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I was enjoying a fun evening with some girlfriends at a local bar, until it was well past time to head back home. The bar was located just a few blocks from my building, so I decline the offer of a car ride from Camilla, my naughtiest girlfriend. Besides, we all had been taking too many margaritas, then a walk was safer for everybody.

The weather had been warmer in the last hours, but now I was feeling cold. Giving a final wave goodbye, the girls got into their car and drove away.
The traffic was very light and the street seemed pretty empty once the sound of their car’s engines faded into the distance.

I started to walk. The air was damp and cold. The street lamps overhead gave a soft, diffused light over the sidewalk and street, throwing doorways and empty store windows into various shades of black and grey murkiness.

I dug my hands deeper into my jacket and felt sorry that I had decided to wear my thinnest silk dress for that night out. The evening cold began to nip at my exposed thighs and I picked up the pace as I made my way down the empty street.

I was just three blocks from home when I became aware of footsteps behind me. I turned my head slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of who it was.
Then I thought if I would be able to run in my high heels, if I had to.

There was just one alley between me and the all night open market I frequented regularly. I decided I could duck in there…

With my confidence restored, I set aside my paranoia and entered the alley. But before I could get clear of the shadows, there was a sudden movement and strong hands yanked me into the darkness.

I gasped as I turned my ankle, tripping sideways as I felt a sharp pain on my right foot. Then I stumbled wildly as I was flanged hard against a brick wall.

With my head ringing, I tried to push away from the wall, but stop when I felt some steely fingers pressing hard into the soft skin at the base of my throat. I was quickly pushed tight against the wall, my arms flailing helplessly against my attacker.

I could not breathe or scream. I could feel my racing heartbeat in my head and felt the panic starting to overwhelm me. Digging my fingers into my attacker's arm I pulled frantically but could not match his physical strength.

The sound of my short gasps rang against the alley walls as he stepped closer, pressing his body against mine.

"Not a sound, bitch" He growled, placing his lips close to my ear. He pulled back a little to look into my face and I could feel his body heat through his pants as he shoved his muscular leg between the bare skin of my thighs.

With his thumb he gently traced a tear down my cheek. I could not help the low moan that escaped my lips as I pressed myself against the brick wall at my back, desperate to get away from his touch.

I closed my eyes, trying desperately to gather my breath.
He pulled my hands down to my side and then gently reached for my face.
His hand moved lower and I tensed as he put the full weight of his hand again on my throat. I could still breathe normally…

The fear was no longer paralyzing; then I began to look around the alley. The lighting was very poor, but I could see that we were far from the street entrance. I grimaced as I realized that I would not be able to escape from him in heels and a twisted ankle.

"Turn around and face the wall". He commanded and a light sob escaped my lips as I obeyed him…
Slowly he wrapped his hand into my curly hair and pulled my head back.

"Hands behind your back, bitch."

The sound of the zip-tie locking around my wrists echoed off the brick walls.
Abruptly he pushed me, pressing my face against the brick uneven surface.

"Stick your ass out". He whispered into my ear and I moved quickly. He kicked my legs apart until I was spread eagle and quietly sobbing.

"Not a sound, do you understand?" "Yes Sir". I whispered very softly.

With his free hand he traced a pattern up the inside of one thigh and down the other. My body shivered as he touched my skin under my skirt.
I was horrified to find my body responding to his touch.

His fingertip slowly slid inside the leg band of my thong. My breathing became ragged as his fingertips left a trail of fire on my cold skin.

His other hand tormented my nipples, rolling and pinching my sensitive nubs until I cried out from the pain. With one hand still pressing my face to the wall, he grabbed the silky fabric of my blouse and quickly yanked it open…

My round firm boobs were now unprotected to his brutal touch.
I started moaning loud as I felt his fingers pinching and pulling my nipples.

I sobbed loudly as he stepped close, pressing his groin into my ass. I could feel him pushing my skirt up further and moan when he slid a knife blade over my hip and under the band of my thong, easily slicing through it.

Then he slowly pulled away the fabric torn pieces of my thong and I could feel the cold night air dancing across my now wet pussy lips. I was in shock.

Grabbing my hair again, he pulled me away from the wall until my back was pressed up against his chest.

"Open your mouth, bitch".

Before I could fully comply he made my mouth wide open, shoving my torn off thong into my mouth with rough fingers. I frantically twisted in his grasp, but my struggle was useless. He ordered me to be still…

I immediately stop struggling; as he held me there for a few moments longer, then slowly he let me down. He turned me again toward the wall, pressing my face to the rough surface.

"Ass out and spread those sexy legs, babe". He yelled at me.
His fingers were merciless. He stroked and pinched, rubbed and pulled everything between my legs. His touch was hot and rough. Then I felt my desire starting to build and spread.

By the time he slipped his rough finger into my hot pussy I was already wet and ready. I felt horrified. But I did not want him to stop…

Then he slipped two fingers in. I could hear my juices slurping as he messaged me deep inside. When he shoved in a third finger, I moaned and grinded my hips against his hand.

I cried out when he suddenly pulled his sweet fingers away and slapped my ass again with this open hand. The pain was excruciating and mixed with the pleasure at the same time…

I heard the sound of a zipper and then his rough fingers were again in my moist cunt. He made bend over by my waist, against some wooden pallets down there.
He pressed my face into the wood, making my ass stick up in the air.
Then he slid his hot, hard cock up the inside of my thighs.

"Tell me you want it". He growled, teasing me with that hard shaft…

I swallowed and gasped, desperate to respond, but could only moan.

"Please Sir… let me have your hard cock…” I begged and he tightened his grip in my hair. Before I could even finished the sentence he shoved his thick cock into my exposed pussy in one hard stroke.
I groaned hard, feeling the ripples start from deep inside. I almost came right then. He might sense it because he paused, pulling me up off the pallets by my hair.

"You will ask permission before you come, slut…”

"Yes Sir". I sighed gratefully, as my tears were running down my cheeks.

Still holding me by the hair, suspended just above the pallets, he began to slowly slide his hard cock all the way into my hot pussy. Then he pulled out almost completely, leaving me to whimper each time. My sensitive nipples brushed the rough wood with his movement, adding to the fire building in my pussy. I was shaking, because I wanted it so bad…

Slowly my attacker began to pick up his pace. I squirmed with the pleasure and pain and his grip hardened. I could feel myself building toward a powerful climax and my gasps turned into sobs as I got closer.

Yanking my head back hard he growled again, "Ask permission first!".

"Please Sir… let me cum, I beg you, please…”. I gasped desperately.

He ignored me, as he quickened his pace in my pussy…

"Are you a slut?" He suddenly growled. "Yes Sir". I whispered in tears...

"Come hard, bitch… cum for me…” He yelled at me.

Then I exploded. The spasms built from deep inside as I gasped curling my toes. He continued to stroke through my orgasm and I could feel a torrent of warmth running down my legs as I melt with a final, exhausted moan.

He was not far behind me. He pounded me harder for a few more strokes and I heard him grunting. He pulled out, letting me fall completely forward, and I felt his burning semen showering my ass cheeks.

I lay spent atop the stack of wooden pallets, aftershocks coursing through my pussy, trying to catch my breath, as his grunts echoed into the darkness.

I alternated between gasps and sobs, letting the energy of the orgasm wash through me while we both rested and tried to catch our breath.

After a few minutes I felt him moving away and then he cut the plastic zip-tie from my wrists.

“That was intense, babe…". He whispered in my ear.

"That was just perfect, my love". I agreed with him.
My loving Victor smiled to me and we pulled out of the dark alley…

“Next time I will let you fuck my asshole…” I told my hubby when we sat down in his car, as he smiled and run his fingers to my wet stretched cunt…

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Seeding Hope Among the AshesChapter 18 A Cold and Lonely Time in a City Once Teeming With Life

While Peter headed south on 11th Avenue, Alice cut over to Columbus. Pedaling the bicycle was difficult due to the slippery snow and intermittent winds which unbalanced her awkward loads. The Metropolitan Opera was still an impressive sight. But the shorter buildings and large open spaces created eddies for the winds to swirl around her. The resulting snowsqualls made vision difficult and slowed her progress. She also kept shifting her bags to improve her balance or reduce the strain. Lassie,...

Cold Play

That’s exactly what a certain dark-blonde woman was doing on a stiflingly hot night. After a rough day at work, not being able to sleep was making her very uncomfortable. Even as she pulled open the refrigerator door, her ripe and young body was covered in nothing but a brown tank-top that clung tightly to her wet curves, barely hiding her assets. She felt the beads of water that were still sliding down her smooth skin, vaporizing and drifting away on unpleasant warm currents of air. She...

Hypothermia can I survive 3 cold women

Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...

Cold

He knocked on my door promptly at 8pm. I opened the door, and his eyes slid quickly down my body. ‘Very nice, but aren’t you going to be cold? It’s only 50 degrees out there.’ I smiled, ‘I’ll be okay.’ He was right – the little black dress and sexy high heels were no match for the breezy spring chill, my coat doing nothing to protect me. However, I kept quiet, hoping he didn’t notice the goosebumps covering my arms. It was a pleasant date, we talked and laughed easily through dinner,...

Its Fucking Cold

The front counter of the bakery is much quieter in the aftermath of the breakfast rush. At the back of the store, men tray up and shuffle pies and sweets ready for lunch, creating their own clamour. Ella can hear the trolleys clanking and the big fridge door opening and closing. Jamie, the chef walks past, winks at her. He's an older man with very little hair and a New Zealand accent, lovely but strange. She doesn't respond, continuing to ready the front of the shop, replenishing bags and...

Hot Fire In The Cold Rain

This is my first story in Indian sex stories. I would like to know your comments and suggestions. Please send me the feedbacks to I am Adityan, aged 45 years, from Kerala. It was a cold night in December. The last bus has passed around nine thirty. I was going to close the shop and go home. My small shop is opposite to a bus stop in the estate by the way side of a road. I usually close the shop after the last bus. Suddenly it started to rain. So I decided to stay the night at the shop. I have...

The Night Is Dark Full of Terrors Is Darkest Before the StormChapter 2

They were still giggling when they entered Kerry’s house. As soon as the door was shut, Dearglil pushed Kerry up against the wall, kissing her hard on the lips. Kerry was surprised and caught unawares, but quickly got into it, returning the passionate kiss. Their school bags dropped to the floor as their arms wrapped around each other. Dearglil moved a hand between Kerry’s thighs, going straight for her pussy, delving into her pants to touch her mons. “You’re still moist.” “I...” “You’re...

The Night Is Dark Full of Terrors Is Darkest Before the StormChapter 3

Her parents were drinking again. Wendy hoped that there was enough for them to pass out. Especially her father. Fear kept her awake, listening to the clink of bottles. Subconsciously, her fingertips traced the bruise on her arm. The latest of many. The clock on the bedside table turned midnight, as she heard footsteps on the stairs. Don’t stop, don’t stop... She silently pleaded. The footsteps stopped. Maybe there was a chance... Her bedroom door opened, the bottom dragging heavily against...

Dark Days Darkest Before the DawnChapter 2

Saturday morning, I woke and rolled over to look at the clock on the bedside table. Somehow, I wasn’t all that shocked to see it was barely five in the morning. My dreams had been filled with Jake Reilly. Sometimes he was fifty feet tall and breathed fire, sometimes he was regular sized, but the voice that came from his mouth was his son Everett’s. In one dream, the man just broke down and cried. Nothing he said made sense and it caused him to cry even harder. The whole time, Rene sat there...

Dark Days Darkest Before the DawnChapter 4

The next morning, we were up early, retracing our steps to the heliport. Jake thought we should go ahead and hit River Ranch in Killeen so he had arranged for the helicopter to take us. It was a two-hour drive or forty minutes in a Helicopter, though the ranch was actually not in Killeen. It was outside the hilariously named town of Ding Dong, Texas, just south of Killeen and the huge army base of Fort Hood. The ranch was centered on the Lampasas River which meandered through the property...

Dark Days Darkest Before the DawnChapter 6

It was Friday and Alan and Debbie had asked me at lunch if they could get a ride. Their parents were up in Fort Lauderdale at some event and wouldn’t be back until late that night and it had been raining all day. The bus ride that morning hadn’t been too bad, but they were dreading the one int the afternoon. When I suggested they come and hang out at my place this afternoon, eat dinner with me and my uncle, they were all for it. I had a desktop PC, an Xbox One and a PS4 in my room, so if...

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