Stuck in the Elevator
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97.
Angel blinks at the number again to make sure she's not imagining it, that there isn't another digit that she just overlooked.
Nope.
97. Holy shit.
This number is on her PornHub profile, just below the picture of her standing naked in front of a swimming pool on a beautiful cloudless summer day, naked except for a pink thong hanging off her left ankle, one hand running through her buzz cut pink hair while the other is plunged deep inside her pussy.
The number means that she is now one of the hundred most popular porn stars on the planet.
For a second she almost calls Dan to tell him the good news and then with a twinge realises she can't.
Ugh. This sucks. She's finally achieved her life long dream of being one of the biggest whores in the universe and she can't even tell her best friend.
She first met Dan at a party in college, when the idea of being a porn star was just a fantasy and she was contenting herself with being a normal everyday slut. Dan had invited himself to a threesome with her and her then boyfriend. The next morning her boyfriend had sobered up, yelled at her and stormed out. Dan had comforted her, eaten her out, fucked her twice (better than her boyfriend ever had), come on her tits and made her breakfast. They had been together ever since.
For the last eight years he had been her best friend/boy-friend/fuck buddy/scene partner/manager.
But then success had gotten in the way. Angel really wants to celebrate this moment with Dan, but she'll have to settle with the next best thing.
Angel scrowls down through the 150 (JESUS!) or so videos she's tagged in until she gets to the oldest ones. She finds one from when she was still in college, maybe one of the first ones she ever uploaded. She looks so young, she thinks, as Dan slides his cock into her from behind and fucks her so hard the whole bed shakes.
God, I don't know what I'm doing, she thinks critiquing her past self's performance. I'm hardly even looking at the camera. I'm just focused on taking his dick as hard as I can. She was nervous, she could tell. Still afraid of people seeing her like this, naked and vulnerable. God Dan had a good body back then. Even the shitty resolution of his camera phone could catch the hard contours of his body. And she always loved seeing Dan's face when he fucked her, half evil grin and animal snarl. He was a sweetheart afterwards, but in the moment he just wanted to smash her pussy.
Angel watches him fuck her younger self and slides her fingers into her pussy and masturbates on the bed, her moans almost synching up with those of the nervous amateur on the screen. She feels the orgasm rocketing through her as she watches Dan pull out and come all over her back, a back which, in this video, is still pristine and pale and not covered in intricate Celtic knotwork done by a tattoo artist that she paid with an epic six-hour fuck marathon while Dan watched and filmed.
Thoroughly sated, she rolls over with her hand still inside and feels her own juices running down her fingers.
Suddenly, her phone vibrates.
Angel looks at the phone and is suprised to find a message from Dan. Maybe the power of her orgasm has psychically reached him and he's talking to her again?
"MONDAY. THE OLD WAREHOUSE OFF MADISON. WE START FILMING 8 AM. DON'T BE LATE. WEAR A BUSINESS SUIT AND MAKE SURE YOUR ASS IS CLEAN."
Wow. How romantic. And also, what the fuck is he talking about?
She writes back:
"Hello to you, too. Dan, we talked about this. I don't work for you any more."
She feels a twinge of sadness as she types it. Her career has started to skyrocket in the last few months and agents have started battering down her door. She had wanted to keep Dan, hell, he had gotten her this far. But every agent has said the same thing: "Sweetie, if you want to make it big you need someone in a big agency. Not some guy you met in college."
And she does want to make it big. She wants it more than anything. So that means cutting Dan loose. Not friend Dan. Not fuck buddy Dan. Just manager Dan. But apparently they were a group thing. You either got all or none. Dan hasn't spoken to her since she fired him. She can kind of understand it, she had ridden his dick to stardom after all. She just wishes he could get over it and they could go back to how it was before.
"CHECK YOUR CONTRACT."
What the fuck is he talking about?
The contract was a joke. It was just a cute little thing he drew up when they started out to make themselves feel like they were actual professionals instead of just two horny losers with a camera and no traditionally employable skills.
He doesn't actually think that it's binding, does he?
She goes to her drawer and takes out the contract. To her surprise, she realises that it's actually a lot more detailed than she thought (she never actually read it). She finds what he's talking about, there's a clause whereby if she terminates their arrangement, he still gets to shoot one last movie with her.
Another message: "Your choice. See you on Monday, or see you in court."
Oh for fuck's sake, he wouldn't actually...
But she did sign it. That means it's legally binding, doesn't it?
Fuck it. Better safe than sorry. It's just one more shoot. What's the worst that can happen?
*
It's a bright, sunny morning which is a good thing because if it was dark Angel would almost certainly be murdered on her way here.
This is not a good neighbourhood.
She finds the warehouse which looks like you could replace the word "ware" and "crack" and do a service to honesty. This place looks like it's been abandoned for years.
Angel pushes the main door open and it practically collapses into a pile of rust. Inside the warehouse is filthy. He doesn't really expect her to fuck here, does he? Her phone buzzes.
"Keep going straight until you come to the elevator."
Is he watching her?
She looks around and sees CCTV cameras staring unblinkingly at her from dusty, cobwebbed corners. She raises her middle finger and gives it the grand tour, making sure each camera gets a good look. Buzz.
"Naughty" says the phone.
"Fuck you," she mouths to the camera.
She walks across the warehouse floor, her stylish heels kicking up a trail of dust as she goes. At the end she reaches a service elevator. Buzz.
"Go to the sixth floor."
Fine. She presses the button marked "6" and the whole building seems to rumble as the massive service elevator shudders to the ground. The door opens like some great beast about to swallow her whole.
For a second, she feels a swell of panic. She's never liked elevators. Too claustrophobic. And she always feels like the cable is going to snap and send her to her death.
The elevator judders and she feels a queasy feeling in the pit of her stomach as it begins its climb.
This is really weird. What kind of porno is this? Where are the crew, the cameras, the...
Suddenly the door opens.
Wait, this is only the first floor, why has the elevator stopped?
There's a man standing outside the door. She doesn't know him but she knows a prison body when she sees one. Plenty of the guys working in porn have down time inside. She can tell from the physique and the tatts. He looks around 35, shaved head, with a large dragon design working its way around his leg, across his back and devouring the back of his head. His eyes seem to bore into her. He's completely naked, and his cock is pointing at her like it's accusing her of murder.
Angel feels her pussy speaking to her and it's saying, "Please? Pretty please?"
Without a word she leans back against the elevator wall, spreads her legs and pulls her panties to one side. Like someone's flipped a switch, he springs on her and starts to choke her.
Oh fuck yes, she loves that shit.
"That's it..." she grunts, "fucking harder!"
She feels his hands on her shoulders pushing her down and then feels the cock in her mouth. Instinctively she closes her eyes as she gags but he forces her eyes open, making sure she sees every inch sliding into her mouth. She can just barely make out the doors closing behind him as the elevator starts up again and she kneels on the wooden floor, choking on his massive cock.
She's never going to know his name so she'll just call him "Dragon". Dragon has enough of her mouth and pulls her up by the hair. He bends her over and gives her three hard spankings before roughly fingering her.
No, no, give me the cock, the cock for fuck's sake. I need it so bad...
As if reading her thoughts he plunges into her and starts fucking her cunt harder than she's been fucked in years.
Where did Dan find this guy? He's got a dick like a lead pipe and it feels like it's hitting the back of her throat.
Suddenly the elevator door opens again. Two guys are standing outside. Both naked, both hard, both huge.
One is black with dreads almost down to his belly button, slim as a razor blade and with a glorious cock topped with a big golden piercing that looks all kinds of fun. The other guy looks Latino with a marine tattoo on his right bicep. Always happy to support the troops.
Suddenly she's being spitroasted. Dragon's not going to give up her pussy anytime soon so Dreads and Marine take turns fucking her throat raw.
Dragon speeds up and suddenly roars and Angel feels hot spunk filling her pussy. The door opens on the third floor and Angel is so high on endorphins and cum that she thinks the chime that announces the door opening came from Dragon's dick. Dreads has been eyeing her pussy since he stepped in and wastes no time taking Dragon's place. He slides in easy and starts to fuck her slowly. Unlike Dragon, this is clearly a gentleman who likes to savour the finer things. Marine whispers encouragement to her as she struggles to take his massive dick down to the balls.
"That's it...that's it...oh you're such a good girl. Suck my dick. Suck it, bitch. There you go."
Angel is fucking loving this but she sees something that almost causes her heart to skip a beat.
There are three guys standing outside the elevator. And they're holding ropes. And Angel suddenly starts to realise what's going on here.
Dan. Are you fucking serious?
Dragon got on the first floor.
Dreads and Marine got on on the second.
These three guys (they're short and white so let's call them Huey, Duey and Louie) got on at the third and are tying her hands behind her back while she sucks a forest of cocks on her knees.
If this keeps up...
She does the math in her head.
1+2+3+4+5+6= DAN ARE YOU FUCKING SHITTING ME?!?
No. She can't do this. The largest gangbang she's ever done was five and that was a genteel affair where they lined up passively on the floor and she mounted them one after the other. These are bad to the bone fuckers. The smallest guy here is seven inches long and he's still thick as an aubergine.
Twenty-one guys in an elevator, each one trying to fuck her in every hole.
She doesn't know whether to be turned on or terrified.
The chime rings. Fourth floor. Men's clothing, jewelery, and four huge cocked studs who will cram you so full of dick you'll be walking crooked for the rest of your life.
Angel doesn't even see the four who enter. She just feels hands grabbing her and lifting her into the air and big thick cock entering her. Dragon's in her mouth again, hard as he ever was and it feels like even if they let go she'd still be suspended in the air by their cocks. Marine isn't willing to wait and pushes his cock deep into her mouth with Dragon's. She can feel the two cocks fighting for room in her mouth. She wonders if it feels good to them. She remembers that male porn star ettitquette states that it's not gay to come come on another dude's cock as long as it's inside a chick.
Whatever helps, guys...
Dreads apparently has a knack for organisation. He's lain down on the floor, his massive, gold-tipped cock waving in the air like a flag on a golf course, and convinced the others to lower Angel down on them so that they can finally get at her ass.
The door opens on the fifth floor and five more studs enter just in time to see Angel being triple pentrated with Dreads in her pussy, Huey and Marine in her ass and Duey, Louie, Dragon and the four guys she's decided to call John, George, Paul and Ringo forming a blowbang circle around her head. Realising that there's no room at the inn, they encircle her and start coming on her tattooed back, turning this blowbang/airlock/triple pentration into a blowbang/airlock/triple pentration/bukkake.
It's a grand life.
She's never not been in the elevator, lost in a sea of sweat and cum and hands and cocks. She's never not been in the centre of a universe of pain and pleasure, getting taken again and again. Her throat is on fire, her pussy is numb, her ass feels a mile wide.
"Hey, she's trying to say something!" says Marine, pulling his spit splatered cock out of her mouth...
"More..." she croaks. "More cum..."
They give a cheer of admiration and throw her up on their shoulders and take it in turns to bury their faces in her pussy.
Bing. The doors open.
As she expected, there are six waiting for her outside. But they're not men.
They are six of the toughest looking lesbians from an MRA fuckhead's worst nightmares. Built like brick shithouses, shaved head, tattooed to fuck, and all wielding strap on dildoes. But these dildos aren't shaped like cocks. They are the size and shape of arms with clenched fists.
They pile into the elevator and the door closes behind them.
The door will not open again for a whole hour.
*
On the ground floor, a man stands, looking at his smartphone to check the time.
The elevator touches down at the end of the warehouse and the door opens slowy.
A crowd of twenty two people is inside and even across the warehouse Dan can feel the blast of body head and smell cum and sweat and pussy juice. A figure emerges from the elevator. She's completely naked, her pink hair is caked with cum, and there are arm-dildoes sticking out of her ass and pussy. She stumbles and crawls along the ground on hands and knees, gasping and quivering. She reaches Dan's feel and looks up at him, her makeup running in rivers down her cheeks.
"More..." she whispers.
Obligingly, he pulls out his cock and lets her suck it.
She brings him off, sucking down every last drop of his cum.
"Now what do you say?" he gasps.
"Thank you..." she says, her voice muffled by his cock.
Angelica
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