Spent a couple days at a college in CA, working on my program. One of the students at a lecture caught my attention—cute, eager, seemed promising. So, I brought him back to my hotel room.

Then, I discovered his fatal flaw: the boy would not shut the fuck up. Talking, talking, talking. I figured once we got down to business, he’d finally be quiet. Nope.

So, I did what any reasonable woman would do—I rode his face, hard. Thought that might silence him. But no, mid-thrust, I hear a muffled “can you still hear me?”

Oh. That’s how we’re playing this?

Grabbed his hair, shoved his face in harder, rode him to my orgasm. Let him up for air—and he fucking started talking again. Immediate slap. “Shut up.” I saw his cheek turn red, a little tear in his eye. Maybe I hit too hard? Oh well.

Still made him earn his keep—one more orgasm with his mouth before I kicked him out. Won’t be keeping that one around for next time.