Novel & Cerita Elevator Sex Stories

I whispered into her ear and sucked on her lobe. “Pour it all into my ass!” she gasped as her legs began to tremble from my hard thrust. I jerked violently as I shot everything into her. She clenched down hard on my cock and I released an involuntary moan. It took a while for the both of us to get ourselves. “Elevator sex is amazing,” she murmured and put my cock back in my pants and zipped me up. She pulled down her skirt and adjusted her clothes and hair. It was like nothing happened.

Shit-shit-shit, will I be able to take all of him? The sensation is overwhelming, and I cry out in pleasure as Victor begins to thrust deep inside me. He fills me completely, hitting all of those sensitive spots inside my pussy that send shockwaves of pleasure through my body with every thrust. I want to scream, but I can hear a group of people frustratingly trying to make the elevator come down to their level. “Why is it stuck?” “I don’t know...maybe we should take the stairs?” There is a long exhale. “I could have sworn I saw someone enter the elevator just seconds before!”

But as all good things are short-lived, the fucking elevator stops, and the lights come back on, so we stop moving. "It's stopped, amen, it's stopped! I'm getting sick... I..." The handsome man with the thick eyebrows says hysterically. "You're not going to fucking faint!" The handsome blue-eyed man says nervously. "That's easy for you to say, I'm not used to doing things in the elevator! Did you know that he has sex with his wife in the elevator all the time and that it was their first time in an elevator? She sucked him off and I only found out the intimate details a few months ago when I blackmailed my little flower into telling me everything, the people in my family don't tell me anythin

The reality, of course, was that the people paid no unique attention to the two other than to notice Jasmine's stocking-clad legs and Dana's voluptuous bust. Once in the elevator, Dana pressed sixteen. Once the elevator door closed, Dana turned and pressed her lips onto her MILF's lips. Jasmine immediately opened her mouth, and the two were kissing like two horny lovers. Their tongues danced and explored every crevice of each other's mouths. Dana broke the kiss and asked, her breath already erratic, "Ever do it in an elevator?" Jasmine responded, surprised by the question. "No." Dana hit the stop button, and the elevator came to a jolting, sudden stop between the tenth and eleventh floors. B

He responded by sliding one hand to my waist, while angling my head with the other in order to deepen the kiss. I moaned into his mouth, unable to stop myself from rubbing against the bulge in his jeans. An answering moan sounded deep in his throat. His fingers tightened over my hip. “We should stop,” he ground out, breaking the kiss. I don’t say anything instead I press the stop sign on the elevator with a faint smile. We have lived in this house for years now but we have never actually had sex in our home elevator and we have had sex everywhere around the house, well some places excluded like our daughters room.

He pulls back and drives forward and I cry out and grab the handrail above me and he does it again and the elevator wall is solid behind me and his body is solid in front of me and I am pinned between two warm solid things and thoroughly occupied by one of them. He fucks me against the elevator wall in the amber emergency light of a building whose power is out and I take every stroke and push back for more and my sounds echo back to me from all four walls and the ceiling and the floor and I don't care about any of it. "Yes," I gasp. "Marcus, yes, harder!" "Like this?" He drives in harder. "Exactly like that," I breathe. "Don't change it, don't slow down..." "Tell me," he says against my thro

The hotel staff’s discreet nods went unnoticed as Mahesh led her directly towards the elevator bank. The elevator ride up was a concentrated eternity of tense, thrilling silence. It was a mirrored cage where they were entirely alone, their reflections staring back, betraying the desire they were attempting to contain. Mahesh pressed the button for his floor, and as the doors hissed shut, he turned to her. They leaned into each other, their bodies indulging in small, desperate touches—a hand resting on a thigh, a cheek brushing a shoulder, a breath caught in the air between them. They were feeding on the proximity, knowing precisely what was about to happen once those doors opened and they we

"Seventh floor. East wing." I smiled and thanked him before I finally walked towards the elevator. As I ride it in silence, I flashbacked to how I started with my first customer and I was such a shy virgin that time riding an elevator up to his hotel room. Now here I am, an expert private escort spending my Thursday with one of Sweden's richest married man with three kids. Three kids and he could still cheat with his wife. Men. They will always always always be tempted no matter how much they love their wives. They will always cheat.

inside the elevator, As Wayne and Kaylar found themselves alone in the elevator, a spark ignited between them. Their eyes locked as their hearts raced in anticipation. The air grew thiStill ck with tension, and without a word, they moved closer to each other. In that small, confined space Kaylar felt the heat radiating from Wayne's body, drawing her in like a magnet. Their lips met, and the world seemed to fade away. There, in the dimly lit elevator, their kiss began with a slow, tantalising rhythm.

I asked,frowning and agitated from sexual fustration. It hurt so much to walk to the elevator with her. Unable to hold it in the long ride up the elevator, I slammed her back on the elevator wall, planting a kiss on her lips as my hand trailed up her blouse,she tried to wriggle out of my grasp but I held her down.I used the opportunity to slip my tongue deeper into her mouth as I drove my hips into her in order for her to feel how much I craved for her. "Don't do this"I begged as the elevator dinged to a stop at our destination floor.