The Elevator - Sex Stories

The Elevator

... beat when I realized I had been sold like a cow or perhaps a valuable parakeet. The next thing I heard was a soft moan. I listened intently and realized that I was listening to the sound of them kissing. Unable to see, I imagined the scene in my mind. The rustle I heard was certainly a blouse being removed, and a thump was transformed into a shoe being tossed to the floor in my mental vision. The zzzzzzz I heard was definitely the girl’s skirt being unzipped. The moans grew in intensity as I imagined them kissing behind me. I wished I could watch, but instead knelt silently. The springs of the bed compressed squeaking as I pictured them lying down on the clean bedspread. "Mmmm yess baby," I heard the stranger whisper. "There’s where I like it..." "Oooo, you taste fantastic," the girl cooed. I knelt. Listening. My sex growing ever damper as they made love three feet behind me. For a long time they rolled and moaned and made erotic sucking and squishing sounds. Hours perhaps. I had no reference for time. My hands slid down my back and I leaned forward slightly. I found I could barely brush the bottom of my vulva if I extended my forefingers, my knuckles brushing my tight rosebud. I gasped at my own touch, but was unable to even slide a finger inside myself. I squeezed my thighs together and felt my clit being stimulated by the pressure. My own groans joined theirs... I was lost in my own little auditory world. Suddenly I felt a hand grasping my hair from behind. "It’s time ...

... you joined us, Sara." I swallowed hard. I felt myself being pulled backwards and up onto the bed. Soft fingertips traced my skin as I was rolled onto my tummy on top of a pillow. A single hand on my back held me down as I felt my stockings being stripped down my thighs. I felt the nylon being looped around my ankles, and before I could resist, my legs were spread wide and tied to the frame of the hotel bed! Then, the bra was removed from my wrists; to be immediately replaced by a pair of handcuffs. *click* *click* went the cuffs around my wrists, binding them securely behind me. I tugged helplessly, finding myself quite immobile. I felt bodies moving and shifting around the king size mattress and the girl's voice said huskily, "Sara, say hello to Diane. I think you will like her." I had opened my mouth to reply when suddenly I felt legs being placed over my shoulders. I began to speak again. "Hello..." Only to have my words stopped by the scent and touch of a woman’s sex being pressed against my mouth. “Hemmmph” was all I was able to speak. I tentatively welcomed the visitor with a lick along the length of the slit. I knew immediately that it wasn’t my elevator nymph simply from the scent and taste. Her sex was sopping wet from her earlier exertions. I began to lick her with gusto, my tongue and lips working from the bottom of her pouty lips up to the top. I took her clit in my lips briefly, then returned to her labia. Her taste was different. Musky and tangy as opposed to the ...