A knife in my throat and a handjob

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A knife in my throat and a handjobI kept sobbing quietly, as he held his knife to my throat and held my arm trapped behind me, almost hurting me so badly.”Now bitch… just tell me your slutty name…””Ana…” I barely hissed, almost crying in tears.”Well, Ana… you have no choice to make…” He said.”What do you want?” I sniffled.He had pulled me into that dark lonely alley out from the street.I was jogging trying to reach a nearer park. My round boobs were covered by a tight sweater, my long shaped legs in black yoga tight pants. Everything was fine, until I realized I had missed the right way to that nice green park. Now I was running in the middle of a wrong and dangerous neighborhood. And it was too late…”You will be fine just by cooperating a little bit”. The black figure said.”Cooperating how?” I asked in a shy way.”A hand job…” He whispered in my ear. “A simple one…”A simple stroke job, I thought to myself… and I could go my way. It probably would not take long… It sounded better than being taken in the ass…I finally nodded my head and sniffled back some tears.”I will let go your arm, but my knife will not leave your throat”. I just nodded again, understanding…”Remember now, we have a deal, bitch…”He used his free hand to unzip his trousers. He took hold of my hand and guided it to his rock hard cock. I felt his warmth and softness…He ordered to wrap my little hand tight around his dark dick.I did as I was told. Then he closed his hand around mine and he made my fingers move up and down the shaft, showing me how he wanted the job…”Just like that, bitch, keep going on” He whispered softly into my ear.I obeyed with no hesitation to his verbal instructions. “A little faster; squeeze tighter. Speed up bodrum escort just a little. You like the way my black cock grows in your sweet hand, bitch?”I did not even answer him. But I focused a little bit more looking at that heavy piece of meat that was increasing in size between my long fingers…”Tell me how you want me to cum. Beg me where to shoot my sperm…”Then I knew if I talk to him in a nasty way as he wanted, this would be over more quickly than expected…”Please cum for me. Cum in my hand, Sir…” I begged him.All of a sudden he slipped the knife into his back pocket and reached his free hand around to slip it up under my sweater. My bra allowed him an easy access. I felt him pulling my boobs and soon he was pinching my nipples with his fingers.“You said just a simple hand job, Sir…” I complained.But he laughed quietly and again I felt the cold steel around my neck… Then I stood quiet as he fondled my boobs at will.“Nice boobs, Ana… I bet you have also a wet pussy…”I shivered, thinking this nigger was going to invade me with his fingers…But he kept rubbing softly my dark nipples, which were betraying me. I could feel them growing hard with his touch.I could not help letting escape a soft moan from my lips as he touched my erect nipples. I started to feel wetness between my legs…That bastard really knew how to touch a woman’s boobs…”You like my fingers on your hard nipples, Ana…?”Another little pinch and I gasped again, but I did not answer at him. I just closed my eyes as I kept stroking his hard cock and enjoyed his fingers pinching my nipples.Then my breathing changed. It was heavier now.”Are you married, Ana…?” He asked suddenly.”Yes…” I could barely whisper, answering at escort bodrum him.“Does hubby fuck you as you deserve…?””Yesssss…” I whispered again very softly.”Do you suck his cock…? Does hubby cum in your mouth?”I could not answer now. I was breathing heavily and I just looked at him in the eyes and nodded a yes…“Have you ever been fucked in the ass?” He insisted…I shivered, realizing the bastard wanted more than a simple hand job… He would not be satisfied until he fucked my very tight ass…He guessed my worries and said he was not going to fuck me in the ass.He quit about asking about my sex life.He just closed his eyes, as I kept making the hand job.“You are doing it fine, bitch. How does my cock feel in your hand?””It’s warm. And it’s hard and thick…” I replied quickly.“Imagine you could have this cock buried deep in your nice wet pussy…”The bastard was teasing me so badly. I felt my cunt going wetter and wetter now and I started to think he was right: I would love a piece of hard dick buried deep in my horny cunt…“Is your pussy getting wet thinking about it, Ana…?””Maybe…” I just replied, feeling even wetter down there…“You can rub your pussy as you jerk me off, babe…”He was right. Then my free hand disappeared down the front of my yoga tight pants. I opened my legs apart and I started to rub myself as I kept stroking his hard dick.“Close your eyes, babe… Think of my hard cock sliding into you. Think of my seed dripping out of your hot little wet cunt when I finish fucking you… ” He insisted:”Tell me how nice my cock would feel in your tight little cunt and inside of your soft mouth. You wish I would take my cock out your pussy after I have cum and put it between your red lips, bodrum escort bayan so you could taste me””Yes Sir. That would taste so good…” I cried desperately.He placed his hand over mine again and made me squeeze that huge hard dick more tightly. Then he held my arm against my back and suddenly trust his dick into my hand.My heart was pounding fast now. “Tell me you want my sperm in your soft hand, little bitch”.”Yes Sir. I want you to cum. I want to make you cum…”“Put your finger in my mouth. Let me taste you, bitch.” Then I did as I was told. My fingers were wet and he could smell my own flavor as I put them close to his nose. He took my fingers greedily into his mouth to lick them clean. He picked up the pace in fucking my hand. “Stroke it, bitch… make me cum now!” He whispered in my ear.My hand felt hot from the friction we were generating. He breathed heavily against my neck. His hard dick finally exploded into my hand, spilling his warm semen into it.Then he slowed down the thrusting, but I held my hand around that magnificent throbbing hard dick… He told me to let go his dripping piece.”Can I go now, Sir? You said I could go after a hand job…””As soon as you clean that cum off your hand…” He said.Then I licked my fingers and the palm of my hand until it was clean.The black stranger looked satisfied and smiled to me…”The job is not quite done, bitch. I want you give a little kiss to my partner here…” He said, pointing at his flaccid dark cock.”No way! You promised me…” I screamed.”Okay, you little bitch. I did promise. You can go now…” He hissed quietly.I turned and started walking away from him but then I noticed the damp stain in the crotch of my yoga pants…I stopped, but the stranger then reached again for my arm…”That was not so bad, was it…?” He asked me.I turned back to look at him. “Now you just get on your knees and eat me… I need to cum so bad…”I yelled at the black guy, as he dropped to the floor; knife in his pocket…

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