Amelia moved from Seattle to San Francisco in the fall of 2015 to attend college at Southern States University to study Business Analysis. Amelia was 5"4, weighed 120 lbs. and had a tight but voluptuous figure. She was introverted and shy and didn't make a lot of friends in her first semester in college. She spent her time running from her small apartment to class and back again, running errands, and exploring new cafes alone in her spare time. Amelia had one tiny nagging problem though.
Amelia was horny. All the time. She'd be in class or a lecture and feel this urge to touch herself down there. Being the appropriate and sensible girl that she was, she often ignored the sensation. When she was in class one day, Amelia felt her nipples start tingling and she felt her panties get wet with her juices. Gritting her teeth, Amelia tried to concentrate on what her professor was saying. "Solutions often include a software-systems development component, but may also consist of process improvement, organizational change or strategic planning and policy development..." She rubbed on her chair so her clitoris could get some friction and she could get some relief. She bit her lip, nothing was working.
Huffing, she sneaked out of the class through the back door and walked to the handicap toilet to take care of herself. The handicap toilet was always much cleaner then the girl's toilet. First, she palmed her breasts through her thin shirt, rolling her taut erect nipples between her nimble fingers. Groaning with relief she pushed her hand into her panties, rubbing her clit vigorously. Moaning, Amelia squeezed her breasts with one hand while her other hand worked its magic on her pussy. She pushed two fingers into her pussy and fingered herself. She groaned and picked up the face, pulsating her fingers in and out of her vagina. Her pussy was dripping wet. Her whole body throbbing with sensation, she screamed as she came.
Mortified, but satisfied, Amelia slipped her panties back over her hips and sashayed out of the toilet and confronted the frigid, boring class that was Intro to BA001. Once back in her seat, she saw her professor, Daniel give her the stink eye. He did not like students leaving in the middle of his class. Abashed, Amelia she sank low in her seat. Her horniness kept at bay, Amelia paid attention and took diligent notes throughout the rest of the session. At the end of class Professor Daniel stopped her on the way out. Fuck, what has she gotten herself into. Professor Daniel went on to sternly tell Amelia off. If she was going to disappear for twenty minutes during his class, she might as well not have bothered to show up. He threatened to mark her down for poor class participation if her bad behavior were to continue. Amelia was scared shitless. She apologized profusely. Tears formed in her eyes as she contemplated her predicament. She really needed an A for this course. Taking the heat, she promised that it would never happen again. Professor Daniel let her off with a warning.