't need another invitation. Again, though, he didn't launch himself into me, but began to lick around my thighs, drawing delicious circles on my tense skin, edging ever upwards, but so very slowly. The anticipation was excruciating, like an itch I couldn't scratch. My eyes were screwed shut as I concentrated on his touch, but I looked up to see Ruth watching us fondly. I reached out to take her hand, and she drew it to her cheek, kissing my palm and sucking at my fingers. How lucky, I thought, to be loved by two wonderful people.

Jamie's mouth was by now right next to my hot and sticky slit. I saw him inhale my sexual aroma and his tongue emerged, rasping tentatively up my outer lips, as if he were afraid it might be unpleasant. Happily, he seemed to enjoy it and repeated the process, this time lapping up one side and down the other. The sensation of his tongue on my tender pussy, and the knowledge that I was giving this beautiful boy the most important lesson of his life, left me breathless and trembling. I felt his tongue explore my folds and find an entrance, probing inside me, exploring, lapping up my juices. He couldn't decide whether to move his tongue in-and-out or up-and-down, and compromised by forcing it in as deeply as he could and moving it in rough circles. In my aroused state, I wasn't about to complain.

My clitoris was hard and prominent by now, in need of attention. I tried to edge Jamie's tongue upwards towards it, but he was transfixed by the depths of my pussy, his tongue pistoning in and out of me. It was delightful, but I needed clitoral stimulation. Ruth saw my dilemma and took a hand in matters. Literally, since she chose that moment to test Jamie's powers of recovery by fondling his balls and cock.

Jamie tensed at her touch, and found it difficult to concentrate on two things at once. As Ruth caressed him, teasing his cock back to its erect state, his mind and mouth wandered. Ruth ruffled his hair and gently raised his head away from me; still with a hand on his cock, she eased him aside and took up his position between my legs. She guided Jamie behind her and stuck her bottom in the air, invitingly. I longed to be in two places at once, because I knew what Ruth was about to do for me, but I would have loved to be in Jamie's position, licking and sucking up and down her crack. Jamie fumbled for a moment and Ruth let out a gasp as he found her entrance and slid his cock inside her. She felt backwards with her hands and pulled his thighs close into hers, prising his cock deeply into her pussy.

"Oh yes, Jamie, now fuck me," she sighed, staring into my eyes. "And now, my dear, for you." With that she lowered her head to my aching pussy and her tongue began a teasing dance around the "v" of my bush, sniping inwards at odd moments towards my puffy lips; the merest flick of her tongue played around me, teasing me into a frenzy of anticipation. At times I couldn't tell whether she was touching me or not; it didn't matter as my nerve endings were so sensitive the merest glance was acting like 5000 volts through them. At last her tongue drifted towards my clit; she breathed deeply onto it, sending shivers through me, and licked, flicked, teased and skirted around it, never once touching it properly. She pressed her lips against me and created a vacuum around my clit. Gently at first, then with more and more force, she began to suck, her tongue flashing in and out of my pussy, licking upwards towards, but still not touching my clit. I had the sensation of rising in the air off the settee as I felt my climax building deep within me; I was floating in mid air, hovering in a state of breathless suspense.

Jamie, meanwhile, had been pressing away in his own pursuit of sexual heaven, thrusting into Ruth with lustful abandon. His pace, at first slow and experimental as he experienced the contact of a woman's vagina for the first time, had given way to a more urgent, rhythmic stab. I could tell from his face that he was about to come, his youthful features intense and taut, his eyes glazed and staring into the distance. His urgency transferred to me, and the waves of my climax spread deeper, faster, harder. With a cry, Jamie gripped Ruth tightly and roughly jerked deep into her half a dozen times; he lowered his head and rested his chest against her back as his cock began to spurt its load inside her. Jamie and Ruth, their bodies melded together in a moment of intense passion, let loose deep sighs of satisfaction, their bodies tensed, muscles stretched. As I watched Jamie's passion subside my body exploded; a climax which ascended from my very soul careered through my tensed body, coarsing through every blood vessel, engaging every muscle, assaulting every nerve ending. Ruth continued to suck my clitoris, the centre of my being, the crux, flicking her tongue directly over it, touching it for the first time, the merest whisper, a hint of contact, and sent me over the edge into oblivion. I was in space, a speck of matter floating through eternity. I had no body, no mind, I was just a sensation, a feeling. My climax was everything; it subsumed me, controlled me, picked me up and dragged me into a realm I had never experienced.

I floated above the room while the aftershocks erupted through me, and gradually the feeling returned to my limbs. My body returned to me, my senses re-established themselves and I regained control of myself. I felt for Ruth and lifted her face towards me, holding her in my hands. I stared into her eyes, those fathomless pools, and drew my thumb over her mouth, wet with my juices, and smiled. There were no words for this moment. I caught Jamie's eye as he raised his head from Ruth's back, a wicked grin on his face. In unison, the three of us laughed.