Fifteen minutes later, Olivia stood outside the ramshackle building at the back of campus. Sat between a line of dumpsters on one side and a dilapidated basketball court now used as a parking lot on the other, the janitor's residence was an old temporary classroom converted into accommodation. Olivia banged on the door.
"Fuck off," came from within.
Olivia banged louder.
"Fuck off," the voice repeated, but louder.
Olivia banged the door a third time.
The banging and scraping of furniture accompanied by the pounding of footsteps answered her. The door clicked three time the flew open, "what part of fuck off don't you..." The lean, muscular man in the door way stopped. The lines on his face creased under his grey hair. "You've got a story to tell don't you."
"I'm locked out of my dorm."
"Student services, lady." He slammed the door shut.
Olivia pounded on it.
"Student services," he yelled.
"I've been there. They sent me here."
The door opened slowly. "Who the fuck did that."
Olivia stood, hands on hips.
"OK," the janitor said. "Come on in." He stepped aside.
Olivia, reeking of dried sperm, walked past him into the small cluttered room.
"And don't touch anything."
Olivia stood in the room as the janitor settled into an easy chair. "So, what's your story!"
"I need to get into my dorm," she repeated. "I lost my clothes."
"Obviously," he replied, his eyes roving over her body. "Still, student services deals with stuff like this. I can't start giving out special favours."
Olivia paused at the words 'special favours'. She looked back on the day and how her life has changed and the one theme that now ran through it, pleasuring men. 'Special favours', she thought as she stepped forward and placed her hand over the lump in his crotch. She slid her hand back and forth and the lump hardened further.
He leaned back, "I'm listening."
"I need some help. If I help you, will you help me?" She rubbed, then squeezed, then kneaded his crotch.
"Go on." His eyes were fixed on her tits.
Looking into his eyes, she unfastened his trousers and reached inside, releasing his hard shaft.
"You see, I can give special favours," she said, wrapping her hand around his cock, "in return for special favours." She licked her lips. "Are you interested?"
His eyes narrowed and he groaned.
She lowered her head then paused. "Well?"
"Yeah, I'm interested."
She tilted her head as she strikes him harder and harder. "You see, I've got needs and you've got needs. Perhaps we can help each other out." She lowered her head and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. Then she lifted her head, stared into his eyes and said, "you see I've got places I need to get into and in return, I can let you into places too. Here's a sample," she said lowering her mouth over his cock.
Soft slurping sounds filled the room as Olivia's head bobbed up and down over his lap. She tugged at the waistband of his trousers and pulled them down further then she reached in and cupped his balls.
He groaned and his body stiffened.
She lifted her head. "So, do we have a deal?"
"Sure, I let you into your dorm and you suck me off."
"I need a key," she said.
"No deal," he said.
She stopped. "OK, no deal."
"You get a key, but I get to fuck you."
This was no longer an issue for Olivia seeing how many people had already fucked her today. "Sure."
"And photos."
Olivia paused then bit her lip. She thought for a moment, quietly stroking him to keep him on edge. "No head shots."
His eyes narrowed for a moment and then he smirked. "Deal."
With the deal agreed, she made her move, stroking him hard then standing up to straddle him. She lowered herself down until the head pressed against her pussy lips. Slowly she lowered and his shaft slid inside.
He tipped his head back and groaned. Then, reaching up with his hands, he grabbed her firm tits and mashed them. The pleasure rose in Olivia after a day of being the victim she was in control. She wasn't some breed bitch she was making the decisions. She moaned as she ground down on him, his cock plunged deep, stretching her.
He started to grind and buck harder.
"Don't cum in my pussy," she said.
"Why not?" he grunted.
"There's serious penalties for non-breeders that cum in my pussy "
"Like what?"
Olivia continued grinding and riding for a few seconds. "No idea," she said between panted breaths. Her fingers grabbed his shirt and pulled as she came closer to the edge. "Fuck it," she panted. "Cum in my cunt if you want, everyone else does."
His grunts turned into groans as his cock twitched inside her then exploded releasing jets of hot seed deep inside her red, raw pussy. She held on for a few seconds then her own orgasm consumed her. The wanton, random nature of the sex, fucking a complete stranger as part of a sick trade making her hornier and wetter than she'd ever been and the orgasm shattered her like no other. She whimpered and groaned as waves of pleasure shot through her whole body.
Post orgasm, she flopped forward lying on his chest where she lay, breathing heavily for a few seconds. Then she pushed herself up.
"Key," she said.
"Photos first," he replied.
Cum oozed down her thigh as she nodded, "let's do this." Her pussy throbbed at the thought.