"Morning Carlos."
Piper Cherry and Josie McKellen walked into the Principal's office together. Sitting at his desk Carl Manley sat his pen down on his desk and slouched back exploring their beauty. Josie in particular took the lead this time and sat on his desk's edge to the left of his lap. Piper not wanting to be out shadowed sat to his right. Feet instantly rise up and shoes removed he finds two stunning sets of toenails right over his dick.
"What do you bitches want now?"
"Bitches?" Piper winced, "I guess we are. Talk to my better half over there I just wanted a foot rub."
Taking her foot in his hands Carl actually offered kindness and did just that. She melted instantly. "KRYPTONITE! Dammit!" He saw her pussy up her skirt as if there was no dress there to hide it. Par for the intercourse! COURSE!!
"Over here Boss." Josie tilted his gaze her direction with a toe guiding his chin toward her. "I need a favor. Has Roman been in touch with you over his broken window?"
"He called me last night. I told him I'd look into it this morning. I'm only five minutes ahead of you two. Why?"
"Erase what your cameras find. Tell him the camera shut off or something."
"Any particular reason why?"
"Protecting...my investment." She played coy.
"Do tell." Piper wanted to know herself. Her bestie wasn't talking much about her antics of late, "Reese?"
"No, not Reese. Someone else. Can't a girl have a few secrets? You do." A tongue flipped her off.
"I do?"
"Detention?" Josie frowned.
"We should talk about this later Pussycat." She teased Carl by using her other toes to tickle his ear. "Earplug." He merely swatted her toes aside like an annoying undone fly.
"As if I don't know...you bitches are naïve. I told you both to have your fun. You know you can level with me. What have I got to do to make my point that I've got your asses covered no matter what you do?"
"I don't know..."Piper posed a fingertip at the corner of her mouth while wincing at Josie. Josie increased her toes taunting over his slightly stimulated erection. Both of the women were rather startled that he wasn't brushing them off like usual. What had gotten into Carl? "Maybe...show us why you want us to be so slutty?"
"My secret." He persisted. Eying his opened doorway he stared at students passing by. Still quite early before classes some students liked being there long before hand to either get their procrastinated homework done last minute or to flirt with others. Pausing Josie and Piper he uses their kneecaps to hoist himself from his seat. "Sit tight."
"Does he truly think we're tight?" Josie giggled. Piper smirked at her bestie with a glint as if saying, "Right!" Peering over their shoulders they saw Carl go to his door and close it, going so far as to lock it and close the blinds. Once done he returned to his seat and took Josie's foot reapplying it to his crotch. She puckered at his compliance. "Carl Manley? This is so unlike you. Not once since I've known you have you done more than flirt and walk away. Why the sudden...change in persona?"
"No change, just tired of you two thinking I'm just a voyeur. While I'll never fuck around on my wife that doesn't mean I won't...get handsy. I just haven't felt the need to go in that direction."
"Until now?" Piper looked with curiosity, "Does the Drill Sargent want to bark orders?"
"Those days are over. I'm still the Lord of the manor regardless. This morning I'm going to show both of you sluts that I'm in your court." He specifically winked at Josie, she in turn knew that he was aware of her basketball court antics somehow. Of course he was, she had simply forgotten his cellphone call from the hallway. Josie wasn't sure how much exactly he knew with no cameras in the gym until Saturday. Maybe the cameras caught her activity with Reese in her 1st. period class. She knew there was manipulation in some manner on even Carl's way of thinking. He was Horton-Dexter's star Point Guard, Reese that is, but in a sense so was Carl Manley in being a guardian pointer. She concluded now was not the time to question him.
"What's your goal here Fearless Leader?" Piper just had to know.
"To show you two who wields the iron fist around here." He guides their knees away from his center desk drawer long enough to open it and reach in for something unexpected. Bringing forth a bottle of clear lube he shut the drawer and showed it to them. "NOT A WORD!" He growled and insisted they remain silent.
Easing their knees back where they were he first took off his wedding band and pocketed it then began lubing up his hands. They had a clue he wasn't going to use those hands on his dick seeing as it was locked away tightly in his slacks. That could only mean one thing, eying one another the ladies held each others hands and laid back more on his desk like book ends. They were both anxious to see if he would go through with what they presumed he might. Once satisfied both of his hands were slick enough he reached out toward both Piper and Josie and rolled his slick fingers over their clits. "SKIRTS HIGHER!" Both of them tugged their dresses clean up to their waists. Without acknowledging his thoughts on just how gorgeous both of their cunts were he dug and twisted fingers up inside their pussies. Hearing them moan slightly only brought on his anger, "I SAID NOT A WORD. NOT A MUMBLE, NOT A MOAN. HOLD YOUR FUCKING BREATHS."
Eyes bulging at his directness the ladies dug their tangled fingers into one another tighter and grit their teeth. Two fingers at first to warm them up he dug deep inside them. Eyes watching his face exploring his emotions they trembled with both excitement and wonder. Was he really doing this? Three fingers now, he worked on both pussies with equal talent. Eyelashes were fluttering at how wonderful his fingers felt sinking in deeper and deeper, twisting and turning. After two minutes of three fingers he added a fourth. From that point on they just knew what his goal was. Collapsing back on his desk flat both Piper and Josie dangle their heads over the edge facing the door. A shadow loitered under the doorway, as well as the silhouette of Coach Roman Crandell through the doors glass, even with the venetian blinds closed. They could see him but he could not see them. Josie felt relieved, at the moment as much as she adored Roman she didn't want to see him, let alone get in her morning session inside his own office. This new experience was more that satisfying.
As a thumb toyed with the temptation to join its brothers, both women fought hard to even conceal a whimper. This was the first time ever letting any man attempt this, and the sisterly bond between Josie and Piper were uniting to comfort one another. Neither objected to Carl's intrusion, they loved this new Carl 2.0 enough to see it, and his thumbs through.
"IRON FISTS!" Carl growled the second Roman abandoned his doorway. Thumbs forcing inside at an uncomfortable insertion Piper dropped her jaw and let her eyes retreat into her skull. Shaking hard at his push forward, Josie followed Piper into Ecstasyville, her own eyes white and possessed. Twisting, turning, pushing, Carl made his penetrations count, wrist deep both of his hands disappeared into widened sopping wet holes. Thankfully his hands weren't huge, but hardly tiny. Regardless he had them where he wanted them. "LOOK AT MY HANDS."
Trying to control their emotions both women found the strength to rise up and blurringly examine first his expression then his sunken anchors. They wanted to gasp at just the feeling of rising up with their pussies so full. Their own expressions of blown minds seemed hesitant to be shown, confusion, joy, horniness, all at once. As he noted their eyes capturing his embedded control they shook like leaves at the sight of a leaf blower. As soon as they got a good look he uncurled his fingers inside them and wiggled them about. The sensations of five wild serpents within each of them they went into an array of convulsions. Not once did Piper and Josie's hand unlock, they took this ride together.
"RUB THOSE FUCKING CLITS." He snarled, Carl the Snarl was in the house.
Free hands joining in at his order the girls began massaging their clits vigorously. In minutes both women were reaching a peak where remaining silent was impossible. Still he growled, "NOT A PEEP!" His ferocity made them miserable trying to contain themselves but they did. "CUM ON MY WRISTS! DO IT!" Spasms lively both Piper and Josie had an orgasm each. Within Piper's thoughts though erratic she spoke, "FUCK ME!" It was in her nature to expel at least to herself. Josie? "I love my job."
Waiting until their writhing limbs regained sanity Carl maintained his stance, fists buried. "LOOK AT ME!" They find the energy to do so but displayed an appearance of exhaustion. "HAVE I MADE MY POINT? Your futures here are in my capable hands. These hands keep you both safe. Do what your urges want you to do from now onward. Just be aware of your surroundings at all times. Age can kill careers, if you both don't watch yourselves. While I own these cunts for another few minutes, I'm feeling generous. Ask me one favor each, wait...Josie's already asked hers. I'll delete that video of Roman's broken window. That just leaves you Cheerleader."
Piper pants fanning her face as she eyes his wrist bordering her stretched labia, "Damn Carlos! Can I be your wristwatch every morning?"
"Not the favor I'll agree to. Try again."
"I'm not selfish, consider the dress code removal two days a week instead of one?"
"Wednesdays, and Friday's. No more than twice a week. Love your dresses by the way. Now I have a favor. You've been working on Mimi Alexander. Get her as open as you two. I wanna fist her here soon too."
"Wow!" Josie whistled lowly, "Can I request another favor too? Seeing as you love your Teaching staff."
"Fine! What?" He winced.
"Kim Zellers, a young Korean girl who moved over from Marquette. Her sister Jin wants to work here. Physical Ed. With Ruth retiring perhaps look into her qualifications?"
"I trust your instincts, you brought me Cherry here. I'll ask Kim for her number and give her a call. You whores ready to dismount?" He warns them just as he pulls his hands out in a web of sloppiness. Once pulled free both women gasp.
"FUCK ME!" That verse was verbal, Piper huffed at the abandonment.
Standing up between both women Carl makes one last move by lifting his wet hands up to encompass both of their necks lightly choking them. With a warm smile he adds, "Beef up your games. Show me what you can really do out there."
"Ohhh! That's opening up a whole lot of cans Carlos." Piper grinned.
"Free the worms then..." His wink led Piper to understand he knew of her first day of Detention. Something not even Josie knew yet, well, aware of mischief just not what it entailed.
"On it Chief."
"Go to work Ladies. Bells about to sound."
"These belles didn't ring. We followed orders Sarge." Josie hopped from his desk and kissed him on the cheek then wiped away her lipstick. Piper joining the peck game licked his cheek instead.
"Just call us Belle Bottoms." A fan of their skirts crescent mooning him the ladies took their leave, Piper abandoning her purse and shoes behind for another barefoot prowl of the halls. The women would hug just outside and dare one another to amp up their teasing. Right in front of students Piper kissed Josie on the lips passionately. Students dropped their jaws at the unexpected union. Giggling Josie headed upstairs. Looking around her Piper greeted the onlookers with, "What? Never seen besties make out before? She asked my opinion on her lip gloss." Speaking of gloss her throat was still shiny from her pussy juices.
Guys and girls began kissing in her honor. Some were spontaneous, never even talking to one another before that moment. A lot of hearts were swirling with invisible crowns. Strange how matchmaking with very little effort panned out.
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