Indian Slut Novels & Stories

"I am a slut! A huge whore and I'm very proud to of It. I'm created to satisfy men and women and they are enjoying it. I'm meant to be nothing but a slut. It's my destiny and I'm proud of it. It is the main reason I'm in his height. I don't work to get promotion, rather I eat and fuckbdick to get what I want. Ever since I grew breasts, I've been letting lucky guys and the girls do anything they want with them. And do you know what gives me joy? What gives me joy is that they like it, they love touching it and sucking on it and I enjoy the feelings. They are always happy whenever they play with them just as I'm always enjoy the touch. So many jealous friends have told me I should be ashamed o

Cum Slut's eyes were shut, and she looked to be in ectasy. "Open your eyes, Cum Slut. Watch the Slave eat your cunt." Her eyes flew open and her body tensed. Slave sucked her clit into her mouth and maybe bit down a little because Naomi cried out and Slave started sucking juices out of her pussy. I couldn't wait anymore. I pulled the plug out and shoved my cock into Slave's ass. In a few strokes I was deep and fucking her hard.

Both gave a deathly glance at each other. "Idiot, there is no manner in this Mr. Arrogant. How can he stay with an unknown girl in the same room? The biggest stigma on Indian culture." Aaina thinks while checking her bags. "Which type of girl, she is.? I think, fully characterless. Which Indian girl stay in the same room with a stranger man? Same on her. It's really ridiculous. All girls are same, lusty, gold digger and characterless.'' Harsh thinks and hatred hovers over his face.

Be my slut and I’ll give you a new role to play each night “Wow! so much for all the show in there , My Man.. My woman, suddenly you become the buyer and she the slut, why didn’t you buy her from me then?” Tazz and Mahira broke free from their gaze as Navin’s ugly face appeared along with his dirty words, Mahira grabbed Tazz’s arm to prevent him from hitting Navin, not because of any soft corner for Navin, but she didn’t want Tazz to loose any more blood.

“Listen, even if I am aroused or in need as you said, what makes you think I would want to sleep with you? Goddess, what do you take me for, a slut?” “I do not know what ‘slut’ means but I take it t’s a bad word?” “It means a woman that sleeps with any man she meets and some even take money as payment. Listen, I don’t know what got into your head, but I am never sleeping with you. Heavens, who do you think you are?”

He says in a husky tone, loud enough for his companion to hear. A large smile stains her face, “I know I said no threesomes,” she hums, swaying side to side. “But I do find it super-hot when people watch me getting fucked like a dirty little slut.” She moans as she cups her breasts, jiggles them in her hands, and winks at me. “That's because you are a slut!” I hiss, trying to lunge at her as I reach out, attempting to claw her eyes out.

I frowned. "Wow! I didn't know that bit*hes like you dance well with handsome professors. I know you people fake innocence in front of others. For money and your pleasure you go in front of rich people like a slut...." I didn't let her complete the sentence and I gave a tight slap to her which she deserved. I knew I should've given it before. How dare she talk about me like this? I won't spare people like her. Who is she to think like that? I'm Naina Kapoor Khanna. I won't spare people who come in my path.

“Slow down. Start from the beginning. How does someone accidentally get married to a crown prince?” Raine leaned back against the couch, pulling one leg up under him. The memories felt hazy now, like looking through old fogged-up glass, but he tried to explain it as best he could. “It was one of those nights early on, maybe two years into our… arrangement. Daniel had taken me out to this private club. Not one of the fancy royal ones, some underground spot where people with money went to blow off steam without being recognized. We’d had a few drinks, nothing crazy, but we were relaxed. Happy, even. This guy comes up to us, some tech developer type, saying he was testing a new digital registry

Priyanka who sat besides the couple dramatically shook her hands with Myra. "Isse kehte hai joru ka gulam. Patni bole cute toh cute. Patni bole pagal toh pagal. Tum patiyo ko aur aata hi kya hai." Aaryan scoffed offending the husbands as Hitansh smacked his head. ( This is called being wife's slave. Wife says you're cute then you're cute. Wife says you're stupid then you're stupid. What else do you husband even know!? )

"Man, what did you just say?" The guy scoffs and repeats. "Stupid slut!" CJ laughs. "Please tell me it's me you called that." The guy scoffs. "It's your cheap whore right there..." "That's funny bro!" CJ laughs and the Indian guy joins in and now they are both laughing. "See you around bro..."