Karl heard a knock; it was his 2 o'clock appointment. "You may enter" he called. His next coaching tune-up appointment, topless, toned and pensive, glided meekly through the door.
The buxom blonde student stood silently, head faintly bowed, shyly observing Karl's face for an indication of how to proceed. Karl let her wait while he surveyed her near nakedness. Her black high heels were strap-ons, buckled around her ankles. She held her hands clasped in front of her cameltoe-forming green thong panties. Her blond hair hung past her shoulders, half in front and half behind. She saw him examining her and finally flinched under his gaze, giving Karl the excuse he needed speak sternly to her.
"Odette! Why have you asked for a coaching tune-up?"
The little blonde stuttered a reply that confirmed what Karl had been told: "I need to exercise my seated vaginal position."
Karl thought a while about how to proceed. The standard coaching routine for face to face seated vaginal took several steps. Each step usually ended when the male partner orgasmed. He would then take time to 'refract' his fortitude. The student and coach would regroup, often the next day, and continue.
Face to face seated vaginal training was a combination of 'threes'. The student was instructed to use three long axial strokes, three hip waggles and three vaginal clamps in a sequential repetition. She would repeat each set non-stop and was required to bring herself to orgasm as often as she could before her partner's first orgasm. Three times for her was the mandatory minimum to pass an evaluation assessment. The training routine was successful when the student achieved three cums before her coach cums in any one session.
Just prior to Odette's arrival, Karl had cum hard inside Olivia during her hands and knees position coaching tuneup. He thought it would take him an hour to cum again. But he hoped to be able to hold an erection while percolating his prostate. This lucky student Odette would get the full face to face seated curriculum in one hour-long session.
Karl rose from the arm chair and retrieved a stool which he placed in the middle of the room. He stood in front of it and commanded her, "Approach me, Odette!"
Odette walked forward; her heels clicking on the parquet floor. She stood at arm's length in front of Karl.
Karl said, "Take my shorts off."
Odette squatted upright in her heels and loosed the waistband wide before carefully lowering them over Karl's flaccid cock. He stepped out and Odette neatly folded them and laid them aside out of the way. She looked up at Karl surveying her from above. Karl ordered her to stand up. He held her eyes with his gaze as she smoothly stood and returned her hands across her hips. Karl yanked her thong's drawstring ties. He grasped the waistband above her vulva and rudely swept the silky scrap off her crotch and threw it over his shoulder.
Karl sat on the stool and adjusted his rump to a comfortable position.
"You need to prepare me for the coaching session. As a sophomore, you haven't received oral training but this is not a formal evaluation assessment. Do whatever you can to get me erect."
Odette kept her knees stiff as she bent at the waist. Her ass jutted high behind her as her hair draped Karl's groin. Her nipples contacted his thighs. Resting her weight there, her tits compressed like soft pillows. Her face and hands tunneled under the hair until her lips found Karl's flaccid tip hanging between his spread hips. She kissed, tongued and sucked the knob. She used one hand to cradle his balls and the other to support the shaft for better access. Odette felt Karl's successive twitches. She used a hand to sweep back her hair so Karl could see her actions. The tactile and visual scene got Karl harder until his cock tilted on its own to horizontal. Odette backed off her mouth and now stroked him with her hands, using palms full of her hair to slick along the rising tube. Her thumb rubbed the underside of the crown until Karl was suitably erect. Karl stopped her by jerking her hair up. He pushed her shoulders back and Odette stood up.
Karl closed his knees. "Shuffle forward and straddle my legs. Remain standing. Don't sit down."
Odette trundled forward until her inner thighs framed Karl's legs at mid-thigh. Karl run his palms up Odette's finely tuned inner thighs. He further and wiped a finger along her shaved gash. Finding oily moisture at the entrance, he inserted his finger to the second knuckle and waggled it. Dragging it out, he rubbed the wetness between finger and thumb to test the viscosity. She was juicing nicely. It was really the first he had touched her. More likely, she was excited by her unease in his presence. That boded well. Karl would use that nervousness and trepidation to intensify the effect of his coaching.
Karl grasped the sides of Odette's naked hips.
"Come closer now. Stand close to me so we can get you into a good position to 'mount'. I will help guide you over my cock but don't sit until instructed. Keep your heels on the floor; you will need the leverage. "
Odette moved until their stomachs touched. Karl's could no longer see his groin. He reached around under her ass and found the germane body parts. Odette was close enough for Karl to smell her mélange of odors: minty breath, floral body wash and vaginal musk.
"Sink down a bit...a little to the left...my left...down a fraction. Hold! Do you feel my tip at your slit?...Yes?...Okay, rise up." Karl moved his hands to her hips. "Now find the tip again unassisted and hold it lightly in place with your sticky cunt lips."
Odette cautiously maneuvered her ass around until she located Karl's knob again. She held the tip barely inside her cunt lips. Karl moved his hands to her ass cheeks.
"When I tell you to start, you will use one long push to bury me in in your cunt. You can do it; you're amply lubricated. You may brace your hands on my shoulders. "
Karl took a deep breath and exhaled. He braced his feet for stability and adjusted his hands on her hips.
"Okay, we are correctly arranged. I'm ready for you to showcase your capabilities. Enlighten me with an enjoyable first plunge into your cunt. Start now."
Odette clenched her jaw and glided down. Karl suppressed his moan as she slid his erection all the way in with one nonstop stroke. Her tube was textured and wet and warm. She wiggled her bottom as she placed her arms on his shoulders and held the back of his head with her hands.
Karl explained the three-three system. Three strokes, three waggles, three clamps, then repeat. Odette must follow his lead for his desired pace and rhythm. He made it very clear that she must bring herself to three orgasms before she brought him to his first orgasm. And he counseled her to maintain his desired rhythm no matter what. Her signal to end the continuous stimulation would be his first rope of cum shooting into the deepest depths of her cunt. Thereafter, she must cuddle his tool inside her receptacle until he instructed her on how to cleanly dismount.
"Is that all understood?"
"Yes, I will not stop until you cum."
Karl let her begin and patted her ass to signal the speed he desired. Odette rose until Karl's crown rim barely peeked out between her juicy cunt lips. Then she stroked down his entire shaft,, banging her clitoris against his pubic bone at the bottom. On the upstroke, Odette braced off her high heels to get the leveraged lift Karl had advised. She could feel his sensitive knob rim scour her tunnel and it felt good. She hoped Karl liked it, too.
At the bottom of the third stroke, Odette's clitoris banged Karl's pubic bone again. She rolled her hips and rubbed her clit hard against his skin. Two more hip rolls, two more hard rubs of her clitoris. She felt a deep tingling building there.
She bore down and clenched her vaginal muscles as hard as she could, three pulses. Bracing again, she rose and fell on the long strokes to begin the next set of repetitions.
Karl enjoyed how his rim skimmed along the walls of her wet tube. He sat still as Odette cycled through countless sets. For an evaluation assessment, Karl would have counted and later recorded the number of cycles. But this was training, so he spent the time mentally rehearsing his speech. Coaching was like acting; he was playing the role of teacher, disciplinarian and cheerleader all at the same time. The script never changed. He always delivered it after first time students had their first orgasm.
Karl knew that Odette was approaching her first orgasm. Her breathing changed and she emitted small moans at her hip roll-clitoris rubs. Her breathing, her rhythm of motions and her moans were accelerating. Odette drew in a deep breath, sank to the bottom of her last stroke, arched backwards and hugged Karl's neck, garbling out a cry of ecstasy. Karl kept his hands firmly on her ass to be sure she didn't move about errantly and hurt him.
When Odette had regained her regular breathes and senses, Karl moved his hands to her sweat streaked breasts, fondled the globes and tweaked the nipples. He pushed her gently back so he could talk to her. Odette clasped her hands behind Karl's neck for support. Karl's stiff cock remained warmly entombed in her warm, juicy cunt. But his face expressed his dissatisfaction and his voice was demanding as he admonished her.
"That was not what I told you to do! You agreed to provide continuous stimulation, unabated, until I cum deep in your cunt. Have I cum yet? Even before you stopped, you changed the pace without my permission. "
Odette's face looked shocked. She was dumbstruck by his ire. Karl allowed time for the words to sink in. Then he continued to invoke his professional training program.
"Let review the procedures again for the TWA curriculum in face-to-face seated vaginal sex. Mastering the techniques of this position and all the other curriculum positions is mandatory for graduation.
"First, you must cum often before your partner, three times is an acceptable minimum. Your orgasms will be an undeniable sign that you find your partner sexy, viral and desired. It will boost his self-esteem and deepen his lust for you.
