Chapters tagged schoolgirl

A college-going boy who's aware of their powers. by QwertyuiopLito

Chapter 2

(All characters in this branch are college-age, i.e. 18+, i.e. the LEGAL AGE OF CONSENT) I was riding back home from college, when I saw two school girls in uniform walking on the footpath. One of the girls was wearing her school uniform skirt. "Ever-so-sexy", I thought to mysel...

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Taking the other sister. by QwertyuiopLito

Chapter 3

The following day, I was riding back home again when I saw Priya waiting at a bus stop, alone. "Good morning, sir," she greeted me. "Hi, Priya," I greeted back. "Where's Riya?" "She's sick today, sir," Priya replied. "She caught a cold. So she couldn't come to school." "Oh, t...

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The very next day. Try out their friend! by QwertyuiopLito

Chapter 4

The next day, I took the bus, knowing that I'd have to stop riding my bike to use the girls. I boarded the right buses and planned my timings in such a way that the bus would reach the girls' stop whenever they were done with school. With my powers, I didn't need to attend classe...

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The Sexy Schoolgirl, Dikshi by QwertyuiopLito

Chapter 5

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...

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To teach that jackass a lesson. by QwertyuiopLito

Chapter 6

After about ten more minutes of Deekshitha riding and me groping her boobs and squeezing her nipples, we reached a large apartment. "So, this is my place," Dikshi said, parking the scooter. "Nice," I replied, grabbing her tits together and pushing them up and down, not getting...

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Once upon a time... at school. by QwertyuiopLito

Chapter 14

The cool morning air felt surprisingly refreshing against my damp uniform, though a faint, lingering scent of urine clung to me. My backpack felt heavier than usual, a soggy lump where my meticulously crafted report once resided, now just a pulpy, peed-on mess. I probably wouldn'...

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