Going through a dark alley
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I began a new job as secretary in an oil company that summer.I used to leave my office at early evening, when normally it was not so dark outside yet. But one day in Autumn, I had my car out of order and I had to come back home by walking.It was not too far from our home, but by night it was a bit cold and dark.I thought to cut way through a back alley. I had entered there, when a strange sound behind made me turn around. My heart raced when I saw two young black men following me. They both...
These last six months have been horrible. My husband Tom has been totally consumed with his work at the corporation. This past week Tom and I traveled to New York city to the corporation headquarters, hopefully to seal a multi-million dollar deal. The company he works for put us in a beautiful Hotel, completely paid for by the corporation. Tom was within walking distance of the headquarters building. By Wednesday he would know if six months of work was successful. Six months of making...
I guess I’m old-fashioned. If a lady looked and acted and smelled pretty, you complimented her on her good tastes. It made her feel feminine, sexy, appealing – Special! These days are long gone, ground into the dust of a new, ‘sterile’, impersonal age. I had been working at Integrated Allied for about 2 years now. I’ve always had a deep love for belly-dancers, what they do, the way they use their bodies, the very sweet sexiness of their bellies, their navels and the way they sway and shiver,...
“Heather! Wait up!” I called. My sister, several paces ahead of me, did a slow swing-turn around a street sign, using the post for balance until she was facing back towards me. She wobbled unsteadily on her high heels also, but at least she was in possession of both her shoes. “Shhhhh!” Heather shushed me, bringing her fingers to her lips in an exaggerated motion. “You’re SOOOO... NOISY, Courtney! You’re going to wake... like... like... EVERYONE!” she admonished loudly, gesturing vaguely...
I lived in the building for a short time. I had rented a small loft on the top floor. Only one other person lived on the top floor and he was usually away for long periods. I would pick up his mail in 9G until he got back. I had a great view of the Space Needle. I had some simple furniture around my living room. I had a big red leather couch. 2 big black bean bag chairs on the floor. A huge metal Papasan Chair with a black pillow top. That I put next to a a big glass window that overlooked the...
It was an old bowling alley, probably built in the early 1950's when the freeways were just starting to make their way this far out of the city. It contained 30 lanes, a counter where the shoes were stored and the games where paid for, a snack bar, and a separate bar/restaurant. Oh, it had all the other "usuals," a trophy case and a ball cleaner. In short, it looked just like a bowling alley from the 1950's in the suburbs of a large East Coast city. I married her right before I was...
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
I’m cursing in my thoughts. “Where the fuck is she?” I’m hidden in a dark alley and wait for that pretty former Deputy Press Secretary to come walking through. I’m anxious as hell as I hold the garrote in my right hand. I need to have her tonight. I’ve studied Lindsay’s schedule and habits over the last few weeks; she always takes this shortcut in Friday nights. As I think of this, I hear brisk walking. Peeking from the dark corner, I see her coming towards me, dressed in skinny pants and a...
PART 2: Molly became aware of her surroundings. Near the end of the very dimly lit alley, she realized it was a good block back to the main street. She only guessed at the hour, figuring she had been fucked for almost two hours. Looking around some more, she found her clothes. Wrinkled a little, but intact just the same. Slowly, she began to get dressed. Her white panties were stretched out a little, but served to help keep the sperm from running too much down her tan thighs. Next she pulled...
Hurrying outside, hand in hand, looking for a half secluded place. We found it in an alley just at the back of the club. It was deserted. We didn't even speak before I grabbed her and pulled her close. Shoving my tongue into her mouth roughly, letting her know how badly I wanted her. She kissed me back just as hard as she started to feel for my zipper. They kept kissing passionately, blocking out everything around them, both so hungry for each other they didn't even care about getting...
Oh, heavens, I knew I shouldn’t have taken this short cut! Ironically, I did so in order to avoid exactly this kind of trouble. I am walking on my own along this back street, past some small factories and occasional houses, and it is quite deserted – or it was, until a few seconds ago. I had just come level with the entrance of a side-turning, an alley wide enough for a delivery truck to go down, when you stepped out of it to confront me. There are two other girls with you, looking...
My name is Otto. I'm 13 since last month and just started the new school year of 6th grade. My life wasn't the best as it was for my friends. Well at least I thought they were. Not so long ago was it that my best friend Alex said if we kissed the girls would love me forever. So in the middle of our old grade school playground me and my best friend kissed. I didn't know then that kissing another boy was so bad. But either way kids all around laughed at me. Alex laughed too, I couldn't...
The details, add up, false eyelashes, producing a dark flair to smoky eyes, a newly found crystal necklace, pink and lavender glass, found at a bold spontaneous visit to the thrift store. Black basic silk skirt, mid thigh, smooth shaven legs. I'd been walking quite often and my shape was svelt and slim. Into the night I went closing the door behind me and walking under the trees to the familiar walkways, the night air felt wonderful on my legs and bare shoulders, Dior bag slung...
A short story about a 34-year-old college teacher in a new town. He went for a stroll, out and about. Takes a wrong turn and got chaste straight up an alleyway. He is taken, used, and abused by several mostly younger black men at the back-door of the Blue Oyster bar. Once the men are done with him, he is left tied-up in the alley at the gay leather bar. A college dude master shows him the ropes. Tying him up, hanging his body from the ceiling. Again the professor gets used viciously. But he...
Friday evening a wild black woman slammed me against a rough stucco wall, simultaneously undoing my dress and pushing her mouth into mine. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as I moaned with pleasure. She sank her teeth into my shoulder and her fingers into my cotton thong…I had got this dark alley by mistake; thinking it would be a short way to the main street where I had parked my car."Hey...no..."I whispered, struggling to pull away. But the girl pushed her own weight against me even...
As I mentioned in the story of the Motel I became a window peeper after the countless times peeping thru the Motel windows. As I walked around my neighborhood,I knew the house's that had women living there. There was this house across the alley and 3 house's away from where I was living. There was this woman and her 2 roommates that had been living there for around 10 years as well as some other neighbors I used to walk past but never did anything. The first time I just cut between the yards...
The night was getting dark and cold, it had been a good night though. Out drinking with my friends on a proper girly night out we had visited quite a number of pubs and clubs Many of my friends had ended up going off with a bunch of guys, I even got hit on by a fair few myself but I’ve always considered myself to be a faithful and loyal person and would never cheat of my husband no matter how tempting the offers had been. As soon as my best friend Kelly disappeared off with some fellow she knew...
I was standing on one of Portland’s trendier neighborhood’s streets, waiting when a homeless person had approached me. “Have a good day…” he mumbled, wandering off into the evening’s gathering darkness. These people were as integral to Portland’s urban fabric as roses, bikes or beer. In truth, my wallet was straining with cash. I had swung by work after class and picked up my weeks’ worth of tips for tonight. It was date night. Checking my phone, I saw Alyssa’s message: “Be there in 5! My...
Author's Note: Although rapes occur in several of my stories, I want to be very clear that rape in reality is a terrible thing, and no one should ever contemplate it except as a fantasy. Rape is mean, demeaning and damaging. I know a woman who was raped and she never got over it. Among other things, years later, it ruined our relationship, even though I had nothing to do with it and did my best to help her get over it. It was not her fault, she did not invite it in any way, and it killed a...
Introduction: My sexy wife goes out to meet up with a friend and tease him Sharing Cindy Chapter 27 Cindy Teases at the Bowling Alley Back in Chapter 16 (Cindy Fucks the Bartender) I introduced a guy that Cindy met when she worked a Ducks Unlimited event and he happened to be the bartender there. She definitely enjoyed being with him and wanted to experience him once again. This is the second time they were together. After meeting and fucking Biff (yeah I know, but that was what he wanted to...
After telling a few xhamster friends about this story, they told me I must add it to my profile stories, So here it is. This story took place years ago when I was in my mid twenties. Back then I was always on this porn site called, "anywebcam.com". It has since closed and become something different. It was a sex site with personal cameras. I would go on often, and had many followers. There was one guy in particular that I chatted with every day. Even though we never met, somehow we thought it...
This story was inspired by a cyber fucking I had last night...xxxxwe are in a night club on the crowded dance floor. I'm dancing my ass off, in a clingy dress, my bra is showing, im sweaty. the drinks have been flowing all night as its so hot in here. I take my water bottle and pour some on my chest to cool off. Showing my very ample chest for everyone to see, I have my back to you grinding my butt against your crotch. i can feel your cock growing againts my ass cheeks, your hands are...
You look at the car keys in his hands as you go through a mental dilemma. You haven't drunk that much, but it is still unwise to get in your car. After a couple of minutes, you put the car keys back in your pockets and start walking towards the bus stop. It is quite late in the night, the time probably being around 3:30 am with the streets completely deserted. Walking down the boulevard, you reflect on your cold and dimly-lit surroundings. You had always hated Rolcombe, the shadiest part of...
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Straight SexStanding at the bar I look around the club, feeling slightly over whelmed. I am new to all of this. My girlfriend had insisted that I join her. While this is not really a "sex club", it is very close. Most of the people are here for only one thing, and are practically doing that "one thing" on the dance floor. Some with many partners. I do have to say it has been an interesting night so far. My girlfriend is out on the dance floor with some of her regular friends having a good time. I am...
Straight SexI was taking a short cut thru a dark alley on my way home. I was about 3/4 of the way thru when a group of men entered the alley in front of me. They had been to a baseball game and had been drinking. One of them stepped next to the building to take a piss. I couldn't help but glance at his cock. One of the men caught me looking. "Dude, this guy is checking out your dick," he stammered. "You looking at my dick, man?" the pisser asked. "Um, yeah, I guess I was," I admitted. "That's a fat fucker...
So there I was completely naked except for a pair of sneakers shimmying down the side of my brand new house after midnight trying to not to snag my dick on the gutters as I followed Stacy out of my window. I was wondering how she talked me into this because I honestly don’t remember. “You don’t shave your ball hair?” she asked me. “How come you have on clothes, and I don’t?” I asked. “I told you that I have my period,” she looked down at the street. I didn’t know anything about periods. I...
It was a very stressful week at work and I just needed to get out, just go anywhere and unwind. I remembered this popular club that had decent drinks and a dance floor that I can shake my ass off, if I needed to. That Saturday night I decided to 'go unwind'. I got dolled up and sexified in a short black dress with the back cut out, the type that accentuates my curves and the front cut just low for my lovely Size D cups to show. Paired that off with some black pumps with straps around my ankles....
Finally, after about a week, I was ready. I sat in the darkness of the alley, watching as people passed by, when the smell came to me. Strong and masculine, and young. The arousal set in and I exerted my power down the alley. The trap was set and the target was getting closer. Why he was alone, I have no idea, but he was. He was about 6'1'' with short, tangly black hair. He had creamy Latino skin and pouty lips and coal eyes. He had broad shoulders and great muscles. He wore a leather...
Bobby was a marine and from time to time, he and his buddies would visit a neighbouring city to get their rocks off. All his buddies knew that he was gay and being the toughest of the bunch, had no opinions about his sexual predilection. In fact, not only did they embrace him wholeheartedly, but would often join him at the gay bars on a weekend out, before sauntering off in search of pussy. The area they preferred was riddled with clubs, both straight and gay, so scoring was never a problem. It...
Gay MaleYou live in a small apartment building and your bedroom window looks out on the building across the alley; a distance of about 12 feet. You have a shade on the window and it is almost always down but this is a beautiful spring day. You decide to pull up the shade and open the window. The breeze feels wonderful as it moves through the apartment, through your legs and the thin long white t-shirt that you are wearing – and that is all you are wearing. You are just about to change to go out...
Her eyes still sore and burning from the tears she’d been crying from before. The heated argument she has had with her boyfriend sets her in a rage as he leaves the house to go out right after the fight. Veronica (a 5’6 mixed female with 34D breasts, slim waist and small perky ass) decides to get dressed putting on the shortest, tightest dress in her closet. It’s a very thin; almost see through, black and white stripped dress adding high black stilettos to her out fit. With her hair done in a...
Her eyes still sore and burning from the tears she’d been crying from before. The heated argument she has had with her boyfriend sets her in a rage as he leaves the house to go out right after the fight. Veronica (a 5’6 mixed female with 34D breasts, slim waist and small perky ass) decides to get dressed putting on the shortest, tightest dress in her closet. It’s a very thin; almost see through, black and white stripped dress adding high black stilettos to her out fit. With her hair done in a...
We meet at a local coffee shop in your town, having never met face to face but months and months of emails, chats and camming. I was only a little nervous well maybe a lot nervous because I got lost twice and half expected you to call my cell wondering where I was. I finally got there, changed my shoes into my heels instead of runners, and made my way into the coffee shop. I looked around and there weren’t many people there and only one table with a lone male with his back to the door. ...
Pansy loved being a sissy. She loved how she felt mincing hand in hand with her sister in her sky high Fuck Me platform pumps. She loved how completely constricted her tightly laced corset made her feel, and how it seemed to enslave her to a piece of clothing that was controlling her every move. As wonderful as it felt getting closer to her ultra-sissy destiny, if was magnified a thousand times because she was mincing hand in hand down the dirty alley with her sexy older sissy Prissy....
We meet at a local coffee shop in your town, having never met face to face but months and months of emails, chats and camming. I was only a little nervous well maybe a lot nervous because I got lost twice and half expected you to call my cell wondering where I was. I finally got there, changed my shoes into my heels instead of runners, and made my way into the coffee shop. I looked around and there weren’t many people there and only one table with a lone male with his back to the door. ...
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We attended one of those typical art openings, you were asked to assist and perform your usual magic for both the staff and clients. No wonder, you were your normal stunning self, dressed in a fitted black backless dress, black stockings, a small strand of pearls and little else. Your hair was down, catching the halogen lighting in the gallery, made it positively glow. Very few in attendance failed to notice, myself included. People flocked around you like moths to a flame, both men and women...
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Like clockwork. Every morning at ten past five, she runs by the coffee shop window. It is where I first saw her nearly a month ago, jogging, not really running, at a moderate pace, dressed in her running shorts and a tee shirt. I was surprised that she was not in a two hundred dollar spandex running suit, as was the style amongst the attractive, well-to-do runners that I had seen elsewhere. And, she is certainly attractive; there is no quibbling about that. In a few years, she will be the girl...
I was sitting alone in the bar by myself enjoying a pint of good beer and watching the local football match on the telly. Then I saw you walk in with your boyfriend and his mates. You find an empty table by the telly and order a few rounds watching the game. I sit in my corner observing your table- specifically you. I take in your figure, observing you from across the room. You look so enticing in your green-T, leather skirt and high heel platform shoes. Your boyfriend and buddies are...
“The first thing you must know about lap dancing,” Rebecca said, as she walked across the room, inspecting the strength of the pole, and observing the angles of the mirrors, “is that you must have belief. Believe in yourself, believe in your sexual powers.” “Quite the setting you have here.” She complimented, as she elegantly swayed around the pole. “Thank you, Ms. Red Pussycat.” Donna replied meekly. She looked around the finished room, thinking on how different it was from who she really...
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Sunday morning Donna woke up with a shock. Her body tensed in a single second. “HMMM, HHMM.” She tried to scream. She looked wide eyed into the brightly lit room of the hotel. Someone was pushing something in her ass! She tried to move but found she was bound spread eagle belly down on the master bed. Screaming was impossible as she had a large uncomfortable ball gagging her mouth. She lifted her head and looked back. She saw Ms. Brendan dressed in some fetish suit pushing a tube into her...
“My dad got arrested for raping a neighbor girl,” said Tanya with a smile. “I don’t see how that is good,” I said. “I’m going to talk to the prosecutor,” said Tanya. I realized she was going to make sure her father went to jail for something. “I understand,” I told her. I hade many thoughts of Halley. “Its too bad about me and my dad. I might enjoy sex more if he hadn’t,” said Tanya. I could tell she was thinking. “Suzy can I talk to you in another room.” Suzy left Halley alone in her...
The weekend with Robert The bell rang as Donna was busy cleaning up the house. Two weeks of neglect had made it very messy indeed, and her daughters hadn?t helped either. Old pizza was everywhere she found out, and the dust...She opened the door, wondering who it could be. ?Hello Cutty.? Ninon walked inside. She looked at Donna with disgust. ?That?s not the way you planned to see Robert, is it???Of course not, I?m cleaning up the house.? She answered annoyed ?What are you doing here Ninon, you...
During the whole drive, she and Ms. Brendan were kissing and fondling each other. Ms. Brendan lectured her all the time on how she should make-out with her. She was also urging Donna to do the same, and tell her what she liked Ms. Brendan to do with her. As the trip continued, Donna revealed more and more of her sexual desires. In the beginning it were just small things, like where she loved to be touched, how to stroke her skin. But it moved slowly up from her legs, to her belly, up to how...
As subway after subway sped by Ilana sat waiting, getting more and more impacient by the second. It was well past two, and they had agreed on two. Her fingers ached to dial his digits, but something held her back. Maybe it was the sound of another oncoming train, maybe it was the fact that she was shaking. But whatever it was, she didnt have the time, as he stepped from the train onto the platform and they locked gazes. He was even more stunning in person. His hair seemed to flow from the hat...
It was Saturday morning and Donna was out with her children on the gym track at the school. She was very relaxed as she sat alone at their usual table. Lisa was running now and Trixy tried throwing the discus a bit. It was cold outside but not too cold. And she was dressed against the cold: a warm beige fur coat, together with thick black stockings, a red woolen plaid skirt, reaching somewhere hallway her thigh and creeping up higher now she was sitting. High heeled white leather boots, with...
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Když Sára třetí den konečně vstala z postele, cítila se neobyčejně svěží. Zřejmě to způsobil ten celodenní spánek. To však ještě nevěděla, co si na ní Saturňané připravili. Kovová chapadla jí opět připoutala na křeslo určené na pokusy a roboti se začali věnovat sexuálnímu výzkumu jejího těla. Jedním dráždidlem Sáře dráždili klitoris, zatímco další umělý penis se dobýval do hloubi její pochvy a třetí si vzal na starost Sářinu kakaovou dírku. Všichni roboti se v ní tak dokonale doplňovali, že v...
Donna sat at the kitchen table taking a break from her morning duties. She had still so much to do! She looked at her nails to check if she had done them correctly. She had done so five times already in the last minute alone, but she kept forgetting. Her mind couldn’t hold anything anymore; she was so desperate for sleep. And as she sat in the chilly kitchen, she had to constantly rub herself as both her holes itched terrible. She never had had it this bad. Both holes were flaming red. It...
“Come on,” Ms. Brendan said as she practically jumped out of the car. “This going to be fun!” “Fun for who?” Donna thought, as she got out a little bit slower. “Ever been in a sex shop?” Ms. Brendan asked as if she brought a child to a amusement park for the first time. “You’ll like it!” “I’m not so sure about that,” Donna thought as she looked worrisome at her own clothing. “I’ve seen a few already, Ms. Brendan” she said. “How can she let me in such a place dressed like this? It’s not...