Stories on the Elevator

She lay on Dawei's chest with a wary heart, yet without the slightest hesitation. Dawei gently stroked Zhiling's arm with his left hand, caressing it back and forth, like an older brother to a younger sister.
The DJ at the hotel was responsible for playing music in the lobby and providing backing tracks in the private rooms .
She left a little late today, it was already 1 a.m. If any
guests wanted to take her out, she was worried. But in Zhiling's mind, she firmly told herself she wasn't a hotel hostess or a prostitute, just temporarily working at the hotel
. The other side of that gentleman's wife was...
She had earned enough money for her studies abroad; her boyfriend was pursuing a master's degree at California State University. She only sold her DJ skills, not her body.
Dawei moved his left hand, his large arm touching Zhiling's face, his fingers teasing her ear. "Hmm... Hao Jie Zhuo..." Zhiling responded half-asleep.
"Miss! Do you need a taxi to Xizhi?" A taxi sped up beside Zhiling.
"Yes, you're Baiyun Wireless..." Zhiling quickly got into the car and headed straight for Xizhi. She wondered how much longer she would have to endure returning home in the middle of the night like this. She was terrified of the dark, and
Taipei's security situation constantly worried her—at least, that's what the public relations girls had told her in conversations.
The car arrived in front of the Xizhi Carnival Grand Hotel. Zhiling paid the fare and headed towards the elevator lobby on the first floor. Looking back at the sleeping bodyguard, she sighed, "Sigh,
the residents are paying these old men to take care of them, and they don't even know when someone comes in..." Zhiling grumbled as she waited for the elevator.
She lived on the twelfth floor, an apartment she had painstakingly saved up to buy. Of course, Xizhi was a place where housing prices were so cheap that only she could afford it.
"Ding-dong..." The elevator finally arrived on the first floor. The Carnival Grand Hotel had thirteen floors above ground and three floors below ground, all used as parking spaces for the residents.
However, Zhiling didn't own a car, so she rarely went downstairs. Zhiling entered the elevator and pressed the button for the twelfth floor, but saw the elevator stop and then descend.
"Ding-dong..." The elevator reached the third basement level. A gentleman in a suit helped a woman paralyzed on his back into the elevator. The gentleman's
hands were busy stroking the woman: "Excuse me, I live on the fifth floor of the tenth floor. This is my wife. We just attended a wedding banquet, and she's drunk. Could
you please press the tenth floor button for me? Thank you..."
Zhiling glanced at him briefly, seeing he seemed like a respectable person, and pressed the button for him.
The elevator shook violently, first up and down, then left and right. After three minutes of this violent shaking, the entire elevator went dark, followed by some smaller tremors.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Help!" Zhiling thought something was wrong and pounded on the elevator door, calling for help, but no one responded. The pitch-black elevator filled Zhiling
with fear. Suddenly, a small light shone on; it was the teacher turning on his phone.
Zhiling quickly took out her own phone to check: "What?! Not a single bar! The signal is so weak!" Zhiling turned her phone's light towards the
couple. The dim light allowed her to see their situation: they had been jolted to the floor, the man was trying to make a call, and the woman was still fast asleep,
leaning against him.
"Sir, can you make a call?" Zhiling approached the teacher and crouched down.
"There's nothing I can do! I can't get a signal..."
Zhiling got up and walked to the elevator's emergency call button, pressing it. "What?! Even this emergency call button doesn't work!
What's the point of calling an emergency call button?" Zhiling walked back to the teacher's side angrily and asked, "What do you think happened just now? Why was it shaking so
violently ? Will anyone know we're trapped here? Is there enough air in here?"
"It's almost two o'clock now. Sit down first. It was probably an earthquake, and the power was temporarily damaged. Judging from the past, it won't be out for long. The power
will be back on soon!"
Hearing what the teacher said, Zhiling had no choice but to sit down helplessly. By the dim light of her cell phone, she saw herself sitting next to the teacher.
The teacher put away his phone. "Hey! Don't put it away, I'm afraid of the dark..." Zhiling was a little scared of the screen after the phone light was turned off.
"Oh, turn on yours first. We have three in total, so we can take turns!"
Zhiling then turned on her phone again. The signal indicator on the screen was still completely blank, but she only needed that faint light.
At three in the morning, Zhiling saw the time on her phone. She couldn't help but get up and knock on the elevator door again, then helplessly sat back down, as there was still
no response.
"What's your name?" the teacher asked Zhiling in a semi-dormant state.
"Call me Xiaoling! What about you?"
In the early hours of the morning, Zhiling, dressed in a long dress and wearing a coat, dragged her tired body and mind out of the Mandolin Hotel to wait for the agreed-upon radio taxi to arrive. She was here...
"I know, you said it when you got into the elevator! Your wife is very drunk, isn't she?"
Dawei's fingers were already covered in wet, lustful fluid. "Do you want to make love?" Dawei asked Zhiling. Zhiling used the walls of her mouth and her tongue to forcefully suck on his.
"Yes! She was heavily pampered with alcohol by her friends at the wedding today. Luckily, I was driving, so I escaped their clutches."
"How long do you think the power will be out?... I'm very afraid of the dark..."
Zhiling soon fell asleep in the silence between the two, her head tilted towards Dawei's shoulder, and her body leaning against him.
"Dawei, I live on the fifth floor of the tenth floor..."
At four in the morning, Dawei opened his sleepy eyes, checked the time on his light, and his left arm, which had been numb from Zhiling's leaning against him, reached out and put his arm around
Zhiling's shoulders, letting her lie on his chest.
"Oh! You...you..." Zhiling was startled awake by Dawei's movement.
"It's okay, you'll sleep better this way!"
Sighing at the day's exhaustion and misfortunes, even taking the elevator at this hour resulted in a situation where people were blocking the way to the underground, forcing her to take the elevator down to the ground floor again.
It was unclear whether it was because Zhiling knew Dawei's wife was nearby, or because she thought Dawei was a good person, or perhaps Zhiling was really too sensitive and had no
sisterly love. Zhiling lay down a little more comfortably and securely, but the position on his chest wasn't comfortable enough, so she moved her head to Dawei's lap.
Dawei, perhaps she was dreaming about her boyfriend in America.
David moved his left hand, using his middle finger to tease Zhiling's small lips, slowly inserting his finger into her slightly parted mouth.
After rubbing her vulva back and forth through her panties for a while, David then slipped his middle finger through the cleft between her panties and body, reaching the entrance of her vagina. Zhiling seemed unable to resist,
"Ah... um..." Zhiling involuntarily sucked on David's finger, turning over and lying on top of him. David quietly pulled down his zipper,
because from the moment Zhiling lay on his lap, his lust had begun to rise, only his wife was lying on his right shoulder like a drunkard.
"It should be okay if I'm lying on the black-clad penis! She can't see it..." David took out his swollen penis to let it breathe, thinking that if no one saw, he wouldn't lose his composure.
Unbeknownst to her, Zhiling, half-asleep, was facing his penis.
With Dawei's finger in her mouth, Zhiling seemed to smell a strange odor—a man's scent, a smell she hadn't smelled in a long time. In the dim
light saw a long, erect object protruding from Dawei's zipper, its dark shadow pointing directly at her face. Zhiling spat out Dawei's middle finger and took the long,
erect object into her mouth.
"Oh...ah...um...um..." Dawei groaned comfortably, moving his left hand towards Zhiling's lower abdomen. He pulled up Zhiling's long skirt
so he could reach inside. Zhiling held Dawei's penis in her right hand, continuously sucking on it with her mouth, while Dawei's hand teased her vulva through her panties.
"Ugh...ah...um...uh...um um..." Zhiling, with Dawei's penis in her mouth, occasionally let out seductive moans.
She arched her legs to facilitate Dawei's entry. He inserted his middle finger into Zhiling's vagina, thrusting in and out. Zhiling, with her penis in her mouth... The little mouth of the penis also made
moaning sounds.
Dawei felt a surge of pleasure and couldn't help but ejaculate. Dawei used a pre-prepared tissue to wipe his penis and Zhiling's
little mouth Zhiling lay back on Dawei's lap, and everything returned to calm and composure.
Around 5 a.m., the Xizhi fire brigade, led by the bodyguard, arrived to rescue Zhiling and Dawei. By the time Zhiling was freed, it was already dawn. She then
learned that what had happened in the early morning was a once-in-a-century earthquake in Taiwan, and she was grateful to the bodyguard for notifying the fire brigade.
"What? Was there an earthquake last night?" Dawei's wife, still looking confused after being rescued, asked Dawei.
"It was more than just an earthquake... haha!..." Zhiling replied slickly.
The elevator doors closed and began to move upwards. "Ah... oh my god... help... what's going on?" Only half a second after starting, the entire...

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