The Berkeley Coed's Assault - Sex Stories

The Berkeley Coed's Assault

... could have done differently. She was able to come to one solid conclusion: She promised herself to never walk home that way again. The next morning her roommate Kate struck up the guy conversation on their way to campus and after what had happened the day before, she was irritated and curt. &#034Look Kate, I don't want to talk about guys today Anything else but guys&#034 She exclaimed. &#034What's the matter Jess?&#034 Kate asked. &#034Nothing, everything is fine&#034 She sharply replied. Kate figured she was just in a bad mood and left it at that. She'd try to talk to Jessica when she wasn't acting so angry she figured later in the day. Jess had put on old worn low-rise jeans and a t-shirt. She had her hair back in a ponytail. It was one of those low maintenance days. She didn't care she did not take the time to make herself up today, not that she needed to anyway. One day out of the hundreds she didn’t give a damn. She had asked a few friends for a ride home but they were busy. She had wished Kate had gotten off class earlier so she could get a ride home with her. The afternoon came and the walk home was longer. A lot longer. &#034If he doesn't see me or hear me I'll be alright.&#034 She thought to herself. She took the long way around another street, the only other way, which hooked in walking past her usual turning point. She was going to have to come back down the same direction but she could approach her house from the opposite direction. She walked up the long winding ...

... driveway to their secluded house and approached her door still a little shaken by 24 hours prior; it was another bright sunny hot day. She passed thru the front gate in the low laying stonewall of the front yard, turned the corner of the walkway and gasped. There he lay, under the shade of one of the large trees, the same Rottweiller from the previous day. He knew the way now, he had the approximate time she would walk from the past several years, he could easily leap over the low stone wall and not be seen due to the landscaping and the way the house was situated way back on the property, and he was waiting. He was simply panting and not as threatening today as he had been the day before. Jessica got the sense he wasn't as aggressive today but she wasn't going to take any chances. &#034Good dog&#034 she said dejectedly as she slowly walked down the path toward her door. The Rotty barked at her as she fumbled to put the key in the first of the locks. The jingling noise they made startled him and sensing that she was not interested or was ignoring him wasn't something he was going to allow. He nudged her f***efully against her ass causing Jess to fall a bit toward the door. The door wasn't going to allow her to fall forward into the position he needed, nor had Jess had the opportunity to fully insert the key to turn the deadbolt lock as well as the doorknob lock. He grabbed her tee shirt with his teeth and tugged Jess back into the grassy front yard pulling Jessica down after ...