Trapped with Vin
The elevator lurched and groaned, and I wondered if maybe I shouldn’t have just taken the stairs. It shuddered to a stop and my mouth fell open as the doors slid apart to reveal who was waiting to board. My eyes blinked in disbelief.
I was visiting my friend Suzy in California and she was an executive for a big movie studio. Considering the business, I thought I might see a star or two, but I never dreamed I would see him… much less ride in an elevator with him. My heart hammered in my chest as Vin Diesel entered the elevator. As he reached out to push the button for his floor, the muscles in his arm rippled. I had died and gone to heaven.
He nodded his head in greeting and stood against the wall as the elevator lurched upwards. I kept stealing glances at him. I knew it was rude to stare, but I couldn’t help it. Here he was… in the flesh. Suddenly an awful grinding noise filled the small cabin of the elevator and it came to a shuddering stop.
“What the hell was that?” I blurted out.
“Sounds like Ole Bessie finally gave up the ghost.”
Oh god, that voice. To hear it in person…mmm… think wet.
Vin pulled the emergency phone out of the box and informed the person on the other end that we were stuck. He made some noises of confirmation and then hung up. “They’re calling the repair people. Considering it’s quitting time, we may be here awhile.”
With my luck, they’d likely show up right away and have us out in no time, but I held out hope they’d take a long time… a very long time. “Well, if we are going to be stuck here awhile, you might as well know my name. I’m Cassie.” I wanted to say I was his biggest fan, but I thought that he’d be more impressed if I managed to control myself.
We sat in the floor and got comfortable, making small talk until a shrill ringing split the air. He laughed softly when I jumped. “It’s the phone.” He answered it and I thought when he got off that he’d say it would only be a few more minutes until we were rescued. Somehow, I managed to get lucky. “Well, I was right. We’re going to be here awhile. The only crew still out is tied up in a building across town. It’ll be a couple of hours before they even get here.”
Small talk actually changed to sharing stuff about our lives, and I did finally fess up that I owned every movie he’d ever made and that my computer desktop was a picture of him with no shirt. While we talked, a plan formed in my mind. Okay, so it was a long shot that he wouldn’t think I was some psycho, but I had to try. I mean, how often do you get stuck in an elevator with the hottest guy in Tinsel Town?
As our conversation continued, I slid a little bit closer to him. Inch by inch I moved until I was almost touching him… and then I did. My hand slid up to rest lightly on his thigh. I’m sure he noticed, but he didn’t brush it away. I hoped that was a good sign. Lightly stroking up and down, my hand rubbed his thigh. “Time to go for broke,” I thought.
“You know,” I said in what I hoped was a very seductive tone, “I bet we can find a fun way to pass the time while waiting for the repair crew.” As I spoke the last words, my hand grazed against the slight bulge in his pants. It was the moment of truth. Full of fear the he would reject me, I waited for his reaction.
He laughed, you know the one… think Riddick in Pitch Black… just softer. “You don’t waste any time, do you?”
I could feel the blush creeping across my face. “I’m not usually like this. This is a once in a life time opportunity. I have you trapped in an elevator with me. There’s nowhere for you to go. I’d kick myself from here to eternity if I let all this time go by without at least trying.”
“So what did you have in mind?” he asked, a wicked smile turning up the corners of his mouth.
“Oh, I think you know.”
He turned towards me, and his powerful hands gripped my waist and lifted me until I was sitting astride him. Words weren’t needed… after all, this was a dance as old as time. His lips pressed against mine, and I moaned as the contact sent a shock of electricity through me. His tongue licked across my bottom lip before pushing into the hot wet cavern of my mouth.
While our tongues danced in unison, my fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. I wanted to feel the hard muscles of his chest beneath my fingertips. I finally succeeded and impatiently pushed the shirt aside. I moaned into his mouth as my fingers ran over the hot skin of his chest.
He must have had the same idea because he broke the kiss and grabbed the hem of my shirt, yanking it up and off. An appreciative sigh spilled from his lips as his eyes fell upon my full bosom enclosed in black lace. His fingers traced the line of the cup, sending a shiver through me as they slid down the swell of my breasts. Taking the initiative, I reached back and unhooked the bra, holding the cups in place as I pushed the straps off my shoulders.
I pulled the cups away from my breasts and tossed the bra to the floor. My pink nipples were erect with excitement. A moan escaped my ruby red lips when his hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs lightly grazing across my nipples. My back arched, pushing my breasts towards him. “Oh god.” His mouth closed over a nipple, his tongue flicking over it before he suckled it.
I was getting wetter by the minute as his mouth and tongue ravished my breasts and nipples. A throbbing ache grew in my pussy as he ignited a fire within me.
“Stand up,” he said. When I did, he reached up and unzipped my pants and pulled them down. I placed my hands against the elevator wall so as not to fall when he lifted each foot and pulled the pants away. My black lace panties were next, and I was standing above him naked, my bare pussy mere inches from his face.
A delightful quiver ran through my body as I felt his hot breath waft across my nether lips. His tongue sliding up my slit sent fire raging through my sex. The small cabin filled with moans and guttural sounds as he worshipped my pussy with his mouth and tongue. My knees weakened with desire, and I gripped the rail, my knuckles white from the clenching of my fingers around the cool metal.
His hands gripped my ass as he held me tightly against his mouth. The constant swipes of his tongue against my swollen nub drove me wild with lust and I bucked against him. My body stiffened, the pleasure having built powerfully within me, and my cries echoed around the cabin as an orgasm overtook my senses. His tongue never let up as I bucked and writhed against him until finally my movements slowed as the orgasm faded away.
I wanted to return the favor, but he stopped me. “This is your once in a lifetime experience. It’s all about your pleasure.” Not only was Vin a hot guy, he was nice too. He unfastened his pants and his cock sprang forth, standing straight up and begging for attention.
“It will be my pleasure,” I said as I bent down to take his rock hard shaft in my mouth. His fingers entwined in my curly auburn hair as I bobbed up and down on his cock, coating it with my saliva. He moaned and bucked up, thrusting himself into the warm silky cavern of my mouth.
He only let me suck him a few times before he pulled my head up. “Ride me.”
He didn’t have to say it twice. Placing my knees on each side of his hips, I lowered myself until I felt the velvet head of his cock brush against my moist pussy lips. Sensuously, I slid my slit up and down his shaft, adding my juices to the saliva already present. Each time his plump head bumped against my clit, I moaned aloud.
When I could take no more, I guided him to my entrance and slowly sank down, my lips stretching around his thickness as he slid into my throbbing pussy. His arms embraced me, pulling my ample breasts to his waiting mouth as I slid up and down his hard cock. The slow sensual dance of pleasure evolved into an animalistic frenzy as our passion blazed hotter. My pussy slammed down onto him as his hips thrust upwards, driving his stiff cock deep inside my wet walls. His tongue danced across my aching nipples and my clit ground against his pelvic bone with each downward thrust of my pussy on his cock.
Our mutual cries filled the cabin as our bodies exploded in pure ecstasy. I bucked on top of him, my pussy convulsing around his throbbing cock and milking every lost drop of cum from his spurting hole as he filled me with his seed. Spent, I collapsed against him, loving the way his naked skin felt against mine.
Gradually, we recovered from our passionate encounter and began to pull ourselves together. I started getting dressed but when I picked up my panties a wicked thought entered my mind. With a laugh, I tossed them to him. “How about a souvenir?” He caught them with a grin and stuffed them in the pocket of his jeans.
As we finished dressing a low whirring filled the elevator and with a lurch, it began to move. The doors opened in the lobby and with a quick peck on the cheek, he left.
A couple of weeks later, a package came in the mail with no return address, but the postmark was from California. I opened it to find the shirt Vin had been wearing in the elevator. Pulling it from the box, I brought it to my face. The scent of his aftershave told me he hadn’t washed the shirt before sending it. A white piece of paper in the bottom of the box caught my attention.
“”How about a souvenir? Vin”"
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