The pledge we were with had Harper sit on the edge of the bed and buried her face between Harper’s thighs. Harper’s eyes got big and I could tell the pledge knew what she was doing. The pledge was on her knees, so I got on mine and wiggled my face until I had access to the pledge’s sex. I began giving her slot a tongue-bath. I worked her over good and could hear Harper making happy grunts. I could tell the pledge was ready, so I put my condom on and then slowly buried myself deep within her folds.
Harper was laying back in complete bliss. I slowly moved in and out of the pledge as I checked out the room. I had to chuckle when I noticed my butt poster on the wall. I was trying not to cum too soon as I began to do the pledge in earnest. Harper came hard and wiggled to get away. She complained that she sometimes got too sensitive when she climaxed. The look in her eyes said she wanted me to push her over the edge.
“David, get on your back,” Harper ordered.
I pulled out of the pledge and lay down so Harper could mount me. I stopped her and put on a new condom. The pledge straddled my head and didn’t take long to get her cookie. She tapped out to relax on the bed and watch us.
“Quit holding back,” Harper ordered me.
It sounded like Harper wanted to find out what round two had in store. I obliged her. The pledge wasn’t too happy when I handed her the used condom. We followed her downstairs and met our hostess.
“Cora and I organized tonight to help the pledges get a safe sexual experience with boys. I was a little worried when she told me you were bringing your girlfriend,” she said and turned to Harper. “Are you okay with what we’ve been doing?”
“When we arrived, I told him he wasn’t doing anything tonight, but so far, it’s been fun, though different. I can’t see doing anything like this on a regular basis, though,” Harper answered.
“Some of the pledges want to learn to give a proper blowjob. Would you be willing to allow your boyfriend to be our test subject?”
She looked at me and I kept a neutral expression on my face. I had come and I had experienced the party. I was fine with whatever Harper decided. Was I willing to allow college girls to suck my dick? Hell, yes! If Harper wanted to go back to my place, I would gladly do that, too.
“As long as I’m in the room, you can have him,” she said with a glint in her eye.
I wondered what was going through Harper’s head as we went and grabbed a couple of bottles of water.
“So, what do you want to do?” Harper asked.
“I’d like to do a bunch of sorority girls, but I’m a teenage boy. I could just as easily go dancing with you. I hear there’s a good band at the Thunderbird tonight.”
Harper could tell I was giving her a hard time. I wrapped her in my arms and kissed her.
“Baby, I don’t need all this when I have you,” I said, looking her in the eyes.
“I know. I’m not sure why, but it turns me on seeing you with other women. When I saw you doing the pledge, I had to have you right then. I hope that doesn’t make me a slut,” she told me.
“You’re my slut,” I said with a big smile. “As long as we’re not playing with other guys.”
She gave my shoulder a soft slap.
“You’re all the man I need.”
Cora walked over to us.
“Rumor has it if I want to do this big guy I have to eat your peach,” she told Harper.
Harper blushed. I’d heard rumors about girls at boarding schools. I had never seen Harper show the least bit interest in the same sex before. She hadn’t yet gone down on a girl. I didn’t really think Harper was into girls, but the thought of it made me hard.
“I think she’s shy,” I chimed in.
A pixie of a girl came skipping up.
“I was sent to come get you. We’re ready.”
She stuck her tongue out at Cora and pulled me toward the stairs. Harper followed us to a bedroom on the third floor. As we went to the end of the hall, we saw a few of the college guys having sex with girls other than the pledges. It looked like some of the sisters were horny.
In the room across the hall from the one we were going to, I saw the twins. I stopped Harper and we watched as they double-teamed the girl that we’d been with. They saw me and smiled. Harper giggled when they grinned and reached over the girl and did fist bumps. I don’t think anything was going to wipe the smiles off their faces.
The pixie was impatient and grabbed my hand.
“Come on,” she said, sounding like she was ten, wanting to hurry us along.
We entered the room to find another pledge and a sister. The sister took charge.
“Welcome, and thanks for allowing us to use your boyfriend like this. I promise we won’t break him. I’m Helen, by the way, and this is Jan,” she said, pointing to a serious-looking redhead. “You’ve already met Debbie.”
“Nice to meet you. I’m Harper and this is David. I had to convince him to do this,” Harper said.
“I bet you did,” Helen said.
I don’t think she believed Harper for one minute. She got right to work teaching her charges.
“David, could you get comfortable on the floor, and please do me a favor and lose the underwear?” Helen asked.
I dropped my shorts, grabbed a pillow off one of the beds, and propped my head up as I lay down. Helen sat down Indian-style at my waist as Harper and the pledges got comfortable on my other side.
“David, do you like blowjobs?” Helen asked me.
“Yes, very much so.”
“Describe the best blowjob you’ve ever received.”
I looked at Harper. She rolled her eyes at me and then nodded.
“I picked up a woman in Miami, on a dare. It turned out one of my friends knew her, and it was a setup. Anyways, the three of us went back to my hotel room.”
“I’m sorry, but what were you doing in Miami?” Debbie asked.
“I was there to do a photo shoot. I model when I’m not playing ball. I’d flown in the night before the shoot. I met some executives from Ford Models and three of the models who were going to be in the shoot the next day.
“Anyways, one of the models and the woman I picked up went back to my hotel room. The two women knew each other, and I figured they wanted to talk, so I went and took a shower. When I came out, they were drinking wine and catching up. I was surprised when the woman I picked up decided to give me a blowjob in front of her friend.”
“Was it because you were doing it in front of the other girl that made it so good?” Helen asked.
“I guess, but to be honest, this woman just knew how to handle a dick. Sorry, I didn’t mean to be crude.”
“No, it’s fine. What do you mean, though?” Helen asked.
“She was phenomenal. Most girls when they give you pleasure focus on doing what I call ‘the bob.’ They take three or four inches of your member and simulate sex. Please believe me, it’s fantastic. No guy will ever complain, and I promise you, you do it and your guy will get off.
“She took it to the next level. She was able to swallow my whole member and did things with her throat that turned me inside out. She also used her tongue and mouth suction to add to my pleasure. She didn’t just focus on my member, she pleasured my balls and teased my body as well.”
“David has some good points. He’s right, even a bad blowjob is good; at least, according to every guy I’ve ever met. Let me give you some tips on taking it from average to spectacular for your guy. First of all, set the stage. Most men would prefer a relaxed setting. Light a few candles and play some mood music,” Helen coached the girls, and she got up and lit a few scented candles and turned on soft music.
“I would suggest clean sheets for him to lie down on. Slowly undress him. Make sure there’ll be no distractions, so turn off his cell and lock the door. You want your man focused on his pleasure.
“Before you get to the main event, explore his whole body. Start slowly. Touch, lick, and kiss your partner, not just the areas that turn him on, but the ones that turn you on as well. This is a hands-on experience. Go ahead and get started.”