Something About Elevators - Sex Stories

Something About Elevators

... “Never.” I walked over to the wall, then remembered my cell phone. I dug into my purse, pulled it out, and threw it back in. “No fucking signal.” I had forgotten the company had made the elevators cellphone proof to cut back on people talking and bothering the riders. “Looks like we’re trapped.” “It does indeed.” Samuel moved toward me. “Maybe we can make good use of our time.” “How so?” I asked. Samuel leaned down and kissed me forcefully on the mouth. Images from multiple erotic stories flashed through my mind. Here was this handsome stranger kissing me in an elevator. I could feel his hard cock press against my body, the scent of his cologne and my arousal filled my nostrils, and my thong got wetter. He took my hands at my wrists, held them over my head, and pressed his body against me. “I can smell your pussy, you know,” he said, breathlessly. “And I’m curious to see what you taste like.” I shuddered as he kissed me again. His tongue invading my mouth, probing, teasing, tasting. I felt my nipples stand up and press out like the buttons on a winter coat against his chest. One hand held my wrists, the other began to unbutton my blouse and vest. I knew it was wrong, I was letting this stranger touch me where only Charles has, and yet, I wanted it. I wanted this stranger to fulfill my fantasy. His hand caressed my bra covered breast as he began to kiss down my jaw line. I moaned softly as he pushed my bra up. “Beautiful tits,” he said. “Thanks,” I replied. He released my ...

... wrists and clamped his mouth on one nipple as his fingers began twisting my other causing me to moan. His free hand reached under my skirt, teasing my pussy though my thong. Electricity shot through my body as he sucked, bit, tugged, and touched me. I reached out and began to push his jacket off his shoulders. I had to touch him too. I felt his hands reach under my skirt and lower my thong. “I’m going to taste you now,” he growled. I shuddered as he raised my skirt and lowered my pink thong to the floor. So many thoughts ran through my mind, so many words I wish I could have said as I placed my hand on his muscular shoulder and stepped out of my thong. A moment later I felt his lips latch onto my pussy and suck. I moaned loudly and shuddered. I nearly had an orgasm right there and then. I braced myself against the wall as his tongue probed my inner walls, then flicked my clit. His hands came up my legs and held my ass firmly as he sucked my clit into his mouth. He pushed my legs apart as far as I could go and remain standing, then slid one finger into my ass, and one into my pussy. I screamed as I exploded on his fingers. I felt my pussy clamp down as my orgasm raged through my body. My juices ran down my leg, inside my thighs. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I screamed. Samuel was on his feet in a split second. I heard his zipper fall and I caught a quick glance of his rigid shaft with the purple knob before I felt his cock slam into me. He grabbed my legs and wrapped them around his waist ...