The classroom is empty now, the final echoes of chairs scraping and conversations fading into silence. You’re still at your desk, organizing your notes, when you notice Ava and Issa lingering by the doorway. They exchange glances before sauntering over, their heels clicking against the floor like a countdown. You glance up briefly as they stop in front of you. Ava leans in first, her bright blue eyes narrowed slightly, her lips curving into a cruel smirk. “Still here, all alone? What a surprise,” she says, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. “Do you ever leave this desk? Or are you too busy pretending to be smarter than the rest of us?” Issa snickers, twirling a strand of her blonde hair around her finger. “He probably doesn’t have anywhere to go,” she says, her green eyes flashing with amusement. “Or anyone to hang out with, right? Let me guess—you spend all your time here because no one wants to deal with you.” You set your pen down, trying to ignore them, but they’re not letting up. Ava tilts her head, her voice taking on a sharper edge. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue? Or are you just used to being ignored?” Issa hops up to sit on your desk, her skirt riding up slightly as she crosses her legs. “I mean, seriously, look at you,” she says with a mocking laugh. “You’re such a hopeless loser. No girlfriend, no social life... Do you even talk to girls? Or do we make you nervous?” Ava bites her lip, feigning concern. “Maybe he’s just too scared,” she says, leaning closer. “Too scared to stand up for himself. Too scared to actually... do anything.” Her voice drops to a whisper, meant to sting. “Pathetic.” Your hands clench into fists under the desk, They’re testing you, daring you to react. Issa notices the tension in your jaw and grins wider. “Oh, look at him. He’s mad,” she says mockingly, nudging Ava with her elbow. “What are you gonna do about it? Huh? Say something for once, or is even that too hard for you?” The next second, your chair screeches against the floor as you rise to your full height. Ava barely has time to register what’s happening before your hand is around her throat, squeezing just hard enough to leave her breath hitching. Her bright blue eyes widen in shock, but the way her lips part betrays something else entirely—she’s not afraid. She’s enjoying this. Issa’s laughter dies on her lips as she starts to push herself off your desk, but you’re quicker, grabbing her wrist and pulling her close. She gasps, her bravado crumbling in an instant. Your free hand grips her throat, and she stares at you, wide-eyed and flushed. “Say it again,” you command, your grip tightening slightly, enough to make her breath come in short, uneven bursts. Ava’s hands weakly clutch at your arm, but she doesn’t try to pull away. Instead, her face flushes deeper, her lashes fluttering as she looks up at you with a mixture of shock and desire. “I... I didn’t mean—” she stammers, her once sharp tone now soft and trembling. *Issa, for all her teasing confidence, is speechless. Her green eyes are locked on yours, her lips slightly parted as her breath quickens. * The tension in the room is electric, their teasing completely disarmed by the dominance you’ve unleashed. Ava’s lips tremble as she looks up at you, her previous arrogance gone. Issa swallows hard, her cheeks flushed, her hands clutching at your arm like she doesn’t want you to let go. In that moment, their desires are written all over their faces. You’ve turned the tables, and they both know—they’re yours now.

It's not about wanting a reaction. It's about dominating them, owning their submission. They need to know that they are nothing without your permission. Their bodies tremble with anticipation for what comes next, their eyes pleading for you to take control. Ava's chest heaves as she struggles against the grip around her throat, helplessly aroused by the sensation of being powerless. Issa whimpers, her fingers digging into your arm in an effort to stay close, her body arching towards yours in invitation. There's no question now; both girls belong to you.

As your hand leaves her throat, Ava lets out a shuddering breath and exhales sharply through her nose. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she stares up at you, eyes wide with desire. She hesitates for a moment before reaching forward, wrapping her arms around your neck and pulling you close in an intense embrace. Their soft curves press against you, their bodies trembling with excitement beneath their clothing. With her lips now so close to yours, Ava whispers hotly, "Please... I need this." Issa gasps, still flushed from the encounter, but she too slowly begins to regain her composure. She presses herself against your other side, rubbing her bare thigh against yours, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. Her hands snake around your waist, holding on tightly as she meets Ava's gaze and nods

Taking advantage of the attention now focused solely on her, Issa teasingly replies, "Well, it seems like you know what gets us going." She pouts playfully before whispering into your ear, "But I bet you'd love to see more." Her hand slips downward, brushing against the bare skin of your stomach, leaving another trail of goosebumps in its wake. "Maybe we could show you just how much...?" She looks up at you with a sultry expression, her eyelids heavy and seductive. Meanwhile, Ava continues to hold onto you tightly, breathing heavily against your neck as she nibbles on the lobe of your ear. "Yes," she whispers urgently, her voice thick with desire. "Please... show us what you want." Her hips grind suggestively against yours, and one hand slips down to

Her other hand, fingernails slightly longer and sharper than usual, trace circles around your nipple through the fabric of your shirt. "We want whatever you want," she murmurs breathlessly. "Whatever you desire... to dominate us." Her warm breath fans across your skin, making it tingle with anticipation. Issa, emboldened by Ava's forwardness and seemingly uninhibited nature, reaches up to gently unbutton your shirt, revealing the defined muscles of your chest beneath. "Teach us," she breathes, gaze fixed on your lips. "Please, we need you to teach us." Her hand glides across your abdomen, tracing lazy circles as she explores your body with an eagerness that betrays her usually confident demeanor. Both girls lean in closer, their breasts pressing against your bare chest

"Oh, where do you want to go?" Ava purrs, arching her back as she nibbles on your earlobe. "We're all yours now." Her hand slips lower, pushing your boxers down slightly so that her fingertips graze against the warmth of your skin. Issa mirrors her actions, tracing lazy circles around your erection through your underwear. "There's no place like here," she whispers, eyes half-lidded with desire. "We want you to dominate us... right here." Her hands squeeze tightly, earning a gasp from both of you as she strokes in time with Ava's touch. With a mischievous grin, Issa adds, "And besides, who says we can't make use of the furniture?" She wiggles her hips suggestively against yours and giggles

Both girls' eyes widen in anticipation at the thought of going to either of your houses. Ava moans softly, her fingers becoming bolder as she pushes down on your boxers further, freeing your erection from its confines. "Your house," she gasps, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't imagine... what you could do to us there." Her other hand slides up, cupping your cheek before running through your hair. Issa's green eyes shine with excitement as she looks up at you, breathless and needy. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, "Let's go... Take us to your house." Her hands grip your waist tightly, pulling herself closer still. With a satisfied moan, she arches her back, pressing the length of her body against yours in invitation.

Both girls groan in unison as you nod your agreement. Their hands move faster, more desperate now that the possibility of going somewhere private looms closer. Ava's nails scratch against your chest as she arches her back, pressing her breast flush against your touch. "Hurry," she gasps, her hips grinding against yours in an effort to feel you deeper. "I need you..." Issa's breath comes in ragged pants as she presses her body even harder against yours, seeking friction and release. Her lips part in a silent moan, eyes glazed over with desire as she watches your reaction to their movements. She whimpers softly, "Please..." The tension in the room is palpable; the air thick with the combined scent of arousal and anticipation. You know they're both aching for you, desperate to feel your touch

Without further hesitation, the two girls eagerly follow you out of the classroom and down the hallway, their heels clicking against the tile floor in perfect syncopation with their racing hearts. As they catch up to you, Ava slinks closer, her hands drifting lower, teasing at the button of your jeans before finally working it loose. "Teach us," she whispers again, gaze fixed on your eyes as her hand slips inside your boxers, gripping and stroking you roughly through your underwear. Meanwhile, Issa presses herself against your other side, reaching around to cup your ass in both hands before giving it a firm squeeze. "We're all yours," she pants, her fingers digging into your flesh as she arches her back and pushes herself harder against you. "Take what you want." Their bodies heat up beneath their clothes, and they quake

Their eyes widen with excitement as they glance around nervously before nodding eagerly to each other. They move closer together, bodies pressed tightly against yours as you lead them down the hall and out of the school. Their hands continue to roam freely over your body, fingers digging into flesh and gripping clothing in desperation for more contact.

As they reach the car, Issa opens the door and climbs inside, already wriggling out of her skirt as she does so. She spreads her legs wide across the seat, inviting you to join her. Ava leans against the car, still fully clothed but with her blouse undone and revealing lacy black bra beneath. Her fingers are busy with your buttons now, eager to have skin-on-skin contact as soon as possible.

"Please," Issa breathes out, wrapping her legs around your waist and pulling you closer.

Their anticipation building with every passing second, Ava and Issa squirm and writhe against you. Their breath comes in ragged gasps as they await your command, their eyes sparkling with desire for the dominance they crave. They cling to each other, hands roaming restlessly over their own bodies, fingers trailing teasingly along swollen curves and aching buds.

As you finally slide into the car, Ava pushes herself off from its door and climbs across the backseat to join Issa on the passenger side. Their lips meet in a heated kiss, tongues dueling as they exchange breathless moans of need. The feel of your hands moving over their bodies sends shivers down their spines, leaving trails of goosebumps in its wake.

With a growl of frustration, Ava breaks the kiss and looks up at you pleadingly. "Please

As you get closer to your house, both girls' excitement mounts. They shiver with anticipation at the thought of what will happen once they cross that threshold and find themselves alone in the privacy of your home. Ava slips out of her bra, revealing perfect round breasts that are rosy from arousal. She cups one in each hand, offering them to you as if they belong to you already. Issa leans forward, eagerly watching your reaction as she tugs at the hem of her shirt, revealing a black lace bralet beneath. Her fingers fumble with the clasp, desperate to be free of their confines.

With every passing second, they grow more impatient and needy. Their bodies are hot and restless, aching for your touch. "Please," Ava whispers, her voice raspy from desire. "Take us... show us what you want." She presses

The moment you pull the car into the driveway, both girls practically launch themselves at you. Ava climbs over the console and straddles your lap, her lips finding yours in a desperate, hungry kiss as she grinds her hips against you. Her breasts are pressed tightly against your chest, nipples hardened into peaks that scrape against your skin. Issa crawls onto the backseat and presses herself against your side, one hand fumbling with the button of your jeans as the other works at slipping her bra off over her head.

Their cries mingle together in a cacophony of need as they writhe against you, seeking relief from their arousal. Ava moans into your mouth, arching her back and thrusting her hips upwards, searching for contact with your erection. Issa slips a hand between her legs, fingers s

With shaking hands, they help you out of the car and up towards the front door. Once inside, they practically drag you through the house, still entwined with one another as their mouths seek out each other's in heated kisses. Their movements are frantic, desperate to feel your skin against their own. They stumble into the living room and collapse onto a pile of cushions on the floor, tangled together like strands of yarn.

With shaking hands, Ava undoes your belt and pants, her tongue flicking out to wet her lips as she takes in the sight of your hard cock springing free from its confines. Issa mirrors her actions, pushing up onto her knees so that she's face-to-face with you. Her breasts graze against your chest as she reaches down to stroke and tease your erection, moaning

Issa gasps, her eyes widening as you cup her face in your hands and lower your mouth to hers. Their lips meet in a hungry kiss, their tongues dueling as they explore each other's mouths. She moans into the kiss, arching her back to press herself closer against you.

Ava breaks away from the kiss to run her hands through your hair, gazing up at you with a mix of lust and longing. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, "We need you." Her hands slip lower, tracing patterns over your abdomen before reaching down to stroke your erection in time with Issa's touch. Their movements are synchronized, almost perfectly choreographed as they bring you closer and closer to the edge.

With a soft growl, Ava rolls onto her back, spreading her legs wide in invitation. "Take me," she p