iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

[Slimpies]

Gregor almost bust a nut right there when she turned around and tilted her ponytail out of the way, an act both submissive and demanding as she told him to undo her. Never had he been with a woman as eager as this one; Even the prostitutes he visited every so often wren't as hasty after he'd paid them. In turn, he was hungry as well. Hungry to zip her down and bare her shoulders, eager to flip her around and lay eyes on her glorious, naked breasts; His fingers moved quickly.

With no button to deal with, he swiftly took hold of the zipper and slid- no yanked it down in a single motion, right to the small of Sam's back. Immediately after that, he brought both his hands up and parted her dress where her shoulder blades met, moving the palms of his hands flatly but firmly across them pushing the soft fabric of her dress aside to bare her back and pull the dress off her shoulders.

Even from behind her, Gregor could see the swell of her breasts along her sides. No human being male or female could have resisted reaching around and grabbing a handful of each and neither could Gregor. He couldn't dream of enveloping them completely even though he had relatively large hands, though he clutched her breasts nonetheless and pressed his chest against her back, pinning her against the elevator wall. With his lips near Sam's left ear, he whispered anew:

"You're not really on your period, are you?

 

[September]

Her boobs squashed into his rough hands, his breath hot in her ear, his hard cock pressing through his jeans into her naked back...Sam hadn't intended to actually cheat on Ed, but this thing with Gregor had so obviously gone past the quickie blowjob stage. The lie about her period seemed ridiculous compared to the truth of how intensely they wanted each other. She felt it. She knew that Gregor could feel it. Her stomach was fluttering with an excitement that she hadn't felt in forever with Ed. She saw her reflection in the mirror. Topless and in the arms of the maintenance man. Bright red lipstick, slightly smeared. Her dress bunched up around her waist. She looked hot.

Sam watched the girl in the mirror give her reply. One word, low and breathy. "No."

 

[Slimpies]

"Aww..." Gregor feigned, "Lying to me?" His one hand let go of Sam's illustrious breast-melon and slapped firmly against the undercurve of her left ass cheek, still exposed by her hiked up dress. "I should punish you..." he groaned in Sam's ear, tilting his head to bite her neck while he slapped her ass once more. Gregor pressed his teeth against Sam's neck, pretend-biting her while he squeezed both the breast in his right and her ass in his left hand.

"Let's get this off you first" he said next, letting go of both breast and buttock to work Sam's dress over her hips until they dropped down her legs and pooled at her feet. "Step out of them" he instructed in his signature throaty voice, tapping at the inside of her right ankle with the tip of his foot while he reached back and hit the button for the forty-sixth floor, one floor below the top floor of the building and said "Going up."

 

[September]

Sam wasn't used to being smacked – in fact, it was probably the first time she'd been struck a blow since she was a kid. She didn't especially like the stinging sensation, but it wasn't painful enough to overwhelm how much pleasure he was generating in her right nipple, so she put up with it.

Sam leaned on her hands as he helped her out of her dress. She stepped out of it as requested, giving it a little kick to get it out from under her heels. She looked at her reflection again, proud of and turned on by how sexy she looked, but glanced round in alarm when she felt the lift start moving. "Huh? What are you doing?"

 

[Slimpies]

"I'm going to fuck you... going up" Gregor answered hoarsely.

Gregor's hands moved appreciatively along the backs of Sam's creamy thighs, squeezing the swell of her bum through her sole remaining article of clothing besides her champagne colored heels. His one hand slid down and cupped her sex from behind her while his other reached around and caressed her stomach. While his hand gently kneaded her labia, his fingers found her clit as he began to toy with it through her panties, making little circles first and then slowly rubbing up and down as he felt her clit swell in anticipation.

"I'm going to fuck you once. you.." Gregor repeated while he used his other hand to pull her back slightly while increasing the intensity of the intimate massage.

Gregor inhaled deeply and turned Sam around, letting go of her sex and her stomach as she twirled about.

"...once you've given me the blowjob you promised."

 

[September]

“But,” Sam protested as he span her around. “They work late up there!” She was wearing an earnest, worried expression on her face, but Gregor wasn’t even looking at her face, and he seemed totally unconcerned by her objections.

Standing topless and in heels before a fully dressed man, Sam acutely felt the power imbalance of the situation. She realised that she wasn’t going to persuade him of anything. That was infuriating, and the idea of just stopping the elevator and putting her dress back on occurred to her. But things were now way past the point that she could easily walk away from...even without considering what effect storming out on Gregor would have on her position with iFuck.

She realised she was just going to have to make the best of it. Maybe Gregor would take the lift straight back down to the basement once they’d reached the 46th floor? That would be good. She crouched down and reached behind her for her dress, but instead of putting it on, she laid it on the floor in front of Gregor’s boots.

She knelt down on her dress, bum resting on her heels, and looked up at Gregor. Yeah, now he was looking at her face. Asshole. Sam kept eye contact with him as she reached up to his jeans. His cock was unmissably erect and she moved a hand onto it, gave it a little squeeze through the denim, fondling it with one hand as she tugged down his zip with the other.

Her fingers slid through the opening. She felt his hard dick straining through the soft and clingy fabric of his boxer shorts. She kneaded his cock through the material, and cast a glance behind him at the floor display. 24. Her age.

Sam turned her attention back to the task at hand. Her fingers groped at his underwear, finding the little opening, reaching inside. She felt hard cock and a tangle of pubic hair.

Sam freed Gregor’s cock from its cotton cage, drawing it out into the open. Bigdick_Gregor, she had to admit, was quite an appropriate user name. “Bloody hell,” she murmured…then, realising that time and floors were passing her by, she got to work. Sam licked her lips, curled a hand around the shaft of his cock, and guided it into her mouth.

 

[Slimpies]

Perfect eye contact while she plucked his dick out of his jeans and guided it into her mouth. Bloody hell this chick knew what she was doing. Gregor's entire body pulsed when her puckered lips first touched the tip of his never-been-harder rod while she looked him directly in the eyes. The slight hint of shock when she'd first looked at his cock had made him harder than he ever had been.

"Oh yeah that's it..." Gregor moaned while Sam worked her warm lips around his shaft while he kept one eye on the elevator display. Sam had indeed been right thinking that people still worked on the higher up floors at this time of day and while Gregor wanted to give her the illusion of going right up there he didn't want to get caught fucking anyone's secretary while he was still on the clock. Sure, it would work wonders for his reputation but it would also cost him his job.

Just before they hit floor 43, Gregor hit the park button on the elevator and quickly tapped in the maintenance code: '1241' The elevator came to a halt between the 42nd and 43rd floor and Gregor brought his hands to Sam's head, curbing her enthusiasm as he didn't want to cum too quickly. "Hoo not too fast..." he moaned, drawing back a little and steadying her head with his hands. "Get up." he instructed, guiding Sam upright with his fingertips under her chin and turning her around into the same position she had been before, facing the elevator mirror. "You want to get fucked as well, don't you?" he whispered in her ear while he reached down sliding his hand down her panties exploring her sex; She was wet. Really wet. Gregor laughed. "Oh you do, you do want to get fucked don't you you little minx?"

 

[September]

Gregor's dick was a reminder that not every man showered as much as Ed, and – despite having fantasised all afternoon about giving Gregor a blowjob – Sam was mildly relieved to have it out of her mouth.

Being laughed at right before sex pissed her off, but Gregor's finger felt amazing as he massaged her clit through the drenched lace, so she let it go. She leaned against the mirror with her left and reached behind her back with the right, curling her fingers around his hard cock. She wanted to ask him if he had a condom, but she also wanted to stop him crowing about how turned on she was. "Gregor," she murmured back, her voice low and breathy. "Shut up and put your cock in me."

 

[Slimpies]

"No problem honey" Gregor grunted, grabbing hold of Sam's right shoulder for leverage while he guided his cock inside her with his left. There was no more small talk, all his energy now devoted to not climaxing upon contact as he wanted to enjoy this for as long as he could; And he wanted her to enjoy this too — he wanted her to enjoy him fully. That's what Gregor thought while he worked his entire length into Sam's soaking sex in one slow and steady shove. Gregor grunted loudly when he pelvis pressed into Sam's buttocks, when she took all of him. All. Of. Him.

He elbowed the button for the basement floor taking the elevator out of park and went to town right as the elevator began to descend. Gregor was a beast. He fucked Sam with fervor worthy of a wolf while his hands shifted quickly, squeezing both of her breasts, groping her ass, pulling her hair and inching her nipples; His hands were seemingly everywhere at once. When the elevator passed the twenty-forth floor (her age) in the opposite direction Gregor passed the point of no return; He wouldn't last ten more floors. By the nineteenth floor, his body tensed up against hers, pressing her flat against the wall; With one hand fingering her clit and the other groping as much of her ass as he could grab he spilled his seed inside of her accompanied by feverish moans.

 

[September]

"Fuck. Fuck." Sam slumped against the mirror, her whole body trembling. She always came quickly during sex, but Gregor's big cock, stretching and thrusting inside her, had taken her to the edge and right over it in almost the first few thrusts.

Now we'd withdrawn, and her senses slowly swam back into her brain, along with a swell of just-fucked bliss...and one or two minor concerns. She obviously shouldn't have let her come inside her without a condom, but the sensation of his impossibly massive cock throbbing and pulsing inside her had felt amazing enough to justify the risk. Also...I've just shagged the maintenance bloke in an elevator. This felt amusing in the moment, but she knew it was going to make things fucking complicated at work.

Sam cast a look over her shoulder, trying to gauge where Gregor was emotionally with all this. And also...where the elevator was physically. In all the commotion she'd kind of lost track.

 

[Slimpies]

Sam wasn't left to wonder for long as the elevator came to a halt and a loud chime rang indicating that it arrived at its destination: the basement. Gregor was already tucking his dick away when she looked up. "We should do this again sometime" he offered with a broad, satisfied smirk. "You're a fantastic fuck." he added while he zipped his pants.

Sam's dress lay crumpled on the floor, stained with a wad of Gregor's sperm that dripped from his cock after he pulled out of her. Before Sam was able to react, Gregor came up close and kissed her forcibly on the lips. "I'm gonna go write your review, unless you want to go on another ride." Gregor stepped back, hit the shut-doors button inside the elevator and stepped out before the doors shut, leaving Sam — naked apart from her heels and her sex-stained dress on the floor — alone in the elevator.

 

[September]

There was something deliciously scandalous about riding the Tube in a cum-stained dress.

Sam hadn't been able to go straight home. She went via her gym and showered off the smell of Gregor. Her own mood surprised her: she felt carefree and happy, when she knew she ought to be feeling serious and worried...at the very least because of the pregnancy risk. Oh well. Nothing I can do about it now, she mused. At least something interesting happened at work for once.

Back home she slipped inside quietly. She'd concocted a story about spilling yoghurt on her dress if Ed noticed the stain, but he was shut away in his study working, of course. She took another shower, this time using the handheld shower head to wash out her pussy. The warm rushing water on her clit brought her to a shuddering orgasm as she knew it would.

Dressed in tracksuit bottoms, furry slippers and a t-shirt, Sam drank wine and cooked up a stir fry. After a while the smell of sizzling prawns summoned her hungry fiancé. "Hey babe," he said. "You're back late."

Sam smiled and kissed him on the lips. He tasted much better than Gregor. "Missed ya." She cooked while Ed gave an interesting account of solving a very complex regulatory problem at his work. Ed was always adorably proud when he'd done something clever at work, and Sam listened indulgently as he described the day's verbal and intellectual battles with his manager.