Locked in the Elevator with My Friend's Sister-in-Law

Almost every afternoon, when there was no practice, I left school and went over to Diego’s house. We lived a few blocks apart, and we spent the dead hours between the notes we never really opened and the conversations he had with his girlfriend from window to window. Sometimes he asked me to hide behind the curtain to listen to what she told him when she thought they were alone. It was the kind of thing that put me on edge, and he knew it. He loved seeing my face.

That day we got out late. Before going upstairs we stopped by Diego’s father’s place, a quiet man who cooked like a god, and we ate some pastries I still remember. After that, since we had nothing better to do, we went to the bowling alley three blocks away, on the main avenue, to roll a few frames and kill time.

On the lane next to ours there was a group of girls. Two of them were wearing short skirts, and every time they turned to release the ball, the fabric rode up a little. Diego and I lost count of the pins we left standing. We laughed like a couple of idiots, pretending to concentrate, glancing over from the corners of our eyes. When we finished our frames, the girls had already left with some guys who came to pick them up, and we headed back to the building so I could grab my briefcase before going home.

By the elevator door we saw Carolina arrive, Diego’s girlfriend, and her sister. I only knew the sister by sight. Her name was Renata, though everyone called her Reni, and she lived with Carolina on the first floor. Diego was on the second. We held the doors for them so we could all go up together.

We had barely stepped inside when Diego and Carolina greeted each other with a level of enthusiasm that was anything but innocent. Reni rolled her eyes.

—Looks like they haven’t seen each other in months —she said, shaking her head with a half smile.

Diego hugged her from behind. Carolina held out her hand to me, and so did her sister.

—Hi, how are you? —Reni asked me.

—Fine, hanging in there —I replied, playing along with her sister’s joke—. Though not as much as you two, apparently.

—And why’s that? —Carolina laughed—. Reni’s right here. Or do you have a girlfriend?

—I don’t like commitments —I said—. I prefer girlfriends.

Carolina didn’t even listen to me. She turned her face, grabbed Diego by the jaw, and kissed him, moving her hips, pressing her ass against him in a way that left no room for doubt. She ran her tongue over his mouth, bit him, and with her hand she slid down the front of Diego’s pants to grab his cock over the fabric. Diego didn’t waste a second. He reached out and pressed the stop button. The elevator jolted to a halt between floors.

—What are you doing? —Reni protested, while the other two were already devouring each other without caring that we were there.

I put an arm around her shoulders, almost instinctively.

—Relax, he always does that —I whispered in her ear—. Even with the woman on the fifth floor, they say.

—Yeah, until one day the button doesn’t respond and we end up really stuck.

—Enjoy it, sister —Carolina shot back without peeling herself away from Diego, her hand already inside his pants, pulling his dick out in front of everyone and rubbing it with zero shame—. Don’t be such a coward. Take the chance and tell him you like him already.

—Shut up —Reni muttered, lowering her gaze.

***

She clasped her hands and stretched her arms down, a nervous gesture, and as she did her breasts stood out under her school blouse. Diego caught my eye and nodded toward me, as if telling me to go for it. I hesitated for a second. Then I took Reni by the chin and kissed her.

At first it was barely a brush, a timid kiss, almost asking permission. I waited to see if she would pull away. She didn’t. On the contrary, she wrapped her hands around my waist and pressed herself against me. Then I really kissed her, slowly, parting her lips with my tongue, tasting what she was offering. I stroked her back and let my hands slide down to the hem of her skirt. Beside us, Carolina was already on her knees with Diego’s cock deep in her throat, sucking it greedily, leaving strands of saliva dripping from her chin. I didn’t notice exactly when the elevator got unlocked. I only knew when the doors opened with a chime.

We went into the apartment with our arms around each other’s waists. Diego and Carolina didn’t even look at us: they went straight into the bedroom and closed the door. Right away we heard the bed creak and Carolina moaning without shame.

Reni and I sat down on the living room sofa. She was rubbing her arm, staring at her knees.

—I thought you didn’t like me —she said softly.

—How could I not like you? You’re gorgeous.

I stroked her arm, that brown, firm arm, and pulled her toward me. I kissed her again, this time with no patience, pushing my tongue deep into her mouth, biting her lower lip. My hand left her arm, traveled over her thigh, slid up her side, and closed around one of her breasts. I squeezed it through her blouse, feeling the nipple harden quickly against my palm. She moaned, quietly, and rested one hand on my neck and the other on my waist. We let ourselves sink back into the sofa without breaking the kiss.

Her skirt rode up to her hips. The skin of her legs shone with a tone that drove me wild. She had a flat stomach and firm legs, and that made her breasts look even fuller. I pressed my body against hers, right between her parted legs, rubbing the hard bulge I already had in my pants against her pussy over her underwear. Feeling me, she opened her legs a little more and pushed her hips up, looking for me. I slid my hand between her legs and felt the wetness already soaking through the fabric.

I slid my hand under her underwear and tugged at the edge, but the fabric didn’t give. I waited. Reni lifted her hip just enough for me to slip them off. There was no need to say anything. Her look said it all.

I pulled back to take the garment off completely and let it drop onto the rug. There she was, legs open and her pussy on display, barely covered by dark, trimmed hair, the lips shining from how wet she was. I kissed the inside of her thighs, one and then the other, never stopping stroking her breasts, moving up with my mouth closer and closer to where she wanted me. She unbuttoned her blouse with clumsy fingers and revealed a white bra with little yellow flowers, so cute and childish that I couldn’t help smiling. I pushed it up over her tits and saw her brown nipples, hard as little pebbles. I took them in both hands, squeezed them and pinched them while I started kissing lower, slowly.

She drew her legs up, wanting to close them, but I was already in the middle. A sigh and a small moan escaped her when I ran my tongue along her sex, from bottom to top, slow, tasting her. She was soaked. I parted her lips with my fingers and focused on the clit, which was already demanding attention, swollen and protruding. I licked it in circles, then side to side, then sucked it whole, taking it between my lips. I slid a finger into her cunt and felt her clench around me, felt the hot flesh close around my finger. I pushed in a second finger and started moving them inside, curling them, while I kept sucking her clit. She sighed, tangled her fingers in my hair, and moved her hips in time with my tongue, pulling me against her pussy, almost drowning me there. Her thighs glistened with her own wetness and my saliva. I stayed like that for a long while, eating her, sliding my fingers in and out, until I felt her tense all over, arch her back, and moan softly, squeezing my thighs against my ears.

—Slowly —she suddenly begged, her voice breaking—. I’ve only done it once, a long time ago.

***

I pulled my pants down and positioned myself between her legs. I was rock hard, throbbing, aimed straight at her pussy. I rubbed myself over it, sliding the tip along her wet lips, wetting myself in her moisture before pushing in. When I started to enter, she complained and lifted her legs. I stopped with only the head inside, feeling how her pussy resisted and at the same time closed hotly around me. I looked at her: her eyes were glassy and her hands reached for my head.

—Slowly —she repeated.

I kissed her and went in very slowly, millimeter by millimeter, giving her time to adjust to each inch. Reni pushed against me and hugged me tight, digging her nails into my back. She felt so tight I had to clench my teeth not to come right there. Not going all the way in, I started moving, sliding in and out with short motions, gaining ground little by little. Every time I pulled back I drew it out shining wet, and every time I pushed in she let out a rough little moan. I could feel her clench with every stroke, how her cunt sucked my cock like it didn’t want to let me go, and that gave me a pleasure I could barely hold back. I kept at it for a few minutes until she started moving too, seeking me with her hips, matching my rhythm, lifting her ass off the sofa to take me deeper inside.

I reached the hilt. I heard her release a long gasp when she realized I was all the way inside her. I stayed still for a second, feeling her pulse around my cock, and then I began to move more firmly, setting the rhythm. I slipped my arms under her back to support her and drove my hips forward, each thrust making her tits bounce. She looked at me with lost eyes, panting with her mouth open, and then suddenly crossed her legs behind my waist, moaned hard, and pressed herself against me with all her body. She was shaking, jolted by something that seemed bigger than she was. Her pussy contracted in spasms around my cock, milking me, and I almost came right then and there. She kissed me in a different way, like she wanted to eat my mouth, tongue inside, biting my lips, and I sped up, fucking her deeper, harder, until the sofa creaked under us. She opened her legs wider, dug her hands into my lower back, and kept repeating yes, go on, don’t stop, like that, split me open.

—Almost there —I warned her, my voice broken up.

I pulled out in time, grabbed my cock with my hand, and came over her stomach in thick, heavy spurts that stained her belly button, her brown skin, the underside of her tits. She reached out, took me, and guided me to the last drop, squeezing me with her hand, looking at me with a curiosity that undid me. Then she ran a finger over her own skin, playing with the cum that had stuck to her, as if she were discovering something new. She brought it to her mouth, hesitated, and licked it with the tip of her tongue.

I got up to find some paper. When I came back, I cleaned her carefully and we sat down again, still breathing hard.

—I hope I didn’t hurt you —I said, stroking her thigh.

—A little, only at the beginning. —She lowered her voice and added—: You’re bigger than my ex.

She said it without thinking, and then covered her mouth, red to the tips of her ears. I found that sweet. I kissed her again, slowly, while from Diego’s bedroom came laughter and other sounds that only turned us on more: you could clearly hear Carolina yelling for him to fuck her harder, and the rhythmic thumping of the headboard against the wall. Reni laughed softly, still blushing, and toyed with her fingers, shy. She glanced at my crotch out of the corner of her eye, where my cock, still smeared with both her and me, was starting to rise again, little by little.

—I’ve never done it —she confessed when she understood where my look was leading her.

—There’s always a first time. Or do you not want to?

—I don’t know how.

—With your lips and your tongue, like it’s a candy. Watch your teeth.

She knelt between my legs, with her tits still out and her bra pushed up on her chest. She took my cock with both hands, compared the size with her fingers, and laughed softly, nervously. She kissed the tip, hesitated, and then ran her tongue over the whole shaft, from the base to the top, like it really was an ice cream. She licked it underneath, along the thick vein, and sucked my balls one by one, watching me to see if I made approving gestures. Then she opened her mouth and took the tip in, sucked, pulled back, then took it a little deeper again. She slowly swallowed me, testing how far it would go, looking up at me every so often to know if she was doing it right. When she got to the back of her throat she gagged and pulled off coughing, laughing, strings of spit hanging between her mouth and the tip of my cock. I rested my head on the back of the sofa and stroked her hair, moving it away from her face so I could see her mouth working me better.

—Just like that, exactly —I told her—. Don’t rush. Suck me slowly.

I took her head in both hands and set the rhythm, nudging her just enough so she’d go lower. She responded better and better, hollowing her cheeks, tightening her lips around me, helping with her hand on the part that wouldn’t fit. Saliva spilled from her mouth and ran down her chin to her tits, and that image—Reni on her knees, skirt bunched up and bra raised, sucking my cock with that little-girl face of hers learning fast—almost made me come in her mouth.

***

When I couldn’t hold back anymore, I pulled her toward me.

—Come here, get on top.

She settled over me, astride, with her skirt bunched at her waist. She took off her bra and blouse completely and tossed them aside. I saw her tits in full, round, heavy, moving with her breathing. She grabbed my cock with one hand, placed it at the entrance to her pussy, rubbed it a little between her wet lips, and lowered herself slowly until I was inside her completely. She let out a long moan when I reached the hilt at that new angle. She was breathing hard, biting her lip, lowering herself a little and rising again, getting used to it. I took her breasts and kissed them, sucked her nipples one after the other, bit them carefully while she found her own rhythm, a slow up-and-down that grew firmer with each pass. I grabbed her ass with both hands, squeezed it, spread it, and helped her move faster, pushing her up and down on me.

Just then, Diego and Carolina came out of the bedroom heading for the bathroom, both naked, she with her hair a mess and her tits out, he with his cock still half hard and swinging. Diego saw us, gave me a thumbs-up, and smiled in complicity. Carolina whispered something in her boyfriend’s ear, laughed, and blew Reni a kiss before getting into the shower. We didn’t care. Reni leaned on my shoulders and gave herself over completely, sweaty, panting, never stopping riding me. Each time she came down harder, impaling herself, seeking out her own pleasure, bouncing so much her tits slapped against my face. I grabbed them, squeezed them, pinched her nipples, bit her neck. At one point she wrapped herself around me with all of my body inside hers and stayed still, trembling, her pussy throbbing around me, giving in to a new long orgasm that shook her legs.

I kissed her on the lips and then on the neck. I wrapped my arms around her and, without leaving her, turned her to lay back on the sofa again, with me on top. I took one leg, lifted it onto my shoulder, and started again, this time deeper. I intensified the pace, plunging in hard, pulling almost all the way out and then driving back in fully in a single thrust. The wet slapping could be heard all over the room, mixed with her moans and the sound of water from the bathroom. She hooked her legs around my waist and drove her heels into my ass, pushing me deeper. I stroked her clit with my thumb while I kept fucking her and felt her twist again, close to a third orgasm. When I warned her I couldn’t take any more, she wouldn’t let me pull out.

—Stay —she begged, grabbing my ass with both hands, pressing me against her—. Inside. Come inside me.

I gave her one last hard shove, two, three, sinking to the bottom, and I came inside her in long spasms, feeling each pulse fill her, with her kissing my face and pressing me against her chest. My cock throbbed inside her cunt as I emptied myself, and she moved her hips slowly, milking me to the last drop. I stayed there until everything calmed down, still inside her, stroking her breasts, listening to her breathing return to normal. When I finally pulled out, my cum leaked from her cunt and ran down her thigh to the sofa. She looked down and blushed again.

We dressed slowly. When Carolina came out of the bathroom, ready to go, Reni said she’d better shower in her own apartment. Carolina smiled at me without saying anything, looking at me with a mix of mischief and approval, and left with her sister. Diego and I stayed in the living room a few more minutes, commenting on the afternoon in low voices, like two accomplices sharing a secret they wouldn’t tell anyone.

I picked up my briefcase and went home. That night I didn’t study a thing. I couldn’t get the elevator stuck between two floors out of my head, the exact moment Diego hit that button and, without knowing it, changed everything.