Fucked her in the Dark Alley

I shouldn't have been out that night. I was supposed to be at a work dinner, but I'd had a few too many drinks and slipped out, craving a cigarette and some fresh air. The night was cool, and the alleyway behind the bar was dark and secluded. As I lit up, my heart raced with guilt. I knew I was doing something wrong, but the thrill of it only added to the allure.

That's when I saw her. She was a vision in the dimly lit alley, her face partially hidden by a hood. But I could make out enough to know she was stunning. Her body was concealed beneath a long, dark coat, but her legs, long and slender, were revealed by a short skirt.

"Hey there," she purred, stepping closer. Her voice was low and husky, sending a shiver down my spine. "You look like you need some company."

I took a drag on my cigarette, exhaling slowly, buying time as my heart hammered in my chest. This was madness. I barely knew this woman, and here I was, considering cheating on my wife. But something about the situation was irresistible—the danger, the anonymity, the sheer illicit nature of it all.

"Maybe I do," I replied, my voice steady, belying the turmoil within. "But aren't you cold? You're not dressed for this weather."

She smiled, a mischievous glint in her eye, and took a step closer, invading my personal space. "I like the chill. It heightens the senses. Makes me feel alive."

I felt her hot breath on my neck as she leaned in, and my body responded instantly. This woman was a temptress, and I was falling under her spell. My morals were slipping away with the smoke that curled upward from my cigarette.

"What's your name?" I asked, my voice a little more than a whisper.

"Does it matter?" she teased, her lips brushing my ear as she spoke, sending a shudder through me. "Tonight, I'm whoever you want me to be."

I turned to face her, taking in her beauty. Her hood had fallen back, revealing soft features and full lips. Her coat fell open slightly, offering a hint of a lacy bra and the swell of her breasts. "And what if I want you to be my dirty little secret? My forbidden fruit?"

She bit her lip, a gesture that seemed innocent enough but held a world of suggestion. "Then I'd be your fantasy come true. Take me, and do with me as you please. I'm yours."

Her words sent a rush of blood straight to my groin, and I knew there was no going back. I crushed my cigarette under my foot and pulled her to me, claiming her mouth in a hungry kiss. She moaned, responding passionately, her hands roaming over my body, stoking the fire burning within me.

I backed her against the wall, my hands moving under her coat, exploring her body. She was slim and supple, her skin soft and warm. I pushed her coat off her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground, and admired the sight of her near-naked body, illuminated by the soft glow of a nearby streetlamp.

"You're beautiful," I murmured, my voice hoarse with desire.

"Take me," she demanded, her eyes sparkling with lust. "Right here, right now."

I didn't need to be told twice. I lifted her, pressing her against the wall, her legs wrapping around my waist. I thrust into her, groaning at the tight, wet heat that enveloped me. She was deliciously tight, and I knew this would be a night to remember.

"Harder," she whispered, her nails digging into my back. "Fuck me harder."

I obliged, pounding into her with abandon, the slap of our bodies echoing off the alley walls. Her head tossed back, her breasts heaving with each thrust, and her eyes closed in ecstasy. I wanted to devour her, brand her, make her mine in the most primal way.

"You like that, don't you?" I growled, my mouth close to her ear. "You like being taken like this, in the shadows, where no one can see."

"Yes," she panted, meeting my thrusts with an urgent grind of her hips. "It's wrong, but it feels so right. Don't stop."

I slid my hand between our bodies, finding her clit, swollen and hard. I rubbed it in circles as I continued to thrust, and she cried out, her body trembling on the brink. "Come for me," I demanded, wanting to watch her fall apart.

As if in slow motion, I felt her inner walls clench and convulse around me, her juices flowing over my hand and cock. Her head fell forward onto my shoulder, her breath hot on my neck as she rode out her orgasm. But I wasn't finished with her yet.

"Turn around," I ordered, my voice harsh with my own building need.

She did as she was told, and I bent her over, pulling her hair to the side, exposing her neck. I entered her from behind, taking her hard and deep, my balls slapping against her clit with each powerful thrust.

"Oh God, there... there!" she cried out, thrusting her hips back to meet me. "It's too much. I can't—"

"You can," I growled, my hand sliding down to her ass, caressing and spreading her cheeks wide. "Take it all." And with that, I slid a finger into her tight ass, crooking it just so.

She screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably as a second orgasm ripped through her. I felt her ass clench around my finger, and her pussy pulsed around my cock, milking me for all I was worth. I held on for a few more thrusts before I let go, spilling myself deep inside her with a groan of satisfaction.

We stood there, catching our breath, our bodies still joined, the cool night air a contrast to our heated flesh. I knew I should feel guilty, but in that moment, with her soft body pressed against mine, I felt alive.

"That was—" she started, but I placed a finger on her lips, silencing her.

"No words," I said, my voice gentle. "This stays here, in the dark, between us."

She nodded, a knowing look in her eye, and I pulled her in for one last kiss before we parted ways, disappearing into the night, our secret hidden in the shadows of the alley.