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Sport Shenanigans

(Sorry I don't have a good photo, here are my shoes and nice clouds. Enjoy. The story not shoes, unless you like both. Sorry, here story enjoy) (p.s. The story isn't about Finn and Marceline but they have very nice names)

Marcy looked around her P.E. class with a bored expression on her face. The P.E. classes were split up into a girl's class and a boy's class but she really wanted to see the boys in their tight P.E. uniforms, that they filled out so well. Marcy did agree to the point her P.E. teacher made about 'being focused in P.E. and not staring at the opposite sex'. Marcy searched all over the walls of the indoor gym and looked at the clock in disbelief.

'Ugh another 30 mins of P.E.! Nah, I'm too tired.  No way. gotta find a place to sit out of sight.' Marcy thought while she scanned the inside of the massive indoor gym.  'Hmmm those referee table with the score boards could work.'

Marcy walked to the other half of the indoor gym. There was a giant bright green tarp running through the middle of the gym dividing the courts in two. No one could see Marcy with the tarp in the way so she quickly hid under the referee table. The table could fit like three people under there. The table had boards in between the legs hiding me from onlookers. The table had an opening to fit chairs in and have lots of leg room, perfect for me to hide. With the boards on the left and right as well as the back board supporting my back. The back board had a hole in it so I could peep through it and 'hallelujah' the boy's P.E. walks to my side of the court.

'Just a recap, I have a: perfect hiding spot and a peep hole for spying on the hot guys, pretty good right?' Marcy thought, smiling at her words.

All of the guys starting playing basketball and damn did they look so majestic. They looked too determined and focus on the game to notice anything. Marcy's crush, Finn, looked pretty tired and started making his way to ... 'oh no'. Finn took a seat in one of the chairs at the referee table. The scratching sound on the top of the table sounded like he was writing something, maybe drawing. As he dropped the pen, my heart started racing .

'oh my god, if he picks up the pen he's gonna see me and tell the teacher, and if I come out from under the table it's gonna look weird and perverted but I wasn't doing anything I just wanted to sit down.' Marcy was freaking out but here comes the moment of truth. As Finn's hand searches for the pen, Marcy has her hand over her mouth. When Finn could find the pen , he looks under the table only to see that girl from his class, 'um Marcy, yeah I think so' , holding out the pen to him. Finn looked at her in shock.

"What the hell are you doing down here?" Finn whisper-yelled at her.

"I was trying to find a quiet place to sit, What do you think?" Marcy sassed him, despite her racing heart and uneven breaths.

"Well it would look bad if you got out now but you should be, you know, on the other half of the gym with your class."

"Just pretend that I'm not here." Marcy pleaded.

"It's kinda difficult to forget you're literally between my legs." Finn looked either embarrassed or blushing but considering the situation Marcy was in, a mischievous grin played on her lips.

"I could be closer, you know." Marcy whispered as a sudden burst of confidence took control. Finn looked confused and looked down at Marcy's grin.

"w-what do y-you m-mean?" Finn stuttered adorably confused.

Marcy put a hand on Finn's thigh and Finn's look of confusion faded with understanding settling on his face. Finn slightly nodded. The majority of Finn's thoughts occupying his mind were waiting for this to happen because Finn liked Marcy too. Marcy slowly slid her hand higher and higher towards his waist line. Marcy's hand went under his shirt and grazed over his stomach before her right hand made its way down into his shorts. Finn's anticipation had peeked when Marcy's hand slipped pass his shorts and into his boxers. Finn gasped when Marcy took his hard dick into her right hand. Marcy had never felt a dick before but with all that she's read and watched online she felt like she knew what she was doing.

Marcy's right hand gently caressed Finn's dick, slowly moving up and down. She pulled his dick out of his pants and brought her mouth to his tip. As she kissed the tip of his dick, Finn shivered earning a smirk from Marcy. Marcy started softly licked around the tip. She lick from the tip, down the underneath of the shaft, to the base and then blew cold air on it which sent a big shiver down his spine. He smirk protruded his poker face for a moment but went back to his straight face. Finn pretended to be drawing or on his phone, so his classmates didn't notice something going on, though his soft moans seemed to attracted a few eyes. Marcy put the tip of his dick in her mouth teasingly slow, whilst swirling her tongue over the tip and pumping her hand up and down his shaft. Marcy closed her lips around his dick and slowly bobbed her head up and down, gliding her tongue around his shaft whilst keeping a steady rhythm. Finn tangles his fingers in her hair trying to feel the rhythm of her movements. Finn curled his fingers in Marcy's hair, He shivered and filled her mouth with his creamy man sauce. Marcy had swallowed it all since she couldn't spit it out, it tasted salty but to see the satisfaction on Finn's face was worth it.

"Finn, it's time to go. Hurry up!" Finn's P.E. teacher called him because the session had finished.

"Okay, I'll be there soon. I just need to pick up something I dropped!" Finn called back. Then Finn dropped his voice to a whisper at said "You made this an interesting sport lesson, so call me, I'd like to return the favour." With a wink and smirk and off he went. Finn ran after the teacher.

'Wait he didn't give me his number.' Marcy wanted to say something but couldn't.

Marcy looked through the peephole in the back board, she saw all the guys had left. Feeling sad about not having Finn's number, Marcy got out from under the table, She straightened herself up and fixed her uniform. She was about to walk away when she noticed a piece of paper of the table. It had a drawing of Marcy with a satisfied face and a lump in the sheets between her legs, in the bottom left corner it had Finn's number. When Marcy saw the drawing, a smirk pulled and her lips but when she saw the number, butterflies were having  fiesta in her stomach.

She pulled out her phone and punched in the number. She texted.

"Can't wait ;) xx"