The door started to open. I darted two fingers deep into. She sucked in a breath and held. Partly from the quick penetration, partly because we were still in the lobby. She had never hit the button. We, had never moved.
She exhaled as she greeted the couple standing there, "oh dear we must have done something wrong" in the squirrelly voice of someone barely holding it together. My hand was motionless beneath her, my fingers buried into her. The way were standing, it was our secret, her skirt hanging full down in front, her standing against me slightly to my right, my active arm being nearest the side wall, my long three-quarter length jacket concealing the firm mass that lined the inseam of my left pantleg. I smiled and nodded as they entered. Everyone selected their floor. The doors closed. The elevator started to lift.
The woman looked over at us, I at her and then all of us looked back at the door. I began slowly to retract my fingers from the inner cavity of my friend. Then returned them back in. And out. and in. Her core shuddered. She was doing all she could to not give away anything in her lubricated state -- figuratively and literally. But I'm not so sure that it worked. Despite my friends every attempt, the other woman's instincts seemed to key in. The rhythmic breathing of a girl all worked up in an otherwise silent elevator car is hard to miss. In and out. In and out. The doors opened, the couple stepped out. The woman looked back one last time in suspicion and strange arousal as they walked off not fully knowing why. In and out. The doors started to close. I caressed a third finger around the edge of her hole and pressed it in; My thumb pressing somewhere near her asshole for leverage. Her top half fell in surprise, forward away from me, to give me better access. She caught herself against the buttons of the elevator, and meowed out a long wimper that only women of this species can do. The couple a few steps out, turned quickly in response just as the doors closed on us.
My fingers gave little relief for the few more moments we had together in the elevator. In, out, in, out. She meowed. I pulled her up and back against me. I was so hard, she felt it against her backside and ground her supple cheeks back and downward into me. Both my hands pulled her volva back with carnal intent so that the full length of our bodies pressed firmly into one another. My body wanted to climb inside hers and she desperately wanted the same. My hand slipped up to her chest pressed one breast up then slid around her blouse and braline, across her nipple and cupped her tender mound. The door opened and she stumbled out releasing quickly from my grip. She and I each let out enough slack between us to make sure we made it down the hall without additional incident. Her clothes were all a mess, her blouse, torqued in the front with her bra hanging out on one side, her skirt folded up under itself in the back where I was working revealing her leg to a few inches below the cheek of her ass. She made her way down the hall in front on me. I followed behind her, enjoying the hurried meander of a woman awash with desire. I took pride in my work. She and her yearning were ravishing.
She arrived and leaned with her back against my door until I caught up to her. Her eyes directed into the deepest parts of mine as I approached. I reached past her left hip to key the lock. She reached for my belt and started to loosen. She bit the lower of her willowy lips as it came completely unlatched and her fingers turned out towards me gracing down within my waistline. Her eyes never lowering from mine. The door opened. She pedaled back into the dark entry area. Then she pushed me back against the door to close it. She fell to her knees and finished freeing her target. Her long and dainty fingers sliding in and around all the nuances of my firmer and associated softer parts. She wrapped one hand around my manhood at the stem while she prepared her lips and closed in for a taste. The moonlight lit her beautiful face as she tongued around the perimeter of the head, before delicately nibbling down the shaft. Finally, she located her lips to the tip and gracefully absorb me into her mouth like a cool drink. Her tongue flicked against the underside as she drew in more, then retreated. The pace started slow and deliberate. Her tongue was silk against me, my gut stuttered out a moan to communicate to her my pleasure. She smiled with pride, cupped one cheek of my ass with her offhand and pulled me into her. Her pace picked up. Her cheeks puckers in slightly. Her lips pursed tightly around me. Down and back. Down and back. Long smooth breaths of cock. Pause lick nibble Rub. It was beautiful watching her work there in the moonlight and shadows like high erotic art photo shoot in black and white. Her tongue and lips wrapping and consuming me with great enthusiasm. We both worked to a frenzy. I was at the edge of cumming into her. Onto her. Oh god her lips, her tongue, her mouth. She didn't let it happen. Without notice, she stood straight up, giggled and scurried down the hall of my apartment toward the moonlight.
I grabbed her silhouette before she got to the moon and pushed her against the wall face first. Her body conceded and stood there momentarily while I unzipped the back of her skirt and it fell to the ground. Her ass was the cute perky type that wants more than anything to be seen out of clothes and I was fortunate to do so. My hand cupped under each cheek, down slow then up quick and surprised her with a firm smack that echoed around the walls. My hands traced around her mid section brushing lightly on the edge of a tickle. She squirmed in response her pelvis swirling, until I got to the bottom edge of her blouse and snapped it firmly up over her head throwing her arms up into the air.
My right arm snagged all the way around her waist and pulled us both back against the wall behind me to let the moonlight now wash her front before her arms could return back down. She wore only her bra, knee high boots, and a thin runway slit of hair leading down. I looked over her shoulder across all of it. She panted heavy into my ear slightly turned toward me. Her shoulders stuck to me but her pelvis swayed in anticipation. My hands worked up and pressed both breasts up and together. She quivered. I cupped a hand down into her bra and pinched her nipple. Then quickly bent her forward at the waist, ran a single fingernail firmly down her back and pulled her back up. She winced with surprise and delight. She grabbed my cock behind her for my reward as we regaged. It was time.
I pushed thru the adjacent doorway and up against the table. It hit her right above her pubic line. One hand wrapped around her leg and promptly split her wet lips. The other slide into her bra and cupped her breast up and out of the garment. My finger licked back and forth across her clit and her clit licked back. Our pace was frenetic. Her moans growing louder with each moment. Her body dipping slightly, her ass projecting further out, as she did her best to compensate for her weakening knees. My fingers worked around and around her clit with an ever increasing rhythm. She sang with building moans "Oh, god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god" She called out in pleasurable anguish. I plunged two fingers as deep into as I could. She shrieked. The sudden change surprised us all.
I slide my fingers out of her and pulled her pelvis back. Her ass pressed firmly into me, as my other hand pressed her at the center of her back. She bent slowly. Her hands gracing forward across the top of the table right in front of her. She lowered until she laid her upper half fully upon it. Her head pressed against the table as she piered around her shoulder, not enough to look at me directly but enough to be aware of me behind her. Her hands to either side as though she was to do a pushup, ready, waiting, eager for whatever may come next. And here we are, with her, face down on the table, only her own bosom as cushion against the hard surface, her back arching up slightly lifting her pert ass in the air above the level of the table, swaying ever so gently in a way that defines ... come and get it.
I held the base of my dick in my hand brushing the tip up and down along her flowering lips. Her moisture made it glisten in the moonlight. She was ready to explode in so many ways. Her lips parted around the head. I loved watching it happen. Her pussy lifted slightly to welcome it. I brushed my dick back and forth deeper into her and aligned it to her cunt. I pressed into her and met gentle resistance as her pussy slowly opened over the tapered head. I eased until her pussy finally succumbed and my dick popped past the entry. I stepped in and slid as deep as I could, firmly pulling at her hips to squeeze all that I could out of the space between us and fill her. She wimpered and then held her breath. A second full out and full into her. And a third. The entire nights seduction built up and brought her to orgasm with the fourth. The walls of her tight pussy grabbed and grabbed and grabbed around my cock buried as far into her as I could. Her head lifted off and moaned as if howling at the moon before flailing back down finally exhaling after wait seemed like minutes. She reached back to grab my arm at the elbow, twisting enough in the process to look directly at me.
