The storm had come in from the Atlantic and it was showing no signs of abating. However, given that I was staying near the top floor of The Plaza hotel in New York City, I wasn’t about to take the stairs. The elevator doors opened with a ping and I caught my breath. I knew that the big names often frequented this hotel – that had been part of the allure in the first place. But here, right now, standing in the elevator and looking at me expectantly, presumably having just come down from the Penthouse on the floors above mine, was Halle Berry.
I swallowed. “Hi,” I said, nodding to her. She was fucking gorgeous.
Halle just raised her eyebrows and looked as if she was thoroughly amused.
Then, with a ping, the elevator doors started closing again.
“Shit,” I realized. I leapt across the threshold and almost bowled right into the movie star in the process. “Sorry,” I said, regaining my balance as the elevator began its descent through the bowls of the building. “Almost missed it there.”
“Yah huh,” Halle agreed. “Nearly missed it.”
Then, abruptly, we were tossed to the floor like rag dolls as the elevator came to a screeching halt and the lights flickered and died. We were plunged into darkness for a moment, before a small, red emergency light in the corner came on.
We held our breath and waited for a second.
“Oh, you have got to be kidding me,” Halle cursed, not bothering to get back to her feet. Instead, she turned and sat with her back pressed against the walls.
“What’s happening?” I asked.
“Haven’t you noticed that storm out there?” Halle asked, pointing up at nowhere in particular. “The power’s gone out.”
“Damn,” I said, unsure of what else to say. Honestly, the building could fall over for all I cared, just so long as I was stuck in this elevator with Halle Berry, I wasn’t about to complain.
Doing my best to appear masculine, I got to my feet and tried opening the doors. They didn’t budge an inch. I moved around the inside of the elevator, occasionally prodding and touching things and appearing thoughtful, as if I could find a way out.
“There’s a hatch up there,” Halle commented, pointing.
Sure enough, there was a hatch. “I don’t want to jump in here right now,” I said, looking up at the hatch. It was just beyond my reach. “The elevator might fall or something.”
“Here,” Halle extended her hand and I hauled her to her feet. “Give me a boost.”
“Ah,” I shuffled around a little, trying to figure out how best to lift the movie star. “Here.” I crouched down and she swung her legs across my shoulders. I stood up slowly. “Can you reach it?” I asked.
She didn’t answer, but I heard her open the hatch. The was air was still in the shaft outside the elevator. No sound could be heard. “It’s completely dark out there,” Halle said. “I’m not sure if it’s a good idea to try to climb out.”
“Ok.” I sank to my knees and she clambered off my shoulders. “Well I guess we just have to wait then.”
The realization seemed to hit Halle that she was stuck indefinitely in an elevator with a total stranger and she turned her eyes on me. For a woman that I presumed was surrounded almost 24/7 by a bodyguard, she didn’t appear at all threatened by the situation. In fact, she was very confident. “Is that a British accent I detect?” she asked.
“Ah, pretty close,” I said. Miles off. “I’m from New Zealand.”
“I’ve heard that it’s lovely there,” Halle said.
“You’ve been well informed,” I said with a wink.
“You play a strange type of football down there, right?”
“Ah, rugby?” I suggested.
“Yeah,” Halle agreed. “Rugby. That must explain those shoulders of yours.”
My heart rate tripled. Here we were, trapped in an elevator, and Halle Berry had just told me I had nice shoulders. Her intentions were perfectly clear and I decided then and there that I wasn’t about to wait around and risk having the power come back on. I was going to push my chips all in and hope for the best.
“Mmm, you like my shoulders, huh?” I said, smiling and approaching her, trapping her in the corner. She didn’t seem to mind. “There’s plenty more for you to like.”
Halle bumped into the elevator wall, but she was eyeing me up and down with her tongue pressed between her teeth. “Oh, I don’t doubt that,” she breathed.
With that, I put my hands on the wall on either side of her head and kissed her on the lips. Her lips were excruciatingly soft and my cock was instantly rock hard. Illuminated by the soft emergency lighting, Halle pulled my shirt off over my head and pressed her hands against my chest as my hands crept up her shirt and found her bosom. I fondled her boobs, loving how soft and delicate she felt against me. I had her shirt off in a hurry and her bra shortly followed.
Topless and illuminated by the soft red glow of the emergency light, Halle Berry looked positively delicious. I hungered for her and I tugged at her jeans. She kicked her shoes off and stepped out of her jeans so that she was standing before me in just her knickers. I pressed her up against the walls of the elevator and she wrapped her legs around my waist, moaning and thrusting herself against me, seemingly as eager as I was.
Halle unzipped my trousers and tugged them down my legs. I shoved my underwear down after them so that I was standing naked now. I pressed her head down towards my chest, eager to feel her mouth around my dick, but she resisted the pull.
I shrugged inwardly. So, she doesn’t suck dick apparently. I was disappointed, but I wasn’t about to let that spoil the moment. I hoisted her further up the wall instead and put my arms underneath her legs. I kissed the inside of her thighs and rubbed my chin against her pussy. I could feel the wetness seeping through her knickers. I pulled the material aside and licked her pussy. Halle cried out and her hands grabbed at the wall, grasping for something to hold onto as I licked her out. Her hips thrust against me, desperate for more. The woman was crazy!
I licked her out for a few minutes; building up the tension and listening to her cries of pleasure as they reached a crescendo.
“Fuck,” she gasped as I pulled away and lowered her to the ground. “Don’t stop. I’m so close!”
“My turn,” I said, ripping her knickers off and grabbing her by the hips. I spun her around so that she was facing the wall again and I bent her over in front of me.
“Oh, FUUUUCCCKKK!” Halle screamed as I slid my throbbing hard dick into her dripping wet pussy. “Fuck!”
“Fuck yeah,” I groaned back at her, grabbing her by her hips and thrusting desperately against her. I felt crazed with lust for this woman. She was unbelievably wet. I had never experienced a woman quite so wet before and it felt amazing in the extreme. I slapped her arse and pounded her even harder still, pulling her against me, making sure every last inch of my rock hard cock got inside that incredible, movie-star pussy. I reached around and held her boobs with one hand whilst I tugged at her black hair with the other. Her boobs were bouncing and they felt so unbelievably good.
I was fucking Halle Berry.
I was bending her over in an elevator, pulling her hair, slapping her arse, feeling her boobs and making her scream with pleasure as I fucked her.
The tension was building and I grabbed Halle and lifted her onto me as I lay down on the ground. Now, she was riding me reverse-cowgirl style and she was fucking extraordinary at it. She bounced on my dick and screamed with wild abandon as she slammed herself desperately down onto me; impaling herself on my large dick.
Suddenly, the lights came back on in the elevator and Halle gasped.
“Oh, fuck no!” I growled.
Please tell me this isn’t happening! Not now!
“Keep going,” I urged. “I’m going to come inside you.”
Halle didn’t need to be told twice. She quickly stood and turned around so that she was facing me and then lowered herself onto my dick once again. Now I could see her face as she screamed in pleasure and her big boobs as she bounced on top of me.
We still had a long way down to go and the elevator seemed to be pretty slow, given that it was an old building. The mounting tension all added to the experience and, before I knew it, I was clutching Halle against me and bucking and groaning as I came inside her tight little pussy. Halle was moaning just as fervently as she too reached a climax and shared the moment of pleasure with me.
My dick throbbed inside the movie star but we both knew that the moment couldn’t last much longer.
“Fuck,” Halle groaned and then pushed herself off of me. Hot cum dripped from her pussy as she leapt into her clothes. I followed suit and we got ourselves in order just as the elevator came to a halt and the doors opened.
“Well, it was a pleasure meeting you,” Halle said, winking at me as she exited the elevator doors. “Perhaps I’ll have to visit New Zealand someday.”
A pleasure indeed.
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