The predator followed her for 3 blocks careful not to let her see him and then saw his chance when she turned and went down the dark alleyway. He knew she was scared by the way she kept looking over her shoulder and the way she walked fast. She was a tall woman and had a nice body, the type of lady that wouldn't normally be in this part of town at night. He wondered about that.
What had caught his eye was the way her blouse fit and showed the curves of her breasts and the short skirt she was wearing. He knew she would turn into an alley eventually. They always did. Another thing he pondered why, but quickly dismissed it from his thoughts as he closed the gap between them.
Turning into the alley, he stopped and listened. hearing her steps halfway down he started after her again. This time moving with the speed and quietness of a stalking leopard. running up behind her, he reached out and grabbed her hair and yanked, pulling her off balance and down between two dumpsites. As she landed on her front, he went down on top of her, one arm across her shoulders and his legs pinning hers to the pavement. She struggled and wiggled, but to no avail.
Reaching around to her front, he pulled her blouse apart, sending the buttons flying. Then jerking it back off of her shoulders, exposing her soft, smooth skin. Stopping and admiring her back and shoulders for an instant, then softly running his hand over the skin, cool to his touch, feeling the goosebumps that had formed from her fear and the cool air.
Reaching again, he undid the clasp holding her red lacy bra on. Feeling her shake and tremble, he raised up slightly an rolled her over on her back, her long legs kicking and her hands trying to reach his face. Slapping her across the face, she stopped struggling and he yanked her bra off and tossed it aside. He looked down at her perfectly formed breasts, the nipples hard from her fear. Looking into her eyes, he could see the look of the little scared rabbit. Smiling he remembered they all had this look.
Holding her legs together with his, he sat straddle of her and leaned down and kissed her hard on the lips, raised back up, wiped the blood from his lips where she had bit him. He slapped her again. Sometimes he wondered why he ever did this, but then remembered the rewards were better than he could imagine. Smiling, he reached and placed his hand on her breast, gently squeezing and massaging it, the nipple poking against his palm. Placing it between his finger and thumb, he softly rolled it. Feeling her roll and twist her hips against his legs, he then leaned down and placed his mouth wide over her breast. Sucking and chewing, getting the taste of her skin, he pulled back as his teeth scraped to the nipple. Licking it with the tip of his tongue, he sucked on the nipple hard.
Raising up, he told her to stand and grabbed her hair and pulled her up as she stood. Looking her up and down, he let out a low, soft whistle. Suddenly pushing her back against the wall, he pressed his body against hers, his hips grinding against her hips. Kissing her hard, he felt her start to give in and smiled as he knew they usually did. Bare from her waist up, he saw her smooth, flat tummy and rubbed his chest against her full breasts. Kissing her, he slipped his tongue out and touched the tip to her teeth, pushing, demanding the entry to her mouth.
Feeling her hips rolling and grinding against his, he pressed against her harder, pinning her against the wall. Stepping back, he reached down and yanking on the waistband of her skirt, felt it give and pull away from her hips and body, exposing her red lace panties. Sliding his hand down he cupped her mound and gently rubbed her clit, feeling it grow against his touch. Rubbing it through her panties, he then moved his fingers down along her wet, hot pussy lips. Feeling her heat and wetness, his cock twitched and throbbed, begging for the prize he knew he was going to receive.