Episode 50: BELLE BOTTOMS

“Morning Carlos.”

Piper Cherry and Josie McKellen walked into the principal’s office together, Josie having changed into her yellow dress in the parking lot without care of who saw her. Students walking by caught a glimpse of her full nudity and whistled, brightening her morning. Cameras overhead recording her striptease only added to the fun. Not just for Josie and Piper who stood waiting on her to change but for a certain principal already watching and his ever-present employers. Not the school board either. A morning chat was common either on his way to school each day or from here in his office. Ominous no matter which.

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 rising up and shoes removed he finds two stunning sets of toenails right over his dick kneading at his inseam.

“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 fifteen minutes ahead of you two. Why? Yes, I did see your texts.”

“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? Crowd surfing naked? Dildo rides in the gym. I hear rumblings.” Josie razzed her bestie but refrained from telling her Carl had filled her in. “So jealous!”

“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 beforehand 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. Of course, he was, she had briefly forgotten his cellphone call from the hallway. Josie wasn’t sure how much exactly he knew with the faulty camera in the gym he had plans to fix on Saturday. Well aware that cameras caught her activity with Reese in her 1st. period class. All of her classes for that matter. She also 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 other’s 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 clenched 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 not their first time ever letting a man attempt this, however 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 wristwatch 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 every day instead of one?”

“Wednesdays, and Friday’s. For now, no more than twice a week. I’ll announce Friday before the end of the day. 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 want to fist her here soon too. Hale, Unger, Mahcarti. They might be challenges but my gut says you’re up to it Cherry.”

“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 Dunbar 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 resort to a vivid 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 up there just not what it entailed. So far, all Josie seemed to know about was what occurred ground level and in her classroom on the second floor with Reese Teller. With supposedly no cameras in detention that made Piper question if her boy toy ballers had ratted her out. Not that it mattered but the whole loyalty thing was nice to know. She would ask Carl more later.

“On it Chief.”

“Go to work Ladies. You have fifteen minutes before the bell to socialize.”

“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 skirt’s 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 ramp 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. Cherry like me!” 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.

Down the hallway at a distance safely unseen, Dakota McKellen stood at her locker rummaging for nothing in particular, she was just buying time to see if Angus might approach her. Her mind racing at having kissed Mace Belmont in front of people she knew very well someone would tell Angus, especially Robin his ex ... semi ex-girlfriend, she was prepared to be either jilted or at the very least questioned. It didn’t take long.

“Hey Beautiful.” That wasn’t Angus, it was a very familiar female voice. Peering over her shoulder Dakota found Robin Banks. She must have run inside because she was just out in the driveway to see her and Mace.

“Hi Robin.”

“Everyone is chasing Piper’s nephew. You too it looks like.”

“The cheerleaders?”

“He fucked Tina Wiles yesterday afternoon at Piper’s home.”

“W-what? He did?” Dakota felt her heart sink, while not truly wanting Mace she did find him an intriguing alternative. Then it dawned on her that her sister Sable did think she saw Tina leaving their housing division. It had to be true.

“She said he was incredible. You know Tina, the skank goes after what she sets her eyes on.”

“Mace and I are just ... friends.”

“That kiss didn’t look just friendly, although his eyes did bulge. First kiss with him?”

“Yeah!” Dakota blushed, “He’s really cool. Do you think Angus will be mad at me for that?”

“Hell no. Come on he let me ... nip at ya.” She winked reaching up to Dakota’s unbuttoned shirt and noting a bra this time. “Decide this was safer?”

“I guess.”

“I freaked you out, didn’t I? I guess I owe you an...” Before Robin could finish her sentence Dakota moved in just as swiftly as she had Mace and kissed Robin on the lips. A lingering kiss at that. Guys and girls in the hallway stopped cold in their tracks. After seeing Piper and Josie kiss this was an added bonus to many of them.

One boy chuckled, “Looks like the McKellen’s are all bisexual.”

Hearing him Dakota peels from Robin’s lower lip and looks strangely at the boy, “What does that mean?”

“Your mom just kissed Counsellor Cherry. They set off a chain that must have made its way to you two. Lip lock locomotive! CHOO CHHO!”

“My ... mom ... kissed Piper?”

“Hot!” He fanned his hand almost queerly, while nodding with a goofy grin.

“Go away Chet.” Robin pushed him to leave then stormed Dakota pressing her against the locker next to hers. Caught off guard Dakota endured another steamy two minutes as Robin began pelting her throat as Angus had done yesterday. Lost to the world Dakota moaned uncaring what anyone thought. With her eyes sealed she hadn’t noticed her onlookers increase, including her best friends Andrea Beckett and Sandy Martin. Watching with concern the friends shrugged at one another then kissed each other, it was just fun and games. Even more Sandy’s cousin Tabitha saw Sandy and pouted. “She’s not even gay like I am. Why me?” Scratching herself of a bad itch she felt warm. “Do I have a fever?” Off she went to the restroom before bell. Once Dakota found reality, she saw her besties making out and whimpered.