Indian Slut Novels & Stories

He ripped the babydoll off her, exposing her perfect tits, he sucked on one nipple hard while fingering her soaked pussy. "She's dripping like a slut cuck." Chinedu laughed in Mark's face. "Your wife is a BBC whore, man. See how wet she is for me." He shoved two thick fingers into her, then three, stretching her. Cindy moaned loudly, grinding on his hand. "Yes, Daddy! Stretch my married pussy!" Mark could see her juices running down her thighs, Chinedu positioned her on all fours on the couch, ass facing Mark. He rubbed his massive cockhead up and down her slit, teasing her clit. Then, with one powerful thrust, he buried half his length inside her.

"God!! How could you be such a fool to get trapped D. You always say you are the smartest tool in the kit. What happened to all the smartness" Siddhu taunted Drishti bristled at the insult "I'm still smart Siddhu. If you haven't noticed ,let me refresh it for you. I scared off the jerk of an ex groom and got myself tied to the son of one of richest families in India. And imagine the amount of money that would come into my hands through this marriage" Drishti said smugly

something to say, and each one brightened Sam’s face the same way it must have brightened them up at that point in time when she told them all those things in her usual, cheerful way. “But despite all this, she’s a slut, right?” I asked, chuckling dryly. “If being like Sam means being a slut, then maybe we should all become sluts because…” I cast long meaningful stares at Hailey and Kaylee before adding, “I’d much rather be a slut, than a fucking hypocrite.” I stared at my friends who all had smiles on their faces, with Sam’s looking quite teary-eyed; but not the sad type this time. I shot her a wink, before turning to say, “so, I guess that makes me a proud slut.” “Not just you.” I tra

The black hair fell to her waist, the white skin dyed red, her luscious breasts, and the nervous eyes looking at him. And when Agatha slowly spread her legs, Brett saw the juice dripping on her pussy. ‘She’s getting wet,’ Brett thought. Agatha’s face was filled with embarrassment, but her body reacted to Brett’s words. For the first time, Brett was happy that he bought Agatha as his slave, and she should obey everything he says. “That’s right, Agatha. Your appearance right now is very sexy,” saying this, Brett pulled down his shorts and grabbed his c*ck.

"Don't dare get up! or I will kill you right now and no body will even ask of you. "You should be happy that I'm giving you the privilege to suck my precious dick. Do you know how many girls that wants to be on their knees to suck my dick?" "I'm not a slut and you can't make me one." Jennifer said even though she knew he won't give a fuck.

I love that I can’t stop. His breath scorches my ear. “Say what you are.” I shake my head, crying. “I’m-” “Say it.” “I’m your slut.” He groans like the words wrecked him. “Again.” “I’m your slut!” “That’s right. My dirty little fucktoy.” My pride is gone. My body is his, and I can’t stop needing more. “Three,” I whimper. “Good girl.” He groans, pounding harder, merciless now. “Keep counting. Keep breaking.”

Sometimes it happens that if Jagdish doesn't have time his friends would take her there and enjoy their day. All of them are married had a happy family and still find solace in their pussy. They don't have any shame as they even talk to their family members when they fuck her on an intense level. Especially, they like it most of it if it is their wife and they make fun of it too. Like everyone had a work profession in life just like that it has been Neha's profession that she is a slut. She thought of what kind of customized sexy dress they would make her wear this time or how much cash they would stuck inside her bra and panties.

“I’m going to use you Mia, make you suffer. It’s until I’m tired of you that’s when I will let you go” “I’m not a slut!” I said, tears falling off my eyes “Strip! I give you 30 seconds to do that. You won’t like it if you disobey me again.” With teary eyes, I started removing my clothes until I was stark naked. “Get on the bed”. He commanded and I did just that. I’m a slut after all. I got no choice. He joined me on the bed, still clothed and told me to bend in a doggy style.

"You're a slut, a whore. What are you?" "'m a slut," Janine mumbled. "Louder," Lucy commanded. "I'm a slut. I'm a whore." The tall brunette seemed to sag visibly on saying the words. "Good. Now undress." "What, I can't..."

“I wanna see you. All of you. Clothes off.” India whipped her shirt over her head. Unhooked her satin bra and tossed it aside. He groaned. “Those pierced nipples are about the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.” “Oh, trust me, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.” She peeled the black denim down her legs and kicked it by the couch. A funny smile twitched the corners of her lips. Wearing just a teeny pair of dark blue panties, she raised her arms above her head, performing a whole body shimmy.