Caught Snooping

Caught Snooping

Despite references to high school, all characters involved are in their final year and are at aged at least 18 or over. This story contains strong non-con elements, so do not read if you are uncomfortable with this. Otherwise, enjoy.

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"What the hell am I doing here?" muttered Fia, clinging to the brick wall as she attempted to scale the house of her school's star line-backer, Adam.

The answer was just as ridiculous as her predicament. Steroids. Or the rumour of them, at least. The latest word going around Foxtown High was that the beloved sports star Adam Lanciotti was in fact getting the upper hand through some rather naughty and extremely illegal means. It made sense, he was as buff as a Greek statue, yet rarely seemed to work out. Where else could he be getting those godly muscles?

This news came as a shock to most of the students and faculty. The teachers were horrified at the idea of their sporting star doing drugs, mostly because of how bad this would be for their image. Adam was very valuable to them after all, a good deal of their funding relied on their precious football team. His fellow students were shocked that he could be so underhanded, but this didn't stop the girls from seeing him as total stud, and they still certainly wouldn't mind being under those muscles, steroids or not.

Fia didn't see what the fuss was all about. Although she'd never been into the strong and silent type. She figured it usually meant there wasn't much going on upstairs. So why was she currently risking life and limb to scale the side of his house? Simple. She needed a story, so she was on a quest for the truth.

Fia was the lead journalist for her school paper, Foxtown High Weekly, and she took her job very seriously. She was well renowned for confirming rumours and debunking myths all across the school. She had proven the class president had been cheating with the foreign exchange student, discovered the famous Science club orgies and even shed light on a corruption scandal among the higher faculty members.

Foxtown High was a hotbed for shady goings on and illicit scandals. Some of the most disgusting and depraved stories originated here (all of which involved those who were expressly over the age of 18). And Fia loved it. She was hated by many at the school, teachers and students alike, but she didn't let that stop her from always exposing the truth.

So naturally, the second her little journalist's nose got wind of the steroids rumour, she was all over it. This had led her to the Lanciotti household on a warm Autumn evening, inching towards Adam's open bedroom window. She shook her head. She had been in some ridiculous situations for a story, but this really took the cake.

She approached the window and peeped inside. Nobody there. Lucky her. She climbed inside. The door was open, and she could hear a shower running somewhere in the hall beyond.

Perfect. That gave her all the time she needed.

She started searching his room, which was naturally full of football gear, jerseys and memorabilia. Fia shook her head. Jocks were so predictable. She quickly made her way through the room, and as she did, she passed a full-length mirror and caught a glimpse of herself. She was barely 5 foot, and her body type had often been described by horny boys at Foxtown as 'petite' (not to her face, lest they had a deathwish). She looked the typical hipster girl, dressed in jean shorts far too small for her so they rode up her bubbly little ass and a faded crop top which covered her small breasts and left her pale midriff exposed. Her notebook stuck out of her back pocket and she had a camera on a strap around her neck. Completing the look was her short, bright ginger hair under a backwards baseball cap. She couldn't have felt more out of place. Best to kept moving.

A quick once-over of the room later, and she had found nothing. She remained calm. The shower was still running, she had some time left. She decided to try the wardrobe, which she had not thoroughly checked yet. She skimmed through the clothes and tried the miscellaneous boxes at the bottom. After tossing aside some large underwear, she found what she was looking for. An unmarked bottle of pills.

Jackpot! She took it out and set it down on the floor.

CLICK! CLICK!

She studied the picture on the display of her camera. She had the exact proof she needed. It had almost been too easy. She smiled. This had the potential to be her biggest story yet. She savoured the taste of success amidst the silence of the house. Wait... silence?

The shower!

Fia quickly put everything back as best as she could, closed the wardrobe, turned on her heels and ran straight for...

... the solid chiselled abs of Adam Lanciotti.

She stumbled back into the corner of his room, dazed and confused. As her eyes focused, she got a good look at Adam.

Holy fuck.

Adam was wearing nothing but a small towel covering his lower body, so Fia had a perfect view of his 6,2, bodybuilder figure. His mountain-like pecs, broad shoulders and tight abs were dripping with excess water from the shower. He had some body hair but he had clearly shaved recently, so every inch, every bulging muscle was clear to her. He was also nicely tanned compared to Fia's pale, white tone, his Italian American genes showing through. His face was strong, well defined and betrayed no emotion. The stupid sluts at school were right, he really did look like he'd been carved from marble and put on earth like some kind of sexual demi-god.

Fia was so caught up in ogling his perfect, naked body that her mind drew a blank. She couldn't think of anything to say and found herself stammering like a nervous schoolgirl.

"I... Erm, Adam... I, err..."

C'mon, calm down, Fia! You can deal with this; you just need to bullshit your way out of the situation. You're good at that.

She cleared her throat. "Adam, nice to see you somewhere other than the football pitch for once. Not that I'll be seeing you there much longer." Nice one, Fia.

Adam stared at her blankly. "Who even are you?"

Alright, bit of a low blow. But Fia continued, "After I release this steroids scandal piece, you're gonna go from hero to zero. Everyone will be shocked and horrified that their lovely sports star and regular stud Adam Lanciotti is actually a-"

"They're not what you think." Adam smirked and shook his head.

"Oh yeah? Likely story." Fia crossed her arms and smirked back.

"I produce an extra-ordinary amount of testosterone. Far more than the average human male. The doctors say I'm a 'biological anomaly'. Basically, means I'm a freak. Anyway, those pills are to help keep that in check."

"Really, extra testosterone?" Fia laughed. "Is that the best your caveman brain could come up with? That you're naturally some hyper-masculine sports god and that's why you have such an impressive body? Please. Let me guess, you also naturally have a huge cock and sexual superpowers?"

"My penis is bigger than average." Adam shrugged.

"Sure thing, meathead." Fia scoffed. This was her chance to leave in style. She went to push past Adam and head for the window, but he blocked her. She tripped and fell flat on her cute little ass, accidentally dragging Adam's wet towel down with her.

She threw the towel away in disgust, and when she looked up at Adam her jaw dropped.

He hadn't been lying. His cock was huge. It hung limp between his powerful legs, beautifully thick and long even in its flaccid state. She had never seen anything like it, even in porn. It was stirring, like a predator limbering up before the hunt.

Adam looked down at the cute little hipster sprawled on his bedroom floor. He noticed her pale legs, her toned stomach, the subtle curve of her small breasts. He smiled. Then he slowly walked towards her.

"Do you... like what you see?" Adam absentmindedly massaged his cock, and it stiffened a little in response.

"Wh-what?" Fia was too shocked to respond properly, her gaze currently transfixed on the monster between his legs slowly edging towards her.

"You haven't taken your eyes off it since you pulled off my towel." Adam finally reached Fia and towered over the spread-eagled girl on his bedroom floor.

"It... it was an accident..." Yet, he was right. Fia found she simply could not avert her eyes from his large appendage. In fact, she even couldn't move from her vulnerable position as it came close to her, now only a few inches away.

Adam was close enough now to feel Fia's warm, shaky breath on the tip of his cock. The small sensation sent shivers up the big man's spine, and his cock was now semi-hard.

"I know you think I'm just some dumb jock. But I'm not as stupid as you think I am. Breaking and entering is illegal, even if it is for your stupid fucking newspaper. I could get you arrested." He jerked his pelvis forwards slightly, and his cock almost made contact with her soft skin.

Fia knew where he was going with this, and every instinct in her body screamed for her to run. But somehow, she could not move any further than up onto her knees.

"And you did all this on a false allegation. I feel truly hurt. Perhaps you should... pay me back." Adam was now slowly stroking his cock in front of Fia's face.

Fia stared at his hardening cock with a blank expression. What was going on?!

Adam pointed it directly at her mouth, which was still slightly ajar in her stupefied expression. "I'm telling you to suck my cock, you stupid slut." He gave her a light tap on the cheek with his weighty penis.

Well, for Adam it was a light tap. For Fia it was a significant blow, breaking her from her reverie. She raised her hand to steady herself, but only found herself grabbing Adam's cock in front of her face in an attempt to stabilise herself.

"There we go, you're starting to get it now." Adam chuckled. He couldn't believe how easy it had been to overpower and seduce this lithe hipster girl. It made sense, since his pheromones were naturally far stronger than most men, so any girl exposed to his naked body for a period of time would be naturally horny for him. Even fresh out of the shower. Still, Fia seemed like the frigid hipster bitch type, maybe even a lesbian, not one of the typical blonde, ditzy, cheerleader types he was used to. This was new and exciting for him.

Fia hadn't meant to grab Adam's cock, but now she had it in her hands she couldn't seem to let go. It was pulsing and emanated a natural warmth that she couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of around her small fingers. As it hardened, she quickly realised that her tiny hands could not even reach around the full girth of his mighty cock. Fia was way out of her depth here.

Adam thrust forward a little again, and his cock briefly grazed Fia's soft lips. "Kiss it."

It was so close to her. Fia had unconsciously moved closer to it after the accidental brush of the lips. What was she doing? She wasn't about to worship this stupid jock's cock! No matter how big, hard and beautiful it was! No matter how natural it felt to reach forward, pucker up her lips and-

Before she knew what was happening, Fia had planted a soft kiss on head of Adam's cock.

"Good girl." Adam couldn't believe his luck. He thought he might have had to be rough with this hipster chick, but she seemed to be complying well enough. This pussy was about to be his, no problem.

Fia was processing the feeling of having kissed his big cock before she realised she had unconsciously kissed it a second time, and was now kissing it a third time, slower now, as she showered the head of his cock with teasing little kisses, preparing it for what was to come-

What was to come? What exactly was going to come? What was Fia thinking, she needed to-

"UUUMPFF!" Fia shrieked as Adam drove the first few inches of his cock into her inexperienced throat. He had been getting tired of her cock-teasing little kisses and needed to feel a hot little mouth around his dick, and this little Irish slut had seemed ever so willing. He let out a long sigh in relief as he enjoyed the familiar warm, wet feeling around the head of his penis.

Fia struggled for a moment from the sudden intrusion into her mouth, but quickly steadied herself. Adam was big, if she struggled too much, she could end up gagging, coughing, spluttering and maybe worse. Better to submit and allow this to happen... for now. Especially since Adam wasn't giving her any time to get accommodated and was instead forcing inch after inch further down her gullet.

"Good girl, that's it. Don't fight it. This is what good little sluts like you are made for." Adam smiled as he slowly violated more of her mouth.

Fia was furious at Adam's words. She was not some silly little cock-sucking slut he could just take what he wanted from. She had pride and dignity, damn it! Despite this, she was helpless to stop the gradual invasion of her mouth, and remained on her knees, doing her best to accommodate his thick penis invading her throat.

"Ugh, yeah, your mouth feels so good around my cock." Adam had driven most of his cock down her throat. He was impressed. Most girls couldn't manage such a feat, and Fia didn't seem like the experienced cock-sucking type. "Time to get my dick nice and wet, you ready?"

As Adam reached his hand through her hair, Fia made a noise somewhere between fury and desperation, but knew that her protest would be fruitless. Adam was going to take as much satisfaction from her throat as he wanted. The prospect that he could do such a thing at will was scary... so why was Fia so wet right now? She ignored it. This was ridiculous. This man was about to face-fuck her against her will, how could she be enjoying her forced submission?

"Get ready, slut." Adam now had a firm grip on her head and began to thrust in and out of Fia's unprotected mouth. Slowly to start, but gradually increasing in speed until he had built up a nice rhythm.

Fia was struggling. Saliva was dribbling down her cheeks, and she could feel tears in her eyes as she struggled to hold on.

"You know, this will be over quicker if you help me out a bit." Adam teased Fia, hoping to coax her into giving him a nice, enthusiastic blowjob. It was always so much nicer when you knew that the girl was trying her absolute hardest to make you cum.

Fia knew what he was up to, but he did have a point. If she hurried along the process, he would be out of her mouth quicker, and she could make a hasty retreat. Surely it would be better to sacrifice a little dignity rather than endure this pain for much longer? So, begrudgingly, Fia started stroking his meaty cock with one hand, and brought the other up to fondle Adam's heavy balls.

"Oh yeah, that's it! Good little girl. Knew you were a good little cock-sucker deep down. Just had to bring it out of you. I bet you secretly love this. Now make me cum, my good little cock-sucker." Adam was pushing all of Fia's buttons, and he knew it.

Fia was trying to ignore his words and focus on making him cum. Now that she had gotten used to the weird taste and wide girth, it wasn't so bad after all. She was trying her best, but wasn't particularly experienced, which resulted in her clumsily bobbing back and forth on his impressive length and making cute little throaty sounds as he face-fucked her.

Adam's eyes flicked to the wall of his room, and Fia was able to look from her position at what he was looking at. It was the full-length mirror she had seen herself in earlier.

She looked at herself now. She had her pale legs in a wide stance, kneeling before Adam who towered over her with a steady hand on her head, guiding her along his weapon. He was cool, cocky and composed. And that pissed her off. She on the other hand, wasn't faring so well. The little eyeliner she had on was slowly trickling down her cheek, which regularly bulged with the outline of Adam's cock as it rhythmically violated her mouth. Her pretty little lips were trying their best to stretch around Adam's impressive girth.

Even though she had made the decision to do her best to get Adam off, it still shocked her to see herself sucking and stroking on his cock to the best of her ability. How had she found herself like this? She looked like one of the ditzy sluts at Foxtown High, enthusiastically bobbing up and down on a nice, big cock like she loved it.

This was the last straw. She couldn't let this happen.

She placed both of her hands on Adam's huge, powerful thighs and pushed off his cock with an audible POP as the head passed her lips. This caught Adam by surprise, and she managed to escape his grip and back away on all fours.

She took a second to catch her breath, and shakily tried to get to her feet. Adam had sapped much of her strength with his brutal face fucking. She looked up at him.

"Ok, Adam, err... I think you've had your fun now, ok?" Fia sounded more desperate than she would have liked.

He didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes as he stared down at her told her that he wasn't going to stop until his cock was placed firmly in her pussy and he'd had his fun with that too. She absolutely could not let that happen.

She slowly tried to back away to the open window. Her only method of escape.

"Now, now... I'll admit, you're an attractive guy, Adam. I'm sure plenty of girls at school would love to fuck you and that huge- err, nicely sized penis you have there. I'm just not interested, I'm afraid. You're not really my, um, type, you know?" She just had to stall until the window.

"If you're not interested, why are you so wet? And just from sucking my cock? Either you really love sucking cock, or you've just got a soft spot for mine." He continued to pace forward, matching her speed.

Goddamn, he was right again. Her pussy was desperately aching for some release. Fia feigned shock but had to ask. "How... how did you know?"

He smirked as he advanced. "Lucky guess."

Bastard. Didn't matter. The open window was behind her. All she had to do was turn around, reach out and-

But Adam was too fast. As she turned around to leave, he swooped in behind her and placed his strong hands on her hips. Then, in one swift motion, he pulled her shorts and panties down to her ankles, exposing her pert little ass.

"Ah!" Fia let out a high-pitched squeak, frozen in her place at the window from Adam's sheer boldness. Had he just... stripped her? With her bare ass now naked bare inches from his cock? The nerve! The sheer audacity! She went to escape while she could (even running home stark naked would be preferable right now), but Adam placed his hands back on her ass, firm as a vice's grip, and Fia was reminded of his inhuman strength. She wasn't going anywhere as long as he held her like this.

"Damn, Fia... how long you been hiding this little bubble butt from the fine folk of Foxtown High?" Adam wasted no time gripping and fondling the tight globes of Fia's delectable little ass.

Fia couldn't believe this. She had made it a principle of hers to avoid the pathetic boys of Foxtown High, they were all either dumb jocks or pervert losers, and here she was, getting her perky behind felt up by the dumbest jock in the school. Even though it hadn't exactly been her choice, she felt like a hypocrite, a traitor to her principles, and it was even worse that it was occurring mere inches from escape. The upper half of her body was in fact just outside the window, and she could feel the wind against her face.

"Adam, this is rude and unacceptable." Fia felt silly lecturing him while she was bent over the open window and he felt up her ass, but she continued, "You simply cannot just walk up to a lady, pull down her shorts and start violating her private-"

SLAP!

Fia's words were interrupted by Adam's big, strong hand delivering a sharp slap to her butt. Unprepared, Fia could do nothing to stop the loud moan escaping her lips, betraying her arousal.