Rape Phone Sex – Walking Home Alone
This is where my first rape phone sex encounter took place. Our eyes locked and a primal sense of fear took me over. I froze as he reached up placing his hand over my mouth. I don’t think I would have been able to scream anyway. He twisted my arm behind my back and led me down the closest alley. Pulling me in close, he whispered in my ear, “Don’t scream, don’t fight, and I will let you go”. I felt a tear roll down my face.
My body was trembling as he pushed me up against the brick wall. It was cold, wet, scratched at my face. I was stiff with fear which made it more difficult for him to pull down my pants, but he got the job done. His hand was around my throat making it hard for me to breath. I prayed I would pass out, but I wasn’t that lucky.
I felt his hard, bare cock on my ass. He began to kick my feet apart, pushing my face harder against the wall. I let out a yelp as he pushed his cock inside of me. I couldn’t believe how hard he was. What kind of man could enjoy rape phone sex with a woman crying and trembling with every thrust. I felt the welts starting to form around my neck. the closer he got to cuming, the harder he squeezed.
My pussy was wet and I didn’t know why.
He laughed and told me I was a slut for getting off on rape phone sex so much. I felt so dirty and silently begged my body to stop. It was such a strange feeling. Like my body wanted to cum from this stranger inside of me. I pleaded with him not to cum inside of me. He told me to shut up, I was his now and he would do what he wanted.
He was finished. I heard him zip up his pants as his cum leaked down my thigh. I couldn’t wait to get home to wash his sent off my skin.
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