Co-ed locker rooms are pretty chill, yo (NN OS)

>Rainbow has you waiting outside of school to pick her up after soccer practice.
>It ended 45 minutes ago.
>You were here 60 minutes ago.
>There is no sign of her anywhere on the field, and you saw that everyone already left.
>She better not have left with someone else.
>She told you to wait specifically right outside of the exit near the locker room and wait for her right after practice.
>Well, she is an hour late.
>It's time to look for her.

>You entered the building and went straight to the gym.
>It was barren.
>Not giving up, you leave to search somewhere else.
>Maybe she's in the cafeteria?

>15 minutes have passed since you began looking for her.
>You searched all the places you'd expect her to hang around.
>That just leaves one last place.
>The locker room.
>You aren't looking to peep on anyone, just knock and call for her.

>Standing outside of the locker room, you raise your hand for a knock.
>Before you do, you hear a slight groan, as if someone was in pain.
>Determined to help who ever is in there, you grab the door handle and rush inside.

>There is very little visibility inside.
>The air is saturated with steam and everything within is cast as a silhouette.
>The humidity made it feel warm and sticky.
>There is the sound of multiple showers running.
>Seeing as there is no chatter, it sounds like no one is here.
>You definitely heard a groan come from in here.
>But, if it really was nothing, you could be in big trouble.
>With this in mind, you creep toward the showers to not alert anyone.
>You peak around the corner into the shower room, and through the thick steam, you see the silhouette of a person sitting against the back wall.
>Oh shit, she could be hurt!
>You approach the girl and prepare for the worst.
>She could have slipped, and hit her head or broken something.
>The girl appears to be cradling her right arm and... oh.

>Those weren't groans...
>They were moans.
>And this girl is...
>Oh.
>The girl lets out another moan, and with this proximity, it has a certain... effect on you.
>Wait.
>She sounds familiar.
>That raspy voice.
>...

>She kept you waiting just so she could get off?
>That... bitch!
>You feel an uncontrollable anger build inside you.
>Is she really that much of an arrogant bitch that she would think it'd be fine to hold you up for an hour just so she could have a little "alone time"?
>Well, she shouldn't mind if you want to get off, either.
>Slowly creeping towards her, you remove your articles of clothing.
>You close in from her side, so that she doesn't notice you right away if she looks up.
>When you are within arms reach, you crouch down next to her.
"So, Rainbow, this is what you were making me wait for? I'm flattered at the thoughtfulness."
>She jumps and speaks with a panicked voice, "N-Norman? What are you doing here? This is the women's locker room!"
>Your rage only increases, setting you forward with the plans spawned from anger and lust.
"I was looking for you, you ungrateful bitch! I waited a whole fucking hour! I'm so glad that you are making it up to me."
>"What do you me-"
>You cut her off by tightly grasping her wrists and pin them up while you stand.
>She is slightly worn out from practice, and probably her little fun time.
>Well, now it's YOUR fun time.
>"Norman! What are you doing?!"
"I'm having a little fun of my own! Now, shut up and quit squirming."
>You take a moment to admire the sight of her bare body.
>Her legs, toned from years of running and kicking, are firm and femininely muscular.
>The hips may not be as wide and curvy as Rarity's, but they have a nice petite shape to them.
>Her breasts, while smaller than most, were perky and nicely rounded.
>Trailing your eyes down, and keeping her hands in place with your left hand, you graze the fingers of your right on her abdominal muscles.
>They are not ridiculously defined, but they are still slightly visible.
>Rainbow lets out a small gasp.
>"N-Norman, please stop. I don't w-want this."
>You bring your gaze back to meet her eyes, and without any further warning, you bring the back of your hand hard to her face.
>"And I didn't want to be stuck waiting for you to get off. Funny how things work, huh?"
>She only whimpers in response. If there are any tears, they are being hidden by the steam and the droplets splashing around you.
>You return your focus to her body and go further south.
>She is shaven, most likely because of trying to get any advantage in an aquatic sport.
>You feel you have admired enough.
"Now for the fun part."
>You grab her shoulder with your free hand and force her forward onto her knees.
>"No, please! Norman, don't do this!"
>Too late, you already have her chest pinned to the ground, and her ass raised up.
>You position yourself at her slick opening, and slowly prod.
"Just so you know, I'm not going to be gentle."
>"P-Please stop. I won't tell anyb-"
>She cuts herself off with a shriek of pain.
>You plunged right in, tearing straight through her hymen.
>The feeling of tightness massages every inch of your shaft.
>Buried up to your balls inside her, you give her no time to recover and thrust with long, hard motions.
>She is sobbing as you treat her with no kindness.
"Well, better not take too long."
>You speed up your thrusts and force.
>Her ass had a slight jiggle, and her whole body is rocking with each pounding.
>With the relentless pounding, you found yourself coming closer to your end.
>You move your hands to between the floor and her breasts, and start groping hard as you increase speed of the rhythm further.
>Feeling your balls tighten, and a pressure building, you move your hands back to her waist and grip hard.
>With the new hold, you throw away any sense of rhythm and put everything you have into pounding her ass with your hips.
>She lets out a few loud whimpers and cries with the occasional sob.
>Knowing your time has come, you force yourself as deep into her as you can, and push your hips as close to her body as possible, and reach your climax.
>With the proximity you have to her cervix, you can feel every strand of cum splash against her walls and against your tip.
>After a few more pumps of cum deep inside her, you slowly pull out and relish in the feeling.
>Rainbow collapses forward and curls up, sobbing once more.
>After recovering from your euphoria, you stand up and turn a shower head so it sprays on her.
"Clean yourself up, and don't make me wait any longer.

>After dressing yourself, and exiting the building, you reflect on what you have done.
>You have just raped your best friend.
>She will probably call the cops and you will definitely be going to jail for a very long time.
>Even with these thoughts in your head, you stay in the lot, waiting for her to exit.
>If she ever does.
>After a few minutes, you are surprised to see her exit the building dressed and walking towards your car.
>She avoids your gaze, and enters the passenger side of the car.
>Her eyes and head drop down, and she does nothing but stare at her feet.
>You know what you did was wrong, and you deserve to be locked up.

"Rainbow, I... I deserve whatever you want to happen to me."
>Her face contorts to one of anger, and she turns to you.
>"Yeah? Tell me what you think I want to happen to you!"
>You are thrown off by her demand.
>Closing your eyes, you prepare a response.
"I-I guess you want more than jail, right? I understand. I'll plead guil-"
>You are cut off by something pressing hard against your lips.
>What?!
>She's KISSING you?!
>Why would she kiss you after all that happened?
>"Usually, you kiss before you fuck, idiot."
"Wh-what?"
>"I expect you to make up what you forgot. You better take me out three times, at least, next week. Nothing too girly or boring, got it?"
>What the actual fuck just happened.
>You take her home, with confusion clouding your thoughts the whole way.