1. Apple of Her Eye Ch. 01


    Date: 8/9/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: byQueenBeeWrites, Source: Literotica 

    ... creative world. Slightly shorter than Triya, she possessed a delicate beauty with short black hair, black eyes, and fair skin, making them a perfect complement to each other.

Among their group of six friends, Prisha had become Triya's closest confidante, to the extent that people often assumed they had known each other for years, despite having met just last semester.

"Good morning. You're running late," Prisha remarked with surprise as Triya stopped in front of her, amidst the bustling crowd. "Good morning! I stayed up late last night," Triya replied with a quirk in her tone, a signal of a happening event.

"What kept you busy last night?" Prisha asked, responding to Triya's signal, her teasing tone and eagerness for details evident as they walked side by side.

Triya wore a smirk as she strolled from the garden to the building's entrance. "Did you have sex or something?" Prisha added with wide-eyed curiosity, her face lit up with excitement.

Triya's initial reaction of disgust slowly transformed into disappointment after hearing Prisha's wild imagination, and she replied, "What? No! I haven't found the right person for that," much to Prisha's chagrin.

"I just used the new toy I bought, and it was incredibly relieving after such a long time," Trisha admitted with her face full of pleasure, quickly observing the disappointment on Prisha's face deepen. "What? You're not happy?"

"No! I mean, that's good, really good! Things have been stressful lately. But it ...
    ... would have been even better if it was with a real guy, you know," Prisha's tone carried a hint of longing as if she secretly wished for it every day. But she quickly brushed off her disappointment, looking at Triya, who seemed thoroughly exasperated with her.

"Anyway, have you decided what to paint?" she asked, changing the subject, and received a sigh of resignation from Triya. "Hmm, don't worry. Inspiration will come to you naturally."

"I know, but I just feel like nothing will captivate me anymore. My mind feels stuck." Triya expressed her frustration and exhaustion in her tone. Prisha nodded sympathetically as they reached their class, where they greeted more of their close friends: Jay, Siya, Nitin, and Karan.

Laughter echoed in the bustling cafeteria as Triya's group occupied the tables on the right, enjoying their break. "Have you decided what to paint?" Nitin, a young boy of the same age, asked Karan in a subtle tone, meant only for him, but it came out audible to Triya.

"I have," With a dim tone Karan replied, a warm smile covering his face.

Despite being the same age, he was, unlike the others in his group, quiet and secretive. His presence among confident and lively peers was because of Nitin and his shared passion for art. Karan's enthusiasm aligned with the group, making him part of them.

"Here." Siya offered a lunchbox full of sliced fruits to Triya, breaking her connection with the conversation between Nitin and Karan. Fruits were eventually ...
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