This day and age every girl has some forced sex stories. Wanna hear one of mine?  Read on…

Do you like forced sex stories? Yes? Then I have got to tell you about what happened last night.  This is one sex story I have just got to get off my chest.  I’m still shaking… I don’t think I slept a wink! I was walking home from a girls’ night out. Normally, I wouldn’t be walking that late, but we had a few too many cocktails to drive home. It wasn’t too far from home and it’s a relatively quiet town.

I was enjoying the cool damp air on my skin. Other than the faint sound of an empty chip bag skittering across the blacktop in the breeze and my steady footsteps, it was quiet. I turned down the darkened alley that comes out near my back yard. The street lamp was out and the wind began to pick up, making my short pleated skirt dance and lift.

Suddenly, I felt very exposed. The alley was lined with trees and fences and small sheds and garages. Then, I saw something shift ahead of me. I stopped short, and paused, wondering if my eyes were playing tricks on me. I took a deep breath, sucking in the night air, letting it fill my lungs, then swallowed and continued forward.

Taking a few steps, I tried to shake off the awful foreboding that had fallen over me. Behind me, I began to hear the faintest tapping of another set of shoes walking down the alley. I didn’t glance over my shoulder, I thought no good could come of that. I picked up my pace, trying to be nonchalant about it, and the steps behind me grew louder and quicker too.

Panic began to set in.

Frantically, I started to run, but my legs had turned to jelly and I stumbled and fell. I scraped up my knee and sucked in a sharp breath in pain. My heart was beating out of my chest, so loud that I could barely hear the footsteps gaining on me fast. I tried to crawl, tried to do anything to get away. Goose pimples prickled my flesh and I could feel cold sweat seep through my skin. Despite my terror, I could feel my body reacting to the adrenaline that was coursing thought my veins. My nipples were as hard as diamonds and my panties were practically dripping with my arousal. I felt a hand tightly grip my shoulder and I could hear a cum-curdling scream. It was me. I was screaming.

Then, I was silenced by a large, warm, throbbing cock being shoved into my open mouth. I gagged and sputtered as he thrust himself deep down my gullet. Tears streamed down my face, and I could smell his musky scent clinging to his curly pubic hair. I was terrified and horribly turned on all at once. I should have clawed at him, bit him, or punched him in the balls, but did I? No, my hands found themselves to my tender little bud aching with frightful excitement. I rubbed myself through my drenched panties, and he buried himself deeper down my throat.

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