So I was a little uneasy on the way home from brunch. I told Becca that I wasn’t really cool with sharing her, and that I should’ve had a bit more input in this deal.
She put her hand on my knee again and reassured me that everything would be okay. She explained that she just agreed to help fulfill John’s needs, and that doesn’t necessarily include her being shared. She asked me to trust her, and that she would fill me in after the first session on Tuesday. She asked me if I really thought she would want to fuck John. I realized she was right, and there was nothing to worry about, so I chilled out.
Emma came over the next night and we got right down to business. I was enjoying myself, Emma was loving it, but Becca was truly having the time of her life. She was directing everything, assisting, and coaching both Emma and me. She brought out her array of toys and vibrators as well as some bondage materials. Becca is a very ‘type A’ kind of girl.. very.. analytical? Scientific? She spent a ton of time reading about brain chemistry and neuroscience between our sessions with Emma. She was basically using the scientific method to try to answer the question, “How can we achieve the strongest orgasm?” We experimented a lot with different positions, vibrators, dirty talking, etc. She explained it to me that she wanted to dive deep into Emma’s subconscious, identify her kinks/turn-ons, and then systematically exploit them to make her cum really hard. Some big aspects in this included edging, orgasm denial, and meditation/concentration exercises.
For example, she would have me fuck Emma in the r/matingpress position with her legs pressed into her chest. This provided the optimal position for me to put pressure on her G-spot during my strokes and ultimately press my seven inches deep into her anterior fornix, a space past the cervix that contains a bundle of extremely sensitive and powerful nerves. Becca had optimized this method so well that Emma had to go on a vitamin regimen to help with the headaches she would get due to the insane flood of chemicals in her brain following her most powerful orgasms.
I would pound her in this position and then switch up my rhythm to go slow and then hold it deep while Becca held Emma’s legs open for me. She would also apply additional stimulation on her clit during this position by either licking it or using the high setting on her Hitachi wand. If she used the wand, then we also used some rope to hold Emma’s legs into place while she writhed about. The goal was to bring Emma to the brink of orgasm and just hold her there for as long as possible.. sometimes for several hours.
Once Becca deemed her ready, she gave me permission to “send it” and allowed the long-awaiting orgasm to rip through Emma like demon being exorcised. She always timed it and tried to set new records for orgasm duration and power, also using this data to tweak her methodology for the next session.
After her orgasm, I would just continue to pound her while she melted into a puddle, and her pussy would occasionally spasm around my cock as weaker orgasms looped through. With Becca’s encouragement and love, along with the tight pussy around my cock, I would reach a point where it was time for me to cum. Sometimes, Becca would encourage me as she pressed my hips into Emma and I filled her incredibly deep with heavy, thick loads. Other times, Becca would rip me off and then selfishly mount me herself, violently fucking me and taking my cum for herself. Depends on her mood that day.
This was honestly a great arrangement and absolutely the best sex of my life. Nothing has come close since. This was only on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, though. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, Becca and Emma went to take care of John.
I’ll walk you through what Becca told me about John’s sessions in part 6