Chapter 10

August 24, 2018 (Friday)

Author: Brett Jacobs

[Note: Brett wrote about both of the private first times in one piece, but we split the two into separate chunks for temporal consistency.]

Emma Parkinson stepped to me during the uproar Smythe created when she told us about her dad being available to all members of The Team.

Quietly, she asked, “Could we ... do my private time, now?”

I nodded while I answered, “Sure. Let’s grab Seamus.”

On the way around the mass of girls, she semi-whispered, “I almost can’t believe that ... this will ... really happen.”

I stopped her briefly to tell her, “It will, and I plan to have a great time with you. You should know that both Seamus and I love doing this, love on a girl at the same time, and that’s partly because it doesn’t happen very often, but mostly we love it because every girl enjoys it so very, very much. That’s one of the most important reasons I love being part of the LA: It’s so very satisfying to my psyche.”

Seamus had seen us approaching, so walked to us in time to hear much of what I said.

He responded, “Emma, I agree with Brett. While just living here is wonderful, one of the best parts of that wonderfulness is that we get to give our wives ... and various ... umm ... girlfriends, I guess, orgasms. Goddess, I find that so freaking enjoyable, and I’m greatly looking forward to watching you zooming into Nirvana.”

The three of us crossed the compound to the J and climbed the stairs to the front 2^nd-floor master. At the entrance, Seamus stepped softly into Emma, waited a beat to make sure Emma was comfortable, and then initiated a kiss with her. She moaned in her chest in response to the kiss, which encouraged Seamus to wrap his arms around her; she followed suit. I stepped around the twosome, dropped to my knees, and then began rubbing and kissing on her butt.

She pulled her head away from Seamus’ to exclaim, “Holy Hell! Oh, god. Are you two really going to ... do stuff to me at the same time?”

Seamus replied, “Oh, yes. That’s why this is so fun for us, as working together makes for so much more pleasure for our lovers than just one of us at a time. Emma, Brett told you the truth: We adore doing this.”

I did not stop my hands or my lips from enjoying Emma’s body and allowed my hands to rove over her back, butt, and legs, while I kissed the parts of her I could easily reach while on my knees. She whimpered a bit but then attacked Seamus’ mouth with hers, and they kissed more intensely and a bit frantically.

I tapped Seamus’ knee, after which he disengaged his mouth from hers and then slid down her front to kneel before her. When he encouraged Emma to move her feet apart, she moaned and moved her left foot, which allowed him space to put his mouth between her legs. I stood; wrapped my arms around her from behind, my super-hard cock mashed into her ass; wrapped my left arm around her chest, that hand fondling her right breast; and used my right hand to encourage her to turn her head to the left. When I plastered my lips to hers in an intense kiss, she moaned loudly in her throat and continued to moan and grunt a bit as she and I kissed, I fondled her right breast, and Seamus used his mouth on her pussy.

We were only a minute or less into that juxtaposition when she began voicing short squeals into my mouth. I kept the pressure up on her mouth with our tongues dueling while I slowly moved my cock against her ass and played with that breast. Over the next couple minutes, she found herself less able to maintain the kiss as it seemed obvious she was mounting toward orgasm. I took my right hand from her head, moved my left hand to her left breast, put my right hand on her right breast, and began kissing and licking all over her neck and ears as I moved my pelvis in longer arcs to rub my cock against more of her ass and lower back.

She softly squealed her way into Heaven.

I held her up as she became boneless. Seamus moved his head from her crotch and began very softly running his hands up and down her legs while he placed gentle kisses on her belly and mons. After more than a minute, she became able to keep herself on her feet.

“Fucking Hell! Oh, god. Oh, fucking god. I had no idea. Not really. Now, I know why those girls keep you, and I don’t fucking blame them. My ... Oh, fuck. My ex ... No. He doesn’t matter. He really doesn’t matter now. Hell, I’ve never felt anything nearly that great before. I’m not sure why your girls ever get out of bed.”

I quietly said, “Just so you know, Heather and Lana or Heather and Beth could have done that for you, and possibly even better.”

“I can’t imagine anything better than what you two just did for me. Oh, freak! I’ll let you two do almost anything you want with me for orgasms like that.”

“Good,” responded Seamus. “We greatly enjoy this, and we’d like to spend the next hour or two loving you.”

“Hour or two? I’m not sure I’d survive another ... How long was that? It seemed both very long and quite short.”

“I don’t know,” I answered. “Maybe four or five minutes.”

“Oh, Hell, no. I wouldn’t survive even another hour of that, much less two. But ... fuck. What a way to go.”

Seamus and I spent the next 1.5 hours or so loving on Emma P. We sandwiched her twice while the three of us lay on our sides, with the guy behind her with his cock inside her and the guy in front of her with his cock moving a bit against her mons and, when we could manage it, our balls rubbing against her cock-filled pussy. We had not done that before, but Seamus figured that out on the fly. That forces us into additional intimacy with each other, but the results are more than worth it. She orgasmed twice in that position, once for each of us. We also taught her how to ride us in Cowgirl while she made out with the other guy; she orgasmed once each in that position. Although Seamus had to stop a couple times when he was in her, we came only once each, hoping to save some stamina for tonight’s orgy-situation first time for Rathi.

We spent ten or so minutes after her fifth orgasm with her on her back, her limbs akimbo, while both of us lay to each side of her, our chests partly on hers, while we each used our upper hand to lightly rub over the parts of her we could reach and placed random soft kisses on her face.

“I might not be able to move for the rest of the day.”

Seamus responded, “Hmm, that’s an idea.”

“No, you both have to be there for Rathi.”

“How ‘bout if we all take a shower to wake us up?”

I interrupted to say, “No. I think Beth wants us all to shower tonight before we go to bed ... although if bed gets a bit crazy, some or most of us might need a shower in the morning, too.”

Seamus replied, “Yeah, we take a lot of showers.”

Everyone was in the living room when we went downstairs.

Emma S called out, “We heard you at least once, Emma. That sounded pretty good!”

Emma P blushed and hid her face, but I gently lifted her chin and quietly said to her, “The girls like to embarrass each other about sex, although no one’s embarrassed anymore. I’m sure one of my wives put her up to that. If I find out, do you want to watch me spank her?”

That pulled Parkinson’s head up farther and she quit being embarrassed as she asked, “You do that?”

I grinned at her, then quietly answered, “No, but I have had to remonstrate with one or two being a bit much for a newly added girl. Heather and Lana are the usual culprits as far as approaching or, occasionally, crossing a line, but they never mean anything by it.” I turned to Smythe and loudly asked her, “How do you want your spanking? Over my knee?”

The LA girls cracked up, but Smythe looked taken a bit aback.

I walked over to her, pulled her off the couch, sat in her place, then encouraged her to sit in my lap. She did so with alacrity, then plastered her mouth to mine giving me an intense kiss that went on for more than a minute. Many of the girls were hooting at us before Emma pulled back, a grin on her face.

“Goddess, it’s so fun with everyone here, and I’m crazy about you, Brett.”

“I’m more than a bit on the crazy side for you, too.”

Meka said, “To cut off the interpersonal love affairs for the moment, we LA girls thought everyone might like a moonlight swim. Is that...”

“Yes! Yes! Oh, can we do that, please?”

I looked at Kota as Meka grinned at her words, then said, “Everyone but you, Girl. We don’t allow LA-underage blondes in the pool after dark. You never know what trouble ditzy blondes will find.”

Kota stood from the floor and launched herself into Meka’s lap, then surprised Meka with a very hot kiss, a kiss into which Meka leaned hard.