The World Trade Center Experience : part 1

It was my first trip to the big city alone. I had been there a few times with friends over the years. I was excited. The possiblities were endless! I could go anywhere, do anything that I wanted. There were a few places on my list to see, places that had always been passed over on other trips. My first stop was the Empire State Building. Something about being that high in the air gave me a natural high! I was feeling very sexy, all alone in that city. I brought my sexiest clothes to wear to try and fit in. Today I was wearing a short flowing black skirt and a tight stretchy pink top. No underwear, I never do! I thought that the knee-high black boots might hurt my feet, but wore them anyway, after all, they were amazing!
As I waited in line for the elevator to the top of the Empire State Building, I could feel all kinds of eyes on me. I enjoyed every minute. As we loaded onto the elevator I heard a male voice saying, “I could have her in a hour!” another answered, “You’re on!”. When we finally reached the top, it was just the two of us. Me and the male with the bet! He followed me out onto the observation deck and struck up a conversation. He asked if I lived in the city and if I was alone. From the first word that I heard him say, I was turned on! We stood there and talked for a few minutes, all the while, I’m getting wetter and wetter. Then he asked if I’d ever been to the tallest place in NYC. I asked where that was and then told him no. He said “Well, I’ll just have to fix that!”
Then next thing that I know, we’re walking down a crowded city street, holding hands. I notice that I’m breathing just a little heavier than normal. We finally reach the World Trade Centers. We get in line and he buys us tickets for the observation deck. Then we load onto another crowded elevator. It’s a four minute ride to the top, it’s tight in here and I wind up standing close in front of him, my back to his front. He slips a hand around my waist and pulls me closer. I sigh, it feels so good. he slips his hand under my shirt and feels my right breast, plays with my nipple and bites at my neck. I shudder. He then slips his other hand around my other breast. I’m so wet, I can feel it starting to run down my leg. I lean back against him and feel his cock against my ass. He’s so hard! He moves his hands down and slips then in the waistband of my skirt. I arch against him. I want him so bad, I’m throbing. He slides one finger between my pussy lips and finds my clit. He plays with it in slow circular motions. I’m trying not to scream. I’m hardly breathing. The elevator stops and he pulls his hands away. I turn and kiss him deep on his mouth.
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  1. Anonymous

    that story is great left me hanging im ready for part two please

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