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I’d seen the man from a distance, I was at the age where it didn't phase me. I was at the age where my hips and ass phased him. My jeans were pulled tight and so low you could see the lace on my panties. Walking past him I kept staring straight ahead, releasing one of them that was leering over my shoulder.
I yelped, feeling someone smack my ass, spinning to face him. I snarled angrily, ignoring the low pulsing feeling in between my legs.
‘The fuck?’ I screeched at him. The man in question was grinning, tilting his head to the side while he crossed his arms. Muscles bulging. By the paint stains on his trousers I could tell he was a builder. Cock bulging. By the tent in his trousers I could tell he was horny.
I clenched both my fists, noticing how the alley way was not empty and the time in the time I spent the sun had dipped low in the sky, smearing everything with a blue tinge. My eyes flickered from his eyes to his bulge.
‘You want this?’ he said in a thick russian accent, his eyebrows arched.
‘Dirty cunt’ I snapped, dashing my water bottle at him, it hit him in the jaw before it burst open. Drenching part of his shirt. He lunged forward grabbing my shoulder roughly making me squeal loudly
‘I do not have cunt’ he shook me roughly. ‘I see yours instead’ he chuckled, shoving his hands into my jeans making me scream loudly, thrashing away from him. He pushed me against the wall, slapping his hand over my mouth making me scream louder despite it coming out in muffled wails. His hands rubbing the front of my panties. He hooked them to the side with one finger, smudging my arousal around in a circle making me jolt forward.
‘Who has dirty cunt now little bitch?’ he sneered, his finger moving aimlessly around my swollen clit. I bit into his palm trying to push my legs together but I only wedged his hand further. He pressed harder onto my mouth making me stop thrashing as aggressively because it hurt, instead I whimpered. Tears welling in my eyes.
This disgusting man was sexually assaulting me, and it felt good. So good. I wanted to spread my legs and let him force his cock deep into my virgin pussy. I moaned against him, making him laugh whilst he removed his fingers to observe the sticky wetness coating them.
‘You move, i kill. You scream, I kill’ he grunted, unzipping his trousers, moving his hand from my mouth to roughly jiggle my breasts. ‘No breasts’ he muttered to himself. Flicking a hard nipple makes me flinch. I remained quiet though cowering away from him. He was going to rape me. His cock springing out his trousers. It was thick and leaking pre cum out the tip, the head was so red. I swallowed nervously rubbing my thighs together. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a condom and tried to use both hands to put it on.
I gulped and ran. I sprinted out the alleyway and down the road still not seeing anyone, I heard him loudly cursing in the distance but I didn't look back. He was going to rape me. My pussy wished he did. My mouth wished he did too.
I’d seen the man from a distance, I was at the age where it didn't phase me. I was at the age where my hips and ass phased him. My jeans were pulled tight and so low you could see the lace on my panties. Walking past him I kept staring straight ahead, releasing one of them that was leering over my shoulder.
I yelped, feeling someone smack my ass, spinning to face him. I snarled angrily, ignoring the low pulsing feeling in between my legs.
‘The fuck?’ I screeched at him. The man in question was grinning, tilting his head to the side while he crossed his arms. Muscles bulging. By the paint stains on his trousers I could tell he was a builder. Cock bulging. By the tent in his trousers I could tell he was horny.
I clenched both my fists, noticing how the alley way was not empty and the time in the time I spent the sun had dipped low in the sky, smearing everything with a blue tinge. My eyes flickered from his eyes to his bulge.
‘You want this?’ he said in a thick russian accent, his eyebrows arched.
‘Dirty cunt’ I snapped, dashing my water bottle at him, it hit him in the jaw before it burst open. Drenching part of his shirt. He lunged forward grabbing my shoulder roughly making me squeal loudly
‘I do not have cunt’ he shook me roughly. ‘I see yours instead’ he chuckled, shoving his hands into my jeans making me scream loudly, thrashing away from him. He pushed me against the wall, slapping his hand over my mouth making me scream louder despite it coming out in muffled wails. His hands rubbing the front of my panties. He hooked them to the side with one finger, smudging my arousal around in a circle making me jolt forward.
‘Who has dirty cunt now little bitch?’ he sneered, his finger moving aimlessly around my swollen clit. I bit into his palm trying to push my legs together but I only wedged his hand further. He pressed harder onto my mouth making me stop thrashing as aggressively because it hurt, instead I whimpered. Tears welling in my eyes.
This disgusting man was sexually assaulting me, and it felt good. So good. I wanted to spread my legs and let him force his cock deep into my virgin pussy. I moaned against him, making him laugh whilst he removed his fingers to observe the sticky wetness coating them.
‘You move, i kill. You scream, I kill’ he grunted, unzipping his trousers, moving his hand from my mouth to roughly jiggle my breasts. ‘No breasts’ he muttered to himself. Flicking a hard nipple makes me flinch. I remained quiet though cowering away from him. He was going to rape me. His cock springing out his trousers. It was thick and leaking pre cum out the tip, the head was so red. I swallowed nervously rubbing my thighs together. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a condom and tried to use both hands to put it on.
I gulped and ran. I sprinted out the alleyway and down the road still not seeing anyone, I heard him loudly cursing in the distance but I didn't look back. He was going to rape me. My pussy wished he did. My mouth wished he did too.