Elevator Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Sighing, I walk to the elevator and I have just pressed the button to call the car as I get spun around and slammed against the wall. Domenico claims my lips with his, lifting one of my legs to press himself into me as he keeps groping me. My senses twirl around in the most awesome way as I try to keep up with him devouring me without suffocating because of the lust burning up in me. I clasp his shirt, pulling him closer to me as a ping resounds, and the opening doors of the elevator bring us back to this dimension. “Good night,” he says huskily, taking a step back to make me board the elevator on wobbly legs.

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.

One look at him and the rest of his words died in his throat. Everyone threw me a similar look as I walked into the hotel with a giggling woman in my arms. This would undoubtedly cast a slight stain on my reputation. Ignoring them all, I walked straight to the second elevator and pressed the penthouse button. “Wow, your room is so shiny…” “It’s an elevator.” “I don’t think I’ve ever had elevator sex before.” She mumbled, then grinned again. “Th—There’s a first ti—tiime for every…thing.”

Locked within the closed confines of the elevator, I could feel the se*ual tension mount between us. “How?” I rolled my eyes in disbelief. “She asks me how!” He rolled his eyes melodramatically while I frowned. Did this have a se*ual implication? Yes, of course! How could I be so dumb? “Do you want to see for yourself how much I want you every second?” A gasp escaped my lips, and I plastered myself against the walls of the elevator. “No, thanks. I’m better off not knowing.” The elevator opened, and I extricated my hand from his hold and ran out with his chuckles following me.

He hit her womb with a heavy thud, making her stomach jump. At the same time, Leo stood up. He was already hard, his massive athlete’s cock standing straight up. He pushed it into Lily’s mouth. Now, she was totally full. She had Jax in her pussy and Leo in her mouth. She couldn't even breathe. She could only feel the massive size of the two men. The erotica of the balcony was wild. The wind was blowing, the city was watching from below, and Lily was being used like a toy by two of the most powerful men in the world.

Not well, the elevator closed and I practically corner Carlos against the wall: — You can send the fine. - I speak facing the elevator camera. Kiss my husband, nibble his lips, his neck, driving him crazy. Carlos this time does not dispute, letting his hands explore my body. He kisses my neck, dropping his lips until he finds my nipple, horny. Carlos slips the thin straps of my dress across my arms and then sucks my breasts at the same time as I caress her hair. I can feel my panties wet with desire, for me, we had sex there in the elevator, but we got to our floor. Carlos lifts me in his arms, forcing me to intertwine my legs at his waist, trapping my dress with our bodies. He leads us to o

As he restrained my hands above my head, his kisses grew more intense, and I surrendered to uninhibited moans, grateful for the privacy the elevator afforded us. The prospect of losing my virginity loomed before me, yet there was no nervousness or second-guessing. My only desire was to feel his touch, to have him explore every inch of me, to be wholly consumed by him. The elevator's doors chimed open, and he effortlessly lifted me, wrapping my legs around his waist. He carried me into his penthouse, a marvel of luxury and style. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, I could see the city sprawled beneath us, with a thousand tiny lights illuminating different households.

"When we were a thing, you were never bothered about time or place. We did it here once you know and that one time in the elevator. The elevator sex was my favorite." Her voice was sexy and suggestive but Damian was not in the mood and besides, he had moved on from her. "Well, if you want elevator sex, I'm sure there are a bunch of other guys who would love to make you moan for them there but I'm not one of those guys." She pouted angrily and leaned on his desk. "It's been a while since I came to your office you know–" She felt the table and pressed the secret button under his desk that locked the door to his office,

To my massive relief, the elevator arrives, and the doors glide open with a swish. But the moment I spot the couple inside, I freeze in my tracks. They’re all over each other, swapping spit right in the middle of the elevator. What’s even weirder? They couldn’t care less about having an audience. The guy just covers his girl with his body, like he’s shielding her from prying eyes, and keeps jamming his tongue down her throat. She’s trying to stifle her moans, but it’s a lost cause. His wandering hands are on a mission to make her squirm with pleasure.

We both were panting and the smell of our cum lingering in the elevator. Nicolas wrapped his arms around me and rested his head on my neck after planting soft kisses all over my face. "I think we should go now." I murmured into his ear. "Not yet, amore mio." I felt him smirking on my neck. Holy fuck! And then he turned me around, shoved his dick inside me and fucked me until the hotel authority called a mechanic to open the elevator because they thought we got trapped into the elevator.