Chapter 1
She liked what she saw. Unconsciously she brushed back a strand of her coppery-red hair and smiled a little more. Her pink-tipped tongue made a slow circuit of her lips and her pussy started to churn in obvious desire for the man standing next to her in the elevator.
Amber Jackson knew she shouldn't get turned on like this by anonymous men. The day had been a long one and her slave-driver boss had made her work an extra three hours tonight finishing off a stack of reports. The girl recognized all the symptoms. She had been alone in the office, thinking of going to a disco and having some fun, hating the fact she was sitting and typing dull reports.
No wonder she was horny.
Of course, the man did a lot to incite her passions, too. He was just about the most handsome man she had ever seen. His muscles rippled under the thin polyester shirt he wore. He'd taken off his tie and draped his jacket over one shoulder. She eyed him appreciatively, from the angular features of his face down his body to his tight ass and...
His crotch. It bulged ominously. While the man seemed to be standing calmly enough, his erection betrayed him. The girl sucked in her breath and wondered what was going through his mind. It had to be something really special to give him an obvious boner like that.
The man's mind raced, trying to figure out an appropriate opening line to use with Amber. He had seen her in the huge office building many times but had never had the occasion to talk with her. As much as he'd wanted, he had never quite gotten up the courage to simply walk up and say "hello" to her.
And now they were alone together in the cramped elevator. The entire building would be deserted and this was the proper time to make a play for the redhead. Cautiously, he looked out the corner of his eye and studied her every feature.
He liked what he saw. He liked it a lot and had to fight down the physical reaction of his body to that beauty.
The redhead couldn't have been over twenty and her youth was in full bloom. Her tits were opulent. They threatened to spill out the front of her low-cut dress at any instantand if they did, Randall Clark would have been more than happy to catch them for her. Never had he seen such large knockers on a chick. He wondered if they were real or if they were some plastic surgeon's masterpiece.
From the way they jostled around, he guessed they were real. No amount of silicone plastic could have given the firmness, the youthfulness of those twin mounds of delight. The deep canyon between her boobs beckoned to him, like an unexplored jungle to a hunter. To have those mountainous tits banging at both of his ears would be nothing less than paradise on earth.
But he couldn't simply stare at her tits. That was impolite. And it made his cock hurt abominably. He uncomfortably shifted his weight from foot to foot and pulled his coat off his shoulder and held it in front of his body, hoping to hide his arousal.
Still, the idea that she wasn't wearing a bra made him hornier than ever. The sight of her nipples slowly growing and pressing out mushroom-like against the thin fabric of her dress made him wonder if she wasn't getting hot thinking about him.
That didn't happen in real life. It had never happened to him. A chick with tits like that, a trim waist, a flaring ass and incredible thighs tapering down into seductively trim legs wouldn't go for him. He was only a junior executive for an accounting firm. While Elliot, Winter, and Vickers paid him a substantial amount of money, it wouldn't possibly be enough to interest a slick number like this girl.
He suspected she had her pick of any man in the building-and the building had some of the wealthiest men in the city officing here.
His mind turned to why she was working so late. Her boss had probably wanted to knock off a piece and made her stay late. Or maybe she had wanted to screw him. Clark had no idea what her boss was like. He might be rich and handsome and she was more than willing to put out for him. There was no way of telling.
"Pardon me," she said, her voice sounding clear and exciting in the small space of the elevator, "do you have the time?"
"Hmmm? Oh, yes." He glanced at his digital watch, pressing the stud to see the display. "It's..." and he lurched and fell heavily against her as the elevator jerked to a halt.
For a moment, they stayed pressed together against the wall of the elevator. Then they both laughed and disengaged. Amber reluctantly let him escape. He was so shy! And she was so damned horny! Why didn't he make a play for her? She wanted to rub her snatch but was afraid to do so. The wetness creeping from her pussy might spot her dress and embarrass her terribly.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to do that."
She peered through the gloom at him and said, "The lights went off. And the elevator's not moving."
She saw him snap back from wherever his thoughts had taken him. He cocked an ear, then said, "Listen. You can hear alarm bells ringing all over the building. I'll bet there's a fire somewhere."
"No," she said, "the elevators automatically sink to the bottom floor. I think the power's gone out."
"Really?" he said, his tone brighter than it should have been during such a catastrophe.
"We might be trapped her for hours and hours," she said, pressing closer to him. He started to back away, then nervously laughed. There wasn't anywhere he could run to. Her hands reached out as she continued, "I'm not afraid of the dark-as long as I know someone's close by. Isn't that silly?"
"I think it's perfectly understandable," he said. "And I feel the same way. To know someone is close.. . . "
His hands reached out and cupped her mountainous tits. The redhead moaned softly and sank slowly to the floor of the elevator. At that instant, she didn't care if the power ever came back on. The feelings coursing into her chest were delightful. The feel of his fingers moving slowly over her erect nipples made her entire body quiver with need. Never had she needed a man like she did now.
"Go on," he said. "Touch it."
Her fingers fumbled at his fly. She managed to run the zipper down. The metallic hiss filled the elevator cage and she vaguely realized that all sound had been stilled. There was only the two of them-and their harsh, aroused breathing.
Panting harder, she reached into his pants and pulled out the long, hard length of his prick. Holding it like some religious relic, she felt its heat radiating into her palm. Her fingers curled around it and she began to stroke gently up and down the pillar of man-meat.
"God, that feels good," he sighed. She started to say something but he had managed to find the hook on her dress and was busily running the zipper down her back. In an instant, her boobs leaped out free of the encumbering cloth that had held them all day long. She heaved a sigh of relief and excitement. His hands still cradled her tits and bounced them up and down, as if weighing them.
"Go on, suck my poor titties," she demanded. "I need it so bad! You can't know how badly I need to feel a man's mouth moving all over them."
"Keep that hand working on my cock and I'll do whatever you want," he told her.
He dived down and lived out his fantasies of just a few minutes earlier. It was paradise having her tits banging into either side of his head as he licked and tongued his way down the deep canyon between her breasts. The tender flesh flowed like silk under his rough, pink tongue. He began spiraling up one of the snowy white slopes.
He left behind a trail of saliva that glowed in the dim light of the elevator. When he reached the top of her tit, he found a tiny monument to her arousal already pulsing with life.
He sucked the ruby-red nipple into his mouth. His lips caressed it gently and then his teeth applied hard pressure that made the girl suck in her breath and shove her tit into his face. He continued to run his teeth over the length of the aroused nubbin of flesh before he applied the tip of his tongue to that pulsating nipple.
"Aiieeeeeee!" the girl shrieked; Her entire body was one giant, raw nerve ending. She was hot now, hot to do anything this man wanted. The feel of his mouth moving all over her boobs had been nice, but this!
She came.
Everything got her off. She had been planning a wild night of dancing at several of the discos. That had been denied her by the order to work late. When she got into the elevator, seeing such a handsome and desirable man had rekindled her inner fires. She had gotten downright horny at the thought of balling him.
That had been a fantasy on her part. She realized it was possible when she saw his raging hard-on tenting his trousers. The power blackout was a Godsend. The dimness in the elevator was sexy, but no where near as sexy and feeling his hot, hard prick jerking mightily against her fingers. She had all the cock she could ever want at her fingertips.
And his mouth! He knew all the right places to suck and lick and press his tongue and teeth.
She came again, shaking like a leaf in a high wind. The tumultuous flood of her passion poured out and dropped her limp to the floor of the elevator. She felt her legs wantonly spreading to allow the man to climb on top of her and ride hard, "Please," she managed to gasp out. "Go on and fuck me. I need this!" She jerked hard at his cock to let him know exactly what it was she needed. "I need you here!" The redhead pulled his prick toward the vee of her slender legs. She felt his immediate response.
For a horrifying instant, she thought he was going to jet off in her hand. Such a waste that would be!
"Goddamn, I never thought I'd be fucking the most beautiful girl in the whole goddamn building when I got in this elevator!"
"N-no more w-words," she moaned out. "Ride me, ride me hard!"
His mouth crushed passionately against hers and prevented any more talking. His hands moved all over her tits, pressing and stroking and pushing her arousals back to the breaking point. She gasped and moaned harder now. She couldn't bear much more of this. Her cunt was drooling obscenely. She had to feed it cock-and lots of it.
The redhead needn't have worried. Those hands expertly stripped her dress off her. She lifted her ass just enough to allow him to slide the dress past and then she was clad only in pantyhose. How she hated those damned pantyhose. They were such a drag putting on and taking off.
But he didn't bother taking them off her. She felt his strong fingers working at the panel covering her snatch. A tiny ripping sound and cool air gushed into her pussy. She lifted her legs in obvious invitation to him and tugged harder at his cock, urging him to really stuff it in and fuck like hell.
He didn't need much encouragement. His cock was about ready to explode. Having it spew out its precious manseed outside of a hot and clinging female pussy would be a supreme waste. He knew it. And he realized the girl knew it, also. He hurried.
Her legs came up on either side of his body, greeting him. He shoved forward as those trim legs snaked around his waist. His cock entered the tiny hole he'd made in her pantyhose, but missed his real target. He felt his prick skid wetly along the entire length of her gash.
The man stroked back and forth in that divine slit for a few seconds, the hot cunt oils soaking into his turgid flesh. He felt his cock drag over the pinkly scalloped pussy-lips and then find the dank, hot cavity of her pussy.
"Ummm, oh, yes! Yes," she moaned.
"That's where I want your cock. Fuck meeeeeeee!"
Her entire body shivered with desire. His hands reached under her trim body and cupped her buttocks. Squeezing, teasing, he lifted her ass off the floor of the elevator and slid his cock even deeper into her cunt. For a moment, the man felt his prick hang up in the damp interior of her innermost reaches. Then the fuck juices lubricated her enough to allow him to shove ball-deep into her.
For a moment, they both held the position, reveling in the wondrous feelings racing through their bodies. The man felt his balls lurching and churning with renewed lust. He could hardly keep from fountaining out his jism. Only iron will prevented that tightly clinging cunt from milking him then and there.
"That's what I neeeeeed!" the woman moaned. Her legs tensed around his waist and pulled him another inch deeper into her seething cavity. For the first time, she had more than enough cock to satisfy her. Something snapped inside the redhead and she erupted with a climax.
Her entire body started shivering like a leaf. She moaned and sighed and then screamed at the top of her lungs. Her hips started moving of their own accord. She rammed her pussy lips down around the spike of cock impaling her.
"Fuck meeee haaaaard!" she managed to shriek. "Give it all to
The man had lost all control of his own body. His hips obeyed the girl's wanton command.
He fucked, He fucked as hard and fast and deep as he could. His hips took on a life of their own, setting the pace. He was a detached observer whose only mission was to enjoy the fantastic feel of the velvet-soft pussy engulfing his prick.
She felt the rising tide of passion inside her again. The sexual tensions had died down and now they were back, stronger than ever. The girl gasped and gulped and tried to get enough air into her tortured lungs. She felt as if she were breathing liquid fire. Her chest strained. Her tits grew as more and more excited blood hammered into them. The feel of her nipples told her that the lightest touch across them would set her off on still another come.
It did.
The man's mouth moved down and he lightly licked across her tits. The rough, wet feel did it to her. The sexual tensions inside her belly snapped and he felt her desires lashing out.
The man's prick raced in to meet her hunching body. His hands held her ass-cheeks firmly in place so that he wouldn't slip from her divine slit. The lewd sucking noise of their fucking filled the stillness of the elevator cage.
The woman felt her cunt-lips begin to tingle with the friction of the fucking. Then her cunt-walls rippled and convulsed as the powerful battering ram of man-meat surged balls deep into her. The feel of that heavy piston of pleasure triggered a chain reaction inside that couldn't be stopped.
The friction of cock against pussy wall. The way that prick danced so erotically inside her. The nearness of a supremely confident and dominant man. All that piled fuel to her blossoming fires of desire.
She came.
And this time, her pussy clamped down firmly on the man's hidden prick. Her cunt tried to mash his pecker flat with the power of the convulsions. He began rotating his prick inside her humid well, stirring powerfully and giving them both added stimulation.
The redhead came again. She had hardly begun to drift down from her sexual high when the force of his fucking pushed her over the brink of orgasm another time. And another and another and another. She felt like a string of firecrackers going off.
"Aieeeeeee!" was all she could cry out. Her passions had run berserk and were consuming her. When she thought it would be impossible for her to ever feel sexual desire again, she felt his prick begin to swell inside her tight fuck-tunnel.
She tensed and they both climaxed together as the hot, sweet rush of his jism whitewashed her cunt. He kept fucking as long as his prick was stiff and then dribbled out of her drooling pussy amid a flow of come and her cunt oils.
He released the grip he had on her buttocks and she sighed. The feel of the afterglow of a great fuck filled her. She felt drowsy, content. Through half-closed eyes she looked up at his sweating face and managed to smile.
"It was really super," she finally said. Her hand reached out and lightly touched his cheek. She stroked along it and then laughed.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
"You need a shave. And I don't even know what your name is!"
It was his turn to laugh. "Things have been moving pretty fast, I guess. I'm Randall Clark. My friends call me Randy."
"I bet they do," Amber laughed. "I'm a secretary up on the top floor. Amber Jackson's the name."
He reached out to shake hands with her and then they both laughed. In the dim light he had managed to touch one of her breasts, still throbbing and alive with desire, and she had gripped his flaccid cock.
Amber didn't know how long the power would be off, but she hoped it would be long enough to restore some of the stiffness to the fine prick she held in her hand. That lovemaking had been sensational!