Holiday Sex Chronicles - Elevator

This took place several years ago, but I think it’s pretty good. So, I was dating this girl, nice little Latina named Darla*. I was living in NYC at the time, way out in Queens. I was just a couple years out of college, young, dumb, and full of cum, you know? Anyway, Darla lived in my building with her mom, younger brother, and grandfather. I was broke and the building I lived in wasn’t the best, but it was safe-ish. It was also one of the few buildings in the neighborhood with an elevator (remember that detail).

I was introduced to Darla by her mother one day when I helped mom carry in some groceries from the bodega nearby. I had seen Darla around a few times, but the family only ever spoke Spanish, and I didn’t speak any, so I never approached. Turns out Darla spoke great English, and after that intro, we were together all the time. Darla was sexy: great skin, hair, nice fat booty, all the things a guy like me wanted. Plus, she was a beast in bed. Lap dances, crazy head, great balance, all that, she knew how to get me rock hard. They were big time Catholics and she would never let me use condoms with her. I knew it was a bad idea to be going up in her raw like that but at that age, I also wasn’t gonna pass up getting the full experience if she wasn’t stopping me. On the downside, Darla and her family may or may not have been in the country legally, and Darla didn’t work, so she didn’t have much of a life outside of me and her family. She was clingy AF—I didn’t care for that. She wanted to be up under me all the time and she was absurdly jealous.One thing I didn’t mention was that Darla’s mother, Camila*, was even sexier than Darla. She acutally looked more like her sister than mom. That day I volunteered to help with the groceries was really just a ploy to find out more about her. So, me and Darla are dating about three months, and I had a sense she was developing strong feelings for me. I liked her too, but I was young and having too much fun to settle down. One night after work I was supposed to take Darla out on a date. I got home around 7 and the sun was already set. My plan was to go to my apartment, shower, get dressed, then get Darlene from her apartment at 8, but things went a little differently. Camila was in the lobby when I walked in, and she ran up and hugged me as soon as she laid eyes on me. I could tell she had been drinking. She wasn’t sloppy or anything, but I could see that she—felt good. She struck up a conversation about my day and what me and Darla were doing that night. She was usually friendly, but this was another level.We talked for about 10 minutes, and over that span she hugged me at least five times, and never let go of my hand once. I was taken aback by how much she was touching me, and I already mentioned how pretty she was. But considering I was dating her daughter I didn’t know whether to be turned on or scared. There was a break in the convo, so I told her I was gonna head up to my place to get ready. She hopped on the elevator with me and as soon as those doors closed, it was game over. She backed me into a corner and started grinding her booty all over me. My nervousness immediately turned to excitement. She hit the emergency stop button on the elevator and it came to a halt. She grabbed my head and kissed me. I asked her if she was okay, and she told me never better. She took off my jacket and dropped it on the floor. She got on her knees, unbuckled my belt and pulled my dick out. By now, I’m standing there thinking, “what is going on?” She put my cock straight in her mouth and bobbed on it back and forth for about 30 seconds. After that she stood up and held it in her hand while she led me to the opposite corner.She took my hand and slowly put it under her dress so that I could feel that she had no panties on. She bent over, grabbed the hand rails and motioned for me to enter her from behind, but I’m a nasty dude so I wanted to taste her pussy first. I got on my knees and stuck my tongue inside of her, it was soft and oh so wet. She moaned loudly. After I had my fill of her soft lips I stood up and went to work. I banged her hard in that corner, thrusting and thrusting. Her moans turned to yelps, and I started to worry someone would hear. I put my hand over her mouth and kept going until she pushed me away. My dick was soaked, and she was so wet that when I pulled out, some of her juices dropped to the elevator floor. At this point it was obvious that everything Darla had, she got from her mama. She pushed me back to the original corner and she went back to sucking me off. My cock was just about to explode when somebody started banging on the elevator door on one of the other floors. We both froze. I was ready to start the elevator back up when Camila did one of the sexiest things I have ever seen. She told me to relax, stuck her thumb in her mouth, and then ran the wet pad of her thumb over the head of my dick. She cupped the palm of her hand under as cum squirted all out of me. She restarted the elevator and we fixed our clothes on the slow ride to my floor. The doors opened to the sight of Darla’s panicked face. I almost passed out at that moment but tried to play it cool. “What happened? Were you two stuck on the elevator?”, she asked. Camila laughed, said something to her in Spanish that I couldn’t understand, and Darla calmed down. Camila nudged me off the elevator with her arm while she hid her hand full of my cum behind her back. Me and Darla walked to my apartment and went on with the rest of our night.I saw Camila several times after that night, but she acted as if nothing ever happened, and Darla seemed to have no idea. I lived there for a few more months until I got a job in North Carolina and moved away. I lost touch with Darla soon after, but I will remember that night as long as I live.