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The Alley Was Filthy 1

The Alley Was Filthy 1

by julietgolf
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I inadvertently uploaded the wrong story for this title. That one has been removed and this is the one which should have been published.

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This event happened just over five years ago and I still remember it like it was yesterday.

I'd been divorced for close on two years. It was a fairly amicable divorce. With no children and living in rented property, there wasn't much to do but divide up what we had, most of which was our savings which were going to be for a house deposit.

I ended up with enough money, coupled with my earnings as a freelance online consultant for me to live quite comfortably.

There had been three men in my life as a single woman, only one of whom made it into my body.

The first was Trevor. He was a workmate who asked me out shortly after my divorce. I turned him down as it was too soon. He accepted that but asked me again six months later and I accepted. He was a lovely guy, divorced with a young son.

He didn't even attempt to kiss me until our third date and I wished he had done it sooner as he was a great kisser. Our dates were restricted to the weekends when his son went to stay with his grandmother so things moved slowly and it was on the seventh date that he took me back to his place.

We had a few drinks, sat together on the sofa, kissing and fondling each other.

It wasn't long before I was sprawled on the sofa with my boobs out, skirt up, knickers on the floor, legs spread and his condom covered cock deep inside me. It was heaven.

He started ploughing me slowly and I could feel tension building inside me.

"Oh God. Fuck me like you hate me. Do me hard." I gasped.

He did and he turned my insides to mush. I screamed as my orgasm hit hard and kept on going until he finished. When he pulled out I noticed that the condom was really full. He must have come a gallon.

After resting for a while, he took me to bed and fucked me again. It was just as good as the first time. I didn't go home that night.

When I went to shower in the morning, he followed me, bent me over and fucked me again.

I went home with weak legs and a sore pussy.

The sex with him was great but eventually we realised that a relationship can't be based on sex alone and we ended it but remained friends.

The next guy was Bruce, who didn't last long. He thought he was God's gift to women but in reality he was just an arrogant sod. He never got his cock inside me, although we did almost everything else.

After Bruce, I sort of lost interest in men and it was almost a year before I met Adam.

I'd gone back to my home town for a weekend to visit my parents and catch up with some old friends. It was Saturday night and my friends and I were out in a pub having drinks. Some of my friend's friends were there, who I didn't know.

Adam was one of them. He was gorgeous. His dark hair was immaculately groomed. In casual clothes, he looked stunning and he smelled delicious. We were immediately attracted to each other and spent most of the time chatting. I drank quite a bit but Adam was on soft drinks as he was driving.

When the pub closed, he asked me if I'd like to go to a night club with him and I readily agreed.

The club was packed and it took ages to get a drink and find a seat. The music was loud, heavy throbbing rock music and I was feeling good, very good.

We finished our drinks and went out onto the crowded dance floor. He was a great dancer. When a slow number came he pulled me close and I melted into his arms and rested my head on his shoulder.

As we moved to the music, his leg ended up between mine, rubbing against my pussy. It felt so good, giving me little jolts of pleasure. I could feel myself getting wet.

His hand slid down my back onto my bottom and he pulled me tighter against his thigh. I gasped as the increased pressure intensified the feelings. My body shuddered as I had a small orgasm.

I wasn't expecting this but, hell, it was good. One hand left my bottom and moved up between us to fondle one breast. My nipple immediately stood to attention as he ran his fingers across it.

The fire inside me burned more brightly. I lifted my head and kissed him. As our mouths met, our lips opened and our tongues danced together. I wanted him so badly that I would almost let him fuck me right there.

I broke the kiss and murmured.

"Lets get out of here."

Without a word he led me off the dance floor and out to the car park. At the car he pushed me against the car and kissed me again. I could feel his hardness against me.

He slid his hand up my skirt and began to rub my pussy over my knickers. My legs turned to jelly and I had to hang on to him to stay upright. My knickers were pulled to one side and I felt his fingers slide into me on my wetness.

I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming as waves of pleasure rolled through my body. He unzipped his pants and pulled his rock hard cock out.

Oh God, I wanted him so much, but not out here where we could easily be seen. Reluctantly I pushed him back.

"Not here." I said

"Where then?" He asked.

"Get in the car and drive. I'll tell you where."

We got in the car and I directed him to a quiet spot behind the old brickworks. As soon as we got there we were kissing and his fingers were in me again and I was gasping and bucking against his hand.

It wasn't very comfortable in the front seat so we quickly moved into the back. It had been years since I was in the back seat of a car with a man and It was just as exciting now as it was then. I'd never been fucked in a car, but done everything else but. Tonight I hoped to have Adam inside me.

I ended up stretched out along the seat with him knelt next to me. He kissed me passionately as his fingers once again plundered my wet willing pussy.

I didn't bite my lip this time, I just screamed as he gave me another amazing orgasm. His fingers were rubbing my G spot and his thumb was brushing my clit. I was thrashing about like a fish out of water. I had no control over my body.

When my orgasm subsided, I gasped.

"Enough. Enough. I can't take any more of that."

He stopped and pulled his fingers out of me. I felt empty. After dropping his trousers, he moved between my spread legs to fuck me. Oh, how I wanted it right then.

Just as he was about to penetrate me, I noticed that he wasn't wearing a condom. With my hand over my pussy, I asked.

"What about a condom?"

"I haven't got one. I wasn't expecting this to happen"

He looked crestfallen.

"I'm so sorry." I said softly. "Much as I want you inside me, it isn't going to happen without a condom."

I hoped that he wasn't going to push it as I wasn't in a very good position to stop him, seeing as he was just the thickness of my fingers from entering me.

He sighed, and moved away from me.

"I can't leave you like that." I said. " Sit up on the seat."

He moved onto the seat, knelt beside him and took him into my mouth. I ran my tongue round the head before licking his shaft down to his balls. I licked and sucked them before licking back up to engulf the head again.

As I took the head into my mouth, I swirled my tongue around it and kept swirling as I took as much of him as I could in my mouth.

He sighed deeply.

"Oh! That's so good. Please don't stop."

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I didn't. I kept going. After a while my jaw began to ache and I wondered how long it was going to be before he finished.

To speed thing up, I increased my pace.

"I'm nearly there." He gasped.

"Mmmm." I hummed, and increased my efforts. I was soon rewarded with spurt after spurt of his come. I managed to swallow most of it. What was missed ran down his cock and I licked it clean.

It took us a while to recover before we dressed. He dropped me off at my parent's place. We didn't exchange numbers. I think both of us knew it was a one time thing.

Otherwise, my social life was good, with many friends living locally. I had two very close friends who lived too far away to meet often, but we kept in contact by email or phone regularly.

I was delighted to see Sally's name on the screen when my phone lit up. I remember the day. It was 30

th

April and I'd just done my accounts to find that I'd had the best April since I started.

"Hi Sally." I said, excitedly. "It's great to hear from you. How are you?"

"I'm fine thanks, Donna. How are you?"

"I'm really good. Life is great just now."

"Glad to hear it. Do you want it to get better?"

"Tell me how. I'm all ears."

"Luke has to go abroad on business for the first week in June. How do you fancy a girls week with me?"

"Wow! That would be great. What's the plan?"

"I'll take a week off work. I have to take Luke to the airport on Sunday morning, so if you come over on Sunday afternoon, we'll be able to make some plans for the week."

"That's great. I'll avoid scheduling any work for that week."

That's settled then. If anything changes, I'll let you know."

"Great. I'm looking forward to it."

"OK. It should be fun. I'll see you when you get here. Bye for now."

"I can hardly wait. Bye."

The time passed quickly. Work was pretty busy but I managed to get through nearly everything before my break. I set an auto reply on my email saying that I was away for a week. There was one client who may need me so I told him to just ignore the auto reply. I would get back to him as soon as I could.

The Sunday arrived and I spent the morning packing and loading the car before having lunch. I set off just after 1pm and expected to arrive by 4pm. Unfortunately traffic was horrendous and I didn't arrive at Sally's until after five.

I pulled my two bags out of the bot and staggered up to the door. To my surprise I was greeted by Sally hanging on to a huge, energetic German Shepherd dog. It was trying to jump at me and Sally was having a hard time controlling it.

"I'm sorry about Buster." Sally said. " He's a bit of a handful. Even though he looks savage, he isn't. He's more likely to lick you to death."

"Thank goodness for that." I replied trying to avoid Buster. "I didn't know you had a dog."

"He's s rescue dog, We've only had him for a couple of weeks. Come in. Once he's got used to you, he'll settle down."

She pulled Buster back and I went in. After putting my bags down she let Buster come to me.

I stroked his head and said.

"Hi Buster, aren't you a lovely boy."

He sniffed my hand, licked it, and sniffed all round me. Presumably satisfied that I was OK, he lost interest and padded away.

Sally picked up one of my bags and said.

"I'll show you to your room."

"Thanks." I said as I followed her. "What plans do you have for tonight?"

"It's up to you. How do you feel after your trip?

"To be honest, I'm pretty whacked. I could do with a shower to freshen up."

"OK. I'll sort out something to eat while you shower. The bathroom is there." She said pointing to a door.

"That's great. Thanks."

After my refreshing shower, I dressed and went back to the kitchen. Sally had prepared a simple meal, which we ate at the kitchen table, chatting about everything that had been going on in our lives.

When we'd finished eating, we washed the dishes, fed Buster, and retired to the lounge with a bottle of wine. We had a lazy evening watching TV. Eventually, I began to fall asleep.

"I think it's bedtime." Said Sally.

"Yes. Sorry to be a wet blanket." I yawned

"No worries. You've had a long day. Let's go. If you are up before me in the morning, help yourself to breakfast."

"OK. I'll see you in the morning. 'night."

I slept like a log and when I woke, it took me a while to work out where I was. Still in my pyjamas, I had a quick wash and headed to the kitchen. Sally wasn't up yet so I had to search the cupboards to find what I wanted.

I brewed a pot of coffee and found the cereal. Sally got up just as I was making toast so she joined me for breakfast.

"What are we going to do today?" I asked.

"It's up to you. I don't have any plans apart from taking Buster for a walk this afternoon. I normally have a dog walker who comes about one to take him but I cancelled this week as I'm home."

"It's a warm day. How about just chilling on the patio.?"

"Sounds good to me."

We finished breakfast, showered and dressed before getting out the sun loungers and setting up on the patio. It was a beautiful day and we just relaxed, chatting about nothing in particular. Buster had been bounding around but eventually settled down in the shade of the large oak at the bottom of the garden.

We had a late lunch and watched some TV before taking Buster out for his walk. He was quite a handful and Sally was having a hard time holding him back.

"He's a real struggle to control." She said. " I once lost control and he ran off. Luckily I found him in the park."

"Rather you than me." I chuckled. "If he ran with me, I'd be dragged behind him."

It was about a mile through town to get to the park and Buster was pulling all the way. We walked round the park twice before stopping at the cafe for coffee and cake. Sally had to fasten Buster to a nearby tree to stop him running off.

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After finishing our coffee, we set off for home. Buster was a bit more subdued on the way home and I was able to hold him while Sally went into a store for food.

Once home, we let Buster out into the garden while we relaxed, watching TV. It was a lazy day but we were happy just to be in each others company.

Tuesday and Wednesday were pretty much the same apart from the afternoon. Sally got a phone call just after lunch. When she finished, she turned to me and said.

"That was work. Things have gone to hell and I'll have to go in tomorrow to try to sort it out. I hate to do it, but I don't really have a choice."

"That's a shame but it's no problem to me. I'll find something to do."

" Do you think you'll be able to handle Buster for his walk or should I arrange the dog walker?"

"I think I should be OK. If I walk him today, I'll know if I can handle him."

The afternoon walk went fine. Buster was a bit boisterous but I managed him.

That evening, we were just sat idly watching TV. It was nothing interesting.

"So. How's your love life?" Asked Sally.

"I haven't got one at the moment."

"Was Bruce your last then?"

"No. There was one more, Adam. It was a one night stand. I thought I would get a good fucking from him but it didn't happen."

"Ooooh. I need to know more. Spill all the juicy details."

I recounted the story in great detail. Sally was squirming in the seat a bit and I was getting wet, just talking about it.

"Wow. That was wild." Said Sally. "It's a shame you didn't get him inside you."

"It was a bit disappointing but it was still a great time."

"Crikey! Look at the time. I have to be up for work in the morning." Sally exclaimed.

We had been so engrossed with my story that we hadn't noticed how late it was.

"You head for bed." I said. "I'll tidy up and sort Buster out."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. It's no problem. I don't have to be up as early as you."

"OK. I'll say goodnight then." Sally said as she headed for the door.

I tidied up the room, washed the dishes, let Buster out into the garden, before heading for bed myself.

I dreamt of that night with Adam, reliving it over and over. Did I regret not letting him fuck me? Maybe I did. I certainly didn't want unprotected sex with him but I imagined him thrusting into me and me enjoying it.

Sally had left for work when I got up in the morning so I had the place to myself. I let Buster out into the garden before making breakfast. After eating I washed the pots and went for a shower.

For some reason, I was feeling horny so I took the edge off with my fingers while showering. Then I dressed and sat on the patio to check my emails. There was nothing that needed my immediate attention so I picked up a book and laid in the sun reading.

I was so engrossed in my book that I didn't notice time passing until Buster started to move about. It was half past twelve and nearly time for Buster's walk.

It didn't take long to get ready and we set off. Buster was pretty good. He was tugging a bit but nothing I couldn't handle.

As we walked down the main street, my mind drifted. I was trying to work out why I was feeling so horny and was trying to work out where I was in my cycle.

In my distracted state, I didn't notice the advertising board on the pavement and I stumbled into it. Trying to keep my balance, I eased my hold on Buster's lead and he broke free and ran. I ran after him, calling him. He took now notice and disappeared down a side street.

I turned the corner after him but there was no sign of him. As I ran, calling his name a man stepped out of an alley. I didn't like the look of him. He was filthy and as I go closer I noticed he stank.

"You looking for a dog?" He asked.

"Yes. Have you seen him?"

"Went down there." He said, pointing to an alleyway.

I peered into the alley. It was dark compared to the bright street. I was worried as I tentatively stepped in The ground was slippery with the overflowing food waste from a large bin and the smell was disgusting.

Trying not to breathe too much I slowly stepped forward. As I passed the bin, I was grabbed and slammed backwards against the wall. My head hit hard and I saw stars.

"What the f." Was all I could shout before his filthy hand was across my mouth. The rest was just muffled noise.

Beating his chest and shoulders made no difference, he just pinned me in place.

I felt his hand slide up my skirt. I tried to close my legs but it was too late. His fingers found my panties.

"You're wet." he said. "I'm going to enjoy this." as he pulled my panties to one side and slipped two fingers into me.

"No..no..no." I was screaming as I shook my head from side to side, but of course it was hardly audible.

I didn't want this but my body was betraying me. He worked his fingers in me I despite myself I was starting to come. A few seconds later my insides turned to mush and my legs went weak as an orgasm rolled through my body.

He removed his fingers and I felt empty, missing them.

He fumbled between us and I realised what he was doing., but I was helpless to do anything about it. My wet hole was filled again, but this time it wasn't fingers. The filthy bastard was fucking me.

The situation was disgusting. This dirty stinking man was raping me in this alley. Perversely I was starting to enjoy it.

He humped away for a few minutes before his hand left my mouth and he lifted my legs to get a better angle.

"No... No... Stop." Was all I managed to say before his mouth fastened on mine. I almost threw up at the disgusting taste of his mouth.

Ignoring all my attempts to stop him, he kept on fucking me and I kept on coming. He started off slowly but built up speed till he was pounding me hard. I was getting wetter and wetter.

Despite the pain in my back from being rubbed against the wall I came again. I screamed into his mouth as another massive orgasm rolled through me. I thought it would never end and I wasn't sure if I wanted it to.

Eventually, he grunted and flooded me with his come. I felt every spurt as he pumped his load into me.

"Oh! No." I thought. "This is so bad. I'm not protected and I could be fertile right now."

Still in me, he backed away from the wall and I had to put my arms around his neck to stop myself from falling.

He carried me further down the alley and turned a corner. It was lighter here as the alley ended in a six foo high wall. I noticed more men, all of them looking as through they were homeless.

I was dumped on a filthy mattress which stank of stale urine and excrement.

"Wow. You've brought us a good one." I heard a voice say before I was pounced upon.

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