The Lift

Don't you hate traveling in a lift with someone you're about to sleep with? You are either frantically making out or standing their slightly awkwardly trying to think of something polite to say. You both know why you're there. You both know this is just a one night thing. You both know there won't be any post coital cuddles. You both know one of you will have left before the bed grows cold. So why do small talk?

I, on the other hand, am a firm believer in making your own fun.

Green Eyes and I stood silent in the lift as he pressed the button to the 23rd floor. The lift was all gold and mirrors with a large CCTV camera dominating one of the top corners. Ahhhh... mirrors and CCTV, both bring out the devil in me.

The lift was moving slowly. I ignored Green Eyes, watching myself in the mirror. I removed my trench coat and dropped it to the floor. Underneath I was wearing a slim, green, strapless, silk dress. I reached back and pulled the zip all the way down. My dress wanted to slip from me but I held it against my breasts for a moment before dropping it like the trench coat before. I stood in the lift wearing nothing but my black Classic Agent Provocateur corset, matching knickers, sheer stockings and high heels. I heard Green Eyes stifle an exclamation but I ignored him, focusing on the dirty blond in the mirror. It felt like a seedy peep show and I knew I was getting wet.

I cupped my breasts and ran my hands down my slim waist, past my hips to rest on my thighs. I gently caressed the soft skin between my stocking tops and my knickers. I'm so sensitive there and the thin flash of skin between knickers and stockings seems more erotic to me than being totally naked. My fingers moved back to the top of my knickers and they slipped under the duchess satin and followed a path of their own to my pussy. I stroked my lips, feeling wet warmth within. I closed my eyes briefly as I dipped one, then two fingers inside myself. It felt incredible, all sensations heightened by the fact that the lift could stop at any moment and someone enter.

Opening my eyes I looked directly at Green Eyes. He stood with mouth open, leaning in a daze against the lift wall, staring at me finger myself. His cock was obvious through his jeans. He seemed to re focus and we watched each other as I continued to play with my pussy. I moaned and my skin became flushed. Green Eyes moved forward and hesitated. Whatever he was expecting from tonight, this was not it. I moaned again and licked my dry lips. That spurred him to action as he reached for me and pushed me against one of the walls. I clung to him, barely able to keep my balance. He kissed me ruthlessly, grabbing my arse in one hand and thrusting the other down my corset to reach my breast. There was barely any space between my breast and the corset so he had to almost lift it out to gain better access. When my breast was partially free from constraint he bent to take my nipple in his mouth. He bit my nipple, teasing it with tongue and teeth. I arched my back, thrusting my chest towards him and ran my fingers compulsively through his hair.

This wasn't enough. What I really wanted was to feel his cock inside me. I unzipped his pants and hooked one leg around his waist. The door to the lift pinged as it reached his floor but we ignored it in our haste and the doors closed again. I put my hand at his groin and rubbed his cock and guided out of his boxers. He was large: long and wide. The head shone with precum and I rubbed my thumb over the opening. He reached into his jacket pocket and took out his wallet. Inside was a condom which he quickly used to sheath his cock. I braced myself against the lift and attempted the delicate balance of sex standing up. I clutched at his shoulders, pressed my shoulders against the lift and used all of my yoga practice to steady myself with that one leg around his waist. He lifted me under the arse easily with one hand. The other nudged my knickers to one side and I felt his cock at the entrance to my pussy. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit, spreading my wetness. We were both looking down at this but I released one of his shoulders and held his chin, moving his head upwards until he was looking me in the eye. Then I pressed harder with the leg around his waist, encouraging him to enter me. I adore looking a lover in the eye as he enters you and seeing his pupils dilate with lust and watching them exhale that breath they didn't know they were holding.

It was delicious now he entered me. His thick cock stretched and filled me until he was buried deep inside. My forehead came to rest on his shoulder and I clung on a little bit tighter as he started to move his dick in and out. The position we were in and the way he was moving meant that with each thrust he would rub against my clit. I could feel the beginning of an orgasm so I concentrated on the feeling, trying to encourage it.

The lift started to move again, down this time, but we were too lost to pay much attention. Lifts aren't what they should be in China and so with every thrust the lift would shift on it's cables. I suppose this added to the sense of danger and excitement and the thought that when the lift stopped at its destination there would be someone on the other side of the door. I don't mind being caught in the act but there was a small twinge that it could be one of my husband's friends: I knew some of them lived in this complex.

The danger, excitement and fear coupled and built so it was almost without warning that my body shook with a powerful orgasm. I moaned loudly, always one for a show. Green Eyes grunted and muttered as he thrust faster and faster. I started whispering dirty words of encouragement. That was all it needed to send him over the edge and he came as well. He collapsed against me, pressing me hard into the lift wall.

The lift was almost back at one and an urgent sense of my surroundings over came me. I pushed him off, being careful that the condom didn't spill. I grabbed my coat from the floor and quickly put it on.

"Quick," I hissed, "Pants on." He shook himself and started to redress, tucking the condom god knows where.

My coat on I picked up my dress and looked at myself in the mirror again. My lips were bruised and smudged as was my eyeliner. I looked wanton and obviously just fucked. The doors opened at one and a little old lady in her pajamas, just in from walking her dog, stood ready to enter.

"Aren't you coming back up?" Green eyes said. I stepped out of the lift and looked back at him.

"What on earth for?" He looked surprised. Perhaps most of the girls he knows are so thankful for an orgasm from a good sized dick he has to force them from his bed. The doors of the lift closed behind me and I walked out of the building and back to the road. I felt stiff but good.

I didn't think of Green Eyes in the taxi home. I didn't think of Alpha either. Instead I sat in a state of blissful mindlessness, a euphoric haze.

This, I thought, could become a habit.

Comments

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[Jem]

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