Where are you taking me? I tease the doorman—no, my neighbor from two floors down. His daily line: ‘Where to?’ Today, I purr, ‘Top floor. As high as it gets.’ Penthouse bound. Our eyes lock. Smiles sharpen. We know each other. Daily elevator dances in this elite tower, marble lobbies, ocean views from my sky-high lair.
He hits the button. Doors seal with a heavy thud. Plush moquette walls muffle the world. Narrow cabin, mirrored illusions stretch the space. Leg’s length apart—mine in heels, skirt hugging thighs. Ascension hums.
The Privilege
Through the mirror: ‘Ever gotten stuck?’ I ask, dangling my keys. ‘I know how to stop it.’ Challenge sparks. Do it. He jumps. Thud. Safety kicks in. Stall. Keys clatter. Surprise fades to thrill. I crouch, knees splay, skirt rides up. Thighs part. He stares down—inner skin, painted toes. I glimpse his corduroy pants tenting. Hard for me.
Tremble. I spread wider. Lace peeks. His cock swells. Mine. Fingers graze keys, then his bulge. Velvet ridges under nails. Stroke. Vibrations ripple. Up, down. Eyes locked. Other hand dives under panties. Fingers circle clit, anus tease. Fabric thin, electric. Wetness slicks toes. Shine brighter.
Full palm now. Press wrist to base. Nails rake ridges. He groans. Zipper down. Cock springs. Mouth engulfs glans. Saliva heat. Swells huge. ‘I want you inside me. Fuck me. Your cock in my pussy.’ Gland on cheek, saintly smile.
He drops pants one leg. Cock rigid, legs bare. ‘Want you.’ Teeth snag panties to ankles. Licks toes—my pussy taste lingers. ‘Your scent. Love it.’ Tongue trails thigh, saliva trails. Nose brushes lips through lace. I lean back, hips thrust. Toes tease balls, perineum. Sandal sole up shaft, toes grip glans. His spit lubes.
Finger under panties, lifts clit. Tongue laps fabric. Squeals escape. Hand to tits, pinch nipples through blouse. He rises, cock bobs. I stroke from below. He rips blouse—buttons fly. Bra exposed. I hike tits out. Offer. He bites nipple, tongue flicks. Saliva dries, friction bites. Gasp.
Crouch. Gland rubs tit. Saliva glide, then dry sting. Suck, release, friction. Bra unclasped, tits free. Kneel. Cock between. Squeeze, jiggle. Glans peeks, vanishes.
The Excess
‘Turn. Grip bar.’ Skirt up. Ass perfect. Legs spread high on heels. Panties aside. Mirror shows cock approach. Pierce. Heat fills. Deep.
Tight space cramps him. I spin, face mirror. Ass out. He thrusts freer. Mirror: sweat, ass clench, my tongue lips, eyes roll. Powerful slam. Grip breaks. Shoulder to glass. Lick reflection. Fingers clit, tits.
He lifts. Horizontal. Feet brace opposite wall, bar in arches. Tits roll. Pull nipples. Cock in-out. Mirror porn: skirt bunched, bra neck-high, feet gripped. Cum building.
Hands under ass. Knead. Cock teases lips, glans clit rub. ‘Inside!’ No. Edge torture. Sudden thrust. Scream. Third floor. Hush.
Faster. ‘I’m cumming! Fuck harder!’ Leg over shoulder. Mirror: side-fuck, deep pulls.
‘Wait.’ Out. Face mirror, legs wide to walls. Tease slit, ass. I guide cock. ‘Fast!’ He slams. Hand back—seventh floor lit. Ascend. Fifth: I cum, hand muffles. Sixth: he floods me hot.
Slow. Smile. Dress. Tidy hair. Doors open. Empty hall. Last glance. Doors close. Secret sealed.
