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Alleys

By: Gerilynn69



This is a semi-true story names changed and places obscured. Please send feedback and constructive comments.

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My mother told me never to take a girl into an alley at night. She went on about how dangerous they were, with strangers lurking in dark doorways waiting to do horrible things to the people who wander in alleys. Alleys can be dark, imposing and dirty especially in the city. I spent my youth avoiding them, but being drawn to the unknown dangers of alleys. I am sure my mother would be shocked to know how her caring comments had grown into a fetish. Now I can scarcely pass an alley without thinking of sex. 

Eve was my first. We lived in a suburban area with alleys between every street. She was my first girlfriend and we quickly advanced from kissing to making out. It was summer and the night was warm and muggy. We had found a quiet spot in the alley, and Eve had managed to get me out of my jeans. I was on my back with Eve between my legs and she was kissing me when my mother found us. She sent Eve home and then she dragged me into the house. She scolded me and that was when she told me about alleys. She also said good girls don't go into alleys with boys.

Eve went from girlfriend, to best friend and then to girl friend. If this story was a movie you would see the montage about now. Eve feeling me up. Her coaxing me into her clothes. Spending time together swimming, me in one of her suits. Watching boys at the junior high school hang out. We stopped the kissing and touching and began talking about boys. Eve started dating and we would talk long hours about what they had done and what she wanted. We were inseparable. She was always lending me clothes and giving me panties and lingerie. 

Eve fixed me up with my first date with a boy. It was on a warm spring Friday night we were still in high school. Eve insisted I get dressed at her house. She looked amazing and ready to dance when I arrived. She dressed me in some of her pants and a blouse with lingerie under it all. She had me wear a pair of her shoes with some light makeup, and I looked like a waifish girl. Our dates were at the club when we arrived. Tom, my date, was a big boy fully four inches taller than I was. 

Tom pulled me onto the dance floor. Soon I was dancing and having too much fun to worry about how I looked. Tom was a perfect date. He bought round after round of drinks, and after a while, we slipped into the alley to smoke a cigarette. It was a typical city alley with dumpsters and dark doorways and few lights. We walked down the alley to a doorway smoked and made out. It was dark and strongly erotic, Tom was so much bigger than I was, and my mothers words crept into my head. I thought about how I was not a good girl to be in this alley with Tom. I was not a good boy either and I was excited to realize it. 

Tom was gentle, he slipped his arm around me pulling me close. He smelled my hair and his lips touched my neck. I could feel him getting aroused. His cock grew as his hands touched me. I could feel it pressing against my side. I opened his jeans and took his cock in my hand as we kissed. I felt his hand on my face as he explored my mouth with his. I stroked his cock with both hands as he kissed me. He orgasmed in my hands while his tongue played in my mouth. I can still feel his cock throbbing in my hand and the smell of cigarettes and the alley. He kissed me again and slipped away. I stood there shaking, the smell of he cum was strongly erotic and I was thinking how bad I was because good boys didn't do these things in alleys or anywhere. Eve found me walking back to the club door with his cum still on my hands. She cleaned me up and took me home. She had me describe every detail, and she noticed how wet my panties were when we were changing. 

That was only the first of a string of encounters with boys and men in alleys. Usually ending with their cum on my hand or in my mouth. Eve followed my sex life closely and kept supplying me with lingerie, and helping me to be more feminine. Soon I was always wearing sexy panties, but as time went on I was drawn to camisoles and stockings as well. Halloween soon became my favorite holiday and Eve my costumer. She talked me into dressing as Lucille Ball in a Christian Dior dress, pearls and pumps. I was floored by the dress and Eve's belief I would look beautiful. 

I came out to my mother after my father left her. She told me she had know for years. She supported my new lifestyle, and allowed me to dress full time. She soon began dropping little feminine gems like "always dress and act like a lady, enjoy being a girl, real men love girls." Of course she gave me dating advice like "Never let a man's hand wander under your hem in public." She is a true southern lady and wanted me to be the same. The best advice she gave me was "Dressing is an art it takes thought and time to be beautiful." 

I met Kevin through Eve. He is a man. Strong, big, handsome, he made me weak in the knees when we met. It started as a blind date with Eve and her boyfriend. We girls arrived together wearing dresses and heels to a pub. Flashing curves and legs to a crowd of jeans and T-shirts we were noticed immediately. It stands out in my mind as a flagrant feminine display, and one that got the attention of every male in the room. Eve was a pro at that. Kevin and Mark stood and held our chairs. He played the gentleman to the hilt--standing when we went to the ladie's room and being very attentive--now I know he was coached before the event by Eve.

Kevin is the adventurous lover I had never known I wanted. He has sparked my imagination and we have followed many of these sparks to public liaisons, costumed scenes, and long sexy nights at home. I told Kevin about my thing for alleys and how they were strangely erotic and naughty to me. I shared my first time with a boy in an alley with him. He responded, as I had hoped, with an erection on a warm night with his cum on my hand. 

That brings me up to last night. It was a cool fall evening and we were going to dinner in the city. I wore a dress I had bought from an online vintage clothing store, a short shirtwaist dress. It came way up above my knees and my slip showed lacy at the hem. I was wearing stockings that were held up by my corset garters and four inch heels, so I would be closer to Kevin's height. I wore just a hint of makeup, and my hair fell down my back in flaming curls. I carried a shoulder bag with all my necessary girl stuff as Kevin would say.

The restaurant is an upscale place in the middle of the block with a blues club next door on the other side of an alley. We parked a block away and as we walked to the restaurant, Muddy Waters' Short Dress Woman was rocking the club. We passed the alley, unconsciously I slowed and stared. One light could be seen far down casting a weak light on some trash cans and recessed doorways. The music was loud and I could feel it through my heels. Kevin pulled me close, and then he pushed me away playfully spinning me around, and he pulled me back to kiss me. 

The meal was good, I am sure, but all I could think of was the alley. Kevin commented about my lack of attention. I kept thinking about the alley and the music. He was playing it cool but he knew where my mind was. His hand would slide over my thigh or touch my neck as we drank our wine. He was keeping me turned on with his touching. I knew I needed to send him a signal, but he almost dropped his fork when my stocking covered foot slid up his calf. Giving him a smoldering look as I sipped my wine he passed on the waiters offer of desert. He just smiled knowingly and asked for the check. 

We walked out into the cooler air and the music washed over us. Kevin pulled me to him and we danced right to the club. He pulled me into the place as I tried to slip back outside. I was hit by the heat first. The club was dark and filled with swaying people. The band on the stage was paying a tribute to Muddy Waters, and the singer was holding an unlit-cigarette as he played his harmonica. The smoke machines gave the feel of a place from another time. The smell of hot dancing bodies and alcohol washed over me as Kevin pulled me to the bar. He ordered drinks and held me tightly at my waist. Swaying to the music I could feel him grinding on my hip. Soon we were on the dance floor moving to the music. I was getting hot and slightly drunk from the constant flow of Jack and Coke. I moved close to Kevin and ran my hand up his thigh. His cock was hard as my hand slid over it. His hand covered mine and he held it on his crotch. Pulling me to him he kissed me hard.

He took my arm and guided me toward the restrooms of the club. In the hallway there were three doors and one of them had a battered exit sign on it. His hands on my waist he guided me to the exit. With a shove the door opened into the alley, right under the one light. The cold air was a shock. He pulled me close, and kissed me. Holding me tightly his hands were hot on my back and neck. He held me closely, kissing me. I could feel his cock against my belly as his hands slipped to my butt. He was grinding to the music a slow driving blues tune. I was lost in the music and my desire. I wanted him badly. I could feel my desire burning in me. 

He broke our kiss and took my hand. He led me to an inside corner, like a room would have. It was shadowed from the light but still light enough to be seen. He pushed me back into the corner, and standing over me we began kissing again. Now I could reach his belt. I unbuckled it. I managed to get his fly open as we kissed, and his hands wandered over my body. He pushed my breasts up and out of my corset, and he fingered my nipples through my dress and slip. I bit his lower lip sucking on it as he touched all the buttons that excited me. I felt the cold brick wall against my back, as he pushed closer to me. His hands moved to my butt rubbing up and down working my dress up, as I held his cock in my hands. Stroking his heavy cock and occasionally letting my nails move over the soft skin. I broke our kiss and told him "You know I want this cock inside me right now! Right here, I want you so badly. Right now." 

I felt my dress pulled up to my hips and the cold air hit my exposed skin like a slap from his rough hand. His hand covered my left cheek, but my right was pressed against the brick wall cold and hard against my bare skin. His fingers found the string of my thong and they moved over my ass. I felt a finger rubbing my eager hole. Pressed as I was against the wall I couldn't move for him. I did relax and try to push myself onto his finger. His other hand was pinching my nipple hard. His cock was rock hard in one hand and his balls were heavy in the other. His mouth was on my neck just above my collarbone and his chin felt rough on my chest.

I felt his hands moving me, turning me away. I was facing the corner, and he was behind me rubbing the head of his cock over my butt. His cock found my hole and his hands moved to my hips. I let out a sigh and pushed myself back onto his big cock. I felt him push past my sphincter. I had enough lube in me for him to have his way, but the first few inches felt as if I had no lubrication at all. He pulled back and I pushed myself onto him again. I had to feel him deep inside me. He pushed as I did and he slipped all the way in. His hips resting against my ass. The music had stopped and I moaned loudly as his cock filled me. The exit door crashed open and a couple stumbled out into the alley. 

Kevin groaned his cock was pulsing inside me but he did not move. The couple lit a cigarette and were smoking and laughing. Kevin pushed my hips gently then pulled them back. He was grinding his cock inside me and trying to keep our movements down. I began moving myself without his pushing and pulling. I managed to get a long stroke of his cock and let out a moan of satisfaction. I looked over at the couple and saw them looking at us. He was standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her holding her closely. I kept moving under Kevin. Slowly working his cock inside me. 

The woman said a little too loudly, "That is fucking hot!" and she groaned softly. The light was behind them so I could only see them swaying silhouetted in the light. 

Kevin needed no further encouragement and began to fuck me. I put my hands up on the wall pushing myself back as he fucked me. The couple were talking softly and still swaying to the music. I could feel an orgasm building as Kevin was grinding into me holding my breasts and kissing my neck. I told Kevin I was close and he grabbed my hips and fucked me harder. My orgasm came over me. I felt wetness flow into my panties. My legs were shaking and my heels were tapping wildly on the alley pavement. Kevin held me up impaled on his cock. 

The woman moaned and her lover said, "She is amazing look at her take that cock." 

She answered him but I wasn't listening. I was coming down from my orgasm, and Kevin was starting to grind again. Kevin said softly, "He is fingering her, she is gonna cum watching us. You naughty girl." 

I groaned loudly and pushed my body back onto his cock. I was fucking him back knowing that couple was watching us. Kevin held my hips and fucked me hard. I could tell he was getting close. He was using long deep strokes and moaning. Quickly he was jackhammering me and I was moaning my body orgasming over and over. He took one last half stroke and drove his cock deep into me groaning loudly. I felt his cock swell and his hot cum splash over my insides. It made me cum so hard Kevin was holding me up. My legs had given out. He pushed me up against the wall holding me up with his body. 

The woman groaned loudly the man holding her with his hand inside her panties. I recovered enough to stand on my own. Kevin's cock was still inside me and I flexed my muscles around his cock. He groaned loudly and said, "You want more do you?" 

The woman laughed saying "She is a fucking slut! Did you hear she wants more?" They were moving back to the door. "Oh yeah look who's talking." They disappeared into the club. Kevin was spent. His cock popped out of me and he slid my thong back into place. I could feel the wetness of his cum around my well fucked hole. I could also feel the wetness of my own cum soaking through my panties and onto my stockings.

Kevin took my arm and I tottered down the alley to the street. There were fifteen or so people in front of the club. We walked arm in arm through the crowd. Every step I took I could feel cum between my thighs. I knew I had that look of being well fucked and I was strutting down the street on my man's arm. 

We made it home but it was a long drive. Kevin offered to stop and get a room or use a rest room to clean up but I wouldn't hear it. I was loving this feeling of being well fucked all the way home.

Alleyway Porn



It was dark and damp inside the room at the end of the alleyway, groping at the wall to find a light switch, my hand brushed against a plastic object. Realizing that it was indeed the light switch, I switched it on and at once the room was filled with a dim light in the middle of the room. I knew I was at the right place, though I had never really thought that the ad in the classifieds would be true, but I was desperate enough to try anything at that time to pay my bills. 

Standing in that room, trying to observe my surroundings, I caught sight of yet another door on the right side of me. There was a sign on the door; written in big bold letters announcing, "Enter all ye sinners."

"OK this is it, there's no going back now," I thought to myself and opened the door. 

Inside, the room was all carpeted, with pink walls and a huge king sized bed in the middle with satin sheets and heart shaped pillows. A dressing table with huge mirror was fixed to the left wall with different kinds of objects placed on the table. Besides the bed and the table there was oddly no more furniture in the room. 

"Go head! strip out of your clothes and lie on the bed" came a voice. Instinctively I looked up towards the direction of the sound and noticed a speaker fixed in the ceiling. " Don't be alarmed if you don't see us, we like to keep it discrete. I'll guide you through the whole scene and you just do as I tell you." 

"How do I know you're gonna pay me once I've finished what you want me to do?" I asked. "Don't worry you'll get paid, just as you finish. It's not the nature of our business to cheat our clients. We have a reputation to keep," replied the voice from the speaker. "What the heck, even if he doesn't cough up the grand as promised, at least I'll get to enjoy a good fuck." I thought to myself. With that thought in mind, I stripped and sprawled on to the huge bed. 

"Ok we'll start soon, just relax and do what comes naturally to you. I'll interject wherever I want you to do something specific," commanded the voice. Just then the same door through which I had walked in opened and in came a beautiful young girl and closed the door behind her. She must have been in her twenties and had a tall, curvy frame with big round beautiful pair of boobs, and a shaved pussy to match her hairless, slender legs. From the looks of her silky, tanned skin and jet-black hair, she looked Latino. As I lay there starring at her, she walked straight towards the bed and climbed on top of me.

"Kiss him now and start as you rehearsed" instructed the voice to the girl. She brought her full lips towards me and we kissed passionately, our tongues danced inside my mouth for what seemed like ages to me. She parted the embrace from my lips and took my ear into her mouth and whispered, "This is going to be a night I promise you'll remember for the rest of your life." 

"Ok now take his cock into your mouth and suck him, but make sure he doesn't blow his load yet, we're just getting started," said the voice. 

She wrapped her lips around my dick and started to bob her mouth up and down the length of my shaft, all the while circling her tongue around my cock. Instantly I felt the blood gushing to my dick and it began to harden. She continued with her sucking and the slurping sounds coming from her were turning me on. I grabbed her long hair at the base of her scalp and pushed her head towards me, trying to push my cock deeper in to her wet mouth and face fuck her. She sensed that I was really enjoying what she was doing to me and moved on to deep-throat me. "Ah! This is true pleasure," I think to myself. The tip of my cock tickles her ulna (the hanging piece of flesh in her throat) and she coughs a couple of time with my dick still in her mouth. 

WHACK! I smack her hard across her face and she stops and looks up at me in bewilderment. WHACK! I lay another smack, this time on her other cheek and yell, "You fucking bitch! did I say you could stop blowing me huh! now take my monster back in your fuckin' mouth and keep do' in it till I tell you to stop!" 

"That's good, I like the way you think. Lets add a bit of domination to this and see where it goes. Very good, keep it up with the nasty talk," said the voice.

This time the girl adds her bit and starts talking nasty. "Sorry master I didn't mean to stop. Forgive me, I've been a bad girl."

"Yeah! That's it suck my prick you cock sucking whore...you cum drinkin' slut!"

"You like to be punished don't ya...answer me!." I smack her right tit and she shrugs with pain and pleasure. "You liked that didn't ya. Answer me! ...you like your tits getting smacked like that huh...cum suckin' slut!"

"Yes master, please smack my tits... I'm so naughty, punish me." I smacked her left tit, then her right one and then her left tit once again. Feeling the heat rise in my cock, I order her to stop blowing me. 

"You want me to come in your mouth don't ya...you'd like that wouldn't ya bitch...but it ain't gonna happen...not yet anyway. I want you to spread your cunt and finger fuck yourself silly, but you won't come till I tell you to come or else I'll ram my long cock up your ass and butt fuck those pretty little cheeks."

She lies on her back and spreads her pussy lips apart with her left hand. She licks her right hand and inserts her middle finger up to the knuckles into that lovely pussy of hers. Then takes it out of her cunt and pushes it back in again. The repeated motion of her finger, in and out of her pussy was making her cunt fill up with love juices. First with slow rhythmic movements and then faster and faster, I could see she was in ecstasy and could feel my cock starting to harden again. Yep! seeing a gorgeous slut paying with her pussy will definitely make a man hard. Not to let her have all the fun by herself, I deicide to lend a hand...err or a tongue in this case. 

I start with kissing her pussy lips and then move on to licking her with my tongue, probing for her clit. Inserting my tongue into her now wet cunt and flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue made her buck her hips and force her pussy into my face like she wanted me to suck her dry, I knew she was about to come. "Don't you dare come till I tell you to, ya hear!" 

But she had lost all control over her body by now and with a sudden move grabbed hold of my head with both her hands and pushed it to her cunt and I could sense her body stiffen and a wave shuddered through her body as she came with the most intense of orgasms. "uuuhhh fuuuccckkk...fuck my pussy," she howled. A stream of her juices came flowing out of her as I tried to slurp all of it hungrily. After a few seconds, she let go of my head as her body relaxed from it's contracted state. 

"I warned you not to come till I told you so...now I'll have to punish you. I told you if you come without my permission, i'd butt fuck ya! now turn over and kneel on your hands and knees and lift up that big ass of yours."

"I'm so sorry master, I couldn't hold it back, and it was so satisfying. Please don't put your cock in my ass."

"You should have thought of that before. You need to be punished and the pain of a huge dick up your butt is the only way you'll learn to obey me in the future." 

Taking a lube from the dressing table, I applied it to my cock and moved on to those huge round cheeks of hers. I spanked her hard across her ass, which made her hip muscles tighten. "Yeah! This will be fun, I'll fuck your ass when it's tightest." Holding her hips with both of my hands, in one quick thrust, I push my swollen, rock hard cock in to her rectum. "AAAAAAAHHHH!" she screamed from the pain as her back arched upwards and her body became stiff. Enjoying her scream like that was making me more turned on. I had to hear her moan like that again, I took out my cock slowly and completely, giving her relief from the pain. As soon as she relaxed, with another unsuspecting thrust I pushed my cock back in her and she screamed yet again, sending me over the moon in pleasure from hearing her moan and from the feeling of being in total control. By now I had started to rape her ass with forceful thrusts in and out of her. She kept whimpering with pain, pleasure, ecstasy and all three combined. 

When I felt like I was about to come in a few seconds, I pulled out my dick from her ass, and moved to her tits, cupping them in my hands and pushed my hard cock in between her beautiful round boobs. Massaging my cock with her tits led me to orgasm instantly, my ass buckled and I shot loads of cum all over her cleavage and on her face and in her mouth. 

Feeling satisfied with what I had achieved I said to her, "Go ahead rub some cum on your tits and wipe the rest off your face with your finger and suck it." She did as she was told, but instead of swallowing all of my cum, she held it in her mouth and moved towards me and gave me a long hard kiss. Her kiss tasted funny this time, seemed more wet and I realized she had transferred my own cum from her mouth to mine. "Now lets see how you like a taste of your own cum," she said triumphantly.

"Cut! That will be the end of today's session," said the voice from the speaker. "You did terrific for an amateur! and now for your fees. Open the third drawer from the top of the dressing table. Take the manila envelope."

I went to the dressing table and did what the voice commanded. I counted the money it was exact. "Hey glad doing business with you guys, just give me a call if you want me to do anything else for you." 

I dressed and took a last look at the gorgeous girl that had just fulfilled my repressed fantasies. She sure was right; this would be a night I'd never forget.



Alleyway Rendezvous



Shannan said to meet him late at night. As ever there was no specified time, and in the absence of a particular meeting place, Daniel could only assume they would meet here. The alleyway nestles between towering, anonymous apartment blocks and the only thing people remember about the alleyway is that they can leave their rubbish there. It's piled, high and haphazard, and affords those who remember the alleyway a place to conduct their shady business.

And now Daniel's back is pressed up against the unforgiving chill of the wall, darkness shrouding movements in this forgotten alleyway but not hindering them. His breaths are ragged things drawn in by starving lungs desperate, struggling to regain air that was forced out of them by Shannan's harsh shove at Daniel's chest – a greeting which was not unusual from Shannan. It had sent him staggering backward until he was caught by the wall with a dull thud that made Shannan smile wickedly. 

Shannan knew his pet could take quite a beating, knew it because he'd been testing him, finding his limits and then taking him far beyond them. This is what he loved about Daniel – it wasn't just about raw sexual energy oozing from him the moment he'd met him; it wasn't just about those enthralling eyes that captured his curiosity; it wasn't just because Daniel tasted like an illicit danger, like a crime upon his lips. 

It was that Daniel never cried out, never yelped in pain, never showed that he was hurt. Oh, he would say Shannan's name over and over, chanting it like it was the last word left on earth, whispering it like it was a prayer sent up to the heavens as the world crumpled around him. But he would never admit to the pain Shannan scorched him with, branded his body with memories of him. And it was something Shannan was only too happy to explore, to push at and he found Daniel's limit before and he could find it again given time, given the right equipment. 

Tonight is all about pain, all about pleasure, all about the taste of Daniel, as Shannan's hands drop to Daniel's pants and his palm rubs at the denim to coax the bulge beneath, urging it toward hardness. Daniel's breath catches, a gasp at the pressure upon his most sensitive parts, and Shannan laughs, a laugh that flows into Daniel's mouth as he captures Daniel's lips with his own.

Daniel can feel the way Shannan's lips smirk against his as dexterous fingers work at his pants, free him from the confines of his jeans and boxer shorts. Shannan's hands are cool and gentle upon the length of Daniel's cock, teasing him to full arousal, a task that is not difficult when Shannan's busy sucking on the tip of Daniel's tongue. 

Shannan pulls at Daniel, tugs at him gently and he adores the way the skin moves over his shaft, his uncircumcised lover, and this makes Shannan laugh again but he does not let go of Daniel's tongue. Instead he holds it between his teeth and laughs around that tongue, laughs while gazing up into Daniel's eyes – one milky white and sightless, the other grey drowning in violet mirth. 

The dip of Shannan's teeth are more than mere pin-pricks of pain on the tip of Daniel's tongue, and yet he does not stop Shannan when he drops to his knees in one smooth motion, hands still wrapped around his cock but soon joined by Shannan's mouth – warmth enveloping Daniel entirely as Shannan swallows him whole.

There's a shuddering sigh that rattles from Daniel as Shannan takes him, tongue lashing furiously at him, moist heat a perfect thing for him to be buried within. Daniel's hands fall to clasp gently at Shannan's head, fingers long and clawing to bury themselves within sweeps of dark hair. He needs something, an anchor, and in Daniel's sweet despair he lets out a low keen as Shannan suckles upon him. 

Shannan's breath is a cool breeze that flutters over hot, damp flesh when he takes Daniel out of his mouth. There's no respite for Daniel though – just because Shannan's mouth is no longer around him does not mean his hands aren't and Shannan's hands glide up and down with steady, practiced motions – twists and squeezes given at just the right places. Daniel can feel the way Shannan's watching him, watching his expression, even as Daniel arches into those hands, shivers under the fireworks those hands of Shannan's generate over sensitive nerve-endings. 

"Ah, god, Shannan," Daniel breathes out and Shannan isn't sure if Daniel is praying to him or to someone high above them all, but it makes his lips twist into a sardonic smirk and Shannan wraps his lips around Daniel again, tongue working at him, and Daniel cannot help the way his hips buck. His body spasms beneath Shannan's administrations, encouraging, urging him and then he comes, tipping over the edge and plunging further into a welcoming darkness that leaves him spent and empty. 

Shannan tastes his bitter essence, laps it up greedily and milks it out of Daniel until he has nothing left to give, nothing left but a weary adoration that Shannan reads easily in that one good eye of his. Shannan cups Daniel's face with his hands, hands still damp from a cock that's slick and flaccid, and he kisses him, kisses that adoration away because that's something he doesn't want. Right now he wants Daniel to taste himself, taste Shannan mixed with Daniel, taste bitter over that sweetness, and Daniel tastes himself, tastes Shannan, and tastes blood when Shannan bites his bottom lip.

The rush of copper-tasting liquid is foul but serves as a reminder that tonight was never about pleasure, never about gentleness and love. Their love echoes their lives – agonizing and lethal. But in this world that's the life and love they have no choice but to indulge in.



Alleyways & Rainstorms



Hey everybody, this is the first story I've ever posted on here. Hope you enjoy, and please leave me some feedback! xx

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It was early one Saturday morning as I walked through town, heading home from my best friends house after a late night out the previous evening. It was quite a trek back home, but I didn't have any money left to catch a taxi and it seemed like a nice morning, so I had decided to walk.

All throughout the streets it seemed that the town was deserted. I guess it was too early in the morning for anybody other than me. Then the sky above rumbled with thunder and I let out a sigh of desperation as I began to walk a little faster as I hurried to get home, realizing that I was very inappropriately dressed to be out in a rain storm. I was still in my very short red dress that I wore out last night, and my little jacket hardly had enough material to keep me dry in the rain. 

As I hurried along the streets, the sky was turning a darker shade of gray by the second, when all of a sudden the heavens opened and the downpour started. I tried to keep myself as dry as I could as I tried to find shelter from the rain somewhere. I didn't have much luck keeping dry and it took me a few minutes to find a little sheltered alleyway between a few buildings to get out of the rain.

I moved further into the alleyway where there was more space, and I was trying to dry myself off a little bit when I heard a noise behind me. I spun around startled and saw a man stood a few feet away. He was a bit older than me, maybe in his mid forties, compared to me at just 21.

"I'm sorry I scared you" he said. "I got caught in the rain and came in here to find shelter."

"Me too!" I replied nervously as I noticed his eyes wantingly examining my body, the raindrops running down my thighs, the wetness of the rain causing my dress to grip to my curvaceous body, my hardened nipples straining against the material of my dress.

"So do these storms pass quickly" he asked, "I don't know" I answered tentatively. I wasn't feeling comfortable at all standing in an alleyway with a strange man. He was standing in the narrow entrance, so I went to walk past him to look out of the alley in the hope that the rain wasn't too bad now and I could leave. As I went past him, my bottom brushed against his crotch and I noticed a very obvious bulge there. For some reason I lingered there for a second or two, subtly grinding myself against him. I didn't know why I did it, it was like my mind lost control of my body. I finally did get past him and looked out onto the street. Still practically deserted, still pouring with rain.

Then my brain suddenly had multiple visions of this handsome stranger throwing me against the wall and fucking me. I didn't know what was coming over me, I know that rain makes me horny, but this just wasn't like me at all.

I turned to him and looked down at the impressive bulge in his pants, I think my eyes lingered there a little too long as I was still staring when I told him we could be here for a while. Then I looked up at his face giving him my best seductive smile.

"I'm Melissa" I said to him, reaching out my hand to shake his. "Very nice to meet you Melissa, I'm Jonathan". He took my hand and moved it up to his mouth to kiss it gently. "That was a very gentlemanly greeting" I told him. "There is more where that came from" he responded, half jokingly. "Oh really" I said moving closer toward him, stopping when my face was just inches from his. "Prove it".

He gently stroked my face with his right hand and then leaned in to tenderly kiss my lips. My mouth parted receiving his tongue with eagerness. I pulled away and told him that was nice. I glanced down to see that Jonathan was now rock hard. All the things I wanted to do with that cock were now running through my mind, but I knew I wanted to tease him a little more first.

I took a few steps away and walked further into the alleyway where there was more room. Leaning against the wall I slowly began to lift my dress to reveal the lacy red panties beneath. Rubbing my breasts with my other hand I began to breathe heavily. "I am so horny" I confessed. My hand slipped beneath the fabric of my panties and I looked at Jonathan's face. He was shocked and amazingly turned on, all at the same time. He then undid his belt and zipper and I slid my panties down and threw them onto the ground at his feet, revealing my wet, shaven pussy. He stood and watched as my fingers pressed against my clit, then he removed his cock and started to pull on it. I was driving myself crazy now, I couldn't resist any longer. I told him to stop and he looked at me strangely, his cock throbbing in his hand. I smiled and moved closer, dropping to my knees in front of him, his cock no more than an inch from my face, begging to be sucked. I took his impressive length into my hand and put the head between my lips, teasing him with my tongue as he groaned in pleasure. I inched his delicious cock into my mouth and ran my tongue all over it, expertly teasing him and tasting his pre-cum. He took his hands and grabbed my long blonde hair tightly and began to thrust himself deep into my mouth, pushing his cock down my throat as I sucked ferociously on his magnificent tool. Then suddenly he thrust hard into my mouth forcing me to take his full length and held my head down upon him as he let out a moan, his whole body seemed to shake violently and he poured his cum into my mouth and down my throat. I breathed deeply for a second as he loosened his grip on my hair, catching my breath before I continued to suck on his cock, not wanting to waste any of his delicious cum.

He then pulled me to my feet and crouched in front of me, lifting my right leg and placing it over his shoulder. His tongue passed rapidly over my clit, and darted in and out of my tight, wet pussy with such expertise. My body began to convulse as I felt my orgasm to begin to rise within me. I couldn't control myself as his hand slipped behind me and his fingertip slid into my ass. I couldn't curb my screams of pleasure and I felt like the whole world would hear me as I begged him not to stop. And he didn't stop, not until I'd let out a long ecstatic scream and my orgasm had completely convulsed through my body, sending a shudder down my spine and causing my knees to go weak.

He stood up and I looked down to see his erection at full mast once again. I knew he wasn't finished with me yet. His hands caressed my body, he complimented me on my ample breasts as he cupped them in his hands. Then he slipped the straps of my dress off my shoulders and released my bare breasts from my dress. My dress was nothing more than a small piece of material sitting seductively on my hips now. He spun me around so I was facing the wall and bent me over so I was his for the taking.

Before I even knew what was happening he had entered me fully, and my hot wet pussy had enveloped his hard erect penis like I was made to be fucked by him. He started to fuck me slowly and then he began to pick up the pace, his eyes seemingly mesmerized as he watched the length of his cock slide in and out of my pussy lips. From being all the way inside me to having just the tip of the head inside me, to having his full length inside me again. God this felt so good. And the thick cream of my pussy was giving his cock a gleaming shine.

My pussy was so hot and tight that it gripped him like a vice and I felt his orgasm coming again. He picked up the pace even more, slamming his cock deep into me, harder and harder. My moans grew louder. His cock began to pulse with his orgasm. The feel of his almost bursting cock being inside me made me scream out loud in the thrill of my own earth shattering orgasm, and no sooner had I started, he emptied his cock deep inside of me, filling me fully with his thick, creamy cum.

He stood me upright and turned me around, pushing me against the wall and kissing my mouth as his hands gently stroked and explored my bare breasts. We stood there for a second, holding each other tightly in our arms, both of us completely unaware that it had stopped raining.