Normal Norman - Sophie and Norman at the Dance (Bumper)

>It's the big spring social.
>Be Norman.
>You've already had to dance with Purple, and when she dances you get worn out just by watching her.
>An attempt was made to dance with Rarity, but the Aryan Beauty is quite the elusive beast.
>Spending most of the evening talking to a few of your friends, you start to get tired of the dance in general.
>Letting out a sigh, you walk over to the punch bowl and make a glass.
>Sipping it, you look around and contemplate whether or not you should just go home.
>A few of the kids have already left.
>Probably to go outside or go with their date somewhere.
>You suddenly regret not asking anyone to go with you, figuring you could just meet everyone here anyway.
>It turned out to be true, but really wasn't the meeting you were hoping more.
>You turn to leave but halt immediately before you bump into the figure behind you.
>Since your eyes are turned down, you get a full view of some of the most perfect breasts you have seen all night.
>Most of the girls that night were wearing less than modest dresses, but this girl went all out.
>Tilting your head away from the eye candy for a second, you see Sophie smiling back at you.
>"Sorry about that, Norman. I should have warned you I was right behind you."
"Oh hey, Sophie. That's okay. I guess I was in more of a hurry than I thought."
>"A hurry? What for?"
"I'm probably going to turn in for the night. All of my other friends are too busy and I don't have a date tonight."
>"Really? You? I'm flying solo tonight, as well."
>The debate girl folds her hands in front of her and looks to the side, flustered.
>"If I had known that, I would have asked you."
"Asked me?"
>You hesitate for a second and then hazard a reply.
"I guess it's not too late, you know?"
>She looks at you quizzically.
"Would you like to be my last minute date tonight?"
>At that moment, almost like something from a movie, some glassy R&B slow dance music comes on and the lights change.
>The two of you look towards the dancefloor.
>Couples are pairing off now, and some people are walking away to cool off.
>Sophie giggles.
>"I'd like that."
>You take her hand and lead her to the dancefloor.
>As smoothly as that went, you begin to feel warm and giddy.
>Finding a clear spot on the floor, you pull her close to you and put a hand across her lower back.
>She rests a hand of her own on your shoulder and then you both lift your free arm to hold hands, locking fingers together.
>Nodding, you begin to sway with her to the steady rhythm.
>Not able to think of anything to say right away, you look into her eyes and give her a warm smile.
>The smell of plumeria fills the air and you realize it's coming from her.
>It suits her skin color, not that you care what color she is or anything.
>Come to think of it, you've never been in this proximity with Sophie.
>She's not as waifish as some of the girls in your class, and her body is filled-out in all the best places.
>In fact, the soft mounds on her chest are pressing into you as you dance.
>You're pretty certain she's the most stacked girl in your year if not the whole school.
>And right now, she's all yours.
>Shit, you should probably say something.
"You look great tonight, by the way."
>Her eyes light up.
>"So do you."
>You pull her closer to you and give her lower back a rub as you continute to circle around with her.
>Sophie scoffs a little and shakes her head, looking off to the side.
"What?"
>Keeping her head to the side, she presses her body against you and pulls you into a one arm embrace.
>She turns toward your ear and speaks just barely above the music so that only you can hear.
>"I had almost given up on you."
>Curious, you lean in to speak directly to her as well.
"Given up?"
>Sophie clutches tightly to you and nods.
>"I've had the biggest crush on you for months now. Every time I see you, though, you're always with Twilight or... some other girls."
>You laugh nervously.
"I'm not dating anyone at the moment, it's just a huge coincidence."
>Things get silent for the rest of the song, as if she's searching for the words to say.
>Sophie remains clinging to you till the very end.
>When the song ends, you start to part mutually.
>Except Sophie closes the gap before you leave her front.
>She pulls you against her once more, pressing her lips to yours.
>Her lips are sticky and taste of cherry.
>You can feel the heat radiating from her body and her mouth parts to invite you to make out with her.
>Suddenly you realize how quickly this is all going.
>Swallowing the lump in your throat, you lean away from her before things progress.
>"What's wrong?"
>Holding her by the upper arms, you shake your head to clear it.
"Sorry, that was just a little too much all at once."
>Sophie smirks at him.
>"I guess that would explain this, then."
>A set of gentle fingers caresses the chub you didn't even realize you had.
"Yikes!"
>You pull her against you again, letting the fabric of her skirt act as a cover.
>Sophie blushes as you look around for a safe place to conceal for the time being.
>Several tables in the back are un-occupied.
"Let's go over here for a bit."
>Walking behind her, you lead her to an empty table and take a seat.
>The tablecloth is the perfect cover.
>Just have to wait this one out and you're fine.
>"Are you going to be all right?"
>Sophie chortles at your predicament.
"Oh yeah! Just had a friend show up uninvited."
>She scoots closer to you and lowers her voice.
>"Want me to help get rid of him? I think he'll take the hint if I persuade him enough."
>You're sweating.
>Sophie's leaned in incredibly close now.
>Her breasts are pressing against your arm.
>Your friend is leaping for attention now.
>Sophie has a big grin as you nod at her.
>She kisses your cheek and whispers to you.
>"Just relax and let me take care of everything."
>She takes a quick look around before ducking under the table.
>You slide down in the seat and feel her scoot forward between your legs.
>The sound of your zipper being undone can barely be heard.
>Your pants are tugged down and then you hear an excited gasp.
>Wanting to look down to see what happened, you freeze as you see Purple and Rainbow Dash approaching.
"Oh fuck, why now?"
>Sophie is already giving the crown of your cock a few generous licks and kisses.
>You attempt to reach down to tell her to hold off for a second, but she holds your hands back as she lets the warmth of her breath tantalize your skin.
>Her slippery tongue is wiggling up and down your shaft now.
>Biting your top and bottom lips, you slouch more as Purple and Bluefast are on the opposite side of the table from you.
>"Hey Norman! Weren't you dancing with Sophie earlier?"
"Yeah, she just went to the restroom I think."
>"What are ya doin' over here by yourself, big guy?"
>Dash's intentions are good, but right now the only big guy you can think of is halfway inside a girl's mouth.
>Hugging Sophie between your knees, you clear your throat loudly.
"My leg's bugging me. I think I pulled something out there."
>"Slow dancing? Maybe it's something more serious! Let me take a look!"
>Dash hops over a chair and is about to pull up the tablecloth.
"NO!"
>Dash looks up with wide eyes.
>"No? I know a lot about sports injuries, Norman! I can help ya, dude!"
"I said legs, but I meant my feet! I've been standing around all day, you know?"
>"Ohhh. Is that all? Gotta get you on the track then, fella. Get that endurance up!"
>Dash pats your shoulder and gives you a wink.
>Sophie takes nearly all of your length and you hear a loud, coughing gag.
>You laugh loudly to cover the sound.
"That's a good one, Dash! You're right! I'll see you next week!"
>She points a finger gun at you and steps back to Purple.
>Great, now you have to start running with that cunt.
>It's a good thing you're getting blown right now or this would be a totally shitty night.
>"Well, Norman, if you're okay then Dash and I are going back to Rarity's boutique. Would you like to join us?"
>You swear you can feel a single tear roll down your cheek as the chance to party with Aryan Beauty is taken away from you.
"Thanks, ladies, but I'm going to go home soon and take a long bath to relax my feet."
>Purple nods at you and waves.
>"Well I'll see you on Monday, Norman!"
"Yeah... Monday..."
>You inhale and exhale deeply as they walk away together.
>Putting your hands on the edge of the table, you grip it till your knuckles are white.
>Under the table, Sophie has given your length a slick coating of her saliva and she pulls on the straps to her dress to drop her top.
>Her breasts spill out at the motion and she leans forward to give your meat a place to rest between.
>You don't witness the actions, but once you feel the change in sensation from warm tongue to soft skin you recognize immediately what's about to happen.
>She gives your tip a quick kiss and then closes the fleshy pillows around your base.
>All the saliva helps guide her heaving tits up and down your pole without any friction.
>Your toes curl and you lick your lips, taking a second to look around for any other intruders before rolling your head back and moaning.
>The music is still loud enough to drown out the sound as well as the sliding of wet skin on skin under the table.
>Sophie presses her boobs tighter around your wang and works it quicker.
>Soon her mouth re-joins her efforts and every time her sizely puppies reach your base, she gives your dong a quick makeout session.
>The heat and spit from above keeps the boobjob warm and slippery, yet the periodic looseness keeps you on edge.
>It's absolute bliss.
>Sophie even starts to vary her technique, going from only her mammaries to only her mouth, and back to the combination.
>Then she slows everything down and reserves her mouth to suckling just your glans as she lifts her jugs one after the other.
>Everything is adding up fast down below and you tense up to try to stave off the impending climax, but she's trying to coax your orgasm out harder than ever now.
>Going at your schlong with surprising speed, you're forced to sit up slowly as your body works up a good batch of baby batter for her.
>A final strain leads to you knocking on the table as you finally pop off right into her mouth.
>You can hear her moan as her mouth is filled with jet after jet of sticky cum, and she swallows each of your spurts greedily.
>Sensitive as fuck, you spasm each time her lips and tongue tighten up in response to her swallowing.
>When you finally spill the last of your seed, you collapse once more and Sophie releases your prick with a loud gasp and she laughs happily.
>You cough and laugh yourself, your brain finally back from the endorphin high.
>She cleans you up under the table with some of the cloth and stuffs you back into your pants when you've calmed down at last.
>Emerging a few moments later, you wouldn't be able to tell that she had just been blowing someone or that her knockers had been covered in fluids.
>You both catch your breath and take a few quick glances at each other, grinning sheepishly.
"So that happened."
>Finally speaking up, you turn your chair towards her.
>"Yeah, it did. Say..."
>Sophie lifts her skirt.
>Even in the dim lighting, you can see that her panties are practically soaked.
>"I had a friend show up, too."
>You roll your eyes and lift the tablecloth.
"I'll take care of it."

End.