how kareena became a slut

My name is Kareena Khan. since started working as telephone operator for a low salary of rs.5000 because of the compassion of my husband’s boss. He made me the raandi of his office. I have to satisfy his clients. I also satisfy his friends. My husband is blind. So he does not know what is happening. He did not mind as long as he was getting money from me. I cannot live without sex even for one day. While i was a telephone operator, whenever some office collegue comes, they will pinch my boobs or my waist. They also know that i am a raandi because i slept with everybody. The important thing that one person does not tell the other person that he slept with me. One day some one came to my table …

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BDSM Boot Camp 13

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional, and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age of 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality, or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but …

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My wife traded me

Tuesday morning hit like a freight train. I barely remembered getting out of bed, kissing Kristen goodbye while she scrolled her phone with that same bright, distracted smile from last night. She’d said something about “maybe heading down later to see if Brad needed help with anything,” but I was already half out the door, mind on the pile of reports waiting for me. For once, the knot in my stomach loosened a little during the commute. Work had a way of drowning out everything else when it got bad enough. The office was buzzing when I walked in. People huddled in small groups, whispering, coffee cups clutched like lifelines. I dropped my bag at my desk and barely had time to log in before Carlos’s voice boomed across the open floor. “Everyone. Conference room. …

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Shared Rent

Shared Rent Part One The Move It was a Saturday morning when I arrived at the apartment we had rented with Matías. I was carrying only a backpack with my last belongings; the rest had arrived the day before: a few pieces of furniture, the desktop computer, the dishes and kitchen utensils we had managed to gather, etc. You see, Matías and I are not close friends, more like acquaintances from a university course. However, we both faced the same problem: housing. The options were clear: each of us could move into a studio apartment, sharing the living room, kitchen, and bedroom in the same space. The alternative was to join forces and rent a three-room apartment together, which would give us a bit more space. Besides, by sharing the expenses this way, we would …

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The new guard gets a sexy welcome.

The sun barely crested the horizon when Ethan Caldwell, 23 years old and fresh off a transfer from a low-security men’s facility, pulled his beat-up Ford pickup into the employee lot of Blackthorn Women’s Correctional Facility. The prison loomed ahead, a squat fortress of gray concrete and razor wire nestled in the desolate plains of upstate New York, 2025. Ethan adjusted his crisp navy uniform, the badge on his chest gleaming with rookie pride. At 6’4″, with a lean but muscular build from years of discipline and gym work, he carried himself with purpose, his short brown hair and sharp green eyes signaling a no-nonsense attitude. But beneath the stoic exterior, his nerves churned—this was his first day at a women’s prison, and Blackthorn’s reputation for tough inmates made his old post feel like a …

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The Slave Princess Part 5

Waking, I wonder; What raiment does the breeze wear On this first day of spring? A fine spun, fragrant mantle Borrowed from the swaying blooms! – The Canticle of Menkeret. Night. I lie in my pallet and, as is now my custom, I listen closely to the nocturnal sounds of the house of Heshuzius. But, after an hour or so of this, my mind inevitably wanders to former times, to the days before my enslavement, to the house where I grew up and its life of happy, carefree idleness. In those days, my father would read to me daily from the many sacred books of our people, reserving the end of each lesson for selections from the Canticle of Menkeret. Parts of the sacred Canticle I quickly learnt by heart, but knowledge of other chapters …

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Thru the Veil: The Collective

Disclaimer: This story contains thoughts and fantasies about abduction, being exposed and lots of forced masturbation. The idea being exposed to some faceless organization, which might have immoral methods but isn’t malicious plays a big role in this story. Similar fantasies would be abduction by aliens and their subsequent sexual experiments. The events in this story are pure fiction. An expression of my erotic and fetish fantasies – in which everything works out just fine for everyone involved. I wouldn’t want to experience such a scenario in real life, nor would I wish that on anyone else. (not without a heads up, and the usual talk about limits an expectations at least). Intro Nobody really knows who or what ‚The Collective‘ is. They are the secretive hunters of the night hiding in the abandoned industrial …

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Threesome with Kate Winslet

Andrew was interrupted by a knock at the door. “Come in!” Andrew said out loud and the door opened and Kate Winslet walked in. She had her long blonde hair left out, a short skirt that just about covered her ass with black stockings going all the way up, a tight black top that was held up by straps and she had on her feet, open toed heels. Her arms were bare. “What do you think?” She said to Andrew, not even noticing that I was in the room. “Nice!” He said nodding in approval. Kate looked over at me. “Who’s this?” She asked, pointing at me. “That is my best friend and partner, Charles.” “So this is the notorious Charles?” She said walking over to me. “So… how comes you never picked me? You …

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The Trip_(2)

THE TRIP When my wife, Mary and I would take trips and go to California or wherever, we would always be more than happy to get away from the kids for several days. It was our chance to be alone and not have to worry about the kids catching us making love or just interrupting a very special moment. You understand! Just the thought of having this “special time” usually got the juices flowing and after a few miles we’d both be as horny as a three peckered billy goat. The conversation would eventually get around to sex and of course, our expectations always far outdistance our performance, but we sure would try like Hell. I remember one time being about three or four hours on the road and we had discussed a number of …

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Tim, Mary and Bob

It’s Sunday morning, the wife has gone to church to pray for my soul. Course she wouldn’t have to save my soul, if she’d just spread her legs a couple times a month! When my wife hit her 50th birthday the frequency of our intimacy decreased to the point we have been in a 2-year dry spell. This lack of intimacy has pushed me to stray, which is sad because other than our mis-matched libidos, we do make a pretty good team. I guess the moral to my dilemma is to be honest about your sexuality with your partner. In my case, I have always been emotionally attracted to women, so I rarely indulged my bisexual tendencies throughout my life. Until I got cut off, then my suppressed bisexuality rose to the forefront of my …

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My street corner girl

My street corner girl. by LorenLost Hey, Hey, What can I do? I gotta woman and she won’t true! I walk the town, keep searching all around. Looking for my street corner girl. Traveling riverside blues. Robert Johnson She was there waiting, looking a little pissed Cause I was late. Climbing in she looks hot! That tite little body wrapped in a tiny little flowered dress bobby sox and white sneakers. “I want to get high before,” she says sliding over to touch his leg. Looking her over he smiles, “Of course my dear, I will get you lit before I fuck your brains out!” Oh good, she purrs. Then you can take me up the hill and fuck me! Parked off the road now, She mixes a big hit up, sitting cross-legged with her …

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Hidden Memories(Part Five)

Bailey didn’t know what was going on, why was her brother home? Why were all those men down stairs? She felt strong arms wrap around her waist, hot breath next to her neck, lips feathering over her neck and then a soft kiss. “What’s on your mind?” Cody nuzzled her neck and pulled her body up against his. “What do you mean?” Bailey asked as she laid her head against his chest. “You’ve been staring at your clothes for the past five minutes.” Cody moved his hands down to her hips and eased his hands under her shirt. She has? She hadn’t realized. “Sorry,” she softly said. “No need to be sorry, I was just curious.” Cody eased his hands higher, running his fingers along the curves of her breasts. “I still want you,” Bailey …

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Fun on the Water

Fun on the Water My 5’2, blonde, petite figured, in great shape 52 year old wife has found her desire for young 20 year olds over whelming. She has been able to experience a couple with my blessing so she is always watching for a likely next one. We live on the water and since it was a hot calm day we decided to take our PWC’s out for a ride. Beth had just come out of the house in her tiniest bikini, one that has strings tied in bows to hold it, on when company arrived. It was Alan, a young guy we had met a few times and I knew liked to look at Beth. He had openly admitted he found her gorgeous even though she was a lot older. He explained that …

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Steph – Looks after my Flatmate

I have known Steph for 5 years. We first met when she was a 20 year old university student in England. She was everthing that a man could want, she is a stunning redhead, 5″ 4″ and very slim. She as an arse to die for and for someone so slim, she has 32E breasts, that are as firm as they are big. My luck was in the day I met her, and the first time we fucked, it just got better, she has an insatiable desire for sex, and the cutest tightest pussy I have ever come accross or cum in!! My name is Rick, Im about 12 years older than Steph, and we have had some great imes together, so i thought i would share them with you, starting with this, and more …

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Discovering Lynn 4

I woke in an empty bed to the sound of water running in the bathroom. I stumbled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. What I saw held me spellbound. Lynn and Gina were stood under the shower, the water running off their glistening bodies. They were softly kissing with their breasts pressed together. Each had a hand between the other one’s thighs and was caressing the clit. I stood and watched them while I began to stroke my already hard cock. This was so sensual after the hot lusty sex we had all participated in recently. This was a special moment between two long time friends that I didn’t want to interrupt. They were both softly moaning and sighing and it seemed they were reading each other’s reaction so that after several minutes …

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Friends with Benefits pt1

Friends with Benefits Hello my name is John. It was about mid summer of my 19th year when my girlfriend of 3 years and I had called it quits. We just weren’t working and we decided to just say screw it. Now her best friend Carey and I were pretty close friends as well. The day after the break up Carey gave me a call in the morning. “Hey John, I know you had a rough day yesterday, how about we hang out, get your mind off things,” she told me. “Sure why not, I got nothing going on today,” I said. “Great, we can go over to my place, eat lunch and watch a movie, I just rented Tommy Boy, its one of my favorites.” “Sounds good to me, I’ll be over in a …

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A Whole Nude World (Part Two)

The car ride back home was a quiet one, as Jenny mainly kept her eyes shut while Ryan drove. It had been a whirlwind of emotions for Ryan over the last several hours. The feeling of not having clothes on became second nature, to the point where Ryan felt arguably MORE comfortable now than yesterday. He was never the type to be super comfortable being shirtless or changing in front of people in the locker room, but now he has shown his nude body to hundreds of people, and not one person gave him trouble. Not one person ruined his self esteem. The air, water, and different textures on his skin felt almost sensual and freeing. If Ryan had to live like this forever he wouldn’t feel bad about it. If he wakes up tomorrow …

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Meating Stephanie

When I was a junior in high school, i had a job to film the community talent show. It wasn’t something that i wanted to do, I wasn’t even planning on showing up, but hearing I was going to get paid motivated me enough to go. I was glad I did. I got there around 10:00 A.M. and had everything set up in 15 minutes. The show didn’t start until noon so I had some time to kill. The show was set up at one of the local schools. But it was one I had never been to, so I decided to walk around and check it out. It was rather boring really, all of the doors were locked except for a few that led to old class rooms. I was about to give up …

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The New Guy in Town

As I should’ve guessed by now, having lived most of my life in Arizona, the monsoon wasn’t as close as I’d thought. I’d sped home to get under cover before the rain started, only to be greeted by wind and thunder and lightning. It all looked ominous, and it smelled like rain, but I could’ve stood outdoors with my face up, staring at the clouds, and stayed that way for a long time without ever getting wet. I sighed and went inside. My landlords’ three cats, already terrified by the ominous rumblings outside, suddenly remembered it was dinnertime, and set up an unearthly howling, the weather temporarily forgotten. I gave them twice as much wet food as they were supposed to have in the evening, figuring that if the little furballs went into a digestive …

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