Starting From Scratch Ep. 075: Creased Lightning

Science Teacher Roger Dundee had been in the dark over the events transpiring the last two hours. Knowing nothing of Travis Herbert's latest hijacking he just went about his business preparing to honor his decision to run Piper Cherry's Detention due to dealing with the varsity football game tonight.

While not really feeling it he knew the favor would be paid back in spades tomorrow night when he and she would be going out on their first date. After the insanity that WAS Piper Cherry he knew one thing...no more Mister Science Guy. She had teased him beyond limits since the day they met and he intended to tear that hot ass bitch up. That was literally all he could think about all day long. Even with the short encounter in the hallway between he, she, and Henry McKellen weighed hard on his thoughts. She told him to show her off...bet on that. She had no idea what Roger Wayne Dundee was capable of. He just had to get through Detention then make a run to his houseboat docked on the river to get it cleaned up and ready for a guest.

On his way out of class for the day he stopped long enough to grab a Coke from the vending machines in the Teacher's lounge. Chuckling at knowing Piper seduced the Vendor known only as Special Ed right against this machine he shook his head. "Dating a nympho is ballsy. Can't wait!"

Retrieving his shoulder briefcase Roger took his coke up to the 3rd. floor Detention room. Feeling the temperature rise at the staircase he recalled the many days he spent up here a drowned rat. At 90 degrees outdoors he was walking into 110 or higher with no ventilation, the windows boarded up and the air ducts sealed. "I sure don't miss the Sahara. The things I do for women." Hottest mirage ever!

Noting the chair fallen over he chuckled, "I don't wanna know. She must have been wrestling up here." Up righting the swivel chair which Piper fell back in when her nephew Mace barged in on her masturbating, toppling her in shock. Roger would have laughed over her reaction. Taking a seat he scoots his legs under the desk only to brush up against a large box.

"What do we have here?"

Nosey he was, opening the box to see the new cheerleader shirts, the one Piper removed on top crumpled up. Plucking it out he pinched it in both hands and fanned it into full on reveal. "What's with the feathered shoulder pads? WE SWALLOW? What the hell?" He laughed reading it, "Is she that insane?" Of course she was. Noting a string amid the bundle of shirts he digs in further and tugs out one of the G-string's that the printer Odessa Bradley made up for them as a gift.

"Get's better and better." He looks over the G-string to see that the patch had a dive bombing bird on it with the micro thin bands posing as wings, tiny wrapped feathers on the bands were really creative. It was obvious Odessa liked being creative. "Watch the birdy." He chuckled.

"She's going to end up fired if the wrong people see and raise hell. No traditional skirts to mask their twats is going to create a bad taste in their...not that I bet any of those little cunts taste bad, but the parents out there might start making calls. Her life I guess. Just means we hook up off school grounds. That is if she sticks around Nashville. There's a huge difference between Carl Manley allowing things indoors, but outdoors?" Times were changing Dundee! It was only going to get crazier.

Hearing voices arriving Roger puts the clothing away and hides the box back under the desk. Sitting to face the doorway in a slouch he tapped the desk with a finger wondering whom he was holding in captivity today. Girls voices, at least he might have someone worth looking at. To his surprise he got more than he bargained for.

"Hey Mister Dundee!" Octavia Bradley entered followed by Lily Kramer, Deanna Sweeny, Tawny Martin, and Tina Wiles.

"What could you ladies have possibly done to get Detention on game night?"

"We're working on that." Tawny laughed, "Counsellor Cherry told us to meet up here for our new uniforms."

"She doesn't need me to cover Detention?" He looked confused, "Why didn't she warn me. It's not like I don't have a life outside this place."

"Maybe she was busy." Deanna suggested.

"You can stay, we're just going to try on our new uniforms." Octavia batted her eyelashes.

"Piper mentioned last minute routines too." Lily added.

"I shouldn't be here when you girls change." He laughed, not that it wouldn't be entertaining. "When Piper gets here I'll head out."

"What's this I hear about you pulling your head out?" Piper Cherry showed up right on time. Roger sat back a bit in his chair to smirk. "I wouldn't lean too far back that bucking bronco's thrown me twice this week."

"Do you really need me Piper?"

"SIT! STAY! ROLL OVER!" She points, "If you leave that chair there's no pussy for you tomorrow."

"Pussy today though." Tina chuckles.

"You hush WILEScat! I know what you and my nephew did...in my bed no less." Lily and Octavia shrank knowing they had too. "Ohhh, I know. I won't forget that." She then fanned her face as if overheated, "FUCK ME! It's hot as hell up here."

"Only gets hotter when you talk like that." Roger huffed, "Looking for these?" He scoots back and brings the box of shirts up on to the desk. As he does more cheerleaders filter in including Robin Banks, the squad's captain of sindustry.

"About time my angels."

"Hell's angels." Tina laughed.

"Do you really need me here?" Roger hissed leaning forward on his elbows.

"All at once ladies." Piper orchestrated like a Maestro.

"YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!" They sang out in a chorus of giggles.

"That means what Roger?"

"It means I break into a sweat without the heat index?"

"Correct! I need your opinion."

"Are we getting any actual Detention offenders?"

"I let them go." Piper laughed, "Needed privacy. Some of them were shall we say...goo goo?"

"Goo Goo?" He shook his head, "This a daycare now?"

"You know what I mean tall, dark, and needs a haircut." Piper smirked.

"Haircut? I just got one last week."

"Still too thick. Like that." She slyly points at his crotch, the cheerleaders giggling at overhearing her praise him in such a manner.

"So what? You think I should go bald?"

"Not bald...just fuzzy."

"Crew cut."

"Is that what they call it still? Peach fuzz."

"Peach fuzz is when a gal shaves her pubes thin." He chuckles, "You're ate up Cherry."

"Save that for tomorrow too."

"I have peach fuzz." Tina dares to lift her cheerleader skirt and pull her unitard aside to show off her thin landing strip that heads straight into a sexy pink hangar, garage door up. Roger checked her out from a distance but quickly played the respect game in using his left hand to mask her effort.

"I did not see that."

"I can show you again." She laughs, her team giggling.

"Not necessary Tina." He shuts her down.

"Okay! I'm the only peach from Georgia in this room. Let's get down to business. Roger? Can you bring that box out here and we can divvy up the booty? Oooo! I've already started my Pirate routine for tomorrow on your boat."

"You're going out on Mister Dundee's boat?" Deanna perked up, "I love the water."

"Not invited." Piper stuck her tongue out at her. Roger grumbling stood up and carried the box out amongst the girls and sat them on a chair with no desktop. Why he had to do this errand bothered him, especially when they could have just as easily gotten their shirts from the main desk. He had a suspicion something was up. Besides his dick. Yep! They were looking. A scowl at Piper he knew she did that on purpose. "Thank you Cap'n Crunch."

"Mmmmhmmm!" He winced, "I'm going home before this gets any worse."

"NOOOOO!" All of the cheerleaders swarmed him begging him to stay. "We need input." Tawny giggled.

"That's what I'm afraid of." He laughed.

"Gutter ball three lanes over." Piper pelted his forehead. "I'll pass out the shirts, you pass out the slingshots."

"Slingshots?" Robin grew curious.

"These." Roger dared to pinch one of the G-strings between both of his hands. "I call these dive bombers."

"Mmmm! You can dive into mine anytime you want." Piper teased him. "Incoming!" She begins hurling shirts one after the other to the girls to catch and admire. "Try them on ladies."

Before Roger could react every cheerleader there began disrobing. He turned away yet again just to appear a gentleman. Behind him every single girl there stood naked and paused to look at Piper. She winked then gave Roger a heads up, "Looks like they all fit pretty well. Don't you think Roger?" Convinced they were covered he twirled in step and found otherwise.

"Dammit Piper! Sorry ladies."

"We're not." Tina snickered, "Chillax Mister Dundee, you know we're all sluts so overlook us...if you can."

Eyes closed Roger huffed his cheeks, "Unbelievable!"

"Our bodies?" Tawny chuckled, "Hell yes they are." She squeezed her breasts in front of him as one eyelid popped open.

"There's that eye patch Cap'n." Piper giggled, "As long as you have one good eye I'm the happiest Privateer in the world." She reached over and pinched the crown of his dick through his tented slacks, "There's ole' One Eyed Willy. Scourge of the Seven She's." She recounts, "Nine She's. Wait! I'm ten." Her girls were rolling, tits dancing all around him. While bantering about two more girls showed up late and busted up at seeing their sisters butt naked in front of the hottest male Teacher at Horton-Dexter.

"You're all fucking insane." He shook his head laughing.

"Time to get serious." Piper clapped her hands to capture order, "Shirts and little birdies on." At her encouragement the cheerleaders put their new uniforms on. The slim fit made their chests pop, the lower hem just two inches below their cheeks and Tweety Birds. "I thought I saw some Puddy Tats! I did! I did! I did! Very nice!" Piper moved around them inspecting each girl. "Bend over." She prompted Tina, the girl touching her toes, her ass cheeks showing off as she intentionally twerked for laughs. A fast slap to her ass made her jump upright with a, "HEY!" Piper flicked her tongue at her, "That's from Mace."

"In that case we want one too." Octavia bared her bottom. It quickly became a spank bank without a withdrawal. Roger was blown away but not being shy anymore over what he was seeing. Once the artillery rounds ceased fire Piper rallied up into a cheer she just invented.

"CHEAP! CHEAP! CHEAP! CHEAP! CHEEEAP SHOT!" The girls busted a gut.

"That's awesome!" Robin laughed. "Let's unify girls. On three." She used her fingers over her head and the entire group of girls wailed a repeat performance of Piper's creation. Piper offered a thumbs up.

"Clear the desks, let's make some room here in the center. You can help Big Bird." She pats Roger's back lovingly. He actually discovered her over the gathering of hot chicks. Hot Swallows! With the workplace cleared Piper took center and stripped out of her own dress in front of everyone. Jaws dropped at her perfect body. There was a whole lot of wet Dive Bombers...Diver Down they say.

"Jesus Piper!" Roger flared his eyes at how open she was even in front of the cheerleaders. Of course she was. Dumb response Dundee, better yet...DUNDEEDUMMMM! Only Roger found his thoughts funny.

"Gonna need your help Handsome Jack." She stood nude, hands on her hips like a hero. "Ladies? I'm going to show you that handstand again but each of you will have a spotter. Roger? Come stand behind me...well, in front of me until I put my talons in the air. What I want you to do is hold one of my ankles in each of your hands. When I say the verse, "TAKE FLIGHT!" I want you to guide my legs apart as if wings, Take me as wide as possible, you can release my ankles once I'm upside down. Keep your hands on me but only as support. I'm going full splits so just steady me. Okay?"

"I can do that." He nods, "Simple enough!"

"Robin, Tawny, and Deanna? You three will be the Pilots. Tina, Lily, Octavia? You are the Flight Attendant's like Roger is. When you reach out into splits use your lower body strength to carefully flap your legs like a birds wings. Attendant's and backup Birdies? You will fly with them in arms only. Never lose body contact and judge your leverage without losing those on their hands. Remaining cheerleaders will circulate the crowd and cheer, "BIRDSEYE VIEW WE SEE YOU. BIRDS EYE VIEW WE SEE YOU. OVERHEAD SOARING FREE! SWOOPING DOWN FOLLOW ME! INTO BATTLE READY TO FIGHT! JOIN US! JOIN US! FLIGHT IS MIGHT!"

"WHOA!!" The cheerleaders mumbled, "Sooo cool." Lily added.

"Let's try it Flygirls! Time to get our JLO's on."

Piper bent over to touch her toes, her tight heart shaped ass winking at the girls. Stammering slightly at checking her out first before getting into positions, Piper winked between her legs and encouraged them, "Chicken legs up!"

Like a ballet dancer Piper threw her legs straight up, her arms strong and keeping her stable. Once in front of Roger's chin he grabbed her ankles as told. Waiting until Robin, Tawny, and Deanna were airborne the other girls followed Roger in gripping their partner's by their feet. "Spread 'em Ladies'. WINGSPAN!"

Guiding their legs wide shirts fluttered low over their tummies clear down to ruffle up over their under boobs. At least those were hidden under the material. G-strings tightening into their pussies were sending electricity into their hormones. Once a full splits was achieved the Attendant's including Roger while outstretched had their chins directly touching cunts. Laughing came natural, even for Roger. Roger found his chin really wet.

"FLY LADIES!"

With the cheer rallied and practiced over and over the coordination became second nature. It took many flights to get it perfect. With all the girls dropping down to relax Piper started to falter, her arms trembling. "You can let me down now Roger."

"Naaa! I like the in flight meal." He chuckled and tilted his chin downward, directly over Piper's wide open for business pussy. Wagging his tongue inside her made Piper yelp and fire up her usual, "FUCK ME!" The girls all began laughing at her reaction.

Peering up at the girls Roger wiggled his brows as if a bird flying in a caterpillar style flight. He ate Piper a good two minutes before tugging her hood with his teeth, "Feeding the babies." He laughed and released it. Letting Piper drop forward he stood tall and popped his back.

"That was fucking amazing." Tina Wiles spoke up, "Mace is so doing that to me."

"Me too." Lily giggled, "I miss Mace. I didn't get time with him today."

"Always tonight Lily Pad." Octavia consoled her friend.

"HOLY HAZEUS ROGER!" Piper fanned her face. "Longer next time."

"Just a fly by." He laughed. "Can I point out something here Coach Cherry?"

"He's pointing right at me as it is."

"At us I think." Tawny cracked up.

"Shoot! Spit it out." Piper told Roger panting.

"While those new shirts are adorable...We Swallow? Just how many parents are going to approve of hearing that?"

"We'll cross that road when we get to it. Any luck they'll just laugh and get fired up for our boys."

"I'm always fired up for our boys." Octavia laughed, "What? You know we've all fucked every single one of those ballers."

"I haven't!" Lily pouted.

Octavia consoled her a second time, "Plenty of time Baby Bird." Everyone else agreed, they had fucked the entire team. Pretty much every Jock in school.

"My G-string is itchy." Deanna removed hers and just held it, scratching her inner thigh a bit.

"Mine too." Priscilla Vincent joined in the scratching fest.

"They probably just need washed." Piper shrugged, "I know there's no time to do laundry girls. Can you survive one game?" The girls nodded, every one of them were peeling the G-strings off and saving them. Roger was sweating harder than the sun beating down on their classroom prison was causing. "No sweat stains Ladies. Take those shirts off and let's work another routine. It will be cooler this evening."

Once again Roger Dundee experienced a room full of naked young women. Thank God they were all old enough. "I'll be over at the desk. I need to sit down." Mainly to mask his deadly erection. Piper knew it. So did the girls. As he walked away Piper lured the girls into a huddle and whispered strategy. Roger ignored them drinking the rest of his Coke. Belching he walked around the desk and sat down. Quiet hit him like a brick.

"What the hell?"

Looking out over the classroom he found all of the girls sprawled out on the floor masturbating. Piper no where to be seen. No way did she leave he would have seen her, that and her dress was on a chair. Only one place she could be. Crawling around the side of the desk Piper stalked him like a Panther. Wincing at her he knew he was in trouble.

Overhearing the cheerleaders mumbling, "Ohhhh, Mister Dundee!" He swallowed dryly, this was about his admitted fantasy. Piper set this up for a reason, not just to give out shirts, or practice cheers. She was using these girls. Not that they seemed to be complaining. They were looking right at him with lust.

Rearing up in front of him Piper turned his chair for a better reach and ran her palms up his legs until locating his belt buckle. Unhooking it, the pants were unbuttoned, zipper slid down. Rubbing over his boxers she smirked devilishly. Without a word, letting her girls moan and mumble enough chatter for her, she tugged his pants and boxers down. His valiant monster exposed she kissed the crown and began stroking him off.

"I thought you wanted to wait until tomorrow." He sighed nervously, enjoying her two handed rhythm. Spitting on his cock as lube she merely stared into his eyes. She had those most amazing blue orbs. The louder the girls became the more Roger found his attention wavering from Piper to his Detainee's. They were Detainee's, right? Stopping her circulation Piper removed his shoes then pulled his pants off, boxers following. He could not believe her alluring presence. "What are you up to?"

With his lower half consisting of nothing but socks she rose higher and began unbuttoning his shirt. Once opened she tugged it over his back and let him do the rest. Roger Dundee sat naked in a room full of moaning beauties. HELL YEAH! Taking him by his hands she stood up and lured him from his chair. Expecting her to bend over the desk or something he found himself wrong. Leading him slowly out in front of the desk she leaned him on the edge of it. Taking his right hand she curled his fingers around his beast and enticed him into stroking his cock. With a steady pace realized Piper turned away and dropped to her hands and knees, waltzing right into the den of lionesses. Joining them on her back Piper began her own stimulation. With a symphony of youthful Sirens whimpering, and offering shrill echoing moans she closed her eyes and fucked herself. Roger was on his own.

"Fuck!" He waned slightly in his jerking off, not wanting to cum quickly under pressure. He decided he wanted a better view and eased from the desk and shuffled slowly toward the arena like a Centurion circling a lion, sword in hand. A dull sword but strong enough. Steely even. With the girls peering up at him he literally entered into the maze of writhing cheerleaders. His name was called out by every single one. "Watch me cum, Mister Dundee." Deanna softly invited him. "Cum with us." Three others begged.

Like a statue in a fountain he checked out heaving breasts, sweet young pussies with fingers knuckling, eyes that craved sex but settled for what they were doing. Awe hitting his ego he merely stood there throwing his arms out to his sides. As if a tree offering a branch for them to sit on he fluttered his fingers calling them up. Taking the worm Octavia rolled to her knees and crawled in front of Roger looking first at his hard cock, then lifting only her big brown eyes as if requesting a nibble. Keeping his expression stern she just nuzzled her cheek along his erection first. Hesitant! Yearning!