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So earlier today I was in class, not paying attention, when the Vegas moonlighting client … we’ll call him RichieRich … sent me an email and asked for a last minute booking for this weekend.

I haven’t had sex since I came back from Vegas and RichieRich has been showering me with money and gifts on a daily basis. This has been making me hornier and hornier.

I gave him a number worthy of the title RichieRich. He agreed and paid in full via ETH within minutes.

My bank profile gushed and had orgasms on cue.

I desperately fought the urge to touch myself in class. The numbers in my bank profile are turning me on. This is all my fault with my rule of not contacting fuck buddies first.

RichieRich is also giving me anxiety. This is beyond fuck you money. What if I fuck things up.

I needed a dick inside me on an urgent basis. I needed to feel worthless. Just to keep myself grounded.

Well. Beggars can not be choosers. As they say.

This particular class is dominated by vaginas. Very few dicks. There is a nerdy guy sitting next to me.

The same nerdy guy that’s been sitting next to me since classes started each week. We have a courtesy hi hello relationship. He sits like 2 chairs over.

I’m hot. He’s … well he’s not … and doesn’t say much else to me. He is cute though in a bookish kind of way.

I lean into him and tell him I haven’t been paying attention to anything the professor has said. Would he mind giving me a rundown after class if he has time.

He’s confused at first. “Are you talking to me?”

“Yes. Mind helping me after class? If you have time?”

“Oh. Okay. Sure.”

“I’m <my name> by the way”

“Oh hi … I’m Calvin”

As we are walking after class, we talk some more. Calvin is an engineering major. He’s taking me to their primary building. He’s taking this course as an elective. Me too I tell him. You’re in engineering? I laugh, no no I mean it’s an elective for me too.

We get there. And I’ve gone from a vagina dominated room to an entire building dominated by dicks.

We put our stuff down on a desk. I ask him if he can show me where the bathroom is. He does. As we get to the door I grab his hand and pull him in with me, pin him against the wall and kiss him.

He breaks off the kiss. He doesn’t even actually kiss back.

“What?” I ask

“What are you doing?” he whispers

“What does it look like I’m doing?” I rub his dick through his pants and kiss his neck

“What? Here? Seriously?” he continues whispering

“Yes” I squeeze his dick. It’s getting hard.

“We’ll get caught”

“Best hurry then” I grab his hand and pull him in further into the bathroom … theres a girl …

“Fuck I told you” he tries to leave I grab his hand tighter

“I’ll leave” the girl says after staring at us, she obviously heard us

“Don’t say anything Savi” he tells her as she’s leaving. Oops. Looks like Calvin knows her.

I pull him into the handicap stall, push him against the wall, squat, pull his dick out and put it in my mouth. Get him hard. He’s. Whatever. He’s below average. I just need something inside me.

“You ready?” I ask him he’s got both hands against the wall

“I don’t have a condom” he says

“Just fuck me Calvin” I say standing up. I lift my dress up, drop my underwear and stick my ass out for him.

“You sure?”

I just look back at him … he gets the message … he enters me and starts to fuck me in standing doggy.

Calvin … lasts maybe 30 seconds … *sigh* … he tried to pull out … I wasn’t expecting him to finish so fast so I was trying to buck into him … and … anyways he finished mostly inside me

He was apologetic. I tell him it’s fine. I clean up. He just stands there dick hanging out, leaking leftover cum.

“Don’t you want to …” I point to him “Oh shit yeah sorry” he proceeds to clean up as well.

He leaves before me. I am left completely disappointed.

Fuck it.

I play with myself in the bathroom stall and make myself cum. Doesn’t take too long. I taste myself afterwards. There’s probably still some of his cum there.

Not what I was hoping for. But I felt better. Horniness temporarily satiated. Anxiety suppressed for now. Calvin is nowhere to be found. I grab my stuff and leave.

Mind clear, I had a great chat with someone and received some sage advice on how to manage RichieRich and navigate the world of the 0.1%. I hope I don’t fuck this up.

As I write this I realize I’ll have to face Calvin again next week … problems to deal with for next Wednesday I suppose.

In case you’re wondering.

Reckless: Getting caught would not have been good for my academic record. I don’t think.

Gross: Well … it was a public bathroom … ick …

NSFW: yes

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