Deal or No Deal - Sex Stories

Deal or No Deal

My entire body lit up with soreness as I turned over to meet theharsh glint of sun poking through the morning sky. I grew concerned as my nails dragged into a pavement-like material underneath me as I stretched. My eyes flashed open and I quickly realized that I was not sitting in the comfortable confines of my bed, nevertheless in my house. I was underneath the giant football bleachers at my high school and naked! The frigid pavement pressed against my breasts while I lied there, sprawled out without a care. When I was finally able to wobble to my feet, I scoured the area for my car keys or clothes. All I found were large puddles of sticky cum flowing from where my body was and a hastily scribbled note with my name on it. "Anna, Thanks for the entertainment last night during the homecoming football game. Your keys and clothes are somewhere in the school building, but before you leave, I want you to see our incredible fuck as the fans roared above us. On the back of this note is my school entrance code for you to gain access. See you soon." The note didn't contain a signature nor penmanship that I could recognize. Fear overtook me in that moment. "What did I do last night? Who fucked me DURING THE GAME?" the questions spun in my mind, shouting at my brain to recall. Without wasting any more time, I sprinted down my school's long driveway barefoot to one of the cafeteria entrances closest to the football field. I nervously punched the code in the keypad and was quickly ...

... reassured by the confident chirp of the security system unlocking the steel door. The entire building was dark except for a few emergency lights speckled across the eerie hallways. There was not a single sound as my bare foot tiptoed across the icy white cafeteria tile. The room was empty as all of the lunch tables were neatly folded and pushed against the wall, leaving the glossy floor to reflect the red beams of light from the exit signs. I spotted another note in the middle of the floor. "Head to the administration wing and use the same code." I complied, running down the vast stretches of emerald green lockers and bleached tiles. After five exhausting minutes, I managed to bust into the administration wing where all of the principal and vice principal offices are housed near the main office. The shades in this wing were all pulled down, causing it to become almost pitch black. However, I managed to find another white note through the glint of sunlight peeking through the creases of the shades. I dreaded reading that note as it was posted on one of the vice principal's doors: Mr. Deutsch. He was infamous for being the guilty pleasure of virtually every female student that attends this high school. This man was the epitome of sexiness, at least to us. He was about 6’3 with a toned, muscular build hidden underneath serious, light colored dress shirts and black slacks where his hard bulge was visible sometimes… His crew cut hair was a coconut brown while complimenting his coral blue ...