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Subject: {ASSM} Living in the City
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(n/c, rape)
Bob had a hard life living in the city.
At one time, Bob was a hard working, and high living stock
broker.....but when the brokerage merged with another...he found himself
out of work.
Depressed, he found himself spending his nights in the bars, spending
what little money he actually did have and becoming an alcholic. It
didn't take long for his wife to sue for divorce, to win the house and
most of his possessions, and cast him onto the street. That was over a
year ago....a very hard year. Bob is your typical hobo, living over the
sewer grates in a cardboard box in the winter, and begging for money to
buy cheap booze.
One cool evening, Bob was walking the streets, looking into garbage cans
for leftover food, and scanning the sidewalk for half-smoked cigarettes.
Every once in a while he'd ask a passer-by for a hand out...."just for a
cup of coffee".
Even though Bob had lost his feeling for life a long time ago, he often
turned angry at the unfeeling nature of people. He surely would give a
hobo a handout, why not any of them? At least he had his half-full
bottle, so, finding an alley, he sat against a building, and settled in
for the night.
With his boozy eyes have closed, he thought he soon saw something
several feet from where he was camped.
It looked like a young girl...she was sharply dressed, and was using the
alley to set her purse down, straighten her dress and put on a coat. Bob
forced himself up from his position and staggered over to her. "Hi, I'm
Bob", he said to her.
"Go Away Bum, she said, and she gave him a little shove. This made Bob
mad; all he wanted to do was ask for a handout. Right back at her, he
asked her if she could spare some change.... "I'll spare this for you!",
she said, as she flashed him her middle finger. "Oh, yeah? Well then
that is what you will get!" Bob grabbed the girl by her long silky hair
and pulled her in further to the alley. "Let go of my hair!...OK, I'll
give you some money!" "Too Late Bitch! Sit down!"..and he forced her to
the ground.... With one hand he held her head steady and hard against
the solid brick wall..and with the other, he unzipped his pants. "Here,
I'll feed you!", he said, as he stuffed his intoxicated soft weiner into
her mouth. She made noices of discust: who knows how long it has been
since this bum took a shower?
The longer his dick remained in her mouth, the longer it grew. 'Suck me
Bitch....harder!" She was reluctant, but didn't suck with zeal, Bob
pushed her head harder into the wall. Then she began to suck, and Bob
moved his dick in and out of her mouth. For his lack of sex, it didn't
take Bob long to cum in her mouth....and he pumped it all into her mouth
too.
When he was finished, he pulled out, and let up on her head. She quickly
gathered it and spit it all back onto Bobs' pants. In a reaction that
really wasn't Bob, he shoved the girls head into the brick wall, maybe a
little too hard.
She slowly closed her eyes, and leaned to her left. Kneeling down and
taking advantage of the girl...Bob felt her tits......very nice, he
thought!...and he pulled her top down to reveal them. He used both hands
to squeeze and move them around. He pushed them together, and pulled
them apart.
Then he grabbed her skirt, and raised that up. Forcing his fingers down
her panties, he found her pussy....and found it shaved smooth. Moving
around on his knees, he grasped her panties with both hands and yanked
them down.
He pulled them off over her shoes.
And he realized he had a full, hard dick, still sticking out of his
pants!
He moved up between her knees and lay on top of her. With one hand, he
guided his dick to her opening and pushed. He pushed hard, and finally,
he slipped into her dry cunt. Bob supported himself on his hands, wobbly
as they were, and worked himself in and out of her cunt. Dry as she was,
it was something he hadn't felt in over a year, and he was going to
enjoy it.
He pumped...slowing down, and speeding up. Soon, he heard some noice, as
if someone was approaching.
He pumped her two or three times fast, and came fast! He jumped off her,
stood up and turned around. He pushed himself into his pants and zipped
up, now casually walking away. When he got to the end of the alley, he
noticed the girls purse, still sitting where she put it. He picked it up
and looked inside. He found credit cards, a cell phone, and several
hundred dollars in cash, all of which he pocketed. He tossed her purse
into a nearby trashcan.
Soon, those approaching voices made their way into the other end of the
alley....two tall (black?) boys. Bob crouched down in hiding, but he
could still see the boys.
They made comments like, "Hey, look at the HO!", and decided they were
going to take a turn at her.
The first boy pulled a skinny 8 inch dick out of his pants, and slid it
in her.
Now, of course, she was all lubed up with Bob's sperm! Like a boy would,
he pumped her several times, and came with a yelp! The second boy had
his pants down, and his thick 6 incher was sticking straight up. With
the other boy up, and zipping up, he dropped down on his knees and
started to pump her.
In 30 seconds, he too was up, and joined his buddy in soft conversation.
What he saw made Bob excited, but whatever they had talked about, they
turned around, and headed back where they had come from. Bob flipped
through his new found riches, and made his way back to the girl...still
lying on the ground, the way the boys had left her. He shoved the cash
into his pocket, and looked down at the girl. He slowly unzipped him
self and fished out his cock. Getting down on the ground, he slipped her
his cock again....pumped her a few times...and came hard again inside
her. Quickly, he pulled out and zipped up.
He fished through his pockets and pulled out a One dollar Bill. He
slipped it into her skirt belt, half sticking out. He leaned over to the
girls ear, and said, "When you have the baby, I'm sure he'll be
black....but please name him Bob."
And with that, Bob was off to the all night liquor store.
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