She knew they were following her, she could almost smell the three of them as they stalked her down the dark street. One of them had found her outside the bar, just as her friends got in their taxi, and the others had swarmed as she moved off by herself. She was getting further from the crowds now, deeper into the back streets of the city.
Taking a turning she found herself in a dank alleyway filled with skips, rubbish bags and other detritus of modern life. She thought she heard a rodent scurrying through the waste, but as she turned she saw one of her pursuers, a large man, heavily built and looking as much like a wall as the brick and mortar beside her.
She could tell even in the darkness that his eyes were already undressing her and she knew that his companions were even now circling round to block the other end of the alley. She would soon be trapped, too soon to get away. Turning boldly, she stood her ground. If she were trapped, she would be trapped on her own terms. The flimsy night's clothing was better at showing off her assets than hiding them, so she posed for her observer in such a way as to work the clothes to their best.
A noise behind her told her the others had arrived, but she only glanced coolly over her shoulder, retaining her poise before the growing threat. All the pieces were in place now and everybody knew what was about to happen.
Taking the first move she pulled her top up over her head in one smooth motion, her breasts flopping down in the cold night air, her nipples already beginning to harden as the breeze swept across them. She stared defiantly at her opponent, listening to the silence as the others tried to understand what was happening.
He moved quickly, grasping her under her arms and lifting her with apparent ease as he pinned her to the wall, his face buried between her tits. He nuzzled and sucked like a wild animal, his tongue stroking roughly across her sensitive skin as he passionately explored her. His mouth fastened onto her nipple and his teeth bit the nub as he pulled it back, his tongue whipping across the tip as he mauled her.
His colleagues moved up now that the action had started and the game was on. One of them dropped to his knees and reached under her short skirt, finding her slight thong with his probing fingers and ripping it away with practiced ease. Quickly she felt a tongue lapping against her pussy lips, invading her in a way far too pleasing to be defended against.
She felt her body responding treacherously to the harsh treatment, and she was loving every second of it! She bucked her hips against his face and craned her neck back, pushing her tits out as far as she could.