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Subject: HOTSCRIBE:  "Incident On The Elevator"  (MMF  Cons  Oral  Anal)
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INCIDENT ON THE ELEVATOR
by HotScribe


	You realize, of course, you'll never forget the day
you were trapped on
the elevator with the two young wrestling boys.
	They must have gotten on a floor below you, and it
had only been
moments after the doors closed behind you that the elevator
came to a
sudden, lurching stop.
	"What's going on?" you exclaimed.
	One of the boys, a handsome redhead in his mid- to
late teens calmed
you down. "Probably a switch fault," he attempted to
explain. "They'll clear it
up in no time."
	"I hope so,"you replied.  You glance at the second
teen with brown
hair and eyes, not as cute as the other, but attractive in
his own way.
	"Seems to happen all the time in these elevators,"
he commented.
"Gets to be a nuisance, but nothing we can do about it but
wait until they fix
it."
	"How long is that usually?"
	"Fifteen, twenty minutes."
	"This is a regular thing?" you asked, not really
believing him.
	"Oh, sure.  Some sort of fault in the computer
programming.  Shuts
the levator down for a short time, then starts up again of
its own accord."
	"Oh."  You were quiet for a few moments, then
decided to break the
silence by attempting to start up a conversation,  "So, what
do you two do?"
	"We're here for the wrestling competition," said the
redhead.
	"Oh, really?" you replied. "I enjoy watching those
competitions.  You
must work out an awful lot for them, do you?"
	They both nodded.
	You glanced from one boy to the other.  "I--uh--I
realize this is rather
forward of me, but...."  You paused for a long moment before
you blurted
out, "...Well, to be honest, I've always wondered---do your
cocks get as hard
as your other muscles?"
	Both young fellows chuckled.  "Would you like to
see?" asked the
brown-haired boy.
	Your mouth felt dry, and your breathing was quick
and shallow.  You
couldn't say anything, so you just nodded.
	After which, both boys yanked down their zippers,
reached inside and
dragged out their cocks.
	The red-head (Ken, you later found out) was already
half-erect and in a
matter of a few seconds of pumping on it with his hand, was
fully erect, his
seven-inch stalk bending slightly upwards, its thick veins
bulging and
throbbing, it deep red head swollen.
	Paul (the brown-haired lad) held his up. It stood
out straight and hard,
and appeared to be more smoother, but with a pinkish-purple
head that
poked through his foreskin.
	Your legs felt like jelly.  You whimpered slightly
and got to your knees
in front of them both.
	You put your hands out. "May I?" you inquired,
looking up at the boys.
	"Please do," said Ken.
	"We don't mind at all," replied Paul.
	Your hands curled around the hard shafts, feeling
the thickness, the
warmth, the pulsing of the blood.  It excited you and you
felt the wetness
already between your legs, soaking your panties.
	You firmly rubbed both cocks back and forth,
watching Ken's
cockhead as it seemed to enlarge from your fist, and Paul's
revealing itself
from its hiding place within his foreskin.
	You bent forward, closed your mouth over Ken's cock,
felt its fullness
fill your mouth.  You sucked hungrily for a few moments,
continuing to pump
on both cocks.
	Then you switched the ravenous attentions of your
mouth to Paul's
cock, its tip already shiny and wet with precum.  You
engulfed it, tasted the
sweetness, ran your tongue around it, thrusting into the
tiny hole on its tip.
	Now you pumped faster, watching Ken and Paul as
their eyes closed.
	Ken was the first to groan audibly and you focussed
your attention on
him, yanking on his cock until his jism suddenly spurted at
you, spilling onto
the top of your blouse, down your neck.
	Then Paul suddenly gasped and you turn back to him,
opening your
mouth just in time, for his body jerked quite forcefully as
his cock fired its
hot load--several long white streams jetting into your
mouth, smearing your
nose and cheeks and lips.
	You pulled Ken's rod over, took both cocks in your
mouth, sucked and
licked them clean.
	You looked up at them both, a smile on your face.
"Was that good?"
	They both nodded.
	"I'm glad you liked it,' you responded. "Because now
I want you both
to fuck me at the same time...."

	"It will be our pleasure," replied Ken. That said,
he undoes his pants
and pushes them down, Paul following suit.
	You smile, lift your dress and peel off your panties
which are already
soaked with the wetness of your pussy juices.
	Ken holds his hands out to you.  You step forward,
then he suddenly
grasps you around the waist, lifts you up. Your hands
encircle his neck, then
Paul helps guide you down onto the long shaft of his
friend's cock. It fills you
completely as your legs wrap around his waist. Then he
proceeds to push up
into you slowly, letting you relish the entire length of him
before drawing
back again.
	Now Ken slowly eases himself to the floor so that
you are astride him,
riding him. Paul comes round, puts his feet on either side
of Ken's head. His
cock bobs in front of your face and you guide the stiff rod
to your mouth,
then hungrily you feast on its fullness, feeling it slide
between your lips and
teeth as Ken's cock thrusts up and down in your cunt.
	Now Paul takes himself from your mouth.  You bend
down, you mouth
covering Ken's in a passionate kiss as he thrusts up into
you.
	Paul moves behind you, kneels down. Then you feel
his tongue
flicking across your labia at the same time as Ken's cock
slides between
them.  Paul licks back and forth, then you feel the feathery
touches on your
anus, stabbing it lightly but firmly, then Paul's finger
slowly pushing into
you, then thrusting in and out in time to Ken's cock, then
alternating in
rhythm---finger in, cock out, finger out, cock in---until
you suddenly feel that
rush of blissful ecstasy blossom within you and you groan in
delight as you
cum.
	Ken moans, too, and rams up harder into you and you
feel his wet
heat explode within your depths.
	Paul slips his finger out, quickly positions himself
and inserts his hard
cock slowly but steadily into your ass.  You feel the
movement of both cocks
rubbing each other through your anal and vaginal walls, and
you cum again.
	Paul slowly moves in and out, the tightness feeling
like pressure, but
feeling good, then he finally cries out and spews his warm
spunk into your
ass.
	He waits a moment then so you can feel his cock
still throbbing
against your sphincter muscle, then he allows himself to
slide out.  You rise
from Ken's cock.
	A few minutes later, handkerchiefs wet with human
dew, the air
stinking of sweat and sex, the elevator miraculously starts
up again.
	Ken gives Paul a knowing wink and you give both of
them a satisfied
but curious smile.  Somehow you think they were responsible
for stopping
the elevator in the first place.  But you don't mind.  You
got what you wanted.


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