At the request of a mod, I’m adding the fact that both people involved in this story were 18 at the time (Birthdays were after the cutoff for school, but before the start of the year, odd coincidence on both parts)
The winter break was hard on both of us, she left the next day for her grandparents house in the mountains, while I was stuck at home. We did sext pretty much the entire time, she said she was sore for a few days after, and when her mom got home that day she asked if I was over earlier, so she had likely seen me or recognized my car (my dad was one of the few people in town that believed a kids 1st car should be a piece of shit). When school started back up, so did our “tutoring” sessions, and she even started coming around my place for them too, though that was mainly because her mom started nosing around and wouldn’t give us enough time between interruptions to do anything, and both of my parents worked, so we had more freedom there. She just thought her mom was being a typical nosey parent, but i always had my suspicions she knew what she was doing, but it backfired in that we spent more of our time at my house, and we even made a game of trying to fuck in every room in the house, working our way through day by day. The hardest one was the attic, the wood floor wasn’t comfortable to lay on. The best one was the laundry room, mainly because I had the genius idea to lift her on top of the dryer after throwing a pair of old shoes in there and putting it on “tumble dry”. Safe to say the shoes were the only thing dry after that.
This takes us to one Friday night in mid-march when we had a concert at school, some beginning of spring crap that was an excuse for parents to go out and drink. So, naturally, afterwards the kids usually went off to one parents house to party while the other parents went on depleting the worlds wine reserves. After she dropped her flute & piccolo off with her parents, are me my trumpet, Emily came up to me with an idea.
“So, I was thinking, we could go to Robby’s house and have some fun, drink some of that non-alcoholic crap he usually “smuggles” in, or we could stay here and have some fun. I mean, despite our lunches, we never actually fucked at school”
“Not yet, you mean?” I asked, knowing what she was suggesting having thought about it a few times myself.
“Exactly. Now, knowing you, you’d be fine with going on the field and fucking like animals, but given the number of parents still here, and the fact the road is right next to the field, It’d be better if we found a room that was still open.”
As soon as she said that I lightbulb went off over my head. I knew there was a room that would more than likely be open, far away from the auditorium, and there would be snacks. Win, win, win. I told her which room I thought would be open and she jumped at it. As we made our way down there, I told her I knew he usually kept the back door unlocked, against advisement, because he liked to work late when no one else was around, and liked his snacks. Once we got there and she found out who’s room it was, she was ecstatic. See, while I got along well with this 10th grade math teacher, Mr. Anderson, her older brother was the bane of his existence, and took it out on her when she had the class 3 years later. She said she always fantasized about getting him back, “and eating his snacks would be perfect. Oh, along with getting fucked on his desk.”
Miraculously his door was open, so we went in, and his room was still the same it was 2 years ago, same old desk, same convoluted setup with the projector, and his snacks were in the same place too. The one thing that was new, or we just never noticed it was the mini-fridge underneath his desk. We got some of his better cheddars and checked the fridge only to find out that he kept beer in there. Jackpot.
“See, i told you this would be better than going to Robby’s” she joyfully said as she handed me a beer.
“We could be stuck in the middle of the desert, and it’d still be better than Robby’s” I told her as I took a sip.
“Oh really, and why’s that?” She asked, somewhat knowing what my answer would be.
“Well, because during the day it’d be so hot we wouldn’t want to wear clothes, and cold enough at night that we’d need to cuddle to stay warm”
“Just cuddle?”
“Ok, maybe a bit more than cuddle”
She chugged what she had left in the can and said “Show me”
That was all the invitation I needed to lean over and lock lips. While we were making out she reached down and could feel my hard cock, begging to be let loose, and I reached under her skirt to find her panties soaked. She broke off the kiss and leaned over the desk while hiking up her skirt to reveal her perfect ass and soaked panties. I undid my pants and let my cock out, but when she started to try and take off her skirt and panties I stopped her, “Leave them on, it’ll make it less messy in the car home.”
She obeyed and I reached down and simply moved the panties to the side as I lined up behind her. Before sticking it in I asked her if she was always this slutty, “Only with you, and that big cock.” If my cock wasn’t hard before, it could break marble after hearing that, and that answer was all I needed to hear before shoving it in. I wasn’t nearly as gentle as out first time, I almost bottomed out in her on the first thrust, which made her scream in delight. I didn’t take things slow this time either, her already being lubricated enough, and set a fast pace to begin with, and only getting faster. I could tell she was already close to cumming, so I sensed the moment coming I pulled out and let her cover the desk in her juices. I didn’t give her a second to come down from that high before diving right back in, faster than before. This time the moans coming from her were loud enough I thought someone could actually hear her, so I stopped for a second and flipped her on her back so I could lean down and cover her mouth while fucking her. After a while her moans died down, but not because I let up, but because she’d later tell me that she “lost the ability to speak English.” Instead of covering her mouth I grabbed her hips to make things even more intense, as I could feel myself getting close.
Before I could get myself off however, I heard something behind me, the sound of keys in the front door of the room. I told her “Oh shit, someone’s coming” and that snapped her back to reality as she sat up and fixed her skirt as I pulled up my now soaked pants (should have just taken them off, lesson learned). We still don’t know if the janitor just saw the light and came to se why it was still on, or if he heard us going at it, and if he heard us, how long did he listen outside before opening the door. He started yell at us “damn kids” as she ran out the back door, and I followed as best I could while trying to fit my cock back in my pants. We made it back to the parking lot to find it empty save for our cars, everyone else had gone home or out for more drinks. We looked around and seemed to be in the clear, so we stopped to catch our breath and walked over to our cars. She expressed remorse that I didn’t get to finish, and told me to follow her “If I could keep up”, so I wound up running a few stop signs following her out to an empty park parking lot. She had the bigger car (my crappy Camry vs her Highlander), so when we parked, I went over and was expecting to finish this in the back row, but she walked around to the hood and beckoned me over.
Somehow on the short drive over she had managed to remove her panties, and just started shaking her ass for me as I dropped my pants again. When I re-entered her, I picked up pace wise from where we left off, and didn’t let up. Not caring if she made any noise this time, instead of trying to keep her quiet, I reached down and grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and pulled her head back. This sudden act of aggression along with me getting even deeper in her elicited a wondrous scream of delight from her as my pace quickened. I kept one hand on her hips and another holding her hair as I started to get that feeling again that I was gonna cum. I pulled her head back more and whispered in her ear,
“Where do you want it?”
“Fuck, fill me up, I want you leaking out of me all night in my sleep” she barked back, which was more that enough for me to give one final thrust and do just what she asked. I let go of her hair and grabbed her by the hips to make sure she couldn’t move away as I shot rope after rope of cum as deep as I could. After a minute of just holding her there while I softened inside her, she asked me to go grab her panties off of the center console. She slipped them on to stay true to her word, but not before reaching inside herself to get a taste. The sight of her reaching down to scoop some of my cum out to taste was the single hottest thing I’d ever seen. We both needed a minute before driving anywhere to get feeling back in our legs, so we talked about how crazy this night was, and how we hoped the janitor didn’t see our faces. I reassured her that he didn’t since neither of us turned around, and joked that considering how “well liked” Mr. Anderson was, he probably didn’t even clean the mess up, just grabbed a beer and left. She thanked me again for a wonderful evening and drove off home. When I got home and showered before bed, I noticed I had a message on my phone. It was from Emily, a picture of her cum soaked panties pulled to the side with more leaking out of her with the message “Goodnight, I’ll be dreaming of you ;-)”. I don’t know for sure about her, but I know for a fact I fell asleep that night dreaming of her.
While I still have a few stories with Emily to get out, I didn’t realize there was a contest going on on the sub, so I’m gonna skip forward to only a few years back at a coworker’s wedding.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d8kvo2/almost_caught_after_a_concert_mf