2 comments/ 17002 views/ 6 favorites BJ Bliss Ch. 04 Hard to Swallow By: masterandmargarita Katrin and Holly showered together in silence under the rainfall shower head in a bathroom that was larger than Katrin's entire apartment while the guests of mansion lingerie party departed into the night. Still in shock from unexpected acts of public depravity, Katrin stood motionless and stared deeply into the complex amber glass tiling of the shower walls while Holly toweled her off. They slipped back into their modest sundresses and made their way back to the main staircase where Claudia waited for them in a flowing black robe, enjoying the eerie silence of her vacated residence. Katrin sighed deeply and mustered the courage to face her dominating client and make her exit as quickly as possible. "Katrin, I hope you don't mind cash. I'm old fashioned," Claudia explained as she handed over an envelope brimming with many neatly bound stacks of hundred dollar bills. "Cash is fine," Katrin replied as she looked at the bundles of money in disbelief through her dreary, bloodshot eyes. She peaked over the balcony and saw to her relief that Marco and Justin were waiting patiently in some elegant chairs near the front entrance. "I'm sorry that this didn't turn out to be a traditional workshop, but I hope that you don't feel it was all in vain and that you were compensated appropriately." "Claudia," Katrin replied carefully, "I know I should be mad, but I'd be lying if I said that I didn't enjoy it." "Girls," Claudia continued as she looked over in Holly's direction, "This was a pleasant evening, but hardly on a level that would truly satisfy me. Let me know if you want to visit again sometime and see the basement. We can play for real. You have my number." "Thanks for the offer," Katrin replied as she shared a wide-eyed glance with Holly, "but I don't think we could handle it." "You're right, you probably couldn't," Claudia agreed. "I don't know how tight the blowjob workshop industry is, but if you ever run into the owner of Studio Trésor tell her that her long lost sister Claudia sends her regards." Katrin's eyes bulged out of her sockets. "What?! You're Felicia's sister?!" "Yes. Don't you see the resemblance?" "No, actually, I don't," Katrin replied sincerely. "You're both ruthlessly sadistic, though." "We're sororal twins. Non-identical. Although, most people do notice the resemblance in the eyes. Chartreuse green is not a typical eye color, to say the least. When we were kids, we convinced our classmates that we were part alien." "So you set us up, unbelievable!" Katrin exclaimed. Sickness rushed to her stomach as she thought about everything that had transpired since they arrived at Claudia's mansion. Justin and Marco stood up with concern as Katrin's raised voice reverberated through the room. "Katrin, I assure you that Felicia and I haven't spoken in years. She cut me out of her life shortly after she married into that powerful family. She didn't want to be associated with my now ex-husband and his dirty dealings. Her new family is too politically sensitive. I've spent many sad years wondering how I could reconnect with her," Claudia explained with an unexpected and convincing vulnerability that took Katrin by surprise. Katrin stood speechless for several moments and stared back at Claudia as she tried to process the explanation. "How could this happen? There are millions of people in this city and I just happen to run into you?" "Katrin, don't be ridiculous. You know as well as anyone that when it comes to sexual adventuring, this is a very small city. Suburbs included." "Well, regardless, your crazy twin is out to destroy me." "That doesn't surprise me," Claudia replied knowingly. "She doesn't like competition. No one could possibly understand this more than her twin sister. Despite our issues, I do very much admire her business from afar. That's what gave me the idea to look up a competing outfit to entertain my guests this evening. Lord knows I wouldn't ask my estranged sister to come here and ruin my fun. Why not bolster her competition and overcompensate them for their workshop instead?" "I appreciate the compensation, but we didn't do anything that remotely resembled my workshop, Claudia," Katrin corrected with irritation. "Oh, I realize that. When I saw you and your adorable entourage at the door this evening I just couldn't help myself. You were fresh meat and I apologize for taking advantage. If it's any consolation, I do hope you'll walk out that door a much stronger woman. You could have left any time you wanted but, to my relief you opted to be willing putty in my hands." "Thanks for reminding me," Katrin frowned in embarrassment, "and thanks for the weirdest night of my life." "Good night, girls. I wish BJ Bliss the best of luck. Safe travels." Claudia made her way across the balcony and disappeared into the dark lonely hallway. "Katrin, I didn't drink a drop tonight," Justin assured her as she and Holly descended down the stairs. "I can drive us home." "Thank you, Justin," Katrin replied with a warm smile and a hug. "I just met all of you and now, I don't know what I would do without you guys," she blurted with sudden emotion with tears swelling in her eyes. She made her way over to Marco for a hug, clinging on to him and resting her head on his shoulder. She never imagined that the first official night of workshops would have left her so exposed and vulnerable in front of her employees. "Katrin, you're exhausted. Marco will help you to the car." He swiftly picked her up and carried her towards the front entrance while Justin rushed to hold the door open. "Marco," Katrin laughed, "I can walk." She held on tightly and decided there was no harm in taking him up on the offer. Marco descended the outside stairway and approached the car as Katrin went comfortably limp in his arms and enjoyed the ride. "Don't forget your tips!" Holly reminded Justin as she rushed over to grab the envelope that he had forgotten on the chair. "Thanks, kid," Justin said with a wink. "Are you okay? I'm sorry things got so crazy tonight." "I'm great," Holly reassured him. "This was the best night of my life." BJ Bliss Ch. 04 Hard to Swallow "I never thought I could go crazy over tofu," Katrin confessed, "but this is one of the best things I've ever had." Peter was relieved to hear that she was impressed. "So what were you saying about evolution?" he asked. "Well, over millions of years, via natural selection, your male ancestors evolved over-sized cocks that are capable of shooting large volumes of semen. The bigger cocks and bigger loads were more likely to impregnate the females in their group, so those traits were passed on. Here we sit in the 21st century with overpopulation and you're still slinging around these bazookas between your legs and armed with the urge to fire it off multiple times a day. Biologically speaking, it is total overkill. Also, it's very messy." Shut up, Katrin. You're talking too much and giving him the upper hand, she cringed to herself. "That's very fascinating," Peter replied as he pondered the loaded explanation. "Well, this is the reality that girls face, if they want to be with men," Katrin summarized. "At some point you've got to come to terms with that ridiculous organ, in one way or another. As you already know, I'm keen on one particular solution." "And what's that?" "Duh, to suck it. And to teach others how to suck it." "I see," Peter chuckled. "So, how are the workshops going?" "Ah, good," Katrin replied with a telling crack in her voice as she envisioned Claudia's haunting green eyes drilling into her from miles away. "It's been an adventure." She quickly looked around the restaurant in sudden irrational fit of paranoia. "I can only imagine," Peter remarked. Katrin was relieved to see the waitress approach with more plates of food and hoped that the conversation could be over. She was not at all ready to discuss her previous night's experience at Claudia's mansion with Peter. She focused instead on a pile of tea-smoked duck breast, stuffing it into delicate steamed buns before stuffing it into her face. She savored several bites and then turned the spotlight on Peter. "So how is it that a handsome, professional man, with a panty-soaking car is single?" "That is a fair question, Katrin," Peter responded dryly, causing her to let out a laugh. "The truth is, I've only been single for a few months. I recently moved out into my own place." "I'm sorry, that must have been difficult. Breaking up and moving out is a hard thing to go through." "Yes it is," he confirmed as he finished the last sip of his drink. "The upside is that my business picked up and I closed on a condo of my own." "I'm very interested in this condo of yours, is it in the loop?" "West of the loop, not very many blocks from here actually." "Well, how convenient," Katrin replied with a smirk, "we just happen to be eating here and you just happen to live close by. Well played." "My neighborhood just happens to have the best restaurants," Peter defended. "I would never impose. But now that you mentioned it, if you're interested in breathtaking views of the city skyline on a private deck, it can be arranged." "Oh can it?" Katrin toyed, hoping to make him squirm. "Why don't you get that sexy waitress's attention and order me another drink. Then we'll see." "Sexy?" "Don't play coy with me," Katrin laughed. "Katrin, I have to confess, I am really picky." "Oh are you?" "Yes. I prefer skinny, athletic, beautiful blondes. I'm very close-minded." "Interesting," Katrin blushed. "And if one of those blondes just so happened to be the foremost blowjob expert in the city?" "That couldn't hurt." "No, it couldn't. Quite the opposite," Katrin remarked suggestively as she looked into his hazel eyes. He reached across the table and took her hands into his. They shared a brief quiet moment before the next course approached the table. BJ Bliss Ch. 04 Hard to Swallow "What do you want to do to me?" Katrin asked as she pulled back from his shiny hard cock and tapped it against her cheek playfully. She looked up in anticipation and teasingly rubbed his engorged head across the tip of her nose. "I want to feel myself inside you for the first time," he replied. "How should we do it?" "I'll push you against the railing and fuck you from behind." "Okay!" Katrin agreed. She was dripping wet with excitement and appreciated his assertive and specific suggestion. She quickly hopped up and held on tightly to the railing. She looked over at the young couples on the roof and saw that they were still enjoying the show. Peter lifted up her skirt and pulled her thong slowly down her ass and let it drop to her heels. "Go ahead and fuck me," Katrin encouraged as she looked back over her shoulder and anticipated the penetration. Peter eased forward and ran his length along her wet slit, allowing his head to tease her clit as he slid back and forth and covering himself in her juices. "Please," Katrin begged. She quivered from repeated strokes of his swollen head against her clit. He finally aimed for insertion and enjoyed the warm tight sensation as she enveloped his head deep into her folds. Katrin moaned with approval and rocked her hips. As Peter plunged in deeper he looked down to enjoy the sight his wet shaft as she soaked him. He reached a hand across her inner thighs as he pumped her with his hard cock. "Yes!" Katrin encouraged as she trembled from the sensations. Peter massaged his finger over her clit while she moaned approvingly and clenched his thickness with her impressive pelvic strength. Katrin felt the rush of an orgasm and held the railing tightly as pleasure surged through her body once again. She looked out over the remarkable city skyline and enjoyed continued intense orgasmic contractions as she slowly eased off of his erection. Noticing that they still had a captive audience, Katrin quickly spun around and dropped to her knees as the spectators yelled out in encouragement. Peter's cock was throbbing hard in front of her face and wet with her juices. She ran her tongue up and down his shaft and tasted her own pleasant glaze as she smiled up at him. "Will you fuck my face and cum down my throat?" Katrin begged, still trembling from her orgasm. Peter looked down in surprise and then over at the two couples who watched on from the rooftop. "Go ahead, I want you to use me," Katrin encouraged as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. He eased his cock past her lips and she swirled her tongue around his shaft and he buried himself deeper into her mouth. He held on to her golden hair tightly and thrust hard into her throat, as requested. "You can go harder," Katrin encouraged. He backed out of her mouth and admired the string of sticky spit that connected her lower lip to his throbbing head. "I want to taste you and swallow your cum," she begged. "Give it to me, please." Peter continued to fuck her face with hard deep lunges into her throat. His balls tightened up in her hand as she gently massaged and pulled on them. He couldn't believe how unfazed Katrin's expression was as he buried himself a deep as he could go. She seemed to have no gag reflex at all and her blue eyes were sparkling with pleasure. She held on to his ass and pulled him closely. "Almost there," Peter warned as he continuously lunged inside of Katrin's throat and felt her fingers working relentlessly over his balls. He grunted loudly and thick shots of cum spurted out of him and poured down Katrin's throat. She pulled him out half way and hugged his shaft firmly with her lips as she gulped down his load. Finally, she slowly removed him all the way and swirled his head with her puckered lips. She took a deep satisfied breath. Peter continued to dribble out as Katrin held his shaft in her hand and looked on with lust. She quickly extended her tongue to catch the last few drops and slurped on the tip of his head for any remaining fluids. She rolled his seed around on her tongue before swallowing and looking up at him with a proud smile. The couples on the rooftop cheered at the exciting finish and Katrin laughed as she stood up and turned to give them a bow. "What's your number?" one of the male spectators called out as his female companion slugged him on the arm. Peter and Katrin quickly headed inside, causing the spectators to boo and chant for more. Peter pulled the sliding door shut, cutting off the outside noise, and zipped up his pants. "That was fun," Peter said. "Yes, it was," Katrin agreed as she moved in closely. He gave her a soft kiss on the lips and held her close to his chest. "You can stay if you like?" he suggested quietly in her ear. "I'm sorry," Katrin replied as she slowly backed off, "I think I should get back home, but thanks for the offer." He looked disappointed. "No worries, I definitely understand. I'll give you a ride." "It's just that I desperately need some sleep," Katrin explained, "and if I stay here, I'm not going to keep my hands off of you." "Okay, but let me at least send you home with a gift." He pulled his shameful copy of Twilight from the bookshelf and handed it over.