The Sexy Schoolgirl, Dikshi

The next day, I took a taxi to the bus stop, as I couldn't find a bus. But once I reached, I found the twins crying.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Hi, sir" Priya said to me, sadly.

"Priya, I can't do this," Riya said, crying. "It's not fair!"

"I know," Priya replied, patting her back. "I know."

"What's not fair?" I asked them.

"Sir, our elder sister..." Priya said, trying to speak.

"What happened?" I asked them.

"She got a new boyfriend," Riya said, sobbing. "He's a bad man, sir."

"But he's a rich guy," Priya said. "He's got a great cock, he gives good sex as well... but..."

"He's really abusive," Riya said. "She's been hurt by him a lot. I just don't know what to do. She's a very strong girl, and we don't know how to help her."

"I'm sorry to hear that," I said, putting a hand on Riya's breast, consoling her. "If you want, I can talk to her. I might be able to help."

"Thank you, sir," Priya said, standing up and hugging me. "I don't know what we'd do without you."

"Don't worry," I said, lifting her skirt and squeezing her ass. "I'll always be here to help."

"Thanks, sir," Riya said, as her sobs reduced. I smacked Priya's buttcheek as she continued hugging me.

"So, where's your sister now?" I asked the twins. Priya stopped hugging me and went down on her knees.

"At home," Riya replied. "The buses are on a strike today, so we called up our sister to see if she could pick us up. We could hear her boyfriend scolding her in the background, and we could hear the way shewas hiding her tears..." Riya starts to sob. "That's why I broke down..."

"You did the right thing telling me," I said, grabbing Riya's hand and making her get up, and kissed her on the lips. Priya had now already taken my cock out of my zipper and started sucking it. I brought my tongue out and Riya started to suck it as she sobbed. I held her tits over her school shirt and squeezed them.

"We just wanted to go home," Riya said, taking a break from the kiss and started crying. "We've been waiting for an hour."

"Shh, don't cry," I told her, putting my finger inside her mouth. She sucked on it, and calmed down.

"Sir, do you think you can help our sister?" Priya asked me as she took my cock out and started licking my balls.

"Yes, definitely," I said, adding another finger inside Riya's mouth. "What's your sister's name, by the way?"

"Deekshitha," Riya said, muffled.

"That's a different name," I said, putting a third finger into Riya's mouth. "Why is it so different than both of yours?"

"Well," Priya said, sucking my ballsack. "Our parents weren't expecting two more girls after her. So they named her Deekshitha first, and then along came us twins a few years later."

"Aww," I said, squeezing Riya's breasts with one hand and putting a fourth finger into Riya's mouth with my other hand. "You both are the cutest, most fuckable twins I've ever seen. You are my perfect little sluts."

Riya smiled with her fingers in her mouth and giggled, while Priya started kissing my penis.

"And I'm sure your sister will be too," I said, looking at Riya. "I bet she has the same big tits as you do. Am I right?"

"Bigger, sir," Riya replied, muffled.

"Good," I said, adding my thumb as well; Riya was sucking all five of my fingers very well as she still teared up a little bit. "Now, show me your titties, my pretty princesses."

Priya continued sucking but started to unbutton her shirt. Riya also did the same as she sucked on my fingers, and unbuttoned her shirt too. Her large, heavy tits swung out even though she was still wearing her bra. I cupped her breasts with my unoccupied hand. Priya also took her shirt off. Both of them handed over their shirts to me, and I threw it on the road. Vehicles casually went over them as the twins kept undressing for me.

"That's my good sluts," I said, patting their heads with my hands.

"Mmm," the twins moaned as they licked and sucked me. Riya then put her hands behind her back and started to unhook her bra. Once she did so, her tits came flinging out. I grabbed her boobs and started to massage them. She moaned in response and gave the bra to me. I threw it over my backpack. I then looked over at Priya to ask why she didn't give me her bra yet, only to see that she wasn't wearing a bra in the first place. She was already standing up, bent over and still sucking on my cock. She unbuckled and pulled her skirt down as she continued standing and sucking on my cock. She handed her skirt over to me, which I threw on the road and she then started to pull her panties down. She was the first one naked and threw her panties on top of my bag. She knew what to do already, and went back down on her knees and continued sucking as usual.

"Wow, Priya," I said to her, looking at her beautiful, naked body. She still wore her school socks and shoes, which made it even sexier. "I never would have guessed that you didn't wear any bra today."

"Well, that's because I'm always ready for you," she said, winking and sucking my cock.

"That's very thoughtful," I replied.

"I'm here, girls!" A voice came from behind me. I looked back and saw a girl on a scooter, around 5'8", and she looked almost like a carbon copy of the twins.

"Hey sis!" the girls said, muflled, as they didn't stop sucking my cock and my fingers.

Deekshitha wore a dark blue, sleeveless crop top that was tight and had a v-shaped neckline that exposed her massive cleavage. Her breasts were large indeed, stretching out the crop top to its extent. The tight crop top was somehow struggling and keeping her breasts in place. You could see the way the fat from her tits were pressing against the side of the crop top, making it look like the fabric was about to tear. She hadn't worn a bra, and her nipples were hard and prominently sticking out through the thin fabric of the top. The crop top also ended a little above her belly button, which was also very much visible. Her stomach looked flat and smooth, and her navel was cute and sexy. She wore a very short black skirt that was barely reaching even halfway down her thighs. The skirt was too short to cover her ass, so it was fully exposed from the back. Her buttcheeks were large and bouncy, and the skirt was riding up her butt as she stood in position. Her ass cheeks were large and hanging out of the skirt. She did wear panties though, as they were easily noticable from the length of the skirt. From the groin area, I could see that she was wearing a white panty with a little red heart in the middle of the crotch. She was also for some reason barefoot, as she wore no shoes or socks. Her face was a little mature compared to the twins. It was beautiful, though. She had her hair tied up in a bun and wore a little light pink lipstick. Her face was glowing, and she wore little penis-shaped earrings.

"Sorry girls, my boyfriend was being a jerk and I had to get out of his apartment," Deekshitha said, getting off her scooter and walking towards us. As she did so, her breasts jiggled and wobbled so much that her crop top jiggled along with it, only moments away from tearing and letting her breasts spill out. I also noticed that she wore a pendant that had a large, golden penis on it. I could only see it from a certain angle as it was jammed between her huge breasts, but it was a good sight. She also wore a large, black choker around her neck.

"Hi there," Deekshitha said, reaching out her hand to me. "I don't think we've met."

I stared at the flawlessness of her arm as she extended it. Her skin was shining in the sun and her bicep was toned and well built.

"Hello," I said, pulling the fingers Riya had been sucking out of her mouth and into her sister's hand.

"Ooh, sweaty hands, huh?" Deekshitha giggled, shaking my hand.

"Yea," I said, not knowing what to say.

"My name is Deekshitha," she said, smiling. "You are?"

"Um, I'm..."

"This is sir!" Riya interrupted, with her saliva still covering her lips and around her mouth. She didn't bother wiping it.

"Sir, huh?" Deekshitha said, letting go off my hand.

"Yea," Priya added, taking a break from sucking. "He's the best ever." And continued sucking my shaft.

"Wow, looks like these girls are enjoying you, sir," Deekshitha said. "Thank you for taking care of them. I'll take it from here."

"Oh no, I couldn't let such lovely princesses go away," I said, grabbing Priya's head and moving her off my penis and onto Deekshitha's crotch. Priya started to lick Deekshitha's pussy over her panties, right on the heart print. "Please, stay and join in."

"I'd love to, sir," Deekshitha said, holding her sister's head. "But I really have to go home. These two need to study."

"How about this," I said. "I'll sit with you on your scooter, and you can ride back home. The girls can walk home."

"That sounds great, sir!" Deekshitha said. "You're so smart, I didn't think of that."

"Of course," I said, winking.

"So, I guess I'll see you guys at home?" Deekshitha said to the twins, one on her knees licking Deekshitha's panties, and the other already getting fucked doggy style by a stranger.

"Sure," Riya replied, getting her ass banged. "Have fun!"

"You two are so sweet," Deekshitha said, turning around to get the spare helmet and bending over in front of me, exposing her large ass to me. Her skirt was rising up as her ass was pushed out. I couldn't resist it and smacked her buttcheeks. She didn't protest, and let me keep hitting her ass. Priya didn't know what to do, so she just got on her feet and walked over to Riya. She stood in front of her and started to french kiss her as Riya got pounded from behind. They held each other's boobs as they kissed

"Hey, how about you take your panties off," I said to her, slapping her ass.

"Ok, sir," she said, pulling her panties down and handing it over to me. I took her panties, had a big sniff, and walked over to Priya. I stretched out the panties and made Priya wear it over her head. She continued kissing as Deekshitha's panties covered her face. I went back and smacked Deekshitha's ass some more.

"Alright sir," Deekshitha said, putting the helmet on her head.

"Yes, Deekshitha," I said.

"Please," she said, sitting on the scooter, turning the engine on. "Call me Dikshi."

"Will do," I said, looking at her butt hanging out of the skirt. Her ass was now totally naked. I went ahead and sat behind her, holding her waist.

"You can hold my tits, sir," she said. "It should give you better balance."

"Are you sure?" I asked her, already reaching for her chest.

"Yes, please, go ahead," she said, starting to drive. I placed my hands inside her top and groped her bare, huge, soft breasts and started playing with them. She was right, it was indeed a better balance. Her tits were so soft and huge, and her nipples were so erect.

"So, where's your apartment?" I asked her, squeezing her breasts.

"It's a little far, sir," she said.

"Don't worry," I replied, pushing her breasts together. "I'll be there all the way."

"Thank you, sir," she replied. I kept massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples as we drove back to her apartment. The crop top was getting annoying, so I put my hands on her top and tore the fabric off. Her boobs now spilled out and hung free.

"Wow, that's so much better," Dikshi said, feeling the wind blowing on her bare breasts. "Thank you, my crop top was a little too tight."

"Of course," I said, squeezing her tits together.

"So, sir," she said. "Have you had a lot of experience?"

"You mean, with girls?"

"Yes," she replied, giggling. "What else would I be asking?"

"Well," I said, pinching her nipples. "I would say a lot. What about you?"

"Well, I have a lot of experience," she said. "But my sisters, not as much. And I'm glad they found a man who is so experienced."

"Haha," I replied, kissing her ear.

"Sir, I have a question," Dikshi said.

"Ask away," I replied, licking her ear.

"Would you consider dating a 19 year old girl?" she asked me.

"Of course," I replied, biting her ear and pinching her nipples.

"Oh, that's so great," she replied, relieved.

"Why do you ask?"

"Well," she said, driving. "I've got a new boyfriend recently. But I'm not so sure if I should continue being with him."

"I heard."

"You did?"

"The twins told me. I was gonna offer to help, but you were already coming," I said, squeezing her boobs together.

"Thank you so much," she replied. "But how would you help exactly?"

"Well, it's simple," I said, nibbling her earlobe. "You need someone to have sex with you. Someone who knows how to satisfy a woman, and how to give pleasure. You're a beautiful, horny and sexy young girl, and you need to have good, regular sex. And this new boyfriend of yours is not giving you what you need."

"You're right," Dikshi replied, nodding. "He's such a jerk. He always fights with me. He says he doesn't want me to meet other men, and that I shouldn't wear clothes like this. But, that's just what I am. A slut. I like dressing like a whore. What's his problem? He thinks he's some sort of a stud, when in reality he's just a pathetic loser."

"Yes, you're a slut," I said, pulling her boobs. "And a slut needs to have regular sex. Your new boyfriend is a dick. You should only date men, guys who have cocks. Real men."

I sucked on her earlobe. I continued squeezing her boobs with my left hand, but moved my right hand down to her vagina.

"Mmm, you're right, sir," she said, as I inserted a finger inside her vagina and started moving it in and out. "I really should break up with him. But, I can't."

"Why is that?" I asked her, moving my finger in and out of her vagina faster.

"Because, he's... ooh... the only guy I've ever loved," she replied.

"Your first crush?" I asked, and added a second finger.

"Yes, sir," she replied, her eyes closed as she enjoyed the pleasure nonchalantly. "And now he's the only boyfriend I've ever had. I don't know if I can move on, sir."

"That's tough," I said, fucking her with my two fingers, and massaging her left breast with my other hand.

"Yeah," she said, and let out a moan.

"Don't worry," I whispered into her ear, licking it. "I'll help you break up with him."

"Thank you, sir," she said, moaning.

"So, are you studying, or..." I asked her, fingering her.

"I am," she said. "And I work at a strip club part-time."

"That's very cool," I said, pinching her nipples. "So, is working at a strip club any different from working at a normal place?"

"Not really," she said. "It's pretty much the same. Men use me whenever, wherever, etc. It's just that I get paid for it this time."

"So, what made you wanna work at a strip club?"

"I don't know," she said, her voice filled with pleasure. "I guess, I'm just a slut, and I like getting used."

"Yes, you are," I replied, and stuck a third finger inside her.

"But, it's really tiring, sir," she said, as I sped up my fingers. "I have to take care of the girls, my boyfriend, my studies, my job... I'm not getting any sleep these days."

"Aww, that's terrible," I replied, fingering her even faster. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Well, sir," she replied, trying not to let out a moan. "I'm not sure sir, but your presence here itself is such a big relief to me. You make me feel so safe and comfortable, and I just know that whatever happens, everything will be fine."

"Of course," I replied, fucking her with my three fingers, and slapping her tits with my other hand.

"But," she said, moaning a little bit. "Sir, I have a question. If, hypothetically, I wanted to break up with my boyfriend, how would I go about doing that?"

"Well, you said that he doesn't like you fucking other men, right?" I asked, bringing my fingers from her wet pussy to her mouth.

"Yes, sir," she replied, and opened her mouth wide. She started sucking on her own pussy juices from my fingers.

"So, we should just give him what he hates," I said, fingering her and her mouth. "Let me fuck you in front of him. You can tell him you met a new guy who is experienced and can treat you the way you deserve to be treated."

"Oh god, yes sir," she moaned, sucking on my fingers "That sounds like a perfect plan. You're a godsend, sir."

"It's not a problem," I replied, and pulled my fingers out of her pussy. "Mind if you could pull over for a second?"

"Sure thing, sir," she said, and stopped her scooter next to the pavement.

"I just need to take a leak," I told her, and stood on the pavement, facing her.

"Of course, sir," she said, and watched me unbuckle and drop my pants and underwear. My cock sprang up and dangled in the air.

"You don't mind, do you?" I asked her.

"Not at all, sir," she replied, staring at my cock.

"Great," I said, and pointed the tip of my cock towards her, and started peeing. The stream initially went to her feet, drenching them, but I gradually pointed my cock upwards, and peed on her thighs. She didn't mind at all, and was already on her phone, texting someone. I moved my aim a little, and started pissing on her stomach. After her belly got wet, I travelled a little higher toward her palms, wetting her phone.

"Oops," she giggled, and dropped her phone on the pavement.

"No worries," I told her, and aimed towards her tits. My stream splashed on her bare breasts, and flowed through the crevices. "I'll get your phone," I said, but continued peeing on her. I was storing up quite a bit of urine today, and was not planning to stop.

"Sure sir, thanks!" Dikshi replied, smiling.

"Could you help me out a bit?"

Dikshi nodded and knelt down before me. I first peed all over her face and her head, making sure she was drenched. I then moved onto her lips, which is when she opened her mouth, and I let it fill up. She drank it all up as her mouth kept filling, not letting a drop spill out.

"Wow, you're really thirsty, aren't you?"

She nodded, and continued gulping the golden nectar. She started to play with her clit, and fingered herself, as she swallowed all the pee I had to offer. Once I was finally done, she finished the last few drops and looked up at me, smiling.

"I was so thirsty," she said, getting up. "Thanks for relieving me, sir."

"Anytime," I replied, putting my penis back inside my pants and buckling up. "Here, I've got your phone."

"Thank you so much, sir," she said, taking her phone. She opened it, and checked the messages.

"Who were you texting, if I may ask?" I asked her.

"Him," she said, locking her phone and keeping it in her purse.

"Your boyfriend?"

"Yeah," she said, getting on the cooter and starting the engine. "Asking me why I'm late."

"Don't worry," I said, sitting behind her and grabbing her tits. "We'll make sure he has a reason."

"Hehe, yes sir," she replied, giggling, and started to drive again.

"Where do you wanna go, sir?".

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Author's Note: Please lemme know in the comments as and when you discover any grammatical/spelling mistakes. Your support is much appreciated!