Dominant but Not a Pervert

Below is a real-life incident. Every name has been changed for the safety of others.

Aditi, a 27-year-old woman with a quiet demeanour, was captivated by a man who exuded an air of raw confidence. It was a fateful evening at the movie theatre that brought them together. Meer, a tall and handsome 25-year-old, had caught her attention when he intervened in a heated situation.

A group of college girls sitting a few rows ahead of Aditi became the target of rowdy men’s taunts. The men, clearly intoxicated, began making lewd comments. Their voices were slurred and filled with malicious intent. The girls, visibly shaken, tried to ignore them, but the harassment only escalated.

That’s when Meer stepped in. With a commanding presence, he approached the men. His stance was assertive, and his voice was deep and authoritative. “Leave them alone, you bastards!” he barked, his eyes flashing with anger. The men were taken aback by Meer’s sudden intervention.

They hesitated for a moment before one of them stepped forward. His face was contorted with drunken rage. “Mind your own fucking business, asshole!” he shouted, pushing Meer in the chest. But Meer didn’t back down. He grabbed the man’s collar.

Meer pulled him close, their faces inches apart. “I said, back off!” Meer growled, his breath hot against the man’s cheek. The leader’s friends, sensing the shift in power, began to retreat. Soon, they were all shuffling out of the theatre, their tails between their legs.

Aditi watched this unfold with a mix of awe and admiration. Meer’s bravery and selflessness left her breathless. As he turned to check on the girls, his eyes met Aditi’s. For a fleeting moment, she felt a connection—a spark of something intense and unknown.

After ensuring the girls were safe, Meer returned to his seat, his eyes searching for Aditi’s. He couldn’t shake the feeling that he had just made a profound connection. He needed to know her, to understand the woman whose eyes had held his gaze with such intensity.

“Thank you,” Aditi whispered as he sat down. Her voice was barely audible over the movie’s soundtrack. “That was incredibly brave of you.”

Meer smiled, his white teeth flashing in the dim light. “Couldn’t let those motherfuckers get away with that,” he replied, his voice low and raspy. “Besides, I couldn’t stand the thought of those girls being scared.”

Aditi felt her cheeks warm at his words. There was an undeniable attraction between them. She was drawn to his audacity and charm. As the movie played on, they exchanged furtive glances, each stealing secret moments to admire the other.

After the movie ended, they walked side by side, their steps synchronized as if they had rehearsed it. The night air was cool, but the heat between them was palpable.

“So, Aditi, what brings you to a movie alone?” Meer asked, his voice casual, yet there was an underlying curiosity.

“Oh, I enjoy my own company,” she replied, a slight blush tinting her cheeks. “And I love movies. What about you? Are you here alone as well?”

Meer chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that sent a shiver down Aditi’s spine. “I often am. I like to do things on my terms. No strings attached, you know?”

There was an unspoken understanding in his words, hinting at a libertine lifestyle that intrigued Aditi. She found herself wanting to know more, to peel back the layers of this enigmatic man.

Their walk led them to a nearby park, where they sat on a secluded bench, hidden away from the world. The full and bright moon illuminated their faces, casting a soft glow on their features.

“You’re different, Meer,” Aditi said, her voice soft and husky. “Most men wouldn’t have done what you did tonight. You’re brave, and I find that incredibly attractive.”

Meer leaned closer, his warm breath tickling her ear. “I’m glad you think so, Aditi. I’m not one to shy away from what I want, and right now, I want you.” His hand reached for hers, his touch sending electric currents through her body.

Aditi’s heart raced as she felt the intensity of his desire. She had never experienced such raw, unfiltered passion. Without a word, she leaned in, her lips meeting his in a tender and fierce kiss. Meer responded with a hunger that matched her own, his tongue dancing with hers in a sensual rhythm.

As their kiss deepened, Meer’s hand travelled up her thigh. His fingers gently caressed the soft skin beneath her skirt. Aditi moaned into his mouth, her body already on fire with desire. She could feel his erection pressing against her through his pants, a tangible proof of his arousal.

Breaking the kiss, Meer whispered, “Let’s get out of here. I want to taste every inch of you, Aditi.”

She nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. They stood, their hands still entwined, and went to Meer’s apartment, a short walk away. The anticipation of what was to come had Aditi’s heart pounding.

His apartment was dimly lit, the atmosphere intimate and sensual. Meer wasted no time, pulling Aditi close and claiming her lips again. His kisses were demanding and possessive as if he was staking his claim on her. Aditi responded with equal fervour.

Her hands roamed over his muscular back, feeling the heat of his skin through his shirt. With deft fingers, Meer unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her lace bra and the swell of her breasts. He paused, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight.

“You’re fucking gorgeous, Aditi,” he growled, his voice thick with want. He bent his head, his lips capturing a taut nipple through the lace, sucking and teasing it until Aditi was squirming with need. His teeth gently grazed the sensitive peak, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

“Oh, Meer,” she breathed, her hands tangling in his hair, urging him on. Meer’s hands roamed lower, sliding beneath her skirt to caress the bare skin of her thighs. His touch was electric, igniting a fire within her. He pushed her skirt up, revealing her wetness.

His fingers delved into her warmth, finding her dripping pussy.

“You’re so wet, baby,” he murmured, his fingers stroking her swollen clit. “I want to feel you cum on my fingers.”

Aditi’s breath hitched as he slid a finger inside her, his thumb continuing to circle her clit. Her hips moved in rhythm with his touch, her body craving more. “Please, Meer,” she begged, her voice hoarse with desire. “I need more.”

With a growl, Meer lifted her onto the nearby couch, his hands exploring her body with reverence. He kissed her neck, his teeth nipping at her sensitive skin, leaving a trail of kisses down to her heaving breasts.

“You like it rough, don’t you, Aditi?” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. Without waiting for a response, he bit down gently on her earlobe, sending a shockwave of pleasure through her. “I can give you what you need, baby. I can be your master, and you’ll be my submissive slut.”

Aditi’s eyes widened at his words, but the thought of submitting to this powerful man excited her. She nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. “Yes, Meer. Show me what it’s like to be yours.”

Meer’s hand moved to her throat, his fingers gently caressing her skin as he applied just enough pressure to make her aware of his strength. “You’re mine now,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “And I’m going to make you cum like you’ve never cum before.”

He pushed her down gently, his hand guiding her head towards his straining cock. “Suck my cock, Aditi,” he commanded, his voice hoarse with need. “Show me how much you want this.”

Aditi’s mouth watered at the sight of his thick, hard cock, already glistening with precum. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out to taste him, licking the salty droplet from the tip. Meer groaned, his hands threading through her hair, guiding her as she took him deep into her mouth.

She sucked and teased, her tongue swirling around his length, her hands stroking his shaft as she pleasured him. Meer’s hands tightened in her hair, his hips thrusting gently, encouraging her to take more of him. “That’s it, baby,” he grunted, his voice strained. “Suck my cock like the dirty girl I know you are.”

Aditi revelled in his dominance, her pussy throbbing with need as she pleasured him. Meer’s control began to slip, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he neared his climax. “Fuck, Aditi, I’m close,” he warned, his voice thick with desire.

Aditi increased her pace, her mouth working feverishly, her hand pumping his shaft in time with her sucking. Meer’s breath came in short, sharp gasps as he fought for control, but it was useless.

With a hoarse cry, he came, his hot cum shooting into Aditi’s mouth. His hands held her head in place as he emptied himself. Aditi savoured the taste of him, swallowing every drop, her eyes never leaving his. Meer’s gaze was intense.

His chest heaved as he recovered from the powerful orgasm. “You’re incredible, Aditi,” he whispered, his voice raspy. Pulling her up, he kissed her deeply, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of their earlier passion. “Now it’s my turn to taste you,” he murmured against her lips.

Aditi’s body trembled with anticipation as Meer guided her to the couch, positioning her on her hands and knees. He knelt behind her, his hands spreading her cheeks to reveal her glistening pussy. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he breathed, his fingers tracing her folds, collecting her wetness.

He leaned forward, his tongue flicking out to taste her, his breath hot against her sensitive skin. Aditi moaned, her head falling forward as he licked her, his tongue delving into her, exploring her most intimate places.

His fingers joined in, one sliding inside her, finding her G-spot. His thumb circled her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

“Oh, Meer, yes!” she cried, her voice echoing in the room. “Right there, please!”

Meer chuckled, the vibrations of his laughter against her clit sending her over the edge. Her orgasm crashed over her, her body shaking as she came, her juices flowing freely. Meer didn’t let up, his tongue and fingers continuing to work their magic, drawing out her pleasure until she was sobbing with release.

As her tremors subsided, Meer stood, his cock hard and ready once more. He positioned himself at her entrance, his hands gripping her hips. “I want to feel you, Aditi. I want to be inside you.”

Aditi nodded, her body still buzzing with pleasure. “Yes, Meer. Take me. Make me yours.”

With one smooth thrust, he filled her, his cock sliding deep into her wet heat. Aditi gasped, her body welcoming him as he began to move. His strokes were long and slow, each one hitting her sweet spot.

“You feel so fucking good, baby,” Meer groaned, his voice strained. “Your pussy is gripping me so tight.”

He picked up the pace, his hands spanking her ass, leaving a stinging sensation that only added to her arousal. “You like that, don’t you, you naughty girl?” he asked, his voice laced with dominance.

“Yes, Meer,” Aditi panted, her body moving in sync with his. “Spank me harder. Make me yours.”

Meer obliged, his hand coming down with more force, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the room. He leaned forward, his teeth nipping at her shoulder. His cock pounded into her with a relentless rhythm. “You’re my submissive slut, Aditi. My dirty little secret,” he growled.

Aditi’s body was on fire, her senses overwhelmed by the intensity of their passion. Meer’s dominance fueled her desire, and she found herself craving more, wanting to surrender completely.

As Meer’s thrusts became more urgent, Aditi felt her orgasm building again, her body tightening around his cock. “I’m close, Meer,” she whispered, breathless. “I want to cum with you.”

Meer’s hand reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in firm circles as he pounded into her. “Cum for me, baby,” he urged, his voice rough. “Let me feel your pussy milk my cock.”

Aditi’s body exploded in a cascade of pleasure, her walls clenching around him as she cried out his name. Meer followed her over the edge, his cock throbbing as he filled her with his release. His body was shaking with the force of his orgasm.

They collapsed onto the couch, their hearts racing and their bodies glistening with sweat. Meer held Aditi close, stroking her hair as they caught their breath.

“That was incredible, Aditi,” he whispered, his voice filled with admiration. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

Aditi smiled, her heart overflowing with emotions she couldn’t yet comprehend. “Neither have I, Meer. It’s like we were meant to be together.”

Little did Aditi know a shocking discovery would soon overshadow their passionate encounter. It would challenge her trust and force her to confront the true nature of the man she had just surrendered to so completely.

To be continued.

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