"What the hell? What is taking so long?" Andorra said this aloud as she waited for the elevator to arrive at her floor. She had been waiting for at least 2 minutes for the elevator to come from the 25th floor down to the 5th. She was on her way out for the evening, dressed in her sleekest black dress and matching heels and shawl. She had every intention of getting laid tonight...maybe by two girls if she was lucky.
Finally, after what seemed an eternity the elevator chimed in and the doors opened. Andorra stepped in and pressed the "Ground Floor" button several times. Before it could go anywhere she heard a cry from down the hall.
"Hold the door! Please...hey, wait!"
"Son of a bitch", Andorra muffled under her breath.
She put her hand out to stop the door. A young woman ran in breathing heavily from exhaustion.
"Thanks. I thought I was going to have to wait for the next one", said the woman.
Andorra was taken aback. This girl was fucking gorgeous, hot even. She had shoulder length auburn hair, fair skin and deep green eyes. Her legs were elevated by strappy navy blue heels, and her body was hugged by a matching thigh length sleeveless dress. Damn, Andorra smirked as the doors closed, did she get in the wrong elevator, or what?
"Yeah, no problem...eh...what's your name? I have not seen you on this floor before".
"Julia. I just moved in. I'm in 514. I love it here so far. If you don't mind me saying so, you look really nice. Is that an Armani?"
"Good eye. Yes, I bought it yesterday." Andorra took a serious risk. "It is suede. Want to feel?"
Julia nodded and reached out her right hand to gently touch the velvety material. As she did so she reached over to the key pad and pulled the emergency knob with her left hand and pushed Andorra up against the wall with quite a bit of force for such a slender girl. Andorra was taken by surprise. For one she was planning on doing that in a few seconds and she thought this girl just needed a lesson in lesbian love. Julia spared no time. She kissed Andorra all over except for her lips. Instead she licked them ever so slightly and pulled the Armani dress down to her waste and cupped her breasts in her hands and caressed them somewhat roughly. Andorra let out a slight moan of pleasure. Her nipples grew hard and stimulated and Julia began to kiss and suckle them, causing Andorra greater pleasure. Julia then pulled the dress down past her hips and thighs and let it drop to the floor. She kissed Andorra's legs and moved up toward her panty covered vagina. Her fingers tugged at the lacy black thong as she moved up to it with her mouth. Julia's teeth and tongue teased it gently, nibbling and then proceeding to pull the thong off with her teeth. Andorra could hardly stand it, the anticipation, the agony, the pleasure. She could add this experience to her list of "never have I evers".
Julia stuffed the panties in her purse and moved up to Andorra's throbbing clitoris, wet with passion. She licked her fingers and massaged it gently for a few seconds and then, placing her hands upon Andorra's waist, she kissed her clitoris. Gently, and then rough; sucking and then lapping. Andorra was trembling with pleasure and wanting more. She let out a loud moan.
"Oh! More...don't stop. Oh yeah! Oh!"
Julia went faster and faster until Andorra could not stand any longer. Andorra orgasmed and lost her balance for a second. Julia caught her barely and laid her on the floor. She kissed her stomach and moved back down to her overly stimulated clitoris and began moving her tongue wildly causing Andorra to go crazy.
"No more. I can't take it." But Julia would not stop until she was satisfied. Andorra would have none of this. "I said...no more!"
With that Andorra pushed her off with her foot and pinned her down.
"You wanna play it that way, huh? Alright. We'll play it that way. Lie down and don't fight it or you will regret it, you clever sexy bitch."
Andorra slid up Julia's dress up to her waste and spread her legs apart forcefully. Lucky for Andorra, Julia was not wearing any panties. She pushed her leg back a bit so she could get better access. Julia let out a small cry; a mixture of pain and pleasure. Andorra teased her with her tongue, moving it along her lips and clitoris, feeling Julia's reactions. She allowed Julia to almost orgasm but then stopped and kept her in anticipation.
"How do you like that? You like that? Do you want me to finish? Let you feel pleasure?", Andorra asked in a dominating tone.
Julia knew she had messed with the wrong woman. How the fuck was she to know Andorra was some kind of sex goddess in the lesbian world?
"Yes, please...make me cum. I want you to make me cum, please! Oh God! Yeah!"
Andorra moved her tongue up and down and in a circular motion on Julia's clitoris. Faster and faster and in a rhythmic motion she went, until Julia was squirming and trying to get away. She let out several yelps of pleasure and a few for mercy.
"Oh God, Andorra...I'm gonna cum...oh, ahhh...yeah, oh, I'm cumming! Oh, oh...oh God...yeah...ahhhh! Oh mercy! Mercy...MERCY!!"
Andorra slowed and licked once more just to feel her jerk and squirm. She wiped her chin and smirked a little.
"Ya like that? I should have had you longer...but that is what my place if for. I'll have you chained to the bed begging me to stop...or continue. Whichever happens to come first."
With that she stood, put her dress back on, grabbed her purse and waited for Julia to get dressed. She pushed the emergency button back in and stepped out onto the 5th floor. She motioned to Julia to follow her. She opened her door and motioned her into the darkness of her loft. What was to happen was beyond young Julia's imagination.