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Her arms wrapped around her body as she hurried down the street, the rain falling hard on her hair sticking the edges to her pale skin. Of course the night she wanted to go out, it was pouring hard and she had no jacket. Her knee high boots clicked on the ground, stepping into puddles and splashing on her bare thighs, her skirt hiking up as it clung to her body.
“Fuck.” Reaching down, she tried to get her skirt to stop rising up her ass, and within a few seconds found herself face planted against a brick wall. Her breath escaped her lungs as she felt her breasts crush to the cold material, her teeth almost rattling in her mouth.Not a word was spoken by the person behind her; all she felt was a body pressing up on her ass, grinding slowly letting her know of the intentions. The thick, hard shaft that pressed between her cheeks let her know this wasn’t going to be gentle, and all she could do was grin against the brick.
“No, stop…” She knew how unconvincing she sounded as she was spun around and her back landed on the brick making her gasp as her hands were slid up above her head, being held by a single male grip. His right hand slid down and grabbed at her leather studded halter tearing it open, her pale breast spilling out over the material, her skin coming to life for a second as lightning flashed overhead giving her a moment of view of her dark alley pursuant. A rough hand grabbed at her breast, kneading it without any tenderness as he squeezed and gripped the heavy tit in eagerness.
“Go ahead, lick it.” The hand paused, then she gasped when she felt the weight of the body shift down and a tongue snake out along her sensitive nipple. Lips wrapped around her bud and began sucking, tugging her breast off her body for a moment as teeth bit down making her scream slightly. Oh he didn’t want to be gentle with her at all, and he was letting her know that as he continued to suck tightly on her flesh. She knew around her red bud, she’d have purple markings for a few days when he let go.
Keeping a grip of her hands, she watched in the flashing dark as he unzipped his pants, unbuckled the belt and tugged down the material including his boxers. She couldn’t see what was there, until his hand let her wrists go and grabbed her hair instead forcing her to her knees. She yelped in pain as her shoulders scratched down the wall,and before she could take a breath, both of his hands aimed her head right and he slid his member into her throat. He growled immediately, letting her know he was mid aged and not some drunk teenager as his fingernails dug into her scalp. He forced her head back and forth without any kindness, her slurping sounds muffled by the rain that poured down around her hitting the ground, puddles, and random boxes and trash in the alley.
Her lips suctioned to him as he continued to please himself to her pain, and when she’d choke and feel her throat constrict he’d groan and throw his head back for a second but not pull back. He was cruel, rough, and very experienced at getting what he wanted as he used the wall to keep her in line. For a few more moments, his hips rocked his throbbing meat into her throat making a raw line down her mouth, before yanking back making her cough and groan.
It had only been a few moments, and she had already been violated at least twice by some stranger, and yet she wanted more. She coughed again and looked up, her eyes wet with both tears and rain drops, her lips glistening red and puffy from the painful fucking they had just received. She couldn’t see him at all, he was wearing a hood as he took her by the hair and threw her on the ground. Her hips writhed for a moment on the dirty alley ground before he yanked her onto all fours. Her skirt was yanked around her hips and she thanked herself for not wearing any panties tonight, she just didn’t want the seams to show and now something better was coming. She felt the same rough fingers tangle into her locks, and a hot tip rub at her dripping pussy before forcing itself into her making her scream.
Her smile was wide, her eyes were closed tight, and he was grunting forcing himself in and out of her tight hole thinking he was getting his way. He’d change positions with her hair, sometimes gripping it in knots throughout his fingers, other times he’d grab it all in a ponytail in the other hand and use it for leverage. He slammed his cock into her, penetrating her over and over quickly making her scream and cry out in pain. He’d get all the way into the hilt, the tip raking over her cervix and he’d almost chuckle evily as he would shift his hips back and forth, knowing he was giving her more pain inside with his thick shaft pushing and pulling.
Dropping her to the ground, she felt her cheek plant onto the broken stones, and he pushed on her back to make sure she didn’t come up as he continued to drive in and out of her. He was claiming her, he was claiming what he knew was his even for a few moments as he grunted and growled. His nails raked down her back tearing the material of her halter, before grabbing her skirt ripping it in half so he could see her pale ass cheeks in the light of the thunderstorm, bouncing with each thrust.
As a single “Yes…” was hissed from his lips, she felt him tug out and spin her around. She felt gravel bury itself into her knees and legs as he yanked her up by the hair, her face even to his shaft as he pumped it in his hand. Her mouth opened gladly, her tongue snaking out down her chin as he growled and came hard, his hand squeezing his member jerking it spurting onto her face, hair, and naked breast. She felt a few drops land on her tongue and she closed her mouth tasting him, moaning at the salty gift before she was thrown onto the pavement.
“Thanks.” With that, she heard him zip up and walk off into the dark, the lightning revealing his path as he disappeared. She laid still for a moment, groaning as her body’s soreness overtook her. Standing up, she began walking down the alley, but paused and tugged a small card out of the waist of her skirt.
“It’s not rape when you want it. Call me.” She grinned at the digits, and pulled out her cell phone.
Tainted Love
