Unleashed: Jennifer Gets in Trouble
Copyright© 2025 by TMax
Chapter 4: What Now?
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4: What Now? - Jennifer and Cindy get sent to the principal. Note: Drug use, slow New release every Wednesday
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/ft Teenagers Lesbian School DomSub Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Water Sports Teacher/Student
“I will still need to remind you about our school motto. We take it very seriously,” Principal Foam said. My eyes rolled while I slumped deeper into my chair. Cindy’s body vibrated, her breasts jiggled, and Principal Foam licked his lips. Of course, he likes her, and only her. Even when a guy could have two teenage girls, I get discarded as irrelevant.
Stenciled along the edge of the desk in a faint, lighter-shaded brown, ‘Success, Understanding, Confidence, Kindness’. Beside it, almost washed away, someone had written, ‘Frequent, Underdesk, Cock, suKing’. Good save on the K. Someone has a great sense of humor in this school. I wish I knew them.
“Your success is critical to me,” Principal Foam said and licked his lips. Cindy leaned further forward. Her left finger twirled her black hair. How do her fingernails stay so neat and clean, especially given how long she keeps them?
“What do I need to do to be more successful?” Cindy asked. I stared at the ceiling. Why doesn’t she bend over and allow him to fuck her already. Her knees bounced, and her neck and ears grew red. I could smell her wetness, a distinct, musty, pungent smell. She tastes much better than she smells. I think she eats too much fruit and meat and not enough vegetables. I wish my family could afford fruit, then I might taste half as good.
“I need to understand you better. I suggest you stop by my office at least once a week,” Principal Foam said and leaned back in his chair. His hands steepled over his chest, his head up, and his pants crotch tented. He didn’t mean me, but maybe I could come and help Cindy. I would like more protein.
“You’ll help me if I do?” Cindy asked. Her finger trailed up and down the front of her shirt, her legs widened as she leaned on the edge of the chair, with the back legs off the ground. I rolled my eyes. In the upper right corner, a spider ran across the web and wrapped up a trapped fly. Why do I always feel like the dust beside the drama? Not the spider, not even the fly.
“I can help you with your confidence, enough that you will be able to perform in front of people, do amazing things, and attain all the success you ever imagined,” Principal Foam said. His yellowish teeth shone in the light as he moistened his lips with a bright pink tongue. His Adam’s apple bounced up and down as he talked, almost like a metronome, and nearly hypnotized me with the rhythmic movements. Cindy likely hadn’t noticed; she stared at his crotch, mouth open, her tongue on her lower lip, while her eyes sparkled.
“I like success,” Cindy said and emphasized the ‘suc’ in success. Her finger traced patterns on the front of her shirt, unconscious because it looked horrible and made no sense. She liked him, but what? Can she get more obvious?
“I want to be successful also,” I said. Neither heard me. Principal Foam stared at Cindy’s breasts while Cindy stared at Principal Foam’s crotch. Both licked their lips. Definitely the speck of dust, not even a minor bug, or anything that someone would want.
“Well, I believe in kindness, so I will help you,” Principal Foam said.
“Yes, please,” Cindy said.
“What about me?” I asked. My body slumped in the chair. I didn’t expect an answer.
“You can go,” Principal Foam said, and waved his hand at me and the door. Cindy and Principal Foam stared at each other, their eyes darted down to each other’s chests and crotches. The room grew stuffy, too warm, but I still shivered in disappointment. Again, rejected while Cindy gets to have fun.
I stood and retreated.
The door made an ominous squeak as I opened it into the office. The secretary, her back to me, sat and typed on her computer. The computer screen had three open windows: a document she typed into, a chat window, and a video window. I read the chat, ‘I can go all night’, ‘I need all night’, ‘Drink lots of water’, ‘I’ll drink lots of you’. I blushed at the words, but also wanted a guy like that. The video window showed the Principal’s office.