in jet~

Kriti couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the private jet her stepfather, Rohan, had arranged for their trip to the Bahamas. It was a luxurious surprise, a far cry from their usual commercial flights. She had always felt a peculiar tension between them, a silent acknowledgment of their mutual attraction, but one they both knew they should resist. After all, society would never approve of such a taboo relationship.

As she stepped onto the plush carpet of the jet's interior, her heart raced. The cabin was dimly lit, creating an intimate atmosphere. Soft leather seats and elegant wood paneling adorned the cabin, making it more like a high-class lounge than a typical airplane. Rohan stood at the back, his tall, muscular frame commanding attention. His dark eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint as he watched her reaction.

"Welcome aboard, Kriti. I thought we could use a little extra comfort for our getaway," he said, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine.

Kriti's heart pounded as she took in the surroundings, her mind already racing with forbidden thoughts. She knew this trip would be different, a chance to explore the unspoken desires they both shared.

As the jet took off, the gentle vibrations added a sensual buzz to the atmosphere. Kriti and Rohan sat across from each other, their eyes locked in a silent conversation. The anticipation was palpable; they were both aware of the potential consequences, yet the temptation was too strong to ignore.

Rohan poured two glasses of champagne, the bubbles fizzing seductively in the dim light. "To us, and to new experiences," he said, raising his glass.

Kriti clinked her glass against his, their fingers brushing ever so slightly. "To new experiences," she echoed, her voice hoarse with desire.

As the jet soared higher, Rohan leaned forward, his gaze intense. "You know, Kriti, there are no rules up here. We're above the world and its judgments." His voice was low and seductive.

Kriti's breath quickened. She knew he was right; they were free to indulge their desires without fear of discovery. Leaning closer, she whispered, "What did you have in mind, Rohan?"

With a slow, deliberate movement, Rohan unbuttoned the top of her silk blouse, his fingers brushing against her warm skin. "I've always wanted to explore every inch of you, Kriti. And here, in the sky, we can take our time."

Kriti's breath caught in her throat as his skilled fingers teased her nipples through the lace of her bra. She arched her back, inviting him to continue. Rohan's touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure through her body. He unhooked her bra, revealing her full, plump breasts, and took a hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking gently.

Moaning softly, Kriti reached for his belt, eager to return the favor. She undid the buckle, her fingers brushing against the bulge in his pants. Rohan's breath hitched as she slid her hand inside, wrapping her fingers around his thick, throbbing cock.

"You're so wet, Kriti," he whispered, his voice hoarse with need. "I want to taste you."

Kriti spread her legs, her pussy already throbbing with anticipation. Rohan knelt between her thighs, his warm breath tickling her sensitive skin. He gently parted her folds, revealing her glistening pink center. His tongue flicked out, teasing her clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. Kriti arched her back, her hands gripping the seat cushions as he delved deeper, his tongue thrusting in and out of her hot, wet pussy.

"Oh, Rohan!" she cried out, her hips bucking against his face. He held her thighs firmly, his tongue working relentlessly, driving her towards the edge of ecstasy. Her orgasm built, an intense pressure coiling within her. Just as she was about to climax, Rohan stopped, his breath hot on her sensitive flesh.

"Not yet, my sweet Kriti. I want to make this last," he whispered, his voice thick with desire.

Kriti whimpered with need, her body aching for release. Rohan stood, his cock straining against his pants. He quickly undressed, revealing his muscular physique. Kriti's mouth watered at the sight of his thick shaft, already glistening with pre-cum.

Rohan positioned himself between her legs, his cock teasing her wet entrance. "Are you ready for me, Kriti?" he asked, his voice strained with anticipation.

"Yes, please, Rohan. I need you inside me," she begged, her eyes pleading.

With one smooth thrust, he filled her completely, their bodies meeting in a perfect union. Kriti gasped as he began to move, his cock sliding in and out of her tight, wet pussy. The jet's vibrations added a unique sensation, intensifying the pleasure with each stroke.

Rohan's hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as he pounded into her relentlessly. Their moans filled the cabin, a symphony of raw desire. Kriti's body trembled as another orgasm built, her pussy clenching around his shaft.

"Cum for me, Kriti," Rohan growled, his voice raw. "Let me feel your hot pussy milk my cock."

His words sent her over the edge. Kriti cried out, her body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over her. Rohan's thrusts became more urgent, and with a final deep stroke, he buried himself to the hilt, filling her with his hot cum.

They collapsed in a heap, their sweat-slicked bodies still intertwined. Kriti smiled, knowing that this trip would forever change the nature of their relationship. The sky was indeed the limit for their forbidden passion.

As the jet began its descent, Kriti and Rohan dressed, their eyes locking in a silent understanding. The getaway had been a wild, passionate adventure, and they both knew that their real journey was only just beginning