Lying, confidence, and a bit of luck

With plenty of evidence proving your guilt and with a lot of attention towards your naked body, you begin to panic internally. You knew you were going to get caught eventually, but never did you expect to be so careless that you ejaculate onto a fellow classmate behind there back. Maybe you underestimate how strong your cum shooting capabilities are.

But despite that, you feel as if cumming on Claire was the best option for you to get away with it. Everyone seems to be on Claire’s case due to her language and brash attitude, so despite the fact that you most obviously blew your load on her, maybe you could explain a way out of this sticky mess.

But you feel the weight of everyone’s eyes waiting for an answer from either you or Taylor as to why your hands are on each other’s private parts. Given a bit more time and a far less embarrassing situation, you could probably think of a solution quickly, but in this instance there was one thing that came to mind.

“W-We’re cold…” You muttered out awkwardly.

“WHAT?!” Claire asks.

In all fairness, the only thing you could think of at this moment was how cold you were. The bodily fluids around you pelvis, legs, and arm now feel cold to the touch, and the lack of any clothing makes these feelings far more pronounced.

“Yeah! As you could probably tell,” Taylor says, gesturing towards yours and hers naked bodies, “We have no clothes on, and it’s quite chilly in here!”

“Oh quite so,” says Prof. Hartwell. “It tends to get hot in this room without the A/C running, but I guess I forgot to accommodate for yours and Heath’s lack of clothing.”

“Oh no, you’re fine Professor Hartwell! Besides, me and Heath are quite close! Close enough to huddle together and hold onto the warmest part of our bodies to keep us warm!”

“Hmm, it does make logical sense to share each other’s body heat, and I suppose your genitals are quite warmer than the rest of your body, especially in regards to McCoy…” Lilith muses.

“W-Wha… Never mind that! Then how do you explain THIS!” Claire says as she points to the now cold, oozing cum on her scalp.

“There’s no way I can explain that… The touching is one thing, but my cum? It’s irrefutable evidence…”

“Come on Claire! If I were you, I’d love to have Heath cum on me!” Rachel replies, looking up at you with a seductive smile.

Claire turns around with a large grimace on her face. “It’s easy for you to say! Do you know how long it takes to get this shit out!?” Multiple, and I emphasize, MULTIPLE SHOWERS!”

“What if it isn’t Heath’s cum?” Sophia blurts out randomly, causing several heads to turn towards her. She blushes and tries to hide her face in her notebook as everyone stares in confusion.

“What do you mean, dumbass!? What else could it be?”

Everyone waits for a flustered Sophia to answer her own question. You hope that whatever Sophia says will be a good enough excuse.

“Well, I heard for a friend that used to take this class that last semester, strange substances would occasionally fall from the ceiling from time to time.” Sophia manages to say, her eyes glued to her notebook.

“Wait, for real?” Taylor replies with eyes wide open in shock. She momentarily lets go of her grip around your cock and balls, reminding you of your own nudity once more. Shamefully, you take your hand away from Taylor’s pussy and cover up your flaccid penis. You can hear a distinct sigh of disappointment coming from Rachel as you hide your manhood.

“She’s telling the truth, actually!” Hartwell chimes in. “You see, this classroom is built directly above one of the restrooms in this building, and several months back, these was a plumbing issue with one of the toilets. Occasionally, build up of waste and toilet water would drip down from the pipe and into my classroom! I remember having to move class outside several times due to the health risks. Haha, made it really awkward as we were learning anatomy at the time, so our nude models had to pose for in the middle of the courtyard.”

Miraculously, everything started to line up in your favor. Maybe you and Taylor could get out of this Scot free!

“Okay, but didn’t that issue get fixed? I haven’t seen the plumbers come by in this building in ages, so it couldn’t be,” Claire cringes and recoils in disgust, “toilet sludge in my hair!”

But right as this fact was brought up, poking a massive hole in yours and Taylor’s case, a drip of solid white falls from the ceiling! Like a disgusting miracle from god himself, this mysterious sludge lands smack dab on Claire’s head!

“What the—” Claire looks up before noticing another drop! She tries to move out of the way, but it’s too late!

Another, much larger drip falls onto Claire’s face, covering it in bathroom sludge that just so happens to look a lot like your cum! Claire screams, whipping the disgusting filth off her face before running out of the room in a panic! The other students immediately move away from the spot of the sludge dripping from the ceiling. It was hard for your to come down from your seat whilst also covering your junk, especially with Taylor’s nude body bumping into you.