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Something About Elevators
Date: 8/2/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Cheating, Erotica, Job/Place-of-work, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com
“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 ...