"Turn Up The Heat - My College Days - Freshman Year, Part Three."
This was really going to happen! My trainer and Troy were going to watch these five young inexperienced pledges eat me until I orgasmed, and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it. Taylor had certainly done a worthy job of giving them the basics of what they needed to know about stimulating my pussy and clit. He had literally used my body as a live visual teaching aid to instruct these young, sexually innocent guys on how to bring me off! I guess it was now time to find out if they learned anything from the explicit show-all-crash-course Taylor gave them.
Taylor pulled his stopwatch out of his pocket and held it up. He said, "Luke, your first turn starts on my mark. Get ready….and go!"
Luke leaned into my pussy, and I felt the BPD move me up slightly. He had pushed the foot peddle to adjust the height of my pussy to fit his needs. I felt his tongue dive deep into me! He was wiggling it all around and pushing it up tight against the roof of my pussy. I could tell he was looking for my G-spot. He was doing precisely what Taylor had told them all to do. I felt him lap up a big tongue full of my juice and heard him swallow it. He was groaning like crazy!
Next, he aggressively took several licks up and down the length of my pussy lips. Then I felt his mouth cover my clit. He began sucking on it really hard. Tugging it into his mouth! This was crazy! After a moment or so, I felt the tip of his tongue start feverishly flicking the tip of my clit. My body was already in a state of arousal, and my clit was extremely sensitive. Each flick of his tongue made me jump inside. If not for being restrained so securely to the BPD, I would have already been thrashing all about. He either knew what he was doing or was a quick learner. I could feel my pulse quickening.
The orgasmic sensation was building in my body, and then I heard Taylor say, "Time's up."
Very quickly, Luke leaned away from my pussy, and stood up. All I could think was, no, don't make him stop! James promptly took a seat, and Taylor told him to go.
Unfortunately, in that brief break, the damage was done. The orgasmic sensation that had been building was throttled. I felt frustrated. James did everything he was told, just as Luke had done before him, but that meant he was starting the process all over. He was shorter than Luke, so he adjusted the BPD with me attached back down a little. What I needed was for him to go right to work on my clit and do it quickly. He instead stuck his tongue deep into me. He too, wanted to enjoy getting familiar with the inside of my pussy and slurping up my juice. It felt good, but it wasn't what I needed. The orgasmic sensation had all but faded away by the time he started on my clit.
He, too, began by sucking on it, and then he began flicking my clit, but instead of doing it up and down as Luke had done, he did it side-to-side. It felt good, but for me, the up-and-down flicking motion was what I needed. His tongue-flicking technique did not take me back to where I had been when Luke worked on me. While James was eating me, I could hear Luke in the background describing to the other three guys what it was like to work on me. He seemed thrilled with his experience; the guys were hanging on every word of his description. When Taylor called times up on James, I felt disappointed but hopeful that one of the other guys would soon get me back to where I was when Luke was eating me.
Now, it was Mat's turn. He adjusted my height. And, of course, he followed suit with starting from the beginning. He also had decided on the side-to-side tongue-flicking method, just as James had done. He, too, finished his turn without getting me anywhere. The same thing happened with Keith, who was next up. It was a thrill having these young guys eat me, but it just wasn't getting me anywhere. The break between each of their turns, coupled with each of them starting the process all over instead of concentrating on my clit, just wasn't working for me.
I sensed that Taylor recognized this. He said, "You guys need to step up your game. I can tell this BOD is in limbo. You're not getting it where it needs to go. Have you guys been paying attention to how this BOD is responding to what you are doing to its cunt, he asked. It was tensing up throughout Luke's turn and looking like it was on a roll towards a big orgasm, but since then, its reaction has been muted. What was Luke doing that the rest of you are not doing, and what else might be coming into play here that could be affecting this BOD's ability to achieve an orgasmic state of mind?"
When Keith's turn was up, and Max sat down, he followed the lead by adjusting me, but instead of eating me out like the others all did, he went right to my clit. He sucked it for only a few quick seconds and then began his tongue-flicking technique. And much to my surprise, he was doing the up-and-down flicking motion! It felt fantastic, the way he flicked the tip of my clit with only the tip of his tongue so rapidly yet ever so lightly. Apparently, it was obvious that my body was responding to his efforts.
Midway through Max's turn, Taylor said, "Look, Max must be doing something this BOD likes. Check out how tense its muscles are getting and the look on its face. See its eyes squinting? That is a sure sign that it's feeling that orgasmic sensation coming back."
He was right! This young pledge who had proclaimed that he had no sexual experience at all and had never laid eyes on a pussy before was in the process of taking me to never, never land. Every time the tip of his tongue ever so lightly flew across the end of my clit, I felt a jolt! I was well on my way once again, and then I heard Taylor say, times up, Max. I squealed as loud as possible through the gag and rolled my eyes. I even flexed my fingers wide apart and waved my hands as much as I could in an effort to get Taylor's attention. I wanted him to know that he should allow Max to continue.
He saw my reaction. But instead of letting Max continue, he chuckled and asked, "Did you all see what this BOD just did? It was trying hard to tell me it was pissed that I made Max quit."
He laughed, and the guys all laughed with him. When Max got up, Luke sat down for his second turn. Knowing it was Luke back in the seat was comforting, considering what he had done on his first turn. However, there was still a momentary break between him and Max, which brought a sudden halt to the incredible orgasmic sensation that had once again reemerged with Max's turn. Max also complained, saying that Taylor should have let him continue.
He said, "I had this BOD on the run. I could feel how tense it was getting."
Taylor said, "Yes, you were doing great, Max, but it still would have taken far too long to get this BOD over the top. You did an excellent job stimulating the BOD's cunt, and it's showing all the classic signs of an orgasm in the making, but it just wasn't far enough along for me to let you go on. I have to be as fair as possible while still staying on track and hoping for a successful BOD warm-up."
While Taylor was explaining this to Max, Luke had sat down, adjusted me, and was right back on my clit, tongue flicking it. His flicks were not as light as Max's, but he did pick up exactly where Max left off. Keeping the interruption to a minimum was nice. The strong orgasmic state I had felt with Max was right there again. I could feel myself zoning out with every rapid-fire tongue flick that Luke made. My legs strained against the restraint straps trying in vain to pull together like they always do under normal conditions when a guy eats my pussy. My clit gets so sensitive that it involuntarily causes my body to tightly close my legs in an attempt to protect my clit from whatever is causing the overwhelming stimulation. I have absolutely no conscious control over this physical reaction.
The guys in my past who have experienced this with me always say I squeeze their heads so tight that they can't breathe. Now though, being bound in this spread-wide position and having zero control over the ravenous torture being inflicted on my clit took my anxiety level through the roof! The lucid thoughts pulsing through my mind were unbearable. My brain was caught between wanting to pull my legs together and how erotically stimulating it was, knowing that I couldn't. I had never before experienced such a mind-blowing state of euphoria! And part of what made this situation so dynamic was knowing these sexually innocent guys were witnessing my erotic breakdown. I am sure my intense reactions were incredibly arousing for all of them!
Luke was doing great, and as his turn ended, I was getting close. I knew it wouldn't take much longer if they were all on the same page about getting me there. Luke expressed his disappointment about not having a successful second turn. He knew he brought me close to the point of no return, but as Taylor had pointed out, my body just wasn't there yet. Even though I hated it when Taylor stopped the pledges at the end of their turn, I began to realize how much he knew about how a woman's body reacts to this kind of stimulation in a situation like this. He was making all the right calls. I guess he had done this so many times that he knew exactly what to watch for to achieve a successful outcome.
James now took a seat for his second and last turn. He, too, went right back to my clit but still persisted in doing the side-to-side tongue-flicking technique. It felt good and kept me zoned in; however, it did nothing to further advance the orgasmic sensation needed to take me over the top. During James's turn, I could also hear the other four guys discussing what they thought was working and what was not. I heard one of them say, "Did you guys see how big the clit is now? It's all swelled up!" "Yeah," said another, "it is."
Then Keith asked Luke which direction he had been flicking, and Luke replied up and down. Max chimed in and said I think the up and down works best based on the BOD's reactions. I've been concentrating my flicks across the tip of the little ball on the end of the clit. I think that's where the clit is most sensitive. Hearing these four pledges discuss in detail how best to eat my pussy and make me orgasm was mind-boggling!
A moment later, Taylor said, "Times up," which ended James's turn.
Mat quickly sat down, and without even adjusting me, he began flicking the tip of my clit in the up and down motion. Although, instead of covering my whole clit with his mouth, he used his lips to suck just the tip outward while maintaining a steady tongue flicking. This was different, and it felt fantastic! That intense orgasmic sensation was back and steadily growing stronger again. Having my clit so persistently and continuously stimulated for such a long time was a new experience for me. I could only imagine what my pussy must look like from all the torturous arousal it was going through. Plus, with how I was angled slightly back on the BPD, I could not view the head of the guy working on me. I could only see the guy's backside. This seemed to enhance the thrill of what I was experiencing.
As Mat made his way through his five-minute turn, the intensity of the orgasmic sensation was growing. With every punishing flick of his tongue, I was getting closer and closer to the point of no return. I could hear the salty comments the pledges made about how hot it was to watch my body react to the overwhelming pleasure they were inflicting on me. Then, as always, I heard Taylor say times up. God, this was frustrating! Mat was up in a flash, and Keith was now in the driver's seat. He too, went right to work using the up and down tongue flicking motion, but instead of using the tip of his tongue, he assaulted the engorged tip of my clit with a fuller tonguing technique.
The surface texture of the fatter part of his tongue from further back in his mouth felt rough compared to the tongue tip method all the guys had been using thus far. It was heavier and thicker. This was another new sensation I had never experienced. It felt wonderful, and I really liked it! And because he was using the fatter part of his tongue, his flicks were not as rapid, yet still I felt a jolt every time his tongue made contact with my clit. Damn, these young pledges were doing better than I expected. My breathing quickened and got shallow. They all were listening to the gargled moans I made through the gag. My eyes were squinted tight as Keith's tongue relentlessly stroked my clit. Was Keith going to be the one? Was this it? Was his innovative tonguing technique going to take me over the top? It sure felt like it! I could feel my clit tingling!
Then, of course, Taylor said, "Times up, Keith." I gurgled no, no, no! Please don't do this to me again! I was so close! Couldn't Taylor tell I was on the brink of a full-blown orgasm?
Keith jumped up, and Max slid onto the stool for his second and final turn. This was the last chance for a pledge to finish me off and achieve the job they were brought here to do. Max got right to it, and it's a good thing he did because my clit was still reeling from the workout Keith gave it. Max's tonguing technique was completely different from Keith's. Still, the residual effects I felt from Keith's tonguing action carried over, which didn't hurt Max's cause. I desperately needed Max to take me all the way and finish me off.
After all this, I was so ready. I kept thinking, please let this happen!
Taylor, Troy, and the four pledges were intently watching this orgasmic drama play out right before them. I assumed they realized from my gargled moans that I was close, and they didn't want to miss a single moment of the erotic torture I was experiencing. From his first turn, I remembered Max being the one with the light tongue-flicking method that felt so intense. And Max did not disappoint me this time, either. The second I felt his tongue ever so lightly contact the tip of my clit, I could tell he was doing the same action he had done before, and it felt fantastic! Surely, this was it, even if it took him more than the normal five-minute turn.
Since Max was the last pledge, I assumed Taylor would let him finish me off. I couldn't take any more torturous interruptions or the constant change in tonguing techniques the pledges subjected me to.
As Max magically worked his tongue on my clit, I was zoning out more than ever. I was entering a euphoric state, and my mind began to wander. For some strange reason, as my body climbed closer to an orgasmic high, I started wondering, why me. Was I really supposed to be here doing this? Was this my destiny? Physically, it felt right, and I had no inhibitions about sexually serving guys in outrageous ways. That bridge had been crossed back in my senior high school days.
Yet, here I was, in only stockings and heels, with my legs stretched wide. Restrained on a machine called a BPD, with my entire naked body on full display. I had an audience of two upperclassmen and four young, sexually inexperienced fraternity pledges watching me as one of their friends ate my pussy into oblivion! They were all witnessing the most intimate of moments as my body reacted to the stimuli my clit was receiving!
My body was now pulling against the restraints so hard that I could feel the straps digging deeply into my skin, especially my legs! My clit was so sensitive now that every flick of Max's tongue sent a pulsing shockwave through my entire body! One of the pledges said, look at how its legs are shaking! It must be close! He was right. My legs were quivering uncontrollably! It wasn't going to be much longer! As I mentioned earlier, typically, when a guy eats me to orgasm, my body is extremely animated. I thrash all about, and my legs pull together in an effort to offset the sensitivity my clit is experiencing. In this case though, there was nothing I could do. The BPD and Max had full control of my body. I could only accept my fate, that at any moment, I would be putting on an uncontrolled orgasmic show for all to see!
My gurgled moans got louder, and the pitch of my squeals grew stronger as the intensity of the inevitable orgasm drew closer. My mouth was clamping down tight on the gag's mouthpiece. Looking outward through my squinted eyelids, I saw all eyes focused on what Max was doing to me. With me so close, the guys were completely silent. I assumed they all wanted to be sure and hear what I sounded like when Max achieved the ultimate goal of pushing me over the top. The only sounds now were my heavy panting, my squeals, and the slurping noise Max's tongue made as it relentlessly lapped my swollen clit.
A minute later, and a dozen more flicks of his golden tongue, and there it was! A huge orgasm rushed through my body like a bomb going off! I was bucking inside and out, but my body was held tight to the BPD frame. My body's natural response was to pull away from the source of the tongue thrashing my clit was receiving, but that was not possible. My garbled squeals and moans were as intense as you can imagine! I felt a big surge of juice gush from my pussy, but Max never let up! When he felt me tense up in the final moment leading up to this colossal climax, he increased the speed at which his tongue was striking my clit!
With every quick connection made between the tip of his tongue and the tip of my clit it felt as if a jolt of electricity was shooting through my entire body! I reacted by spontaneously jerking to the extent the restraint straps would allow! This was the most intense and dominating orgasm I had ever experienced up to that point in my life! It went on forever, with wave after wave of intense pulsing pleasure flooding my body!
I could feel this orgasm all the way out to the tip of my fingers and toes! I had an instant barrage of large goosebumps pop up all over my body, and even the hair on my head felt like it was standing on end!
The guys were all hooting and hollering at what Max had accomplished. Taylor and Troy gave him a round of applause. Max stayed right there on my clit the whole time, never letting up. He continued his assault on my clit even as the effects of this massive orgasm began to subside. I was well into recovery mode before he released my clit and raised his head up away from my pussy.
When Max stood up, he was proudly grinning from ear to ear! My pussy juice was all over his face and dripping from his chin!
One of the boys excitedly remarked, "My God, look at that cunt! Max, you destroyed that cunt!"
The guys all patted him on the back and praised his accomplishment. I felt utterly spent as my body hung limp in the restraint straps. If not for being mounted on the BPD like a wild animal trophy on a wall, I would have curled up in a ball. I could feel a steady stream of my juice still dripping from my pussy! This young guy Max, who had no prior experience eating a pussy had just given me the most intense full-body orgasm ever! Taylor praised him for a job well done, and Troy told him he had earned a week off from grunt duty and the right to attend the upcoming party. He also told Max; you just mastered the art of eating a BOD's cunt!
One of the pledges said, "Dude, do you know what this means? You get to fuck that cunt you just destroyed! Damn, you're one lucky S.O.B.!"
Max's response was, "Man, I can't wait! My dick is so hard right now! This is going to be my first fuck. I hope it goes well."
The four other pledges told him not to worry. He would do fine, and they wanted a detailed report on what it felt like to fuck a BOD!
That brought an end to the BOD warm-up, and all the pledges thanked Taylor multiple times for the hot, hands-on lessons, including teaching them everything they needed to know about female genitalia. They told him they would remember everything he taught them and put it to good use in the future.
After Troy and the pledges left, Taylor mopped up the floor under me and then proceeded to take a damp cloth and gently wipe my pussy clean. He gently pressed the warm rag tight against my pussy and held it there for a minute or so. This felt so good. The heat felt rejuvenating. He then dabbed my pussy dry with another rag. The next thing he did was to butterfly my pussy lips again so my pussy would look presentable for the soon-to-be BOD reveal.
He stepped back, looked me over, and said, "Looks perfect! All primed and ready now. The pledges did a great job warming up that cunt, didn't they?"
I blinked twice, letting him know I agreed with his comment.
He said, "The night is young, and that tight little cunt of yours is going to see a lot of hard cock tonight." He chuckled and told me to get ready. It wouldn't be much longer before the frat brothers and their guests were brought to the BOD Presentation Room for the party's main event.
I am sure everyone reading this has experienced at one time or another that overwhelming yet satisfying euphoric sensation of utter exhaustion one gets directly after having a mind-blowing orgasm. That is where I was at in that moment. However, that feeling was fading quickly with Taylor's remarks about what lay ahead for me. I was on the rebound and started feeling incredibly horny again. My body was again showing the telltale signs of how aroused I was. My nipples were getting perky and hard. My clit and pussy lips felt full and engorged again.
As my pussy swelled, I noticed my clit feeling even more sensitive than it had been before my interaction with the pledges. The event that Taylor and Troy referred to as the BOD warm-up had indeed been a successful endeavor. The more I got to know Taylor, the more I realized he really knew what he was doing when it came to female arousal. He truly was a master at preparing a girl such as myself to be the Fraternity's party entertainment at their wild, decadent parties.
My imagination was running rampant with images of what would soon be taking place. A sense of panic set in as these lucid thoughts flooded my head. The idea that shortly, a group of college guys would be viewing me in this totally exposed and vulnerable position with my body restrained and legs spread wide, leaving nothing to the imagination, had me feeling nervous as hell. Not to mention that I had no idea how many guys would be fucking me.
However, after observing the looks of pure sexual excitement on the faces of the five pledges once I was revealed to them and how much they enjoyed their time with me, I was simultaneously thinking about how exhilarating it would be when the curtain opened again, and I was presented to a larger audience.
Having my vision narrowed due to how I was restrained, my view of the room was limited. Yet, I took a moment to survey the expanse of the room before me. I wondered what I looked like from different random positions in the room. That first taste of exposure with the five pledges served as an emotional springboard into what I would experience throughout the night. These crazy thoughts continued until I heard my trainer exit the room and flip the switch on the wall as he left, closing the curtain around me again. Taylor had not told me he was leaving, but there I was, all alone, tightly mounted on this machine called a BPD as BOD 01, with the curtain now closed around me. My view was again limited to only the inside of the curtain. This time though, It was dead silent except for an overhead spotlight humming as it brightly illuminated every inch of my naked body.