Kat - A College Student

Twenty-year-old Katarzyna, known to her friends simply as “Kat”, sat in the driver’s seat of the used car her parents had purchased for her when she started school. Her hands rested on the apex of the steering wheel and she drummed her fingers on it as she stared at the rear entrance of the Gagootz. Her friend had gone in over half an hour ago and still had not returned.

When Kat’s friend had first walked up the steps in the back, Kat thought she was bluffing. No woman in her right mind would go through the dare the two classmates at the Pratt Institute had made during a bout of serious drinking. But then again, no woman in her right mind would have made such a dare in the first place. Regardless of how drunk she was.

Suddenly, Kat set up straighter and leaned forward. Her friend was coming out of the video store.

“So… so how was it?” Kat asked when the other young woman slid into the passenger seat.

“Zabawa,” she answered in their shared language. That was probably the reason the two had first become friends. Both had grown up in families that spoke Polish at home. “I blew two guys.”

“Ew!” Kat grimaced.

“No, it was fun,” her friend replied. “You can’t see the guy and he can’t see you. No jokes about my height or ethnic background. To them, I was just a mouth, and they were just a couple of cocks.”

She leaned to the side and adjusted the rear-view mirror to check her appearance. Satisfied that everything was alright, she told Kat, “O.K. Your turn now… Unless you are scared?”

Kat rolled her eyes and pressed her lips together. Flinging the car door open, she strode with determination towards the store.

*****

Kat was much smaller than her friend, both in height and weight. Although they both wore glasses, they both had brown hair, and they both preferred pony-tails. Also, they both were considered nerds.

When Kat stepped into the shop, she wished that she was anywhere but there. Looking around the displays of x-rated movies, sex toys, and accessories, she spied the sign over a hall saying, “Private Viewing Booths”.

She was about to enter the first one on her left when the burly man behind the counter called out, “Sorry, miss. The viewer is not working in that one. Try number four.”

With a shrug, she did as told, and as soon as she flipped the handle, locking the door, a hard cock was thrust through a hole in the wall on her right side.

At first, she was taken aback, but then she remembered that was why she was there. Approaching it slowly, Kat reached out with her right hand, and using just her fingertips, lifted it up a little higher. It was a nice cock. Quite large, actually. Circumcised and the man’s pubic region was smoothly shaven. Maybe this would not be too bad.

Pulling the low stool in the small compartment up close to the wall, the college student sat down and resumed examining the anonymous dick waiting to be serviced. Maybe her friend was right. This could be fun. No one knew what she was doing. Except Gracie, who couldn’t tell people about it for obvious reasons. Not that Kat thought she would, anyway.

So, wrapping her two fists around the proud prick protruding through the portal, Kat opened her mouth wide, leaned forward, and began blowing the unknown man. She lunged her upper body back and forth, sliding her tautly stretched lips along the upper length of it. At the same time, her clenched hands pumped the rest of the shaft, gripping it tightly and squeezing into it. All the while, the twenty-year-old sucked with voracious intensity.

As she worked to extract the cum from the man on the other, she could not stop her ever active mind from pondering why this act was called a blowjob. The job part, she understood. Fellatio can be labor intensive. Especially the energetic, frantic way that she was doing it. But why blowjob? Why not suckjob? Because that is what she was doing. Drawing hard on the head of the man’s cock. Trying to pull the cum from it with a vacuum. Her flying fists toiling to **** the semen from that hard dick.

***KNOCK*** ***KNOCK*** ***KNOCK***

Since this was her first time at a glory hole, Katarzyna did not know the significance of those loud raps.

The unexpected cum explosion caught her by surprise, but to her credit, the young woman did not cease, nor even slow down, her stroking and sucking. If anything, she sped up her exertions. Like a runner sprinting in the final stretch.

More and more of the warm liquid shot off inside her mouth and she could hear the moans of the man, muffled by the wall, as he obtained his sought after relief. Emptying his heavy load into her hoovering mouth.

When the man’s needs were satisfied and he stepped back from his side of the wall, his already softening dick slipping from her lips, Kat had a eureka moment.

That penis had just blown up inside her mouth.
That had been her job; to make it blow.