Cherry's Journal: Lunch Break
In my office it’s automatic for everyone to run for the elevators around lunch time, so I made sure to take my time so that I won’t be bombarded by the hungry bodies.
After a few minutes, I locked my computer and stood, preparing myself for lunch. I stuffed my shoes into the flats that I had worn that day and smoothed the wrinkles out of my dress.
I walked out of my office with my yellow clutch in hand, pulling my cell phone to my ear to check my voicemail messages.
Message 1: Hey honey, it’s me; I’ve made it home, see you soon, love you.
I hit the button on the elevator a buzzing sound told me the elevator was on its way up.
Delete message.
Next message 2: Hi Cherry, it’s Mom, lil’ Charlie is ready. Call me.
The doors to the elevator opened to reveal a dark chocolate woman with the shape of a perfect upside down V. Her breasts were small and were connected to a slightly larger waist. When my eyes reached her thighs, they were swollen with muscle and slimmed down to her calf muscles.
Her body was hugged by the white dress that showed all of her curves. I could see the imprint of her belly ring through the fabric.
Message 3 began to play: Hey Cherry, it’s Kimmy, I had a good time with you. I hope we can squeeze another play date together; I want to taste your pussy again. Sweet Dreams.
Beep.
The woman standing in the elevator heard my message; a charming smile spread across her lips and ended with two dimples in the sides of her cheeks. Her lips were plump and matched the color of her bronze skin. Her jet black hair fell over the sides of her shoulders, laying curled across her breasts.
I lowered my eyes to the floor as I walked inside of the elevator. By then my floor had been cleared and there was no one else inside of the elevator but me and her.
I let a giggle escape my mouth as she moved over so that I can hold on to the back bar of the elevator.
“Hi,” she said, sticking out her hand, “I’m Vana.”
“Cherry,” I replied, taking her hand and squeezing it lightly. I let my thumb chase over the back of her hand, leaving a tickling feeling over her skin. This time it was her chance to giggle.
She closed the distance in between us within a few strides. My nostrils filled with the scent of brown sugar and figs. She leaned into me, nuzzling the soft parts of my neck and whispered, “You’re sexy.”
The words hugged my body and tickled my soft spots. I said nothing as her hands began to find its way up and down my body, caressing my curves.
I turned to hit the stop button on the elevator, pausing it on its tracks.
It was just me and her. I lifted her skirt and placed my hands underneath, playing with the lining of her panties. Vana’s hands found their way up toward my breasts and took a handful, embracing them between her fingers.
My nipples hardened and my stomach was doing somersaults of amusement. I let my hands explore her body in all of its soft places. I grabbed a hold of her rump shaker, applying pressure which brought her closer to me.
Our bodies were touching, our hands roaming full of excitement as our pace quickened into a frenzy. Our breathing became erratic just from the flashes of our skin together.
Finally Vana bent slowly to her knees, leaving kisses on my body parts in between. Starting with my nipples, she lightly placed kisses on them and let her tongue vibrate across the hardened pieces of flesh. Her kisses fluttered in between my breasts, her tongue leaving slickness down my middle stopping to play with my belly button.
She went down to the tip of my panties. By now my legs were shaking with emotion and I couldn’t contain the sensations that were ravaging my being.
My panties came down my legs and now my vagina was exposed to her face. Vana leaned in for a deep whiff of the aroma that my pussy gave off, a sweet smell of sex.
I was starting to get wet now, the evidence left in my panties discarded on the floor. She brought two fingers to her mouth, wetting them before splitting apart my vagina lips. My clit was swelling and was sitting up bright pink. She flicked her wet fingers across, making circular motions on my clit.
Good thing I wore flats: in a flash, Vana had turned my body around so my face was against the wall of the elevator. My ass was sticking up in the air, her face close to it. She put her arm around my waist so that her fingers could still flick across my clit, keeping me hot and wet.
Sweat beads had started to form on my forehead. Vana told me to spread my cheeks, so I took both hands, one on each ass cheek and spread them apart.
Her tongue found the tip of my asshole and made waves inside and out. I felt the fleshy piece of skin enter me from a place that was never fucked before.
It felt so good, creating new sensations. Immediately I began to push back on her tongue as it made its way inside of my butt cheeks Her fingers still making circles across my clit and sliding inside my pussy caused an outburst.
I bounced my hips on top of her tongue and used her fingers for more pleasure. I couldn’t help the moans that escaped my mouth. My spine arched, the feeling in my fingers and toes was gone, and I couldn’t close my mouth or stop moving against her fingers and tongue.
My legs were shaking, the hairs on my arms were standing up and my pussy had begun to contract. My orgasm burst out of me like waves crashing into the sand. I left my cream of sugar all over her fingers as Vana’s tongue fucked me in the ass.
The haze of passion had finally passed and I was able to gain control of myself. I still moved my hips to the beat of her tongue in my ass, her fingers slowly coming to a stop on my clit. Vana moved slower and slower until I had finally told her to stop. Turning around she was now facing my pussy, tongue still out.
I guess she wasn’t finished. She leaned into me and flicked her tongue now across my clit, sucking and stroking it. She wanted me to come again. I lifted my leg in the air so she could get better access and her fingers roamed around to my ass.
What was it with my ass? Vana’s fingers pushed passed the entrance to my ass, never breaking the attention to my pussy.
Again she rode me to the brink of orgasm. My hips wound around on her tongue, my pussy fucking it hard. It clamped up and with her fingers still slowly inching in and out of my ass, another orgasm came crashing down my vagina.
This time I squirted leaving nectar running down her chin crossing over her breast. I wrapped my hands in her hair so that she couldn’t scoot away during my time of need and shoved her face harder into my ass.
My ass bounced against her face, which created a slapping noise against her skin.
I shuddered to an end of that orgasm, barely able to move about. She reached in again. I pulled away. That was enough, we had to go There was no telling if the elevator was trying to be called and I had no clue what time it was.
She lifted herself off of her knees, grabbed my phone and put her number in.
Vana whispered in my ear, “That wasn’t all I have for you. Meet me later, I have a friend.”
I took the phone away from her and kissed her on the cheek, not wanting to taste my own ass. I put on my panties, fixed my skirt and hit the stop button on the elevator so we could continue down to the first floor.
The elevator doors opened to a crowd of people with devilish grins across their faces.
Did they know? Vana walked proudly out of the elevator, blowing a kiss back my way as I stood up against the wall in shock.