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Alley Rape (Mf, nc?)
I am just a poster and not the author Of This Storie!
(mf, cons, pedo, incest)
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It is evening and the sun has just gone down. The city streets are dark
and the shadows play tricks with your mind. You are alone ..almost alone
that is. I say almost because I am stalking you and although you don't
consciously know it, your radar tells you that something is amiss. You
creep along the dark street, trying to decide if you should stay on the
main thoroughfare or take the shortcut through the alley. Your heart
rate increases as you try to decide between safety and time. Your
womanly instinct tells you to stay on the thoroughfare but your thoughts
of you parents being angry because you are late lays in the back of your
mind like a 100-pound weight. The inexperience of your age tells you
that it will be safe. You are young and therefore invincible in your
mind. Who would bother a 12-year-old girl anyway? You pull your jean
jacket up, hiding your ears from the cool evening breeze that is blowing
down the street. Coming to the intersection you decide on the alley. It
is what I had hoped for. Your nightmare, my hunting ground.
A sharp left turn takes you into the darkness of my world. It is a
darkness that I am accustomed to. I live on the street you see, waiting,
wanting and stalking my victims. It doesn't matter if they are child,
young girl or middle aged women. All that matters is that they are
available. A virgin is just icing on the cake, something that gives that
extra bit of a thrill. You are not my first virgin, you will not be my
last!
The lights grow dimmer but I can see you. I can see your young little
body that is covered above the waist by your jacket. Your ass however is
not covered except by your tight blue jeans. My eyes can almost make out
the thong of your bikini panties as they cling to your thin hips. They
sway unknowingly inviting me, calling to me to complete the destiny of
our union.
Adjusting to the light of the alley your mind realizes that you have
probably made the wrong decision made the wrong turn in life. Darkness
overtakes your very being as you walk along alone and unprotected. Your
feet pick up their pace. I can hear the designer sneakers shuffle along
the asphalt. That is fine with me because, you see the harder I have to
work for it, the better it makes for me. My heartbeat increases with
your steps and I increase my footsteps. Soon the only sounds I hear are
the sounds of my heels click against the pavement in unison with yours.
You begin to move quicker, quicker, quicker and I move with you.
Like a tiger ready to snatch his prey, I stop and wait. You stop also,
looking to see who or what was there. Am I there or is just a figment of
your young imagination? My breathing is ragged and I am trying my best
not to let it be heard in the stillness of the night. You mentally shrug
the fear off as you stand there, waiting for your instincts to tell you
what to do. Unfortunately for you your instincts are wrong. Your
inexperience once again tells you to go to the safety. That means a
quick turn in the direction that you came from will put you on a direct
path with your stalker. Almost at a run, you turn and run toward the
street and you cannot see me. I am moving stealthily along the brick
wall, slower, slower, quietly moving toward you. My arm reaches forward
and you are just fingertips out of reach. My heart pounds in my ears as
my prey comes within touching distance. I can see your eyes get bigger
as your mind grasps the severity of the situation. You panic as I grab
you around the waist. You struggle and I hold tight, putting my hand
around your mouth. I can feel your breath as you open it, trying to
scream for help but you can get nothing out but a muffled sound against
my palm. You continue to try to scream but it does not do you any good.
"Be quiet my little sweet and you'll live to tell your tale," I hiss as
I hold you tightly against me. I have you within my grasp. The rest will
just happen. You have no control over it. You have made your decisions,
you have come into my territory. You are mine!
"Hello little girlie," I say my as my hand moves from your waist and
takes hold of your long dark hair that is pulled tightly into a
ponytail. You try to run but I have a firm grip, too firm for your
nubile little body to pull away from. You are trapped, trapped like a
rabbit in the jaws of a lion.
I release your mouth slightly, ready to slap it tightly again if you
scream. Tears are moving down your cheek, causing your cheap mascara to
make trails down your young face. "Nooooo .," I hear your frightened
words. They are words of fear, not really audible words at all. "No,
p-p-please," you beg as it begins to sink in that you are in trouble,
big trouble for the first time in your life. Usually I revel in a young
girl's protests but not tonight. Tonight I am in the mood for just one
thing, and that is sweet young pussy.
"Oh yes little girl," I say as I hold onto my terrified little victim.
"Oh yes my little sweet. I am going to have you tonight!" You feel my
hot breath as I lean forward and bite lightly on your neck. You are
terrified, I am in control. I want you, I want you now, I want you here.
"Take off your clothes little girl," I bark as I release you. I can feel
you shaking as you pull from my grip. It is your last chance, your last
chance for survival. It will do you no good, but you begin to back away,
begin to move away and I let you move just so far and then I once more
lunge at you. This time I am not gentle at all. I grab your ponytail
once more and you squeal with pain as I pull it tightly, your head
snapping back. "Very well you little cunt," I hiss as I pull you down to
your knees, "the hard way it will be!" You whimper and I laugh. It is
good for me, bad for you. It matters not, as I said before I am in
control.
My right hand moves to my crotch and I pull the zipper down as you close
your eyes. "Open your eyes bitch," I say as the zipper moves down. You
obey, too frightened not to. "Take it out," I command as your eyes burn
a hole through me. You hand trembles as it moves up and goes into the
opening of my jeans. "Very good," I say as your hand moves in and your
slender fingers touch my throbbing manhood. "Please," you say nervously,
"please don't hurt me, I will do whatever you want."
"Of that I have no doubt," I tell you as you kneel there before me. I
hear you whimper as your mind is grasping exactly what is going to
happen to you. "You know the drill bitch," I bark at you. You hesitate,
I slap your face hard enough to make it sting, but not enough to leave a
mark. You recoil from the blow and I pull your face back to my crotch
again. The aroma of the dried sweat that once there fills your nose and
I know that you are sickened by it. It matters not to me. I am in
control, I am your master at the moment. "Lick it!" I command, my
impatience growing by the second. You sense my anger and you decide to
comply immediately. Your face moves forward and your tongue moves out
and I feel the soft roughness of it as it touches the end of my now hard
dick. I shiver at the thought of someone so young, someone so
vulnerable, someone so pure serving my needs tonight.
"Ugggh," you say in disgust as you feel the slimy texture of my precum
dribbling onto your toungue. I smile, relishing the feeling of power of
the situation. My hips move forward and plant a big wet glob onto your
tongue and I laugh loudly as you gag. I smack you sharply against the
cheek once more, reminding you who is in control. Your head sways
slightly from the blow. Accustomed to the taste now, you begin to lick
the head gently, knowing in your heart that the only way to get this
ordeal over is to just obey.
Your ponytail is still between my strong fingers and I pull your head
forward and my cock parts your lips. I feel your teeth touch them and I
pull hard onto your hair, letting you know that to bite would be a bad
idea. Your mouth opens more, and my hips thrust forward, taking in the
warm wetness between your lips. "Yes, that's my girl," I groan as I
begin to fuck your face. Your gurgles can be heard all through the alley
as my manhood rapes your poor young mouth. I feel the drool from your
mouth as it trickles across my shaft. "Such a good little mouth," I say
as I pull your face away.
You look up at me with those doe eyes and my heart begins to melt
slightly. You are so beautiful in your prone position of your knees. I
contemplate letting you go home to your mom and dad but I know that it
will not happen. I have to have you, I need you more than life itself!
"Stand up!" I command as I pull on your hair. "Please let me go sir,"
you beg as my cock sways in the cool evening air. I glare at you and you
hang your head. You know that I am here for the duration of your
humiliation.
"Strip," I command!
"Please," you beg as you shrug your jacket off.
I raise my hand to strike but you drop the denim coat to the ground.
"What is your name?" I ask. You mumble something that I can't hear. It
doesn't matter. I don't need a name, I need your sweet pussy. You start
to unbutton your blouse and I become impatient. I reach forward and hook
my hands into it. I pull and the buttons pop off and your braless
breasts are exposed to me. "Move it cunt!" I snap at you. My mouth
waters as you pull the thin cotton fabric from your shoulders. Your
nipples are big and seem too large for your youthful breasts. Reaching
forward, I take one of them between my fingers and squeeze. You begin to
cry as I take the tender flesh between my fingers. They are hard, either
from excitement or from the cool air.
My hand moves down and I begin to unbuckle my belt. Your eyes widen as
you watch me pull it from the loops of my jeans. "Please don't hit me.
I'll give you what you want!" I release your hard nipple and watch as
you pull your shoes off and then begin to remove your jeans. I nod and
smile as you drop them and step out of them. You are intoxicating my
senses.
"Turn around!" I command as you stand before me in your white socks and
panties. Your white skin almost glows in the pale light of the city. My
dick is pulsing as I take in your innocent beauty. "Turn around!" I
command once again, this time with an ice in my voice. You do as I bid
and I take a deep breath as I look down your backside. As I suspected, a
thin strip of cloth is positioned between your sweet little ass cheeks.
My cock jumps at the sight of your little girl ass. The crack of my belt
against your ass flesh rings through the alley and you scream in agony.
"Put your hands behind your back girl!" You comply and in a split second
I have the leather strap around your upper arms and pulled tightly. Your
cries can be heard as I pull it tighter and tighter until you can't
move. You struggle to get away but I hold tightly and look around. By a
doorway of one of the buildings I see a cardboard box illuminated by a
single light that is dangling just by the electrical wires. "Let's get
this over with girl," I say as I begin pulling you backward by your
leather restraints. You begin to stumble but I hold on tight. Nothing
can stop your fate now as I pull you towards the leather carton and push
you over the top of it.
All my nerves are on end now as I look down upon your exposed butt as it
sticks up in the air. "Is this your first time," I ask as I slide my
finger down the crack of your exposed cheeks. You don't reply but you
whimper as you feel my finger against your soft skin. "I think it is," I
say as I move forward and press my dick between your cheeks. You stiffen
under my touch. I press tighter against your thong and then lean over
you and bite you lightly on the shoulder. You arch your back and
unintentionally pressing against my erect dick. I stand and laugh as I
watch you shake as you lay against the cardboard box.
A flash of light reflects against the building from a passing car. It
reminds me of the task at hand. "Playtime is over my sweet," I say as I
put my hand into my pocket and pull out a pocketknife. Hooking my hand
into your panties I slice through the thin material and put the sharp
object back into my pocket. You freeze at the feel of the cold steel
against your ass flesh. I laugh as I imagine the terror going through
your mind now. "Don't worry angel, I'm not going to cut you." I lift my
hand and the soft material presses against my nose as I inhale the scent
of your pussy juices on them. "I'd love to taste you my dear but there
is no time for that," I say as I slap your ass and watch it jiggle. You
scream louder this time, and your voice cuts through the stillness. I
move forward and press my weight against you, my hardness between your
soft crevice. You yell in protest but I press the garment that was once
between your legs into your mouth. You try to spit it out but it is
lodged too deeply.
"It's showtime," I say as my foot moves between your legs and I kick
them apart. Your bare pussy glistens in the light above you and I take
my cock into my hand and aim it at your young sex. I unsnap my pants and
drop them to the ground. A muffled groaning emanates from your panty
filled mouth as you feel my dick for the first time against your virgin
pussy.
The tightness cannot be described as my head touches the entrance to
your cunt. You are tight as anything I have ever felt in my life. You
try to move but I take hold of your ponytail and pull your head back.
"Go ahead cunt! I want you to fight!" You buck against me and I pull
your head farther back and then in one thrust, I push myself deeply into
your sweet virgin pussy.
Your agony is my ecstasy as I sink into your virgin entrance and feel
the warm fluid flow from you onto my balls. I leave my dick buried into
your pussy, not because I care how you feel but my balls are boiling and
I want to fuck you before I cum! You sob at the thought that I have just
broken your most prized possession! I have taken the cherry that you
were saving for that special man in your life. I have robbed you of it
and I am not sorry one bit!
Regaining my composure I slowly move my hips back. It feels like I am
pulling the walls of your pussy with me as they grip my rigid member. I
close my eyes and take a breath and push into you again, this time less
violently. I increase the pace of my movements. You are still fighting
but not as much. My hips begin to move as if they have a mind of their
own. The fluid from your broken cherry keeps my cock lubricated. In and
out of your defiled cunt my cock rams in and pulls out and then rams in
again. Your groan against your panties that fill your mouth becomes just
a soft sound in the dark and I can tell that you are not protesting as
much!
"You want this don't you bitch," I hiss as I push into you. "You wanted
a man to fuck you didn't you!" I yell as I fill you. Your head moves
side to side as you deny what is happening inside you. "You have wanted
this for a long time. You have wanted this to happen to every since you
found your daddy on top of your mommy thrusting his big cock in and out
of her!" You shake your head violently, denying what you know is deep
inside you. "You wanted to know what it feels like to have your daddy
fuck your pussy!" You try to deny it in your mind but you can't. You
know it is true! "Yes," I taunt, "you wanted to be where your whore
mommy was! You wanted to be your daddy's little cum slut!"
You moan in protest but it does you no good. I can tell what you want. I
can tell because your body is beginning to betray you! Little by little
your cunt begins to stretch to the size of my dick. My hand releases
your hair and I lean forward, pressing myself against your small frame.
My hips continue to move in and out against your body and I can sense
that you are about to cum.
"Oh no you don't you little slut!" I tell you and reach and pinch your
small breast hard between my fingers. Your nipple is harder than before.
Your hips buck against me. "You're not done yet!" Pulling myself off
your small frame I move my hand back and hit you hard on the ass. You
quiver as my palm hits your tender skin. You grind yourself against my
dick. I can feel the heat as you are smashed against my nut sack. "Oh
god!" I hear from you. Somehow you have managed to spit out your panty
gag. "Please don't cum in me mister," you moan unconvincingly.
"I'm gonna cum deep into your cunt," I whisper as I keep your hair tight
in my hand. "I'm cum deep in you and you will like it slut!" My hand
moves down and I find your anal opening. My finger pushes into it and
you buck against it. "Here we go cunt!" I say as I push my finger into
your asshole.
"Noooooo.....," you protest as your ass tries to expel my finger. You
tremble and your pussy walls begin to contract and then it happens. Deep
within my cock a rumbling has started. It is that familiar rumbling that
means I'm going to spill my load of sperm. "Oh fuck!" I groan and then I
begin to pump my semen deep inside your newly deflowered pussy. You sob
and I stiffen, my mission complete, I stay inside you until I am
completely spent. It is over and done, your rape and humiliation are
complete. I pull my half-hard cock out of you, take hold of the belt and
pull you to a standing position. My hand pulls on the end of the belt
and I release your arms. "Thank you my dear," I say as I pull my pants
up, stuffing my penis inside. "You will thank me some day." I reach
forward and dry the tears that are running down your cheek. say as I
turn and leave you naked and cold in the alley.
My apartment is dark as I enter it. The surroundings are humble but they
are home. I shut the door and walk to the phone. The number on the
machine is flashing a 1. I push the play button and a voice as sweet as
the angels are on it.
"Hello? I wasn't sure if you got home yet," your soft voice says, "but I
wanted you to know just how wonderful you were tonight! I hope we can do
it again soon." The sound of you hanging up the phone finishes the
message as I turn and walk to my room. "Good night cunt," I say as turn
and fall into a deep sleep.
The end
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