Got a Quick Nut On A Public Elevator and it went terribly wrong [Elevator]

The cold metal walls of the elevator pressed against my back, my jeans unzipped and pushed down just enough to free my throbbing cock. A stranger, a woman with fiery eyes and a smirk that promised trouble, stood in front of me. She dropped to her knees, her mouth hot and wet as she took me deep, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head. Her hands gripped my thighs, nails digging in as she worked me over, the elevator’s hum and the distant ping of floors adding to the filthy rhythm. She gagged on my length, tears streaming down her face, but she didn’t stop. Her head bobbed faster, her saliva coating my shaft, making obscene slurping sounds echo in the confined space. I could feel the pressure building, my balls tightening, ready to explode. Suddenly, the elevator lurched to a halt, the doors sliding open to reveal a group of shocked office workers. Panic surged through me as I frantically tried to tuck my dick away, but it was too late. The woman, still on her knees, looked up at me with a wicked grin, her mouth glistening with my pre-cum. “Fuck,” I muttered, my heart pounding as I stared into the judgmental eyes of the strangers, my cock still half-hard and exposed.

In the chaos, I stumbled out of the elevator, leaving the woman laughing behind me. The office workers scattered, their whispers and pointed fingers following me like a shameful shadow. I could feel the sticky mess in my boxers, a constant reminder of the public humiliation. My face burned with embarrassment, but there was a twisted thrill in the danger of it all. The elevator doors closed behind me, sealing the memory of the filthy encounter, but the taste of her mouth and the feel of her lips would haunt me for days. As I walked away, I couldn’t help but wonder if the risk was worth the rush, the public blowjob and the messy aftermath forever etched in my mind.