Advice
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“Sex is like sports; it always helps to have a coach.”
I love Jeff, but my god does he give me some wack advice. I don’t know what happened to him growing up, but that boy was fooling around with the ladies long before the rest of us even knew what part of a woman was supposed to turn us on. Still, I should thank him more often. Or rather, the ladies whose company I have been lucky enough to have the pleasure of, should.
When we wanted to talk about sports or video games, Jeff would be talking about love making. What to do and how to do it. We were young, naive, and lacking other credible sources of information, so naturally we gravitated to him.
“Start slowly, but always be reading the room. Most women will want you to take charge, once they trust you enough to handle them that is. You will see it in their eyes, a slight shift, and then they will be putty in your hands.” Jeff could go on like this for hours, “Give them the space and freedom to let loose and encourage them to do so. Find out their kinks and lean into them. Perhaps they like to be told how much of a slut they are, or perhaps they like to be choked, or spanked, or to have their hair pulled. Maybe they want you to fuck them in a public space or want to be filmed going down on you. Everyone has repressed desires, so find hers and play.”
It wasn’t just theoretical stuff either, over the years Jeff taught us techniques. Like how to use the ‘come here’ motion with our fingers, and to circle with our tongues whilst applying an ever so soft sucking sensation on their clits. He reminded us again and again to take our time with women, “They are like ovens, whereas you my friend, are like a microwave.”
He shared with us some videos of his conquests. He told us that those women enjoyed showing off and would appreciate the fact that we were getting off to them. We believed him and watched eagerly.
No matter what situation we found ourselves in, Jeff had been there before. Many times. So, when Laura messaged me with, ‘I have a friend over, and we are both quite horny, want to join us?’ I knew immediately who to ask for advice. I replied to the affirmative, ordered an Uber, and then called Jeff.
He told me that when handling two women, particularly friends with a history together, it is imperative that I take charge of the situation. One person had to be dominant, with the others submissive, or else the entire night would devolve into an awkward mess of limbs.
So, upon his advice, I messaged the girls with some pregame instructions.
First I told them to dress up in their finest, and to begin without me. I wanted to see them making out and playing with one another.
Jeff then asked me for specifics on Laura, what was she like in the bedroom? Did she like to take charge, or was I the dominant one? I laughed and said that thanks to his instructions, I have previously had her totally bent to my will, tied up on all fours, calling me Daddy, and loving every minute of it.
“Ah, in that case, there will likely be a little power play between you and her friend then. If Laura is submissive to you, she is probably submissive to her as well. In fact, Laura probably wants her friend to dominate you. She probably wants to see you squirm.”
Laura was somewhat of a brat, and I could totally envisage her getting off on the role reversal. A part of me wanted to let my guard down and cede control. But another, much larger part, wanted to play with the two women at once. To put them into whatever position I desired. To tell them what to do to each other while I watched, and to film them both working on me. I told Jeff as much.
“Chances are Laura’s friend has a similar personality to you. There is a reason Laura likes you both right? So, from the moment you arrive, speak, move, and act like you are the alpha. What you say is what will happen. No questions. You got them prepped right? Good. The next time they send you a photo, critique it a bit. Thank them for the enthusiasm, but tell them to do it again, but slightly differently and that it would be far hotter if they did. Then compliment them, but make sure to highlight the fact that you are complimenting something ‘unique’ or ‘interesting’ about them.”
I trusted Jeff, but this seemed a bit too far, I told him that it felt like I was manipulating them, to believe that I am someone I am not. I was okay to play a role, but this level of gameplaying seemed like a step too far. He just laughed, and in a mock teacher voice said, “Mate, that is exactly what you have to do if you want to make this night a success. These games will show them that you are in charge, that you are the alpha. Think about it, a lesser man would merely accept what he is given and be grateful for the invite. But not you. No. Threesomes are your normal…”
I cut him off, explaining how they aren’t my normal, and that this is literally my first experience with more than one woman. Jeff laughed again, “I know that. I can practically feel the nervousness through the phone, which is exactly my point. You need to push back the other way, hard. Counter that nervousness now, so that by the time you arrive, they are already under your spell. So, say it with me, ‘I am an alpha, I say what I want and expect to get it’.”
I did and the previously silent Uber driver failed to supress a snicker. I sighed and then critiqued the ladies’ photo, just as Jeff instructed. Two minutes later the girls sent me a revised pic, one that followed my suggestions to the letter. Of course Jeff was right on this, he always was. I told them they were good girls and that I would be there shortly. I forwarded the photo to Jeff who gave me a thumbs up and some final words of advice.
Arriving at the house I entered without talking. I slowly looked them both over a couple of times, gave a slight smile and said, “Yes, this will be fun.”
Laura introduced me to Chantelle and then left to make up some drinks. Following Jeff’s advice, I looked straight into Chantelle’s eyes and held them there. Time seemed to pass slowly, but as advised, I waited until she broke contact first then I said, “I am glad we have come to an agreement.” Returning her eyes to mine, I noticed that all too familiar shift as she nodded acquiescence. I continued, “I know you may attempt to push back later on, and perhaps I will allow you some control, but we both know who is in charge now, don’t we?” With a small smile, she sighed and nodded. I let out a breath I didn’t know I had been holding.
“I half expected to see you two making out already,” Laura said, returning with drinks in hand.
“That will happen in due time, we just had to make some things clear before we began, didn’t we?” I responded looking at Chantelle.
She made a sound of meek acknowledgement and smiled coyly at Laura, who almost spat her drink out, “No fucking way! How? I didn’t think he’d be able to pull his tricks on you. I mean, you do them to me …” She trailed off into silence and took a long pull on her drink.
“Chantelle, would you be so kind as to take our mutual friend here up to the bedroom and get started. I am going to watch,” I said. Inside I was cringing, but I held my face neutral, remembering the final piece of Jeff’s advice, “It is vital that you maintain control throughout the night. If you slip up, if you waver, there will be a power vacuum, one that may cause the entire night to implode. So, fake it until you make it, and when they are both going down on you, you will have evidence that it’s working, and thus the act will in fact be reality.”
He was right.
I had them both pleasuring me with their tongues simultaneously. I filmed them grinding on each other. I fucked one from behind whilst she went down on the other, who was simultaneously licking her clit and my shaft. I made them beg to be the one lucky enough to get my cum, then gave it to them both across their breasts. By the end of the night, we were all well and truly spent.
Of course, the girls never did thank Jeff, but the next morning I made sure to do so. I sent him a thank you message along with a Snap of the night’s adventures.
I smiled when he said he was proud of all the progress I had made.
‘Advice’ is a part of KINK
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