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Debra Begs For It
by Anonymous (address withheld)

***

A couple's car breaks down in the country and a good 
Samaritan stops to help. Only thing is this good 
Samaritan was the one who had fixed the car to break 
down in the first place. (MF, reluc, husb-voy)

***

Debra had loved sex for as long as she could remember. 
But there was a problem. Her mate, didn't seem to be 
much interested anymore, and their lovemaking had 
dropped to near nil. Of late, she more and more became 
aroused at the slightest hint of anything sexual.

At this moment, Debra and her husband of 7 years, Kent, 
were driving back to the small country town were both 
had grown up. They had taken the back roads because they 
wanted once more to see the old bridges and "lover's 
lanes" were they had made out when they were teenagers. 
The mere thought of "doing it" back then began to turn 
her on. She wondered if it was having any effect on him. 
Her cunt burned with desire.

Her mind was filled with remembrance of young Kent 
softly caressing her with his words, "You are 
magnificent, so graceful and sleek. So beautiful!" His 
eyes had wandered to her high, pointed breasts, down to 
her flat belly, beyond smooth flanks to the fluffy black 
cushion of her womanhood. Her face had flushed scarlet 
in the dim light as his hands caressed all of her.

"When we get to McGregor's bridge," she said shyly. 
"Let's stop and make love." 

He smiled absently. Little zips and zaps of electrical 
energy began to zing through her body. She stretched 
like a hungry tigress.

They were just approaching the shaded grove near the 
bridge where she had willing surrendered her virginity 
many years before when the car engine suddenly konked 
out. At first, she thought Kent had cut the ignition a 
hundred yards short of their goal, but such was not the 
case. "Damn!" Kent swore, "Ten miles from nowhere. And 
we just had the damned Buick serviced and tuned up 
yesterday."

Will Brown was the newest and youngest mechanic at 
Johnson Buick, Inc. The young man, 21, drew the eyes of 
any female happening by, but he usually ignored them. 
Unless. Unless they fitted in with his desires and 
obsessions - his far out sexual fantasies. He wasn't 
interested in any female unless she was not only 
stunningly beautiful, but also happily married.

When Kent and Debra left their Buick for service, Will 
had immediately been excited by the luscious looking 
woman who obviously was in the sole possession of a man. 
She was the kind of mature woman with a place firmly 
fixed in society that got his pulse racing. He felt his 
cock lurch in his tight jeans as he gazed hungrily at 
her. He'd stayed out of sight in the parts department, 
because he didn't want them to see him or connect him in 
any way with the Buick agency. But after they left he 
asked the service manger to assign their job to him. No 
problem.

That night as Will was getting ready for his shower in 
his tiny back alley apartment, he kept looking at 
himself in the chipped mirror on the back of the closet 
door. He was fascinated by his own image. Tilting his 
chin, he studied himself. He touched his face, running 
his fingers across his cheeks. He needed a shave. He 
stroked his square chin with its slight cleft.

He examined each feature. A fine, straight nose, not too 
large. Lips that curved sensuously at the corners, as if 
hinting at a smile. Pale blue eyes, an unlined brow, and 
thick black hair -indeed, he was extremely handsome. A 
tongue that appreciated the taste of a well heated 
female pussy.

His eyes shifted to his body. He was tall and powerfully 
built, with sinewy shoulders and athletic legs. There 
wasn't an ounce of fat on his trim waist. He imagined 
Debra watching him, and in his imagination he followed 
her gaze down into his nest of thick, curly pubic hair. 
"Ahh, now that's what I call a prick!" he said, smiling 
at his vision of her, examining his swelling penis.

He used Corn Huskers Lotion as a lubricant as his hand 
began to slide lovingly back and forth. Ah, Debra, 
Debra. When the thick, white cream spurted forth in 
powerful, surging jets, he caught it in a small glass 
and drank it, smacking his lips. "Back inside for you, 
Debra." His vision vanished, and cold and alone once 
again, he stepped into the tiny shower.

In the dead car, Debra anxiously asked, "Well, darling, 
what now?" Kent slammed the steering wheel with both 
hands and swore. Then they both heard it. A car was 
approaching from the rear, a beat-up old Buick driven by 
a young man. He stopped behind them and got out. "Good 
afternoon. Are you having trouble?"

"Yes," Kent replied, "Our engine just suddenly stopped 
running." The young man (very handsome, Debra noticed) 
smiled and said, "I'm skilled at auto repair and 
maintenance. In fact, that's how I earn a living. Why 
don't you take a seat over on that log for a few minutes 
and I'll put things right for you."

Within a few minutes the young man had removed the 
remote control switch, the one he had planted the day 
before, that had made it possible for him to follow and 
disable their car at his pleasure. He quickly had their 
Buick purring like a kitten. He turned and said, "My 
name is Will, and I wish you a pleasant journey from 
here on." 

Mrs. Bosworth glowed. "We certainly appreciate your 
taking the time and trouble to repair our car, Will."

"No big deal. It's my pleasure. Besides, it only took a 
few minutes."

Kent held out a twenty. "We understand, but I still hope 
you won't be insulted by at least a small token 
payment."

"Money's no insult, sir. Not to a pro. But if it's all 
the same to you, I'd just soon settle for thirty minutes 
with your wife."

Kent thought at first he hadn't heard correctly, But 
Will wasn't smiling and his voice was normal. Perhaps it 
was a gross bit of locker-room humor somehow intended as 
a compliment by a young man who thought it was gallant 
to tell a husband he fancied his wife. Then anger 
flooded over him. "I don't think that's funny, young 
man."

"I didn't mean it to be funny. I just think your wife is 
a beautiful, desirable woman. The kind of woman any red 
blooded fellow would want to fuck. I'm no exception." He 
wet his lips with his tongue in anticipation. "I'd like 
nothing better than to fuck her and make her beg for 
more." He gave Debra a disarming smile. "I promise you 
that you'll want more of my cock, ma'am, that you'll beg 
for it."

Kent roared, "Get the hell out of here before I break 
your slimy no good neck!" But the instant he started to 
move he saw the gun in Will's hand. "If it's money you 
want, I have at least a couple of hundred with me. Also 
some credit cards. Leave my wife alone and I won't 
report the cards missing."

"I'm no mercenary. I've already told you what I want." 
He unzipped his pants with his left hand and allowed his 
hard cock to leap forth. "Isn't it a dandy, ma'am? 
You'll love the way it feels inside you."

"You sonofabitch! You'll have to shoot me first," Kent 
bellowed. Will raised the pistol and pointed it at 
Kent's face. "Don't do anything to make me pull the 
trigger. If I shoot you I'll also have to shoot her. Now 
be quiet while I fuck this gorgeous woman you've been 
keeping for me all this time."

Debra recovered from shock enough to croak out a few 
words. "Why? You're a good looking fellow who could have 
almost any girl he wants. Why do this to us? Why 
risk..."

He interrupted her. "I want you so badly I'd risk 
anything to fuck you right now, ma'am." His cock jerked 
as he swung his head to look at her. "I want you Debra, 
it's as simple as that. So please tell your husband to 
not do anything to stop us, because that will force me 
kill both of you." His throbbing cock jerked again, and 
his words began to tumble over each other as his sexual 
excitement began to explode.

Debra could see the drop of pre-cum on his cock, and 
knew now there'd be no reasoning with him. They wouldn't 
be able to make him think of the consequences. Any 
thinking now going on was concentrated in his balls and 
prick, and too late, she realized he needed the husband 
watching when he took a woman. The danger and possible 
retribution were a part of his thrill.

It took Will only a minute to tie Kent to a nearby tree. 
Turning to Debra he said, "Take off your clothes, 
ma'am." He quickly stripped himself, careful to keep the 
gun in one hand or the other at all times pointing at 
her.

Kent tried one more time. "All right," he said. "What 
will it take to stop you? How much do you want?"

"You mean money?"

"What else?"

Will gave Debra a long, raw, lustful look, and taking 
her arm, led her to a patch of grass. "I'm afraid your 
husband doesn't really understand. But you do, don't 
you? You KNOW it has nothing to do with money, don't 
you, Debra." He waited politely for her to respond, 
using the time to secure a gag in Kent's mouth, then he 
took a box out of his car and placed it on the hood. 
When Debra remained silent, he again said, "Take off 
your clothes, ma'am."

When she stayed motionless he fired the pistol, the 
bullet striking the ground a few inches in front of her, 
splashing dirt over her high heels. Whimpering, she 
quickly stripped naked, revealing the firm, soft curves 
of her gorgeous body.

Will stepped forward and took her in his arms, his boner 
against her slit, the cold steel of the pistol against 
her back and the throbbing cock against her center. In 
spite of her fear, her body began to react, to betray 
her. Will did nothing. He just held her close, breathing 
softly into her ear. She became conscious of his man-
smell, a heady, sensual aroma of stallion in heat. His 
cock jerked, but still he did not move. 

But she did. It had been so long since... oh! Her hips 
were slowly undulating as if to better experience his 
cock between her legs and hard under her cunt. She tried 
to hold still, but couldn't. Now she could feel his 
prick throbbing down there between her lips. Their 
sexual organs were generating a smacking sound. 

Debra was careful not to look in Kent's direction, 
wondering if he heard. What must he be thinking? But she 
could no more still her body than still a spring storm. 
Kent shouldn't have neglected her as he had!

She felt herself sliding back and forth along his cock, 
riding it. Wishing it would tip up and enter. Her 
thought processes went wild. 'I can't fuck this guy in 
front of my husband. I can't NOT fuck this guy. Oh! Ooh, 
he feels so good. Hearing that smacking sound of 
juices... cock on wet cunt, is driving me crazy. Ooh, I 
love my cunt dripping and slick, sliding along his love 
pole. Close your eyes, Kent. No way am I going home un-
fucked now. 

'Fuck. Yes, I want to fuck. God, what's the matter with 
me? I can't fuck this gorgeous hunk right here in front 
of my husband. But I'm going to... Aauugh! Jeez, oohh, 
aauugh! I'm going to get the jism out of this young 
Adonis and into to me. In... in... in... Oh, I have to 
get it in... For god's sake, why doesn't he DO 
something. I know. I'll get that monster in my mouth. 
That'll get him!' she thought desperately.

Will let her body slide toward the ground, to her knees. 
Her mind whirled. Oh, what a beauty. Swollen, veined 
penis. I love this... I love cock in mouth... to suck, 
suck! Ooh, So good! 

Suddenly, Will pulled away, exposing his wet cock, and 
shoved her over onto the grass on her back, and as she 
lifted her feet skyward, spreading them far apart, he 
mounted her and slid his throbbing cock into her 
steaming cunt. She screamed in pleasure, and in spite of 
herself, turned and looked at Kent. "Oh god, this feels 
so good. Oh, fuck me! Fuck me! fuck me!" 

Kent's eyes were furious, but his trousers bulged with a 
raging hard-on. 

Debra's nervous system had gone wild and she was 
yelling, "OH YES! YESS! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!" Her gorgeous 
body jerked and flailed about as electrical charges 
surged through her. 

Will, unable to withstand this extraordinary display of 
passion, began shooting powerful jets of hot cum into 
Debra's cunt. Kent, still firmly tied, could plainly see 
the cum oozing out around Will's cock and running down 
his wife's ass, and he listened in disbelief as Debra 
begged the rapist to keep on fucking her. 

He did, whispering in her ear, "You can depend on me, 
Debra. I'll soon be sneaking into your bedroom to tie 
your husband up and fuck you again. Keep your pussy warm 
for me baby..."

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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