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ZQ felt good as she walked down the street. She knew she looked hot, she'd gone to a lot of trouble to make sure she did, after all her and Rapboy had been planning this for ages and now it was finally going to happen.
Rapboy was the only person she'd ever told about her **** fantasty, and she never really thought she would fulfill it, but after all the hours of online chat they'd arranged to make it happen.
The echo of her heels echoing down the empty street were like rythmic gunshots at this late hour, 2 am, as she strode purposefully, strutting her stuff along the deserted high street.
Despite the late November chill she was wearing very little as per Rapboys instructions. Very skimpy black lace matching bra and thong, thin white cotton blouse, figure hugging micro skirt that barely reached the tops of her sheer black stockings and her favourite fuck me heels completed the slutty look she had worked so hard to perfect that evening. Her shoulder length black hair hung loose around her pale face, beautifully made up with lashings of thick mascara and black eyeliner, finished off with luxuriously glossy deep red lipstick. Blouse undone just enough to reveal her plump cleavage (courtesy of the very pretty half cup push up bra) and with an enticing flash of bare thigh exposed with each purposeful stride she looked and felt every inch the slut she intended to be.
It was'nt just the chill air that wafted against her freshly shaved pussy through the thin lace of her thong that hardened her nipples this night. The anticipation of being forcibly taken and forced to do degrading things in public was making her pussy tingle, and judging by the warmth she was beginning to feel between her legs, she was already getting wet.
She had no idea what Rapboy looked like, she'd only seen his profile pic, and that only showed his cock, but that would only add to the realism of it all. Meeting this late and in an unpopulated part of the city should ensure that they would be the only people in the area while keeping the realism of the "****".
They had'nt specified the exact location of the act, just the street it would happen on but ZQ could'nt see anyone and was beginning to wish they'd traded mobile numbers, like Rapboy had asked, when she spied a shadowy figure standing in a darkened shop doorway, immediately adjacent to a dark alley way. As she neared she could make out that he was wearing a baseball cap pulled low shading his face, hoodie, sweatpants and scruffy trainers. He looked rough and dangerous, perfect, her stomach flipped a little and another wave of warmth tickled her pussy.
Looking straight ahead, as if she had'nt noticed him in the doorway, she marched past until she was standing directly in front of the entrance to the alleyway. Stopping, she bent over, legs perfectly straight and slightly apart as if she were adjusting an imaginary strap on her shoe. The tiny skirt rose up giving her unseen assailant a good view of her small but perfectly round bum and hopefully a glimpse of her barely covered, lace clad pussy.
As she straightened up, arms down by her side wriggling her skirt back down a hand came from behing and clamped around her mouth as the other arm came round, circling her waist, clamping both her arms to her sides and lifting her forcibly off her feet.
Within seconds she was being whisked off into the darkness of the alleyway, far from the reach of the streetlights, before being pushed face first up against a wall, head tipped back by the hand over her mouth while the body of her attacker pressed against her from behind, pinning her against the wall. The other arm released it's grip around, working quickly to catch both her wrists in one big strong hand and hold them firm behind her back.
ZQ's heart was racing and her stomach was turning over, half from excitement and half from fear. Because it really was scary. Even though they'd planned this it was very real, more real than she'd anticipated, but that only added to the excitement. She could feel the rough brickwork on her taught stomach through the thin cotton of her blouse, her boobs were being squashed and her thighs were held firm aginst the wall by the weight of his body behind her. She could feel pressure of his cock pressing against the small of her back, not hard, a soft lump of warmth against her.
Her nipples were so hard, despite the uncomfortable squishing her boobs were undergoing and the heat was building in a delicious tingle in her crotch. Her wrists ached where he squeezed them and her neck was getting sore because the unnatural angle he was forcing it back to. The pain and the cold was making her eyes water, tears ran down her cheeks, but it all felt so good, so real and so fucking hot!
Rapboy's mouth was next to her ear, breathing heavily, whether from the effort of draggin her into the alley or excitement or both she did'nt know. He smelled strongly of nicotine and beer, not something she normally found attractive but for tonight it was exactly what she wanted. No clean cut gentleman for her tonight, she wanted to be used and abused, ravaged and degraded by a rough low life scumbag, the rougher the better, and Rapboy was playing his part perfectly.
"Relax babe" he whispered in her ear and she nearly laughed, even though she was expecting this, had planned it all, her heart was hammering in her chest, it was still a litlle scary and it was making her so horny. She was absolutely dying for him to take her now, to get on with it and treat her like a slut, bend her over and fuck her forcibly, the very thought of it further stimulating her.
"Don't make a sound, don't look at my face and don't struggle. You won't get hurt if you do as I say." he carried on. "All dressed up like that I'm sure you gonna like what I've got in mind for you" he whispered, letting go a little chuckle as he pressed harder against her, pressing his cock into her back, she could feel it getting a little harder now. Man, he was good at this.
The hand holding her wrists let go and moved to the hem of her skirt, tugging it up over her waist and exposing the soft white flesh of her buttocks to the chill winter air. It felt delicious as the hard calloused skin of his hand roughly squeezed and stroked her arse cheeks, large rough fingers forcing their way into her butt crack, roughly rubbing the string of her thong against her bum hole before sliding down to press and rub her wet pussy through the thin fabric of her panties.
Cupping her pussy in her hand he jerked her backwards, causing her to shuffle back in her heels and put her hands against the wall to keep her balance. The hand against her mouth was still gripping tightly, her lips were numb and her cheeks stinging from the cold where tears were still streaming from her eyes.
The hand on her pussy was pressing hard now, rubbing, almost painfully, the friction of the lace on her wet plump lips was abrasive but at the same time extremely arousing and soon her assailant was hooking two fingers inside the gusset, tugging the skimpy thong halfway down her thighs, exposing her smooth wet snatch fully to the cold air.
Rapboy kicked her feet apart while tugging down her thong and now she was standing with hands planted against the wall, head tipped back, back arched and feet wide apart. Her skirt up around her waist and knickers halfway down her legs. Aches were appearing all over her body due to the extreme position she was being forced to hold, but it felt good. She had no control over the situation, it was all up to Rapboy, he could do with her as he wished and there was nothing she could do about it. The hand on her mouth was clamped so tight that not even the slightest sound would escape the alleyway even if she had wanted it to, and the posture he had forced her into made it impossible for her to resist him. She was so glad she'd agreed to this, it was better than she could ever have imagined.
Rapboy's hand was stroking and squeezing the soft skin of her inner thigh, skin made more sensitive by the cold air, his rough fingers brushing against her pussy as they travelled up her leg. Another pulse of warmth and a flutter in the pit of her stomach, ZQ was beginning to ache for something inside her, the familiar tingling inside told her she must be dripping wet.
But Rapboy was'nt giving it up so easily, his hand went round to her boob and began to squeeze her over her blouse, stroking and pinching her nipple as he went.
In the act of reaching round he was now pressing against her, his cock, now hard, pressing against her naked arse through his sweatpants. It felt good, it felt big, bigger than it looked online.
Rapboy was kneading and mashing her boob, squeezing painfully and really pinching her nipple, making her eyes stream some more. It was painful, but in her heightened state of arousal it felt good.
He was getting rougher now, and judging by the the way his cock was hardening against her butt cheek, more excited too. Grasping the front of her blouse in his fist, he yanked down violently, ripping off buttons and exposing her breasts and stomach. Immediately his hand was tugging at her bra cup, dragging it down and popping out one of her breasts. Clamping his thumb and forefinger on her nipple he pinched and stretched it, twisting it with such force she shuddered, and grunted against his restraining hand at the almost unbearable pain.
He was rubbing against her now, sliding the bulge of his erection up and down against her bum crack, the soft warm material of his sweatpants sliding easily against her cold skin.
Giving her nipple a final squeeze and tug before releasing it, he began to pull down his pants, releasing his cock.
The relief from having her nipple released sent another hot flush coursing through ZQ's lower abdomen, the feel of the tip of his engorged cock bouncing against her pussy lips and inner thighs as he tugged his pants down caused a tingle and an ache inside that was almost unbearable. She needed his cock inside her now, hard and rough. She needed to be slammed and quickly.
Rapboy had his cock in his hand and was touching it against her pussy, lifting it up and down along her lips, separating them and wetting the head of his cock. It felt big, very big, and ZQ was beginning to wonder if it was going to hurt when he pushed it inside her. She certainly hoped so. The ache in her pussy was so deep now, matching the ache in her neck, back and legs. But it was good, the adrenaline racing through her blood stream and the anticipation of being roughly taken in a back alley by a complete stranger was turning her on like she had never been turned on before.
He had stopped rubbing his cock up and down and was now pressing against the entrance to her soaking wet, aching hole. Her swollen lips were parted around the tip of his huge bell end and the pressure against her opening was blissful and torturous at the same time. If he did'nt have his hand over her mouth she would be begging him to fuck her right now, mentally she was willing him to ram that big fat cock into her, gaging for it in a way she never believed she could. And he did.
After a moments pause that to her seemed to last forever he thrust his hips forward, filling her with one hard thrust, sliding easily into her slippery pussy and banging the head of his erection against her cervix. Her body stiffened with the shock of being suddenly so full of him, his cock was longer and fatter than anything she'd ever known. She stretched around him and felt the sting as she tore slightly, so large was his cock, but it felt delicious. So aroused was she that no amount of pain could detract from the pleasure she felt right now. The walls of her pussy clenched again and again as he thrust inside her over and over. Hard and fast he thrust into her, reaching round to squeeze and pinch her boob and nipple as he did so. Her pussy ached from the stretching and her cervix throbbed from the continuous pounding from his massive head. As she felt a wet finger start to rub and wiggle it's way into her tight arse hole she felt the rippling wave after wave of heat and pleasure building to orgasm. The finger in her arse became two and they were pumping and stretching that tiny hole with the same speed and ferocity as his cock was hammering her pussy. She could feel the thin wall between her vagina and her colon being squeezed from both sides and waves of pleasure were washing over her as she experienced the strongest, longest, most intense orgasm she'd ever had. She could feel a warm trickle, rapidly cooling, on her inner thighs as she grunted and moaned in extasy against the hand firmly clamped over her mouth. She could taste blood and realised she must have bitten her tongue. Throughout her orgasm she could feel no pain or cold just the warm and satisfying glow of pleasure, but as she heard Rapboy begin to grunt and pant, his thrusts slowing slightly and becoming more jerky she realised he was about to come. With a final deep thrust and a long drawn out groan he shot his load. Pressing against her with his cock buried deep inside her she could feel him twitch inside her with each spurt.
For a few moments they were frozen, ZQ could hear Rapboy panting as he tried to catch his breath and then he was sliding out of her, wiping his wet cock on her skirt as he tugged at his sweatpants, pulling them up. He leaned forward, placing his mouth against her cheek and again she smelled nicotine and beer, "I reckon you enjoyed that babe" he whispered, "I'm going now, but you're going to wait five minutes before you leave. Got that?"
ZQ attempted a nod but the way he was still forcing her head back she could'nt, but he could feel it. With that he let go of her mouth and was gone.
ZQ collapsed to her knees, kneeling on the cold concrete and facing the wall. The palms of her hand stung, they were grazed from rubbing on the coarse brickwork as he slammed her, her back, neck, shoulders and thighs ached like hell. Her pussy was stinging and both her pussy and arse felt bruised inside. Her tongue was sore and felt a little swollen where she'd bitten it. Her lip felt like it had split when he'd been holding her mouth and she felt a drop of blood run down to her chin.
She knelt where she was for a few moments, knickers round her knees, skirt around her waste, blouse torn open and one bruised and battered boob hanging out of her ruined bra.
She must have looked a complete mess, but she felt amazing. Everything hurt but she felt satisfied like she never had before. Sex had never felt so good and she doubted it ever would again.
After a moment she got herself together, rearranged her clothes as best she could and started for home, holding her buttonless blouse together as she walked, hoping to God that no one saw her in this state.
Twenty minutes later ZQ was home and still buzzing from her adventure, she showered and tidied herself up, but before she went to bed she had to send Rapboy a message telling him how good he'd been.
She logged on and was surprised to see Rapboy had messaged her already. She opened the chat window, he'd sent it just after she'd left to meet him.
Rapboy: "Sorry babe can't make it tonight, something's come up."
Rapboy was the only person she'd ever told about her **** fantasty, and she never really thought she would fulfill it, but after all the hours of online chat they'd arranged to make it happen.
The echo of her heels echoing down the empty street were like rythmic gunshots at this late hour, 2 am, as she strode purposefully, strutting her stuff along the deserted high street.
Despite the late November chill she was wearing very little as per Rapboys instructions. Very skimpy black lace matching bra and thong, thin white cotton blouse, figure hugging micro skirt that barely reached the tops of her sheer black stockings and her favourite fuck me heels completed the slutty look she had worked so hard to perfect that evening. Her shoulder length black hair hung loose around her pale face, beautifully made up with lashings of thick mascara and black eyeliner, finished off with luxuriously glossy deep red lipstick. Blouse undone just enough to reveal her plump cleavage (courtesy of the very pretty half cup push up bra) and with an enticing flash of bare thigh exposed with each purposeful stride she looked and felt every inch the slut she intended to be.
It was'nt just the chill air that wafted against her freshly shaved pussy through the thin lace of her thong that hardened her nipples this night. The anticipation of being forcibly taken and forced to do degrading things in public was making her pussy tingle, and judging by the warmth she was beginning to feel between her legs, she was already getting wet.
She had no idea what Rapboy looked like, she'd only seen his profile pic, and that only showed his cock, but that would only add to the realism of it all. Meeting this late and in an unpopulated part of the city should ensure that they would be the only people in the area while keeping the realism of the "****".
They had'nt specified the exact location of the act, just the street it would happen on but ZQ could'nt see anyone and was beginning to wish they'd traded mobile numbers, like Rapboy had asked, when she spied a shadowy figure standing in a darkened shop doorway, immediately adjacent to a dark alley way. As she neared she could make out that he was wearing a baseball cap pulled low shading his face, hoodie, sweatpants and scruffy trainers. He looked rough and dangerous, perfect, her stomach flipped a little and another wave of warmth tickled her pussy.
Looking straight ahead, as if she had'nt noticed him in the doorway, she marched past until she was standing directly in front of the entrance to the alleyway. Stopping, she bent over, legs perfectly straight and slightly apart as if she were adjusting an imaginary strap on her shoe. The tiny skirt rose up giving her unseen assailant a good view of her small but perfectly round bum and hopefully a glimpse of her barely covered, lace clad pussy.
As she straightened up, arms down by her side wriggling her skirt back down a hand came from behing and clamped around her mouth as the other arm came round, circling her waist, clamping both her arms to her sides and lifting her forcibly off her feet.
Within seconds she was being whisked off into the darkness of the alleyway, far from the reach of the streetlights, before being pushed face first up against a wall, head tipped back by the hand over her mouth while the body of her attacker pressed against her from behind, pinning her against the wall. The other arm released it's grip around, working quickly to catch both her wrists in one big strong hand and hold them firm behind her back.
ZQ's heart was racing and her stomach was turning over, half from excitement and half from fear. Because it really was scary. Even though they'd planned this it was very real, more real than she'd anticipated, but that only added to the excitement. She could feel the rough brickwork on her taught stomach through the thin cotton of her blouse, her boobs were being squashed and her thighs were held firm aginst the wall by the weight of his body behind her. She could feel pressure of his cock pressing against the small of her back, not hard, a soft lump of warmth against her.
Her nipples were so hard, despite the uncomfortable squishing her boobs were undergoing and the heat was building in a delicious tingle in her crotch. Her wrists ached where he squeezed them and her neck was getting sore because the unnatural angle he was forcing it back to. The pain and the cold was making her eyes water, tears ran down her cheeks, but it all felt so good, so real and so fucking hot!
Rapboy's mouth was next to her ear, breathing heavily, whether from the effort of draggin her into the alley or excitement or both she did'nt know. He smelled strongly of nicotine and beer, not something she normally found attractive but for tonight it was exactly what she wanted. No clean cut gentleman for her tonight, she wanted to be used and abused, ravaged and degraded by a rough low life scumbag, the rougher the better, and Rapboy was playing his part perfectly.
"Relax babe" he whispered in her ear and she nearly laughed, even though she was expecting this, had planned it all, her heart was hammering in her chest, it was still a litlle scary and it was making her so horny. She was absolutely dying for him to take her now, to get on with it and treat her like a slut, bend her over and fuck her forcibly, the very thought of it further stimulating her.
"Don't make a sound, don't look at my face and don't struggle. You won't get hurt if you do as I say." he carried on. "All dressed up like that I'm sure you gonna like what I've got in mind for you" he whispered, letting go a little chuckle as he pressed harder against her, pressing his cock into her back, she could feel it getting a little harder now. Man, he was good at this.
The hand holding her wrists let go and moved to the hem of her skirt, tugging it up over her waist and exposing the soft white flesh of her buttocks to the chill winter air. It felt delicious as the hard calloused skin of his hand roughly squeezed and stroked her arse cheeks, large rough fingers forcing their way into her butt crack, roughly rubbing the string of her thong against her bum hole before sliding down to press and rub her wet pussy through the thin fabric of her panties.
Cupping her pussy in her hand he jerked her backwards, causing her to shuffle back in her heels and put her hands against the wall to keep her balance. The hand against her mouth was still gripping tightly, her lips were numb and her cheeks stinging from the cold where tears were still streaming from her eyes.
The hand on her pussy was pressing hard now, rubbing, almost painfully, the friction of the lace on her wet plump lips was abrasive but at the same time extremely arousing and soon her assailant was hooking two fingers inside the gusset, tugging the skimpy thong halfway down her thighs, exposing her smooth wet snatch fully to the cold air.
Rapboy kicked her feet apart while tugging down her thong and now she was standing with hands planted against the wall, head tipped back, back arched and feet wide apart. Her skirt up around her waist and knickers halfway down her legs. Aches were appearing all over her body due to the extreme position she was being forced to hold, but it felt good. She had no control over the situation, it was all up to Rapboy, he could do with her as he wished and there was nothing she could do about it. The hand on her mouth was clamped so tight that not even the slightest sound would escape the alleyway even if she had wanted it to, and the posture he had forced her into made it impossible for her to resist him. She was so glad she'd agreed to this, it was better than she could ever have imagined.
Rapboy's hand was stroking and squeezing the soft skin of her inner thigh, skin made more sensitive by the cold air, his rough fingers brushing against her pussy as they travelled up her leg. Another pulse of warmth and a flutter in the pit of her stomach, ZQ was beginning to ache for something inside her, the familiar tingling inside told her she must be dripping wet.
But Rapboy was'nt giving it up so easily, his hand went round to her boob and began to squeeze her over her blouse, stroking and pinching her nipple as he went.
In the act of reaching round he was now pressing against her, his cock, now hard, pressing against her naked arse through his sweatpants. It felt good, it felt big, bigger than it looked online.
Rapboy was kneading and mashing her boob, squeezing painfully and really pinching her nipple, making her eyes stream some more. It was painful, but in her heightened state of arousal it felt good.
He was getting rougher now, and judging by the the way his cock was hardening against her butt cheek, more excited too. Grasping the front of her blouse in his fist, he yanked down violently, ripping off buttons and exposing her breasts and stomach. Immediately his hand was tugging at her bra cup, dragging it down and popping out one of her breasts. Clamping his thumb and forefinger on her nipple he pinched and stretched it, twisting it with such force she shuddered, and grunted against his restraining hand at the almost unbearable pain.
He was rubbing against her now, sliding the bulge of his erection up and down against her bum crack, the soft warm material of his sweatpants sliding easily against her cold skin.
Giving her nipple a final squeeze and tug before releasing it, he began to pull down his pants, releasing his cock.
The relief from having her nipple released sent another hot flush coursing through ZQ's lower abdomen, the feel of the tip of his engorged cock bouncing against her pussy lips and inner thighs as he tugged his pants down caused a tingle and an ache inside that was almost unbearable. She needed his cock inside her now, hard and rough. She needed to be slammed and quickly.
Rapboy had his cock in his hand and was touching it against her pussy, lifting it up and down along her lips, separating them and wetting the head of his cock. It felt big, very big, and ZQ was beginning to wonder if it was going to hurt when he pushed it inside her. She certainly hoped so. The ache in her pussy was so deep now, matching the ache in her neck, back and legs. But it was good, the adrenaline racing through her blood stream and the anticipation of being roughly taken in a back alley by a complete stranger was turning her on like she had never been turned on before.
He had stopped rubbing his cock up and down and was now pressing against the entrance to her soaking wet, aching hole. Her swollen lips were parted around the tip of his huge bell end and the pressure against her opening was blissful and torturous at the same time. If he did'nt have his hand over her mouth she would be begging him to fuck her right now, mentally she was willing him to ram that big fat cock into her, gaging for it in a way she never believed she could. And he did.
After a moments pause that to her seemed to last forever he thrust his hips forward, filling her with one hard thrust, sliding easily into her slippery pussy and banging the head of his erection against her cervix. Her body stiffened with the shock of being suddenly so full of him, his cock was longer and fatter than anything she'd ever known. She stretched around him and felt the sting as she tore slightly, so large was his cock, but it felt delicious. So aroused was she that no amount of pain could detract from the pleasure she felt right now. The walls of her pussy clenched again and again as he thrust inside her over and over. Hard and fast he thrust into her, reaching round to squeeze and pinch her boob and nipple as he did so. Her pussy ached from the stretching and her cervix throbbed from the continuous pounding from his massive head. As she felt a wet finger start to rub and wiggle it's way into her tight arse hole she felt the rippling wave after wave of heat and pleasure building to orgasm. The finger in her arse became two and they were pumping and stretching that tiny hole with the same speed and ferocity as his cock was hammering her pussy. She could feel the thin wall between her vagina and her colon being squeezed from both sides and waves of pleasure were washing over her as she experienced the strongest, longest, most intense orgasm she'd ever had. She could feel a warm trickle, rapidly cooling, on her inner thighs as she grunted and moaned in extasy against the hand firmly clamped over her mouth. She could taste blood and realised she must have bitten her tongue. Throughout her orgasm she could feel no pain or cold just the warm and satisfying glow of pleasure, but as she heard Rapboy begin to grunt and pant, his thrusts slowing slightly and becoming more jerky she realised he was about to come. With a final deep thrust and a long drawn out groan he shot his load. Pressing against her with his cock buried deep inside her she could feel him twitch inside her with each spurt.
For a few moments they were frozen, ZQ could hear Rapboy panting as he tried to catch his breath and then he was sliding out of her, wiping his wet cock on her skirt as he tugged at his sweatpants, pulling them up. He leaned forward, placing his mouth against her cheek and again she smelled nicotine and beer, "I reckon you enjoyed that babe" he whispered, "I'm going now, but you're going to wait five minutes before you leave. Got that?"
ZQ attempted a nod but the way he was still forcing her head back she could'nt, but he could feel it. With that he let go of her mouth and was gone.
ZQ collapsed to her knees, kneeling on the cold concrete and facing the wall. The palms of her hand stung, they were grazed from rubbing on the coarse brickwork as he slammed her, her back, neck, shoulders and thighs ached like hell. Her pussy was stinging and both her pussy and arse felt bruised inside. Her tongue was sore and felt a little swollen where she'd bitten it. Her lip felt like it had split when he'd been holding her mouth and she felt a drop of blood run down to her chin.
She knelt where she was for a few moments, knickers round her knees, skirt around her waste, blouse torn open and one bruised and battered boob hanging out of her ruined bra.
She must have looked a complete mess, but she felt amazing. Everything hurt but she felt satisfied like she never had before. Sex had never felt so good and she doubted it ever would again.
After a moment she got herself together, rearranged her clothes as best she could and started for home, holding her buttonless blouse together as she walked, hoping to God that no one saw her in this state.
Twenty minutes later ZQ was home and still buzzing from her adventure, she showered and tidied herself up, but before she went to bed she had to send Rapboy a message telling him how good he'd been.
She logged on and was surprised to see Rapboy had messaged her already. She opened the chat window, he'd sent it just after she'd left to meet him.
Rapboy: "Sorry babe can't make it tonight, something's come up."
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