Collection of Sensual Erotic Stories(2)

I was so close to her and I wasn’t aware that my cock was halfway out of my shorts, gently touching her sweet, sexy body. As she turned around, she brushed against my penis with her hand. I felt weak with pleasure, but hoped that she hadn’t realized it. I was terrified at how she would react, not to mention that she was five or six years older than me.

In a flash I imagined so many possible outcomes. I was still in fear, and I could feel the sweat start to run down my face. She just stood there silently next to me without saying a word. After a while, the lights flickered back on and the lift jerked before resuming.

Subtly she loosened her top and I couldn’t take my eyes off her breasts. I was speechless and unaware that by now my raging hard dick was in plain sight for her to see. When she became aware of it, she didn't freak out or make fun of me.

She focused on my cock, never lifting her gaze while smiling at me. Slowly, and seductively she leaned forward and said, “You’re cute! You and your little friend!”

I was dazzled, my heart pounding so loud I thought she would hear it. I could hear her voice saying something, but I couldn’t hear what she was saying. I was stunned by her beauty and her casual approach to me. I continued to stare at her almost topless, sexy and sweaty form, it was a killer combination.

When she noticed that I was dazzled, she shook me. “C’mon, we are almost at the bottom, tuck him away.” I came out of my mesmerized form and I could feel the blood rush to my face. When she saw me blushing, she could tell that I was embarrassed.

“No need to feel like that, you have nothing to be ashamed of,” she said. “Then again,” she continued with a frown on her face, “I’m the one who should be embarrassed; you saw my pussy earlier.”

I breathed a sigh of relief, although I was still slightly embarrassed. Nevertheless, she had immediately boosted my ego and just as I was about to pull my shorts up, I grabbed my cock and pulled it out of my shorts for her to see. I wanted her to see the whole thing. “I guess we are even now,” I said to her, feeling confident.

I could see that she was surprised at my words. “Well, well, well, a devil in disguise!” She smiled. “I’m sure your girlfriend is very lucky to have you.”

Instinctively I replied, “I don’t have a girlfriend.” And with that I started to get dressed as I could feel the lift stopping.

The doors flew open and I watched as she walked out. She paused for a moment and turned, “Hope to see you again.”

I could hardly believe what had just happened, and I completely forgot to say goodbye.

Over the next few days I spent a lot of time on the terrace, hoping to see her again. I would play back the scenario in my head and imagine all sorts of possible outcomes.

After three days, I started to give up, and slowly reconciled myself to the fact that I would not see her again. I was a fool to even think that I would ever see her again after what had happened. The next day, at about seven a.m., I decided to go up to the terrace again.

I knew that I could be alone for at least an hour. Nobody ever got up before eight. I looked out over the horizon, when suddenly Ivona appeared. I could hardly believe my eyes.

“Oh hi, it’s you again, nice to see you,” greeted Ivona.

She swiftly laid a towel down next to me and sat down. She pulled out a box of cigars and offered me one. And even though I wasn’t a smoker, I couldn’t refuse. I was surprised that I didn’t cough or choke on it, all the while engaged in conversation.

“So, what brings you up here so early?” I managed at last.

“Ahhh,” she paused. “I decided not to go to work today,” she answered finally. “I think I’m just going to relax all day.” She took a puff of her cigar. I watched as she played with the smoke. “The last time we met you said you didn’t have a girlfriend.” She watched me as she continued, “How come?”

What possible reply could I give to her that would make sense? “I had one once, but it didn’t work out.” I took another puff of the cigar as I remembered what had actually happened. It was only two days before her seventeenth birthday. I told her that I wanted to fuck her.

Mildly put, her response was a loud and hysterical ‘No!’ She proceeded to give me a slap, while telling me that no one had ever offended her as much as I had.

Ivona giggled and told me not to worry about it. We relaxed for a while, and all the time I devoured her with my eyes. The only thought that crossed my mind was that she was not a plain woman; she was a goddess.

We lay in the sun for a while and I noticed that her otherwise pale body now had a wonderful warm color. I felt the rush of arousal and “Mini Me”, as I liked to call my dick, got as stiff as a rod. I sat with slightly bent legs, cleverly hiding my little friend. We had almost finished smoking, when she told me to put out the cigar. I took them, got up, and threw them into garbage.