"This is actually a perfect opportunity for you." Priya is organizing rehearsals for the tenth-class farewell party with the kids. You can use that—pull some tricks."
"What kind of tricks?"
She playfully slapped him on the head. "If I have to explain everything, when are you going to use your own brain?"
"When I get a break from thinking about my cock," Arahan shot back with a smirk, then suddenly lunged forward, pulling her onto him in one swift move.
"Ah!" Naziya let out a surprised gasp, landing on his chest.
"You're already making sounds—save some for later," Arahan murmured, his voice low and hungry as he rolled them over, pinning her beneath him.
His hands moved quickly, tugging at the knot of her choli, loosening the fabric until it fell open, exposing her bare breasts—full, heaving, nipples already hardening in the cool air.
Naziya's breath hitched, but she didn't push him away. Instead, she arched into his touch, her hands sliding under his shirt to pull it off. "You're impossible," she whispered, but her voice was thick with desire.
Arahan kissed her deeply, tongues tangling as his fingers traced down her body. He untied the skirt's knot with one hand, sliding it off along with her panties in a single motion.
She was already wet, her body responding to him like it always did. He positioned himself between her legs, rubbing his hard length against her entrance teasingly.
"Please… Arahan," she breathed, hips lifting toward him.
He thrust in slowly at first, filling her inch by inch, savoring the tight heat wrapping around him. Naziya moaned, her nails digging into his back as he began to move—deep, steady strokes that made her gasp with each push. He gripped her hips, pulling her closer, their bodies slapping together in rhythm.
"Harder… make me feel it," she pleaded, legs wrapping around his waist.
Arahan obliged, pounding into her faster, the bed creaking under them. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, and he leaned down to take one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard while his hand pinched the other.
Naziya's cries grew louder, her walls clenching around him as she neared the edge.
"I'm… I'm coming," she gasped, body arching as her orgasm hit—waves of pleasure crashing through her, milking him tightly.
Arahan followed seconds later, thrusting deep one final time and releasing inside her with a low groan, filling her completely.
They collapsed together, sweaty and breathless, her head on his chest as they caught their breath.
"You always know how to distract me," he murmured, kissing her forehead.
Naziya smiled weakly. "Good. Now focus on the plan."
"Priya is in charge of the tenth-class farewell party rehearsals. That means she's spending extra time after school with the Class 10 students—dance practice, song selection, decorations, all that drama stuff. She's obsessed with dance. Like, seriously. She's the one who always pushes for group performances, Bollywood numbers, everything perfect."
Arahan sat up straighter. "So?"
"So you use that," Naziya said, tapping her temple. "You're in tenth, right? Join the farewell committee. Volunteer to help with the dance rehearsals. Say you want to learn some steps or help with the music or whatever excuse works. Priya will be thrilled—another boy participating is rare. She'll welcome you with open arms."
Arahan raised an eyebrow. "And then?"
"Then you get close. Slowly. Don't rush like you usually do." She gave him a pointed look. "Talk to her during breaks. Compliment her choreography. Ask her for help with a step. Make her laugh. She's single, no boyfriend, lives with Vinay and their parents. She's sweet, a little shy outside the dance floor, but once she trusts you… she melts fast."
Naziya leaned forward, voice dropping even lower. "Your first step will be, After one rehearsal, offer to walk her home if it's late. Vinay usually leaves early—he has some coaching classes. That's your window."
"Then the second step, on the way, talk about dance, music, anything harmless. Make her feel comfortable."
"Next day, bring her something small—water bottle, snacks, say you noticed she forgets to eat during practice. Small gestures win her over."
"During the next rehearsal, ask her to teach you a partner step. Physical contact. Hand on waist, close dancing. She'll blush, but she won't push you away."
"And the last step. Build it over a week. By the time the farewell is close, she'll be looking forward to seeing you. Then… one evening, ask her to stay back and 'practice one more time.' Everyone else will leave. Empty classroom. Just you two. And that's when you make your move. She's already half in love by then. You just seal it."
She smirked, "And I know that she is a virgin."
Hearing that made him really happy. Now just the thought of fucking Priya was driving him crazy.
"Alright, let's leave all that for later. For now, let's sleep," He told her.
"Yeah, it's already pretty late at night." A little while later, both of them fell asleep.
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The next day he went to school.
After his classes ended, Arahan started asking everyone what was going on with the farewell preparations.
Normally the farewell happens at the very end of the year, but the preparations start way earlier. Since it was preparation for both 10 and 12 class.
"It's way too early for farewell stuff right now—it's still months away. Why stress about it already? For us, we just have to show up all dressed up, eat food, and enjoy," Sneha said.
Arahan looked at her and replied, "You'll only enjoy the end part? You don't want to enjoy the starting process too?"
"What fun is there in the starting process?" Sneha asked.
"Oh my darling, it's just like when I'm ploughing your field… the real pleasure comes in the beginning while working the plough. Only then, at the end, you sow the seeds and the crop grows."
(This was a double entendre. Here "field" meant her pussy, and "plough" meant his cock.)
"You," She looked at him a little angry, while Payal and Neha started laughing.
"You're never going to change, only bullying her," Payal said.
"Yes, he is so shameless, he didn't dare to bully you two, only me," Sneha said in anger, and stomped hard on his shoe with her own shoe.
"Why, my darling? You always want me to plough your field, but when I am saying it, you become angry." Arahan asked, and seeing no one was looking towards her, caught her from behind, and started rubbing my body to her.
And honestly, Sneha looks so fucking adorable to me. She's a little dumb in the cutest way, which makes teasing her ten times more fun. Watching her get all flustered and red just turns him on.
She looked at him and said, "If you want to fuck me, so just fuck it, always saying that, I will fuck you, and now, you have taken another two girls virginity, while I am still virgin."
From her words, Arahan understands she is angry, that while he is calming her down, by telling, that he will take her virginity on her birthday.
But still, took the virginity of Shaista and Naziya.
Arahan got it immediately, "Sorry, baby. But you need to understand my baby. You are a special person in my life. That's why, yours is most special."
Hearing his sorry and that she was his special, made her smile a little, her anger melting fast.
While Arahan said her sorry, his hand slid down her back, resting possessively on the curve just above her ass, fingers pressing lightly through her school uniform.
Touching her like this was completely normal between them, had been for years. But if he did this to any other girl in front of people, it would've been a scandal.
It was normal with Sneha because she is his girlfriend and he was also teasing and bullying her since Class 6.
Sneha, Payal and Neha, these three are cousins. But Payal and Neha were little dominating, they both bullied Arahan.
And Arahan, satisfied with his dominance, bullied Sneha. Neha and Arahan's friendship was not normal from the beginning.
And with Payal and Sneha addition. It became more abnormal.
In the class 8, Arahan lost first time his virginity with Neha, and the same night he Payal also lost her virginity to him.
And that was the first day, Arahan has had sex in this life, and with both cousin sister Neha and Payal.
They even want to include Sneha. But Arahan stopped the. But after that, he had stripped Sneha completely naked for the first time.
Sneh trying to cover her small, perky tits and the soft patch of hair between her legs, cheeks burning crimson.
But Payal and Neha made sure, that whole night her naked body was held tight by Arahan while they slept—her bare skin pressed to his chest, his hard cock nestled against her ass crack through my boxers, her heartbeat racing against him. She just buried her face in his neck and let him hold her like she belonged there.
And from then, it became normal for Sneha to sleep nude in the arms of Arahan. But she wants more than it, she wants to feel his cock inside her pussy.
She wants to experience the pain of losing her virginity. But Arahan always stopped her, saying that her age wasn't right yet. Now, finally, in Class 10, she's legal. She's turned into a full woman.
And Arahan promised her that on her birthday, the exact night she becomes completely adult, he is going to take her virginity. Turn that tight, untouched little bud into a dripping, ruined flower. He wants her first time to be so intense she'll feel him inside her for weeks.
"You're never going to change," Sneha said in a shy, half-scolding voice, her cheeks pink again. Then she added softly, "Where are we celebrating my birthday? At Neha's farmhouse?"
Neha's farmhouse has its own dirty legend by now. That's the place where Arahan has deflowered so many girls, it began from the Class 9. And even class 12 students experienced what it is like to get plucked by the younger boy.
Even two teachers have tasted the real taste of an adult world, and finally turned into a proper adult.
Every virgin Arahan have taken there gets her name written in permanent marker on the bedsheet she bled on, her flushed, freshly-fucked face next to my smug grin, her legs still spread, my cum leaking out of her.
"Not there, my love," Arahan told her, voice dropping low and serious. "You're way too special for that. Your birthday is getting celebrated at the most special place I can think of. And that night… I'm going to make it so fucking unforgettable you'll never forget how I ruined you for anyone else."
She bit her lip, eyes flickering with a mix of nervousness and excitement.
"Okay, leave all that for now," Arahan said, trying to change the topic. "Just tell me—who's handling the farewell arrangements right now?"
"What do you even care about the farewell?" Sneha, Payal, and Neha all asked at the same time, eyebrows raised.
By now we had moved to the side of the corridor—away from the main crowd. Neha had been my friend since childhood, ever since she joined this school.
"I'm just asking who's arranging the farewell. What's her name?" I said, pretending to think hard while my mind was already racing ahead to Priya.