- Once upon a time in an elevator – 01
- Once upon a time in an elevator – 02
- Once upon a time in an elevator – 03
“Wait, I don’t…”
“What?” Athena’s voice said. The finger on her leg traced slowly up her thigh, stopping only when it reached the hem of her dress. She felt unseen hands grab her hand and hold it. Soon a second finger slowly traced up her arm.
“Yeah, what?” Tab said. Natalia swallowed hard. The finger on her thigh was making small sensuous circles and the one on her arm had traced up to her sleeve. She felt funny inside, all fluttery and tense. This was getting out of hand fast, she thought. She cleared her throat and tried to speak assertively, but her voice was tremulous.
“Really, we need to stop,”
“Stop what?” Athena asked innocently.
“Oh my god,” Natalia groaned when she felt a warm wet tongue run along the crease of the inside of her elbow.
“That didn’t sound like you wanted it to stop,” Athena said. She felt a hand on her other thigh, slowly stroking her leg through her stockings.
The soft lips and tongue were moving slowly up her arm following the trail blazed by the finger. That finger sent shivers through her body as it slid along her shoulder blade and up her neck. She gasped when the two hands moved up her thighs, carrying her skirt hem with them.
Natalia swallowed hard. She tried to find her voice, but it wouldn’t come. She tried to move away, but her limbs seemed like lead and refused to obey her commands. She felt a knot in her stomach that was strange and insistent, not like the fear and panic, but disconcerting nonetheless.
Two women, in total darkness and yet they seemed to be able to see. Maybe they just knew each other so well or perhaps it was just fate. Natalia opened her mouth and started to just say stop, but at that exact moment, the lips jumped from her shoulder to her neck and the long hands crossed her stocking tops and caressed the bare skin of her upper thighs. Instead of a command to stop, a low moan was all that escaped from her lips.
It felt so good, she could feel her breath catch in her throat and her heart was hammering in her chest. She had to put a stop to this, but how? Her body was betraying her and she felt her will to stop it slipping away.
The hands slid further up her thighs, the long fingers sliding under the leg-bands of her panties and the thumbs bumped against her crotch. An electric thrill passed through her and the knot in her stomach exploded in a warm euphoric surge.
“You’re wet baby,” Athena’s voice said, it seemed to be right in front of her face. Natalia was so embarrassed, but she moaned softly when those thumbs began to stroke her slick panties. The tongue had reached her ear and was gently flicking along the outer edge. A soft warm breath was exhaled that sent a shiver of pleasure through her.
“Relax, you’re gonna love it,” Tab said in a breathy whisper.
“L.l.love what?” Natalia stuttered.
“This,” Tab said and Natalia felt lips pressed against her own. A tongue probed at her lips and they parted of their own accord. The tongue thrust into her mouth and Tab began to french kiss her. Natalia had never been kissed like this, the woman’s tongue seemed unusually long and active, caressing her teeth and sliding over her own tongue. The hands on her thighs slid out of her panties and gently pushed her legs further apart. Involuntarily her legs gave in to that gentle but firm pressure. She felt her dress slide up and bunch around her waist.
The searing kiss continued and Natalia felt helpless as two hands moved to either side of her face and held her head while the tongue continued to ravish her mouth. She felt a thumb hook into the leg-band of her panties and pulled them to one side. The air felt cool on her hot and damp pussy. It was hard to try and protest with Tab’s tongue shoved down her throat, and when the jolt of pleasure from Athena’s fingers rubbing along her lips hit she wasn’t sure she wanted to.
“I think it’s getting hot in here,” Athena said.
The kiss broke and Tab’s voice said “Yeah, it is kinda stuffy, what do you think, hot stuff?”
It was blatantly obvious where this line of questioning was leading, but Natalia was still grappling with conflicting emotions and her body was overloaded with the intensity of the sensations she had just experienced. Athena’s fingers still stroked her sensitive lips and it was kinda stuffy in the car.
“It is kinda stuffy,” she said. Her voice was husky and she almost didn’t recognize it.
“Well, we better do something about that,” Athena said and chuckled. Natalia was unprepared when a pair of hands caught hers and pulled her to her feet.
“Wha..?” she started, but her voice trailed off when she felt fingers fumbling for the zipper of her dress.
The hands, which were holding hers, tightened as she tried to stop the others from undoing the zipper.