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Hi. My name is Vivian and this is my story of the time I lived and worked as a prostitute in India. I’m not much of a story writer so I’m going to ask that you forgive me if this reads out more like a report than an actual story but I feel as though I should get this off my chest.

It was 2015 and I was just 26 years old at the time. I am Caucasian, 5 feet & 10 inches tall, thin with a 25 inch waist, gray eyes, raven black hair which reached down to my D-cup breasts and have sleeve tattoos running from my shoulder blades down to my wrists, as well as more on my hips, legs and sides. I even have a black and red, tattoo of a rose around my pussy lips.

Back then, I was still living in the San Francisco Bay Area, working as a tattoo artist and earned a little extra on the side selling my paintings at the marketplace by the Ferry Building. I had also just completed my Masters degree at UC Berkeley and saved up $8,500 for a budget holiday across Asia, not including airfare, but later as it would turn out that wasn’t enough.

Anyway, during my trip across the Asia-Pacific region, I visited New Zealand, Australia, Singapore, the Philippines, Taiwan, Hong Kong and lastly India. Throughout my tour, I tried to budget myself by staying over at cheap backpacker motels and limiting my shopping budget, but I still ended up spending almost all of my money, especially in Singapore and Hong Kong. Because of this, by the time I reached India, I was basically running on fumes.

It was mid-February, I was in Mumbai for a three day visit. Previously I spent a week in Goa, but now I was staying at a backpacker’s motel in Kurla, having only about $220 in cash left in my budget which was fine because I was due to fly out back to the States soon anyway. That morning, I left the motel with only $100 for a quick stroll around the markets. However, when I got back, I found that all my belongings including my plane tickets were gone. The only thing I had on hand with me was ₹3,000, my passport and the clothes on my back.

I was into punk, emo and gothic music at the time (still am), and this was reflected in how I dressed back then. I was wearing a black v-neck, sleeveless, crop top, sleeveless crop top, a black lace choker, a punk, black, chain pleated skirt, fishnet stockings and lastly, black floral lace shorts for my underwear.

To make matters worse, I also didn’t bother getting travel insurance and my pride wouldn’t allow me to just ask my family and friends to wire me more cash, as I’ve already asked them to do that quite a few times already during my time in Hong Kong and Singapore.

I reported it to motel management and while they did help me lodge a report with the police, they also mentioned that they weren’t legally liable for any lost or stolen goods.

The police did a quick investigation of my room and even searched some of the guests in the motel as well, but ultimately found nothing. They concluded that the thief would have been someone who had access to the motel, but is likely gone by now, hence they’d be unlikely to actually find the person who robbed me.

While I’m now normally a decisive person, who generally knows what to do and when to do it, at this point I was just in a state of shock and didn’t know what to do at the time. That said, I was basically open to any suggestion that would come my way.

Still in a state of dazed confusion about what just happened, I went to a nearby coffee place just to get a drink. I did speak with a local travel agent over the phone but they advised that getting me a flight back to San Francisco would cost me at least ₹52,600. While on the phone, I did mention to the travel agency that all my stuff has been stolen and I have no means of going anywhere. Adding to this, my stay at the motel ends in two days. I was suppose to check out of the motel the next day but I was allowed two more days by the motel free of charge in compensation for my stolen stuff.

As I was sitting there, a man in a blue Polo shirt and white pants joined me. He introduced himself as Ravi (not his real name) and told me of how he overheard my conversation. He then told me that he co-manages a “service business” and promised me that I could make up to ₹60,000 or more within four weeks if I work for him.

After beating around the bush, he finally just told me outright that he runs a brothel somewhere in Mumbai and he’d like me to work for him as white prostitutes are a very rare (but not unheard of) commodity in India, with a lot of the white sex workers in India being Russians, Ukrainians and Eastern Europeans in India. He told me that since I’m American, I could fetch a higher price.

As we discussed how this would even work, he said that men would pay ₹200 for blowjobs, ₹750 for vaginal or anal sex and ₹900 to ₹1,000 for the “full treatment” (meaning they can fuck me however they want). I would then receive a “commission” of 1/3 of whatever I earned.

While in retrospect, I should have just asked my friends and family to wire me money via Western Union, my pride at the time, coupled with this fog of desperation in my head wouldn’t let me do that or even consider that as being an option.

After a bit more talking, I finally agreed. He then told me to pack my bags and follow him to his apartment. I was allowed to stay in his guest bedroom and while at the apartment, he also told me to handover my phone, passport and whatever stuff I still had on me. So as to not cause concern for my family back home, Ravi told me to send my parents a message saying that I was going on a camping trip with other backpackers so I will have no phone or internet reception for the next couple of weeks.

While at the apartment, Ravi’s friend Harjot (also not his real name) also came to visit. Harjot was Ravi’s business partner in running his business and Ravi told Harjot all about me.

The two men then set up a camera and ordered me to give them access to my Facebook, Instagram and email (which I did), followed by ordering me to undress. As the camera rolled, I began to undress as they told me to do poses putting my shaved but tattooed pussy, ass and tits in full view of the cameras. They needed it for “marketing” purposes according to Harjot but turns out it was also for blackmail as they later threatened to send it to my family and friends if I tried to report them or back out now. Ravi then, ordered me to pick up the cucumber in front of me and start fucking myself vaginally with it as the camera rolled.

I did what I was told as I sat in front of the camera, legs spread as I slowly pushed the cucumber in and out of my still somewhat dry pussy. It hurt bit at first but the thought of me being completely at the mercy of these two men, dominated and powerless started making me wetter down there. After 20 minutes of filming and photos of me being taken by Ravi, I was told to stop and advised that I could put my clothes back on.

For the rest of the afternoon, I waited and rested in my room at Ravi’s apartment just watching TV mostly as they had my phone. At around 6pm, Ravi and Harjot came back with a five other men who Ravi introduced as his “associates”.

Ravi then told me that the five men agreed to pay him ₹5,000 for a full night with me tonight. Ravi and Harjot will be joining them in fucking me because as they said, they also “want to try out the goods” themselves. I then realized I was about to be gangbanged by these seven men.

Not that I had a choice in the matter, I nodded my head in agreement and was ordered to undress again. I began stripping off my clothes as they circled around me, grabbing and fondling my breasts and running their fingers along my ass crack and pussy lips as I undressed for them.

Ravi then grabs me by the throat and forced me down to my knees as the men around me start taking their dicks out. At their command, I started sucking and jacking off their dicks one by one, moving from one guys cock to the next.

Harjot then grabbed my skull and started basically face fucking me, and 5 minutes later, without warning, he suddenly shoots his cum all over my face, with such force it goes up my nose and open mouth as I gag a bit. His cock twitches, as cum lands all over and covers my lips and bare breasts.

As I tried to get up, two men on either side of me grab my arms and hold them out to either side of me. They then drag me to and lay me down on a bed; tied by hands to the bedposts above my head as they spread open my legs which were being forced wide open by two men to either side of me. While tying me down to the bed and spreading me wide, they also started undressing themselves.

The men started playing with my body, fingering my pussy, sucking on my tits and later making me suck them off as well. They then also got some lube and started applying it to my pussy as they finger fucked me and one of the men even got out another beer bottle which he shoved right into my still tight but now lubed up cunt. The shock of the bottle entering me, coupled with the still cold sensation of the empty beer bottle made me yelp out in shock and pleasure, while also sending a chill up my spine.

After a few minutes of being bottle fucked, I then felt the object pull out of me as Ravi who was actually quite overweight, then climbed on top of me laying his full weight on my petite body. He then slid his 5½ inch cock into my sore pussy, as I felt the length of his penis slide up into my now wet and freshly violated cunt.

Ravi fucked me in a slow but steady pace at first but gradually picked up speed as I felt him thrusting harder and faster in and out of me. His fucking of me lasted a good 10 minutes while the two men on other side of me, took turns face fucking me.

As Ravi came closer and closer to climax, I found myself moaning and gasping for breath. As he picked up the pace, he finished off by shooting his cum deep into my still sore and well fucked pussy. Ravi pulled out and climbed off me, only for another man to then climb on top of me, inserting his nearly 6 inch cock into my pussy as he took his turn to fuck me as well.

I spent the next few hours being held down and gang banged by every man in the room as they all took their turns on me bareback.

They eventually untied my arms but only so they can fuck me in other positions. They bent me over a table, taking me from behind, both vaginally and anally, they made me ride them, reverse cowgirl style, which was difficult as my legs and pelvis were sore and starting to hurt and double penetrating me, as one man lifted me to take my ass from behind, while another man took my pussy from the front.

During my fucking, they also made me drink some more alcohol to help me deal with the physical stress of it as well as mitigate my resistance as I did try to close my legs on multiple occasions as they were fucking me or eating out my pussy. The men, who weren’t fucking me, were also taking videos and photos of me on their phones and after two hours of these guys taking turns fucking me in different positions throughout the night, I eventually passed out.

The next morning, I was woken up by Ravi, telling me to take a bath. I was still sore from the night before but I could feel that both my pussy and ass were dripping with cum, as I wobbled a bit trying to get up and walk. My hair, breasts and face were also covered in cum.

After taking a shower, still naked, I was told to get into a small van with tinted windows. Ravi then put a blindfold over my eyes as we drove off. About 20 minutes later, we arrived at a slum area, just in the outskirts of Mumbai. My blindfold was removed as I was led out of the van and we walked on foot as I was taken on foot to a three storey, gated building just a block away. As I was walked towards the building with Harjot firmly grabbing my right arm people around me were staring at my naked body. “This is the first time they’ve seen a white woman naked” said Harjot. He went on to mention that the people there know about the building and the other women taken there were also walked out in the open naked.

Inside the compound, there were about 10 to 14 other girls in this building, all naked and two or three in each room and the place was guarded by three men who served as caretakers of the building and also kept us girls in line. We were kept naked in the building, with our clothes and belongings confiscated to deter us from leaving or escaping. Most of the girls there were Indian, one of them was a migrant from Nepal and I was the only Westerner there.

I was put into a room with a girl named Sneha who was a petite 18 year old. She was about 4 feet tall and came from an upper middle class family. When I asked her how she got here, she said, that she voluntarily sold herself into this business to pay off her debts. She was from Bangalore but as far as her family knew, she was only studying in Mumbai and working part-time as a receptionist.

Sneha has been in the brothel for over a month now. She told me of how the photos of the girls here would be plastered on the walls of the lobby, while the customers would pick which one of us they’d like to fuck and the men would just wait their turn in the lobby or in the courtyard downstairs. She then told me of how the guards/caretakers themselves would also have their pick of us and sometimes even take the girl they chose back home to their place for the night.

Later that afternoon, we could see from the windows that customers were starting to arrive. One of the guards came in, grabbed my arm and brought me down to the lobby downstairs. Word spread that they had a white woman in the brothel and wanted to show me off to the customers waiting down at the lobby.

I was exotic to them as not only was I white but the fact my body was covered in tattoos was a huge turn on for them, as women here in India typically don’t have tattoos on their bodies, or at least not to the extent I had. What then ensued was essentially a bidding war as they were arguing as to who would get to fuck me first, but after a few minutes of them arguing, the guards then grabbed me by the arm again and took me to an empty bedroom.

A minute or two later, a customer came in and started undressing. Over the next 6 hours men, one after another would come in and out of the room I was in, sometimes in pairs to take their turn fucking me. I could also hear from the hallways of moaning and screaming as the other girls were being used as well.

After the brothel closed for the night, I was covered in dried and wet cum, my body was aching, my pussy was sore as cum dripped out of it and I was fucked by over 15 guys over a 6 hour period. During that time, I did ask some of the men fucking me how much they paid for me. According to them, due to my rarity (for lack of a better word), they were paying anywhere between ₹2,000 to ₹3,000 to use me. Apparently, one of the customers who fucked me earlier that afternoon was actually a rather wealthy local businessman came back demanding to just outright buy me for ₹75,000 (which would have been around $850 to $900 at the time) but they explained that I was only for rent and not for sale.

I just laid there sore, cum covered and exhausted, naively thinking that I was done for the night. However, just then, two of the guards came in, grabbed me and dragged me to the bathroom ordering me to take a shower as they wanted to take their turns to fuck me as well. I begged them to let me rest for the night but for that, I just received a hard slap across my face.

After I washed myself, I was then led to another bedroom upstairs, but after a bit more pleading (and a couple more slaps to my face), they agreed to a compromise and offered to get another girl to join me as well to take some of the pressure of me.

As I was on my knees sucking and jerking off two of the guards, the third guard came back, bringing with him Sneha. She was still disheveled, cum covered and sore from her own abuse earlier that afternoon, as Shneha wasn’t given a chance to get cleaned up before she was brought in.

The two of us (Sneha and I) then spent the next few hours being fucked by the three guards in various positions. I would be bent over on the floor with my face pressed down onto the ground as a guy took me from behind one minute, and the next, I’d be on a table, laying on my back as one guard got between my legs, while I suck off another to the side of me. Sneha was a loud little girl, as she moaned and screamed loudly as she was being fucked herself.

As the night went on, I found myself laying on my back, gasping and lightly moaning, getting my pussy fucked by the man between my legs, while Sneha sat on top of me with her pussy directly above my face as she held my legs open, giving the man inside me better access to my pussy. As I laid there, I could see Sneha’s cum dripping pussy directly in front of me as cum dripped from her pussy lips into my open mouth. I don’t know what came over me but without warning, I grabbed Sneha’s hips and latched my mouth onto Sneha’s pussy to lick and suck the cum straight out of her small, tight cunt, causing the petite Indian girl on top of me to yelp out in shock.

Doing this caused the men around us to go crazy, cheering and hollering at us as this is probably the first time they’ve ever seen girl-on-girl action before. Sneha was moaning and breathing heavily as I ate out her pussy, while she was still on top of me, holding my legs open for the other guy who was now taking his turn, sliding his cock into my cunt.

Over the next four weeks, I would be fucked by 180 to 200 men, as well as the guards and Ravi and Harjot when they came over to check on us. Ravi and Harjot were quite successfully in marketing me, with many a lot of customers traveling as far as Mumbai, Bangalore and Kolkata coming over just to fuck me. There also a number of instances where a couple of more wealthy Indian customers (one a businessman and the other a real-estate developer) would actually push hard to just buy me, offering to pay anywhere between $1,000 to $3,000 for me, but Ravi refused to outright sell me each time.

Sneha and I also got quite close as we shared a room together and while Sneha herself was straight, I am, well mostly straight but more open to doing it with women as well, so as a favor, when we had some down time, Sneha would also help me relax and relieve some of my stress by eating out my pussy for me. She wasn’t into it but she was amazingly good at it, bringing me to climax every time. In turn, I would suck on her small tits and eat out her pussy as well, although as she was straight, I don’t think she actually enjoyed it. I guess me eating her out and sucking on her small breasts was also just for me.

After four weeks, my time was up and according to Ravi, I made over ₹300,000, and in turn I was given my cut which was ₹75,000 as well as my clothes and stuff back. A few more days later I finally bought a plane ticket back to the States.

Yes, I know I was underpaid but at this point, I just wanted out.

Epilogue:

Obviously, since the men fucking me were all going bareback and since I didn’t have my birth control pills on me, yes, I did get pregnant and nine months later, I was at the San Mateo Medical Center giving birth to a beautiful baby girl. For obvious reasons, I’m not going to reveal my daughter’s name here.

I told my family that the father of my child was a man I had a one night stand with. They’re quite liberal and supportive but needless to say, they’d be mortified if they actually knew how I got pregnant or where I actually was during those four weeks. Yes, I did get tested and by some miracle, I did not contract any STDs.

I also managed to connect with Sneha on Facebook later on as well. She was kept at the brothel for five more months to repay her debt and by the time she was released, she was already four months pregnant. She just told her parents that the father of her child was a fellow classmate of hers, but has since abandoned her to go over to the U.K. She didn’t tell them of how she actually got pregnant.

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I born in London,UK..in the year 1985…now I am 26 years old…my name is Harris…generally known as Hari…6’3″ tall…well built…lots of girls and boys like to make friendship with me….you know here in London…everything you do…no one question… I completed my education …doing post graduate in business…my parents suggest me to to go on world tour….especially India, China and Japan….and get some feeling of business….my parents never like like me to work under someone….thats why he was telling me to have...

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OneSexChat India

If you could only have One Sex Chat, where would you have it? I’m not a math genius or anything, but it seems like you’d have to be a fool to choose a site or an app with shitty odds of giving you what you want. A good adult chat site is going to have loose community guidelines, so you ain’t barred from talking dirty, and a nice interface so you’re not fighting against old technology just to send a message. Most importantly, it’s got to have plenty of real live women to chat with, at least if...

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Judah I shagged a prostitute not realising it was my daughterinlaw

Genesis 38 King James Version  11 Then said Judah to Tamar his daughter in law, Remain a widow at thy father's house, till Shelah my son be grown: for he said, Lest peradventure he die also, as his brethren did. And Tamar went and dwelt in her father's house. 12 And in process of time the daughter of Shuah Judah's wife died; and Judah was comforted, and went up unto his sheepshearers to Timnath, he and his friend Hirah the Adullamite. 13 And it was told Tamar, saying, Behold thy father...

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Mother india

My name is lalitha, I will tell you my side of the story. The following incident is as close to reality as it comes with exception of the names. I was born and brought up in a rich family with a large farm at the outskirts of Bangalore. We were about 8 children and my dad had 2 wives as the first one had some conception problems. My trouble started when I was married at the tender age of immediately after my schooling. Like other girls of rural India I was not that much aware of sex. My father...

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How I got my wife to become A PROSTITUTE A WHORE

How I got my wife to become A PROSTITUTE & A WHORE                         BY    Ben Dover 2006   This is absolutely a TRUE story.    It happened in the mid 1990’s and lasted about 5 years.    To start off with I’ll give you some information about my wife at that time.     Her name is Mary she is about 5 ft. tall with brown eyes and brown hair and she’s about 100 lbs.   Her measurements are 32A 24 36.    She was in her late 30’s then.     When I met her she was divorced and had (3) three...

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How I got my wife to become A PROSTITUTE A WHORE

How I got my wife to become A PROSTITUTE & A WHORE                         BY    Ben Dover 2006   This is absolutely a TRUE story.    It happened in the mid 1990’s and lasted about 5 years.    To start off with I’ll give you some information about my wife at that time.     Her name is Mary she is about 5 ft. tall with brown eyes and brown hair and she’s about 100 lbs.   Her measurements are 32A 24 36.    She was in her late 30’s then.     When I met...

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My Prostitute Mom Pt1

She stood with her back to me, her pale blue jeans stretched tight in all the right places. I admired my Moms slightly pear shaped arse that the denim outlined perfectly. And when she turned the tightness of the material meant with little to no slack, the jeans clung to her legs and tightly around her crotch and must be tight up to her slit. “Why Melanie?” I asked. I saw Mom stiffen slightly at the name. She attempted and failed to sound matter of factly “What sweetie”. “Why did you decide...

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Dads favourite prostitute

Note : This story is completely fictional! I am Tiffany, 18 years of age. My mom Angie, 49 and dad Steven, 55 is divorced and they have been living separately for about 10 years now. I have been staying with my mom ever since the divorce and my dad never came to visit me not even once after the divorce. Just recently I asked mom why they got divorced and she told me that my dad was an alcoholic and a flirt. He even fucked his own sister she told. He was a sick and a pervert. That’s why she...

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Word Travels Fast in India

I was trapped in India, living under one roof with a father, son & a female servant. You think it would be filled with sight seeing, but nothing like that came. We stayed at home & practically lived, sat back & smoked cigars in the father's workstudy. I gave him some messages with the cigar while his son had his back turned on me. Cigars are great for subtle hints way more subtle than eggplants. So he gave me a wink, he knew what we both wanted, but I was not sure if it was going...

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Maid in India

Maid in India By Sheena Sands This incident happened one year ago. I was a 24 year old computer engineer called Rob in a small town called Indore in India. I had started going out with this hot girl called Sheena for some time. Sheena was my boss and I was crazy about her. I was not very interested in the work I did because of which I used to commit a lot of mistakes. One day... a certain error of mine led to my company losing over a million dollars in a court case. Sheen...

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A Tale From Ancient India

About one thousand years ago there was a small princely state in India named Nyanagadh. One can still see a temple called Daakini in the remains of that state. It is believed that a king built this temple to honor his mother. Although there are images of gods and goddesses but there is no deity in the temple. The temple has fascinating image of men and women in frolicking modes. The manner in which the women are displayed in playful postures like leaning against the trees and creepers is...

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WifeMother and Truck Stop Prostitute

My name is Tracy, and my husband Ed and I are twenty-three years old and live in a suburb of Baton Rouge with our six-month-old son. We met at the petrochemical company where we both worked until I was laid off. When we were both working our combined wages were enough to afford the home we purchased, but we couldn’t afford it after I lost my job.I got that job right out of high school and worked in the office as a production clerk. With just a high school education and my only experience being...

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How I Became A Prostitute 8211 Part 1

Hi everyone of indian sex stories dot net, my name is ramya. As I said this is a true story of my life as a prostitute and I will tell you guys about my journey in six parts. Hope you guys like it. I now have a body stats of 36-25-37 but four years back I was a bit more chubby and had bigger boobs. I am 38 years now and I have a daughter who is 18. I used to work as an accountant in a government office in hyderabad but I quit the job as I came into this field. I was married at a young age of 20...

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Condo Wife and Lactation Prostitute Part 2

In Part 1 of the story I explained that my name is Madison (Maddie), and that my husband, Jason, and I were twenty-four years old and had just moved to Charlotte from Minneapolis for a promotion to the home office of the bank that he worked for. I previously had a job in marketing and sales but was unable to find work right away in Charlotte. Jason enlisted me to help with getting some signatures from some of the owners in our condominium complex.I met two Armenian brothers, Sergey and Bacchus,...

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My Friend Kumari Is A Prostitute

Hi, guys. My name is Reeti Saxena. Thank you for all the love you have shown. If you are new, please read . You will like them. Today my story is different. This is the story of my friend Kumari. A few weeks back, I was on a film shoot in Kolkata. It was a brothel scene. I was one of the female actors there. There I saw my old friend. I will not tell you her name. Now people call her Kumari. She looks very different now. She was a thin black girl in school. But now she has become fair, has hot...

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The Day I Fell For A Hot Prostitute Girl

Hi, my name is Robin (name changed) and I am from Delhi. This incident is about how I fall for a prostitute. So, let’s start the story. At that time, I was around 23 and I was into masturbation a lot. I used to masturbate a lot. So one day, my friends decided to take me to a place where magic happens. Yes, they took me to a so called brothel. At first, I was not really interested but then after few forcing from my friend, I tried to give it a shot as I found sex really crazy. So I started...

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Mary the PROSTITUTE WHORE her side of the story

     This is iIn response to my story named    How I got my wife to become a PROSTITUTE & A WHORE                           Today I received a nice note from   a friend.   Here is a copy of it. fantastic story you wrote, plaese give regards to mary, I hope one day she will tell her side off the story.       Well I thought that was a great idea so I asked Mary herself to let you know what she thought.       First of all before Mary gives you her side of the story I want to make a few...

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Busty flesh for breakfast prostitute police in de

The next morning, the boss asked me to wear the pink tulle pajamas that I wore, not wearing them. Of course, I didn't wear underwear. Out of the room, the boys were already awake. They saw my appearance, swallowed, and some had taken off their pants to prepare for a big fight. "Don't worry~~ I have to work hard to get rid of it! I have to go buy breakfast, everyone wants to eat first!" The boss looked like a c***d king. The fat brother wrote down what they were going to eat and gave it to me....

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My Wife 8211 A Lesbian Prostitute 8211 Part 2

Friends and Co-readers of ISS, its been long since I have continued with my story on how my wife ended up becoming a lesbian prostitute. I had been real busy all the while. To recap about it in a nutshell , I would like to recall the first part. I am an educated person with a decent job and a perfect family. My wife is good looking and looks a bit like Bhumika Chawala and also like Bhagyashree ( of Maine Pyar Kya Fame). More like she looks now a days. Now, it so happed that our office’s new...

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ISS Made Me A Prostitute

Hello this is Jatin, thank you for your response to my first story. I didn’t expect such a good response. More astonishing was the sex request. I never expected to get a request for sex from ladies nearby Ludhiana, so I am going to tell you about my first experience as male prostitute. It was a week after my story got published I got a mail from an address praising my stories and I was happy in listening to it but then she asked me for sexual favors I, it started with sex chat and then we...

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Colleagues Made Me Prostitute

Hi everyone, my name is Bhavya, I am narrating my first sex that how my colleagues and me was sold for money in Goa by my colleagues Nithin, Shiva, Nathan, Manish and Syed. Before I tell about my story let me introduce about me, I am married, having no kid. I am 5.8ft tall, about 60KG, Fair, attractive look, well maintained structure, 38 30 38 my vital status, 38D is my bra size, pink nipple. I do go for gym and aerobics to maintain my body very hot look. This is my first group sex. In fact did...

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Fulfilled Fantasies By Male Prostitute

Hi all iss readers. My name is Namita Ahuja. I am 38 years old happily married for last 12 years and mother of two children. My husband name is Rishi. I am a working woman and well satisfied with my life. My relation with my husband is great. I am still in love with him since marriage. This was all a little introduction of mine. Now let’s come to the actual story. Actually this is not a story but a real incident of my life. I am sharing this here only because iss is also a reason of happening...

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Pretend Prostitute

Pretend Prostitute By Kachakali This story is based on an anime picture I found. See it and other works of mine over on my hobby site http://nevermoreuniversity.blogspot.mx Enjoy. I got the frantic call from Mom a few days ago. My sis, Pamela was gone for far too long and Mom was getting worried that she wouldn't have enough food for Becky. Sis barely left enough money for mom to get some diapers. Looks like sis dropped her off on purpose with her. Surely my slut of a sister is...

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Mary the PROSTITUTE WHORE her side of the story

     This is iIn response to my story named    How I got my wife to become a PROSTITUTE & A WHORE                           Today I received a nice note from   a friend.   Here is a copy of it. fantastic story you wrote, plaese give regards to mary, I hope one day she will tell her side off the story.       Well I thought that was a great idea so I asked Mary herself to let you know what she thought.       First of all before Mary gives you her...

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The Adventures of Americanman Dreamworld

The Adventures of American-man: Dreamworld By Paul G Jutras Chapter One: Doorway of Doom October 31, 3086, a historical team uncovered a weird chest with pictures carved all over the outside. Each was dressed in hiking boots, knee-high socks, too tight shorts, sleeveless shirts and pit helmets. As one of them broke open the chest a mist rose out and formed into a skull headed demon. Rays shot from it's eye socks, transforming the girls' skin to plastic. As they fell over, the...

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Child Prostitute

Child Prostitute She was hanging outside my place of business all day long looking like a hooker but afraid to solicit money for sex from a stranger. Obviously she was new at it. I had seen a few prostitutes on my corner over the years but she was just a kid. Finally I walked outside and asked her if she wanted something to eat and drink. She said yes and I invited her inside. I asked her what she liked to eat and then I ordered a pizza for us to share and a couple of sodas. We...

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Sex With Young Intern In Rural India

Hi, this is Sam again ..frankly I am enjoying so much narrating all these stories that I have another one for you. This is as recently as yesterday. And thanks to ISS for publishing my sex story – all are real and not fantasies. You can always get in touch with me on for any reason – exchange of ideas, friendship or hook up – girls/women only to hook with no strings attached. I am open to all ideas – I travel quite a bit and you never know – it’s a small world! This is incidence just happened...

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Singapore To India

Hi ISS readers, I am Kiran, 29 and 5’-9”. I am from Hyderabad currently living in Singapore. This story is about how I fucked my ex girlfriend after her marriage. My ex girlfriend is a doctor now, working in Hyderabad. She was my girl friend in my schooling and college with a series of mis understandings and we had to bid goodbye to our relationship. Nothing really happened when we were in a relationship.when I joined in my first job and she got married to a divorcee. I don’t the reason why she...

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Lesbian women in India

It was a rainy day when I alighted at Bombay for the first time. I was married to a wealthy businessman from Goa. Rainy days at Bombay are real hell. You see all beautiful Victorian buildings and Manhattan like sky scrappers in pictures, films and all other booklets about Bombay. But if you happen to land at Bombay on a rainy day, your dreams will die first. I was also like you only, totally upset with the ugly black mud, the roads full of potholes, train traffic totally disrupted. My husband...

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The Prostitute

The woman of 26 years swallowed the semen and zipped up Kirk’s pants. She kissed him lightly and smiled as she gracefully inserted her breasts into the cups of her bra. “Was it as good for you as it was for me?” Caitlin asked. Kirk smiled. “Always! How many times did you cum?” he asked. “Eight this time.” She was a brunette, short hair, slim and sexy of a 25 inch waist. Her breasts were rounded and perky and her ass was so tight that it was hell to enter her anally at first. She kissed Kirk one...

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The Life of a Willing and Eager Prostitute

Your name is Marie. You were born in a time when many things have become better for the world. Nowadays there is no such thing as illegal prostitution or sexual slavery that is not voluntary. That's lucky for you because since you were a young teenager you've always wanted to be a prostitute. Something about being used purely for someone else's pleasure has always made you extremely aroused. Today is your 18th birthday and you can't think of a better birthday present to yourself than becoming...

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How I Became A Prostitute 8211 Part 3

Hi guys this is Ramya, I am back with the continuation of the xxx stories series. Before I continue I would like to clarify a few things. Number 1 : I now stay in Bangkok and visit India only 2 times every year and Shalini also stays here. Number 2: many of you are asking me to share my photos. But to keep it a surprise I would like to wait until the final parts to share my pics and videos. Whoever is very actively sharing their reviews with me will get one of my videos. Number 3 : many of you...

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Cousin Waseem

Dear readers, you must have read many incest stories till date but I am sure you must have never come across a sister fucker cousin, like ours. Just read it and then give your comments. Actually, we belong to eastern Uttar Pradesh and live in a joint family. It may sound strange but we were 3 sisters,myself being youngest. After lot of prayers my youngest Uncle was blessed with a boy. My father and other uncles must have been inspired by this feat and thinking the fortunes will turn in their...

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South American Cock Torment

South American Cock TormentAndy Douglas was eighteen even though he only looked much younger. Five seven, he had a nice balance of slim waist, good shoulders and a neat, tight butt. Plenty of sport and exercise in the open air had given him a great tan and a body with good muscular definition including a modest six-pack. The sun had also bleached his shock of naturally blonde hair. Coupled with pale blue eyes and a ready smile he looked good and attractive?and he knew it.He liked girls, but...

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Breed Beach 5 All American1 3 videos

America hosts dozens of agents, who work secretly exclusively for me. Although all-American applicants think they are for porn.America's agencies are in all major cities, which house hot tasty teen or twen beautiful brides to be. We will mention all towns.Professor Poet-PETER erotic experiments interestingly include his agencies world wide. Together a dozen of dozens capitals.Professor Poet-PETER prayed his dear great granddaughter Princess Petra to go the other side of the 'big drink', to...

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Breed Beach 5 All American1 3 videos

America hosts dozens of agents, who work secretly exclusively for me. Although all-American applicants think they are for porn.America's agencies are in all major cities, which house hot tasty teen or twen beautiful brides to be. We will mention all towns.Professor Poet-PETER erotic experiments interestingly include his agencies world wide. Together a dozen of dozens capitals.Professor Poet-PETER prayed his dear great granddaughter Princess Petra to go the other side of the 'big drink', to...

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