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- >Today is a great day to be Naomi
- >it was your birthday tomorrow, and you’d finally worked up the courage to ask Norman out
- >being so close to your birthday you knew luck was on your side and he would say yes
- >You briskly strode into the cafeteria, surveying the table for any sign of his beanie
- >he usually sat at the fashion kids table, making uncomfortable small talk
- >as adorable as he was when nervous, it was odd
- >he was not normally so awkward you mused, finding no sign of him
- >what could possibly have his nerves in a bundle at that table?
- >Norman was not anywhere to be seen
- >hurriedly you scampered over to the fashion kids table and asked if they knew where he was
- >a girl you didn’t know told you that he had left for room 269, where the fashion club met
- >he had left with Rarity, by far the prettiest girl in school
- >your throat caught a little when you heard that, but you brushed it off
- >Rarity was out of Norman’s league for one thing. Pretty sure, but high maintenance, needy, pretty, uptight, pretty and… pretty
- >you weren’t worried
- >all the same you all but ran out of the cafeteria, making your way for the fashion club
- >you passed by Sophie adjusting her breasts
- >she saw you, and furtively scurried away
- >you stopped at room 269
- >you had no idea why you stopped, but you tepidly turned the doorknob and walked in
- >it was empty and the lights were out
- >but you saw Norman’s backpack
- >you walked inside, annoyed at this whole ordeal
- >nobody was around, and it was quiet
- >or so you thought
- >you heard moans from a supply closet
- >”I-it can’t be,” you weakly stammered as you walked over to the closet
- >the moans were loud
- >the dulcet yet high and mighty accent you were familiar with
- >that bitch, no… not your Norman
- >she could have any guy, please not be Norman
- >you swung open the door and got a sideways view of Rarity flat on her back on a table, Norman’s rod plunging deep into her alabaster pussy
- >”Ohhhhh god Aryan,” Norman moaned, “you’re too tight, I can’t last much longer.”
- >”oh, hah, darling. This is n-nothing” she gasped and closed her legs together
- >”Uuuuuuh,” Norman yelled, making the ugliest grimace. One burned into your eyes forever.
- >he unloaded his seed into Rarity’s slender yet curvy body
- >tears welled up in your eyes, he was yours
- >how could he be taken away from you?
- >you asked for so liitle
- >you ran out crying, finding a corner in the adjacent room
- >Norman look up from his handiwork, and saw the open door
- >”huh, it must have opened on its own. Better close it, or else somebody might see this.”
- >”Norman…” Rarity panted, “I’m still here, just a piece of meat to be used as you see fit.”
- >Norman’s limp dick perked up with those words.
- >Rarity jumped off the table, “but you sit. I want to practice my fellatio.”
- >Naomi’s tears subsided a bit, and she could hear Norman moaning some more
- >what were they doing now?
- >she must be sucking him off
- >or giving him anal
- >I bet she has a perfect ass too, little miss perfect has the best of everything
- >probably firm yet soft
- >with Norman’s long dick going in and out
- >”oh,” you exclaimed
- >you felt tingly down there and couldn’t help yourself
- >as ashamed as you were, your hands slid down into your panties and began to work your clitoris
- >Norman suddenly bellowed once more and you started crying again
- >but you couldn’t stop.
- >the glorious sex Norman and Rarity were having lasted until the end of lunch, at that point you had climaxed twice
- >drained of energy you listened as they got dressed and clean, leaving you in the dark classroom all by yourself
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