Against The Wall

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A hot babe gets a back alley bang.
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I looked at my watch and I saw that it was already two in the morning. Under normal circumstances, that wouldn't have been a problem since I like partying until dawn but I was a bit tired tonight. Sleep was something that my body seemed to be craving more than sex—not that there was a shortage of people, from both genders, that I considered as potential bed partners at the bar in Makati where I regularly hung out.

I went over to my friends Katya and Jaycee, who were at the bar, getting their drinks refilled. I tapped Kat on the shoulder and told her, "I'm ducking out for the night, guys."

Katya turned with a smile on her face. "Just got lucky?" she asked. Jaycee was looking at me with a mischievous smile of her own.

"Nope," I told them. "I think I need to sleep early today. I'm tired."

The two of them understood. They both knew I'd been busy with work. I was the host and writer of a late-night, sex-oriented radio program and I usually stayed even after my shift to brainstorm with my staff regarding the next broadcasts. We rate well enough for my bosses and I was personally happy with the whole gig.

"Okay, I'll tell the others that you went on home," she told me.

"You want me to drive you home?" Jaycee offered.

"No, thanks," I said. I wanted her to enjoy herself; she deserved it after her promotion at the ad agency where she worked. "Live it up—you're a big shot now, Jayce."

Jaycee laughed at that. "Not as big as you, Asia. You sure?"

"Yeah. I'd better leave while I can still drive."

"If a cop stops you, you can always find a way out of it, right?" Katya said. We shared another laugh at that one. I kissed her and then Jaycee on the cheek. "See you tomorrow, guys," I told them.

"Text me when you get home, okay?" Katya called after me.

I flashed her a thumbs-up to assure her that I would. I made my way past the crowd towards the door and then exited the bar. The night air was sweet as I breathed it into my lungs to clear them of the smoke-filled atmosphere of the bar. I still smoke myself but it's a habit I'm trying to kick. Nowadays, I don't really smoke unless I'm with people who do and even then I try not to go beyond maybe two cigarettes.

I walked towards the parking lot where I had left my car. The good spots closest to the bar had been filled up early so I had no choice. Anyway, the exercise would help clear the buzz in my head from the drinks I had. Hopefully, by the time I got to my car, I could drive steadily enough to pass for sober. If I wasn't feeling tired, I'd have taken a guy into the restroom and indulged in my favorite way of taking the edge off an alcoholic buzz. Oh, well, maybe some other time, I thought. Maybe I could even ask Katya or Jaycee or one of our other friends to come over tomorrow for a little hair of the dog...among other things.

I started to think of who I was going to try to get into the sack with me and contemplating the fun I'd have getting it on with them when someone grabbed me from behind. A hand was clamped over my mouth.

"I'm not going to hurt you but please don't make any trouble," a voice—a guy, from the sound of it—said. He brought me bodily to a nearby alleyway. There was a light there. It wasn't too bright but enough to see me by as he shoved me under it, against a wall.

"Don't turn around until I tell you to, okay?" he said. I was mentally berating myself for getting into this kind of situation and wondering what it was he wanted when I felt his hand leave my mouth and cup my left breast.

Well, at least I knew what he wanted.

"I listen to your show every night, you horny bitch. I saw you at the bar and I...I wanted to talk to you but there were so many guys surrounding you. When I saw you leaving, I figured, fuck it, I'd take my chances." As he spoke, he squeezed my breast gently while doing the same thing to my butt. I had to admit, I was starting to get hot. Not that I wanted to be raped or anything but I'd be lying if I said that I didn't fantasize about somebody having their way with me. And now this guy was starting to do just that, and in public too—well, as public as an alleyway could be, anyway. That was two fantasies in one.

I made up my mind right away. He hadn't taken my purse away from me. My phone was there and so was a can of military-grade Mace that an admirer gave me as a present. If things got too rough for my taste, I had an idea how to distract him long enough to get out of this jam.

"Yeah?" I replied. "Well, looks like you're doing real good with your chance so far."

That got him more active. His hand began pinching my left nipple while his other hand was inside my skirt and grabbing at my buttock. His lips touched the back of my neck. I could smell his cologne. It was nice brand; expensive, too. From the way he spoke English and from the way he was trembling with nervousness as much as excitement, I figured there was a good chance that he was a college kid from one of the more upscale schools in Metro Manila.

The hand inside my skirt took hold of the waistband of my thong and began to pull at it as if to take it off. His other hand was trying to take my top off.

"Let me help you," I told him. I surreptitiously dropped my purse on top of a stack of boxes next to us. He didn't notice. I slipped off my top—easy enough since it was just a short tube blouse—and dropped it over my purse to cover it. Then I took his hand and put it back on my breast. I heard him whisper "shit" when he discovered that I had no bra. I smiled at his reaction, despite the precariousness of the situation.

Next to come off was my miniskirt. I dropped it on top of my blouse. His hand didn't need guiding. He found the crotch of my thong immediately and began to fondle my pussy. That felt good and I let him know it with a short gasp.

His left hand was now alternately mashing my breasts and pinching and pulling my nipples. Meanwhile, his hand was inside my thong as he tried to insert a finger into my pussy. I reached behind me, found his crotch, and felt the bulge straining against his pants. I held it as best as I could and rubbed it, feeling it getting bigger.

"You want my cock so badly? I'll give it to you," he said. "Kneel, you horny bitch." I tried not to smirk. Typical college-kid tough talk but a bit of a turn-on anyway. I knelt, thinking that now I could see his face just in case I needed to ID him in a lineup but he grabbed my hair and kept my face level with his crotch.

"Don't fucking look at me. Just pay attention to my cock, bitch." His pants were open and he was bringing his tool out of his boxer shorts. Spongebob boxer shorts, no less. A gift from his girlfriend or his mother, no doubt. I began to stroke it once it was free. From the look of it, it was five and a half inches and quite thick.

"Suck it, bitch," he growled but I didn't need the hint. I braced myself with my left hand on his hip and gripped his shaft with my right hand. I began to jerk him off, slowly at first. I felt him quiver and he looked up, gasping, whispering, "oh, fuck, oh, fuck" like he'd never had a handjob before. That was my cue to stroke him faster and grip his cock tighter.

I started to blow him in earnest. Suck, lick, deep suck—that was what I did and it really turned him on. "Shit, shit, shit, shit..." was all he could say. After several minutes, he pulled my head off his cock and told me to stand up. He backed me against the wall; knowing what he was up to, I took off my thong and cast it aside with the rest of my clothes. He then rammed his cock inside me, trying to get it all in with one thrust but not quite making it. He had to take two more thrusts. Once he was in, he grabbed my hands, pinned them to the wall, and began humping me. It hurt at first since he hadn't lubricated me properly but I had been fingering myself while blowing him so the pain didn't last too long. He also tried to suck on my tits so I stuck them forward to make it easy for him. Again, he started with my left nipple and then my right. Left, right, left, right, like a windshield wiper. Not that he was overly concerned with making sure that I enjoyed myself but it was kind of nice of him to make an effort anyway.

After a while, he let go of my hands and then lifted up one of my legs, followed by the other. He put them around his waist as best as he could and hung onto the small of my back. He kept humping all the while. I held on to the wall and found that there was nothing to grip so I held onto his neck. His thrusts got deeper and faster and harder. I thought he was finally going to cum but then he put my legs down.

"Turn around, Asia," he told me. Well, since he was being polite calling me by my name, I obliged him. With no further adieu, he began to doggystyle me. I felt myself getting pressed against the wall by his thrusts. Now this felt better. I checked the street and saw no one passing by. That was bad news if this guy wanted to do me harm but it didn't seem that way now. He was more concerned with getting himself off than committing any mayhem upon me.

I was getting into the swing of things, so to speak, and even moaning a little when he withdrew his cock. I thought he was done but then he steadied my hips and aimed a little upward. Hmmm...what's this? I asked myself. The head of his cock bumped up against my butthole. I got the picture. He was trying to buttfuck me but he couldn't get it in, even if he was wet.

"You got a condom?" I asked him.

"Huh? Yeah, Asia, why?" he replied.

"Use it. It's lubricated so you can enter my back door easier."

He rummaged through his pockets quickly and found what he needed. It took him two tries to put it on because he was nervous. He was scanning the street too, looking for anyone who might break up our little party. Once it was on, I steadied myself and waited for him to come in. It took a while and it hurt a little. I hadn't been reamed in the ass for quite some time. But eventually, he was inside. He gripped my hips and began to pump fast, not even waiting for my butthole to adjust to the presence of his cock. Oh, well. Even the slight pain was a turn-on. I closed my eyes and felt his cock sliding in and out of my ass. One of my hands fondled my breasts and then went down to finger my pussy. If he noticed, he didn't let on. He was too busy fucking my butt.

A few minutes later, I heard him say "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Asia, I'm cumming". I began to match his rhythm, my butt meeting his cock as it came forward.

"Ah, fuck! You're the best!" he told me. I mentally thanked him for the compliment. He repeated his words again and I felt him pull me towards him. His cock entered my butt as deep as it could. I felt his cum painting the inside of my butt white. I gave out a little gasp as I came a few seconds after he did. I took out my finger and stuck it in my mouth, licking my pussy juice.

A few moments later, he slid his cock out of my ass. He leaned against the other wall, looking at me. "God, Asia, you're the best. No wonder your show's so fucking hot."

"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," I told him with a smile. After all, the kid had satisfied me. My butt was a little sore but I could move so I began to fix myself up and put my clothes back on before we were spotted.

"Sorry if I scared you, Asia," he said. "I mean, I really did just want to talk to you about...well, about my girlfriend. She never lets me fuck her in the ass." I got a good look at him. I was right: he was a college kid, probably with a nice enough girlfriend but looking for something extra when it came to the horizontal mambo. He had a sincerely contrite look on his face as he asked: "Did I hurt you?"

"A little but I'll get over it, " I told him, picking up my purse.

"You want me to drive you to your house or something?" he asked. "My car's over by the bar."

"No, thanks," I told him. "My car's just at that parking lot across the street."

"Well...thanks for the...for everything..." he said awkwardly. My heart went out to him a little.

"You're welcome. Next time, though, approach me and ask me first, okay?" I said.

"Okay...hey, can we maybe, uh..."

"Tell you what: you give me your number and let's see if I can't set up a personal sex-ed class for you and your girlfriend. That way, you two can learn to satisfy each other."

"Sure!" He gave me his mobile-phone number and I saved it on my phone. I promised to text him and I intend to keep that promise. At the very least, I'll be able to get some payback for what he did to me. And if he does convince his girl to come along...well, that's going to be the icing on the cake for me.

He accompanied me to the parking lot, saw me to my car, and then bid me goodbye. I told him to wait for my text and see if he could talk to his girl. He promised he would. Whether or not this leads to some more hot and heavy action, I don't know. But I have to admit that fulfilling two fantasies in one night was nice. And I wasn't feeling so tired anymore.

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MarcelineTheVampireQueenMarcelineTheVampireQueenabout 11 years ago
SHUT UP!

For everyone who says this is bull, well like go die or something because I for one LOVED it. It's not everyday I find a story here that kinda relates to me. I work at SoundErotica and that story is EXACTLY what I would do in that situation. So to everyone whose being an ass, SHUT UP. ^-^

egeswenderegeswenderalmost 13 years ago
Do you know the meaning of the word reluctant?

How is this non-consensual? There are also some continuity issues.

FallenMorganFallenMorganalmost 16 years ago
Hot

I liked it, and for everyone else, the section is Nonconcent/Reluctance. Notice the reluctance part. Good grammar and whatnot.

theMaventheMavenalmost 16 years ago
Good except...

I enjoyed it. There was a good blend of action, dialogue and narration. However, as another reviewer pointed out, you seemed to forget that the male character had put on a condom at Asia's behest and, supposedly, used it during their anal intercourse.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 16 years ago
wish

wish i was able to read your other story or maybe you could translate it

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