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From: Eros Phite <erophite@yahoo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} [deirdre Fest] "Muse" (MF, NC)
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Date: Sat, 15 Apr 2006 03:10:04 -0400
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Elevator [MF NC]



   "That's funny," Derek, said as he repeatedly pressed the button for the
lobby in the elevator, but the elevator didn't move.  The car stopped just
moments earlier and the two occupants figured the doors would open to let
on new passengers.  Kendra was standing on the other side of the sliding
doors, her eyes widened and shifting rapidly as she clutched her leather
purse tightly with both hands.  Derek looked at her and noticed her fright.
"A little claustrophobic, huh?" he asked.  She nodded quickly, her eyes
growing glassy.



   Derek opened the emergency telephone door and grabbed the phone and
seconds later the scratchy voice of a security guard erupted from the
receiver asking, "Can I help you?"



   "Yeah, the elevator stopped and we're stuck between the sixteenth and
seventeenth floors," Derek explained.



   "How many in the elevator car?"



   "Just two."



   "Well, you'll have to sit tight.  Power's out in the building and we're
running on backups.  We have three other elevators to evacuate below you,
so it'll take some time before we get you out."



   Kendra took in a sharp breath, grabbing Derek's attention.  Their eyes
locked and Derek spoke into the receiver, "About how long do you think
it'll take?"



   "Two hours, three tops.  Just flip the emergency stop switch and be
patient, we'll be there in no time." The receiver went to static and Derek
hung it up.



   Kendra was noticeably shaking and breathing in quick little bursts.  A
tear had trickled down her cheek.  Derek saw the drop hang from her chin
and fall between her cleavage pressed tightly together by a maroon tube
top.



   "It'll be all right, try to calm down," Derek said softly trying to
sooth her nerves.  "Trust me this'll be over before you know it."



   Suddenly the lights flickered and changed to a soft red glow, the
elevator dropped a few feet drawing a shriek from Kendra and making Derek
grab the railing.  The squeal of metal on metal preceded the stopping of
the car.  Derek saw Kendra sway and her eyes roll to the back of her head,
he caught her before she collapsed.  Her soft warm body fell heavily into
his arms, her face was pressed against his chest and her breasts were
mashed into his stomach.  He gently laid her limp body to the carpeted
floor.



   Grabbing the emergency phone he screamed into the receiver, "What the
fuck happened?"



   Seconds later the same scratchy voice asked, "Are you all right up
there?"



   "I'm a little freaked out, we almost fucking fell!"



   "The backups failed and we had to switch to the secondaries, didn't you
flip the emergency stop switch like I asked?"



   "I was just about to," Derek lied.



   "Well, you just felt them kick in when the primary brakes lost power,
just flip the switch and be patient."



   "The other person up here just fainted," Derek informed the man.



   "Just make sure they're breathing steadily and we'll be there in no
time." The receiver switched to static.



   Derek went over to Kendra and leaned his ear over her mouth.  She was
breathing deeply and steadily.  He straightened out her body.  Her knees
were spread and her flimsy black skirt was bunched up, exposing her smooth
tanned thighs.  When straightening them his hands grazed her silky skin and
Derek felt the hairs on his neck stand on end.  He flushed the arousal out
of his mind and finished moving her body into a more comfortable position.



   She had dropped her purse when she fainted and the contents were
sprawled throughout the elevator.  Derek decided to clean it up and pack it
back into her tiny purse.  The mess was mainly comprised of makeup but he
found her birth control pill container and a strip of six condoms.  He
crammed them all into her purse.



   Kendra was dressed like she was going to a club.  She had no bra on
under her tube top, made apparent by her protruding nipples.  Her skirt was
a bit conservative, but her black strappy high heels made her legs look
twice as long.  Her blonde hair was a bit of a mess but still looked sexy
(Derek didn't know if it was like that intentionally or due to her fall).
Her makeup was tasteful and she smelled like ambrosia.



   Derek sat across from her trying to distract himself.  But after playing
with his keys for fifteen minutes he felt compelled to check on Kendra.  He
brushed her long blonde hair with his hand and said her name.  They had met
several times in the lobby and Derek always figured she was out of his
league.  He reached down and gently shook her shoulder and said her name a
little louder.  Not a budge, not a moan, she was in another dimension.



   His heart rate was quickening and he decided to take his actions to the
next level.  He knelt beside her and slipped his hand under her tube top
and cupped her soft breast.  He let his fingers strum over her erect nipple
and rest between his thumb and index.  His cock was raging.  Lifting his
hand he slowly stretched the tube top to rest under her tits.  He let go
and the material pushed her breasts up.



   Derek looked at her peaceful expression and had to kiss her tits.  He
brought his mouth to her breast and took in her stiff nipple.  Swirling his
tongue around it, he caressed the other, rolling her nipple between his
fingers.  He licked around it to pick up any slobber, just in case.  He
looked at her and saw no change in her expression.



   He shimmied over to her waist and spread her legs wide.  Getting between
them he gently laid his hands on either thigh right below the hem of her
flimsy skirt.  Bending down he slowly dragged his hands over her thighs
towards her waist, bringing with them her skirt.  He looked up at her,
seeing her angelic face between the two nipple topped peaks, raised high by
the tube top.



   He brought his attention back to her crotch and inhaled deeply.  The
musky odor mixed with her perfume to make an intoxicating brew.  Bunching
the skirt passed her waist he saw her platinum colored g-string.  The front
was pulled upward and the string was lodged between her lips.



   Derek was hesitant to touch her.  He knew he crossed the line when he
groped her breast but this was something else.  But the reflection of the
soft red emergency light off the moistened corners of her labia pulled him
forward.  On autopilot he leaned forward and with an extended tongue he
followed the length of her slit, feeling the submerged g-string between
those glistening warm lips.  Bringing his hand to move the string aside he
gained access to her inner folds.  He lapped her silky petals and stuck his
tongue past her ring.  He lifted her knees to get a better position to
tongue fuck her.  Her nectar made him drunk and he didn't even hesitate
when the impulse to fuck her conquered his libido.



   The only contribution from his conscience was the conviction to wear a
condom.  He had already taken his pants and boxers to his knees and was
about to shove his cock into this helpless, passed out neighbor when that
small amount or reasoning held him back.  He pulled her purse over and took
one of the six condoms.  He unwrapped it and rolled it down the length of
his shaft.



   Looking down at the unconscious girl below him Derek marveled at the
soft red glow bathing her body with an alluring light.  Everything was
monochrome and only contrast distinguished nipple from breast, pussy from
pubes and her perfect skin from her disheveled clothing.



   He took his cock by the base and resting his weight on the other hand,
he leaned forward.  He slid his swollen helmet along the length of her
slit, spreading her panic spawned juices.  He swirled his member around her
hole making it slick.  Resting his mushroomed head at the entrance of her
sex, Derek looked up at her face.  He could almost detect a faint smile on
her lips.  He dismissed it as a trick of the light.



   He pressed down, slowly pivoting his weight from side to side the ridge
of his cap slipped inside of her.  Her warm folds welcomed him in as he
moaned in pleasure.  His senses were heightened by how wrong it was and the
risk of being caught.  He slid further in until his balls rested against
her perineum.



   Beginning to pull out, the skin of his balls seemed to peel from her own
flesh.  The sensation made him immediately thrust back in causing his sack
to slap against her.  He pistoned into her more liberally, allowing himself
the privilege of stroking her smooth thighs and massaging her tits.



   He looked over at the reflective metallic door of the elevator and saw
himself impaling this girl with his cock, her eyes closed, her skirt hiked
up and her legs spread.  He saw his pale ass bathed in red rhythmically
peeking out from behind the cover of her legs.  He looked himself in the
face; the red glow and the polished metal made him appear more like a demon
than a man.  But he was all flesh and sensation.  Her slippery pussy lips,
the massaging folds and her warm welcoming cunt that cheered his every
thrust.  Nothing existed anymore except his pleasure, and it was doubling
every minute.



   His balls began to tighten and the growing ember below his navel was a
ball of fire making him clench his abs and his teeth.  The pressure in his
cock intensified the feeling.  He seemed to detect every bit of flesh and
every distinction in her vagina was magnified ten fold.  The ball of flame
rolled down and seemed to hide somewhere in his groin.  For a moment he
thought the ecstasy would continue for hours, but then like a juggernaut it
overtook his entire being.  Every muscle tensed, every nerve ending cried
out in euphoria, the songs of heaven were ringing in his ears, his mind
fused with his cock and he was dumping load after load into the tight
confines of the latex condom.  He thrust even harder into her, rocking her
back and forth.  The idea of waking her no longer restrained him and he
bucked violently as the last few ropes of cum mixed with those that
preceded.



   Miraculously she didn't stir.  After he came he felt tremendously guilty
and quickly withdrew his throbbing cock.  He wiped the frothy juices from
her abused gash.  He was about to wipe her cum on his jeans but then
noticed it's pungent odor of sex.  Not wanting to draw any attention in
that direction, be brought his fingers to his mouth and swallowed every
drop.  After pulling on his own clothing, he took her perfume from her
purse and sprayed a pump on the inside of her dress.  Tying the end of the
condom, he stuffed the spunk filled latex into the wrapper and shoved it
into his back pocket.  Then he straightened her clothing and her body and
sat on the opposite end of the car.



   He looked at his watch; only an hour had passed since the elevator first
stopped.  The next hour he spent torn between guilt and self-gratitude. 
There were times when he assured himself that he'd admit all he'd done to
her when she awoke.  Then there were times that given the chance he'd do it
all over again.



   He stared at her, laying peacefully, no evidence that he had just fucked
her helpless body.  He smelled his finger, his mind awash in the memory of
her sweet nectar.  "Just one more quick taste," he thought and decided to
slip his finger into her before their privacy was gone.



   He got up, knelt next to her, and just before he was about to pull her
skirt to her waist, a loud thump sounded from above.  He quickly scurried
away from Kendra, back to his corner of the red-lit car.  The hatch in the
ceiling opened up and Derek had to shelter his eyes from the intense glow
of the flashlight pouring down.



   "Y'all right down there," came the scratchy voice from above.  "She's
still out cold huh?"



   "Yeah, good to finally see you," Derek tried to mask his disappointment.
The man hopped down and waved smelling salt in front of Kendra's nose.  She
awoke with a shake and was rather disoriented.  A man above told the other
men to hoist Kendra up and out of the car.



   Derek, while lifting Kendra up, Derek looked up and saw inside her
skirt. The g-string was lodged between her swollen lips and he detected the
scent of his spunk masked over with perfume.  His still deflating cock
stirred in response.



   They all climbed up and out to the seventeenth floor.  The guards told
them they had one more elevator to evacuate and left for the stairs. 
Kendra and Derek were left alone.



   "The guard told me that if you weren't there, I could've really hurt
myself during my fall," Kendra said to Derek, clutching her purse with both
hands at her chest, making a fragile smile.



   "Really, it was nothing...  but I should tell you..." his mind raced,
millions of scenarios flashed before his inner eye, his conscience was
booming for him to confess.  He looked her in her trusting eyes, her
thankful expression and said, "If you weren't there, I don't know what I'd
have done."



   "You're too sweet," she said and stood on her tiptoes to his him on the
cheek.  "I'll have to make it up to you sometime." And she turned for the
stairs.



   Derek just stood there and watched her walk away.  Maybe someday he'll
confess to her.  Maybe someday, he'd allow his conscience a voice, but not
today.  He studied her swaying hips as she walked into the stairwell.



   Kendra was walking up the stairs toward her apartment.  She was looking
through her purse for her keys.  She moved the condoms to the side and
paused.  She remembered having six.

   By EroPhite

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