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next chapter Who's There Who's there A strong male voice was heard in the distance. “Hello down there, is everyone okay? How many are in the car?” Christina calls out , before either man could udder a syllable. “I'm Ms. Christina Jacobs, and I demand the elevator be fixed immediately. There are two men with me. Hurry, I'm late for an appointment.”she demands. “Maintenance has left for the day, and the secondary safety system is holding the car in place. I'm afraid we have to wait for the police rescue squad to get here. It's too bad it's traffic rush hour. We'll get you out as soon as possible.” The man yells down to the car occupants. You want to yell too, you can hear and see them but they can't hear or see you. “Well get it done quickly, somebody tell Mr. Helloway, I'm stuck in this hot box, and I'll be there as soon as I can. Now go, his office is on 19, go tell him.”Christina screamed. She was at her best, when giving orders. Giving a glance toward the suit, and sees his sad face, then looks at Sam's face and seeing excitement, and a challenge, she finishes her walk. Her nipples are hard in anticipation, and you can see her cock firming up too. Right now, she doesn't seam to care. “She's not your type” the suit proclaims, as he reaches out for her arm. “How do you know, Mr. straight,lace, maybe she is.” He corrects looking at her. “Yeah, maybe I am, or can be. Shut up and leave us alone. Unless you want some of this too.” She asked, holding out her tits so he could get a good look. Bouncing them up and down alternately. “Come on, join us, it'll be fun.” The suit looks away, and one tear runs down his cheek. “No thank you, it's not what I'm here for. All I can do now, is pray for you.” There was a deafening silence for a few seconds. It's as though they're having a moment of silence, morning the loss of something. The suit goes back to his reading, and Christina turns toward Sam, reaches out, grabs his shirt with both hands, and pulls it apart, popping all it's buttons. Her fingers caress his furry chest, and soon the lips of her mouth are closing in on his nipples, to bite them. She's got to maintain control. She wasn't sure why she's being so, uninhibited, but she was going to show him. She wasn't like the others, not, at, all. You can see Christina was becoming hornier by the second, she'll be loosing control in a few seconds or so. But she just can't stop, not now. You can see her cock getting sticking up underneath her skirt, trying to push it's way to freedom. She wasn't planning to get this aroused, and wasn't wearing any support panties. Sam lifts her head, staring into her eyes, holding her by her hair with one hand. He reaches down and gets a firm grip on her manhood. Pulls her hair, stretching her neck back, and to the right. he opens his mouth and closes in on her left ear lobe and neck. His sharp teeth begin biting her ear lobe and neck, marking her, giving her hickeys. He lets go of her very hard dick, and whispers in her ear. “Come to me, completely naked. Offer yourself to me, and find out if I want you.” She was loosing control of him, and the situation. With all the dominant control she could muster, she orders him,”You get naked too, and I'll tell you, if I like what I see.” All she had left on her body was her shoes, and skirt., and he, his sandals and shorts. Sam takes a step back, as Christina does the same. Both strip in moments. He looks her over, giving her a look like a hungry animal, as he runs his tongue across his lips. She can't help but stare at his perfect body, with his long, thick, stiff, hard, throbbing, blood filled, big headed, straight, sticking up, pleasure pole. She has to have him, even if it means letting him have control. You see the last bit of restraint leave her body, resigning herself, to the building lust pumping like blood through her body. Christina's eyes<b> glaze </font></b>over, as only one train of thought crowds all others out of her mind. Visions of sex with Sam fill her very being. Every part of her wanting him, desiring him, craving him. She needs him inside her, inside her mouth, and inside her ass. Her taste buds are going to enjoy the flavor of his cum as it slides past her tongue and down her throat. . The suit, looks up from his book and pleads with Christina, one last time.”Christina, you don't have to do this, you can resist the temptation, change your demeanor, and be a better person for it.” She turns her head faces him, and reply's.”I don't want to, it's taken a lot to get where I am, and I'm not going to give it all up now. Anyway I've always wanted to be fucked in this elevator. Watch if you want, or join in, but God damn it, don't interfere, any more. Fuck off.” With those words gone, she flips him the bird, and looks back at Sam. The suit swings his right arm vertically, up, down, and up again, horizontally back and forth shoulder to shoulder, making the sign of the cross in the air, then, with his sad face, resumes reading. He doesn't even want to watch. Christina steps back toward Sam, stands close to him, and raises her right leg, for him to hold her open, while she reaches for his joy stick. Her decisions been made, she'll use him as long as it suits her, then throw him aside, like the rest of her leftovers. Sam stops her abruptly, saying, “Not quite yet, your jewelery” pointing to her necklace and rings. “They have to come off too, just a kink of mine. Here, let me help.” He turns her around, unhooking the clasp to the chain around her neck. The necklace is the last item to fall from her body. Sam kisses her neck and shoulder, saying”No sense in wasting this position.” He reaches under her arms, and around her, grabs her tits, and squeezes them tightly, as he pinches her nipples. Then with one hand he bends her forward a bit, and sticks his fingers between her legs, making her ass fluids ooze. He pulls her torso hard toward him. She can feel his cock invading her private space, so she changes her stance, making it easier for him. “Are you sure this is what you want?”he inquires of her. “YES” she screams out. “This is what I want, now fuck me.” Sam secures his hands under her armpits, and lifts her like a blowup doll, placing his lower body between her legs, forcing them apart. He lowers her onto the head of his waiting cock, but stops one last time. “Are you sure?” “You bastard, YES” she yells, flailing her arms in an attempt to scratch him, though she knows she can't reach him from this position. animal passion is surfacing, raw beastly lust. Christina is in heat, and this of a bitch knows it. He pushes her body down over his strong, prick. Her entire weight engulfs his cock, as it fills her. His cock looks to be at least 10” long, and very thick, as it disappears up Christina's ass. Her ass ready for him to enter. As she slides down over his stick, her face is covered with a look of complete satisfaction. She grips the handrail wrapping around the walls, as Sam pushes hard with his torso. Christina stands on the balls of her feet, most of her weight still pressing down on his lust log. “You do know that, you're asking me to fuck you is a verbal contract, right?” Sam asks her, his voice deep and arrogant sounding. “You're a witness.” he screams to the suit, chuckling to himself. “Yes! NOW, fuck, my, brains, out, be a man about it.” Christina demands, in the trembling voice of a sexually frustrated lust addict. She feels his cock begin to slide in and out of her horny asshole. The sensation gets more intense every time the rim of his mushroom head approaches the sphincter muscle. After about the eighth or ninth stroke, she speaks up, saying. “God, it's never felt this fantastic before, what are you doing?” “God has nothing to do with it.” his deep, sinister voice answers. “It's your choice, ha ha ha.” “You can still stop, NOW, and ask forgiveness.” The suit pleads, with Christina. Sam doesn't stop his rhythmic pounding of her ass. She finally looses control, and begins pushing her ass back against him, every time he plunges deep into her. Soon she's slamming back. As you watch, his cock looks like it's growing, larger and larger. It doesn't look like it anymore, it is, getting bigger, longer and thicker. “Is this what you want Christina? Unbridled lust, sex like never before, like an animal, with an equal, someone who unleashes the real you. Feel my cock throbbing with sinfilled pleasure. Feel that sensation spreading from my body to yours, with every stroke, your pleasure increasing. Feel the clit growing at your asshole, with my staff rubbing it as I pass it in and out, and, in and out, you feel like a woman being fucked. Something you've always wanted, I'm giving to you.” “I......whatever....you.....say....right...now..don't, stop. Fill me” She cries, as his pounding picks up pace. He's now humping her with the speed of a wild animal. All she has time for, is to catch her breath. Her cock feels so much pressure from the swelling up, it's ready to explode. So Christina bends over some, and leans her shoulder into the wall, and starts stroking her cock. Doing so, she glances across the car to see, nobody there. Nobody where the suit stood. You didn't notice what happened to him either. The suit was gone. Just as she realizes this, her cock makes that final big throb that a cock makes right before it cums, and she feels the full body cum, like a woman taking hold. Now both were inevitable. No turning back now. “Cum with me, cum with me, cum with me.” The words escape her mouth between short breaths. Then, then, then, it happens, her man juice splashes against the wall, her body begins wave after wave of lustful, sexual ecstasy. She also knows Sam's cock was pumping his cum deep inside her, he 's satisfied too. Sam holds her around her waist, lifting her to a standing position. She wraps one arm up around his neck, smiles and says. “I want more.” “Sam smiles at her and tells her,”Now, you come with me.” good sex is good sex. it doesn't matter where it comes from.[/COLOR |
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Bravo, Bravo!!  ...\8Really hot! Bring on part 3... {=}
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