Friday, June 7, 2019

My Fucking Hero

I rarely ever lose my cool.

Seriously. I'm an easy-going person.

It takes a lot to get a rise out of me.

But I do suffer from one little phobia which can send me into panic mode.

I'm claustrophobic.

Mostly this issue doesn't crop up in my daily life.

It's not severe.

I rarely notice it.

But last week... something happened that set me right off.

I was not in my right mind in any way, because...

I got stuck in an elevator!

It was the scariest experience of my whole life.

I was by myself going down in a 17 storey building when I heard a loud grinding noise, then suddenly the elevator stopped.

I honestly didn't know what to do.

I didn't panic right away. I looked around and saw the emergency panel.

As I reached for it, the power went out.

My heart started to beat a little faster.

I pushed the intercom but it had no power, so I wasn't getting through to anyone.

My heart started to pound!

I started banging on the elevator doors and yelling for help.


My cries were futile. No one answered.

I'm not going to bore you with the details of what happened to me emotionally over the next hour, but needless to say, I was a hot mess by the time help arrived.

I could hear someone above me in the elevator shaft, climbing and clinking around.

"Hello?" I called.

He called back. "Hello! I was wondering if anyone was in there. Hold tight. I'm trying to get this fixed."

"How long are you going to take?" I asked.

"Don't worry," he said. "I'm going as fast as I can."

"But how fucking long will it take?!" I screeched.

Buddy was quiet for a moment. Then he said, "Are you okay?"

"NO, I'M NOT FUCKING OKAY!" I said emphatically. "I'M CLAUSTROPHOBIC AND I'VE BEEN IN HERE FOR AN HOUR! I COULDN'T EVEN CALL ANYONE BECAUSE MY PHONE WON'T WORK IN HERE...AND...AND...AND..."

I broke down into a blubbering mess.


Trapped in this tiny space, feeling like I couldn't breathe, thinking I was going to die, and wishing it would just happen already so I could escape from my terror; I was losing my mind.

It was pitch dark. 

I heard a sound like a door opening above me and the elevator fix-it man dropped to the floor inside the elevator beside me.

I couldn't see him but I could feel his presence.

"Just a sec," he said. "I've got a flashlight."

"Okay," I whimpered.

I reached out for him and felt his shirt. Scrunching it in my hand, I pulled myself closer to him.

His nearness made me feel safer.


I began to sob against his chest.

"Thank you," I cried. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

He struggled to find his flashlight with me yanking on him, but he finally found it and turned it on.

"Okay," he said, "there's some light, now let me see who you..."

He jumped away from me.


"Why are you naked?" he asked.

"I heard that's what you do when you're trapped in an elevator..." I stammered.

I covered myself with my arms.

"Turn off the light if  you don't like it," I said defiantly.

(I really wasn't in my right mind.)

"I didn't say I don't like it," he replied. But he turned the light off anyway.

"Okay," he said. "I just need you to be calm for a few minutes while I go back out there and try to figure out the problem. Do you think you can do that?"

"No," I replied honestly. "I can't be calm right now."

"Okay, well, at least you're honest."

I could hear him moving away from me. He was leaving.

"Wait!" I said. "Don't go yet, please. I can't be alone yet. Just stay for a moment."

I reached out in the darkness for him and found his shirt again.

The fix-it dude let out a big sigh, then stepped closer to me. He wrapped his arms around me, being careful not to touch my bare ass.

I nestled against him gratefully. Slowly, I felt my heart rate decrease a little.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Annie."

"Hi Annie, my name is Mack. It's nice to meet you."

"Thank you," I said. "Thank you for holding me. I'm starting to feel better."

I put my arms around him and hugged him. His warmth felt so comforting.

"Um, you're welcome," Mack said. "Um, but if you keep moving like that, I should probably let you go because, um..."

It was then that I noticed his cock was hard. I could feel it through his jeans, pressing against me.

Instantly my nipples hardened.

The whole situation hit me. I was naked in a broken elevator with a sexy handyman!

"Please don't go yet," I begged as I pushed myself gently against his erection.

I hoped he could feel my nipples through his shirt.

I started running my hands up and down his back, and wriggling my body against his.

He groaned with pleasure or frustration, I don't know. But he didn't pull away.

This emboldened me.

I ran my hands over his ass now, and began licking and kissing his neck.

I wanted him so bad!

I don't think I've ever been so out of my mind and horny at the same time!

Mack groaned again. "What are you doing to me, Annie?" he said. "What are you trying to do to me?"

"I'm trying to fuck you," I said huskily and began to unbutton his jeans.

It was still completely dark in the elevator, which turned me on even more for some reason!

We could not see each other, but only feel each other.

Mack didn't try to stop me.


I nearly came on the spot when his hands started to roam over my breasts and ass.

Then his mouth found mine and we started kissing passionately.

A moment later, I found myself against the wall.

Mack's pants were around his ankles and I grasped his cock urgently.

His hand found my pussy and he began to gently finger fuck me. 

He pushed his cock against my hand to the same rhythm of his fingers.

This time I was the one groaning with pleasure.

We stumbled blindly to get the rest of Mack's clothes off and that's when I lost all semblance of dignity.

I begged Mack to fuck me.

"Please," I said. "Please fuck me. I want  your cock so bad."

Mack lifted me against the wall and found my wet entrance with his cock.

The feeling of him entering me was exquisite.

His cock filled my pussy and it also filled an empty spot in my heart. My fear was now replaced with desire.

I was glad it was dark because I let a few tears come out at that moment.

They were tears of gratitude for Mack and his rescue cock.

We started kissing again and grinding against each other, as he held me effortlessly off the floor.

I had my arms wrapped tightly around his neck as we fucked faster and more urgently. I was close to coming and we'd just begun.

(In retrospect, it was probably the fastest I've ever come during sex.)

The combination of my prior fear and panic with my sudden insatiable lust aroused me so intensely. 

Hot spasms of pleasure exploded out of my pussy and spread over my entire body.

Orgasmic waves rolled over and over me. It was incredible.

My absolute surrendering to pleasure like that must have spurred a similar feeling in Mack because he thrust into me one last hard time.

He then pulled out and standing me on my feet, he very gentlemanly came into his own hand rather than leave a mess on me.

(What a sweetheart, right?)

After that it got kind of awkward. 

Mack seemed uncomfortable even though it was me who seduced him!

I don't know why it worked but after all that good fucking, my fear and panic were gone. 

Mack used his flashlight to help me find my clothes, then he went back to work in the elevator shaft.

About a half an hour later, the lights came on. 

Mack climbed into the elevator with me, and we were moving.

When the elevator doors opened, I was overcome with relief and gratitude. I felt myself getting all teary again.

I turned to Mack and looked him in the eyes.

"Thank you, Mack," I said. 

He knew I was thanking him for more than just getting me out of that elevator.

Mack's face turned red but he smiled and said, "You're welcome."

I didn't get his number and I haven't stayed in touch. 

But for the last week, since it happened, Mack has been my masturbation go-to. 

It was the most exciting, pure animal sex I've ever had! I will never forget it.

If you're reading this, Mack... THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!

And to the rest of you, I hope you will save someone with your cock someday too. XOXOX

Love Annie

PS. Book an appointment while I'm still riding high on all this horniness! XXX


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