(This is a reimagining of one of my older stories, hopefully for the better)
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"Hey Samantha, how about you and I head around that corner over there and you get down on your knees and blow me?"
Norman. The asshole.
"No thanks Norm, how about you head around that corner over there and jerk yourself off."
"Bitch, you don't have to play games with me, everybody knows all about that magic mouth of yours."
Of course. I'm short with straight black hair, glasses and nothing special in the chest, I've always had to do things to get people to take notice. Unfortunately, you only have to suck one one guy off in the back of classroom one rainy day and everyone thinks you're a whore for some reason.
"I'm not a slut Norm, and nothing of yours in going to end up in my mouth."
"C'mon babe," He whined, "Give me a little suck and I promise I'll finger you afterwards."
Norman is such a charming young man.
"Let me get this straight: I get a mouthful of cum and in return you get to fumble around under my skirt? Not a great deal for me Norm."
"Well, maybe we could go a date first?"
"I'm not into you, really. Just keep some small scrap of dignity and move along."
"I'm not taking no for an answer Samantha. Give me one good reason that I'm not good enough for you."
"Well, I've already got a date tonight," I lied.
"Great! Glad to see you surrender."
"Not with you moron. I'm going out with a real man."
"Ditch the cocksucker, once you get a look at my snake you'll understand why baby."
He clearly wasn't intent on giving in. I'm kind of weak willed and was just about ready to give in and trade my mouth for a nice meal when I heard footsteps approaching from behind.
"Hey Norman, fuck off and find your own. Tonight she's all mine."
I spun around to get a look my potential savior.
"Jennifer, you crazy bitch," Norman said to her, "What are you talking about? We all know you're a lez."
"Very clever, now think: if I'm a lesbian and Samantha and I are going on a date, what does that make her?" Jennifer said to him while pointing at me.
I was frozen in shock. Jennifer is one of the hottest girls I've seen at the university: tall, long red hair, shapely legs and perky breasts, and an notorious lesbian. I'm wouldn't say that I'm homophobic, but this was an awkward position for her to put me in, and I had no time to think of a way out.
Reluctantly I put on a big fake smile and declared to Norman, "I haven't made up my mind just yet, but Jennifer is willing to show me the ropes."
"For real?" Norman said beginning to grin himself, "Don't bullshit me Sam, I don't buy it."
"Well, Samantha and I are heading off right in a moment, maybe you could tag along and get some evidence? If you can prove we're faking then I'm sure she will surrender and give you your precious five seconds of fun."
"What? Seriously? Uh, right. Come along with us," I said, desperately hoping that this 'date' wouldn't instantly spiral out of my control.
"So I either prove you wrong and get a blowjob or I get to see some girl on girl love? How could I refuse? Where are we going tonight?"
"Trust me Norman, you won't be getting anywhere near Samantha's mouth any time soon," Said Jennifer with a wink, "And we are going to a little private club I know, that's all I'll say for now."
I had the distinct feel of a noose tightening around my neck.
The three of us took a cab deep into the city, well past the brightest and noisiest areas and into a quiet little nook I had never visited. From the outside there was no way to tell the building the cab stopped at was any kind of club, other than the two brutes guarding the entrance. Jennifer walked us to the door with confidence.
The shorter of the two looked down at her, "Password?" He asked with a snarl.
"The password is . . . delight. I'll be bringing two guests with me."
He looked us over then motioned at Norman, "Who's the dick?"
"As you say, just some dick. I'm allowed to bring a friend or two, right?"
He frowned at Norman then looked at me, winked, and answered, "All right, head on inside."
On the other side of the doors Jennifer stopped and explained to us, "This is a very private, very exclusive club. I'm very welcome and I think that I can pass off Samantha, but you had better keep your mouth shut and your hands in your pockets Norman."