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Love in an Elevator

Erotic fiction by Kat, inspired by “Lift” starring Whitney Conroy and Margot A

Margot’s POV:

It was just another typical morning for Margot. She awoke, got dressed, and headed for work. She walked blankly out of her apartment and yawned. She pressed the button for the elevator and stepped in. When the double doors were halfway shut, a beautiful hand stopped them. The girl entered the elevator quickly. Margot jumped back in slight shock as the doors shut.

From the moment the girl stepped in, Margot could feel keen eyes on her. It made her nervous. Margot looked up shyly. This girl was so gorgeous. She was also professionally attired, except for her overly short skirt. Her lacy black stockings encircled her thighs perfectly. Her legs looked amazing in those sexy black heels. Margot smiled back sweetly as the girl came closer. She leaned in to Margot, hovering her lips over hers.

“What are you doing?” Margot gasped. The girl didn’t respond. She looked into Margot’s eyes and down at her succulent mouth, and leaned further forward. They kissed passionately in a rising cloud of lust. The girl’s soft wet lips caressed Margot’s own. The sweet taste of her mouth encumbered Margot’s tongue. The girl's hands pressed firmly against her breasts, squeezing them together.

Margot's hands stroked up the girl's thighs and under her skirt. All Margot felt was flesh, soft moist flesh. The girl had no panties on. She felt her own thighs moisten as she stretched her fingers over the girl's mound. Her pussy was drenched. A soft breeze from her waving skirt hit Mango’s wrists as the girl thrust her hips to ride her fingers.

Suddenly, the girl pinned her up against the wall. Margot took in the sweet scent of her hair as she kissed the nape of her neck. The cold steel behind her sent chills down her back, but didn't cool the temperature rising between them. The girl got to her hands and knees and lifted Margot's dress. She swiftly pulled Margot’s soaked panties to her ankles and snaked her tongue up her slit. Holding Margot's hips, she rocked her so she slid up and down on her tongue.

Margot was on the verge. Her legs ached from the tension as she thrust her hips forward. The girl suctioned her lips over Margot’s pussy and sucked until she came all over her mouth. Her juices leaked down the girl's chin. Margot lifted the girl up to taste herself off her face and kissed her frantically.

The elevator finally reached the ground floor and the double doors slid open. Margot's panties were still around her ankles, as she kissed the beautiful stranger. Other passengers waiting to go up paused and gasped at the sight. The girl grinned at them and reached behind Margot to hit the button again. The elevator doors shut slowly, leaving a show for the people in the lobby to see. Margot was so lost in the moment as the elevator went up, right back to the top floor where she first stepped in.

Margot regained control and grabbed the girl's plump ass firmly as she sank her teeth into her neck. She quickly unbuttoned the girl’s top and pulled her bra down, revealing her ample breasts. Margot teased her nipples with her teeth and sucked them gently. Then she knelt down and lifted the girl’s skirt above her waist. She raised the girl's thigh over her shoulder and licked wildly at her delectable pussy. She was so wet that the secretions hitting Margot's tongue stretched long strings of saliva into her mouth. She slipped her fingers inside and curved them to hit her G-spot. She could feel the tight muscles throb around her fingers. Margot flicked her tongue as fast as she could over her swollen clit while murmuring moans through her flesh. The girl's legs were shaking uncontrollably. Margot was afraid she would fall, and let her thigh down from her shoulder.

The girl took Margot's hand and swiveled it over her pussy. Margot hung on to the elevator bars and thrust her hand wildly over the girl’s snatch. She could feel her pussy leak through her fingers as she fucked her harder. The girl wrapped her arms around Margot's neck and thrust her hips against her hand. The elevator shifted again. The doors were slowly sliding open, as the girl screamed in ecstasy at her pounding release. She nearly cramped her thighs at each thump of her orgasm. Margot swiftly pressed the button again to close the doors. The girl collapsed on the elevator floor, gasping for breath, legs spread wide. Passersby from the top floor unveiled shocked expressions as the doors slowly shut.

Margot knelt, took the girl’s beautiful face in her hands, and gently kissed her lips. “Are you going to tell me who you are?” she asked. The girl shook her head and sweetly kissed her back. "Do you even live in this building?” The girl giggled and nodded her head.

Margot helped her up and fixed her top, kissing her gently while doing her buttons up. The girl helped Margot straighten her dress and ran her hand around her neck to smooth away beads of sweat from her collarbone. The elevator opened at the ground floor for the second time and the girls calmly stepped out. The girl looked back at Margot and leaned in for one final kiss. Margot walked swiftly outside to hail a taxi. She finally made it to work almost an hour late.

Whitney's POV:

Whitney awoke that morning with a hunger she couldn't explain. It had been a long, boring week and her itch for excitement made her bold as she dressed for the day. She reached into her closet and put on her favorite button-up blouse and a short black skirt. She sat on the bed and rolled her lacy black stockings up each leg and slipped into her heels. Today, she felt the lustful air within her and decided not to wear any panties.

As she walked out the door, she noticed her gorgeous neighbor enter the elevator. She sped over to stop it from closing. Whitney smiled sweetly at her as the doors closed beside them. They had never spoken, but Whitney had seen her around, and found her wildly attractive. The energy was building between them in the tight cramped space. Whitney boldly stared her down and admired her lithe posture. The girl looked shyly up and met her eyes.

Whitney stepped closer. The girl could feel passion rise within her and gasped. “What are you doing?” she asked nervously. Whitney didn't respond, but came closer still. She hovered her lips over the girl’s face and nodded up at her. She leaned in to taste her lips. The girl was gently trapped in her embrace, pinned up against the wall.

They kissed passionately as the elevator neared the ground floor. At any moment, it could open at another floor for another stranger to enter. The danger of getting caught fed Whitney's desire. She ran her hands over the girl's breasts and squeezed them firmly. She kissed them through the cloth. She pulled the neckline of the girl's dress down to reveal them, sucking harder at her nipples as the girl moaned in pleasure. She couldn't help but run her hands up Whitney's thighs. Her gentle palms pressed firmly around Whitney's ass, her eyebrows rising in surprised excitement to find there were no panties there.

The girl bucked her hips towards Whitney's pelvis, pressing her leaking slit with her thigh. Whitney knelt down and lifted the girl's dress high and pulled her lacy panties down to her ankles. She spread her legs as wide as they could go, restrained in the strings. Whitney's mouth watered at the sight of the tight pussy right in front of her face. She grasped firmly on the girl's hips as she stuck her tongue inside her. She moved her back and forth, guiding the girl to ride her mouth.

Suddenly, the elevator doors began to open. They were already at the ground floor. Passengers waiting to enter gasped and stepped away at the sight of Whitney's face pushing against the girl's pelvis, her soaked panties stretched around her ankles. Whitney slyly reached over to press the button. The doors slid closed slowly, like a curtain to a fantastic show.

The girl barely even noticed the gasps and stares as she was licked against the cool steel. She grabbed the bars behind her tightly to maintain her stance. Her pussy throbbed at each swivel of Whitney's tongue. She clenched tight, letting the pounding sensations of her climax leak all over Whitney's mouth.

Whitney stood and turned her around, her ass exposed below the hem of her dress. Whitney bit her lips and pressed her body against the girl’s. She leaned back slightly and swooped her hand firmly over her cheeks. She spanked her against the wall, declaring ownership of her body. Then she knelt again and slid her tongue up and down the girl’s ass. She kissed the cheeks softly to soothe the red marks she had left, and reached her hand underneath. She played with the girl’s pussy from behind and nibbled softly on her ass. The girl’s pussy was dripping, leaving splashes of wetness on the elevator floor.

Suddenly, the girl turned around and took control. Whitney stood back as the girl pressed her firmly against the wall. She unbuttoned Whitney's top and revealed her heaving breasts. She squeezed and sucked them. Whitney's heart raced at each sensation. The girl lifted her skirt and stroked firmly over her pussy. Each pass of her fingers caused Whitney's pussy to throb harder. Her legs were shaking as she held on tight to the girl's neck.

Whitney thrust her hips up and down, drawing in each stroke of the girl's hand. It circled faster and faster. Whitney moaned helplessly as she felt the surge of explosion flow through her pussy. The elevator reached the top floor again as Whitney moaned even louder. She came so hard, her legs gave way and she collapsed on the elevator floor. The doors slid open, revealing them both. Whitney's legs spread wide on the floor as the would-be passengers stared in shock. She pressed her own hand over her pussy, riding out the remaining tremors of her orgasm.

The girl pressed the button to close the elevator door. She knelt down and took Whitney's face in her hands. They kissed passionately as they slowly regained their composure. Whitney rose to her feet and adjusted her skirt. The girl smiled and helped her button her blouse as she straightened her own dress. They shared sweet kisses again as the elevator stopped at the ground floor. As the doors opened, it was as if two strangers calmly stepped out. All the familiar faces they passed admired them from a distance as they walked away from each other as if nothing had happened.

Many thanks to our member, Kat, for writing this story. If you enjoy erotic fiction and would like to contribute some of your own, you can email it to me at fanfiction@metart.com. I don't promise to post it in full, but I will pick out the juiciest bits to share!

 

Members Comments (22)

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mimi 1 year ago

I saw a term yesterday that interested me. Sapiosexual. One who is sexually attracted to the intelligence in others. I relate so very nicely with this.

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

That's a new one! I can relate to that term also. A person's intellect is like foreplay to me. Smart people turn me on! No matter how beautiful someone is physically, if they don't have the brains to mentally stimulate, their attraction dwindles in my eyes. Thank you so much for teaching us this new fabulous word. :)

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ghostdog 1 year ago

by the way...where is Whitney? I miss her :(

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Rose 1 year ago

I think she's busy with her studies at the moment, Ghostdog... she's a smart girl, she's studying international relationships and European studies at university. I miss her too, she's one of my absolute favorite performers, and she's the reason I have watched "Lift" countless times...

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

Wow! That's wonderful! Not at all surprised. Her major suits her well. She looks like a Hot Politician already :) ... but she is coming back though right??

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

There is such beauty in viewing the instant attraction between people. SexArt displays that like no other. It reminds me to look for the same magic in my own life and appreciate it, no matter how short-lived. The more I view the films on these sites, the more I realize that we are all one move away from making our own fantasies real. Every one of our lives are surrounded by passion...and damn well should be. Otherwise, why would we even exist but to love and make love?

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_fer_realz_ 1 year ago

Well said!

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Rose 1 year ago

Well said, Kat! I love that moment of connection. It doesn't even have to be sexual – sometimes it's just a glimpse into someone else's soul – but when it is sexual it's amazing! That was what inspired my blog piece about "pansexuality"... it's what makes us connected to the world, I think.

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

I think I remember that piece. It was the one you called an "anti-label" right? I am still learning the concept. It may not be for me tho. I am still keeping hope alive for monogamy. Although my writing and thoughts may wander, I still look forward to settling down with a special man or woman I hope to sexually exhaust! Lol

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_fer_realz_ 1 year ago

Kat, I sincerely believe the best lesson about life is that "my way might work fine for me but that doesn't mean it works for you: and, if I want you to respect my way, that means I HAVE to respect your way. And maybe your way will work for me ~ but maybe it won't. If it doesn't, I don't want you to give me a hard time for living my way, which means, I HAVE to not give you a hard time for living your way."

My personal suspicion is that lifetime monogamy is a vocation that works for some people but by far most people are more suited to serial monogamy, which is what humanity reverted to, once the official sanctions for lifetime monogamy started to slip.

A few people, on the other hand, aren't suited either for lifetime monogamy OR serial monogamy, and are better suited for poly ~ these people should not be shamed or discriminated against or ~ necessarily, in the long term ~ even helped, but allowed to live the way that works for them.

The way that most of humanity has finally learned over the last thousand years or so to keep out of other humans' personal religions, I think we also need to learn to stay out of other peoples' sexuality or relationship patterns. It's a matter of basic respect and what it means truly to be an adult in charge of one's own life.

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

Thanks for sharing! I thought about the clarity displayed in your words from all sides. I certainly do not discriminate people who practice polyamory. Quite a few friends of mine are such. Our world is still in practice of it and is not even a new concept or way of life. If anything, monogamy is harder to practice than the latter. It goes against our very biology as a human species.

I have tried polyamory but didn't want to continue. I realized that if I am truly in love with someone, I would not want to share them with anyone else. I would never turn down a friendship tho. If anything, platonic relationships can provide connections just as deep as sexual ones. I was just solid on that one factor to take careful precaution with my mind, heart, and body. In turn, I practice the safest sex of all...Solo lol ;)

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_fer_realz_ 1 year ago

Well, at least you know from first hand experience that it doesn't work for you, Kat. That's more than most people can say ~ though a lot of serial monogamists get mighty judgmental about others' serial monogamy, don't they? (;

I'm also glad you brought up the topic of platonic friendship.... I can't believe it took me until my mid-40s to have this epiphany, but I've always been somewhere on the autistic spectrum, I think ~ but several years ago I finally realized that there really is such a thing as friendship flirtation ~ totally platonic/non sexual, but just as intense and intimate as sexual flirtation ~ and just like we have our preferences for sexual relationships, we also have our preferences for friendships, don't we? It's every bit as complicated as a romantic relationship in the end, I think!

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

Absolutely! It's like an extended period of the "wooing" phase that couples go through. Friendships have that phase as well. Then all of a sudden, all that rapport is built with your new best friend!

I see that magic in the characters in Lift. I bet anything the models are friends in real life. That's what made their connection on film so special.

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_fer_realz_ 1 year ago

You're absolutely right about Margot and Whitney transforming their real-life rapport to onscreen rapport, Kat! That's something I really appreciate about SA and VT films most of the time. There's an occasional failure to connect convincingly, but so often the performers make it look so real-life, it's heads and shoulders above what we see in mainstream porn. (:

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

I agree! The things I see in mainstream porn are gruesome in comparison to SA and VT. No thought. No respect for artistry. NOT SEXY! Precisely why I am here. I want to see these models elevated as the Goddesses they are! I want to see every ounce of emotion and passion they feel. That's what I find the most beautiful.

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

My apologies. I mistook pansexuality for polyamory. On that note, I believe I am pansexual.

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_fer_realz_ 1 year ago

Great job of adapting the film to print, Kat! Well done. (:

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

Thank you! I was hooked from the first time I saw the film. It was so fun trying to figure out their mind frame. I hope I did it justice.

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mimi 1 year ago

Great story Kat. I love this film so good to see it in print :)

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

Thank you, Mimi! This makes me want to watch it again. :)

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Rose 1 year ago

Oh, such a turn on! One of my all-time favorite movies, made even hotter now by your story, Kat :-)

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Kat_Vaughn 1 year ago

I am so excited to see this published! Its one of my favorites as well. There was a definite difference in point of view between the two. Whitney was beautifully predatory! Thank you so much, Rose! You really made my day!