The rest of dinner passed relatively uneventfully, you were groped, leered at, and fingered slightly sure, but nothing to write home about. You leave quickly after dinner, wanting timr alone after all that had happened to you today. You were certainly enjoying what The Entity was doing to you, but hadnt had much time to process it.
All rules of logic had gone out the window. Youd met god, or close enough to it, and He has made you his own personal (and there for the whole world's) whore. What else had The Entity changed about the world? How powerful was he? You sit, naked in your car marveling at the thought. For that matter, how powerful are you? Sure it seems anybody you meet will want to fuck you on site. But that means you can pretty much go anywhere. You doubt youll ever have to pay for anything ever again, or not with money at least. Hell you bet you wouldnt have much trouble getting into the white house. Might take a while, youd have every secret service member in one hole or another by the end of it. You chuckle to yourself. Secret service member, teehee.
You pull into the underground parking lot beneath your apartment, and pull the yoga pants back on. Obviously you dont expect them to keep anyone at bay. But damnit they just look outstanding. Whistling to yourself, you walk towards the elevator, throwing your keys up in the air and catching them again. Your neighbor Ms. Elton is waiting with some shopping bags at the door and smiles when she sees you. She is wearing a bright floral sundress, which hugs her chubby curves beautifully. Shes an older woman, a proud baker with a round soft bakers tummy. "Oh good evening Ben, so nice to see you", she shoulders one of her shopping bags and gives you a playfull pinch on your nipple. "I could use a strong young man right about now. Would you help and old lady carry some weight?" She winks to you as the elevator door opens. "Of course Ms. Elton, itd be a pleasure". She beams again and heaves her shopping bags into the elevator. She lunges at you, grabbing you by the back of the neck and hauls you into the elevator with that same casual strength. You land on your knees in the back corner slightly dazed.
You look up to see Ms. Elton backing up into the elevator, hiking her dress up to reveal he massive soft cellulite dimpled cheeks. You stay kneeled dotingly as she backs her massive rear right onto your face, allowing the sundress to fall back down to cover you. She shimmys back and forth until your torso is wedged between her hot thighs. You hear a huge sigh of releaf coming from above you, as she rests her weight on your shoulders. The same durability granted to your throat has seemingly imbued the rest of you, as you enthusiastically fulfill the role of chair. "Honey this is such a big releaf, I do always cross my fingers that ill see you in the hallway and today was my lucky day". You twisting your chin up, your mouth coming into contact with underwear. It seems not all modesty is gone from the world. Still, you sigh appreciatively and lap with your tongue all the same.
You feel the massive cheeks squeeze around you at this, Ms. Elton gives one of her round cheeks an appreciative pat. "Well baby, I think its time we got this elevator elevating" muffled, you hear a series of clicking sounds. "Oh Benny im sorry" lust is dripping off of every work Ms. Elton says now "I dont have my glasses and cant see the buttons too well, silly old lady that I am, Ive gone and pressed them all". The pressure on your head lessens slightly, some of her wait taken off your head. "Why dont you pull those silly things off of me, while weve got so much extra time between here and the top floor". You reluctanyly pull your face out of the gilfs ass crack, but happily reach your hands up the tight confines within her sundress, and grasp blindly for the wasitband of her panties. You pull them down quickly, marveling at the size of the cheeks around you. They come to rest right behind your head, giving you a nice little resitance band at the back of your neck. As she settles her wait back onto you, you probe your face deep between her legs like a pig hunting truffles. Your searching nose finds placement in the notch of her sweaty tight asshole, and you begin furiously tounging her fat pussy. As the floors slowly ping past, you stretch your tongue as deep as you can, lightly brushing her dainty clit above you. Appreciative moans resonate through her, and whenever you strike a spot she likes the massive legs squeeze around you.
By the time you reach the top floor Ms. Elton came four times all over your face. The weight on your shoulders has increased significantly as he knees started shaking around orgasm two. You are incredibly self satisfied. You want nothing more than to make other people come, you cant help but stroke your cock to the thought of such a job well done.
Ms. Elton pulls her dress up once more, and steps out of the elevator without another word to you. Aftet the pitch blackess of her ass, the fluorescent tube lighting is blidning. You blink the vagical juices out of your eyes and, still masturbating, you realize you are not alone. It seems in the twenth or so floors between the garage and your apartment, you and Ms. Elton gained quite the audience. Several men you recognize on site, but dont know personally all help you to your feet. One pats you on the shoulder saying "it was so nice seeing someone helping out an old lady like that". One pulls out his phone to take a picture of you, grinning thanks you he says he'll "use it later". Another guy holds the door open for you with one hand. With the other he reaches down and gives you a few friendly tugs which send you over the edge immediately. After such an action packed day you cum buckets, all over yourself. They all wave you off cheerily, the guy with his phone out snapping another picture.
You make it to your apartment door uninterrupted, still panting heavily from your elevator trip up here. You immediatly take a long steamy shower, ready for a full nights sleep before another day as the Worlds Whore.
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