Never Walk Alone

To get home sooner and not worry about anything, Lizzie decided to take a shortcut… back around the alley. The last place any girl should be walking late at night. Sometimes shortcuts aren’t such a good idea. She smiled to herself, glad she was taking a shortcut so she can get home sooner safely. She never thought it was such a bad idea when she was almost home until a man in his 60s walked up to her near the alley. This man was big. He had a cigar in his mouth and he took the last puff before tossing it on the ground and stepping on it. The smoke escaped in the air and Lizzie took more notice of what he looked like. It was a bit dark but not too pitch black dark because of the moon hanging behind Lizzie. This man grinned at her, had on a nice blue shirt for older men, a green sweater and blue pants. Surely, he seemed harmless and he had a huge belly hanging over his belt and he had big hands that Lizzie noticed when he dragged the cigar out of his mouth.
“Hello there, sweetheart,” he grinned after he tossed the cigar on the ground. He stopped right before her.
“Hi,” Lizzie smiled politely at him.
The man continued to look at her. “So what’s a pretty girl doing out here this time of night?”
“I was just coming from my friend’s house and I was just going home now.”
“You know, they say that the alley is a bad place to go through when you’re going home.”
Lizzie chuckled nervously. “Yeah, I heard that. Well, I thought everyone would be asleep so I didn’t think it wouldn’t be a problem.”
The man dragged his eyes up and down Lizzie’s petite body head to toe. He shook his head. “No, it’s not a problem.” Lizzie had her beautiful blonde hair down, she wore her pink blouse and blue shiny skirt on that reached her knees. Her skirt was cut up to her thighs on her sides. The man could see the lines of her bra through her blouse.
“Well, I don’t have a problem with what you’re wearing but your blouse is a little tight, don’t you think?”
“I don’t know. Maybe I’m just beginning to outgrow some of my clothes. My mom’s supposed to help me pick out some clothes tomorrow.”
“Oh, is she?” he nodded. “Well, what about your daddy? What does he do?”
“He’s more like a stay-at-home dad. Most of the times, anyways.”
The man laughed. “Oh, you’re such a teaser. I bet he does more than just stay at home. With a pretty girl like you, I’m sure he has his own imaginations.”
Lizzie laughed again. “Well, I’m sure he does. However, it’s late. I should get home. My mom will worry about me.”
She started to take off but then the man kept on talking. “What’s your name, pretty face?” he asked.
Lizzie stopped and turned to him. “Uh, Lizzie. Lizzie McGuire.” Now she was getting a bit uncomfortable in the alley with this man. She soon realized that it wasn’t a good idea to go through an alley, no matter what time it is at night.
The man walked closer to her. “Well, Lizzie, that’s a pretty name. I’m sure your parents’ are already in bed by now. You don’t want to go in and wake them up, do you?”
“No, of course not. My mom just called so I’m sure she’s still up and waiting.”
“No, I don’t think so. It’s late and you should be in bed but since you’re not and you’re here, we might as well try to get to know one another. You can see your mom in the morning.” He inched a little forward enough for his belly to almost get too close to Lizzie. Her smile was about gone and she swallowed hard.
“Maybe some other time, I really—“
“No,” he interrupted. “I’d love to get to know you now. I have all night. You’re here so I think you do, too.” He reached over to touch her cheek gently and ran his finger across her hair.
Lizzie tried not to let the man see her tears. She thought it was going to be hard to because of the moonlit shining in her face. “It’s a full moon, baby,” he crooned. “I can see that in your eyes.” Oh, fuck. He did see her tears. Still, he smiled. It seemed he enjoyed seeing tears in young girls’ eyes.
“I’m sure your daddy is proud of what he made,” he continued with his raspy voice. That couldn’t sound too good. “Tell me something… did he ever come into your bedroom at night after your mom was fast asleep? I’m sure he had urges to do that.”
“My father is a good man. He doesn’t do anything wrong,” Lizzie defended her father.
“Oh, I’m sure he’s a good man and he didn’t do anything wrong. If he didn’t do anything, then you need to get a man to do something. Maybe it’s wrong but with a pretty body you got, it’s worth it.”
Lizzie’s body trembled some and she was rubbing her arms up and down as if she was cold or nervous. “I have to get home.” She tried to make her way out of the alley but the man took her shoulder and blocked her.
“Take off your clothes,” he told her.
Lizzie couldn’t believe what she heard. “Excuse me?” she asked.
“I said take off your clothes.” He looked up and down her skinny body again.
“I don’t want to,” she told him.
The man raised his eyebrows. “Oh, you don’t want to, huh?” Lizzie didn’t know what to do next. She was scared of just running away because he may just run after her. She didn’t think about screaming or just running so her family can see this man chasing her towards home. He moved up closer to her and touched her shoulder lightly. “Well, maybe we still should get to know one another and you’ll be more comfortable. My name’s Clarence.” His voice started to sound a bit angry. Lizzie didn’t like the sound of that. She tightened her lips together trying to hold back her tears. She was alone with Clarence now in a dark alley. “Now, take off your clothes, Lizzie.”
Clarence was no longer smiling. He was serious. Lizzie struggled to hold back crying. She didn’t do anything after he spoke to her. He leaned in closer as if he was going to kiss her. “Listen, Lizzie, when someone tells you to do something, you do it.”
“Clarence…” Lizzie’s voice quivered. “Please just let me go home.”
Clarence’s smile returned. “You’re not going anywhere until I get what I want.” With that, he firmly took Lizzie’s arm and pulled her over to the dumpster. The area smelled horrible and dark and this man’s sweat did not help. Lizzie yelped in fear when she was being pulled. Clarence then pushed her down on the ground. “Lay down, Lizzie.”
Lizzie was sobbing out everything she has been holding in for a few minutes. “Please… don’t do anything to me. Just let me go home,” she pleaded. Clarence got on his knees then pulled up Lizzie’s top and he had a view of her bikini, pink bra. He smiled. “Oh, I didn’t know little girls wear bikinis so young.”
“No…” she sobbed and pleaded with him. Clarence didn’t think Lizzie would obey him so he reached around her back to find the clasp of her bra. His hands kept crawling around her bra and back.
“Oh, where’s that fucking clasp? Nice back, by the way,” he grinned after he snapped at her about the clasp. He finally found the clasp and unhooked.
“Oh, god, please… no,” she begged. She had her hands up on his chest trying to push him up but Clarence was big and heavy. It hurt her so much. She had a big heavy man laying on top of her petite body which she was about to be topless. His belly pressed against hers. She could hardly breathe. There, she thought he was going to kill her before he could finish doing anything he wanted to do to her. Clarence took her bra off her chest and viewed her small breasts.
Lizzie sobbed again when he smiled at her. “Your daddy sure created you well and he did a fine job. I’m just going to have a little feel over them, ok?” Lizzie whimpered when he smothered his hands over her breasts, feeling her soft, smooth skin. Her perky nickel-sized nipples grew into attention against his palms. He expected a moan from his victim but got more whimpers and tears. “You don’t have to cry, honey. It’ll be all over soon. I just need more time to admire your pretty titties.”
“Clarence… please get off me now,” she pleaded.
Clarence spread his hands over her small and soft mounds. They were just absolutely perfect and Clarence has never felt or seen anything more beautiful. He leaned in to kiss each breast. Lizzie struggled and continued to try pushing him off. There wasn’t much she can do with his weight over her little body except to just scream and keep pushing at him. She didn’t think about screaming because she was too busy crying and begging for her innocence. “No, god… god, Clarence, please get off me!” she sobbed, tears streaming down her face.
Clarence smiled and stroked her hair. “Lizzie, relax. Just relax,” he said in a calming voice. However, he wouldn’t get off her. “I’m almost finished.” Lizzie didn’t know what to think or believe.
He moved himself up for his crotch to meet hers. Lizzie could feel his dick. He was hard as a rock. She knew he wasn’t nearly finished. “No, no, god… please,” she kept begging him.
Clarence felt all in control with his weight laying over her body as he reached down his crotch and unzipped his pants. He looked down at her skirt. “Now, where’s that cute little pussy you got here?” he asked as if he was speaking to a little child. Lizzie bit her lower lip and was able to breathe a little better as Clarence moved his weight down some to find Lizzie’s pussy. “You’re so young… I bet you haven’t had your cherry popped yet.” What the fuck does he mean? Lizzie didn’t care. Clarence moved down and yanked up her skirt and found her panties.
“Oh, my god, NOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “No, no, please don’t!” she begged with all her strength. Clarence ignored her pleading and put his hands up against her thighs. With both hands, he took her panties and yanked it down her legs and removed it. He tossed it over by Lizzie’s body.
“We’re going to have so much fun, aren’t we, Lizzie?” he snarled. Lizzie closed her eyes tightly, sobbing again. “You’ll have plenty to tell your daddy in the morning.”
“Oh, I’m going to tell not just my dad but the entire town, you sick bastard!” she thought to herself. Clarence laughed then pulled up his dick and held it near Lizzie’s face. Lizzie winced.
“Look, Lizzie… do you see this? It’s obvious you’re a virgin so I’m going to show you how this work. You’re going to really like this, Lizzie. I take my dick and I put it up in your pussy and it’s simple as that.” With that, he moved himself down so he can meet Lizzie’s crotch and insert his rod in her young pussy. She can feel something hard inside her body now.
“Oh, no… please stop…” she moaned and kept on sobbing. “Stop…” Clarence smiled and slid himself in and out. He was slow for a few minutes and he went fast after a while.
“I’m ready to make you cum.” Lizzie felt sharp pain when she felt him ram himself in. Hard and fast. Lizzie was about to scream until he put his heavy body on her chest again. Now she can’t breathe well enough to yell loudly. “Oh, god… Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” she strained to scream but she wasn’t loud enough.
“No one can hear you. You’re not loud enough,” he told her. She struggled to scream and push him off but had no success. She can feel the man’s sweat on his shirt. She was so disgusted by it. He reached up to rub her breasts again and kiss them. “I bet your daddy enjoy thinking about how he wants to come in and lick on them.” He leaned his head down and pushed his tongue against her nipple then her other one. He went back and forth to make them all wet and hard. Lizzie continued grabbing his chest and trying to push him up but his big belly only pressed her down harder as he fucked her. He took her nipples and sucked them as hard as he could, making them all wet and Lizzie can feel fluid flooding in her body. His cum. She begged him again and no matter how many times she said no, Clarence did not stop until he would have enough. Lizzie thought he finally stopped when he exited her body. She sighed through tears.
Clarence smiled with an evil look. “I’m not done yet, baby.” He took his dick and held it in front of her lips. “Suck it. I’d tit-fuck you but they’re too small.”
Lizzie refused. He grabbed her head and forced himself in her mouth. More cum came out in her mouth, soaking up her teeth and tongue. It was the most awful and worst taste she even took orally. He rammed in her mouth while he pinched her nipples hard and twisted them. Lizzie tried harder to push him off but again, had no success. He went back and forth until he sweated so badly and got exhausted. Lizzie was crying hysterically and begging.
Two hours later, Clarence sighed and finally lifted himself off. “Oh, Lizzie… that was wonderful. I know you had a wonderful time, too, Lizzie,” he said with a smile. He looked at her pretty face and kissed her cheek. Lizzie turned over and spit out his cum on the cement and turned her face away from Clarence, sobbing. “You really are an outstanding little slut. I hope your daddy realizes that someday.” While getting no response from Lizzie, he reached down and pulled up his pants and buckled up again. “Well, it is very late and thanks to your sexy body, I’m exhausted so I will go home and get to sleep. It was the best two hours of my entire life.” He sighed again and without forcing her to look at him again, he just looked at her hair then was walking off. Lizzie didn’t hear anything for a minute then counted to 20 to make sure he was gone before looking up again.