Quickie in the Elevator
Have you ever been stuck in an elevator? I have... but I'll never forget the time I got stuck with Mr. Luiz.
He's the company's jack-of-all-trades, always solving everyone's problems. Like Severino, you know? He changes light bulbs, maintains the elevator, the bathroom, and the time clock. But what he really likes is teasing me. He's always calling me hot, groping me whenever he can. A real scoundrel.
That day I got into the elevator late, without even realizing he was there. I only realized it when I felt his beard brushing against my neck and his warm voice in my ear:
— All smelling nice… and you don’t even look at the poor? You think you’re something, huh?
I got goosebumps right then and there. I arched up without thinking, rubbing my ass against his hard cock.
— Oh, Mr. Luiz… I’m sorry, I didn’t even notice you here.
He chuckled, sneered again, shamelessly, and squeezed my waist.
"You look delicious in that little dress," she whispered, slowly lifting it until my ass was exposed. Excited, I let her, but I always let her get away with it.
Suddenly, the elevator stopped between two floors, the lights were off, and people were complaining. He just laughed and said:
— Calm down, people… your Savior is here.
He picked up the radio and alerted someone about the breakdown.
He'd barely put down the radio when he put his hand on my ass, squeezing, smoothing, pulling my panties to the side. People were complaining, and I don't think anyone noticed that my nipples were already rubbing against the cold door, moaning softly.
— Dirty little bitch… — He spoke in my ear, biting my ear, rubbing it, making me rear up.
His hand came down and started rubbing my clit. I bit my lip, trembling, and came right there, soaking my panties.
— I'm going to fuck you right here — he whispered in my ear.
I didn't even have time to respond. He thrust that thick cock in all at once. I felt it tear inside me; it was huge and hot.
— Oh, fuck… what a delicious cock! — escaped my mouth, but very quietly.
He thrust slowly, but each thrust was deep and strong. With each thrust, I bucked up, wanting him to fuck me completely. The sound of his cum sloshing in and out of my pussy mixed with the hum of the people in the elevator.
Nibbling my earlobe, he murmured:
— Shake it, bitch. Make that pussy suck my dick.
I obeyed, grinding my hips, feeling the head of his cock hit me. I wanted more, wanted him to fuck me like an animal, but he controlled the pace, torturing me. Until he couldn't take it anymore: he came hard, spurting hot cum inside me, filling me completely.
The smell of cum filled the elevator, and for a second everyone was silent. I quickly straightened my dress, but while we were secretly kissing, it brushed up again.
Shortly afterward, the radio announced the elevator was coming back. I pulled my clothes back on, my heart racing. He got off on the sixth floor, smiling cynically, and I followed him to the eighth, my pussy dripping with cum, my panties stuck with so much hot milk.
And I just thought: I want to be trapped with that bastard again.
So, what do you think? Is he a jerk or not? Don't forget to comment, it's important to me, I love to know your reactions or what you thought. Kisses
