My Steamy Story: Mía, a naive college girl, who has deci...

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Okay, so full disclosure, my bestie Chloe totally dared me to do this and I, like an iconically chaotic dumbass, said bet. The plan? Wear my trusty little pink vibrator to my 9 AM Poly-Sci lecture. No cap, I thought I was so slick setting it to the lowest setting, but five minutes into the driest lecture of my life, I am high-key struggling.

I’m trying to take notes on foreign policy but my entire focus is on the low, insistent hum against my clit. Every time I shift in this god-awful plastic chair, it shifts with me, pressing in just the right—or wrong—way. I let out this tiny, choked gasp when the professor called my name and I swear my soul left my body. My pussy is already so wet, I can feel it soaking through my panties, and I’m just praying no one can smell me. I’m trying to look engaged but I’m literally just sitting here, thighs clenched, trying not to moan. This was a huge mistake and also… low-key the most turned on I’ve ever been. I am not gonna make it.