Trapped in a Lift (Jack Stalker and ~ Sweet Cheeks ~)

[Jack Stalker]

Trapped in a Lift!

Jason Steadman was obsessed, even though his job as a photographer put him in contact with dozens of girls everyday, it was his friend and work colleague Zoe Parker who filled his thoughts and hardened his cock. He spent his mornings, evenings and afternoons at the studio thinking about her, while capturing some other girl on film for all time. No matter how many pictures and photo shoots he helmed, his mind was always thinking about how to get his hands on her. He had often thought about offering ot take some shots of her, to give her a free portfolio she could keep to see just how cute and fuckable she was. Instead he deck lined, worried that she might consider him a pervert for breaching their friendship with something so sexual.

Of course that was back when he cared about what she thought.

Now he was interested in getting his hands on her body no matter the cost. His intent was not to employ her for a shoot, not to seduce her into a life of modelling, but to fuck her fit young body to the point of destruction. She blew most of his models out of the water looks wise. Her eyes, her smile and her display of flesh beat them hands down. He had never felt such a craving for anyone, such a wild animalistic desire to fuck someone to rags. If there was a single bitch on earth who deserved to be punished for cock teasing him, then it was her. There was nothing subtle about his thoughts or interest, he sought only to sink deep into her tight young cunt or force his cock into her narrow throat or vice like ass. Her holes were his to violate and abuse and the sooner he got his hands on them the better.

He had been watching her for a while now, while going about his daily business from his 'sub' penthouse apartment. Fate had decreed that the penthouse was taken, which had left him on the same floor as Zoe Parker. How he had never seen her on anyone's arm he had no idea, but she seemed to be untaken and free, something he had confirmed after meeting her and striking up a friendship in the canteen at the studios one day. He was not sure what it was that she did, but they seemed to get along well together day after day as she teased him with her flesh and drove him towards more and more depraved and sordid thoughts and deeds.

Unfortunately he had a career and a life to think about, so each day he merely considered assaulting her, until only a cum drenched shell remained. He was able to restrain himself with thoughts of jail and his own incarceration. Would it have been worth it to fuck her ot rags only to be incarcerated? Every day he awoke and teh answer was no.

Until today.

That was when it happened.

Fate had intervened once more, just as he was on his way back up to his apartment at the end of a day of excitement free photo shoots, all with big breasted blondes who left him cold and hungry for his doe eyed friend and neighbour. He had been skimming through some pictures of a role play session of some girl being fucked to rags in the back seat of a car, when the closing doors to the elevator had attracted his attention and he had reached out to stop them. He slipped into the confined space only to look up into the eyes of the cock teasing little slut who sent him to sleep with drained balls each night, drained from his frenzied masturbation as he imagined forcing his cock into her tight young cunt and staring into her wide eyes as he fucked her to orgasm. Occasionally he would even watch her through a window or think about her latest outfit as he held back from turning himself into a madman.

By the time he had lifted his eyes from her feet up to her face he would have taken in every detail of her outfit and raped her a hundred times with his gaze. His cock was slowly stretching out the pants of his jeans, as he finally made eye contact with her, and he paused to give her a crooked smile as he opened his mouth to speak.... only for the lift they were in to shudder and then come to a halt. All of a sudden the slim t-shirt stretched across his stockily built strong arms, shoulders and chest, seemed to be hardly any sort of barrier at all. He smoothed his dark hair back with his hand and then returned it to the camera hanging around his neck.

He wondered... Had she had ever seen him spying on her through a window? Maybe ogling her at the studio bar or the pool at the rear of the set they sometimes retreated to on a hot day? .

"Sorry Zoe, but I think I've endured your cock teasing for long enough. You better pray this lift starts moving in the next few seconds, otherwise..." he let the words trail away as he felt his stiffening cock expand against his thigh. He lifted the camera to gaze at her through it. "You've been cock teasing me for way too long you little slut. Either you give me something or I'm going to take what I want... and once I start taking they'll be no stopping. You give me a few pictures while we wait to get hauled out of here and I won't just fuck you to rags and leave you here... deal?" he lied.

 

[~ Sweet Cheeks ~]

Zoe Parker breathed in lightly and groaned as she pulled up into the parking lot of her apartment. She lived in a apartment complex with quite a few other people, including her good friend Jason Steadman. From what she could tell, he was an amazing man. She had no problem with him, but yet she hadn't noticed him watching her, looking at her through his window. Watching her change, watching her masturbate. If anyone asked him anything about her, he'd know it. Though stepping out of her car she shut the door behind her and she walked away.

Pressing the lock button on her keys she listened to the vehicle honk, signaling that it was locked and armed. Reaching the front door, she pulled her key out and pushed it into the lock. Unlocking the door and sliding in, she held her bag tight against her waist as she strolled through the hallway slowly. Reaching the elevator she closed her eyes. She needed a bath, she wanted to get upstairs to her room. Get undressed, climb into the hot, steamy bath and just relax for the rest of the night.

But of course, fate had other plans for her. Listening to the elevator beep as it reached the first floor she stepped inside and she turned around slowly. Facing the hallway and the numbers, reaching over she pressed the number 11. The building was quite big, as there were 12 floors. It was an obnoxiously huge building, but it housed a lot of people. Closing her eyes her fingers ran up to brush through her dark brown hair that clung to her neck and shoulders. Her blue eyes were hidden behind those lids that stayed closed for most of the ride up the elevator shaft.

She wore a light fitting white tank top with a black skirt that clung to her shapely hips and ass. She leaned back against the wall and she nibbled on the inside of her bottom lip. She was a decently tall woman, not as tall as Jason though. Her body was fit, she worked out regularly. Whether it be work out videos or her running around the blocks down in the city. Her Double D breasts strained tightly against her top, her chest rising and falling slowly as she breathed in and out. She wore a pair of black high heels that accentuated her long, toned, tan smooth legs. Her legs were long and beautiful, something that would tempt a man to spread those beautiful things and feast his eyes on what they were hiding.

Though the elevator came to a stop and she looked up slowly just as the doors opened and she breathed in lightly as she saw who it was. Jason. She gave a small smile, "Hey there." She spoke and she tilted her head to the side. She found him attractive, she wasn't going to hide that. She had always found him attractive, but she always saw a girl on his arm. So she figured he wasn't looking for something. Which.. he was.. but it definitely weren't those girls. It was her writhing beneath him that he was looking for. Though that never crossed her mind at least until this moment.

The doors shut and she clutched onto the small railing as the elevator shuttered and came to a sudden hault. She looked around slowly as the lights flickered and she looked over to him, it almost seemed as if it was something that he had planned. She saw that look on his face, the look in his eyes as his fingers smoothed back his hair and reached for his Camera. She stepped back a bit, it seemed... a bit awkward. Why was he acting this way towards her though her eyes grew wide at his words. "What..?" She asked and she stepped back slowly as her back hit the wall and she shook her head. "You're joking with me, right?" She cocked her brow and she crossed her arms.