Notty High - for Naughty Teens

(Thanks to Drewau for editing. Comments and feedback are always welcome and appreciated. All characters are 18+)

After the amazing day that I had yesterday, I couldn't help but dream about everything that happened. I especially savored losing my virginity to Harley. My dreams were pretty much a playback of the day's events. First there was the blowjob by Hillary in front of the whole class. Then the extraordinary exam by my school's very pregnant nurse. Then topping it all off with sex with Harley.

Of course, in my dream my mind kept going into a fictitious threesome with all three girls. For some reason Ms. Maven walked in at the last minute and I ended up completely covering her in my cum. In actuality, my cum was covering nothing more than my sheets. I groaned at yet another messy night that I would have to clean up. I guess all those years of suppressing my libido were coming back to haunt me. Either that, or the experiment that accidently grew my penis, also had a substantial effect on the amount of sperm I produce.

Forty five minutes later and I pulled into my parking spot at school. Being the nerd that I am I always try to arrive really early so that I can squeeze some extra study time in at the library. At my former school, arriving an hour before the first bell meant that the only people here were the teachers. Oddly enough, I actually saw several students' cars in the parking lot.

As I stepped out of my own, yet another student arrived and parked right beside me. A beautiful long haired brunette jumped out with a huge grin on her face. She jogged around my car straight towards me. Her long tanned athletic legs, short shorts, and slim mildly defined abs, were almost sexy enough to pull my attention away from her sizable breasts bouncing up and down under her white midriff.

She asked me a question, but my brain was running sluggishly at the moment. "I'm sorry what?" My focus jumped to her brown eyes.

"You're here for the Jogging Club right?"

"Yes." I don't know why I said that. I don't have an athletic bone in my body. I was honestly getting winded during the blowjob yesterday.

"Great, come with me." She took my hand and started leading me toward the gym. "How much running experience do you have?"

"I, um, none really. I was actually wanting to get into running." I surprised myself on how fast I could come up with the lie. "I realised yesterday how out of shape I really was."

"That is fantastic!" The girl said enthusiastically. "I love helping people make positive changes. I'm Francesca by the way."

"I'm Drew." That made Francesca stop abruptly, turn to face me, and then spin again and keep walking.

"So, you're new at Notty High?" She asked with a sudden restrained excitement in her voice.

"Yeah, I just started yesterday."

"Well, let me be the first to welcome you."

"Yup, I kind of already got a big welcome yesterday." I mumbled.

Francesca mumbled something even quieter than my words that sounded like, "I'll say." Then as we entered the gym, she said, "Boys' locker rooms are over there, so you can change into your running clothes."

I suddenly froze, I didn't have a change of clothes. I put on an embarrassed act as I said, "Shoot! I knew I was forgetting something at home."

Francesca looked back at me and said, "Oh, that's ok. What few guys we had in our running club dropped out. Apparently, they were just wanting to get into our pants."

"Did they quit when you told them you weren't those kinds of girls?"

She laughed and said, "No, they quit after the orgy in the locker room. They got what they wanted, we got what we wanted, and then we didn't have to suffer their horrible attempts at flirting anymore."

My eyes went wide in shock. Thankfully, I was able to shake off the expression before Francesca turned around with a Notty High T-shirt and really short running shorts. "The school ordered these for them, and they came in just after they all quit."

I took the clothes and examined the shorts. "These are a bit small, aren't they?"

"Well yeah." She said as if that were obvious. "You want as little resistance as you can get when you're running. "Alright. We'll meet you right back out here." Then she bounced off to the women's locker room.

As I began to undress, I realised another problem. I didn't have a change of underwear. If I went running in these, I'd be sitting in gross sweaty smelly briefs all day. I couldn't wear those while running, but I couldn't back out without it seeming like I was just trying to make another excuse. So, I tried the shorts on without my underwear. About half of my penis was hanging out of my right leg hole of the shorts.

I maneuvered my shaft around several different ways until it stayed in. My bulge was massive and obvious, but the baggy t-shirt helped cover that. As long as I didn't get an erection, I thought I might be alright. That was when I stepped back into the gym and all hope was lost.

The running team was 10 women, each equally as hot as Francesca. Each also wearing the same super short running shorts that I was. Except, on them, they looked like they were a size too small as they were just barely longer than a bikini. The shorts hugged their tight butts like they were lingerie though. The tops were the only things that varied among the girls' attire. Some were wearing the school's shirt, many were wearing just sports bras.

All of them were doing intense stretches that only put their gorgeous butts on even greater display. I already felt the extra blood beginning to flow between my legs. Then Francesca exited the locker room on the other side. She jogged over to me and I felt my balls beginning to tighten. In addition to the running shorts. She was wearing a white T-shirt that ended just past her breasts.

"Hey, come stretch with me." She led me to an open area on the floor where she plopped down on her butt with her legs spread wide. By the way her shorts were hugging her crotch, I was fairly confident she was a part of the no panties club!

I couldn't help but feel like all eyes were on me. I glanced up and saw ten heads instantly dart away. I glanced down to make sure my little monster was still hidden away. He was, for now. I sat down in front of Francesca and made a point of pulling my shirt down to cover myself.

"OK, put your feet up against mine." I did, and we were forming a diamond with our legs. "Now give me your hands." We joined hands and she leaned back. If it weren't for the hamstrings screaming from being pulled into a stretch they weren't used to. I would have noticed a substantial underboob on her part. Now pull back.

I did, and it was Francesca's turn to stretch out her hamstrings. She was much more flexible than I was though, as her boobs actually smushed against the floor. That wasn't what had most of my attention though. I was laying back now nearly prone, and her head was only inches from my crotch. Even more, it almost looked like she was trying to pick up my shorts.

To which, my monster was only too happy to show off as it had unwound from it's tucked away position and was starting to stretch toward the bottom of my shorts. Thankfully, our stretching flipped again and I was leaned forward. This time, the stretch was much more bearable, and I got a good view of her gorgeous underboob. But then things switched back the other way, and my mushroom cap was just barely peeking out.

I closed my eyes to hide from the embarrassment and hope she didn't notice. But then the strangest thing happened. I felt something soft and wet dab my tip. My eyes shot open just in time to see her head quickly turn the other direction. Francesca then got up and I stood as quickly as possible and turned away from everyone.

There was no way I was going to be able to wrangle my snake back into his previous position now. Suddenly, I had a stupid idea. But sometimes the stupidest ideas are the best. I secretly tugged my shorts just far enough down that my turtle was no longer poking his head out. The only short change of that, was that, if my shirt rode up too high, everyone would see the top half of my butt and root of my shaft.

"OK, lets go!" Francesca cheered as everyone began jogging out of the gym.

I hung back and made sure I was the last one to leave. This gave me more leeway in case of a wardrobe malfunction, but it also drew less attention to how bad of a runner I was. I was jogging at barely faster than a walking pace and I was still gasping for breath. Strangely, no one was leaving me too for behind though.

This was a double edged sword though. Because I got to see eleven incredibly hot women jogging just ahead of me. The minimal bounce of their tight butts was hypnotic. On the other side though, my shaft was getting stiffer by the minute. My only saving grace was that my body was prioritising blood and oxygen to my heart and legs over my erection at that time. Also, with my shorts a little down, there was more pressure on my shaft to keep it down.

About halfway through the run, one of the girls slowed down to jog next to me. "Don't you just hate these shorts?" All I could do was nod. "I mean, they just won't stop riding up my crack." Then she shoved her hand down the back of her shorts to dislodge them. This gave me a brief heart stopping view of her perfect butt.

At least, I hoped that was what the feeling in my chest was, and not really a heart attack. She continued talking. "And then there is the super annoying tag. I always mean to rip it off, but I always forget to. Actually let me do that now."

Then she stopped and spun at the hips. I took this as an excuse to stop myself. I could see her wrestling with the back of her shorts and getting frustrated. Finally, she turned to me and asked, could you help me with this? I couldn't think of a good excuse to say no, and truth be told, I wanted to see her butt again. Screw my embarrassing erection.

"Feel free to pull them down a little if you need a better view." I may still have been a little slow and naive, but that was the point I realised, that she was purposefully trying to tease me. So, I decided to call her on it. I stepped behind her, squatted down so that I was eye level with her butt, and I pulled her shorts down so that her rear was completely exposed.

I pretended to play with the tag as I actually just stared at her smooth cheeks. They had a sexy diagonal tan line across each. But I also had a perfect view of her shaved pussy between her legs. I lingered as long as I dared, before standing up, lifting her shorts back up, and muttering something about leverage.

I asked her to bend over and I pressed my crotch against her covered butt and pussy. I pretended to yank at the tag, as I ground my shaft against her lips. After a few seconds, I realised that we were both starting to moan. That snapped me back to reality. I couldn't believe what we were doing out in public. I quickly ripped off the tag and handed it to her and got back to the run.

I heard her make a brief disappointed grunt from behind me. I turned just in time to see her lay down on the grass, stick her hand down her shorts and begin to masturbate. I guessed I got her so riled up that she was determined to finish no matter what. As much as I wanted to stay and watch, and even more join, I really did not want to risk getting in trouble.

Amazingly, I caught up with the rest of the group fairly easily. Shortly thereafter, I realised that this had to have been a joint effort on all of their parts to tease me. They all at one point in time tried to do something similar. I refused to be baited again though, as much as I wanted to. One woman even went so far as to turn and run backwards briefly, simply to lift her sports bra and flash me with her large breasts. I don't know what was hotter, the bouncing or the barbells through each nipple.

We finally made it back to the gym and we were all drenched in sweat. Which only made the hot scantily clad girls even sexier. Especially Francesca whose white t-shirt and bra was nearly completely transparent and suctioned to her breasts with her sweat.

"Come help me stretch again." She pulled me a little further away from the other girls than I thought would have been neccessary and took me through some of the most erotic stretches imaginable.

In one, I was on my back, she was on her knees with her crotch hovering above my face, as she pulled my feet towards her. If I hadn't felt the stretch in my calves and hamstrings, I would have thought this was purely her trying to tease me again. Especially as I kept catching glimpses of her smooth lips.

When we reversed this stretch with me above her, my tip was discreetly caressing her cheek. When she maneuvered her mouth over to suck on it, I was done resisting. As much as I knew at this point that the other girls would have loved a free show, I thought it felt more erotic to pretend like we were still just stretching. From the angle and distance we were at, it probably looked weird, but no one could tell what was actually happening.

I would have pumped into her mouth, but my legs were doing all they could just to keep me up at the moment. Thankfully, she decided to do all the work. She bobbed her head up and down. My tip went from her lips to the back of her throat and back up. While holding onto her feet with one hand, my right hand snuck down to her stomach before sliding beneath her shorts and toying with her clit. Her moan was so subtle, that I felt it on my shaft more than I actually heard it.

I saw a few of the girls approaching to head to the locker rooms. So I quickly removed my hard penis from her body. We quickly changed positions so that I was on my back again with one leg extended and the other straight up in the air, held by Francesca's body. Her crotch was subtly rubbing up and down against my shaft. She was biting her lip to swallow down her pleasured moans. I closed my eyes and just kept saying, "Oh yes, that is so good." occasionally adding, "Such a good stretch."

At this point it was more for Francesca and my roleplaying that no one knew what we were doing than actually trying to fool them. Thankfully, they played along and pretended not to notice as well. In fact, as we were flipping positions to put me on top, I noticed a few of the remaining girls doing the exact same stretches while having the exact same reactions.

When I got on top of Francesca though, I pushed it one step further. I slyly slid her shorts to the side and let my shaft slide in. She screamed out in pleasure so loud that it echoed off the gym walls. She quickly opened her eyes and looked over to see if anyone noticed. But the few girls that were left, were having their own moments of rapture and didn't even notice her.

We slowed down, trying to let the other girls finish up and get out of there before we really continued. The other girls ended with screams louder than Francesca's. Then they stood and headed to the locker room. They all gave us knowing glances as they said bye. As soon as we heard the locker room door close. I jumped off of her and ripped her shorts completely off, followed quickly by mine.

That was the first time that Francesca actually got to see my beast in its full glory and she was mesmerised. I lined up and plowed into her. Her scream was so loud I was positive the girls in the locker room heard her. But she was already grabbing my butt and pulling me deeper into her.

As I pumped in and out furiously, I lifted her shirt and bra and took her large breasts into my hands. I squeezed and groped them like they were the last pair of tits I would ever get to hold. Then I leaned in and sucked a nipple into my mouth. The saltiness of the sweat on her skin only added to the exquisite taste.

Francesca pressed my head hard into her chest as it rose and fell rapidly from her gasping breaths. My hand felt her heart pumping at a feverish pace through her chest. I could feel the thumping of my own pulse in my head, as they made a beautiful syncopated rhythm. Both quickened faster and faster until we both came at once in an explosion of pleasure. I pumped my seed deep inside of her and she seemed to enjoy every ounce of it.

When we finally finished, I collapsed and fell to the floor beside her. As we both gasped for precious needed oxygen. Francesa looked over at me and smiled. "I'm happy those rumors were true." I laughed as well.

Just as our heart rates finally began to lower to normal, we heard a door open. We quickly jumped up, grabbed our clothes, and bolted for the men's locker room. We slid inside just before anyone could see us.

I looked at her and joked. "Thanks for the great cardio workout."

She laughed and said, "It's not over yet."

Then she kissed me. As our kiss turned deeply passionate, I felt her hand jerking me off. My hand stretched down to return the favor. Surprisingly, after only a few seconds of me teasing her clit, her knees buckled and she had a second orgasm. I grabbed her butt to pick her up and keep her from falling. She buried her face into my chest. "I'm always extra sensitive after sex. I once masturbated in the bathtub, and the mere act of drying off with the towel sent me over the edge again."

"That sounds like a blessing." I joked.

"It is, as is, it appears, is this." She gripped me in her hands again. "Come with me." She led me by the hand to the open shower room. There was no privacy, just shower heads jutting from the walls.

Francesca pulled off her shirt and turned the water. She pinned me to the wall under the stream. "As soon as I saw your huge sausage out there, I knew I needed a taste."

She then kissed her way down my body before taking me as deep into her mouth as possible. She couldn't get it all, but she made a valiant effort. What she couldn't squeeze in, she covered with her hand while playing with my testicles with the other.

It didn't take long before I was cumming down her throat. When she couldn't take anymore that way, she pulled off and let my cum gush over her hair, face, and tits.

As soon as I finished we heard cheers and applause from the doorway. It was a bunch of random guys. I guessed they were on some kind of football team by the way they were built. Francesca looked over at them and smiled. "Hey boys. Long time no see."

She then stepped under the stream of water and washed all the cum off. As she walked out I hurried up and showered off as well. Francesca walked past them and said, "Carlos, Stephen, we really need to catch up sometime." She hugged them both and walked out of the locker room butt naked.

I turned the water off and tried to rush out of there, feeling rather embarrassed at being caught. But instead of mocking me, all the guys started high fiving and fist bumping me. I couldn't believe these jock's were actually looking up to me. They were asking me all kinds of questions. Mostly about how the sex was, but a few got very personal asking what it's like to be the big man on campus.

I realised, they all wanted either advice on getting girls, or they wanted me to talk them up to some of the girls. I had no clue what to tell them, so I apologised and said I had to get to class.

As I was leaving the gym, Francesca caught up with me. "Hey, I really think you should keep coming back, and not just for the sex. I think running regularly could really help you."

I thought about it, and realised, I actually did feel pretty good after the run. And I was sure not all of that could have been chalked up to the endorphins released by sex. "Yeah, sure. That sounds great."

"Cool. And one more thing. We run on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. But we lift weights and strength training on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. I think that could really help you out too."

I wasn't sure how much of my agreeing to that as well was the sex. But I made a commitment, and I was going to honor it. When I got to Ms. Maven's class, she immediately asked if she could speak to me out in the hall. I worried that she somehow knew about everything I had been up to, and I was in trouble. I didn't want to offer anything up though, so I stayed quiet.