Anirudh Mishra , Wing Commander in Indian Air force with a heart as wild as the mountains he soared over, craved the thrill of flight. His confidence as high as his jet, the "Viper," a symbol of his daring spirit
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Dr. Samaira Mishra, a woman of steely resolve with a mind as sharp as a scalpel, stood at the forefront of the base's medical team. Her unwavering dedication to saving lives was a constant battle against the risks inherent in flying.
Their worlds, though seemingly distant, were bound by an invisible thread. Duty, a relentless force, kept them on their designated paths. But beneath the surface, a spark of something unexpected flickered. It was a connection born of contrasting personalities, fueled by mutual respect, and yearning for something more.
This story is a tale of clashing ambitions, unexpected encounters, and the delicate dance between duty and desire. It explores the lives of Abhiraj and Samaira as they navigate the adrenaline-fueled world of fighter jets, the sterile yet crucial environment of the medical bay, and the uncharted territory of their burgeoning feelings.
Will their paths diverge in the face of duty, or will they find a way to bridge the gap between their worlds?
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+]
"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....