Those Kinds of Adult Stories Your Mother Warned You About

by Natalie Nogasm

Cassie said, “We could try to call.”

  Hodges said, “Yes, that’s…” he picked up the little phone and groaned. “Not working. That figures too.”

  “Try the alarm,” Marks suggested.

  Hodges pressed it firmly but nothing happened. They all gawked at each other for a few moments. Slay sighed with impatience and said, “Well, now what?”

  “We could try to open the doors, “Cassie suggested, “look and see how close we are to the floor. If we’re near enough to one maybe there’d be enough room for us to climb out.”

  Marks said, “Now that’s an idea.” He tried the doors, his arms with their powerful and lean muscles straining. Sweat appeared on his forehead and he grunted then planted his feet and tried again before cursing loudly.

  All three men tried it. Cassie took a few things out of her bag, hoping to find something that might help them to get the doors open but all she had was the tablet, a small laptop, a few files and a single granola bar. “Sorry,” she murmured. “Somehow I can’t help but feel I should have been better prepared.”

  Marks said, “Oh? Why? Nobody could have foreseen this. Well, maybe we all should have given the way that damn company that’s replacing these things has been so lax about their jobs, either way it’s absolutely not your fault.”

  She smiled, pleased at the slight praise. Then she blurted out, “I’m afraid my first week has been less than stellar all the way around and so I’m apologizing a lot these days.”

  “You’re doing fine.” Marks smiled at her and said, “When I started with the company I was on the third floor and on my first day they gave me an assistant who was having her first day too. She was so nervous she set my desk on fire.”

  Slay roared laughter. “I remember that. Your whole desk, including the company computer!”

  Hodges laughed too. “That was funny. Whatever happened to her?”

  Marks said, “When I transferred up here she went to work on the sixth floor. She was great after that, and you’ll get the hang of it, Miss Wilson. We were all new to our jobs once after all.”

  She’d always thought he was cold, and so were the others but now she was beginning to see them in a new light and she relaxed. “Well, so the door won’t open. Is there an emergency exit?”

  They all looked around but they saw nothing. Hodges said, “I knew we should have gotten out of there while the getting was good. There goes my drinks and dinner plans.”

  Silence fell. Hodges tried the alarm, the phone, and the buttons again then said, “Damned if I know. Anyone’s cell working?”

  They all whipped out their phones to see no service available. Marks pocketed his and said, “I saw a television show once where people were in an elevator and they got out of it by going through the top.”

  They all looked upward. Hodges squinted and said, “It looks like it’s solid though.”

  “We need a closer look, “Slay said. “Here, give me a boost up.”

  Hodges and Marks put their hands together and Slay stepped into their palms. They lifted him and Cassie held her breath while he teetered and then said, “There’s a door but it’s…oof!”

  Marks and Slay kept him from falling, but only barely. Marks said, “You’ve gained a little weight since college,” in an apologetic tone.

  Slay nodded and said, “Miss Wilson, if we lift you do you think you might be able to find the door release up there?”

  She gave the high ceiling of the car a dubious look. It appeared to be solid stainless steel but she didn’t want to say no to them after they’d been so kind, and she also didn’t relish the idea of being trapped in a closed elevator all night. She bit her lips, she was not overweight but she was a curvy girl, and she wasn’t sure how long they’d be able to hold her. “I think so. Where did you see the door?”

  Hodges said, “See that seam there? Follow it down to the corner.”

  She saw it suddenly and a smile bloomed. “Wow, you have great eyes. I never would have seen that.”

  She took her shoes off, suddenly horribly aware that the run had grown and spread up her ankle to her shin. She gulped and stepped into their hands and they hoisted her upward. Their hands rested on her legs and somebody’s hand slid even higher, along the silk of her stocking.

  Below Cassie, Marks exchanged a quick glance with Slay, who was openly staring. Miss Wilson was pushing determinedly at the door but none of them were paying attention to that anymore.

  She wore stockings, not pantyhose, and at this angle the lacy black tops of those stockings were very visible as was the delicate black lace of her panties, which were so abbreviated they might as well be a mere string of floss. Marks eyes lingered on that fabric right where it vanished into the cleft between her rounded ass cheeks. Desire ran through him, making his cock stiffen.

  He glanced down and saw Hodges grinning happily as she stretched a little higher, her legs spreading slightly for balance. She teetered and they quickly lowered her. Hodges was breathing hard and Slay wore a faint red flush on his cheeks. Marks’ cock tented out the front of his slacks and he turned slightly so she wouldn’t see that erection straining at his zipper in an effort to free itself.

  That a young and obviously innocent girl had managed to turn all three of them on, and in such an easy fashion, was a trifle embarrassing, to say the least. He cleared his throat and asked, “Any luck?”

  Her face was scarlet from the exertion of pushing at the recalcitrant door. She shook her head and little tendrils of the slippery blonde tresses came free to wave around her face. He’d always known she was attractive but until that moment he’d thought her very aloof and cold, and a trifle withdrawn and timid as well. It seemed she was none of those things. Most women would have adamantly refused to even give that stunt a try.

  “No,” she said, “But if we try again I might get it.”

  They gamely hoisted her back up. Marks did not fail to notice her panties had somehow moved higher into the crack of her ass, and the slippery silk of her stockings rubbed against his fingertips, exciting him as she wriggled and pushed. He saw that Slay and Hodges were equally excited and Slay was practically groping her ankle.

  “I got it!” her voice was thin with excitement.

  Then she fell. Marks caught her. Her curvy body hit his and the erection that had been steadily growing became a throbbing and pounding length.

  Cassie took a step back. Her breath came far too fast and her eyes went from one face to another. Her skin tingled all over from the press of their fingers and her bottom still registered the hard thrust of his cock against it.

  She licked her lips, an unconsciously sexy gesture. She swallowed hard and said, “But, sadly, I don’t think any of us will fit up through it. It looks like it’s all covered with cables and large bolts that hold the cables.”

  Marks stepped back. Her eyes dropped. Her face heated. His erection was visible, so visible she could see the outline of his plump and long cock against the fabric of his slacks. Desire hit her so hard she could not even draw breath. Her eyes stayed riveted to the mesmerizing sight of his cock.

  Slay stepped forward and she felt another jolt of passion rocket through her as his erection brushed against her bottom for one single moment.

  Cassie blinked several times as Slay moved away. Her thoughts were in chaos. Marks was her boss, and she knew that just fantasizing about him the way she’d been doing was risky and now she was captive, in a small space, with him and two other men and instead of trying to figure a way out of there her mind was busy trying to figure out how she could get them to make love to her, right there, in that cramped and almost airless elevator car.

  Marks cleared his throat. Hodges muttered something and Slay made an almost desperate grab for the elevator doors and yanked at them so hard she was positive he’d pry them open with sheer force of will.

  Then Marks moved. His body met hers and they fell up against one wall. His hands went to her skirt and the zipper came down with a long purring sound that was ve
ry loud in the silence. Her hands found his zipper and his dick sprang out, hard and trembling. She stared at it, the huge thing featured a swollen, blood-engorged head and heavy veins wrapped around the shaft.

  Cassie gave it an experimental tug and he groaned, his hips shooting forward. She’d watched plenty of videos and she had an idea of what she was supposed to do so she gave it another fast pump with her hand as his fingers slid up her legs, scraping delicately across the soaked front of her panties.

  Hodges said, in a strangled voice, “I’d like to get in on that.”

  Made bold by the dick in her hand and the feel of Marks fingers pushing against her panties Cassie gasped out, “I don’t mind.”

  She didn’t. In fact she was hoping he was serious.

  He was.

  Soon all of them were naked. Cassie found herself spread-eagled on the floor of the elevator, her eyes closing in ecstasy as Hodges licked the dripping flesh of her labia then her swollen clit. His fingers thrust into her and she grunted, lifting her hips so he could get a better angle of penetration.

  Marks’ cock slid down her throat. The pleasure spiraling through her thanks to Hodges clever tongue only intensified as her mouth was filled with hot pulsing meat that scraped along the sides of her throat and forced her to open her mouth wider. Slay grunted out something and then his dick filled her palm. She curled her fingers over it.

  The feeling that washed over her was so fiery she was lost in it. Flesh filled her, contacted against her skin. Hodges’ tongue and fingers created friction and heat that spread through her entire body, sending heated trails of sensation behind it. Her ass shook and her mouth opened wider as the salty and thick cock in her mouth moved faster, forcing her to lift her head somewhat so that she could get it all down her throat without gagging. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth and her tongue swirled up and down the shaft as she tightened her lips, sucking harder and applying more pressure with every suck.

  Hodges’ fingers thrust faster while his tongue circled her clit, and then massaged it in a slow and maddening way that made an even more pleasurable sensation spread through her lower body. Her toes curled and she grunted past Marks’ cock, her hand continuing to pump rapidly in tandem with her mouth while Slay bucked his hips and groaned out, “You fellas look like you’re having a whole lot of fun.”

  Hodges’ tongue continued to circle the engorged flesh of her clit and fluids streaked from her inner folds, dripped down her thighs and ass crack. Those fluids were oddly chilly as they beaded along the deep cleft between her cheeks and she wriggled desperately as she tried to get closer to his mouth and the tantalizing pleasure that it was bringing to her body.

  Marks pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop and said, hoarsely, “Jesus, Hodges, if you aren’t going to fuck her let me have it.”

  Hodges chuckled. The reverberations of that chuckle and the cool air from it brought a whole new set of sensation to her aching core. Her inner walls clenched and throbbed then released a powerful jet of fluids that coated Hodges’ face and chin.

  Hodges said, “Let’s let Slay have a little fun too.”

  Cassie found herself on her knees. Hodges moved to her head and she lifted her face eagerly as his cock pressed against her now empty mouth. He thrust into her, quickly and easily then he pulled away to let Slay shove his prick into her throat. Slay’s cock was more slender than either Marks or Hodges and she swallowed it easily, her body moving back and forth as marks moved behind her.

  His hands met her ass cheeks, kneaded and lifted them. His fingers pressed deep into the firm ripe globes and she said, “Holy fuck, she’s soaking wet.”

  Hodges said, “You’re welcome.”

  From the corner of her eye she could see Hodges’ fingers tugging at the hard and pulsing length of his cock. The head vanished between his fingers, reappeared again as Slay’s cock slid in and out of her throat. Slay’s fingers tangled into her hair and his hips arched toward her face, bringing the masculine, slightly musky scent of his body to her nose.

  Behind her Marks slid his cock against the swollen and soaked entry to her pussy. He grunted then pumped his hips, fast. Pain and pleasure mingled and she realized that he’d broken her hymen. His cock pushed into her, all the way to the end of her tunnel and a low moan broke from her throat but was muffled by Slay’s cock in her mouth.

  “Holy fuck, that is the tightest, wettest pussy I ever fucked,” Marks panted as he withdrew and thrust again. Her walls clung to his turgid flesh, cradled it and released it. More friction and heat spread through her as she continued to suck Slay.

  The two men thrust and withdrew, their movements sending her shuttling back and forth between their bodies. Her hair fell out of its neat pins and tumbled around her sweaty face. Slay grabbed a handful of it and used it to guide her head. The feel of his nails scraping against her scalp made her toes tingle and her mouth close more tightly around his dick. Her tongue found the sensitive spot right between his cock’s head and the shaft and massaged it, causing him to grunt and moan.

  Marks’ cock continued to fill her pussy. Her legs shook as the pain evaporated and became pleasure so intense her walls sent more fluids spilling from them. His fingers moved around her waist and found the nub of her clit, and he stroked it furiously while his hips banged against her upturned ass cheeks.

  Cassie came again. Her entire body shook and shuddered as she splashed her hot creamy fluids along the beating meat inside her body. Marks grunted, pulled out and came as well, his hand directing those sticky fluids into his hand. Hodges said, “My turn, Slay.”

  Slay moved to her back end. His cock was nowhere near as large as Marks’ but it felt good inside her. Hodges cock went into her mouth and she tasted the slightly bitter flavor of his pre-come as a few oily drops slid from the purple and swollen head of his cock and coated her tongue, he had a masculine scent as well, different from Slay and marks but familiar and her throat, aching and sore, took him in despite the slight discomfort. The feel of his weighty and thick cock in her mouth was as welcome as the feel of Slay inside her dripping passageway.

  Slay said, “Jesus, she is tight, even after you fucked her.”

  Marks, getting to his feet on the other side of her, said, “I told you. That’s the best pussy I ever had.”

  Cassie, turned on by that, moved her ass faster, coaxing Slay to follow along. His grunts grew louder and longer while Hodges’ groans became louder as well. More of his seed spilled from his dick and dripped across her tongue, coating it with a thick and oily flavor that she craved more of.

  Her hands, flattened on the ratty carpet of the bottom of the car, ached and stung and so did her knees. She had a good idea that she would have some serious burns there later but she didn’t care. All she cared about was the pleasure coursing through her body, and the way that the flesh inside her body felt as it took her closer and closer to the edge of yet another orgasm.

  Slay pulled out and shot come onto the carpet. Hodges, not to be outdone, pulled his cock from her mouth and moved around behind her.

  His cock sank into her easily and he drew a long breath before saying, “Fuck yes, that feels fucking good but I want that ass.”

  He pulled his dick out of her, causing a wave of fluids to spill from her body. She sobbed as he stuck his cock into her asshole, plunging past the tight ring of muscle that made up her sphincter so quickly the pain was but a brief flash. Heat crawled and flushed across her body, making her teeth grit and her legs jerk.

  His hand found her clit and he manipulated it rapidly, causing new sensations to flood her body. Blinking, stunned, and coming hard, all Cassie could do was stay up on her knees as much as possible to keep from scrubbing her face into the rough carpet.

  Hodges let out a long and loud grunt then his sticky seed splashed out onto the floor below her. She almost fell into that slippery and thick puddle but he caught her.

  Slowly she cooled off. Hodges helped her to her feet and she stared around at them, b
emused and still riding the waves of aftershocks from her multiple orgasms.

  She said, “Oh, I have some…” she grabbed her bag and found the wipes she carried in case she needed to wipe her face or hands and then she used them to wipe away the sticky and messy fluids gathered on her body. To her amusement they all helped her to wipe off before cleaning themselves. Their sudden tenderness, coupled with awkward silence that had dropped into the car was both sweet and strange.

  Cassie managed to mop up most of the mess on the floor and then she got into her clothes. Slay leaned against one wall, his face wearing a shocked and confused expression and she was positive that her face wore the same expression.

  Slay cleared his throat and Marks looked at his feet. Hodges hit the buttons again, his face showing exasperation. The smell of sex hung all over the air and they all gave each other helpless looks then looked away again.

  Marks asked, “Does anyone have any bars on their phone yet?”