continued from part 1
I burst the door open and walked in the room. My face was red with anger. Perhaps also with a little bit of shame and guilt. Guilt of having liked what I had seen. Of just standing there and enjoying watching two people fuck.
Riya was still lying naked on her back in the bed. Her hair was a mess. Her whole body was covered with sweat. Drops of cum were still on her stomach, tits, and face. She hadn't even cleaned it up yet. She didn't have the energy. Nas had fucked the life out of her.
"HAD FUN!?"
Riya jumped, and got up with a jolt. Her face suddenly changed.
" S- SAHIL!!!?? What - What the!?"
She got up from the bed, cum dripping all over from her body to the floor. She couldn't find her clothes. In the heat of sex he had thrown all of her clothes all over the room. She hastily took a towel and covered herself up.
" W- What are you doing here? How did you -? Oh my God!! "
I could see that I had caught her by surprise.
" So this is what you do when uncle and auntie are away huh? Just hoe-ing yourself away?"
"What the fuck Sahil? Go away! Can't you see I'm naked?"
"Oh, don't worry! I've seen more than that today! Out of all people Riya, out of all people, you turned out to be a slut!?"
Riya's eyes widened.
" What are you talking about?"
"What was the nigger's name? Nas?"
Riya gasped. Her lower lip began trembling.
" Oh fuck. OH FUCK!!!"
"Yeah. You were so busy getting dicked down, you couldn't even notice me in the window, huh?"
Tears began welling up in her eyes. I could see her mind racing to offer me a plausible explanation. But there was none.
I felt a little sorry. After all, she was just living the life of a young girl. A woman needs to get her dose of dick. And especially some good dick.
But I had also seen an opportunity now. I had caught her red handed. Having sex, with a black man. Nobody in the family would take kindly to this news. Riya had always been the stargirl everywhere. The sweet little Indian girl who, despite been wanted by every guy, never really dated anyone. Everyone assumed this was because she was a decent girl who wanted to wait for someone special. But the real reason was not so simple.
And now I knew her secret. Her dirty little secret. Something that could ruin her life. The ball was in my court now. I held the ace of spades. And now I was going to make the most out of it.
"You know, Riya, I don't believe for a second your dad would let you even live in his home if he knows what happened."
"No, Sahil please! You've known me for ever. You can't ruin my life like that."
" I know Riya, and I won't. I love you far too much to do it. But I also need to know more."
"Like what"
I went and sat near her on the bed. I didn't like seeing her so scared and crying. I could still smell her signature perfume. However, this time it was mixed with the smell of cum, sweat and hormones.
"Who is this Nas guy? What else have you been upto?"
Riya sighed. I moved closer and held her hands. I could feel it was slippery. She had slobbered all over that dick and stroked it too. She looked at me, surprised. That look changed into suspicion.
" How long were you outside, Sahil? "
" What?"
Her eyes glanced down to my pants. Her eyes widened again. I looked down to see what she had seen.