Caught? ❤

John almost tripped over himself as adrenaline shot through his entire body. He took hold of Vanessa’s bound hand as well as the blanket on the floor and dragged both into the nearest toilet stall. Vanessa managed to tuck her head in to avoid hitting it in John’s rush.

’Thank Gaia,’ John thought. The airlock-style doors for the bathroom enabled an early warning, and before the second door to the bathroom had been opened, he was able to close the stall door quietly.

Quickly John removed Vanessa’s bindings while also fully dressing her once again. Standing on the toilet seat, John extended his hand and helped the cheerleader up with him.

“Wow, it smells of sex in here. You think the girl we passed in the hallway went to town on herself before we came in here? It didn’t look like she came from the bathroom, though,” a girl said, to which John heard a second girl grunt in tenuous agreement. “So have you noticed Vanessa recently? She’s been acting almost like a new person. I mean, she’s been surprisingly less of a… you know… bitch.”

“Really? Vanessa? I guess I wouldn’t really know, I try to avoid her group,” a second girl replied.

“Yeah, I even heard she stood up for that John guy when Frank was giving him a hard time on the bus, again. I’m not sure if she actually cared if John was being bullied, but it’s still kinda out of character for her,” the first girl continued, her tone kinda surprised at her own words.

“Speaking of John, have you seen him lately? There's something different about him since we got back. I can’t quite put my finger on it, though,” the second girl mused.

“I know, right? I mean I’ve heard a ton of stuff about him and how much of a creep and pervert he is, but I can’t deny he’s, like, low-key kinda hot, in a nerdy way,” the first girl admitted.

Vanessa’s breath tickled John’s ear as she whispered, “You look stupid with that goofy grin on your face. The only reason they’re talking about you is because of me.”

John tried to **** the smile off his face, but it was hard. Sure, he had people in his life who would compliment him and genuinely cared about him, but hearing some random girls talk about him positively made him feel warm and fuzzy. The sound of the bathroom door opening and closing made Vanessa move in closer to John as if he would help hide her presence.

“Interesting rumours going around! I agree about Vanessa’s more friendly vibe and John’s unexpected glow-up. But here’s something even juicier: someone in an Ashcroft uniform was seen as a passenger in Miss Summers’ car,” a third new voice chimed in. “The tinted windows made it almost impossible to tell who they were, but from what could be seen, it was most likely a guy. It was a student, though, because these green blazers are hard to miss from a mile away.”

His smile turned to shock. Vanessa’s eyes narrowed, her jaw clenched, and she leaned into John. Her hand pressed against John’s dick, encouraging it to reawaken. John felt a shiver run down his body as Vanessa whispered again in his ear, accusatory, “Seriously? Are you for real right now?”

“I… w-what?” John stuttered back. He felt shocked but those were the only words he could manage.

While the three girls just outside the stall chattered away, Vanessa unzipped John’s trousers and pulled his cock free. “Oh, shut up. The stupid look on your face screams, ‘I’m the one fucking my teacher,’ so trying to deny it is pointless,” the cheerleader spat in hushed tones.

As John was about to open his mouth, Vanessa silenced him by pressing her lips against his. John had to strangle a moan as the two gently made out.

“Who do you think it could be then?” the second girl asked.

“Honestly?” the first girl responded. “I have no clue. Miss Summers is a smoke show, she could tell any guy or girl to get in her car and they would… I would… Speaking of people fucking, who do you think Vanessa has been fucking? Frank’s been irate and had a school-wide hunt the other day.”

As the cheerleader jerked John off, she reached down and pulled up her skirt, guiding John’s dick to rub against her pussy.

“Did… did you put my panties on?” Vanessa whispered slightly confused. “Why the fuck would you do that?”

She scoffed quietly. Using her hand, she pressed John’s dick against her honey-soaked panties. Vanessa pushed her lips against John’s trying to muffle a moan.

“You think it could be John?” the third girl asked. It caused Vanessa to let out a silent squeak. “I mean, it could explain his sudden confidence and Vanessa defending him.”

The cheerleader’s entire body stiffened and then relaxed as the trio of girls let out a burst of laughter.

“As if!” the second voice objected before laughing. “It’s basically the same deal as with Miss Summers, she could have literally any guy she wants. Even with his newfound courage, John wouldn’t even be on the consideration list.”

Vanessa smiled against his lips, and he could feel the smugness emanating from her, though he wasn’t sure what it was exactly that she was smiling about.

She pulled away from John, grabbing his hands and putting them under her arms. “Just, hold onto me. I don’t wanna fall,” she whispered. John firmly held Vanessa as she lifted her skirt and tucked it into her harness belt.

Once the skirt was tightly and securely held in place, Vanessa lowered her panties before taking a step forward.

John could hear how wet Vanessa was as she slid his cock between her legs, and a shiver ran up his spine when the blonde pulled her underwear back up tightly, sandwiching his dick between the fabric as her lips caressed his shaft.

Vanessa moved John’s hands down to her ass, then looped her arms around his neck, pulling him into yet another kiss. In a comfortable position, Vanessa began to rock her hips back and forth, angling her hips in order to hit all the right spots as she began to make John’s dick slick once again.

John’s breathing quickened and he managed to push down every moan or gasp that attempted to rise in his chest. A breath caught in Vanessa’s throat and her body shivered as John’s cock rubbed against her clit in just the right way. With all the might in the world, she tried and failed to stop herself from whimpering.

“Fuck, that was loud,” John whispered, holding Vanessa’s ass firmly in place.

“Did you hear that?” girl two asked. Footsteps moved in their direction.

Two more pairs of footsteps followed. “Yeah, I think there are a couple of people in the stall,” the third girl confirmed.

John and Vanessa’s eyes snapped open and locked onto each other, their lips stayed connected and their bodies had frozen in place.

They heard the sound of a stall being pushed open. “Wait, what are you doing?” the first girl asked, her voice raised a little.

The stall next to them slammed open. “What do you mean? I’m finding out which stall they’re hiding in,” the second girl said nonchalantly. Then they heard the sound of a hand pressing against the stall they were in along with the latch rattling.

A clapping sound echoed in the bathroom. “Hey, what did you slap her hand for?” the third girl chided.

“Hey, don’t yell at me! How would you feel if you decided to do a little public sex and people started trying to get into the bathroom where you are?” girl one argued back. “I mean, yeah, I kinda wanna know who it is too, but… we should let them continue. I’m… uhm… I’m getting a little wet thinking about them fucking with only the thin stall door between the three of us and them.”

There was an unintelligible murmur from the other side of the door.

“What do we do?” John whispered, his eyes still wide. His heart pounded in his chest.

“Get it, girl!” the third voice cheered.

There was an unsure mumble before the second girl joined in, “Y-yeah! Don’t stop now! Give it to her!”

Vanessa pulled back, stepping off the toilet seat. She wrapped her fingers around John’s still-hard dick and gently tugged him, encouraging him to step down too.

John felt more sure-footed standing on solid ground again. The cheerleader pulled her panties to the side and stepped closer to John, guiding his cock back inside of her twitching pussy.

She leaned into John, grabbing his hands and placing them back on her ass. “You heard them,” she whispered. “Make sure you have a good hold on me, I’ve got a fun idea.”

Vanessa lifted her first leg, wrapping it around John’s back. She then gave him a look which conveyed for him to get ready. Her whole weight was pressed into John’s palms as the cheerleader lifted her other leg, crossing and locking it with the other behind John’s back.

Not quite expecting her to do such a thing, John stumbled forward, causing the two to collide with the stall door and shake the wall. The impact pushed John deeper into Vanessa and the two moaned loudly.

“Oh damn, they didn’t waste time at all,” the first girl blurted. “I wish someone would treat me that way.”

Vanessa locked lips with John again and he began thrusting into the blonde. The both of them continued to moan loudly, no longer needing to stay quiet. The sound of their bodies along with the rhythmic tapping of the metal catch on the door echoed in the bathroom.

The trio behind the door continued to cheer for them. Vanessa became louder and more feverish in her vocalisations; John could feel her trying to push against him, despite her lack of any leverage.

John arched his back, feeling a warm trickle roll down his dampened thighs as he continued to thrust into the cheerleader.

“I kinda wanna touch myself right now, but there’s no way I’m doing that in front of you bitches,” the third girl said, her breath heavy and slightly shaken.

Vanessa’s arms and legs tightened around John. Forcing his lips against the cheerleader’s tightly and pushing him into her depth as far as he could. The bully’s insides contracted around John’s cock. She let out a loud breathy whine as she came around him; the rhythmic milking of his dick pushed John over the edge, and he groaned and began to fire shot after shot into Vanessa.

The warm sensation of being filled completely sent Vanessa into a second orgasm, her body twitching as John weakly held her up against the stall door.

“I, uhm, I need the bathroom,” the first girl gasped. John heard the padding of quick footsteps before the furthest stall door slammed shut.

If not for Vanessa and John’s deep heaving breaths, the bathroom would have been deathly silent.

One of the girls cleared her throat. “Should we wait for them to come out to find out who it is?” the second girl asked.

There was a hum. “I kinda do want to do that, especially with how good that guy sounded, did you hear the sounds the girl was making? The guy must have a magic dick…” the third girl expressed. “But… I think Taylor might be right. I wouldn’t want someone to know that I’d been fucking in the bathroom.”

The two of them hummed. “It’s almost lunch. If we left now, we’d be the first in line for the lunch queue,” the second girl said.

“Hey, Taylor, once you’re done, meet us at the cafeteria,” the third girl called as the two walked towards the door and exited.

John stumbled backwards, and he carefully sat down on the toilet seat. Vanessa’s tongue was still in his mouth as her breathing came down to a steady pace.

His hands let go of the cheerleader's ass, and he pushed her back. “Sounds like we missed the rest of history. Wentworth is probably going to kill us,” John whispered.

Vanessa shrugged. “She said she didn’t even expect you in class today, so I doubt she cares. And I’ll just say I had girl problems,” she dismissed.

Slowly, the cheerleader lifted herself from John. Quickly pulling her underwear in place to avoid causing any mess, she stood and began to straighten herself out. “I’m going to need a while to compose myself. I’m also gonna need to get some more Plan B… Anyway, you should sneak out first,” Vanessa said in a hushed tone, still aware of the girl in the furthest stall.

John nodded and switched places with the bully. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and spun around, changing his outfit into a thick hoodie and sweats. He looked down at Vanessa. “Don’t worry about contraception. I have an ability that makes it so that I can choose if I want to have kids or not,” he explained.

A slight smirk crossed and faded from Vanessa’s face. “Good to know,” she muttered.

John pulled his hood up over his head, and before he walked out of the stall, he shot a quick Observe at the bully, then dismissed the window and hid his face by looking down at the floor. Taking a glance around, John sneaked out of the bathroom. The bell rang and the hallway flooded with students, allowing John to seamlessly mingle with the crowd.

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