Two Women Trapped in a Stopped Elevator

The elevator had stopped suddenly.

That was 20 minutes ago. It had been growing hot and stuffy ever since, and Breanna shook her head shaking another arousing thought from her mind before looking over at Nicole.

“Do you want to try the emergency phone again?”

“You try it, right now its looking like we're waiting for someone outside to call about the elevator.” Nicole grumpily replied shuffling slightly.

Looking at her phone she had a strange thought, half wishing her cell got signal so she could watch TikTok's by several of the amazingly hunky firefighters on it. Shuffling her legs she tried to ignore the dampness of her panties.

It was just sweat, had to be. It was so hot in here.

“What are you doing?” Nicole asked with seeming surprise as Breanna stood and shuffled around a bit, struggling for the back zipper on her dress Breanna gave up reaching for it and struggled free of the contour hugging dress, correcting her strapless bra when is slipped down from her nipple as she went.

“I’m trying to make myself a little more comfortable.” Breanna replied, feeling an odd pleasure beyond just relief from the heat as she shed the garment.

“And what if they show up to get us out right now.” Nicole asked demeaningly.

“Well, I should hope if I don’t hear them before the 5 minutes it takes to slip that back on… Well I hope our rescuers are at least hot.” Breanna replied with a sarcastic cocky tone, feeling a strange excitement and desire to even ignore trying to redress.

Turning away from Nicole she bit her lip, the images and thoughts of firefighters opening the door and pulling her out first, only to have Nicole scoff as she started blowing the firemen right there.

Shaking the thought from her head she sat back down on the cool elevator floor, a strange pleasant tingling spreading where ever her bare skin made contact with the corrupted hotel elevator.

Nicole tried to keep her eyes averted from Breanna. This was all Breanna’s fault after all. They had gone up to grab Breanna’s pot only to get calls to come down.

Glancing at her phone Nicole sighed and rolled her head, blinking rampantly Nicole did a double take looking at Breanna. Nicole swore she just saw Breanna with her tits out, hands shoved down her panties. The dirty blonde pressing her B cups forward with her arms while looking upwards.

But at second glance Breanna just waved at her leaning back, and slowly stretching her legs out.

Nicole blushed unable to think of why she thought she saw what she glimpsed before focusing deeply on her phone. Opening up TikTok Nicole didn’t think to question how it was able to load content while her phone otherwise couldn’t receive signal.

Breanna grimaced as the idea of touching herself crossed her mind. She was stuck thinking about being on her knees, groping herself and running her hands across her body alluringly as the firefighters that rescued her adjusted their hard ons.

Gradually she thought about them shedding their gear, their shirts. She thought about their chiselled chests and the lewd comments they shared as they examined her like some piece of art or inanimate object.

Nicole suppressed a chuckle as she enjoyed another video of some guy stripping his shirt while dancing and lip syncing to a song no else could hear.

Nicole became content to ignore their situation, eagerly swiping through video after video of more and more attractive men, each one teasing her ever more with what they showed, or didn’t.

Glancing up she noticed Breanna’s arm, applying subtle pressure against a breast as it reaches down, a finger dancing lightly across the surface of her crotch.

Breanna rolled her head, enjoying the touch of her chin length permed hair teasing across her shoulders. Glancing at Nicole she felt a touch of excitement, she was sure she noticed Nicole look at her. How far would she let Breanna go without a word.

Thinking back to the idea of thanking her rescuers she swore she could almost feel the teasing brush of cocks across her bare shoulders as she now imagined the firefighters with their cocks out, stroking them and teasingly brushing them across her skin as she continued to simply present herself, excitedly grinning and biting her lip. All while resisting opening her mouth and providing her tongue to lick them.

Looking across to Nicole for a moment Breanna’s face developed a devilish grin. Watching Nicole ignore her she couldn’t resist any longer. Her hand slipped with ease under her panties, her head quickly thrown back with a sigh of delight as her finger circled her clit with greater pleasurable relief than she could have imagined.

Nicole glanced up, then stared more determinedly at her phone. She couldn’t believe Breanna was actually doing it. She fought the urge to watch, a ball of anger forming inside her as she resisted just blowing up at Breanna for her indecency.

Or was it jealousy? Or envy? Looking at the latest TikTok to play across her screen her jaw dropped, the gorgeous man's hand slipping beneath his belt line, pulling up and hanging his snake of a cock over his waistband.

The next short video started with a naked guy swaying his ass rythmically before spinning around to flaunt his semi erect cock. Nicole shuffled her legs finding a growing desire to make like Breanna. The latest TikTok a fireman flaunting what’s in his trousers provoking the idea of being found horny and ready to go like Breanna obviously was.

Breanna’s mind meanwhile had sunk to new levels, she no longer thought about masturbating in an effort to lure the primal needs of a firefighter. She was no longer thinking of being rescued by any. She couldn’t see much more than shadowy forms beyond the inhuman looking cocks. Each one presented as an invite for her to partake in.

Each one prompting different arousals at the thought of.

Nicole meanwhile was immersed in the growing sexual content of the TikTok's, at first not recognizing as the men’s bodies changed, nor their cocks.

Breanna cried out in climax, humping up into the air as her breasts jiggled nicely having spilled free of the strapless bra, the tiny nipples erect on their perfect tear shaped C cups of cleavage.

Breanna now stared at Nicole the idea of her friend eating her pussy stirring in her head as the corruption grew within her body.

Something felt wrong about it, but just like that first touch of her pussy she was certain it was more than worth it.