This story is inspired by real events that took place at Xnxx High School.
It was a typical day in the hallways of Xnxx High School. Rumors about senior Jonny and his sister Jenny were still going around. They said the two were having a forbidden relationship. I didn't believe it because if it were true, they would be gossiping about it in the dark fiction room, not in the school hallways.
“Hey Jordan, why are you so distracted...” said skinny Steward, leaning against my side with his arm over my shoulders. Then Theodore came over, grinning down at us both with his huge frame.
“Nothing, Stu...” I mumbled, looking at old messages on my phone, “I'm watching the end of a legend...”
“Ah, I know what you mean, dude,” said Teddy, “People talked about who the exhibitionist girl was for a long time, it was a complete mystery. I'm glad it's over...”
“I liked that girl,” Stu chimed in, looking over my shoulder at the girl's naked selfies on my phone. “She was so hot... Most of the boys at school, even the old perverts in the upper grades, had fucked her...”
“Yeah,” I said, shaking my head. “I wish I'd known her,” feeling sad like a passenger who missed the train.
They slapped me on the back, and we ran through the schoolyard onto the basketball court, playing a fierce game, bumping shoulders and stealing the ball until we were sore.
“I gotta drain the tank!” I said, raising my hand to ask for a break. The school building looked far away, we went behind the bushes behind the basketball hoop, pulled down our shorts and started peeing.
“Biggest dick is mine!...” said Teddy, proudly waving his huge dick. “I pee the farthest,” said Stu. “Haha, how do you do that with that little dick?” I laughed. “Still, I pee farther than both of you, losers,” he said. While peeing, we pushed each other's shoulders, laughing.
Our T-shirts were stuck to us with sweat. As they walked towards school, I took a spare T-shirt from my backpack, changed, and then ran to catch up with them.
“Nothing exciting is happening at Xnxx High School these days...” I complained.
“Principal Stanley's strict rules have caused many students to transfer to other schools, ones that are more liberal...” said Teddy.
He was about to say something else but stopped himself. Principal Stanley came down the stairs, walked past us, and strode quickly toward the basketball hoops.
…
We were in Ms. Atkinson's class when our phones buzzed with notifications. The tall woman was walking between the rows, assigning a boring homework assignment about the history of Xnxx High School.
“Oh, here we go again!” a chorus of whispers rose in the classroom as we all stared at our phones in amazement.
A message had arrived in our school WhatsApp group, after a long time, other than lessons, instructions, and homework. A girl's bare ass! A new case of a mysterious exhibitionist girl! Our hearts were racing. I now understood how the previous classes felt. I'm sure they were also very excited when the first picture of the first exhibitionist girl appeared in the group.
Suppressing our panic, we quickly scanned the girls in the class. Their facial expressions could give them away. We mentally noted the ones giggling slyly at the top of our list and didn't overlook the shy ones.
“Someone's not looking at their phone...” whispered Stu, who was just as smart as I was. “Red Molly… She’s not curious about the message because she sent it,” he nodded confidently.
“Gotcha, firefly...” Teddy said, looking at Molly. We all imagined a huge golden star spinning and shining just above her red head and grinned wickedly.
We gathered our books and stuffed them into our backpacks, winking at Molly as we left the classroom. That meant, we know what you’re up to, you little minx.
…
Spending a sunny Saturday at school was the last thing I wanted to do, but I had promised my friends we would work together on the homework Mrs. Atkinson had given us.
I parked my bike among the other bikes and entered the school building. I texted my friends, “Where are you, lazybones?” and got a reply saying “library,” so I headed there.
Inside, there were a few other students like us who had to spend the weekend there, sitting at tables in groups, flipping through books. I walked slowly, quietly looking around me. The bookshelves were arranged like a neat labyrinth according to category. Fantasy, fiction, role-playing, first-time, hardcore... Thousands of authors, tens of thousands of works. It made me smile to think that they were students like us, wandering the corridors of Xnxx High School. Maybe one day, I thought, there might be a story of mine on one of these shelves.
“Jordan... shhh... Jordan, we're here...” Stu whispered, waving from one of the tables. I went over to them and put my backpack on the table.
“What's up, guys?...”
“Shhh, quiet...” whispered Teddy, pointing at the teacher's desk with his thick finger.
I looked over and made eye contact with Principal Stanley. His stern face was enough to keep the library quiet. I lowered my voice to a whisper.
“Any clues?”
Stu nudged his phone toward me with his finger. I saw yesterday's bare ass on the screen and grinned,
“Yeah, I came all over it last night.”
“Look closely…” he said, pointing to the edge of the picture with his finger.
I squinted and looked, whispering “what?” with a blank expression.
“The bushes, dude...” said Teddy, impatiently.
I looked again and covered my mouth with my hand to keep from screaming.
“Fuck! ... That place! ...”
“Yeah, dude, the bushes behind the hoop we played on yesterday...”
“See, the bushes are wet...” said Stu, leaning toward me over the table. “This is where we peed yesterday...”
“You're a genius, Watson!” I murmured.
We leaned our heads close together and whispered, piecing together the puzzles of the story. Yesterday, after we peed on the bushes and were walking back to school, Principal Stanley was rushing toward the hoops. He was obviously going to meet Molly there. He took a close-up picture of her ass and sent it to our WhatsApp group from an anonymous account. Maybe he was restarting the mysterious exhibitionist girl case. But the mystery was solved very quickly. We had to restrain ourself from climbing on the table and shouting it out to everyone in the middle of the library.
We glanced at Principal Stanley and, seeing his sour expression, decided against it. After all, this building belonged to him, and if he didn't like our behavior, he could ban us from Xnxx High School indefinitely.
At that moment, we noticed Molly sitting at one of the desks. She was engrossed in a book about blowjobs, her freckled face flushing as she traced her finger along the lines, lightly biting her lower lip. Before turning the page, she touched her finger to her tongue to moisten it, left it there for a second, wrapped her lips around her finger, and sucked it slowly. Was she aware of how sexy that looked?
Suddenly, she looked up from her book and glanced around. She stood up and walked toward the aisles formed by the bookshelves. She passed the shelves labeled “female solo,” “male/female,” and “male/teen female,” and stopped in front of the “male male/young female” corridor.
Meanwhile, Principal Stanley also got up from his seat and approached Molly, walking between the desks as if checking on students studying.
Our eyes were on them. It would be fun to catch them red-handed. We nodded our heads at each other like in war movies and gave silent signals. We got up from our desk and began our encirclement maneuver from three separate directions.
Teddy positioned himself at the entrance to the corridor. Stu and I split up, tiptoeing behind the bookshelves to the other end of the corridor. I pulled one of the books at eye level and created a viewing gap for myself. Seeing Stu doing the same thing on the shelf opposite me, I grinned at him.
Molly and Principal Stanley were unaware that they were being secretly watched from two different angles.
“Looking for something specific, Molly...?” whispered Mr. Stanley.
“Umm... I'm doing some research on young women who hang out with multiple men...”
“Hmm, there's a diary here about a young woman who went on a train trip with a bunch of football hooligans. What do you think?”
“Oh, I think that's exactly what I'm looking for, sir... Is it a new edition?”
It was so much fun spying on their flirting. Our redhead giggled in a sexy voice, saying really seductive things. I started getting turned on behind the bookcase, slipping my hand inside my shorts and stroking myself.
“Ah, this is a classic, one of our former students' bestsellers...”
“Hmm, some pages are stuck together from being read so much...”
“Well, the more pages are stuck together, the better the book is written...”
The things they implied while talking made me horny, and there was also the risk of someone seeing my hand inside my shorts. I felt my temples throbbing.
“So, the woman on the train, did she manage to handle all the hooligans, sir...”
“With all her fuck holes, Molly, that interests you, huh?”
“I can't wait to read it, sir...”
I couldn't listen to this any longer, I pulled my hand out of my shorts and return to the study, through the bookshelves. Teddy, seeing me, thought the mission was accomplished and gave me a thumbs-up. I sat back down at the desk, and he immediately came over to me.
“What happened? Did they take pictures?”
“Hah. I didn't see... There was some really bad pillow talk, man. If I had stayed there any longer, I would have ruined everything...”
“Oh, dirty talk, huh?”
“And from a real expert. From Stanley...”
Within a minute, Stu sneaked between us.
“You heard it too, right, Jordan... The Principal was fucking Molly with his words.”
“Oh, it was great, the old fart is a total pussy hunter...”
Seeing the two of them emerge from between the bookshelves with cheerful steps, we buried our heads in our work. Molly was carrying a stack of books in her arms. They went together to the teacher's desk, Molly filled out the loan form, put the books in her backpack, smiled at Principal Stanley, and left the library.
A few minutes later, the notification sound from the phones of the idiots who had forgotten to silence them rang out, and a second later, the library's silence was broken by the murmurs of a crowd saying, “Wow.”
The exhibitionist girl was standing between the bookshelves. The selfie showed her and the bookshelf she was leaning against from bottom to top. She had put her phone on the floor and knelt on the camera with her legs spread wide. She was showing us her nude pussy. It was completely shaved, smooth, shiny, and wet. Her thin pink pussy lips were slightly parted, and girl juice was dripping out of her pussy.
“Ohh, Molly...” Stu swallowed hard.
It was clear we wouldn't be doing homework today, so we went outside. All three of us were incredibly horny and wanted to get home as soon as possible.
“Stupid bitch, she shaved those beautiful red pussy hairs...” said Teddy. “Why do women do that?”
“Maybe for hygiene...” I said, trying to find a valid reason.
“Pah! I'm crazy about red pussies, someone needs to tell women to stop shaving their pussy hair...”
We got on our bikes and rode to the park.
“The saddle is hurting my balls...” whined Teddy. He got off his bike and started walking, holding it beside him. We got off too.
“Of course it hurts when you sit on a thin racing bike saddle with those huge balls, hehe...” I chuckled dryly.
“I’m sure yours hurts a bit too, Jordan…” he said, grinning.
We knew Stu's little dick would never cause any trouble, so he ran behind the bushes before we had a chance to make fun of him.
“Come here, guys.” beckoning us with his hand.
We knew what he had in mind. We laid our bikes on the road, jumped over the bushes like commandos, got behind them, pulled down our shorts, and didn't stop until each of us came at least twice.
Ten minutes later, as we stood up and pulled up our shorts, pink roses bloomed on our faces.
“Damn, Jordan, I saw you shiver when you came...” said Teddy, breathless.
“I saw you come faster than usual too.”
That library selfie had really turned us all on.
“I shot the farthest!” yelled Stu, and we congratulated him by punching him on the shoulder...
…
On Sunday morning, we met Stu in front of the school and went to the field to watch Teddy's soccer practice. He was the team's defensive player, and all we skinny guys could do was cheer him on. We climbed up the wooden bleachers, waved at him, and when he saw us while doing short sprints on the grass, he stopped, punched his chest, and sent us a signal. That meant, I love you, buddies.
At the front of the field, the school cheerleading squad was rehearsing. The ten sexiest girls from Xnxx High School were lifting their legs up to their heads, showing their thong panties under their pleated blue-white miniskirts, and making cheers that sounded like orgasmic screams.
“X... N... X... X... High School! We're the sexiest school! Hey! Gang! Hey! BangBangBang!”
“What a bizarre cheer,” I said.
“They're distracting the opposing team's players…” said Stu, trying to figure out if the busty blonde in the front was wearing a flesh-colored thong or if what he saw was her pussy.
“Our naughty fox is here too,” I said, nudging him with my elbow.
Molly came over to her team in her cheerleader uniform, swinging her arms and legs and doing a few stretches. As she bent and twisted her body, her red hair shone like a gorgeous autumn scene in the sun. She was so natural, it was as if sexiness had taken physical form. I felt a tingle in my groin.
“If she's here...” Stu scanned the field with his eyes, and yes, there was Principal Stanley, standing next to the coach. Arms crossed over his chest, in his usual stern pose, watching the players' performance.
Before long, he started walking toward where Molly was. He didn't realize we were watching him.
“Judging by the bulge in his pants, he's fucking horny…” Stu chuckled.
“He's going to blast the redhead's cunt, haha…”
He walked past Molly and headed toward the locker rooms. Immediately afterward, Molly pretended to have twisted her ankle and limped after him.
We took out our phones and checked the time. We said he would be done in three minutes, nudged each other with our elbows, and laughed.
I wondered what they would do. I told Stu to wait, ran to the bleachers, jumped over the fence with an nimble move, and slipped quietly into the locker rooms. I heard their voices from between the shower stalls. “Did you read it…" “Yes, Mr. Stanley…” "Well, how did it feel?" "Oh, it was so exciting, sir, I felt like I was that girl being gang-raped on the train." "Hmm, so you like rape fantasies." "Ahh, that's my deepest desire, sir..."
“You perverts,” I muttered. It was obvious where this conversation was going. Principal Stanley was going to fuck our naughty squirrel in the shower stall. I pulled my shorts down to my knees, licked and wet my palm, and was just about to start when my phone vibrated. I checked the message: Stu had sent a picture he'd zoomed in on and snapped of the big-titted blonde's bare pussy. I grinned and quietly turned back the way I'd come.
“Did he fuck her?,” he asked when I sat down next to him.
“Almost…,” I said, focusing on the blonde’s leg-spreading movements.
“Drinks?”
I opened my backpack and showed him the beers. We jumped under the bleachers, and as we took our first sips, a notification came in. We opened our phones and looked at the picture of the day. A selfie taken from below, of a girl leaning against the tiles of one of the shower stalls in the locker room, holding her phone in one hand and fingering her pussy with the other.
Teddy dropped in.
“Hey, without me?”
I gave him a can too, holding out my phone so he could see the picture.
“Wow!”
“I was there...” I said, with a cool look, he wanting to hear all the details.
...
On Monday morning, the school hallways were buzzing with rumors about the mysterious new exhibitionist girl. Everyone was excitedly discussing who she might be.
“I wish we didn't know who she was...” said Stu.
Teddy nodded, “True, once you know the truth, the excitement is gone...”
“I mean, that's why anonymous girls are so attractive. If you don't see their faces, you imagine them however you want in your mind, but once you get to know them, it's different. The mystery is gone…”
“Is this Bernard Shaw?” I asked Stu. “Did you quote some philosopher?”
“No, dude, those are my own thoughts…”
“Pfft…” I made a gesture of crumpling it up and throwing it in the trash.
“Jordan, you’re not taking me seriously, dude…” he said and turned his back.
At that moment, we hadn’t noticed Teddy walking away from us and over to Molly.
They walked a few steps side by side in the hallway. Teddy leaned over and whispered something in Molly's ear, and Molly suddenly flew into a rage and slapped him hard across the cheek.
The sound of the slap made all the students stop and stare at them.
“What the hell are you doing, Theodor!” she yelled.
“Hey, look, your secret is safe with me, okay?” Teddy said frantically, pressing a hand to his cheek.
“What secret are you talking about, you idiot! I'm telling you, I'm not that whore!"
We took a few steps toward them. Molly was screaming and her face was the same color as her hair with rage.
“But... but... we saw you, Molly...” stammered Teddy. I had never seen him so helpless.
“Who? Who saw what?”
Things were getting messy, so I opened the door and slipped inside as I passed by the bathroom. The best thing to do was wait in one of the stalls until the storm passed, and since I was already here, I might as well take a piss. I pulled down my shorts, sat on the toilet, rested my elbows on my knees, and listened to the screeching outside.
“What are you talking about, Steward? What evidence?”
Hmmm, it seems, Stu went to help Teddy. Poor buddy, he's going to get beaten up, and by a girl, ugh...
“Yeah, I didn't look at my phone when the first message came in, so you call that evidence, huh? I don't have a phone, you idiot! I never had one! My parents won't let me have one!”
Ahh, they finally realized the exhibitionist girl wasn't Molly. Now it's time to clear up their confusion.
I opened my phone's camera, turned it toward my crotch, took a picture of my bald, shiny, wet pussy, and sent it to the school WhatsApp group from my anonymous account. Just like I had done before behind the hoop, in the library, and in the locker room shower.
I stood up, pulled up my shorts, stepped out of the stall, washed my hands at the sink, ran my fingers through my long, brown hair, tied it back into a simple ponytail with a rubber band, and walked out of the girls' bathroom with a smile.
When I came over, they were both holding their cheeks.
“Her hand was really hard, Jordan...” said Stu, tearfully.
“Just as we were arguing with her, the mysterious exhibitionist girl sent a new picture. Her face isn't visible again...” said Teddy, showing me the message on the screen displaying my pussy.
“Hmm, so the mystery continues, boys…” I said, wrapping my arms around both their shoulders. “Should we skip school, huh?”
“Sure,” said Teddy. “I’m not in the mood for class today.”
“Let’s go to the bushes in the park, Jordan. Fucking you in public places is so exciting…”
“Sure, buddy, I’m in, but Teddy, you won’t be fucking my ass with that huge cock this time, I haven’t been able to sit on my ass for days.”
“What about me?…”
“Ah, yes, you can take my ass, Stu. Let Teddy’s thick cock fill my pussy, just like we did under the bleachers…”
“You’re such a great school slut, Jordan. I’m so happy you’re our personal fuck toy.”
“Everyone thinks you're a tomboy, but we know what a horny slut you really are.”
“So, the mysterious exhibitionist girl? Aren't you curious about her?”
“I'm sure she's just as fun and naughty as you are, Jordan. Maybe one day we'll find out who she is...”