One of the boys, the slowest of the group, said "Get outta here!" without thinking. He meant it as "You can't be serious," but Tanya took it and ran. She held her ears as she ran away from them so that she couldn't hear what they were saying. She ran back into the alley where this all began, desperately looking for the old woman to take this horrible curse off of her.
"Give me a dolla," one of the drunks that lined the alley said. She could smell him from ten feet away, but he practically blended in with the trash around him. Still, she couldn't stop herself. She reached into her purse, and pulled out a dollar bill. Once she got close to him, a look of recognition crossed his face. "Hey, I rememba you!" He reached passed her outstretched hand and grabbed her wrist with his dirty, soiled hand.
"Let go of me!" she protested, trying to break his grip. He was strong. Years of doing odd jobs had turned his wiry muscles in steel cables beneath his aging flesh.
"Stop struggling!" he said through gritted teeth. Her body relaxed. Tanya's mind went wild. She needed to find the old woman, and fast. The bum pulled her close to him, smashing her ample breasts against his chest. His scraggly graying hair and the deeply etched wrinkles on his face were filthy. He smelled like a combination of cheap wine and French Fry grease. "Good girl. Now just let me have a feel, eh?" She looked down and away from him as his hands started trailing up the back of her thighs, up under her short pink skirt and over the smoothness of her bare ass.
She felt his cock bulge beneath his stained pants. He grinded against her smooth silky thigh. "That's good. Now, spread your legs." Tanya looked up into the sky. She opened her legs in wide stance, and he backed up a bit. He was rubbing himself through the fabric with one hand, and the other cupped her pussy. "Nice and smooth, just how I like it." The old bum dropped to a knee "Now, stand real still and enjoy this." Her eyes snapped back down, pleading with him. He grinned a nasty grin and flicked out of swollen, purple tongue.
The sounds of him lapping at her pussy filled the alleyway. His broad tongue parted her smooth lips and dipped inside her, running up the sides occasionally. She closed her eyes, and shocked herself by moaning. Her hips moved with him, forcing her sensitive sex to grind against his stubbly facial hair. "Mmm. You taste good. " he said, and slid a dirty finger in. She gasped, and put her hands against the brick wall to steady herself. He stopped suddenly. "So, you're a virgin?" He said it with a wicked, mischievious grin.
"Yes." Tanya whispered. He smiled and stood then. He pressed against her until she was flat against the wall.
"Kiss me. Stick your tongue in my mouth and kiss me like I'm a rockstar" he said. She recoiled but then leaned in and slid her tongue into his mouth. It tasted horrible. She felt his fingers working her pussy lips, pulling and exploring. His tongue explored her small, warm mouth as his hands groped her ample breasts and navigated her velvety pussy.
He pulled back, and said... |