Sara...In The Rain
                                                                          by
                                                                    Dick  Barsky

                          On a stormy Florida night  Sara Macfarland sat at her desk  watching  the constant evening   rain   hit the large plate glass window of her office. Large raindrops driven by the wind struck the pane, formed into droplets then ran slowly down the glass toward the sidewalk . It was a typical, Florida, summer rain storm, one that started  with  a fine shower then turned into a downpour  which was then blown through the air twisting and turning  as the wind carried it with force. There was an occaisional flash of lightning  which illuminated the dark parking lot followed by the low rumble of thunder. With each flash of lightning Sara could see her station wagon where she had parked it a great distance from the front door of her business. It was a distance that she had to travel in order to get the tax forms that were inside the vehicle, tax forms that she needed if she was going to finish the Colbert account.
                            At age twenty eight, Sara had her own successful business. She was a C.P.A, and through alot of hard work after graduating from college and working for a few accounting firms now had her own clientele and was doing well financially. However, her personal life was not as good. Her brief marriage had ended in divorce when she caught her husband cheating with another woman. That had been three years ago. She had kept the condo, receiving it in  the divorce settlement and with the exception of a few neighbors that she was friendly with desired to live a quiet, solitary life style which included her love for the arts and her  work. Several men had asked her out, but she politely turned them down knowing that most of the time they just wanted to get into her panties, figuring that a divorced woman eventually would be craving sex. They didn't know that if and when that need made itself present she masturbated, releiving the yearning. Still, at times she was lonely.
                             Realizing that the rain was not going to let up Sara got up from her desk and walked towards the front door stopping to remove the expensive shoes she was wearing, not wanting them to be ruined in the  puddles that were growing in size in the parking lot. She removed the umbrella that she kept in  the stand, opened the door, then the umbrella and stepped outside into the storm. Then, in her stocking feet she walked briskly to her automobile, unlocked the drivers side door and  removed the file that she needed. A sudden gust of wind blew raindrops  into her face. She closed her eyes and with her hip pushed the car door shut. She turned and tried to run back to the dry warmth of the office, but  the puddles of water slowed her down and she had to walk carefully around them.
                              Back inside she placed the open, wet, umbrella on the floor, went to her desk and took several tissues from the box and used them to dry her face. She wore little makeup, usually just lipstick and  some blush, but she checked her appearance in the mirror on the wall. Satisfied, but a little damp, she took a seat again at her desk, opened the Colbert file and began to work. It was nine p.m. when she finished. Placing the file in the cabinet she prepared to leave, then noticed that the rain had stopped. It was only temporary she thought to herself, knowing that the weather bureau had predicted rain squalls for the next forty eight hours. It was going to be an on again off again rain system, but it was Friday and she was not going anywhere over the weekend planning just to relax and read a good book. She stepped outside still in her stocking feet locked the office door and carrying her briefcase, pocketbook and shoes made her way to the stationwagon. Opening the door she slid into the drivers seat. After searching for the keys in her pocketbook she found them and started the car driving slowly out of the parking lot.
                               It was twenty five miles from her office to her condo and in order to get there she had to leave the main highway then use the two lane county road that led to her home. She drove carefully as the rain began again. Through a rain soaked windshield she watched the road as the windshield wipers beat a constant rhythm as it fought the torrant of water hitting the glass. Ahead Sara saw the road she needed to take. She slowed down and turned into it and noticed that she needed the high beam headlights in order to see ahead. She traveled about two miles on the dark thoroughfare when a man rose up off of the backseat floor and placed a knife to her throat. "Slow down and pull over to the right shoulder", he said. Sara gasped in fright and surprise. She fought back a scream. Her mind raced trying to understand just what was happening. The car kept moving down the wet, dark road. "I told you to pull over..I'm not going to tell you again", he said applying pressure with the knife against her neck. Sara did as she was told stopping the car.
"Put it in neutral, shut off the engine and hand me the keys", he ordered. She followed his command handing the keys back to him afriad to look at who ever it was talking to her.

                                       "Very good. Looks like you are a smart little girl. Just do as your told and you will be fine..Move over", he said as he climbed over the front seat still holding the knife close to her. He placed the key in the ignition and started the engine. "Now, slide down onto the floor. Stay still and stay quiet", he ordered as he put the car in gear and drove away."  

                                           "Listen, I only have a little money with me, about sixty dollars. please take it and let me go" Sara pleaded. " Get your ass down on the floor.Didn't I just tell you to keep quiet?...You talk when I tell you to talk..not before..do you understand?" he asked. Sara answered with a frightened, "yes" as she lowered herself down on the floor, her head almost touching the bottom of the dashboard. Fear began to overtake her senses, but she beat  back the urge to panic knowing that she had to be mentally alert, not knowing what might happen. Her mind raced, looking for a way to escape, or to reason with her abductor
                              The ride seemed to take forever. When a flash of lightning illuminated the interior of the car Sara glanced at her watch and figured they had been driving for at lteast a half an hour. She felt the car turn, slow down and then began bumping along what she thought was a potholed  road. Then the car slowed again, went up a slight rise and finally stopped. She listened as the driver opened the window next to him. He took a pack of cigarettes from his shirt pocket removed one, placed it in his mouth, lit it and took a long, deep drag.After another puff he looked down at her. "O.K., you can get up now. Take a seat. Do you want a cigarette?', he asked. "No..I don't smoke" she answered. "How come?" he asked. "I don't like them", she replied. "Is that right?..Tell me, do you like to have your pussy licked?...Do you like to suck a cock?...How about fucking?...Do you like  fucking?" Panic struck at her again. By his profanity laced sarcastic questions she knew she was in deep trouble. She had to think of a way to avoid being raped or worse raped and murdered. She remained quiet as her mind raced looking  for a solution. "I asked you a fucking question bitch!", he said loudly.
"No..I don't like those things", she answered in fear. "Looks like this isn't going to be your night" he replied tossing the cigarette out into the darkness
"Please..don't hurt me...Let me go..take what little money I have..keep the car..Just let me go', she pleaded. Instead of an answer he reached for the interior light switch and turned it on. Now, with the inside of the automobile illuminated he turned and looked at her, seeing the fear on her face. He also saw the blond hair, the petite body and the well rounded breasts that pushed out the front of the damp, blues dress she wore. "What's your name?" he asked. "Sara", she answered. O.K. Sara..this is how its going to be...I'm going to fuck you and maybe suck your cunt..Personally I don't care if you like it or not, but I'm going to fuck you..Now, I can fuck you the way you are, scared...but healthy..Or, I can fuck you bloody and beaten..And, I will beat your ass if you don't do as I say..Is that clear?" She closed her eyes as tears began to well then ran down her cheeks. Unable to say anything she just nodded her head. "Good girl...now get out of those clothes...take everything off" he ordered. Practically in shock, Sara sat motionless not knowing what to do. Suddenly she received an open handed blow to her head. There was a sudden ringing in her ears and flashes of light as she reeled from the blow. "Did you hear what I said", he asked. "Yes..But in order to get out of this dress I have to stand..I can't do it here" she whimpered..
                                         She watched as he opened the driver's side door and walked around to her side. He opened the door, grabbed her by the arm and pulled her outside into the wet, darkness. Quickly she tried to ascertain exactly where she was. From what she could see, it appeared to her that they were parked near a canal, under a large spreading oak. Several heavy branches hung down hiding the stationwagon from view even if anyone did happen by. It was probably a  hidden fishing spot rarely visited. "O.k...Get it off..all of it..then get back in the car..You try to run or get away..I'll beat you so bad no one will recognize you..do you understand?' he said. "Yes", she answered as tears once again filled her eyes. She drew the blue dress over her head. She stood in her pantyhose, panties and bra. "What next?" she asked. "The pantyhose..I hate those god damned things. get them off", he ordered. Sara took a seat again and removed the pantyhose with the wet feet. She also removed her panties and finally reaching back she unhooked the bra she wore. She sat with her clothes in her lap. He reached in and took them from her, tossing them into the back seat. He opened the back door and said,"Get in there". Sara stepped again on to the wet sawgrass and entered the back of the car. He followed her in and took a seat. She sat leaning forward trying to cover as much as her nudity as she could. She watched as he again lit a cigarette, rolled the window down and exhaled.
                                       He turned and looked at her. "Scared?", he asked. "Yes", she said with a feeble voice. "You should be...But, you be a good little piece of ass and I might let you go...Disappoint me..well you don't want to know how I am when I'm disappointed...Tell me Sara..Are you married.?" "Divorced", she answered. "Oh. good..then you should know how to fuck..Did you suck your husbands dick?" he asked. "No", she replied. "Did he lick your pussy Sara". "No'", she replied .."Too bad..but in a way it might be a good thing..We'll see how you like it", he said..He tossed the cigarette away, unbuckled his pants, raised his hips and pulled his pants and underware down to his ankles. There was a distant flash of lightning and Sara saw the size of his penis,long and thick, larger than her husbands had been. He leaned back then took her hand and placed it on his dick. "O.k. sweety get me ready". Again she fought back the tears as she wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft, feeling the clammy skin. feeling it swell in size as she began to move her hand up and down slowly.
                                        Her mind raced, and it dawned on her that if she could satisfy him quickly by masturbating him then this horror would be over and she began to tease him with her fingers, rubbing the tip of her thumb over the head of his dick as she gently, but firmly stroked him. Soon his cock was erect and rock hard and his breathing began to increase. "Very good baby, now suck it", he ordered. Revulsion raced through her body at his command.."I don't know how..I've never done this before", she said and began to cry.
                                      "Oh, boo hoo.I said suck it!" he ordered again. Sara lowered her head and took the head of the stiff cock into her mouth. With closed tearful eyes she began sucking gently. "Take more..go all the way down on it", came the order in the darkness.
                                      "I can't..It's too big" she answered. She felt his hand on the back of her head as he pushed her mouth down on his dick. Sara began to gag and when she did he pulled her head back taking a handful of her hair when doing so." Now, you take as much as you can and you move that head of yours up and down..Do you understand", he said. With that he lowered her mouth down on his dick again and watched as she now moved quicker as she sucked. In a while his breath quickened as she gave him pleasure. "Lick the head..just the head', he ordered. She raised her head, took her mouth off of the rigid cock and then with her tongue licked the head of his dick as he watched in the limited light. "Now, suck my balls". Sara did as she was told taking first one then the other testicle gently into her mouth licking and sucking. "Come on bitch..make love to it", He demanded. Moving her mouth from his scrotum then  to the head then taking it deep into her mouth she heard him moan. As she sucked and licked his penis the rain came down hard again and the falling rain drops beat on the steel roof of the car. Lightning flashed more frequently now and with each flash she could see the large cock that she held in her hand. The heat and humidity increased and she felt the perspiration forming on her nude body.She felt the rise and fall of his chest. She knew what was going to happen and she prepared herself for it. She began using her hand more, stoking him, licking the head of his dick, preparing to get her mouth and face away from what would be an ejaculation. Suddenly he pushed her head down and held it there, as he pumped gobs of hot, thick seamen into her mouth. Spirt after spirt shot into her mouth and she gagged and retched, but manged to keep from vomiting. As she did she heard him moaning as he came. After a few minutes he released her and she removed her mouth from him and let his sperm drip out of her mouth on to the floor. finally, she sat up and began to cry.                                                                                                      
                                            He leaned back on the seat,  lit another cigarette and said. "Not too shabby, in fact that was a pretty good blowjob. If you want to spit out my cum go right ahead. Quickly Sara rolled down the window and spit and spit and spit fighting again the urge to vomit. When she finished spitting she turned to him and asked. "Can we go now? I've done what you wanted..Please let me go", He flipped the cigarette away and laughed..Baby, Ive had my sights on you for weeks now..I've wondered how you'd be sucking me off..How you'd taste when I ate your pussy and most of all how good  of a fuck you'll be...I've been  watching you sitting at your desk all prim and proper. I walked past your place lots of times. I even waved and smiled at you. but you ignored  my ass, didn't even wave back.I was going to fuck you in your office, but there was always too many people around but then you came outside. You entered your car, took something out and left..But, you forgot to lock the car again..The rest was easy..In a rainstorm you didn't take time to check the rear seat.. Dumb..very dumb..you're like all women..stupid..And, I got you..now your mine until I'm done with you, But, while you're here I'm going to enjoy you", As he spoke he removed his clothes. Then he was nude.
                                      He sat close to her, so close that she could feel his naked hip touching hers. "You're a cute little piss pot. Just how tall are you?" he asked.
                                     "I'm five foot four', she answered
                                     "You sure are little..I like little women, and you've got some beautiful tits", he said as he reached over  and took one of her breasts in his hand, feeling it ,squeezing it gently, finally lowering his head to suck on a nipple.
                                     " As pretty as you are how come your old man never licked your pussy?" he asked.
                                    " I don't know..I guess he was just not into that sort of thing", she answered.
                                   " He must be an asshole, passing up eating some one as pretty as you...No matter..I'll lick your cunt..I'll suck your pussy until your head explodes", he bragged.."But you see baby I like a nice, wet pussy, so now, let's get it ready", he said as he reached down and opened her legs. Sucking her tits again he caressed the inside of her thighs then touched her labia with the tip of his finger. He felt her soft, pubic hair, noticing that it was soft and dry. Raising his head from her breasts he said, "Move your ass forward and lean back", he ordered. She did as she was told and to her dismay then felt the tip of his finger open her labia. She bit her lip as his finger slowly entered her and then the torment began.
                                     Sara hadn't been finger fucked in three years. Even when she masturbated, which wasn't very often she only stimulated her clitoris, never putting a finger or anything inside her vagina. Although his finger now in her brought back the feeling of a few years ago, it was still the finger of an assailant and she resented it. It  repulsed any feelings of pleasure, but inspite of her disgust, she heard the liquid sounds his finger was making as natural, lubricating, fluids began to flow.
                                      "Oh baby...Listen to your pussy..It likes it dosen't it?",he asked.
                                     Sara didn't answer. She leaned her head back and with closed eyes bit her lip. She felt another finger join the first and the tempo increased and with it the sounds of wetness. He fucked her with his fingers for what seemed to be a very long time. She was soaking wet, The blond pubic hairs were now wet and matted, but still she resisted, not allowing him to create any mental  pleasure. Then, he stopped. "O.k. sweety. That's what I want. Turn around, layback and open your legs",He directed.
                                    She turn slowly on the seat and leaned back until she was almost flat on her back. It had stopped raining. He had to step out of the vehicle in order to get to her. When he did he tossed the wet, blue dress on to the ground, then knelt on it. He opened her legs, and with the car interior light on gazed upon the short, wet. blond pubic hair and the lips of her vagina. A slow moan of pleasure escaped from deep in his throat. He then lowered his head and began.
                                    His lips kissed the inside of her thighs. Then he kissed her vaginal lips. She felt his breath on her abdomen as his tongue searched for the opening to her wetness. Then, he found it and a slow, low moan escaped from his lips. He licked. He sucked, but he got no response from his victim. He rose up and looked  at her all crunched up on the back seat. "What's wrong with you?" he asked.
                                    "I'm very uncomfortable..My head is jammed into the arm rest," she answered.
                                    He reached down and picked up his crumbled jeans from the floor."Here, make a pillow out of these", he said.
                                    Following instructions she then layed back and once again the oral assault on her vagina began again. This was Sara's first experience with cunnilinguism and as much as she detested what had happened and what was going to happen to her she was curious always wondering what it would be like to be licked there and now she knew. At the same time little waves of pleasure began to move through her body. She heard the slurping sounds his mouth and tongue made on and in her. She felt the passion begin to boil as he licked and licked her clitoris and she tried hard to resist the feelings he was creating in her. He looked up at her seeing her there with her eyes closed. "Hold it open for me", he said in a low voice. "Please don't make me do that " she pleaded. "Open you cunt and hold it open!" he said with anger building in his voice.
                                   Sara reached down with both hands and parted her labia, opening it as  wide as she could and in an instant felt the tongue assault begin again. With her pussy wide open he  stuck his tongue into her as far as he could  then alternated between deep penetration and sucking hard.  When he did it the pleasure returned and as much as she tried to depress it a low, moan of pleasure escaped from her throat. He heard it. "Like it baby?..Come on now. give it to me..Give me that beautiful cunt of yours..Damn you taste good..What a lovely pussy", he said before returning to her wetness. When he did he attacked the clitoris, now exposed and rigid as Sara held herself open to his oral attack. He took the little bud between his lips and sucked, then licked then sucked again. In doing so he found that now he had to hold an excited Sara from moving as she began trying to escape the pleasuring tounge. She released her labia and placed her fist against her mouth in an attempt to keep from crying out in pleasure.There was no fighting it. The three sex free years had created a need. He was giving her what she wanted, what she needed. He gave her relief and she cried as her body shook and trembled. She moaned as wave after wave of pleasure swept over her and she experienced a tramatic orgasm.
                                  He got up slowly from the wet, muddy dress. He picked it up and tossed it on the car floor. He stood watching her. Sara lay with her eyes closed. Her rapid breathing began to slow down. She felt the damp, night air on her soaking wet body, wet from sweat oozing out of her pores as she climaxed and from the constant humidity in the night air. At the same time her pussy and inner thighs were wet from saliva. A tingling still remained within her vagina. She lay with her eyes closed then tried to sit up as she felt him entering her. The head of his cock slowly pushed past her wet opening. She felt the resistance as not having intercourse in three years made her tight and narrow. The insertion was both painful and pleasurable. She hated herself from loosing control, for letting him bring her to an orgasm. Now, as his cock slid further and further, inch by inch into her her sex starved vagina wanted it, needed it and her reaction was to raise her hips and open her legs wider. He was finally in and she lay with her eyes closed feeling his weight upon her, feeling his stone hard cock in her, his sweaty body upon hers and listening as his ass rose and fell creating liquid sounds in her pussy.
                                 Some time later  she felt him withdraw, then stand. "Roll over he ordered. She slowly moved on to her stomach. "Come on baby..You know what to do, put your ass up here. When she did, he entered her again. In that position he was able to slide practically the entire length of his cock into her. She bit her lower lip as she took it and leaned her cheek on the dungaree pillow she had made. Then he began moving, slow at first, then quick and fast, then slow again. She felt him reach around with his hand and begin to rub her clitoris, but it had no effect on her. She just wanted this torture to be over with. She felt him pulll out and step backwards. She slowly sat up and leaned back on the bench seat.
                                 He took a seat next to her again. Then closed the car door. The interior light had attracted mosquitos and he swatted and smacked them as they landed on his skin and began to bite Sara just brushed them away. Turning and looking at her he said, " For someone who never had their pussy licked, you are one, wild, hot, little bitch". Damn but you were good..You not only liked it..you loved it.. You also like to fuck".he said Sara stared straight ahead, her mind working, wondering what would come next. Would it be release..would he let her go now or would there be more..More sexual torment..More sexual acts.. She knew the answer when she heard him say, "O.k. sweety suck it again".
                                 Over the next three and a half hours he raped her mouth and her pussy, stopping only to eat her again and again, but now there were no more orgasms only detest for what he was doing. He mentioned fucking her in the ass, but she had been able to talk him out of it. Still at one time he moved his mouth from her vagina and licked and sucked her anus. Still, he wanted more.".Suck me baby..suck me" he whispered. He appeared to be in a trance.
                              Scared now at what he might do  she held back the tears as she lowered her head and took the now limp penis in her hand. Placing his cock in her mouth she began moving up and down on it., tasting her still wet cunt juice on his dick"I want to feel your pretty little mouth on me..suck slow..suck slow", he said in a low voice. She used her tounge to caress his the head of his penis. In a while she had him fully erect. It was erect, hard....and ready.
                                 "That's enough. Now, staddle me", he instructed.
                                 Sara opened her legs wide as she climbed over him. Her face was close to his now. She could smell his foul breath that omitted the odor of cigarette smoke. "O.k baby.Put it in and very slowly lower yourself down on it. She place the head of his dick between the folds of her labia, still soaking wet from the act of cunnilinguism the fucking and her orgasm.She  lowered herself down the length of it and when she did he grabbed her head placed his mouth on hers as he moaned.He forced his tongue into her mouth and when he did she tasted, her own vaginal fluids,again.
She felt the coarse hair on his thighs, the stubble on his chin and his hands clasping her bare ass. "Come on baby ride me. Sara began moving up and down, up and down. She felt him begin to suck her nipples as she now faced him, allowing easy access to her breasts.
                                    "Take more..Take it all", he pleaded
                                   "I can't.. I've told you you're too big" she answered. She heard him moan again, felt his breathing increase and she knew he was getting ready to cum. "Talk to me...Talk to me" he said.
                                   What do you want me to say?' she asked.
                                   "You know what to say...Say it!" he ordered
                                   "You mean...Fuck me?", she whispered with a tease, knowing that at that moment at least, she was now in command.
                                   "Yes..say it" he said again.
                                    In a low voice, with her mouth next to his ear she began to speak.........."Fuck me...please fuck me..fuck me hard..come on fuck me"
                                    
                                  With the sound of her voice he responded by thrusting up to meet her downward drives and he began moving fast, so fast that she was forced to wrap her arms around him, but she kept talking, Over the slapping sounds of their bodies coming together, Sara continued to speak to him "Don't cum in me..please don't cum in me" she moaned. But, then she felt it. She felt the hot semen splash up inside of her. She felt the quick, repeating, jerks his dick made as it squirted thick cum into her. She felt him moan and then collapse as he came. Then she felt the semen ooze out of her, forming a puddle of cum in his lap and on her thighs..He sat with his eyes closed.She slowly raised herself off of the now softening cock , heard the sucking noise as it left her and took a seat, She picked her panties up off of the floor and wiped herself, removing as much of his cum that she could. Still, she felt it leak little by little out of her, staining the upolstery.
                                    She watched as he got out of the car with his clothes in his hands. He took his time getting dressed. This was the defining moment. What would he do with her now? Would he release her...Or, would he kill his victim and only witness?
                                    He looked at her for a long time as if trying to decide what to do with her. finally, he spoke to her..Get your clothes and walk over to that log over there..When you get there..Get dressed.

                                       She gathered up her clothes and walked to the log .As she did she heard the car engine start and she turned to see him drive off into the early dawn light.
                                   She was free..She was alive..He had let her go. She had been raped, forced to engage in oral  and degrading sex acts but she was alive and she cried tears of both revulsion and joy as she pulled the wet blue dress over her head,,
                                   Two fishermen found her two hours later. When the police arrived they took her to the hospital where she was treated and at the same time physical evidence was taken from her. A female detective arrived and began questioning her. "Do you know your assailant?" asked the police woman"?
                                   "I do now... His name is Buford Johnson. Here's his wallet, his drivers license and social security card" said Sara.
                                   "How did you get this?" asked the detective.
                                  " He wanted me to be comfortable as he performed cunnilinguism on me. He gave me his jeans to use as a pillow..As he enjoyed himself I took his wallet out of the pants pocket..Also..here are my panties..I used them to clean myself..I'm sure it has enough semen for a DNA test. If you need more, recover my car and you'll find all you need on the backseat floor."

                                                  The End