My name is Kajal Vishwakarma. I was a 21-year-old college girl in Varanasi, where my life took a wild turn I never could’ve imagined. College had sucked me into a whirlwind of booze, late-night parties, and raw, sweaty sex. I was hooked, craving cock every damn day. When I couldn’t get a guy to fuck me, I’d shove my fingers or a thick dildo into my dripping pussy to tame the fire inside. I had a stash of big dildos and vibrators, all ordered online, hidden in my hostel room. At night, I’d fuck myself senseless for hours, my pussy throbbing as I rode those toys to orgasm after orgasm. The pleasure was like a drug, sending me to paradise. But this story is about the night my life flipped upside down—when my own daddy fucked me in front of a mirror, shattering every boundary and making my pussy and ass his forever.