Elevator Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Rebecca encouraged, her breath a warm caress against Sammy’s cheek as her fingers brushed Sammy’s thigh, guiding her into the opulent lobby. The building’s sleek, modern interior seemed to echo Sammy’s frantic heartbeat as they stepped into the elevator. Its quiet ascent only added to the escalating anticipation. Rebecca stood impossibly close, her hand resting initially on Sammy’s lower back, then subtly moving to cup her backside, a soft, teasing rub sending a thrilling warmth radiating up her spine. Sammy’s mind spun in a blur of excitement and nerves, barely registering the floors ticking upward until the soft ding signaled their arrival.

He stretched me open, bottomed out until his balls pressed against my ass, and started moving immediately — hard, relentless, every stroke hitting me so deep I saw stars. The elevator was still moving. Up. Up. The numbers on the display climbed higher and higher. Each floor felt like forever. My breasts bounced against his chest with every thrust. My skirt was around my waist. My panties were still in my purse, forgotten. Every time the elevator slowed at a floor, I held my breath, praying no one would come in. Every time it kept going, I moaned louder. “You’re so fucking tight,” he growled against my neck, teeth scraping my skin. “So wet. So greedy. Taking every inch like you were made for

“They might hear us. If they aren’t already wondering why the elevator has stopped.” Oh no. They were going to get caught. Two elevators went up and down the floors, but the other was mainly used for heavy carrying. Eveline tried to find the panic inside her—that she needed to tell him to stop. But she couldn’t. She couldn’t think either. She shoved her fist into her mouth when he pulled her panties to the side, thrusting a finger in. She was already wet—and her legs trembled as she clenched around him, riding his hand.

I pant, wrapping my legs around Alex’s waist. Thud. Thud. Thud. The elevator shakes with our movement. I’m grinding against him, my heels digging into his back. The vibrator is still buzzing inside me, pinned between his cock and my own flesh. "We're crazy," Alex grunts, biting my neck. "We're actually crazy." "Don't stop," I beg. "Faster." The floor numbers blur on the display. 30... 35... 40... The risk of the doors opening is palpable. Any member of the staff could call the car. We would be caught mid-coitus, wearing spy gear, in the middle of a heist.

She whimpered and came up for air from our kiss, breathing haltingly against my cheek. “That feels so good, Jack.” “They're so big,” I said. “You like big tits?” “I love them.” “I’d like to show you more, if you’d like that.” Evelyn kept on pumping my cock. The feeling was out of this world and I knew it wouldn't take long before I would orgasm and make a mess of my suit. Suddenly there was a grinding sound, then a click of machinery and the elevator sprang to life, transporting us upwards again. “Shit,” I said.

Lisa threw her head back, moans bouncing off her mouth as Aiden’s mouth explored her skin, making her clit swell, razor-sharp pleasure, licking her inside. “Holy shit!!” Someone yelped as the elevator door fluttered open to reveal couples…maybe making out in the elevator. Lisa quickly climbed off Aiden’s arm, and lowered to her feet, blushing. She felt stupid. Though, she’s willing to get stupid just to have the sex gods as hers. “Sorry, man.” Aiden quirked his brow as he spilled the words.

she muttered in her mind. And she tightened her grip on the man while their companions were unaware of the obscenity they committed. At the same time, as she reached her climax, the elevator opened. She stood properly, and he did the same, their companions had already left. She stared at her boss in front of her. She couldn't believe it. She just experienced being finger-fucked in an elevator, and worst of all, it happened to many people around them, and she liked what her XL boss did.

Jane tried to stop them, but she couldn't fight off all three. It didn't take long before their hands were all over her body, with the men getting even more brazen as the elevator rose. By the time they reached the fifth floor, Jane's clothes were on the floor of the elevator. Jane couldn't stop them from fondling her breasts, pulling on her nipples, they even had the nerve to stick their fingers in her cunt and ass. As the elevator went higher, the men got even bolder. They sucked on her tits and licked her cunt as well. By some miracle, no one else got on the elevator, but all three men ended up getting off, getting their dicks out and spraying Jane with semen.

Russell’s grip on my arm was firm but not bruising as he led me up the wide, curving staircase toward our master bedroom. My legs still trembled from the intense double penetration downstairs, and with every step I could feel the warm, sticky evidence of Viktor and Elias’s release slowly leaking down my inner thighs. The mixture of their cum made my skin slick, a constant, humiliating reminder of what I had just done — what I had been made to do — in front of my husband.

The dam of passion burst open as we wildly groped each other like a couple of teenagers who had been grounded for a year! After we petted for a few minutes, Eva grabbed my bulging crotch and growled, “I fucking want you.” I croaked weakly, “Yes” as she led me by the hand into the next room, pulling off her tank top and skirt as we walked between the rooms. Obviously, she did a bit of wardrobe planning for tonight!