Dangerous Walk

Amber stood alone on the side of the road, unsuccessfully trying to stop the car. She was a rather tall girl, very slender and attractive beyond her years, despite her still quite young age. She recently turned 18, although she looked like she could have been twenty. Amber was pretty angry. In the afternoon, her close friend Jessie called her and offered to spend the evening in one of the new clubs. Promising to bring a couple more cute guys with her, one of whom she had been telling her about for a long time. But for some reason she couldn’t come, so Amber had to spend the whole evening alone. Not to mention the fact that there was not a single suitable man in the

club that she would want to meet. She left long before the establishment closed, realizing that nothing interesting was planned anyway, and tomorrow morning she had work waiting for her, for which she had no right to be late.

Amber slightly wrinkled her eyebrows and intensely peered with her piercing honey eyes at the passing cars. One after another, yellow taxis rushed past without stopping. It was very difficult to catch a taxi in this area of ​​New York, especially when it was already past midnight.

It was a cool spring night outside. Amber, cringing, rubbed her hands, the fresh wind made itself felt, and besides, she was very lightly dressed. She was wearing only a light white denim skirt well above her knees, from under which her smooth, slender legs were visible. And a thin, lace top just below her bare shoulders, tightly hugging her round, full breasts. Amber continued to stand near the exit of the club. Tapping the heels of her stylish black sandals impatiently, she vigorously shook out her long, flowing brown hair that fell into her face.

— That’s it, I’m tired of waiting and then there’s only one block to my house,” she thought to herself

Then she had to go through a small park to go straight to the house where she had been renting a small apartment for more than four months.

She slung her small purse over her bare shoulder and confidently turned towards the park. Walking a few meters along the high metal fence separating the park from the pedestrian road, Amber found herself at the central entrance to the park. Pausing, she looked around a little worriedly. There was silence all around, only the slight swaying of leaves from the wind broke it. The park seemed completely deserted. For some reason, Amber felt uneasy. And although this area of ​​​​Manhattan was considered relatively safe, for the first time in the last two weeks she regretted that she was not accompanied by Jim, her ex-boyfriend.

They recently broke up and, despite his numerous attempts to make peace, Amber continued to be stubborn and did not give him a second chance. But Jim still wasn’t there, so, casting aside all her doubts, she walked along the path passing through the center of the square. The path was covered with rubble, and it was very difficult for her to walk along it in open shoes with long stiletto heels.

The heels constantly fell into the sand, and small pebbles caused a lot of trouble, getting inside, scratching her toes and tickling the soles of her feet. She hobbled awkwardly, trying to cover the small remaining portion of the path home as quickly as possible. Amber turned around from time to time, she had a strange feeling that someone was closely watching her. But everything was quiet around, there were only empty benches on both sides of the path.

Suddenly she noticed that a fountain was babbling next to one of the benches standing slightly to the side of the path. She was very thirsty; after several bottles of beer at the club, Amber was thirsty. She left the path and walked to a low marble fountain. Running her fingers across her forehead, she threw back her hair and, leaning both hands on the edges of the fountain, bent down, trying to catch a trickle of water with her lips. Having finally caught it, she began to swallow greedily, feeling the dryness in her mouth gradually disappear. Suddenly she heard a faint crunch behind her. Amber instinctively tried to turn in the direction where the noise came from. She raised her head, but did not even have time to turn her thin neck. How she felt someone grab her tightly from behind. From surprise, Amber’s heart jumped in her chest, she became terribly scared. She wanted to scream, but, apparently anticipating this, they tightly covered her mouth with a hand. She felt disgusted by the feeling of someone else's fingers on her lips. Without realizing what she was doing, Amber began to try to break free from the tight embrace and bite the hand that was squeezing her mouth.

Although she tried her best, nothing worked. With one hand the attacker painfully squeezed her waist, and with the other he pulled her head back while continuing to tightly clamp her mouth. She continued to squirm when she felt something cold touch her stomach. Goosebumps involuntarily appeared on her skin, looking down, she saw that the barrel of the gun was pointed directly at her.

— Stop twitching,” she heard a hoarse voice.

Amber couldn't take her eyes off the gun pointed at her. She simply felt uneasy. Fearing losses from horror, she only tried to hold her breath and not provoke this terrible bandit. She completely stopped resisting, hanging in his arms. Her chest heaved unevenly, and her eyes were filled with horror.

— Well, that’s much better,” she heard the same disgusting hoarse voice again. “Don’t try to scream, do you understand me?”

Amber just nodded her head weakly in agreement. A second later she felt the bandit remove his hand from her face. Finally she was able to breathe normally. Before she had time to catch her breath, the bandit roughly turned her around to face him. Frightenedly looking up at him, she saw that he was a tall, strong, middle-aged man. The deep scars visible on his face clearly indicated that in front of her was a real gangster. He was wearing a light brown T-shirt and sweatpants. His huge pumped up muscles and shiny pistol could terrify anyone.

-What do you need? — she asked, slurring her tongue.

Without waiting for an answer, Amber hastily tore the bag from her shoulder and handed it to him with a trembling hand. He roughly snatched the bag from her hands and rummaged through it for a few seconds. Apparently not finding anything worthwhile, the bandit angrily threw it aside. She watched his actions with undisguised horror and waited for what would happen next.

- You who offered me lipstick and mascara? — he asked, looking at her intently as if trying to undress her with his gaze.

wait.

Amber nervously stuck her hand into the back pocket of her skirt. And feeling for the only twenty dollars she had left, she took them out.

— Here, take this, this is all I have,” she turned to the robber in a pleading tone.

The man couldn’t help but laugh. But, laughing, he continued to look at her. He literally devoured her with his eyes. Without hiding his interest, he stared with curiosity at her slender white legs. The robber gently removed her hand, which was clutching a twenty dollar bill.

-Hide this and buy yourself some ice cream later. And then it seems to me that you have something else besides this money,” he croaked with a grin.

He ​​continued to stare at her lustfully. Amber understood what he was getting at, but she was afraid to run. The pistol in his hands clearly spoke of the bandit’s intentions.

— You have nice breasts,” the robber addressed her. Focusing his gaze on the seductive curves under her top. He eagerly looked at her bust and it was clear that without hesitation he impatiently licked his lips.

Without answering anything, she just cowered under his gaze. She had never been so scared. There was nowhere to wait for help; there was not a single living soul around. The police would also hardly appear here. There was no point in running. Her thoughts were interrupted by a slap on the cheek.

- Why did you fall asleep with you, bitch? — the robber said angrily. - Well, quickly come with me, and don’t try to escape, otherwise you will greatly regret it.

Approaching her closely, he stopped smiling gloomily. In the moonlight, his terrible scars on his face looked especially scary. Amber was shaking all over. Not daring to look up at him. He abruptly grabbed her hand and dragged her behind him to the side where the closest bench stood hidden behind small bushes. Approaching the bench, the robber roughly pushed it. She fell on her.

— Please don’t hit me,” she whispered in a pleading tone.

The bandit did not answer anything, laughing in response. He stood in front of the bench where Amber was lying. He motioned for her to sit down.

Amber silently obeyed. Straightening up and sitting up. The robber hid the gun. And stretching out his strong hairy hands to her, he stroked her cheeks. These touches made Amber even more scared. It was unpleasant for her to feel rough male hands rubbing her face. Having lowered them, the robber grabbed the bottom edge of her lace top. She tried to protest, but a weak slap on the cheek immediately sobered her up. Limply lowering her hands, she allowed the criminal to lift up her top. The bandit raised his top above his breasts and began to lustfully caress them, roughly squeezing and stroking, tugging at the nipples. He took pleasure in passing her juicy brown nipples through his fingers and squeezed them painfully. Amber closed her eyes in pain, but tried not to scream, so as not to anger this maniac even more.

The bandit became increasingly incensed, Amber noticed how a large lump began to be clearly visible against the background of his trousers, it seemed that his trousers could not stand it and would burst. The bandit leaned towards her and began to lick her cheeks. His drool covered her entire face, she was disgusted and sick, but he continued to run his wet, rough tongue over her face. Finally stroking her chin, he pulled away. Amber hesitantly opened her eyes and looked at him. The bulge in his trousers had reached gigantic proportions. Noticing where her gaze was directed, the criminal laughed.

— Look what I have for you,” he said with an unpleasant smile.

Putting his hands on the belt of his trousers, he began to slowly unfasten it.

Amber wanted to turn away, but fearing that this would anger this freak even more, she clenched her shaking hands into fists and tried to suppress the trembling. Unbuckling his belt, the thug walked close to the bench so that her face was at the level of his belt. The trousers suddenly slid down, and the huge protruding penis, instantly straightened, jumped free, painfully hitting her on the chin and resting directly on her lips. He had a huge thick cock that was at least seven and a half inches long. Amber screamed a little in surprise and instinctively threw her head back away from this monster. She was terribly disgusted to watch such a colossus sway a few centimeters from her mouth. Her tormentor laughed unpleasantly and without thinking twice, reached out his hand, sharply grabbed her by the hair and slowly pulled the resisting girl towards his boyfriend.

— Open your mouth,” he stopped cackling and croaked. There was a threat in his voice. Amber, deciding not to resist, overcame her disgust and reluctantly opened her mouth.

— Wider,” he demanded imperiously.

Amber closed her eyes and opened her mouth wider. And at that very moment she felt something large and hard touch her lips and, sliding inside, rub against her wet tongue. The gangster held her head tightly so that she did not have the slightest chance to evade. The man pushed his penis deeper and deeper, then he stopped and slowly began to pull it out.

— Hold him tighter with your lips,” the bandit groaned.

Amber hesitantly opened her eyes and saw the thug leading him in again. Not daring to contradict, she pressed her lips tightly. He held the back of her head with his huge palm and pulled her head down. The penis, already quite wet from her saliva, moved easily in Amber’s mouth.

The robber picked up the pace, moving his hips towards her at the same time squeezing her breasts with such force, as if they were children's rubber balls.

Amber looked after him.

— I’ll never walk alone in dark parks again,” she thought with horror. And brushing off the remaining sperm with her hand, Amber stood up heavily and trudged home.