Norm's Fuck Hat (mind control, nerd revenge fantasy) Read Online Free Page A
Author: N.L. Allen
over Shawnee to straddle her face. Shawnee buried her tongue in her friend's moist entrance, grunting in pleasure as Kay reached back to toy with her clit.
Soon their groans filled the changing room, as each girl flushed and thrashed, their bodies taken over with orgasmic bliss. At the sight – and the sound – Norm thought he might come in his pants without so much as a touch.
Instead, he carried out his plan. He turned his phone off, and Shawnee came around. Her mouth was still full of Kay's ginger cunt as she shouted “ what the fuck ?”
Kay misheard, and ground her pussy further onto her friend's chin. “Yeah, you like to fuck. Shit, Shawnee, you eat pussy like a real dyke!”
Norm almost laughed. She was still into it, even though the hat was off!
Shawnee scrabbled away, confused, the dildo slipping free.
“I have to go,” she said, pulling on her clothes and leaving without another word. Norm watched the others leave, slowly becoming just as confused as the hat's effects wore off. Once they were gone, he emerged clumsily from his hidey-hole.
Phase one complete , he thought, touching his phone to make sure it was still there. The video would come in handy later – in more ways than one. He tucked the double-ender, still slick with juices, into his satchel, and walked away smiling.
#
At lunchtime, he went looking for Shawnee. Predictably, she was in the arms of Buck, sobbing against his chest as he held her close. They were back at the bleachers, the site of his earlier humiliation, and lucky for Norm, she still had the hat on.
The only problem was, she was way too close to Buck. There was no way he could get in there to prompt her without the big galoot seeing or hearing him. He needed a distraction.
All he had was himself, and the only problem there was the risk. Buck was unpredictable – he could smash his phone, or even him . For a moment, Norm thought he might change his mind. He'd shown them both up already, and his illicit video would serve as a nice piece of blackmail material if he ran into trouble with the cheerleader squad again.
Maybe it would be best to call it a day. He'd had some fun, and nobody had been hurt. Except him. He'd been hurt a bunch of times, and what guarantee was there that it wouldn't happen again?
None , he thought. They'll keep fucking with you. This is your chance to fuck back. Now or never!
Steeling himself, he slipped behind a nearby trashcan and shouted for Buck.
The jock looked around, confused. He hadn't seen Norm, and couldn't place where he was yelling from.
“Buck!” he yelled, “Come over here!”
Shawnee was grabbing at him, asking him not to go, but he pushed her aside. “Where you at, Norrrm ? You know anything about this?”
“Maybe!”
“Maybe nothing you little worm! Come out here and tell me, or you're going to be pancakes.”
Buck turned to explain the joke to Shawnee, and Norm took his chance, circling around and waiting at the far end of the bleachers. Buck stormed across the field, trying to locate him.
His heart jackhammered as he slid towards Shawnee, activating the hat and slipping her the other item from his satchel. Whispering a few words into her ear, he had just enough time to get out of sight before Buck returned.
Wheezing, he took a few deep breaths before settling back to watch the fun.
Shawnee hid the strap-on dildo into the back of her skirt as Buck took her in his arms again.
“Hey, you look like you've calmed down. Feeling okay?”
She nodded. “Take me to the lab, Buck. Norm is there.”
“He is? Shit, come on then! I'm going to pound him into next week!”
I think not , Norm thought as he followed.
#
Norm had already agreed for the lab to be clear, which felt like a slight abuse of Professor Simmons' trust, but the sweet buzz of adrenaline had wiped the guilt from his mind. He was so close to his revenge he could taste, it, along with a weird copper tang in the back of his throat. He swallowed
Soon their groans filled the changing room, as each girl flushed and thrashed, their bodies taken over with orgasmic bliss. At the sight – and the sound – Norm thought he might come in his pants without so much as a touch.
Instead, he carried out his plan. He turned his phone off, and Shawnee came around. Her mouth was still full of Kay's ginger cunt as she shouted “ what the fuck ?”
Kay misheard, and ground her pussy further onto her friend's chin. “Yeah, you like to fuck. Shit, Shawnee, you eat pussy like a real dyke!”
Norm almost laughed. She was still into it, even though the hat was off!
Shawnee scrabbled away, confused, the dildo slipping free.
“I have to go,” she said, pulling on her clothes and leaving without another word. Norm watched the others leave, slowly becoming just as confused as the hat's effects wore off. Once they were gone, he emerged clumsily from his hidey-hole.
Phase one complete , he thought, touching his phone to make sure it was still there. The video would come in handy later – in more ways than one. He tucked the double-ender, still slick with juices, into his satchel, and walked away smiling.
#
At lunchtime, he went looking for Shawnee. Predictably, she was in the arms of Buck, sobbing against his chest as he held her close. They were back at the bleachers, the site of his earlier humiliation, and lucky for Norm, she still had the hat on.
The only problem was, she was way too close to Buck. There was no way he could get in there to prompt her without the big galoot seeing or hearing him. He needed a distraction.
All he had was himself, and the only problem there was the risk. Buck was unpredictable – he could smash his phone, or even him . For a moment, Norm thought he might change his mind. He'd shown them both up already, and his illicit video would serve as a nice piece of blackmail material if he ran into trouble with the cheerleader squad again.
Maybe it would be best to call it a day. He'd had some fun, and nobody had been hurt. Except him. He'd been hurt a bunch of times, and what guarantee was there that it wouldn't happen again?
None , he thought. They'll keep fucking with you. This is your chance to fuck back. Now or never!
Steeling himself, he slipped behind a nearby trashcan and shouted for Buck.
The jock looked around, confused. He hadn't seen Norm, and couldn't place where he was yelling from.
“Buck!” he yelled, “Come over here!”
Shawnee was grabbing at him, asking him not to go, but he pushed her aside. “Where you at, Norrrm ? You know anything about this?”
“Maybe!”
“Maybe nothing you little worm! Come out here and tell me, or you're going to be pancakes.”
Buck turned to explain the joke to Shawnee, and Norm took his chance, circling around and waiting at the far end of the bleachers. Buck stormed across the field, trying to locate him.
His heart jackhammered as he slid towards Shawnee, activating the hat and slipping her the other item from his satchel. Whispering a few words into her ear, he had just enough time to get out of sight before Buck returned.
Wheezing, he took a few deep breaths before settling back to watch the fun.
Shawnee hid the strap-on dildo into the back of her skirt as Buck took her in his arms again.
“Hey, you look like you've calmed down. Feeling okay?”
She nodded. “Take me to the lab, Buck. Norm is there.”
“He is? Shit, come on then! I'm going to pound him into next week!”
I think not , Norm thought as he followed.
#
Norm had already agreed for the lab to be clear, which felt like a slight abuse of Professor Simmons' trust, but the sweet buzz of adrenaline had wiped the guilt from his mind. He was so close to his revenge he could taste, it, along with a weird copper tang in the back of his throat. He swallowed
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