Chapter 302 - 302: 301. Peeping Pervert!

Cammy stood up and slid her soaked panties down her thighs. Adrian's eyes locked on the soft pink trim of her neatly kept pubes, certain she was about to let him fuck her. His heart leapt with anticipation only for her to whip the panties across his face and then storm off.He sat there stunned… but more than anything, painfully horny. His cock was still rock-hard from all the teasing and rubbing her pussy earlier and now the musky-sweet scent of her pussy juices, clinging to the thin fabric over his nose, only made it worse. His thoughts unraveled. He grabbed the panties from his face with his left hand and pressed them close to his nose, inhaling deep, while his right hand fished his cock free from his trousers.

It throbbed in his grip, the swollen head glistening with a fresh bead of precum. He stroked it with long pulls, the slickness smearing into the creases of his fingers. A squeeze at the tip pushed out more precum until his cock was glossy with it. His balls tingled as he picked up speed, panting into the scent-soaked panties. Then he realized he'd cum even faster if he used the socked panties as lubrication. After all, he had to be fast and get out of here. He was still in the girls' toilets after all.

With a growl of need, he wrapped the slick fabric around his shaft and began to fuck it.

The moment he wrapped it around his shaft, he almost lost control. The soaked cloth was clinging to his shaft with its sticky filthy juices, and when he stroked his manhood with it, it was like he was smearing Cammy's scent over himself. His precum mixed with the wetness already staining the panties turned them into a slick sheath that slid perfectly over his dick. He pressed the gusset right against his swollen tip, smearing her cunt's juices across his cockhead, imagining it was her pussy lips swallowing his cock down. It almost felt like he was really fucking her.

"God, Cammy… you fucking bitch…" he growled through clenched teeth, jerking faster, fucking the panties like they were her pussy. His whole body tensed, cock throbbing as he pumped harder and harder. The pressure built to the breaking point; he was about to blow, and he knew it.

With a strangled moan, he angled his cock toward his chest and exploded. A hot jet of cum shot so high it nearly splattered his Adam's apple before dripping down his skin. He kept stroking furiously, milking himself as thick ropes poured from the swollen tip, running down his shaft and balls. This text is hosted at novelhall.com

Just as the orgasm seemed to fade, another surge ripped through him, forcing out another messy spurt. He moaned, desperate and raw, stroking even harder, emptying his aching balls like never before. Cum splattered everywhere, his chest, his thighs, the filthy toilet floor until he was drenched in the sheer mess of his cum.

Then he sat slumped on the toilet, chest heaving, blazer ruined. The sticky streaks of cum glistened across the fabric, and only now did guilt sink in. The floor he didn't care about, half the toilets in Eldoria Magic Academy were filthy anyway, but his blazer? That was a problem. You couldn't exactly stroll back into class reeking of cum.

He grabbed Cammy's soaked panties and tried wiping the mess, only smearing it worse.

"Brilliant, genius. Wiping cum with more cum… great idea." He muttered bitterly, rubbing harder and making a bigger stain.

The muffled chatter outside told him lunch was over, students were already streaming back to class. Which meant the girls who'd downed too much juice or tea were now lining up to piss. If they walked in and saw him like this… well, in this academy, the boys accused of being "toilet perverts" rarely lived it down.

He stripped off the blazer, stuffed Cammy's panties into his pocket, then turned the jacket inside out so the clean side faced out. "Perfect. Crisis solved," he whispered with a shaky grin.

He pushed open the stall door, but the sound of footsteps and laughter froze him in place when he heard familiar voices. His stomach dropped.

Adrian darted back inside, shutting the door as his pulse raced.

"I can't wait for summer break!" Natalie's sing-song voice echoed as the girls entered, their shoes clacking on the tiles.

"What's so special about summer break?" Lorraine asked, her tone flat, bored.

Natalie scoffed. "Seriously? Sundresses, babe. Sundresses. They're like catnip for guys. Show a little thigh, a little swing, and boom."

Mirai chimed in with a dramatic gasp. "Girl, tell me you own at least one. Please. Sundresses are how you level up. You bend over in front of your man, he flips it up, slides your panties to the side and—bam! Game on."

Anna laughed nervously. "I… don't really have sundresses."

"Criminal!" Mirai said. "We're going shopping after exams. No excuses."

Lorraine ignored them and headed straight for the stalls. She reached for the handle of one next to Adrian's.

"Ew, don't even think about it," Cammy cut in sharply, feigning disgust. "That one's gross. The janitors gave up on it weeks ago. Try the next."

Adrian's blood ran cold.

Lorraine frowned, moving to open the other stall, but Cammy smoothly redirected her. "No, no, not that one. Try this one. I swear it looks occupied, but I doubt anyone's inside."

She slapped her palm against Adrian's door.

His heart hammered.

Lorraine tugged at the handle. Adrian braced his weight against it.

"Huh. Locked," Lorraine muttered. "Guess someone's in there."

"Really?" Cammy's voice dripped with mock curiosity. She banged harder. "Hello? Anybody in there?"

Adrian clenched his jaw and stayed silent.

Natalie's voice floated from the sinks. "It's probably just some shy kid. Ignore it."

Cammy gasped dramatically. "Or… maybe it's not. What if it's one of those creeps? You've heard the rumors—boys sneaking in here, peeking on girls while they piss."

Lorraine scoffed. "Please. The boys at this academy barely have the guts to ask for notes, let alone spy on us in the toilet."

"Then let's prove it." Cammy's tone sharpened, gleeful now. "If no one answers, we open the door."

By then, the rest of the girls had finished and gathered near. A wall of voices and perfume just outside his stall. Adrian's palms sweated.

"Shit, shit, shit…" He thought, panic rising. "I wish l could just disappear."

"Disappear?.... yeah, that's right. I can use the dimensional d—"

Before he could finish the thought, Cammy's boot slammed into the door. The lock snapped. The door swung wide, smashing into him and knocking him back onto the toilet seat.

The girls froze, then gasps filled the room.

Lorraine wrinkled her nose, seeing him inside, and the dirty floor with his cum. "Disgusting."

Anna's eyes widened in shock. "Adrian?"

Natalie sneered. "Well, well, look who it is. Four Eyes, caught red-handed. So you're the pervert, huh? Not that its really shocking. You have a history of taking girls panty pictures after all."

And Cammy with her hands folded across her chest, and a smirk carved into her face delivered the final blow. "Told you. A pervert. Now let's teach him a lesson, girls."

Adrian tried to speak. "Wait...it's not what it looks like—"

But no one cared. In Eldoria Magic Academy, once you were branded a toilet pervert, there was no going back. Except maybe after a fitting punishment....

Tbc