Inside Me 8

Typically, my existence is not at all interesting. My doors open, one or more people step in, my doors close. I go up or I go down. My doors open, one or more people step out, one or more people step in, my doors close. I go up or I go down. Repeat ad nauseam.

The Humans who ride me are almost always adults. I have noticed that the females generally have partially-bare legs, and their feet are often set at an unusual angle because of a short stick underneath the back of each foot. I have also seen that most of the males wear rather constricting items around the neck. It must simply be social custom.

I go up or I go down. Repeat ad nauseam.

There are periods of time where almost no one makes use of my services. In those periods, I simply rest and wait until I am summoned. Then I either go up or I go down to where I am needed, my doors open, one or more people step in, my doors close, I go up or I go down, my doors open, one or more people step out.

Then there are much longer periods of time where I can truly rest. My internal clock shows that I can be dormant for more than forty-eight hours during these times. On rare occasions, I may be dormant for up to one hundred hours, or perhaps even longer than that. But all too soon, I am performing my usual services once again.

My doors open, one or more people step in, my doors close.

It was during a particularly long dormant period when I was called once again to render my services. I was actually a bit thankful to be called, as I was getting bored, and Humans always provide a nice distraction for me after a long dormant period.

Answering the summons, I arrived at the main floor and opened my doors. There were two Humans awaiting me: a male and a female. They stood respectfully apart, pointedly ignoring each other, waiting for my doors to fully open, and then the male gestured toward me and the female stepped into me before he followed her into me. This was not uncommon, for I had many times witnessed a male allowing a female to enter or exit me first, and had come to believe that females must be particularly revered amongst Humans.

As my doors closed, however, the male stood directly next to the shorter female, his arm pressed against hers as he reached for her hand. They shared an expression I do not often see from the Humans: a smile.

My doors fully closed, I began the trek upward, heading all the way to the top. The male turned toward the female and dipped his head as she raised her head to him, and their lips sealed, their free hands beginning to touch each other in ways I had not seen in a long, long time from the Humans.

I chimed as I usually do when I move up and down, and at first the Humans did not seem to take notice. But then the male separated from the female and pressed by red circle, instantly bringing me to an unexpected halt for the first time in my existence.

The Humans each smiled again, completely ignoring me as the male approached the female and slid an arm around her waist. For a female, she was particularly tall, able to look almost perfectly horizontally to meet his eyes.

Their lips met again, briefly, and then, as the female gazed into the male's eyes, his hands moved to the front of her body, gliding over the pair of swells. Her eyes closed, and the way her lips moved, I believe she said something, but it was spoken far too softly for me to recognize it.

Slowly, the male began to undress her. Often, their lips would meet, or perhaps his lips would be momentarily pressed to another part of the female's face. As her clothes began to fall behind or beside her, as more of her flesh was revealed, the male would run his hands over the newly-visible skin, sometimes also using his lips as he slowly descended to his knees. Through it all, the female began to breathe a little faster, and finally, when she wore nothing but a diamond at the base of each ear and in a string looped around her neck, he knelt before her and pressed his lips to the junction of her legs.

The sound the female made was remarkable. Never before had I witnessed such a sound - or such an act. Her hands clasped the male's head and held his face to that junction as his hands slowly traveled all over her flesh. I was mesmerized by this new type of activity; based on all my previous experiences, I had never anticipated that something of this nature might possibly occur.

The female was breathing hard, her voice making sounds unlike any I had heard in the past. Her eyes were closed, so she clearly could not see the tiny points on my walls and ceiling through which I was eagerly watching this strange and unique interaction. Yet I had a sense that, although I had never witnessed anything like this in the past, this type of interaction occurred often between Humans when they were not in my presence, which made me wonder why this male and female were engaging in this activity inside me.

The male brought a hand down the female's body and sat back upon his feet for a moment, looking up at the still-sightless female with some sort of fluid upon his face. To my surprise, he curled two of his fingers against his hand and brought the center three fingers closer together so that they practically overlapped each other, and then quickly thrust the three fingers inside the female. Her eyes opened rapidly as a most shrill sound emerged from her mouth. The female looked down at him, seized his head, and forced his face back to its previous position.

The male's arm pistoned, indicating that he was repeatedly forcing those three fingers into the female's body as she moved against his face. A clear fluid coated most of the male's face and trickled down his pistoning arm, but neither of the Humans seemed to notice. The female's voice, however, kept increasing in pitch and in volume until she went completely silent, her body stiffening, the rise and fall of her hard-tipped swells ceasing for an incredibly long time. At last, her glorious cry filled me, and she practically convulsed for several seconds before she began to calm, her breaths fast and hard and loud.

Slowly, the male rose, caressing and pressing his lips to the female's body, and at last her lips met his. They intertwined, and she sagged against him, looking obscene yet beautiful with her lack of clothing.

After a few minutes, the Humans separated, and the male helped the female to dress anew. Once she was fully clothed, he renewed my ascent as she pressed her swells against his back.

"I've always wanted to do something sexual in an elevator," the female said quietly. "Thank you."

"Well, how about on the CEO's desk next?" the male responded.

"That sounds perfect."

I sounded our arrival and slowed to a stop, opening my doors for the Humans.