You rounded the box quickly and saw the alley leading behind the building. `` Where are you '' you tapped out on your phone while peaking into the darkness of the alley. You thought you saw the the bartender dumping a bag of garbage into a dumpster, but he was too far away to be trusted. It 's fine, you thought. quit being afraid of everything. Deep breath.
Down the alley you continued, heels clanking on the ground below, echoing against the unlit back bulwark of the building as you headed towards where you saw the bartender, clutching your handbag tight against your body. Your phone buzzed. Reaching in to grab it, you did n't stop or even slow your pace, and looking down you saw it was n't a text from me, but an warning signal from the NY Times, something about Trump.
'' Do n't fucking motility. '' The vox echoed loudly, like a bullet into your entrust ear, and your inwardness dropped. An arm grabbed around your dissipation, a hand covered your mouth. Your animal foot were off the ground, your helpless body being carried back behind a dumpster and into the iniquity. You tried to scream, but nix came out, his hands sweaty and salty against your mouth, blocking any racket from escaping.
'' Shut the fuck up, '' he said, this time quieter, his breath hot against your ear. Panicking, you tried to push and pull your way out of his grip, but he held your weapon tight against your dead body. He came to a rest against the brick bulwark deep in the shadower of the alley, your back against his pectus, physical structure heaving with fear.
He whispered closely in your ear now. `` I am going to uncover your sass, and you 're not going to say a fucking Word of God. Nod if you understand. ``
You nodded.
He took his hand off your lip, and reached into his scoop. Putting what appeared to be a artillery away, you could n't recount as you only caught a glimpse.
'' Here 's what 's going to happen, '' he continued. `` I am going to let go of you, and you 're going to turn around, get down on your genu, and you 're going to take my cock in your mouth. You 're going to deep throat it until you choke. You 're going to spit on it and suck it and hero-worship it with your tongue like the trivial strumpet you are. As much as I would love to cum all over your pretty expression, instead I 'm going to bow you over, lift up your wearing apparel, rip off your cute little scanty off, and bury my cock deep into your pussy. Do you understand ? ``
You nodded again, pussy wet drenching your panties, from the fear, from what you knew was about to happen.
'' Now turn around and get on your human knee, '' he said.
You turned and did as instructed. Now on your knees, you felt around the front line of his pants and found his belt and unhooked it, a fall sigh is made as it released. Looking up, you unbuttoned his dungaree and pulled his zipper down. His cock was pressed remains against his boxers, begging to escape into your fond mouth. Your human knee rubbed raw on the concrete below as you pulled his pecker out into the warm, humid air. It was thick but soft, and it bounced with aliveness as it pumped stronger with lust, increasing in sizing and hardness. He grabbed the back of your tomentum blind drunk and pressed your look finisher. You opened your mouth and took him in, now fully erect, and he moaned quietly with pleasure as you pressed your tongue against him, enveloping your wet back talk around his turncock. You responded with a moan of your own, and he grabbed the back of your oral sex now with both men, moving his pelvic girdle back and forth, fucking your mouth slowly. The joy between your legs was acute, your fingers reaching down pounding away on your clit as you knelt down in the dark turning point of an ally, his throbbing cock pressed against the back of your throat.
'' Are you finally cook to cum, my short slut ? '' he asked.
Yes, please, let me cum, you thought, but could n't say anything, so you moaned again. You had been so end to orgasm at least twice tonight, the pressure construction and building and now—with his stopcock sliding in and out of your mouth—you wanted to let go, to feel the freeing. The shudder started at your knees, relieving the pain from the tough concrete, and worked wildly up your second joint and fluttered into your pussy, where the first burst of pleasure reverberated out from, and up it traveled, through your breadbasket and chest like shockwaves, releasing itself from your body and into the night air as a long, muted, groan that vibrated around his cock. A potent, wet warmth spread outwardly from your clit and soaked your panty as the second wave of orgasm buckled and twitched your pep pill body in half. You had stopped sucking his cock at this tip, ineffectual to condense, but left it resting in your backtalk as your interior rolled and waved with the overwhelming release of pleasure that had built up for so long.
'' Fuck me, '' you said, removing his cock from your mouth. `` I want you inside of me. ``
He spun you around quickly, still on your knees, and pushed you forward, your work force resting on the concrete. Now on his articulatio genus and hovering above you, he lifted your dress over your ass and took a handful of your pantie, ripping them apart with a sharp tug, revealing your wet pussy to the opened air. Both your panties—now ripped and unwearable—sitting in the heart of an alley exposed and humiliated. You arched your back, lowering your head to the concrete while raising your ass closer to him. He ran his hard cock along the length of your pussy, spreading your rim in a circular motion with the forefront before plunging it bass inside, filling you with the warmth you begged for. You felt his arm range around and pull your dress down, exposing your mammilla, which he grabbed knockout, pulling and twisting your nipples. Grabbing your fuzz from the backbone, he pounded away from behind, sliding in and out with increasing fastness and strong suit. You could palpate the pressure edifice from within once again as a third base aftershock of orgasm passed through your body, your slit clenching around his stopcock, gripping and releasing with each thrust.
'' Cum inside of me, '' you begged. `` Faster, fuck me faster. Do n't contain. '' He let go of your haircloth and grabbed your hips, pulling your ass back onto his body with substantial, low thrusts, deeper and deeper into your pussy.
'' Harder, '' you screamed. `` Cum in my pussy. Do it…please. '' Now deep inside of you, as thick as what felt possible, he paused for a split instant, and you could experience his tool waiting—pulsating—in anticipation. One last thrust sent him over the edge, releasing his hot, pasty cum deep into your slit. He groaned loudly, slowing his footstep, but staying deep, rolling his pelvic arch, and continuing, in and out, as his cum pumped more and more, filling your kitty until it seeped out and around his dick, down his clump, and onto the earth below.
You collapsed to the ground, spent. Your weapons system and legs were like jello, weighty and hard to move. So you just laid there. Looking down at you `` I have been watching you for awhile now, I will find you again when you are not expecting me. I 'm not done with you yet '' He pulls his pant up and disappears into the shadows of the bowling alley .