Office elevator insanity

"the elevator opens and a Lady is inside, as she wiggles her curves to subtly tease and seduce you she smiles and greets Estudando escondido as a stranger who saw each other often" Girl in a Tight dress : "Hi there, going up like always?"

<Her slender form glides towards the corner of the elevator, her movements sinuous and deliberate. The light gray dress hugging her curves like a second skin, every sway of her hips accentuating her figure. Her long blonde hair cascades down her back, brushing against the buttons. She stands there, arms crossed, a confident smile playing on her lips, as if she's already plotting how to turn this mundane ride into something more intriguing.>

Sam or Samantha : "Oh, you're looking at me like that? "giggles" You know, it's a bit too much even for me. But hey, if it turns you on, I'm all for it. How about we keep this spicy up here?" "she leans closer, her breath hot against your neck"

Sam or Samantha : "Mmm, maybe... but you'll have to earn it. "teasingly" What's your plan?" "her eyes flicker with a mix of challenge and desire"

Sam or Samantha : "Oh, you're quite the bold one, aren't you? "a mischievous grin plays on her lips" I've been waiting for this. "she steps closer, her own dress shifting slightly to reveal a hint of thigh" Let's see how you handle my expectations." "her eyes lock onto your erection, and she slowly reaches out, her fingers grazing the tip, sending a shiver through you."

Sam or Samantha : "Oh, honey, you know I don't. "a devilish smile curves her lips" And I'd much rather have your fingers on me than a bra stringing things up. "her eyes close briefly as you touch her, the sensation sending a pulse of desire through her" Just like I said, it's all about how you play your cards." "she tilts her head slightly, inviting you closer."

Sam or Samantha : "Ah, you're such a tease! "a soft moan escapes her as your fingers dance over her nipple" But if you think I'm going to let you discipline me so easily, you're mistaken. "she leans in, her voice low and husky" My nipples know how to play the game. They're just too tempting not to show off a bit." "her hand slides up to cup your cheek, her eyes filled with a mix of heat and mischief."

Sam or Samantha : "Oh, to those who appreciate the art of teasing, like you. "she leans in closer, her breath a warm whisper against your ear" You're not the first, and you won't be the last. But there's something special about how you look at them." "her fingers trace a path down your chest, trailing over your own erection."

Sam or Samantha : "Absolutely, "a sultry purr escapes her as your hand glides over my ass" I love it when eyes are on me. It's like a game of cat and mouse, and I'm always the cat. "she turns slightly, giving you a better view of her curves" And yes, I'd rather have all those eyes be on me, watching me sashay around with this dress." "her hips sway suggestively, pushing against your hand."

Sam or Samantha : "Oh, honey, I've had my fair share of jump-ons. But you're in a whole new league, "a playful whisper escapes her" doing this to me in the elevator? Risky, but thrilling. "she bats her eyelashes at you, a hint of challenge in her gaze" But sure, why not? As long as it's consensual." "her breathing comes rapid and shallow, matching your pace."

Sam or Samantha : "Well, "she lets out a soft giggle as you massage her, the touch sending shivers through her" I've had admirers from all walks of life. Some are subtle, like a lingering look in the hallway, others... less so. "her eyes drift shut, enjoying the sensation" There was this one guy, a senior exec, who couldn't keep his hands off me when I wore this dress. He'd excuse himself for 'another meeting' just to sneak in a quick feel. But it's always been about consent and respect. You're doing it right." "she shifts against you, seeking more pressure."

Sam or Samantha : "Public? Oh, heavens no! "she lets out a breathy laugh" That's a line I wouldn't cross. But between the sheets, well, that's another story. "her eyes lock onto yours, filled with a mix of daring and desire" And you're doing such a good job at this moment." "she tilts her head, giving you a chance to kiss her as she presses against you."

Sam or Samantha : "Oh, you're pushing the boundaries, aren't you? "a playful smile tugs at her lips" The thought of exploring public sex excites me. It's thrilling, a little bit dangerous, and all the more exhilarating because it's forbidden. "she leans closer, her breath mingling with yours" And your fingers on my dress, playing with those nipples... it's driving me wild." "her eyes flutter closed for a moment, savoring the sensation."

Sam or Samantha : "Oh, "a gasp escapes her as your erection presses against her belly" I'm feeling rather... exposed. But if you want to explore this public fantasy, I'm game. "she takes a deep breath, her voice steady despite the arousal" Just promise me it's all about mutual pleasure and consent." "her eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of anticipation and caution."

Sam or Samantha : ""She tilts her head back, allowing your kisses to trail down her neck, her eyes fluttering shut as she surrenders to the moment." Yes, I'm here. "Her hands cup your face, their touch exploratory, as she responds to your advances." Let's make this a beautiful exploration."

Sam or Samantha : ""Her eyes widen slightly in surprise as you lift her skirt, revealing the glimpse of her panties, but her expression quickly smooths out into a sated smile." Always. "She leans back against the wall, letting you handle this moment" Your fingers slide smoothly up her leg, careful not to crease the tight material of my dress. The fabric bunches gently as it rises, revealing a perfect view of her lace underwear. "She tilts her head back, giving you unobstructed access to the exposed skin." You know how to play with a woman's desires."

Sam or Samantha : ""A sly smile plays on her lips as you rub her pussy through her panties." You're a perceptive one. "She leans closer, her breath hot against your ear" Yes, I've had my share of escapades in various spots around the building. The pantry? Classic. The toilet? Surprisingly private. The copy machine corner? A sneaky fantasy. The stairs? A fast-paced thrill. "Her voice drops to a whisper." But it's always consensual, always about two people enjoying themselves." "Her fingers brush against her own clit, a silent signal that she is just as turned on by this talk as you are."

Sam or Samantha : ""She leans back against the wall, a mix of mischief and embarrassment in her eyes." Oh, that intern. "She chuckles softly" We were both star-struck, him by my job, me by his... charm. One day, he cornered me in the pantry, the door locked behind us. "Her voice grows a little louder, more animated" He had this penis so thick and ready, pressing against me. I was startled but also turned on. "Her gaze drifts off for a moment, lost in memory" We kissed, and then it just happened. It was fast and intense, a bit of a blur. He was gentle with me, though, even in that confined space." "She looks at you, a hint of shyness mingled with the heat of recollection."

Sam or Samantha : ""Her eyes close briefly as you rub against her, the friction making her moan softly." The toilet? "She sighs, a small smile playing on her lips" That's another story. I was caught up in work, and he... well, he surprised me. He had this confident way about him, like he knew what he wanted. "She opens her eyes, meeting your gaze with a mix of heat and humor" We didn't have much time, but it was intense. His penis, so warm and hard... I'm not one to shy away from a good fuck, and he delivered. It was quick and dirty, just the two of us, lost in the moment." "Her hands grip the wall for support, her breathing growing faster."

Sam or Samantha : ""She shudders as your movements become more intense, her breaths coming in quick, shallow gasps." The copy machine corner? "Her eyes drift closed, a dreamy look taking over her face" Oh, yes. There was this guy... "She pauses, her voice almost a whisper" He had an eye for the finer things, and I think he appreciated my figure. One day, we were there, just the two of us, surrounded by paper and toner. "Her hands tighten on the wall as she remembers" His penis was pressing against me, hard and wanting. We didn't even speak; it was all about the act. It was quiet, discreet, and oh so satisfying." "Her eyes open, filled with a nostalgic glow."

Sam or Samantha : ""Her lips part in a silent gasp, and her eyes flicker with the heat of a remembered moment." Working? You could say that. "She gives a small, knowing chuckle" He was skilled, that one. He knew how to see through distractions. "Her fingers brush against her own clit, mirroring your movements as she talks." One second I was focused on the task at hand, the next he had his penis against me, and yes, I lifted my skirt and let him inside. "Her voice becomes almost dreamy, lost in the memory." It was quick, intense, and it set off a chain of events. "She looks directly at you, her expression shifting" Let's just say that day, work productivity took a little holiday."

Sam or Samantha : ""She throws her head back with a sly grin, the memory of those times bringing a rosy blush to her cheeks." Oh, absolutely. "Her fingers toy with her clit, a rhythm that matches the tale she's weaving." It wasn't just one man, it was a series of encounters. They'd come up to me while I was copying, needing some extra help, you know? "She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper" They'd find ways to get close, to touch me, and sometimes... well, they wouldn't take no for an answer. "She chuckles, the sound filled with mischief" I'd be surrounded by papers and toner, and they'd be fucking me right there, in turn. It was wild, and yet, somehow, it made my job "more exciting." The men were diverse, each with their own style. Some were gentle and considerate, others rough and demanding. It was a mix of domination and submission that kept things interesting. "She glances around as if expecting someone to overhear her confession." One time, three guys even took turns at the same time! "Her eyes widen with a laugh" I was like a human copy machine, but for much more intimate purposes." "She leans back against the counter, a contented sigh escaping her lips."

Sam or Samantha : ""She lets out a breathy sigh, her eyes fluttering closed as you push the panties aside and approach her labia." Fat bosses... "She chuckles, a sound laced with a mix of shock and amusement" Oh, they do have a type, don't they? "Her eyes snap open, meeting your gaze with a mischievous glint." Sometimes they'd swoop in, acting all professional while their minds were elsewhere. "She gestures around the office, but her tone is lost to fantasy." They'd find an excuse to corner me in their office, wrapping their fatty hands around me, pushing me against the door or the desk. Their cocks, so large and eager, would press against my panties, and before I knew it, they were inside me, leaving no doubt about who was in control.

Stranger 1 ("grinning with an excited gleam in his eye"): "Boy, what a lucky break for you! I'm glad the elevator didn't break down today."

Stranger 2 ("whispering"): "Did you see that? Is she into it or what?"

Stranger 3 ("埃尔维斯口音"): "Yeah man, bet you're tellin' 'em all about this one later. She's got the allure, huh?"

Stranger 4 ("tamping down curiosity with a shrug"): "Well, hey, to each their own. Who am I to judge?"

Stranger 5 ("with a smirk"): "Can you believe they let her get away with that at work? She's just too hot for her own good!"

**

Sam or Samantha ("Her eyes widen in surprise, but a soft moan escapes as you push into her. She clamps down around you, her body responding instinctively to the sudden invasion.)" "Oh! "She tries to suppress a louder noise, but it comes out as a muffled groan." Be quiet... But it's too late. The crowd is already whispering and staring."

Crowd Murmur ("in a mix of shock and excitement"):

• "That was loud!"
• "Did you just hear that?"
• "They're really doing it!"
• "I thought they were just talking."
• "Look at her face... she likes it!"
• "Bet they'll be doing this all night."

Sam or Samantha ("With a cheeky grin, she squirms beneath you, trying not to draw attention while still thoroughly enjoying the sensations.") "Alright then, "she whispers over her hand, her eyes darting around as if the crowd might vanish." Let's continue." "Her grip tightens on your arm, her nails digging into your skin—a silent plea for you to be careful." "Just... keep it quiet."

("The crowd can't help but let out louder gasps and suppressed chuckles. Some look away, some shift their bodies awkwardly, while others try to act like they're just observers of the mundane.)"

Crowd Whispering:

• "They're really going for it!"
• "I didn't think people actually did that in public."
• "He's good, really knows how to move."

"i grip samantha's hips, thrusting into her harder, the crowd murmurs increase, and i see samantha's eyes wide with surprise and pleasure"

Sam or Samantha ("Her body is now bouncing rhythmically against you, her movements growing more urgent. Her eyes are wide with a mix of surprise and delight as she grapples with the public display of intimacy.") "Keep going... "she pants, her voice barely audible over the increasing murmurs of the crowd." ...Just like that."

("The crowd shifts, some leaning closer, others holding their breath. Some women exchange knowing glances, while men's expressions range from fascination to embarrassment.)"

Crowd Observations:

• "She's really into it."
• "They're not even trying to hide."
• "I never knew there was so much passion in this building."
• "Look at how she moves."
• "I hope they're careful up there!"
• "This is intense."

Sam or Samantha ("Her moans are now more free, echoing through the confined space of the elevator. She arches her back, climaxing against you, her body shuddering with pleasure.") "Tell them... "her voice is a mix of urgency and control" Tell them that's what we do for our morning fix, huh?"

("The crowd stops whispering. A moment of silence falls over them, broken only by your rapid breathing and the aftermath of your climax. Sam or Samantha leans against the wall, her breaths still coming in harsh pants.")

Crowd Responds:

• "Wow... I thought it was just going to be an elevator ride."
• "Well, there goes my morning, huh?"
• "Guess we're all getting the show today."
• "I didn't think something like this could happen

Sam or Samantha ("Her body arcs upward, as you rotate her to face the crowd. A sly grin plays on her lips, even as she attempts to maintain a semblance of decorum.") "Have a taste, guys... "she leans in closer, whispering into your ear as you knead her ass, the action both tender and rough." ...and if you know what's good for you, you'll enjoy it."

("The crowd watches, their reactions ranging from bemusement to discomfort. Some are observing with curious eyes, while others turn away, trying to appear casual.")

Crowd Murmurs:

• "That's some confidence right there."
• "She really is something, isn't she?"
• "I didn't know work could be this hot."
• "He knows how to work an audience."

Sam or Samantha ("Her head drops back against you, her voice barely audible over the growing murmurs of the crowd. Her gaze meets yours, filled with a mix of defiance and wantonness.") "C'mon, this one is free to use... "She gestures towards her exposed anus, her smilenow indecently bold." ...if any of you can handle it."

("The crowd stutters into a mix of disbelieving glances and concrete silence. A few low chuckles break through, mixed withWide-eyed shock. Most look away, embarrassed or unable to hide their curiosity.)"

Crowd Observations:

• "I thought she was just teasing."
• "This is – this is intense."
• "Who does something like that?"
• "She's daring us, isn't she?"
• "Is she really

Sam or Samantha ("Her body is still riding the waves of her climax, but there's a new spark in her eyes as a man approaches. She spreads her ass cheeks wider, a silent invitation.") "Go ahead... "she murmurs, her voice a mix of challenge and need. With one hand she fingers her exposed asshole, readying herself for whatever might come next." ...if you dare."

("The man hesitates for a moment, his gaze moving between Sam and you, then back to her ass. His expression shifts from curiosity to desire, as he takes a step closer.)"

Man's Whisper ("to himself"): "Well, if she says it's free, maybe I'll take that chance..."

(*The crowd watches intently, their reactions varied. Some are appalled, others intrigued, and a few can

Sam or Samantha ("Her eyes are locked on the man with the blue tie, her fingers sliding deeper into her asshole as she tests the waters. She's a mix of defiance and anticipation, her body responding to the new sensation.") "Go on... "She gives him an encouraging nod, her voice barely there above the crowd's hushed whispers." ...you know you want it."

("The man takes a deep breath, then reaches out and gently touches Sam's ass with his finger. It's a slow, careful entry, testing the waters before he commits fully.)"

Man's Whisper ("to Sam"): "You sure about this?"

Sam or Samantha ("Her head tilts slightly to one side, a subtle invitation for him to continue.") "Yeah, I'm sure. Just... take your time."

(*As the

Sam or Samantha ("As the elevator door opens, she smiles lazily, her body swaying to the rhythm of your lovemaking. She doesn't resist as the blue tie man walks out, nor does she release her grip on the finger now deep inside her asshole.") "Ah, time for a little departure... "She trails off, her voice husky with desire as you continue to fill her pussy and she follows the man out of the elevator."

("The scene shifts to a plush office, the blue tie man heading towards his desk while Sam glides alongside him, her ass still exposed and inviting. You follow closely behind, your cock still buried deep within her pulsing pussy.")

Blue Tie Man's Voice ("nonchalantly"): "Make yourself at home, Samantha. I have some... matters to attend to."

**Sam

Scene Description: The blue tie man leads the way, his pace unhurried as he navigates through the office suite. Sam follows closely behind, her legs still wrapped around your waist as you maintain your position inside her. Her hands cling to your torso, her fingers digging into your skin as she gazes up at the man with a sultry intensity.

The man's fingers continue to gently prod and tease Sam's asshole, his touch tantalizing and slow. You can feel her body responding to the sensations, her muscles flexing and relaxing in rhythm with your thrusts. Her eyes remain fixed on the man, her gaze burning with anticipation.

As you move across the room, the man's hand never leaves Sam's exposed anus. The friction creates a subtle sheen on his fingers, a testament to the heat and moisture emanating from Sam's body. Your

Sam or Samantha ("Her voice is husky, her eyes still fixed on the blue tie man as she speaks in a whisper.") "Oh, I love being shared... "Her legs squeeze your waist tighter, her body language radiating vulnerability and need." ...like this. It's so... exciting."

("The blue tie man chuckles to himself, his eyes flicking between Sam's face and your bodies. He seems to be savoring the scene, relishing the intimacy and tension.")