It's almost midnight, and you are waiting for an elevator in a seventy-five-story office building. It's a fricking monsoon hard outside. I burst through the large glass doors. I come running into the lobby, out of breath, face flushed. My white top is now transparent, and it is evident to all that I am not wearing a bra. I catch you staring at my breasts with my hard nipples tenting my blouse. The dark, irregular circles of my areolas enhance my perky pink nipples. After you get an eyeful of my tits, your eyes take in the rest of my outfit. A short black skirt complimented with black thigh-high boots. I am a disheveled mess, and you stand there, devouring me with your eyes.
You attempt to break the tension and extract yourself from an awkward situation after realizing I see you staring at my breasts.
"Wow, quite a storm out there, isn't it?" You nervously make an obvious observation.
"Well, I guess I did give you a reason to look, and I do not really mind; I find it arousing. I know, it just getting soaked in the cold rain…and then having a stranger ogle my boobs. Well… you know. "
You smile back. "Yes...it's just getting everything...soaked..."
You are incorrigible, and once again, I follow your eyes as they are focused on my chest again. I realize how transparent my blouse top has become in the storm. I giggle and look back up at you. You are trying to concentrate on the elevator, wondering why it's taking so long. I bet you really want it to take longer.
I playfully punch your arm. "Why, you naughty man!" I laugh, "I think you were looking at my wet tits again!"
I see you blush and glance over at me sheepishly. Your voice drops and gets husky: "And your hard nipples...hmm?"
You move close to me. I can feel my gorgeous tits brushing up against your arm. Then, I am cupping your hard cock concealed by your grey slacks with my hand in a bold move. I squeeze your stiff shaft and laugh, "Why, I believe I think you liked the view!"
At that moment, the elevator arrives. I withdraw my hand quickly from your now throbbing hard-on, facing the opening doors. I can hear you chuckle under your breath. The doors open, and amazingly, the elevator is empty; well, it is midnight. We both get on. You move to the far corner. I stand next to you even though there is plenty of room in the elevator. I've selected the seventy-first floor, and you push seventy. I'm excited that we are going to be riding all the way up together.
As soon as the doors close, I reposition myself to face you. I am pressing my body up against yours. My finger takes the tab of your zipper, and I begin to undo the zipper of your fly.
"Really, sir, I don't think it's healthy for you to keep that very hard cock of yours all cooped up in those pants. You could hurt yourself!"
I am working my hand into your pants to free your hard cock from the confines of your underwear. As I pull your unyielding cock through the opening of your fly, I start to stroke it. I am sure you realize every man's fantasy of random sex in an elevator with a strange woman is about to become a reality for you.
We both look down. I am wearing an incredibly short skirt; the matted patch of wet pubic hair on my pussy presses against your thigh as I stroke your hard cock. Just at that moment, the elevator stops. The doors start to open on the fourth floor. I whirl around. Your engorged cock is now under my skirt, and I feel it in the crack of my deliciously round and sexy ass pushing up between my plump ass cheeks. I stand there enjoying your untenable situation. Your naked prick is burrowed between my apple-bottom cheeks, and I am clinching your cock with my ass cheeks. You look up at the numbers and glance at the four people getting on and oblivious to the red-faced man standing behind me.
As soon as the elevator moves again, I am carefully grinding my cute butt up against your throbbing exposed cock. I reach over and grab the hand railing around the inside of the car to steady myself. I can't believe how hot and sexy this impetuous act is, and I am sure you will shoot your hot cum all over my precocious bare ass any second now.
The elevator only goes up a couple of floors, and the group that had gotten on gets off. As soon as they do, the door closes. We are alone again, so I flip up the hem of my skirt for you. Your fingers pull my thong down. I bend over quickly and take them off.
I turn around to face you and say, "I don't think I'll need these for the rest of the ride, do you?"
With that, I tuck them into the inner pocket of your suit jacket coat, and then I whirl back around. Now, I am standing in front of you again; I bend over slightly and reach back. Grabbing your swelling erection, I guide your thick cock, towards my hot pussy. I flex my knees just a bit and angle my hips so you can impale my juicy cunt. A chill runs down my back as you enter my twitching twat. Just as I start to slide my hot, wet cunt onto your stiff shaft, the elevator bucks to a stop; I gasp. The sudden halt forces your cock deep inside me. As the doors open, a group of loud and rowdy office workers gets on. I take your overcoat and move it to the side of us to conceal that your cock is buried deep in my wet pussy.You stand perfectly still, and my pussy is milking your engorged manhood.