Melissa’s Night Out

By WhyBnormal.
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This was going to be a fun night. It had been so long since she had gone out, and anything would be better than another night at home. She was dressed in a tight black dress that wrapped around every curve of her body. It was soft material, and so thin it felt bare there. She had on dark stockings and black pumps. Her hair was black, and it made her light skin and eyes pop. She liked what she saw in the mirror. She threw on a leather jacket cut short, so her ass still showed. She always was a little self-conscious, but she shook it off. Time to be the woman she knew she was.

Melissa walked into “The Hideaway” with confidence. She and her tinder date, Carl, were to meet here at 8. She was a little late, but Melissa thought she would be okay. Her first stop was the bar. “Jager” she requested when the bartender came over. As she was waiting for her drink, she scanned the bar. There were a few guys playing pool over in the corner and a few others talking by the jukebox. Melissa estimated there were a total of about 40 people in the bar.

Her phone buzzed. The message said, “Hey, I think I’ll see you at the bar.” She looked up and saw Carl sitting at a table in the background.

Her 5’7” frame was perched delicately on the stool. The tiny black mini-skirt she wore left little to the imagination. She was wearing thigh highs with a thong. Her long legs ended in black stiletto heels. She also had on a transparent white top covering a black strappy top. She wore all of her dark hair down and straightened. Her bright blue-green eyes shined. She was a gorgeous lady. She had smaller perky breasts with a thick butt but was still slender and very sexy.

She found the first few moments awkward as they made small talk. The waitress brought them over drinks, and by the second round, the conversation flowed easy. The music was upbeat but not too loud to drown out their conversation. Carl admitted he was a great dancer, but they went out to the floor anyway. He tried to keep up, but Melissa was a very rhythmic dancer. He made a smart excuse to get them drinks.

A few moments, she was in the small area of people where they have gathered to dance. Her hips and arms sway to the music, her eyes close. He’s watching her. She decides since he’s watching her anyway, let’s make a show of it. Her black heels were just tall enough to give her legs and ass a nice shape, but not so tall she was floundering every time she had to walk. Her top was a soft satin button-down.

She began to dance more seductively, watching his eyes roam over her body. Her hips swayed. Her hands trailing up her thighs and waist. She spun around, her back now to him. She lets the music fill her and moves with it. She continues to dance for a bit until she feels a bit of sweat. She walked to the bathroom to refresh herself.

As soon as she opened the door to return to the table, the noise level shot from a dull roar to its full volume again. The door closed behind her, and she took a step out into the small hallway again. She’d barely made it 2 feet from the door when suddenly Carl popped up.

All this happened in less than five seconds, and she turned to see Carl. She should not have been surprised the way she danced, of course, he would want more. This was a little too intrusive. She stayed several more minutes then made the excuse her stomach was bothering her.

She opened the door to the back of the bar that led to a narrow alley. She then turned a quick corner to a more secluded and dead-end of the L shape the alley turned into. It was very secluded, and there were several large trash bins, cardboard boxes, and used kegs. A dog peeked out from one of the boxes. It growled quietly. She just wanted a minute to clear her mind.

She was grabbed from behind and shoved against the wall. Her purse hit the wall as her arms twisted up behind her, and her body was trapped in place against the wall. She felt lips kiss her neck. Her heart started racing, and the shock caused her throat to tighten and her stomach to drop. After a quick beat, her instincts kicked in, and she started struggling against the body restraining her.

Suddenly, the hand that was no longer holding her wrists reached down and grabbed the hem of her skirt. Her skirt was quickly flipped up over her ass, baring her thong and thigh highs to whoever was behind her, and a strong solid hand ran down her bare ass cheek. “you are going to go to jail” She wanted him to know that this was not going to happen.

Fingers now ran down the fabric of her thong, pulling it to the side as it went. Then the hand moved down her ass again and toward her pussy. She could feel her cheeks flush, knowing the fingers reached their intended destination. She was sure her voice would quiver and give away that her heart was racing for more than just the fear of this moment. She was mildly aroused by this total loss of power and control she was experiencing.

The fingers reached her pussy and did not pause at all. A Finger forcefully plunged inside of her. The sensation caused her to tilt her hips and not away from the invasion. No, her hips automatically tilted back to open up wider and press her ass into the cock behind her.

She could feel a shift behind her and knew that her attacker was undoing his jeans and pulling his dick out. She scrunched her eyes up and struggled against what was coming next. She tried twisting her arms free. She tried kicking behind her. She tried dropping her weight to throw off his balance. Nothing she tried gained her even an inch of additional freedom.

He then began to slowly slide between her, rubbing his dick up and down her slit with the thong holding it up against her pussy lips. It felt shorter and stubby compared to her husband. But he was the only man she had been with so she didn’t know if his or this guy was the normal shape. The head begins to hit her clit with every pass. The feeling is strangely stimulating. He fondles her breast while using them to pull his body closer. She felt wetness start to leak out over his dick. This can’t be happening.

There was a small mattress that someone had discarded. It dawned on her; it was probably him! He roughly set her down to sit. She looked up, and it wasn’t Carl. He has an older homeless looking man. His clothes were dirty and his face full of stubble.

He roughly grabbed at her ripping her shirt. “Please, no,” she squeaked.

Quicker than Melissa would’ve thought possible in the shadowed alley of the bar, he pounced on her and tied her hands over her head with some ripped fabric of her shirt. She was tied to the dumpster with her body on the mattress. Her torn shirt was slightly exposing her bra. She was still dressed mostly in her skirt, stockings, thong, and heels.

The guy then scooted back until he got between her legs and lifted her tight dress up further until he exposed her panties. He pulled the silky black thong down. He rubbed his mushroom tip up and down her slit wetting it with his precum. He slowly pushed the tip in, then deeper the whole thing was all the way in! The dog must be his cause; it watched him molest her. She was unsure of this grungy stranger put his filthy dick in her pussy. She thought about diseases, unwanted pregnancy, any number of things.

“You like that?” he asked.

No response. ‘No, it was much better with my husband’s long cock,’ she wanted to say.

He kept pumping for maybe a minute. She was trying to work her wrists from his flimsy knot. “God, babe. I’ve been backed up for nearly a week. I bet with a hot ass like yours, you love it doggy style.”

He grabbed her waist and gently flipped her over. Her face and chest were down on the mattress, and he shifted her, so her ass was sticking up in the air. He rubbed his still-hard dick on her slit, then grabbed her ass and pushed his cock into her pussy that was slick with his precum. He re-tied her hands to the dumpster, and she couldn’t see him behind her anymore, which was a small comfort.

“Baby, I’m getting close. I’m gonna cum soon,” he said.

“Nooo,” squeaked Melissa in her stupor.

“Mmmmffff… God… Yeah, bitch, I’m cumming!”

He pulled out quickly, leaving her tied with and her ass exposed to the world. Without another word, she heard the sound of his feet as he ran from the back alley. The whole ordeal lasted 3 minutes. Melissa took a deep breath and hoped help would arrive soon. She continued to work on the knots on her wrist, perhaps a few more minutes and she would be free. She could feel the wetness on her as the wind blew across it.

It was strangely quiet for a time. She still had her jacket on, and the skirt hiked up. She was face down on the mattress, her ass sticking up in the air. Her stockings and shoes were still on. She must have looked like a porn pinup girl, and she was determined not to be seen like this.

Then she felt something—a little hot air on her backside. Then a tongue licking her. It wasn’t like she felt before. She had no view as she was tied to the dumpster. It was lapping at her from her pussy up to her ass. It tingled as it made contact with her clit. She felt it penetrate her rubbing in her inner lips. The sensation made her crotch tingle.

She felt a weight on the arch of her back. As two arms hooked her side, they clumsily pawed at her jacket, pinning it to her hips. She felt a large slick dick rubbing on her. This one was much bigger and slicker. It plunged in quickly. Then out again. The slick feeling easily entered her even as it stretched her. She found herself wanting the thick warm rod in her.

She was suddenly filled with dick. Her pussy fully enveloped the cock shoved balls deep without any gentle build-up or warning. Her body flinched again. It didn’t flinch away from the attack, it clenched around the foreign cock as it began pulling back before shoving in hard again. She admitted to herself that it felt really good. “mmm” the noise escaped her lips.

Her pussy walls pulsed around the thrusting cock as it sank into her over and over again. Her nipples were hard nubs pressing against the lacy fabric of her bra. Her hips were now engaged in a dance with those behind her, her clit was exposed to the sensations it craved.

“Ooo,” she moaned.

She was hardly aware even that her hands had been freed even as they came up to steady herself on the wall in front of her as she leaned her body into the one behind her.

Melissa’s legs started shaking with the force of her building pleasure. The fear of the attack was completely gone from her head, only focused on the cock pounding her from behind. Oblivious to the incoherent moans escaping her each time, She was completely filled again. Yes. She couldn’t resist. He knew how to fuck her the right way.

“Ooh, mmm,” she said. The pressure on her hips pulled her down onto his cock. Her pussy clenched hard on the cock. “Yeah, you like that tight pussy?” she asked.

The animalistic grunts in her ear sounded unexpected. He was panting hard. She placed her forehead on the mattress to look between her legs at her pussy getting fucked. It was hard to see, but it wasn’t the man. Her stomach dropped. She yelped and tried to getaway.

It slipped out as she squirmed away. She noticed a fully extended cock now, and it was huge. It had a small head but thickened more in the center before disappearing into its sheath. Melissa felt a pulsing at her clit. Realizing she had just been getting turned on fucking, a dog’s dick filled her with disgust.

In the bat of an eye, he was on her again, pushing her down into the mattress with her ass in the air. She felt it sliding between her ass cheeks, sliding up along her pussy to rub her clit, poking the skin beside her pussy, and then his tip entered her with a hard thrust of his hips buried inches of hard dick in her pussy. Her movements were futile as his paws tightened around her waist and held her to his animal thrusts. His cock felt huge. Melissa had never been fucked so fast, hard, and deep before!

She tried to move but was pinned down. She was his prisoner now. This animal had complete control of her body now. His motion was relentless, powerful, and primal as he impaled his hot cock in her. He continued pounding his cock deep inside her until the constant caressing of her clit had her tensing pussy again clamping on his dog cock. Instinctively, she was making thrusting motions, so as he thrust at her, she thrust back at him, driving his cock deeper in her pussy.

“Oh, yes, fuck me hard.”

She had lost all reason she wanted to be fucked by this dog’s cock hard until she came. The familiar feeling of oncoming orgasm began to build in her, Melissa began moaning and grinding her puffy aching clit. She was trying to get him to fuck her pussy harder, and with each thrust of his cock, she grew nearer and nearer to orgasm. His lubricated dick penetrated in her wanting hole.

Melissa began thrusting hard against him. She also felt her pussy getting tighter. Her pussy began to contract and release his dick. She couldn’t believe she was about to orgasm on this dog’s cock! “right there don’t stop please don’t stop” As her back arched his animal cock seemed to shift inside her until she felt his sharp tip knocking forcefully fucking his stiffened cock into that small opening, prying it open as he entered her there and soon she felt his hot dog dick stabbing deep throbbing the length of her birth canal as it filled her, had her straining to accept the last of his stiff dick.

“Oh, God, don’t stop. I’m gonna cum.”

The more she wiggled, the closer she got to orgasm. All of a sudden, the dog began to whine, his hips thrust hard one more time, and she felt a huge flood of cum squirt deep into her pussy. She came so hard she was surprised her kegel muscles didn’t hurt the dog’s cock. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, her pussy clenching and unclenching around his dick as he shot deep inside her. His cum filled her pussy and dripped out in large streams. She had never felt so thoroughly fucked!

The End.

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

2 comments

  • Phyllis

    Mmmm, would you mind telling me which alley that was, sis? Never know when I might be in the neigborhood!
    Great tale (tail?)… thank you for posting!

    Reply
  • Ann

    I agree with you. That alley is very interesting.

    Reply

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