The Sexy Schoolgirl, Dikshi
The following is a tale set in a world of freedom and unlimited possibilities, a theme I often explore in my stories. If this type of narrative doesn't suit your preferences, please feel free to peruse another piece.
Keep in mind that I'm not from an English-speaking community, so apologies for any mistakes.
Feedback and suggestions are welcome, though kind words are appreciated. I'll gladly take any corrections.
Now, let's get down to the story. This is the third installment of the Sexy Schoolgirl series.
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The next morning, I hailed a taxi to reach the bus station. However, upon my arrival, I encountered Priya and Riya weeping.
"What's wrong?" I inquired.
"Greetings, sir," Priya said mournfully.
"Priya, I can't bear this," Riya wailed. "This isn't fair!"
"I realize," Priya consoled her sibling. "I know."
"What's unfair, ladies?" I inquired.
"Sir," Priya said, her voice faltering. "Our older sister..."
"She has a new boyfriend," Riya interrupted, sobbing. "He's a bad bloke,"
"But, he's quite well-to-do," Priya divulged. "He comes with a big dick and knows how to please a woman... still,"
"He's an abusive bastard," Riya said, wailing. "He's hurt her quite a lot. We just don't know what to do. She's a strong girl, and we don't know how to help her."
"I'm really sorry to hear that," I said, wrapping an arm around Riya's breast, comforting her. "If you want, I can talk to her. I might be able to assist."
"Thank you, sir," Priya said, rising to her feet and hugging me. "We'd be lost without you."
"Don't worry," I said, positioning Priya so I could squeeze her rear. "I'll always be here to help."
"Thank you, sir," Riya said, ceasing her tears and allowing me to kiss her. Priya, meanwhile, had already eased my member out of my trousers and taken it into her mouth. I inserted my tongue into Riya's mouth, Riya responded by starting to suck on it. I gripped her breasts through her blouse.
"Where's your older sister now?" I enquired of the twins. Priya, after finishing sucking my penis, stood and answered. "At home," Riya replied, her voice quivering. "The buses are on strike today, we called our sister asking if she could come pick us up. We could overhear her boyfriend scolding her, and we heard the tremble in her voice as she wept." Riya began sobbing again. "I couldn't hold it in anymore that's why I broke down."
"Don't cry," I comforted, inserting my finger into the Riya's mouth. She began sucking it, composing herself.
"So, can you help our sister, sir?" Priya asked, her mouth busy with sucking my scrotum.
"Absolutely," I affirmed, slipping a finger into Riya's mouth. "So, what's your older sister's name?"
"Deekshitha," Riya answered, speaking through fingers.
"That's an unusual name," I remarked, adding another finger to Riya's mouth. "Why is it so different from yours?"
"Well," Priya chimed, licking my balls. "Our parents didn't expect another two children after her. So, they named her Deekshitha first, and then we twins came along a few years later."
"How adorable," I sighed, adding a thumb to coat four fingers in Riya's mouth. "You're the sexiest set of twins I've ever come across. You're my perfect playthings."
Riya offered a smile through her fingers and giggled, while Priya eagerly continued sucking my genitalia.
"I'm certain your sister will likewise serve as a sensual delight." I remarked, gazing at Riya. "And I'm betting she has the same large, sumptuous bosoms as you. Right?"
"Bigger, sir," Riya answered through her fingers.
"Excellent," I said, squeezing Riya's breasts with one hand and introducing a fifth finger to the mix in Riya's mouth. "Present me your breasts, you captivating maids."
Priya continued sucking as she began unbuttoning her shirt, her generous breasts bouncing freely despite the bra she still wore. Riya also followed suit, her huge, heavy bosoms moving with her actions. The twins removed their blouses and handed them to me. I discarded their blouses onto the road. Vehicles casually passed as the twins continued stripping for me.
"Here's my good ladies," I said, patting their heads with my hands.
"Mmph," the twins moaned as they licked and sucked me. Riya then raised her hands behind her back and began to unhook her bra. Once she managed to do so, her breasts sprung forth. I grabbed her large mounds and began to massage them. She moaned in response and handed her bra over to me. I tossed it onto my backpack. I looked over to Priya, asking why she hadn't given me her bra yet, only to see that she wasn't wearing one in the first place. She was already standing, bent over, and still orally pleasing me. She released her skirt, letting it fall as she remained standing and continuing to suck my cock. She handed me her skirt, which I then threw on the road, and she proceeded to remove her panties. She was the first one fully naked and threw her underwear on top of my bag. She returned to her normal position, still sucking away as usual.
"Wow, Priya," I said to her, marveling at her lovely, bare form. She still wore her school socks and shoes, which made everything even more erotic. "I would've never guessed that you did not wear a bra today."
"That's because I'm always prepared for you," she said, winking and sucking away at my cock.
"That's very kind of you," I replied.
"Here I am, ladies!" A voice came from behind me. I turned around and saw a girl approaching on a scooter, approximately 5'8'' in height, and she seemed to be a carbon copy of the other two girls.
"Hey sis!" the other two girls said, their voices muffled as they, too, were still busy with what they were doing to me.
Deekshitha wore a dark blue crop top that was tight and had a V-shaped neckline that highlighted her ample cleavage. Her boobs were certainly large and caused the crop top to strain, close to bursting at the seams. The fabric of the top seemed to be holding them back, nearly about to rip. She had not worn a bra, and her nipples were rigid and prominent through the thin material of the top. The crop top ended just above her navel, which was also much in evidence. Her stomach was flat and smooth, and her belly button was adorable. Her legs were ensconced in a very short black skirt that barely reached halfway down her thighs. The skirt could not cover her bottom, so it was fully exposed from behind. Her behind was large and bouncy, and the skirt rode up her butt. Her behind cheeks were large and sticking out of her skirt. She was also wearing panties; however, it was apparent from the skirt length. In the groin area, I could see that she was wearing a white panty with a little red heart in the middle. She was also barefoot, as she wore no shoes or socks. Her face was a touch older than the other girls, and it was beautiful. She had her hair secured in a bun and was wearing a tiny amount of pink lipstick. Her face glowed, and she wore circular, pink earrings that looked like penises.
"Sorry, ladies," Deekshitha said, getting off her scooter and walking toward us. As she did so, her bust moved so much that her top was on the verge of becoming ruptured, with her breasts threatening to spill out. I also realized that she wore a large, golden penis pendant. I could only see it from a specific angle, as it was lodged between her generously sized breasts. She was also wearing a sizeable, black choker around her neck.
"Hello," Deekshitha said, stretching her hand out toward me.
I stared at the flawlessness of her arm as she extended it. Her skin was glistening in the sun, and her bicep was toned and well-defined.
"Hello," I said, pulling the fingers Riya had been sucking out of her mouth and into her sister's hand.
"Phew, sweaty hands, eh?" Deekshitha laughed, taking back her hand.
"Yes," I said, unsure of what to say.
"My name is Deekshitha," she said, smiling. "And you are?"
"Um, I'm..."
"I couldn't let these beautiful princesses go," I said, grabbing Priya's head and moving her off my dick to Deekshitha's crotch. Priya began to lick Deekshitha's pussy through her panties, right below the heart-print design. "Please, stay and join in."
"I'd love to, but I really need to go home. The two of them need to study," Deekshitha replied, holding her sister's head.
"How about this?" I suggested. "I'll sit with you on your scooter, and you can ride back home. The girls can walk home."
"That's a fantastic idea, sir!" Deekshitha exclaimed. "I didn't think of that."
"Of course." I winked.
"So, I guess we'll see you at home?" Deekshitha asked the twins, one of whom was on her knees licking Deekshitha's pussy through her panties, and the other who was already getting fucked doggy style by a stranger.
"Sure," Riya answered, getting fucked from behind. "Have fun!"
"You two are so kind," Deekshitha said, turning around to grab the spare helmet and bending over in front of me, offering her large ass to me. Her skirt was rising up as she bent, showing her bare, round buttocks. I couldn't resist and slapped her ass cheeks. She didn't protest and continued to offer her ass. Priya didn't know what to do, so she just got up and joined Riya in front of her, kissing her passionately as she was being fucked from behind. They held each other's boobs while kissing.
"How about you take off your panties?" I asked her, slapping her ass.
"Okay, sir," she said, pulling her panties down and handing them to me. I took her panties, inhaled deeply, and walked over to Priya. I stretched out the panties and made Priya wear them over her head. She continued kissing as Deekshitha's panties covered her face. I went back and slapped Deekshitha's ass some more.
"Okay, Dikshi," I said, mounting the scooter.
"Yes, sir," she said, starting the engine. I held her waist as we drove back to her apartment.
"Do you want me to hold your breasts, sir?" she asked.
"Are you sure?" I asked, already reaching for her breasts.
"Yes, please, go ahead," she answered, getting on the scooter.
"I'll be here the entire way," I said, squeezing her breasts.
"Thanks, sir," she said. I continued massaging her breasts and pinching her erect nipples as we drove back to her apartment. The crop top was irritating, so I reached for her top and pulled it off. Her large, soft breasts were now fully exposed to the wind.
"This is much better," Dikshi complimented, feeling the wind on her bare chest. "Thanks. I hated my crop top. It was too tight."
"No worries," I said, squeezing her tits together.
"Sir, there's something I'd like to ask," Dikshi said.
"Ask away," I replied, biting her earlobe.
"Have you ever dated a nineteen-year-old girl before?" she inquired.
"Of course," I replied, pinching her nipples.
"Thank you so much," she said, relieved. "But how can I help you, exactly?"
"Interesting," I replied, kissing her ear.
"I heard about your situation with the twins," Dikshitha continued.
"I did?"
"Yes, the twins told me. I was going to help, but you were already coming."
"Thank you so much," I said, squeezing her breasts together.
"So, sir," Dikshitha asked. "Do you enjoy experimenting with men and women?"
"Of course," I replied, kissing her ear.
"Well, my boyfriend and I have been having problems," Dikshitha revealed.
"What kind of problems?"
"He's just not very... passionate with me. I need someone who can really satisfy me."
"I see," I replied, kissing her earlobe. "I'd be more than happy to help."
"Listen, it's straightforward," I said, nibbling her earlobe. "You require someone to have sex with you. Someone who knows how to fulfill a woman's desires, and give pleasure. You're a stunning, horny, and sensual young lady, and you need to have proper, regular sex. And this fresh boyfriend of yours isn't delivering what you require."
"You're correct," Dikshi answered, nodding. "He's such a jerk. He constantly argues with me. He insists I should not meet other men, and that I shouldn't dress like this. But, who am I? A slut. I like dressing like a prostitute. What's his issue? He believes he's some type of stud, when in reality, he's simply a pathetic failure."
"Yes, you're a slut," I said, pinching her breasts. "And a slut deserves regular sex. Your new boyfriend is an asshole. You shouldn't be with him."
I sucked on her earlobe. I kept my left hand on her breasts, but shifted my right one to her vagina.
"Mmm, you're right, friend," she said, as I slipped a finger inside her vagina and began sliding it in and out. "I genuinely must break up with him. But, I can't."
"Why can't you?" I inquired, moving my finger in and out more rapidly.
"Since he's... ooh... the sole guy I've ever loved," she replied.
"Your first affection?" I inquired, and placed a second finger within her.
"Yes, friend," she answered, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the pleasure with no issue. "And he's the only partner I've ever had. I'm unsure if I can move on, friend."
"That is challenging," I said, fucking her with my two fingers, and massaging her right breast with my other hand.
"Yes," she said, and emitted a moan.
"Don't fret," I whispered into her ear, licking it. "I'll help you end your relationship."
"Thank you, friend," she said, moaning.
"Are you studying, or..." I asked her, fingering her.
"Yes, I am," she said. "I also work at a strip club part-time."
"Cool, that's awesome," I said, pinching her nipples. "So, is working at a strip club fundamentally different from working at any other location?"
"In truth, there isn't much of a difference," she said. "It's still the same. Men utilize me when they want, where they want, and so on. The only variation is that I now get paid for it."
"So, what prompted you to work at a strip club?"
"I'm not certain," she said, filled with delight. "I assume I'm simply a slut, and I like being used."
"Yes, you are," I replied, inserting a third finger.
"But, it's quite demanding, friend," she said, as I quickened my fingers. "I must take care of the girls, my boyfriend, my studies, my work... I'm not receiving any sleep these days."
"That's a shame," I said, fingering her even faster. "Is there anything I can do to assist?"
"Well, pal," she replied, attempting to not let out a moan. "I'm unsure, sir, but your presence here alone is such a significant release for me. You make me feel so safe and comfortable, and I know that regardless of what transpires, everything will be fine."
"Of course," I said, fingering her and her mouth. "Alright, now, what if, hypothetically, you wished to separate from your boyfriend? How would you go about it?"
"Well, you mentioned that he doesn't favor me having sex with other men, correct?" I inquired, taking my fingers from her dripping wet pussy to her mouth.
"Yes, friend," she replied, and opened her mouth wide. She started sucking on her pussy juices from my fingers.
"So, let's simply give him what he hates," I said, fingering her and her mouth. "Let's fuck you in front of him. You can tell him you met a new guy who can properly treat you."
"Oh my god, yes, buddy," she moaned, sucking on my fingers. "That's a remarkable plan. You're an angel, buddy."
"It's not a big deal," I said, pulling my fingers out of her pussy. "By the way, can you pull over for a second?"
"Of course, buddy," she said, and stopped her scooter beside the road.
"I simply need to use the restroom," I said, and stood on the road, facing her.
"Certainly, buddy," she said, and watched me undo my trousers and underwear. My dick sprang out and swung in the air.
"You don't mind, do you?" I asked her.
"Not at all, buddy," she said, gazing at my dick. [End of paraphrased text.]
"Cool," I responded, directing the tip of my penis towards her, and began to pee. At first, the stream hit her feet, completely soaking them. However, I adjusted and aimed higher, now peeing on her thighs. She remained unbothered and continued to text on her phone.
I adjusted my aim slightly, and started peeing on her stomach. After her belly became wet, I shifted my focus towards her palms, wetting her device.
"Oops," she laughed and dropped her phone on the ground.
"No problem," I told her, aiming towards her breasts. My urine flowed over her bare chest and into the crevices. "I'll grab your phone," I offered, but continued to pee on her. I had quite a surplus of urine that day and had no intention of stopping.
"Sure thing," Dikshi responded with a smile.
"Do you mind helping me with something?"
Dikshi nodded and kneeled in front of me. I first covered her face and head with urine before targeting her lips. When her mouth filled up, she opened it, and I let it in. She drank everything without any drop escaping even as her mouth continued to fill.
"Wow, you're really thirsty, aren't you?"
She nodded, still sucking on my cock while fingering herself.
After I had finished, she drank the last drops and looked up at me while returning a warm smile.
"I was so thirsty," she said, getting up, then retrieved her phone.
"That's okay," I responded, tucking my penis back in my pants and fastening them up. "I brought back your phone."
"Thank you so much, sir," she said, receiving her device."
"What were you texting? Your boyfriend?"
"Yes," Dikshi replied, returning to her scooter. "He was questioning your lateness."
"Don't worry," I said, wrapping my hands around her breasts and tightly squeezing them."
"We'll make sure he has a good reason," she replied and started the engine.
For approximately ten more minutes, Dikshita rode the scooter with me groping her backside. We arrived at a large apartment building.
"This is my place," Dikshita explained, parking the scooter."
"Nice," I answered, keeping a firm grip on her breasts.
"Would you mind stepping off the scooter?" she inquired.
"Right," I said, jumping off the scooter. She also dismounted and we made our way towards the elevator. I continued spanking her buttocks as she walked in front of me.
As we entered the elevator and pushed the thirteenth floor button, she tried to ask me a question.
"So, how far is your-" she began. I pushed her up against the wall, locked my lips with hers, and began to explore her mouth. With one hand, I squeezed her cleavage,while the other ventured towards her breast. She remained passive and didn't resist, letting me do what I wanted. Eventually, the elevator stopped and we exited.
"So, how far is your house from the school?" Dikshita finished asking.
"Not too far. I usually visit the twins there and then leave," I replied.
"That's sweet of you," she remarked, smiling sadly."
"And we're here. Your husband is inside," I added.
"I was thinking..." I said, approaching her door. " How about I fuck you as you enter the house? That way he'll know you'll fuck whoever you want, and he can't stop you."
"That's a brilliant idea, sir," Dikshita said, lifting her skirt up, revealing her tiny panties.
I came out of my pants and inserted my penis into her anus. She gasped a bit then took a deep breath.
"Go ahead and open the door," I ordered, smacking her ass.
"Okay, sir," she said, reaching for the door handle."
Also, "One more thing," I added.
"Yes, sir?"
"You can be the slut you want to be."
She grinned, pulled open the door, and walked into the house. We entered a spacious living room, complete with two couches, a small coffee table, a gigantic TV on the wall, and a glass dining table with three chairs. The kitchen was visible from our location.
"Hey!" A voice echoed from the opposite corner, it was the bedroom area. I glanced in that direction and spotted a tall man standing there. He was around 6'2", had a grey t-shirt and black track pants on, but was barefoot and sockless. The man seemed thin and bald, sporting a beard. He was good-looking, but appeared serious.
"Hi sweetie!" Dikshi responded without halting the act she was engaged in.
"What's kept you so long?" The guy inquired. "You were aware I've been waiting, weren't you?"
"Yeah..." Dikshi answered hesitantly.
"And who might this be?" The guy asked, indicating towards me.
"This is sir," she replied.
"Sir, huh!", he murmured and took his time examining me from top to bottom.
"Yes," Dikshi further confirmed and let out a moan.
"Exactly what are you doing with him?" The guy questioned, his tone overflowing with anger.
"Nothing!" Dikshi fibbed instantly.
"When you say 'nothing', do you mean he isn't inside you?", he tiresomely asked.
"Yes, nothing!" Dikshi lied again while I fucked her from behind.
"Such a blatant lie! He's fucking you, isn't he?"
"And so what if he is?" Deekshitha angrily responded. "I'm an independent woman and I can do as I please."
"Dikshi, remember our agreement?"
"I'm not a piece of property!" Dikshi firmly stated.
"Dikshi, cease that tone! And do not ever call me 'Dikshi' again."
"Don't hit me!" Dikshi demanded as her hand made contact with his cheek. "Bear in mind that you'll regret this."
"No, we must discuss the situation." Arjun pointed out, pulling down his track pants.
"Don't tell me what to do!" Dikshi yelled, backing away. As she retreated, I had to walk towards her to avoid falling.
"No, let's settle this now, I said."
Arjun marched in her direction, seizing Dikshi's head and forcing it downwards. Now, she was bent over with her large breasts hanging, and I was penetrating her anus from behind.
"Let's talk!" Arjun voiced, progressing towards Dikshi. He pressed his dick to her mouth, but she did not open it.
"I'm not discussing anything with you!" Dikshi exclaimed, her eyes still closed as she felt the slaps from Arjun's dick.
"Alright then," Arjun said, "I'll talk.", and he struck her face with his dick again.
"I won't talk to you!", Dikshi replied, finally opening her eyes to observe the cock inches from her face. His dick felt large and veiny, along with his hairy, heavy balls.
"Are you stating that you no longer love me?" Arjun inquired.
"Yes", she answered, nodding. "I've moved on."
"Since when!?" Arjun responded sharply.
"Just today," Dikshi answered, blushing.
"And you're already fucking this stranger?"
"Well, kind of", she admitted, after enduring another lashtailing motion of Arjun's dick.
"Arjun, let me be", Dikshi requested. "I require sexual satisfaction, you know? And you can't answer that.", she said defensively.
"Who was this guy?"
"Ah, listen", I stammered.
"Enough! Don't mention him.", Arjun retorted. "Now, understand this. There will be no one, and I repeat no one, screwing my girlfriend other than me."
"Oh, is that what you assume?" Dikshi expressed. "Well, I'm a whore and have my own needs."
"And what are these needs?"
"Well, I want consistent sex, and not be abandoned. That's a whore's need.", Dikshi explained while still feeling my dick inside her anus.
"And you", Arjun gestured towards me. "I've never seen you before and how did you connect with my girlfriend?"
"Uh, it's a long story...", I attempted to articulate.
"That's enough!" Arjun instructed. "The gist of it is, no one, no one can fuck my girlfriend besides me."
"Dikshi," Arjun said. "Do you know how frequently I have sex with you? Once or twice a year maybe," Arjun stated, still smacking his cock on her, rubbing it a bit on her cheeks. "Is that not enough for you?"
"What the shit? Of course not!" Dikshi retorted. "I can't believe you. I'm not talking to you."
"Alright then," Arjun said, and pushed his cock onto Dikshi's lips. She hesitated initially, but eventually relented and opened her mouth, and Arjun shoved his cock into it.
"I'll talk," Arjun said, and commenced throttling his dick in and out of Dikshi's mouth. "You'll listen. Agree?"
Dikshi nodded as she sucked her boyfriend's cock.
"So, Dikshi, I don't fancy you getting intimate with other men," Arjun said, gradually moving his cock inside her mouth. "That's the way relationships function. Right, sir?"
"Uh," I replied, still rutting in and out of her anus.
"That's why I can't permit you to have sex with anyone else," Arjun persisted.
"I meant-" Dikshi attempted to utter something, but Arjun interrupted her by analingus.
"I knew you'd grasp it, Arjun. I'm a quite understanding individual. Sir, your thoughts?"
"Uh..." I replied, still uncertain of the situation.
"So, Dikshi, let me make this explicit. You can't be with other men. I'll satisfy your sexual urges, okay? I'm the sole person you can have sex with. Got it?"
"Hmmph," Dikshi attempted to oppose, but was disrupted by Arjun's cock once again in her mouth.
"We're together, Dikshi," Arjun said. "Your body belongs to me. You don't have the authority to have sex with anyone except me."
"Hmmph," Dikshi tried to argue, but was interrupted by Arjun's cock in her mouth again.
"If you're going to be a slut, I should be the only client."
"Hmmph," Dikshi said, still sucking. Arjun then plaited her hair, which had fallen onto her face. He crafted two plaits on the sides of her head, then tugged her head with her hair, face-fucking her harder.
"Sir, can I ask you a question?" Arjun inquired of me.
"Certainly," I responded, and continued thrusting into her anus.
"Do you think a girl should fuck other guys?" Arjun inquired of me, still holding her head.
"I-uh," I stuttered, unsure what to say.
"Go on," Arjun instructed, pressing his dick all the way in Dikshi's throat and holding it there.
"I don't know, I-I suppose I feel girls should fuck whomever they desire," I replied.
"Haha, that's the appropriate answer," Arjun stated, and continued holding Dikshi's head and face-fucking her. She attempted to break free but was foiled by Arjun's stamina. I observed Dikshi; Arjun's cock was in her mouth, and her gigantic mammaries were jiggling around as she was receiving a detentive blowjob.
When out of the blue, the door creaked open, and two young women entered the room.
"Hi, Dikshi," Riya greeted cheerfully but then scrunched her nose. "Hi, Arjun."
"Hello," Priya added.
"Hello, girls," Arjun greeted, without breaking his rhythm.
Riya and Priya were mostly undressed, clad merely in their backpacks. Riya wore just one sock on her left foot. Priya had Dikshi's panties covering her face and her left sock and left shoe on, but was barefoot on her right foot. Besides this, Priya also had her left sock and left shoe on.
"Oh my god," Riya said, repulsed. "Stop it, Arjun, leave her alone." [
Riya tossed her schoolbag onto the floor, made her way towards us, and went underneath Dikshi. She began to orally indulge in Dikshi's protruding breasts.
"Why should I?" Arjun questioned, still gripping Dikshi's hair tightly.
"Because she's our sister," Priya responded, dropping her own bag next to the one Riya discarded.
"Exactly - because she's your sister," Arjun remarked, thrusting his penis deep into Dikshi's mouth. She struggled to breathe due to his forceful entry.
"But, she doesn't like it," Riya observed, focusing on Dikshi's sensitive nipples with her mouth. Meanwhile, Priya joined in and engaged in the same behavior with Riya's breasts.
I was uncertain as to what to do during these bizarre events, so I discreetly extracted my penis from Dikshi's anus and tucked it away in my trousers.
"Dikshi doesn't comprehend what's good for her," Arjun insisted, pulling out his erect member and slapping Dikshi's face with it.
"No, you don't understand what's good for her," Riya countered, hanging onto Arjun from behind and removing his tracksuit pants entirely. She then buried her face in his backside. Simultaneously, Priya knelt down and continued slurping on Dikshi's dripping wet vaginal area. I readjusted my clothing and made a silent exit, opening the door and stepping outside.
I went downstairs and slipped the key into Dikshi's scooter. I had previously taken the scooter when she wasn't watching.
"Excuse me, sir," said a voice behind me. It was Priya, still adorning the same disrobed attire - the only thing covering her modesty was her left sock and left shoe. However, she was barefoot on the other foot. Dikshi's panties hid half of her face.
"I was just borrowing it for a while," I explained. "I'm not stealing it."
"Not that, sir," Priya clarified, kneeling down at our original location. "You couldn't finish. I'm here to assist."
"Ah, that's sweet of you," I remarked, stepping away from the scooter. I took out my penis and offered it to her.
"You're so attractive, Priya," I praised, jerking off in front of her. Her face was still damp from licking Dikshi's pussy, and the odor of her sex lingered.
"You're so gorgeous, Priya," I continued, speeding up my hand movements. "A beautiful slut."
"Thank you, sir," she acknowledged, gazing up at me through the gap in her panty-covered face.
"You're such a good, slutty whore," I complimented, cumming all over her cheeks. Cum splattered across her forehead and mouth.
"Mmm, tasty." Priya declared, licking her lips as she relished the taste of my semen.
"You're extraordinary," I said, tucking my penis into my hair.
"Anything for you, sir," she responded, rising from her position.
"I'll walk back," I decided, burying the key deep inside her pussy. "Your sister will likely want her vehicle back."
"Are you certain, sir?" Priya inquired.
"Yes, I am." I replied. "And, maybe your sister will appreciate what I've done and end her relationship with Arjun." I probed the key further into her vagina.
"Thanks for helping, sir," Priya said, smiling. "Stay safe on your journey home!"
"I will." I promised, and pushed the key farther into her vagina. I walked away, admiring her derriere as she disappeared, then turned back and began my return journey.
It felt great to help her in some manner. The situation was undeniably challenging. However, I managed to be there for Dikshi and stand up for her. Perhaps, Dikshi will recognize my splendid character and become infatuated with me as a result.
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