u/BananaToast143

Another long day of seminars, workshops and meaningless coursework submissions had come to an end, and exhausted, I collapsed back onto my single bed in my student accommodation. Is this really all there was to life at university? The dream I’d been sold of nightlife, new friends and constant adventure had failed to materialise, and in its place was a lockdown, flatmates I barely knew, and never ending work and debt. It was already late, and demoralised, I opened reddit to doom-scroll the hours away before falling asleep and doing it all again. Half way down my feed, a post caught my attention. “Random acts of blowjob?” I muttered to myself in confusion. I vaguely remembered scrolling it before out of curiosity, but this post had me intrigued. A girl from my university. A fresher like me. Bored and horny in her room, right here on campus. Wanting an anonymous guy to blow, while she was blindfolded. My cock twitched, and before I knew it I was messaging. “Surely I have no chance of a response” I thought to myself, but barely 10 seconds after I’d sent my proposal, she’d responded. She was less than a 5 minute walk away. She wanted me to wait until 3am to avoid the porters, due to the lockdown. “Fine by me” I responded, before she detailed the entry drill to me, and I sat rock hard, waiting, for my first bit of excitement since I’d moved here.

The clock turned 3am, and I was stood outside a flat block identical to my own, on the other side of campus. I buzzed the door as she requested, heart pounding through my chest. “What am I doing?” I thought to myself as I stood in the cold in pitch black darkness, with a mask on and hood up. The door clicked, and I moved inside quickly, careful not to get caught. She’d buzzed me in. This was happening. I crept up the stairs as quietly as I could to the exact door number, then stopped when I saw what I was looking for. It was there. She was telling the truth. She’d propped the flat door open with a pen. Subtle. At 3am, never noticeable. I quietly moved inside, not needing a key this way, and looked left down the corridor. If her flatmates were up and caught me, this could be a huge fine. I shouldn’t be here. But as I crept through the hall, the post it note on the door was there. Right in the centre of the door, like she said it would be. This was it. My heart was pounding as I crept the door open. Was this a trap? The room was dark, but as my eyes adjusted and I eased the door shut, I saw her exactly where she said she would be.

Knelt on the floor, in her pyjamas, with a black eye mask over her face, a petite blonde girl, just sat waiting patiently. Patiently for me. I hesitated. The entire situation still felt surreal as I crept towards her. It had been cold outside, and my hands were freezing, but I was rock hard and throbbing at what was in front of me, coupled with the eroticism of the anonymity. I didn’t say a word; I just unbuckled my belt, and dropped my pants to the floor, like she’d told me to do. I shuffled forward, and examined her more. Cute red lips, a slim petite figure, and clearly a devious mind. My cock stood in front of her face, inches away from her lips. I took a deep breath, and guided the head towards her. The contact was gentle, delicate, but enough for her to ease her mouth open and wrap her lips around me. The warmth enveloped me, and I let out a satisfied groan. Fuck, this was what I needed. This mysterious girl got to work quickly. Stroking and sucking the full 7 inches of my cock, sending ripples of pleasure through my body. After I settled, I got braver, wrapping my hand around the back of her head and pulling her closer to me, slowly fucking her throat. “Why not enjoy this more?” I thought, as I eased my cock as deep down her throat as it would go, forcing a little gag sound to squeak out of her throat. I kept my hand on the back of her head as I sat down, eager to fully relax, and guided her back to my cock. Her pace increased now, and in my fully relaxed state my orgasm built. Her tongue ran circles around my head, and my shaft was glistening with salvia from where she’d taken me deep. I started to moan as I got closer and closer, but she didn’t slow down or hesitate. My orgasm ripped through me as she kept her lips fully wrapped around my cock, and didn’t flinch as she milked every last drop. I pumped a huge load into her mouth, weeks of frustration and pent up stress relieved by this mysterious girl. She swallowed, and opened her mouth wide to display the evidence of her obedience. I stroked her hair softly, and then as per our agreement, stood up and slipped back out through the door. When I was home I messaged her, thanking her for a great night, and she responded in kind. Maybe university wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Another long day of seminars, workshops and meaningless coursework submissions had come to an end, and exhausted, I collapsed back onto my single bed in my student accommodation. Is this really all there was to life at university? The dream I’d been sold of nightlife, new friends and constant adventure had failed to materialise, and in its place was a lockdown, flatmates I barely knew, and never ending work and debt. It was already late, and demoralised, I opened reddit to doom-scroll the hours away before falling asleep and doing it all again. Half way down my feed, a post caught my attention. “Random acts of blowjob?” I muttered to myself in confusion. I vaguely remembered scrolling it before out of curiosity, but this post had me intrigued. A girl from my university. A fresher like me. Bored and horny in her room, right here on campus. Wanting an anonymous guy to blow, while she was blindfolded. My cock twitched, and before I knew it I was messaging. “Surely I have no chance of a response” I thought to myself, but barely 10 seconds after I’d sent my proposal, she’d responded. She was less than a 5 minute walk away. She wanted me to wait until 3am to avoid the porters, due to the lockdown. “Fine by me” I responded, before she detailed the entry drill to me, and I sat rock hard, waiting, for my first bit of excitement since I’d moved here.

The clock turned 3am, and I was stood outside a flat block identical to my own, on the other side of campus. I buzzed the door as she requested, heart pounding through my chest. “What am I doing?” I thought to myself as I stood in the cold in pitch black darkness, with a mask on and hood up. The door clicked, and I moved inside quickly, careful not to get caught. She’d buzzed me in. This was happening. I crept up the stairs as quietly as I could to the exact door number, then stopped when I saw what I was looking for. It was there. She was telling the truth. She’d propped the flat door open with a pen. Subtle. At 3am, never noticeable. I quietly moved inside, not needing a key this way, and looked left down the corridor. If her flatmates were up and caught me, this could be a huge fine. I shouldn’t be here. But as I crept through the hall, the post it note on the door was there. Right in the centre of the door, like she said it would be. This was it. My heart was pounding as I crept the door open. Was this a trap? The room was dark, but as my eyes adjusted and I eased the door shut, I saw her exactly where she said she would be.

Knelt on the floor, in her pyjamas, with a black eye mask over her face, a petite blonde girl, just sat waiting patiently. Patiently for me. I hesitated. The entire situation still felt surreal as I crept towards her. It had been cold outside, and my hands were freezing, but I was rock hard and throbbing at what was in front of me, coupled with the eroticism of the anonymity. I didn’t say a word; I just unbuckled my belt, and dropped my pants to the floor, like she’d told me to do. I shuffled forward, and examined her more. Cute red lips, a slim petite figure, and clearly a devious mind. My cock stood in front of her face, inches away from her lips. I took a deep breath, and guided the head towards her. The contact was gentle, delicate, but enough for her to ease her mouth open and wrap her lips around me. The warmth enveloped me, and I let out a satisfied groan. Fuck, this was what I needed. This mysterious girl got to work quickly. Stroking and sucking the full 7 inches of my cock, sending ripples of pleasure through my body. After I settled, I got braver, wrapping my hand around the back of her head and pulling her closer to me, slowly fucking her throat. “Why not enjoy this more?” I thought, as I eased my cock as deep down her throat as it would go, forcing a little gag sound to squeak out of her throat. I kept my hand on the back of her head as I sat down, eager to fully relax, and guided her back to my cock. Her pace increased now, and in my fully relaxed state my orgasm built. Her tongue ran circles around my head, and my shaft was glistening with salvia from where she’d taken me deep. I started to moan as I got closer and closer, but she didn’t slow down or hesitate. My orgasm ripped through me as she kept her lips fully wrapped around my cock, and didn’t flinch as she milked every last drop. I pumped a huge load into her mouth, weeks of frustration and pent up stress relieved by this mysterious girl. She swallowed, and opened her mouth wide to display the evidence of her obedience. I stroked her hair softly, and then as per our agreement, stood up and slipped back out through the door. When I was home I messaged her, thanking her for a great night, and she responded in kind. Maybe university wouldn’t be so bad after all.