This feels so wrong, I can't help but think as I'm perched on the edge of her desk, my legs spread wide as my knuckles turn white from gripping the edge so tightly as she sucks and bites at my inner thighs as I whimper. Her hands hold my thighs far apart, biting harder whenever I try to snap my legs shut, ignoring my whimpers for her to stop. I know she's used to doing this but I'm not. Especially not in a place so public as her office. People are almost constantly coming and going from it. I know she locked the door when she pinned me against it earlier and began smashing her lips against mine, slipping her tongue in to play with mine but I'm still anxious that someone will disturb us. My fingers grip into her hair as I pull her face away from my inner thighs, her eyes playfully glancing up at me as she notices the tomato-coloured flush covering my face. "What's wrong, lovely?" She teasingly whispers, her hands continuing to play with my thick thighs. "Come on, tell daddy what's wrong." "I'm not really comfortable..." I utter making her arch a beautiful brow. "Oh, I'm sure when I'm fucking you that'll be the last of your worries," she chuckles, standing up so that she can lean over me as one of her hands slithers around my waist to support me as I lean away from her. Without any warning she rubs her large bulge against me making a muffled moan leave my lips. She kisses and sucks at my neck, definitely going to leave hickeys as I try to resist. "Just relax for me, love. I promise I'll be gentle."For some reason I don't believe her, especially as her fingers begin to roughly rub my sensitive bundle of nerves with a sly smile. "Just enjoy the feeling. I'll make sure to take care of you if you pass out." *** Haelyn doesn't recall anything before she woke up in the middle of nowhere, her body in pain and feeling...different. She has no clue as to what happened to her until she finally can look at her new reflection.

"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.

I am here to write a fanfiction featuring two iconic characters from TV show: Sahir Azeem Chaudhary from the show Humsafars and Maya Mehrotra from Beyhadh. The story will revolve around their pain and a slow-burn love between them. All the other characters will remain the same as in the shows, but there will be no Arjun and Saanjh. Most of the dialogues will be written in Hindi/Urdu, maintaining the style of both characters. Do check out the alternate version of this story - Kashish - Naya Mod https://www.wattpad.com/story/409161966?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Livestories03

Three years undercover, Jordan Cruz has sacrificed everything to bring down La Fiera. When her carefully constructed cover collides with a captive, pregnant Angela Lopez, Jordan must choose between the case that defines her and the love she never stopped carrying. Jordan Cruz x Angela Lopez the rookie season 4-... I only own the character Jordan Cruz

ये कहानी special @PragyaSrivastava624 ji k liye likhi gyi h.

In the towns of Lucknow, ASI Samairaa Vashisht is a recently appointed officer. She has been told to train under SI Karishma Singh. What twists and turns will Karishma experience, and how will they impact her relationships with others? (So fed up of this track and specially the chars of Phuspa Ji, Haseena and Cheetah that I am bringing another entry who will fight for my Karishma like the others do with Karishma for Haseena. and the best part of this character is that she isn't a rang badlu like others!)

this is a sequel of beyhadh serial.. peek in to know more

Maya Mehrotra is studying a degree in Medicine. All she has to do to finish the degree is write the exams. However, being a student comes with a lot of expenses and a lot of money Maya does not have. She is in a large amount of debt, due to the piled up student loans, she has to used in order to pay for college. So, she started working as a personal assistant to Sahir Choudhary for the past year, to try and pay off her studies, but things did not quite go to plan..Sahir.. He's cold, arrogant and one of the richest men in New York City. He gets everything he wants. Everything except Maya, and he will stop at nothing to get what he can't have...

Some people enter your life quietly, yet leave a mark you can't forget. Vainavi Gunjal is calm, composed, and quietly fierce, but only a few truly know. Aritri Acharjee is bright, impulsive, and restless. In the chaos of medlife, where deadlines and exams rule, their worlds collide. Between rare gestures of care, unspoken lessons, and subtle moments that matter more than words, a bond slowly forms: one that neither expected, but both need. Chosen - The Sisters Saga is a story about the bond between a senior junior who becomes home long before you realize it.

Ek saal... 365 din aur hazaron yaadein. Poori duniya ne maan liya ki S.H.O. Haseena Malik us pahadi se girne ke baad khatam ho chuki hain. MPT mein unki jagah Urmila Mahadev Mhatre ne le li hai, jo shakal se toh Haseena hai par rooh se nahi. Sabne samjhauta kar liya, par S.I. Karishma Singh? Karishma aaj bhi har raat unhi junglon ko chhaanti hai. Uske liye Haseena Malik sirf ek officer nahi, uska poora wajood thi. Log kehte hain Karishma pagal ho gayi hai, par Karishma ka dil kehta hai ki uski MS zinda hai. Doosri taraf, ek anjaan basti mein ek ladki hai jise log 'Hasu' kehte hain. Use nahi pata wo kaun hai, kahan se aayi hai... use bas apna naam yaad hai - Haseena. Kya Karishma ki zidd Haseena ko waapas la payegi? Ya 'Memory Lane' ki ye galiyan unhe hamesha ke liye juda kar dengi?