Three's a Crowd

>Norman sat in the cafeteria, eating his grilled cheese sandwich in the corner of the expansive room.
>He tried to have grilled cheese whenever possible; it was a very flexible meal.
>He took a drag from his strawberry-banana smoothie, glancing over the mug to notice two women approaching him.
>Norman was astounded by this unusual sight. Women never approached him unless they were dared or paid to.
>He was pretty sure not even Bon Bon, the girl whose legs you could land a plane through, would bother with him.
>He was even more surprised when the two girls sat beside him, effectively trapping him in his seat.
>They smiled at him and batted their eyelids. Norman, not sure how to react, took another sip of his smoothie.
>He wasn't sure, but Norman thought he saw one of them drooling at the sight.
>He also noticed their tops were very low at the neck, showing a little too much skin.
"Purple? Aryan?" he thought to himself, "What are they doing here?"
>"Hey Norman," Twilight said, "How've you been?"
"Been better," he said, turning to Rarity, "What's up with you two?"
>>"Is there something so wrong with sitting beside a friend?" Rarity said, holding a hand to her chest in feigned shock, "Since when did chatting with you become such a taboo?"
"When no one sits next to you all year, you tend not to expect company," Norman sighed, "What do you to want?"
>"Well," Twilight began, "We bought a movie to watch at Rarity's house. We just wanted to know if you wanted to tag along?"
>>"It'll be so much fun, Norman!" Rarity said, "We'll have popcorn and sit on the couch together and--"
>Twilight's arm shot in front of his face, her hand covering her mouth.
>Rarity let out a nervous giggle as her friend gave her a scolding look.
>She fixed her hair and cleared her throat, a nervous smile replacing Twilight's hand.
>>"So what do you say, Norman dear?" she batted her eyes, "Care to join us?"
"What movie is it?" he asked. Twilight and Rarity looked at each other and laughed.
>"It's a surprise," Twilight said, "Just please come with us! You'll enjoy yourself!"
"Fine," Norman sighed, "What time tonight?"
>>"8 PM," Twilight said, "Please be on time, Norman."
"I will, Purple," he said.
>Although he didn't even know what the movie was, he couldn't pass up a movie night with his two favorite girls in the entire school.

>He rolled into the driveway around 7:45. He wanted to make a good impression of maturity on Aryan Beauty and Purple.
>He knocked on the door and stuck his hands in his pockets.
>As the door knob click he brought his hands to his front, a simple gesture dramatically increasing his professionalism.
>He was greeted by Aryan Beauty, her eyeshadow complimenting her bouncing violet hair.
>A smile stretched across her face, revealing her spotless teeth as she looked Norman over.
>>"Norman!" she shouted, "You're here!" She ran forward and gave Norman a hug.
>Rarity's arms wrapped around his back, sending a paralyzing shock through his spine.
>Her grip tightened, a light hum coming from behind him.
>He reached his arms around to her to return the embrace, but she pulled away before he could pull her close.
>>"You look nice, Norman," she said, looking him up and down, "15 minutes early, too."
>Rarity's contagious smile widened as she led the boy inside.
>He could have sworn he'd heard a click after stepping through the door, but he figured it was the door creaking.
>Aryan Beauty's house was magnificent. Lace curtains and lattice wallpaper lined the room.
>He felt like he was walking in Buckingham Palace; a commoner marching to the throne room.
>He was led to a large living room, a monolith flashing images across its face.
>A black couch was pushed against the opposite wall like a whale beached on the shore.
>Twilight stretched across the couch, her outline highlighted against the black leather.
>Her hips and shoulders formed alluring peaks of beauty, her stomach a luscious, fertile valley.
>Twilight called Norman to sit in front of her on the floor, to which he happily obeyed.
>Rarity took a seat beside him and ran her hand along his arm.
>Twilight played with his hair, twirling his auburn locks with her finger, giggling all the while.
>Norman coughed, uncomfortable with the unwanted contact.
>He was conflicted; on one hand, he was being touched without permission. On the other, they were two beautiful women.

"So, uh," Norman stuttered, "Are we going to watch the movie or what?"
>Rarity broke her gaze from Norman and shook her head.
>>"Oh! Goodness, I completely forgot!" Rarity stood up and walked over to the DVD player.
>She shot a mischievous grin at Twilight, who met her with a similar look.
>Twilight nodded behind Norman, giving Rarity the signal to act.
>Rarity fumbled with the empty DVD case, dropping it to the floor.
>>"Oh no," she said, "Let me get that." She bent low to the ground, giving Norman a view to die for.
>Her light blue panties were in full view, hugging tightly to her buttocks.
>The edges ran along the sides of her labia, outlining the treasure that lied beneath.
>Rarity seemed to stay perpetually bent, giving Norman an up close view of his aryan beauty.
>Twilight looked over Norman's shoulder, paying close attention to the growth in his crotch.
>She smirked as Rarity stood back up and took her seat.
>She winked at Rarity, letting her know that she'd done well.
>"Let's start the movie then, shall we?" Twilight said, pressing play on the remote.
>The movie was a romantic comedy, a rather lackluster one at that.
>The jokes were dated, referencing presidents that were in term before Norman was even born.
>The worst joke of the film was the comparison of the main character's cock to a Soviet missile.
>About an hour into the movie, however, the girls were a bit uninterested.
>Their attention seemed to be focused on something else.
>Rarity leaned on Norman's shoulder, her soft cheek resting against his shoulder blade.
>Twilight played with his hair, running her fingers under his wool hat.
>Rarity tapped Norman on the shoulder to get his attention.
>He looked down at her and was met with great blue discs of beauty.
>She blinked, fanning his face with her eyelashes. They stared at each other while Twilight observed them.
>A strong heat flushed Norman's face as they leaned closer, their eyes locked as their lips approached the other's.
>Twilight's eyes widened as their lips fused together.
>Norman's stomach felt like it was being tumble dried, tossing and turning as his tongue explored Rarity's mouth.
>Rarity followed suit, probing his cheeks with her nimble tongue.
>The pair moaned lightly together as the explored each other.
>Rarity gradually leaned further forward until Norman lost his balance, falling on his back.

>Norman looked up to see his aryan beauty hovering a foot above him.
>He stared into her eyes, those great blue discs hypnotizing him.
>Her smile stretched across her face, one side raised in a bedroom smirk.
>Her tits hung above his chest, swaying gently as she rocked her hips against his own.
>Her thighs ground against his crotch as she leaned down to embrace him.
>Norman felt his jeans tighten, a sharp pressure against his lover's hips.
>Rarity's tits returned the favor, pressing against Norman's chest.
>Norman could feel two points of pressure through the hem of Rarity's shirt.
"Not wearing a bra today, Aryan Beauty?" he thought as he continued the kiss.
>He ran his hand through her violet locks, tracing his finger along her curled bangs.
>She whimpered as her hair was toyed with. Her hair was valuable to her, it was her identity, her womanhood.
>To feel Norman's hand running through her bangs was an extreme form of passion to her, a bonding intimacy.
>Norman was busy tending to her goddess when he noticed Twilight climbing on top of them.
"Purple? What the hell?" he asked, shouting at Twilight from around Rarity's shoulder.
>"What?" Twilight asked, her hands holding the hem of Rarity's shirt, "Didn't Rarity tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
>>"Sorry, dear," Rarity said, "Twilight is going to be ... joining us for this."
"Joining us?" Norman started to sit up. "Why is she--"
>Norman felt a strong pressure on his shoulders. Two white pistons pressed his back down to the floor.
>>"Oh come on, dear," Rarity cusped his cheeks in her hands, "Just relax. It'll be fun."
>A pair of thin lips locked with his, silencing him. Her tongue invaded his mouth as he watched the third wheel going to work.
>Two snakes slithered down Rarity's shirt. Their tiny bulges merged with the two large bulges like two droplets of water.
>Rarity moaned as her friend fumbled with her breasts. Norman felt a twinge of jealousy (as well as a jerk from his groin) at the sight.
>Speaking of the aryan beauty, her hips were dutifully mashing against Norman's.
>Her purple capri shorts stuck to her buttocks as tightly as the damp crotch clung to her lover.
>Twilight suckled Rarity's neck, light moans floating through Norman's ears.
>One hand caressed her tits while the other was half-buried in Rarity's shorts.
>The space below the bulge of Twilight's hand was a darker purple than the surrounding fabric.
>Norman lied on the ground beneath the lesbian love, feeling like a placemat more than a participant.

>Rarity forced her eyes open. The pleasure washing through her absorbed her conscious, blinding her to the real object of her affection.
>>"Oh my goodness!" Rarity said, almost smacking her head into Twilight's, "I'm so sorry, Norman."
>Rarity kissed him, feeling more like an apologetic chore than a passionate event.
>>"Please get off me, Twilight," she said, reluctantly brushing Twilight away.
>"What? Did I do something wrong?"
>>"No, no, no dear," she said, "You were marvelous. We've just been ignoring our guest."
>The pair turned to Norman, their faces a mix of seduction and shame.
>"Sorry, Norman," Twilight said, helping Norman to his feet and sitting him on the couch.
>>"Let's make it up to you," Rarity nodded to Twilight.
>The pair grabbed the bottom of their shirts with crossed arms and pulled upwards.
>Norman thought he'd died and gone to heaven at the sight that beheld him.
>Four great, heaving tits were in full view in front of him.
>The orbs stared at him like large eyes, their pupils erect and pointing at him.
>Rarity smiled like a succubus, her eyes fluttering and lower lip tucked inside her mouth.
>Twilight, whose breasts were smaller than her friends, was noticeably more shy about revealing herself to Norman.
>Norman stared for what seemed like hours at the swinging orbs presented to him.
>He wanted nothing more than to bury his face in the void, forget about his troubles and suck on those jugs like a hungry baby.
>After they were sure he'd gotten a good view, the pair reached down to his shorts.
>Rarity removed the outer shorts with Twilight removing the briefs immediately afterwards.
>His cock straightened up, boasting its length to the two women it was hoping to invade.
>Twilight's face flushed with blood as his member twitched for her.
>>"Don't be shy, Twilight," Rarity said, bringing her face close to Norman's dick, "Just follow my lead."
>A devilish grin crept across her white face, her tongue dangling from her mouth.
>She planted her tongue at the base of his shaft and dragged it upwards.
>A sting of pleasure shot up Norman's spine, the energy escaping with a gasp.
>Rarity giggled with Norman's reaction and brought his length through her lips.

>Norman's body went rigid from the sensations bombarding him.
>There he was, sitting on the couch, with the most beautiful woman in the world, caressing his most sacred place.
>Her tongue cradled his shaft, forming a groove for his cock to rest in.
>She moaned through the obstruction. The moans sent vibrations coursing down his length.
>He looked down to the source of his euphoria.
>He was met with great big, blue eyes, with a timid purple pair looking on intently.
>His moans were quiet but strong. Rarity sealed her lips around the head and swirled her tongue around the tip.
>She puckered her lips and popped his cock out of her mouth with a kiss.
>Norman moaned again, louder this time, catching the women's attention.
>>"See, Twilight?" Rarity said, "I told you it was easy."
>She called Twilight over, pointing to his left side. Rarity, meanwhile, took her place on the right.
>Norman's eyes widened as the pair placed their tongues on his shaft.
>Rarity's tongue was far more deft than her friend's, who fumbled like a handicapped worm around his length.
>The feeling of their wet sliding touch was still sufficient to rock Norman's world, however.
>As one tongue ascended his pole, the other descended.
>It was like a machine; one went up, one went down, ad infinitum.
>Soon they latched their lips onto each side, doubling the sensations he felt.
>Two circles of sliding suction pulled on his cock, two hungry dogs fighting for their share of the meat.
>The pleasure came to a peak when Twilight became adventurous.
>Without warning she clasped her mouth around Norman's tip, nursing it like an infant learning to breastfeed.
>Norman gasped as Rarity tended to the lower part of his shaft.
>He wasn't going to last much longer. Their constant suction made him feel like they were trying to draw his orgasm out.
>His orgasm was on a hair trigger, and it was pulled by an errant flick of Twilight's tongue.

>Twilight received no warning of the impending release.
>Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as Norman exploded inside her.
>Hot shots of jizz splashed against her palette.
>She gagged from the bitter taste flooding her mouth and pulled off his cock.
>It was an unwise decision. Norman still had a couple contractions left.
>Twilight yelped as two more jets of cum landed on her face.
>One fell off to the right while another smacked into her forehead.
>Her eyes shut tight, she shuddered as Norman's semen clung down her face.
>"Rarity," she grunted, "Why didn't you tell me that was going to happen?"
>Rarity chuckled, "I just wanted to see your reaction, that's all."
>Norman panted in post-orgasm, not paying attention to the squabble in front of him.
>He was still trying to figure out whether this was all a dream or not.
>He hadn't the time to think before he was laid on his back on the couch.
>The pair seemed to argue again, sitting on either side of Norman as he lied there, trying to determine what would happen next.
>Rarity motioned for Twilight to take her place. Two purple pillars planted themselves on either side of his face.
>With his eyes fixed upwards he could see everything.
>His vision was blotted by drops of liquid raining down on him.
>A pink slit ran down her midline. It was enclosed on both sides by small dots, one a raised bump and the other a dark hole.
>Norman admired the symmetry as it expanded in his vision.
>He wondered if Aryan Beauty stood in the shadows, watching her student continue with the lesson like a proud professor.
>Her lips alighted on his face, his nose pressing into the space between her lower labia.

>The heat from her pussy trickled down his face. His cheeks filled with blood as his ears filled with moans.
>Norman's tongue instinctively dove into her folds, a hungry predator searching for sustenance.
>Twilight's moans filled the room, ringing through Rarity's skull. Her smile told Norman what she was thinking.
>Her thighs quivered next to his face as her body rocked from pleasure.
>Her labia rolled on his face, seeming to balance on his nose. Her scent filled his nostrils which were buried an inch inside her.
>Norman, wishing he had X-ray vision to see through the pink mass resting on his face, felt his legs shift apart.
>Eight tendrils curled around his thighs. She needed more room to work with.
>Something else lifted from his midline, moving in a more upward direction.
>"Great job, Twi!" a bright voice chirped, "You got him hard again!"
>He assumed Twilight blushed, but he couldn't be sure.
>His world was her pussy.
>It filled his vision, it filled its nose., and the slight sucking sound of her lifting off his face filled his ears.
>He took a short breath before her slit pressed into his lips.
>His tongue stiffened inside her pussy. Another tongue, much smaller than his, slid against the other stiff organ.
>Norman's back arched as his shaft was wrapped in a loose warmth.
>A tongue flapping along the bottom told him that his cock wasn't in her sleeve, but he wondered if it could be any better.
>The breath and warmth across his tip, coupled with the snake coiling around his shaft, sent him into another world.
>Aryan Beauty was clearly more skilled at smoking pole than Purple. She had practice, with who Norman wasn't sure.
>He hoped it wasn't Brad, at least. He'd hate to be swapping paint with him.
>He had hardly noticed Twilight's orgasm until a hot spray drenched his face.
>Her moan rang through the house, followed by a small pop from between his legs.
>>"Well look at you," Rarity said, a touch of jealousy in her voice, "You're having so much fun."
>"Oh yeah?" Twilight panted, "Not ... as much ... as he's having..."
>Norman was too stunned to react, still baffled by the prospect of ONE woman servicing him, let alone two.
>>"I think it's time I had some fun," Rarity giggled. Norman looked down to see her white thighs straddling his crotch.
>>"Come here Twilight," she purred, "I'm all yours."

>Norman gawked as Twilight tried her best to mimic the classic seductive crawl she'd seen on certain videos.
>Her dripping pussy left a silvery streak along his midriff.
>She straightened up, bringing her eyes level with Rarity's. She edged closer to his cock, but Norman wasn't concerned with that.
>Peeking beneath her lavender thighs was his member, poking a thin pink line on a white canvas like a dipped paint brush stroking a fresh canvas.
>A light moisture collected on his tip like a drop of dew.
>He wasn't sure whether it was his precum or her lubrication, but he didn't matter either way.
>He braced his body for the penetration, wondering how fast Rarity would plunge his shaft into her tunnel.
>His answer was slower than he had imagined. She seemed cautious, worried she might break something by sliding down his length.
>She whimpered, her bottom lip disappearing behind a row of teeth before coming back out for her inevitable moan.
>Twilight held her friend close, supporting her and comforting her as Rarity descended further down.
>Rarity came to an abrupt halt. Norman thought he had hit her hymen, and waited for the scream and warm trickle of blood.
>But there was no scream, not a single sound. He tilted his head to get a look, and the sight was even more surprising.
>There she was, sitting on his crotch, his cock bottomed out inside her.
>He couldn't see her face nor her tits, which were blocked by an embracing Twilight. The women were wrapped in a deep lesbian hug.
>Their tongues wrestled between their lips and their tits pressed together like airbags in a car crash.
>The sight only served to make Norman's cock stiffen against Rarity's tight walls.
>It wasn't her first penetration, that much was obvious, but her pussy wasn't conditioned enough.
>It clung to his cock, greedily pulling it inside, reluctant to release its prize.
>Warm fluid trickled down his shaft as it thrust inside her. Her walls parted (if only slightly) to accept his length.
>Rarity drowned in an ocean of pleasure as she was repeatedly impaled. She whispered something to Twilight, who nodded.

>Norman saw a hand dive to Rarity's crotch, just above her slit.
>Rather than a positive word from her friend, Rarity's moan was the perfect feedback.
>Her pale lavender fingers tickled Rarity's tiny nub, the center of her universe of euphoria.
>Twilight wasn't done exploring either. Her free hand shot up to Rarity's breast, cupping the white orbs with her tiny hands.
>Rarity's reaction was immediate. The inexperienced fumbling of Twilight's fingers still granting her pleasure.
>Norman was in shock from the scene before him. Two women having a lesbian makeout session, her sitting right on top of them.
>One in particular was bouncing on his dick. He wondered if anything could be better.
>His answer came in the form of a deep well in the pit of his stomach.
>It was similar to the feeling from when Twilight had sucked his member, a building of fluid just below his cock.
>He was ready to burst, filling the womb of the aryan beauty with his seed and--
>She stopped. Norman looked down in dismay as Rarity lifted off his cock.
>Her intent was soon realized when she pressed his cock between the pair's pussies.
>He felt two sharp points on pressure on either side of his cock. The pair above him moaned, and he guessed it was their clitores.
>Rarity and Twilight locked arms and moved their bodies upward.
>Norman's cock dragged along their nubs, sending deep stings of pleasure through the trio of passion.
>His tip stayed poised, ready to fire into the air as the bottom of the shaft was massaged by their warm slits.
>The women above him moaned, as close to their peaks as Norman.
>Their passionate kiss and massaging of their breasts, coupled with the rubbing of a cock against their clits, was almost too much for them to handle.
>Norman started to forget about the women's pleasure as strong contractions twisted around the base of his cock.
>He tossed his head into the couch as the ring of pressure released from his shaft.

>The women moaned as Norman sprayed his load upwards.
>The white, burning fluid rained on their bodies, coating their lower abdomens in his cum.
>Their orgasms followed soon after. Their stomachs heaved from the contractions and their pussies vibrated.
>They panted as Norman's semen ran down their bodies.
>His cock shrunk, its duty performed. It went flaccid but was held upright by the neighboring pussies.
>The vibrations ran through his shaft, the sensations emphasized by the prior orgasm.
>He lied there panting, pinned beneath the two women who made him cum twice.
>>"Well, darlings," Rarity said, "Is everyone satisfied?"
>Twilight was still in shock, the first two orgasms of her life coming within a half hour span.
>"I think so," Twilight panted, "Did I do alright?"
>>"You did perfectly, dear," she smiled. She looked over Twilight's shoulder to see Norman's face.
>His tongue lulled out of his mouth, his body still recovering from him powerful orgasm.
>>"I'll take that as a 'yes'," Rarity giggled, "Come on Twilight, let's clean up while Norman sleeps."
>Rarity promptly hopped off of Norman and leaned down to Twilight's groin, lapping up the cum from her stomach.
>Twilight blushed and looked uneasy.
>"Hey Rarity," she said, rubbing her arm, "You think ... maybe ... I could have the ... penis next time?"
>>"Oh Twilight," Rarity said, "You'll get your chance." She licked her friend's pussy for good measure.
>>"Maybe I'll take you home tomorrow and fuck you myself. Won't that be fun?"
>Twilight nodded, giving her friend a great hug.
>>"Good. There's still the matter of cleaning," Rarity pointed at her crotch and Twilight licked up the cum.
"Hey girls," Norman finally got the strength to speak, "Thanks, I guess."
>>"Anytime Norman," Rarity said, "Come on Twilight, let's leave him to rest. We can continue elsewhere."
>As Norman's eyelids grew heavy, he wanted more than anything to follow them.
>His orgasm, however, had completely drained him.
>He could do nothing more but lie there, his erection poking up feebly as he passed into sleep.
>He dreamed of a night with Aryan Beauty, her supple breasts, her deft tongue, her moist cocksleeve wrapped around his--

>Norman woke up. A blanket had been placed over him.
>There was a dark stain at his crotch that was sticky to the touch.
"Fuck," Norman said, "I did it again."
>Norman also found a note near his head. He picked it up and read the message inside.

HOPE I CAN SEE YOU AGAIN. I HAD SUCH A NICE TIME WITH YOU AND RARITY.

CALL ME IF YOU'RE FEELING "LONELY" ;)

LOVE, "PURPLE"

>Written below the letter was Twilight's phone number.
>Norman clutched the paper tight and put it in his pocket.
>He was definitely going to call her again. A smile stretched across his face as he leaned back on the couch.
>His phone buzzed and he found that someone had sent a text.
>His eyes widened when he saw what was sent.
>Two perfect bodies, one white and the other purple, showcased from the neck down.
>Their tits were immaculate and reflected the light easily.
>Their bodies were shiny, almost as if they had gone swimming.
>The message with it said: "Had a shower with Rarity. Hope you don't mind~"
>Norman sat there in stunned silence. He had never expected any of this to happen, especially not with Purple and Aryan Beauty.
>He went up to his room and stuck the scrap of paper with Twilight's number in his wallet.
>He lied in his bed and tried to sleep but was kept awake by a raging erection.
>He opened up his phone and masturbated to the image Twilight sent him.
>He finished quickly and went to sleep, images of post-orgasm Twilight filling his head.

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