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Deception, Conspiracy & Lust

Deception, Conspiracy & Lust

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’Then Aarti took off her saree. Now she was wearing a black blouse and petticoat. Aarti slowly opened the strings of her blouse and then removed it from her body. Then her petticoat too.After this Aarti went to the bathroom and took a shower. After coming back Aarti wore a black bra and panty. In which her body was glowing. Her fair complexion was enhanced by this black lingerie.’

Air Hostess and the Lucky Stranger

Air Hostess and the Lucky Stranger

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Esi hi ek flight pr nazia ki mulakat aarif se hui aur aarif bhi baaki k mardo ki trha hi phli nazer mei nazia k sath soone k sapne dekhne lgaa. Nazia jo abhi tk ek hi baar ki hai wo bhi kaafi wqt phle toh wo aarif k offer dene pr haa kr degi aur whaa se dono k bich ek hostess aur passanger k alawa kuch baatein shuru hongi. Nazia ka pehla experience jis mard k sath rhaa wo shuruat mei hi nazia k sath esa rhaa tha maano kisi bajaaru k sath mjee le rha ho pr nazia ko tb jitne pese mile thay usme wo kaafi khush thi aur sath hi uska pehla experience bhi acha tha pr aarif esa nhi tha wo auro k mukable jada jaanwaro jesa tha aur agr ldki uski psnd mil jaaye tb wo bilkul reham krna psnd nhi krta tha pr sath hi wo esa krne se phle wo ldki ko is kadar khush krta hai ya comfortable krta hai ki koi bhi yhi sochne lgti hai k wo raat us ldki k liye pyar bhari hogi.

The Encounter

The Encounter

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As the interview drew to a close, Rajesh extended an invitation to Anjali to learn more about him. It was a risky move, but one that he felt compelled to make. Anjali, sensing an opportunity, accepted, knowing that delving deeper into Rajesh's world would be a journey fraught with peril. As she left his penthouse, Anjali couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead. Rajesh Varma was a man of mystery and power, and she knew that getting closer to him would require more than just journalistic skills—it would require a willingness to confront her own past and embrace the unknown future that lay ahead.

The Captivity

The Captivity

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The Ramchandra Series. Approved reading by the captive. On the warm afternoons she liked to lay n*ked on her bed, covered only in a thin sheet, reading novels. It was, as was promised to her, a life of captivity. She was confined in the giant hall, no clothes or footwear. No money. No keys. Her nudity was her leash.

Bound In Desires

Bound In Desires

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’When I regained consciousness, I found myself deep into darkness. Deep-cave dark. Associated with a soft rumbling noise. The air was damp, dry. But clean. 'Where am I?' I wondered. I was lying on my side, curled up; knees pressed against my busts. Faintly, I tried moving my fingers and toes, relieved to find I could move them freely with no pain. With the exception of light drowsiness, everything seemed more or less normal. Almost normal.’

Wrong Turn

Wrong Turn

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“Hello, me Hetal Joshi boltey” (I am Hetal Joshi speaking) (Hetal called up the Arthur road jail authorities again today in the hope of a miracle, but even before she could continue, the person at the other end replied), “Aho madam tumhaala kiti vela saangayacha ki saaheb busy aahet mhanun?” (Ma’am how many times should I tell you that sir is busy?)