One rainy night - Sex Stories

One rainy night

... school mates, after many hugs and girly pecks on the cheek I swung my coat over my shoulders and headed outside. The first thing that hit me was the cold, it was November 23rd and winter was well and truly here, although if you ask anyone from England they’ll tell you that winter is well and truly here all year round. I bundled myself into my coat and headed for home, it isn’t far, maybe a twenty minute walk if I take the shortcut through the back alleys. I felt a few spots of rain on my head and cursed the English weather again. Walking through the back streets I was mostly sheltered from the rain. I looked at my watch again and smiled to myself, right on time….Bang! What happened next seemed to defy time, it was happening really quickly but at the same time it was like slow motion. I was suddenly forced forward by a push on my shoulders and down I went. I fell onto the wet ground and pain seared through my knees and the palms of my hands as I landed face down, I hit my head on my outstretched forearm which may have saved my life. I was dazed and confused and the only sound that registered was the patter of raindrops. As I tried to heave myself up I felt hands on my shoulders again, pushing me flat to the floor. I felt fingers hooking into the collar of my coat and then it was being pulled away from me, I could feel it sliding down my shoulders and back. I was suddenly a lot colder, my coat had been pulled away and discarded and my blazer quickly followed it. I hadn’t ...

... screamed or even struggled yet, my mind was desperately trying to figure out what was happening to me. Of course looking at it now it’s easy to see where this was going. The next sensation I felt was a searing pain in my scalp! My hair had been tucked away inside my coat but now my attacker had a fistful of it and pulling me up with it! They got a better grip on my lovely hair and pulled again, this time I did scream out loud. “Owwww, stop it! You’re hurting me,” I screeched. “That’s the idea you dumb bitch,” came a gruff voice from behind me. My arms flailed about as I was pulled up to my knees and only then did they let go of my hair but my relief was short lived as I felt the same hands snake around my body to the front of my blouse. Taking a fistful of material in each hand my sweet school shirt was torn away from me, buttons flew in every direction and suddenly it was gone, soon followed by the bra I had put on to hide my modesty! It was torn away and the ruined material was thrown onto the growing pile of now defunct clothing. I had a moment, no more than two or three seconds to look at my situation. I was in a back alley, it was pelting it down with rain, I was now completely topless except for my school tie. My hair was bedraggled and wet around my face and I was kneeling on the wet ground wearing only a short school skirt, socks and panties and shoes. I was shaken out of my thoughts when, yet again, I was shoved forward. The attacker was working quickly on me, my shoes ...