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Once inside, she pushed the button to close the door and he stood behind her. Susan stepped back and pressed against him. She ran her hands up the front of his legs and to his crotch. Peter moaned softly and unzipped his pants. She moved her hand into them and grasped his growing hardness. Susan slowly stroked it up and down, feeling it swell in her hand.
Ding! The bell rang and a couple stepped into the elevator.
“Hello, are you from the party in the restaurant on the roof?” the man asked.
“Why yes, we were just leaving.” Susan said.
His jacket concealed her hand so she kept stroking him. This was really arousing and hot. Peter was having a harder time handling his expression. He just smiled at the couple as the elevator stopped at their floor and they got out.
When the door closed Susan turned around, pushed his pants down, and dropped to her knees. She could tell by the twitching of his penis that he was extremely aroused. She licked the soft skin at the bottom of his penis and outlined the tip with her tongue, tasting the first sign of his oncoming orgasm. She reached around and hit the stop button for the elevator. Shyly, she smiled and moved her hands to his butt. She pulled him towards her and slowly took him into her mouth.
When she wrapped her tongue around him and sucked, the feeling made Peter’s knees buckle and he leaned back. He felt like he couldn’t breath as she kept pulling him in and out of her mouth, only stopping to gasp for air and begin again.
With one of her hands she reached down and rubbed her wet pussy. The juice from her excitement had her well lubricated and she slid her finger inside and thumbed her swelling clitoris.
Peter was about to burst and he grabbed the back of her head with his hands and said “Oh, please don’t stop, I’m gonna...”
Suddenly the elevator jerked and began to climb up. They rushed to compose themselves. Peter tried to hide his erection and Susan wiped away the saliva dripping down the side of her mouth.
The elevator stopped on the top floor where the party was and the CEO stepped in and asked them to push floor 21.
The elevator was quiet and Susan moved against Peter, the crease of her ass pressed against his swollen manhood. She felt the flow from her passion run down the inside of her thigh. The CEO said good evening, stepped out and walked away.
Peter couldn’t help himself. The door closed and he hit the stop button. He turned Susan around and pushed her against the cold steel elevator doors. He pulled up her skirt and she bent over a little. He knelt behind her and kissed her ass and the back of her legs. She bent even farther and spread her legs apart. Peter licked the back of her wet box and she reached back and pulled at his pants, begging him to free himself. She wanted to feel him so badly that she ached. The inferno of passion swelling in Susan had to be released. She grabbed the frame of the elevator doors.
Peter stood up and dropped his pants. He was so hard that he had to push his throbbing member down to get it into position. He slid it all the way in until his stomach pressed against her ass. The incredible feeling of the tight, wet flesh wrapping around Peter was almost too much for him. Susan gasped for air as he started to quicken his thrusts.
“Touch me with your hands,” she begged.
He thrust deep and stopped to pull her dress higher. Then he reached around to touch her breasts. She could feel him pulsing inside of her. She reached down, took his hand, and placed it over her clit. Peter was almost out of his mind as he simultaneously stroked her clit and drove inside of her. Susan’s body started to shake and her knees weakened. Peter told her he couldn’t hold back anymore.
Peter stood up straight, pulling her up with him, and plunged to the hilt as he gushed out his orgasm. Susan’s muscles tightened around him as she came at almost the same time that Peter did. Over and over his penis throbbed, sending his hot fluids into her. He staggered back and she released him. Susan fell to her knees shaking. Peter’s cock was still dripping from their experience when he tried to pull his pants up. Susan got up slowly. She helped him with his pants and gave him a kiss.
“I’ve missed you terribly,” she whispered into his ear.
Peter smiled and laughed. “Me too. I’ve wanted you every day at work.”
The elevator shook and started down again. When they stepped out of the elevator, ten people standing in the lobby all burst into applause, patting Peter on the back and shaking Susan’s hand. Confused, they walked up to the desk.
“Nice show guys. You want a copy?” the hotel manager asked as he pointed to the hotel security camera console. They stood there in shock as they saw a bank of TV screens. Some showed people getting in and out of the elevators. Below them there was a row of screens monitoring the inside of each elevator. There was even a big screen TV…showing their elevator.
The Spotlight
The door opened. Sylvia stepped out and stood in the doorway. The light from the bathroom shined behind her. Bill sat on the bed, in awe of this beautiful creature. Sylvia slowly dropped the white satin robe over her shoulders. It cascaded down her body and onto the floor. The light accentuated her silhouette. From the curvature of her breasts to the shadows on her inner thighs, even the glistening water on her pubic hair from her shower, she was a vision. She reached up and undid the band in her dark brown hair. She tossed her head from side to side, letting her hair slowly fall down past her shoulders. As she walked over to the bed, she smiled ever so slightly, trying to be shy, yet frisky. Looking at the bed, she could see what she was doing was having a positive effect; the bed looked like a pup tent.
“Are you ready for me?” asked Sylvia.
“Obviously!”
Bill tossed away the bedding and stood in front of Sylvia. Her eyes opened wide when she saw him fully erect. He pulled her to him and kissed her softly, causing her to quiver. He gazed into her eyes and kissed her again, more passionately, as if he were trying to devour her. Their hands were searching each other’s bodies as they kissed; clenching each other so tightly that each breath they took was one.
Sylvia leaned her head back and Bob kissed her neck. Then he started kissing her lower and lower, exploring her body with his mouth and tongue. He licked her cleavage and worked his mouth to each side to kiss her breasts and erect nipples. He knelt and his mouth reached her midsection. She breathed in deeply as he slipped his tongue into her bellybutton. He slowly slid one hand down her leg to lift it over his shoulder. He could smell and feel the heat of her anticipation as he worked his way down her leg. Without hesitation, he grabbed her ass and plunged his tongue inside her, tasting her sweet nectar. She let out a deep moan, arching her back and gasping as he tugged at her with his teeth, trying to bury his mouth deeper inside of her. Her legs were getting weaker as he drove his tongue in and out of her. She ran her fingers through his hair. He stopped for a second and looked up at her face. He saw a tear trickling out of the corner of her tightly closed eyes as she pulled at his hair to continue.
She let out a shriek as a wave of pleasure rushed over her, causing her entire body to shudder over and over again. He couldn’t wait any longer; he had to have her! After he picked her up and threw her onto the bed, he looked down at her writhing body. Sylvia sat up and took all of him into her mouth. She dug her nails into his chest, pulling at the hair, while she savagely dragged her hands over his body. Bill moaned deeply as he closed his eyes, enjoying the sensations. She let go of him, gasping for air and commanded, “I want you. Now!” She spread her legs open wide, begging him to explore the depths of her desire.
Bill leaped on top of her. They were like two animals going for the kill. Their passion had reached its peak, and the two of them would erupt in climax together like a volcano. He grabbed the small of the back with one hand and finally positioned himself to thrust inside of her for the first time. The sweat was glistening on their flesh and he…
“Cut!!” the director yelled. “Okay, everybody, we’ll finish the scene tomorrow morning at 6:30. Have a nice night. Come on Sylvia, I’ll give you a ride home.”
