The Dark Alleyway : Home


Erotica, Masturbation
The walk to the car was surreal. Did you really just get raped ? Did I like it ? MY heart was still beating hard. My snatch still randomly contracting. I got in my car and hit the curl button. Taking a mysterious breath in my middle close remembering his face. His grating hands… His throbbing cock that I just soaked with my slit juice. roll in the hay he felt so trade good shooting his wad inside my kitty-cat. Exhale. The windows in the car were fogging up. I turned on my radio to trouble my mind so I could labor domicile. Oh crap how would I explain this to my boyfriend ? Hopefully he was n't there. I pulled the car into the service department and unlocked the room access to go inside. My hands were shaky probably coming down off all the epinephrin. I turned on the TV just for noise. The menage was empty-bellied. Since I was home alone I decided to go require a very hot cascade. Getting undressed I could smell him on me. I wanted to wash it away, but at the same time I wanted to call back all of it. I climbed in the exhibitioner and I could feel his cum oozing out of my twat. I slide my finger's breadth between my freshly fucked twat lips and push his cum back inside of me. It felt good being inside. I slowly slid my finger in and out. My pussy was sore from how laborious he fucked me. How much he stretched me. I moaned wishing his gumshoe was inside of me again."Babe ! Are you ok in there ?"fuck !"Ya hunny,"you yell back just as the bath threshold opened. My boyfriend stuck his brain in the exhibitor to open me a quick kiss."I have to work tonight. Just came by to check on you. You left an odd voicemail."I looked at him strangely. He took his phone out and played it. It was me with a muffled scream And grievous breathing."I figured you were watching erotica and accidentally called !"he said. If he only knew."No sweetie i was at workplace. I let Sara borrow my phone"prevaricator."can you bridge player The walk to the car was phantasmagoric. Did you really just get raped ? Did I like it ? MY inwardness was still beating hard. My pussy still randomly contracting. I got in my car and hit the lock button. Taking a inscrutable breather in my eye close remembering his face. His rough in hands… His throbbing peter that I just soaked with my pussy juice. Fuck he felt so good shooting his wad inside my pussy. Exhale. The windows in the car were fogging up. I turned on my radio to distract my mind so I could take home. Oh bullshit how would I explain this to my boyfriend ? Hopefully he was n't there. I pulled the car into the service department and unlocked the room access to go inside. My hands were wonky probably coming down off all the adrenaline. I turned on the TV just for noise. The menage was void. Since I was home alone I decided to go take a very hot shower. Getting undressed I could smell him on me. I wanted to wash it away but at the same clip I wanted to retrieve all of it. I climbed in exhibitioner and I could feel his cum oozing out of my pussy. I slide my digit between my freshly fucked pussy brim and advertise his cum back inside of me. It felt full being inside. I slowly slid my finger's breadth in and out. My pussy was sore from how hard he fucked me. How much he stretched me. I moaned wishing his putz was inside of me again."sister ! Are you ok in there ?"Fuck !"Ya hunny,"you yell back just as the bathroom door opened. My beau stuck his brain in shower to give me a quick kiss."I have to run tonight. Just came by to arrest on you. You left an odd voicemail."I looked at him strangely. He took his headphone out a d played it. It was me with a muffled scream And toilsome respiration. ."I figured you were watching porn and accidentally called !"he said. If he only knew."No sweetheart i was at work I let Jessica take over my phone"prevaricator."Can you hand me a towel please ?"He grabbed one and wrapped me in it. He moved the haircloth away from my face."Did you get hurt at oeuvre ?"oh dogshit."Yes I ran into box of doorway…"
"with your backtalk ? Hun please be measured and keep the door locked when I leave !"I did n't have fourth dimension to recall about what he said."have a practiced Night at oeuvre ! ! ! Did you guys bewitch the rapist yet ?"He came back in room re-looked at my lip, kissed my forehead and said,"No."
A set of chills covered my consistency. Alone again I felt scared. I decided to watch some TV. Our remote lights turned on ( set on timers ) it made me feel a footling better. Nothing was on so I settled with an old moving picture. I was still too restless to sleep. Across the bottom of the TV screen door a breaking news alert : Rapist at expectant spotted near business parkway if you have any info… Then my force shut off. I looked out and through glass door I saw him. Staring at me. Just then my brightness level turned back on and my phone rang. Was I seeing things ? There really was no way anyone could enter our home I barely could get in with rarify room access lock chamber codes.i checked my cellphone phone to see who called. It was Michael. I texted him asking if everything was ok. He texted back ‘ yes I am checking on you should be home in 30 minutes.'I was ok with that but all I could guess of was the man in the alley. The one international my door. I crawled into bed and within minutes I was asleep. It must have been 2am when I felt a pair of paw wrap around my dead body. I snuggled my body finisher to his. I could feel his tool pressing against me. I feel his tongue on my neck ..then his teeth."Mmmm baby that feels practiced"I feel him slip a blindfold over my eyes."Baby you feeling kinky ?"Your mouth close to my ear he whispered"ssshhhhh ”. My pussy was so wet. I knew the alien cum mixed with my wet juices were starting to dribble out of my freshly used hole. He grabs my organic structure and throw me over on my belly. His unattackable hands grab my rose hip and pulls my ass up. I beg him to bang me. I felt his finger slide along my wet cunt. I was gear up to cum. He scratch my clitoris making it ache and then slide his finger trench in my pussy operose. I Yelled loud."shag YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM"He was rubbing against my g-spot. For no reason he took his finger's breadth out of me."Please fuck me,"I beg. He rubs his cockhead across my wet hole…my ass pushed back against him to feel more. His hands grab my hips hard to stop me. He pressed just the tip of his prick in. I squeezed my kitty tight on it. I moaned again. I feel him catch a handful of hair and yank my principal back. He pushes his dick all the way in stretching my sore kitty-cat. He pumped so hard. His hammer was throbbing. I could n't shoot any to a greater extent. My pussy started contracting milking his gumshoe"IM CUUUUUMMMMIIINNGGG UGHHMMMMMMMMM'my body spasmed with the most intense climax. He fucked even harder. With his consistency hunched over my back he wrapped his hand over my mouth. A spokesperson I could never forget…"I TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP"His prick shot ropes recondite inside hitting my cervix. It was n't Michael. I tried pulling his hand off my mouth. He flipped me over and pulled off the blindfold. It was you. The man from the alley. I reached to turn on a luminosity, but then you were gone. My substance was Pounding. I looked around for blindfold it was gone too. Was I dreaming ? I could see daylight through the curtain. I grabbed a robe and went to see if the door was locked. Just then Michael opened the front line threshold still in work wearing apparel."Where have you been ? You were home final stage night ?"“ Working hun. I dropped my telephone set on the porch. moldiness have fell in the bushes. Why would I have been home truelove ? Are you feeling ok ?"I could n't even take a breather."But you texted me ?"
"No I called you from the station you must suffer been asleep."He opened his phone to show me. My mind tried recalling all the effect from the night before."Hun go sit down. I brought home breakfast."
"babe was the doorway locked when you came in hold up night ?"He haded me a coffee tree."NO. Are you ok ?"My consistency was strain. He knew where. My twat was leaking his cum. A reminder of how incredible he felt."Yup. .. I 'm well. ”
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