Jane Fox: Swappers next door

Sharon laughed softly. She pulled away and looked up into his eyes. Mitchel was certainly a handsome man. She knew that she had confused him. Now she had to go into action before he had time to think about what was happening.

"Mmmmm," Sharon moaned, nibbling at the side of Mitchel's neck and running her hands all over his back. "I've always dreamed about getting stuck on an elevator with a handsome man. Maybe my dream's coming true. Kiss me again and we'll see."

Mitchel couldn't resist a sexy invitation like that. He felt his cock harden as Sharon pressed her lush curves up against his body again. Maybe this was just what he needed to get over his mood of depression. He had to admit that it was exciting. He had been wanting something exciting to happen. Here it was.

Sharon grasped Mitchel's hand. She pulled it up and placed it right on the quivering mound of her tittie.

"Oooooh, isn't this fun?" she asked, wiggling her hips against the hard bulge of his cock.

All thoughts of right and wrong fled from Mitchel's head. He couldn't even think with Sharon's body pressing up against him that way. He grasped her soft tittie-flesh in his hand and squeezed with a rush of excitement. He wasn't sure exactly how far this wild girl would let him go but he was ready for anything she wanted to do.

Sharon could feel Mitchel's body warm toward hers. Everything was working out perfectly. She wished she had a little more time. Then it would be easier. Ten minutes was all she had though. Ten minutes to accomplish the impossible.

"Mmmmm," Sharon moaned, snuggling up as close as she could to Mitchel. "It's getting stuffy in here. I'm hot, aren't you?"

Mitchel nodded. He didn't trust himself to speak. He certainly was hot, but not the way Sharon meant it. He was so hot his cock was throbbing, threatening to split the seam of his pants.

"Why don't we take off our clothes," Sharon suggested, grinning up at him. "We'll be a lot more comfortable that way."

Mitchel's head was spinning so hard that he found himself agreeing with her. He didn't even think of the repairmen that were supposedly coming to fix the elevator. He just slipped out of his clothes with shaking hands, eager to resume the embrace with Sharon without any clothes in the way.

"Ooooh, that's so much better," Sharon cooed, snuggling into his arms. She could feel his cock pressing against the softness of her upper thighs now.

Mitchel was certainly turned on. The rest should be easy.

"Now what are we going to do to amuse ourselves?" Sharon asked, laughing sexily. "I can think of something I'd like to do. How about you?"

Mitchel gave a hoarse groan of desire. He knew just what he wanted to do and it looked like he was going to have the chance to do it. Visions of shoving his cock into Sharon's trembling pussy excited him so much that he felt like he was smack in the middle of a fantasy. Nothing seemed real except the beautiful girl in his arms.

"Let's fuck," Sharon suggested, slipping down to the floor of the elevator cage. "I've been thinking about it from the moment you stepped on the elevator. You want to, don't you?"

"Y-yes!" Mitchel replied. Everything really seemed like a dream now, a beautiful, sexy fantasy.

"Come here, darling," Sharon urged, holding out her arms. "Come here and fuck me. I can hardly wait to feel your big cock in my pussy." Mitchel didn't have time to be shocked by Sharon's words. He dropped to his knees and aimed his cock right at the pulsing, pink mouth of her pussyhole.

"Yesssss," Sharon moaned as his cock hesitated at her hot cunt. "Shove it in, darling. Fuck me hard with that lovely cock of yours."

Mitchel groaned as he pushed his cock forward. It shot up Sharon's creamy pussyhole like it belonged there. He felt her move and grind her hips beneath him. She was a lot wilder than Vonda, but that was fine with him. He needed a change in his life. Sharon was the answer to his problem. He loved the way she squealed and moved when he drove his cock in and out of her cunt.

"Ooooh, you like to fuck, don't you, darling?" Sharon asked, wiggling her hips smoothly. "Tell me you like it. Tell me all the things you'd like to do to me."

Mitchel's breath caught in his throat. He thought of all sorts of strange, kinky things that he'd never thought of before. He wanted to do everything he'd never tried before… all those depraved, lascivious things he'd only read about.

"I want to fuck you all over," he groaned. "I want to fuck your mouth and your pussy and your ass! I want to suck your titties and lick your pussy. I want to do everything there is to do and more."

Sharon stopped the smooth motion of her hips. "Do them!" she urged. "I'll lick your cock if you lick my pussy. Hurry! Do it!"

Sharon swiveled around so fast that Mitchel's head snapped. Her mouth was right under his cock now. He held back, not knowing whether he should do it or not.

"Hurry!" Sharon urged. "Shove your cock into my mouth and lick my pussy! Do it! I want to do everything!"

Mitchel didn't hesitate for long. He inched his cock forward until it was pressing right up against Sharon's ripe, full lips. He saw them open and then his cock was buried in a wet dream of delight. He couldn't believe how her lips and tongue felt on his throbbing cock. Her lips sucked and her tongue whirled around and around. She nibbled and her tongue dipped into the hole in the end of his cock, reaming out the drops of cum and smacking her lips greedily.

"Do my pussy too!" she urged. "Hurry… do it! Come on, Mitchel, do it!" Mitchel didn't even stop to think about how Sharon had known his name. He just leaned down and pressed his lips against the fragrant wet pinkness of her pussy, licking delightedly.

Liv and Vonda stood at the door of the elevator. "I wonder if Sharon did it," Vonda said, crossing her fingers for luck.

"If she didn't, I'll really be surprised," Dan replied, coming up behind the two girls, carrying his drink. "Sharon's an expert at seducing straight husbands."

"I don't know why you two girls were in such a hurry to get out here," Jim complained. "Sharon's got another five minutes to go."

"I guess I'm just nervous," Vonda admitted, clasping her hands together tightly. "I hope everything went all right."

Jim laughed. "I wish we would have had a couple more minutes. The four of us could have had a party."

Liv giggled. "You just never get enough, do you?" she asked. "You sure have changed since you met Sharon and Dan."

"I guess I have," Jim admitted. "I've changed since I met Vonda too… just look at this!"

Vonda turned around curiously. Then she giggled as she saw what Jim was holding. He had his pants unzipped and his fingers were closed around the stiffest, biggest cock she had ever seen.

"Why don't you suck it for him while we're waiting?" Liv said, pushing Vonda forward. "Dan and I'll keep our eye out for people."

Vonda gazed at Jim's cock and her mouth started to water. She really wanted to do it. She hadn't sucked cock for a long time and she loved to do it. As long as Dan and Liv kept their eye on the hall, it would be safe. They would have enough warning to quit if someone came down the hall.

Vonda backed up against the wall next to the elevator. "Come on over here, Jim," she urged. "If you get right in front of me, I can pretend to be looking for something I dropped if someone comes down the hall. You can stand with your back toward the hall and no one will even know what's going on."

Jim chuckled. "You two make sure you give us plenty of warning," he advised. "I sure don't want to get caught in the hall with my cock hanging out. We'd probably both get kicked out of here. This is supposed to be a respectable apartment complex."

Vonda reached up and grabbed Jim's prick. She could hardly wait to taste his cock now that she'd decided to do it. Her mouth was watering already.