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6.

Sanyukta's P.O.V.

"They've been friends quite for some time", Ankit said as we sat a few places away from Shourya and Randhir. He saw my face a bit disappointed as Shourya left, little did he knew that it was nothing to do with Shourya.

It really felt bad when Randhir behaved as if I did not exist. My bad. What did I expect? "Hey you're that girl who landed in the boys' restroom, right?"

I was just dumb enough to think about him.

I glanced over at Shourya and Randhir, Randhir seemed to be angry over something. Maybe he was angry on Shourya for moving around with a loser like me.

These thoughts made me feel depressed. And history seemed like salt on the wound.

No matter how funny Ankit was, he was serious about studies and wouldn't miss a single word our teacher would say.

I tried concentrating at what Mr. Tigga was saying but my brain failed to interpret any of these into sensible things. Rather, it would always wander to Randhir. I glanced at where Randhir was sitting every now and then. He still behaved as if I did not exist.

Soon I lost track of what was happening in class and kept staring at Randhir. I couldn't figure out what was so mesmerizing about him. The more I looked at him, the more I thought of him. I couldn't help fantasizing him naked. Or what it would feel like being touched by his lips. How his rough hands would feel on my breasts and his tongue would swirl around my clit. My lower region fluttered at these fantasies.

"you okay?", Ankit asked as I shivered at these thoughts.

I nodded.

Even though I knew he can't read my thoughts, I felt embarrassed.

Giving a last look to Randhir. I tried concentrating on history and the classes that followed.

But all went it vain.

It did not fail to surprise me how I did not had a single common class with either Isha or Ria but had ALL classes with Daniel that day.

Things did not went well when Randhir continued ignoring me and started flirting with other girls. Our eyes met for a second somewhere between a class but he never stopped ignoring me.

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I'll be back home by 8
-Mom

I read mom's note as I took out a spare key from my bag and unlocked the door.
Throwing away my bag in the corner of the room, I took off my shirt and skirt and jumped on the bed only in my bra and panties still wondering about Randhir.

I checked the time in my phone. 4 pm, mom won't be back anytime soon.
With earplugs in my ears, I opened whatsapp and started checking my messages, nothing really interested me enough to get my mind off Randhir. I remembered my thoughts back in history class. Recalling them made me so wet.
Oh god! Only the thought of that guy has such effect on me!
Removing the earplugs, I slid my hand into my panties and started rubbing my clit. I had done this only a few times before but I had never felt it so strongly. It felt so good imagining Randhir's tongue around it.
"Randhir..", I moaned rubbing myself faster. In no time I reached the climax, moaning his name.
I let out a sigh as I finished. I always wonder what it would feel like if kept going. But I'm never able to, my legs and hands go weak and I start panting. I always wanted someone to lick the life out of me. But now I want Randhir to do this.
Is it wrong to touch myself thinking about someone I don't even know?
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Hey guys! This was a bit sensual chapter, hope you like this little change.
I'm sorry but I can't help myself, this is exactly how I'm feeling right now about a guy in my class.

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