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Late Night Date Night
by Georgia Greene (address withheld)
***
"Miss Glass. Can you tell me anything about what
happened?" The doctor's clipboard already wore some
chicken scratches and her pen was poised for more.
"Please. Anything at all would help us help you."
Alice stared at the floor where the seed running down
her legs started to drip from her toes in a steady
even beat. She still felt their hands on her pinning
her down. She parted her split lip and whimpered, "I
just wanted to get home." (MMF, nc, rp, anal, v)
***
Alice trembled on the doctor's mat and felt naked in
the paper gown they'd given her just before stuffing
her ripped green dress in a giant evidence bag.
Through the window pane in the door, she saw the
police who found her speaking with a large middle aged
black woman in a white lab coat.
Alice raised her hand to wipe her nose, ignoring the
giant purple bruises. Cum ran down her thin pale legs
across more ugly blotches and more pooled on the
sterilized bed in the spot under Alice's lap. Usually
she was pretty but now one bright sea green eye was so
swollen she could barely see through it. Her blonde
hair dirty and matted. The woman entered the room and
sat in front of her with a clip board. Her name tag
read Dr. Bare MD.
"Miss Glass. Can you tell me anything about what
happened?" The doctor's clipboard already wore some
chicken scratch and her pen was poised for more.
"Please. Anything at all would help us help you."
Alice stared at the floor where the seed running down
her legs started to drip from her toes in a steady
even beat. She still felt their hands on her pinning
her down. She parted her split lip and whimpered, "I
just wanted to get home."
Two Hours Earlier...
The movie sucked. Terrible acting and a worst story.
Not that Alice could concentrate anyway. Dave's hands
kept roaming and more than twice she had to move them
from under her little green sundress and off her
little B cups. She agreed to give him a hand job if
he'd stop and Dave took the deal.
Alice spat in her hand and wrapped it around his cock,
pumping her fist up and down until he grew stiff. He
still groped her but he at least kept his hands on her
breasts, kneading them as he breathed deep. He came
during a big explosion scene and started laughing as
his seed rolled down her fingers. Charming. But at
least he was a gentleman through the rest of the
movie.
That changed in the parking lot. Dave opened the door
to his Hummer and she climbed inside, setting her
purse down beside her. Alice expected him to shut the
door but he hit the lever and her seat suddenly
dropped back. Dave climbed on top of her, closing the
door and pressing his lips against her, massaging her
breast through the thin dresses fabric. She turned her
head away from him and pushed his chest, her arms
straining.
"Dave no..."
"Shh. Just lay back and let me take care of this." His
cock was stiffening up again and he started to raise
her dress. "I want to say thank you for the helping
hand in the theater."
"Please. I don't want to." Alice squirmed but Dave
just reached under her skirt, pushed her panties
aside, and stuck his fat index finger inside. Her body
tensed. "No! Get off!"
She slapped him across the face, catching him off
guard. His face twisted into a horrid mask and Dave
punched her mouth, busting her lip open. He wrapped
his fingers around her neck, pinning her onto the seat
and started to unbuckle his belt. Alice began to cry,
couldn't believe this was happening to her.
He seemed so sweet. Dave lowered his pants, dick
already up and pendulous balls hanging down. Alice
took her shot quick, raising her knee as hard as she
could, planting them hard in his crotch. Dave cried
out like a wounded wolf and pulled back both hands to
cup his sack. Alice reached the door handle and jumped
out of the car, taking off as Dave howled, curled in
the passenger seat in a fetal position.
Alice kicked off her heels so she could run faster.and
by the time she realized that she'd left behind her
purse and with it her wallet, ID, and phone, she was
already lost. The neighborhood transformed into a
ghetto around her. Fat big-rumped rats ran rampant,
darting into the streets and ducking into sewers when
cars passed by.
Alice just hoped she wouldn't step on glass. She
didn't recognize the street signs and no one around
looked friendly enough to ask. The adrenaline from her
struggle with Dave had worn off and Alice was starting
to panic. She started walking, hoping she would find a
restaurant or a police station but every other
building was boarded up. Finally, she caught sight of
an older Hispanic woman with a cane.
"Miss? Can I borrow your phone? I'm lost."
The woman gave Alice a once over and spat on the
ground. "Put some clothes on. Look like a whore."
Someone started laughing. The older woman shuffled off
and Alice looked over to see three men sitting on a
stoop smiling, laughing, and pointing at her. Alice
kept moving, praying she might find a pay phone (if
those existed anymore) or maybe a police station. She
moved down the street but the further she went, the
less street lights there were.
It wasn't until she turned around, looking for a
street sign, that Alice noticed she was being
followed. By the three men from earlier. The trio
picked up speed when she noticed them and when she
started running, they picked up into a sprint, ganging
on her with incredible speed. The biggest, a Hispanic
man 6'6 and heavy set, grabbed for her and caught the
dress, ripping one of the straps. Alice tried to keep
ahead but he didn't miss the second time, grabbing her
arm and spinning her around.
"Nice catch, Juan."
She tried to fight him off, throwing her small balled
fists but they just bounced off Juan's muscles and by
now his friends had caught up and surrounded her. His
friends grabbed each arm and covered her mouth before
half carrying her in the rest of the block, letting
Alice's feet drag across the sidewalk. They ducked
into an alley and pushed her face down in the
concrete. She tried to stand but Juan pushed her to
the ground and climbed on top of her. When she tried
to rear her head, he palmed the back of her head and
pressed her face into the concrete.
"Lupe. Give me the knife."
A shorter man with a mustache reached in his back
pocket and handed the blade over. Juan sliced through
the thin dress fabric and Alice screamed. "No! No! Get
off me!"
Juan chuckled and called his friends over to hold
Alice's arms down as he kicks his pants off and tosses
aside the green dress. Then, he runs the blade through
her panties and cuts them off with a quick flick.
Alice heard Juan spit and then felt the slick wet
massive mushroom pushing against her pussy lips. She
tensed up and tried to get away, bucking and
squirming, but they pin her tiny frame tight and Juan
drove in, moaning and starting to thrust. Alice could
barely breathe, his hard heavy body pressing down on
her.
"She's tight as a mouse cunt." Juan said between
groans.
"How the fuck you know that, bro?" his friend asked.
Alice cried, tears spilling down her pale cheeks. She
screamed until her throat was hoarse but no one came
to help her and her attackers weren't worried. One of
them even laughed at her struggling. Juan was bigger
than anyone she'd had inside her before and brutal,
slamming his hips against her. Alice's face scraped
the concrete and her ears filled with the sound of
Juan over her grunting and panting, his sweaty skin
slapping against hers. His friends played with
themselves and watched, getting big and hard.
"Hurry up, man." Lupe started stroking her ear,
sickeningly tender. "I want my turn on this piece."
Juan thrust harder. "Almost there. Almost."
He almost roared when his cock started to jump and
spasm inside her. He spurt sticky ropes of warm wet
cum inside her, driving in just a few more times to
empty his load. Juan slipped off sweaty and satisfied.
Alice trembled and sobbed. She tried to close her legs
but Lupe climbed on top of her and forced them apart
with his knee. He wrapped his fingers around her neck
before pushing inside her, squeezing as he smashed her
bruised pussy in. Alice's face went red as she tried
to draw in air, getting just enough.
He moaned and his dick jumped inside her, spurting
sticky ropes of wet cum into her pussy. He drove
inside a few more times, shooting the last of his load
before rolling off her trapped body onto his back.
Alice trembled from head to toe whimpering. Lupe
climbed on top next and sank inside. He was just
slightly smaller than Juan but more aggressive,
wrapping his fingers around Alice's neck and holding
it as he smashed her bruised pussy in. She blubbered
and squirmed but Lupe laughed, enjoying the struggle.
He gripped Alice's arm and twisted it painfully behind
her back, keeping her in place. He shoved himself deep
inside her, using Juan's seed as a lubricant.
"No pain, no gain cunt."
Alice tried to stay conscious, afraid of what might
happen if she passed out. When Lupe came, she thought
the worst was over. Their friend took his place but
instead of spreading her sugar walls open again, he
slid one fat index finger in his mouth before pressing
it against her puckered brown eye. Alice's eyes shot
wide open when he shoved the digit inside her virgin
asshole. He slid it back and forth, testing her out.
She started to fight and thrash again but Juan and
Lupe pounced on her, keeping her pinned as she bucked
like an animal in a trap.
"No! Not there! Please you can't put in in there!"
Lupe slugged her hand in the eye. "Fucking bitch!
Omar, you be her first!"
"I'll make it real special. She'll never forget."
Then Omar pulled his finger out and replaced it with
his cock head. Alice screamed and flailed but Lupe
clamped his hand over her mouth and Juan kept her
pinned in place as their friend sank his rigid shaft
into her tight asshole. Her muffled sobs echoed
through the alley and tears spilled from her eyes down
Lupe's fingers.
Omar groaned and pushed deeper as her muscles tensed
around him like a Chinese finger trap. He sucked on
her neck as he sodomized her, his tongue tracing
against her soft skin.
Alice's head pounded and her entire body was so sore
from the assault. When she felt herself beginning to
pass out, she went with it hoping to escape the
torture they put her body through. Omar just grew more
aggressive, using his dick like a jackhammer, ramming
her colon in with brutal force until finally his meat
started to spasm, he moaned, and finished with an
exploding geyser of wet spunk.
He lay on top of her for just a moment, exhausted from
the effort before pulling his now half-limp cock from
her bruised stretched asshole, pulling a trail of cum
with him. He climbed off and Lupe freed her mouth.
The trio dressed quickly, ignoring Alice as if she'd
never been there. She sobbed naked on the ground and
they ran off, abandoning her with the garbage. Cum
leaked from her violated snatch and the bruises were
already raising on her aching body.
The police department didn't get the call until 6:00am
that morning, a garbage collector found a young blonde
in her mid-twenties passed out there, still naked. Her
license and purse were missing. When she woke up, she
would only give her name-Alice Glass-but she didn't
feel like the same girl anymore.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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