Poker Debt

Lisa comes out of the bedroom, wearing her blue teddy with a terrycloth
robe over it. It is belted tight around her waist, as she passes, where her
husband, Peter is sitting at the table with one other guy. She doesn't
know him; but he is one really big dude. Tall and wide, he watches her as she
walks to the bathroom.

The poker game is over for the night, it seems. Looking at the pile
of chips in front of the newcomer and the look on her husband's face, things
didn't go well for him tonight or should she say this morning. It is
almost 5:00 AM and works comes early. Yawning she goes into the bathroom and
pisses and wipes. Coming back out, she glances at her husband, who has his
coat on and looks to be going out. "I'll be back by the time you have to
dress for work," he says his hand on the door. "Oh. Johnnie here is going
to crash here for a few hours," the door closing behind Peter.

Looking over at Johnnie, Lisa says "hi" with a brief wave and walks
into her bedroom, starting to close the door behind her. She feels pressure
on the door and then is pushed backwards, as Johnnie pushs his way into the
room. "Get out," she screams at him, backing away. "Your husband, forgot
to tell you about the debt he accrued at the game." "You, honey, are his
marker, he owes me $250 and that is worth two hours of your time." "Take
your robe off, bitch," he commands, stepping into the room.

Lisa looks around, fear in her eyes, trying to find somewhere to run,
or something with which to protect herself. Lunging to the right, she
reaches for a pair of scissors on the dresser. Her wrist is caught in a steel
grip, and Johnnie grabs her waist and spins her around, throwing her across
the room to stumble and fall down against the side of the bed. He follows
quickly kneeling down by her and pulls her robe open, a light slap across
her cheek, as she starts to yell. "Don't think about that again, or it
will be much harder." Her legs kicking out, trying to kick him in the groin,
one striking his thigh, pain in her foot as it is like a steel I-beam. He
pulls the robe down over her back, her arms pinned at her side and her own
weight on the floor keeping it secure.

Leaning down his lips, savage a kiss from her lips, looking into her
eyse, seeming fear and terror. His hand paws at her breast, the fingers
closing over a mound of teddy covered flesh, fingers cruelly rolling her
nipple. Squeezing and twisting the small bud. In spite of the pain, her nipple
extends and hardens into an eraser size nub. His body now straddling her
hips, the heavy weight keeping her pressed to the floor. Her hands
helplessly entangled in her robe. Twisting under him trying to escape his hand
and then hands. Both kneading and squeezing her round breasts. His fingers
reach up and pull at the top button on her teddy, the button popping off
and it is opened exposing her chest and large breasts, as the flimsy material
snares and then rips.
Sliding down her pinned hips till he is straddling her thighs and then
slowly lifting up to push one tree trunk of a leg between her thighs. The
leg separates her legs and then his other leg pries between and settles
between her thigh. Leaning on his hands, his weigh keeps her torso pinned to
the floor, one hand reaching for the small thin bikinis bottoms, ripping
them down the front in one quick move. Her pubes are exposed, his hand
pushing at her lips and her slit, rubbing along the ridge. Breathing heavily
she struggles in this voiceless fight.
As she lies helpless his legs spread and in do so open her vulnerable
flesh, spreading her thighs and then her slit, his fingers still probing
the now moist flesh. In spite of herself, the force and terror are also
turning her body on. The man smiling as his sausage fingers, push deeper into
her warm hole. Her hips trying to twist away, but only succeeding to allow
his fingers further access. Tears of humiliation in her eyes, as his
fingers saw in and then out of her now very wet hole.
Biting her lip in frustration, her breath irregular, chest heaving,
still trying to twist away. The man fumbling at his waist and then lifting
up momentarily, one hand pushing his jeans down around his thighs, and as he
lowers himself down, Lisa feels his hard cock, push against her leg. A
low moan, and she redoubles her struggle, legs splayed trying to kick or
push the man from between her legs. His hands now gripping her hips, holding
her firmly in place, his cock pushes forward, touching her lips and then
pushing at her slit. Feeling the head slide forward and push the walls of
her pussy aside, his huge, and it is much bigger than her husband, Peter's.
A quick jab, a cry of pain, and his cock, has speared her to the floor.
Buried deep, his rough pubic hair, scratching at her bare pubes. Eyes closed
as he pulls back and ramps his cock deep again, pushing her into the
floor. Stroke after punishing stroke driving deep into her warm, moist tunnel,
stretching the walls, and they accommodating his length and his extreme
girth.
Lying wanting to cry out, but remembering the stinging slap and the
threat of a more violent response, keeping her lips silent; but for moans and
the sound of her heavy breathing. Eyes still closed feeling, in spite of
herself, her thighs flexed around his hips, and his huge organ pounding
into her now betraying cunt. As she opens her eyes for a moment, seeing the
look of lust and triumph, as her legs tighten more around his waist.
Holding him from pulling free. A long whimper of defeat, as his hard dick,
drives her to a quivering orgasm. His cock pounding her flesh into limp meat.
And as she now watches, the flicker in his eyes and then the spurt of seed,
deep in her pussy. Three, four and now six, hard pumps, as he empties
into her willing hole.
Crying softly, that she has yielded to his hard sex. Then realizing
that, she shouldn't feel guilty, but pissed at her husband, selling her like
a whore to be used, to pay for his debt.
Lying there for a couple of minutes, Johnnie, sucking at her hard
nipple. Worrying her sensitive flesh with his teeth and lips and tongue.
Feeling him finally pull out of her open hole, his cum leaking down her thighs
and then unto the carpet. Eyes closed not wanting to see the gloat in the
man, who forced to pleasure with his will and hard organ.
Eyes, opening in surprise, as she feels herself lifted up, robe pulled
off of her body, teddy hanging ripped and torn, been dropped onto the bed.
Quickly she tries to break away; but his quickness belying his size, he
throws her again to bounce on the bed. Pulling the belt from her robe, he
grabs her wrists and ties them, over her head to the top of the bed.
Climbing off of the bed, he searches the drawers of dresser and pulls out nylons
and spreading her legs, ties them to the foot of the bed. Cum leaking out
her open pussy, staining the covers of her marriage bed.
A look of fright, as Johnnie, finds her toys under her panties in the
drawer, Taking a ball gag, he shoves it in her mouth and ties it around
the back of her head. Taking a butt plug, he shoves it in her pussy and
coated with her juices, then forces it into her ass. Taking a life like
vibrator, he turns it on and rolls it over her nipples and circles around her
breasts. Watching her move to the touch of the vibrating cock. Whimpers
escaping her lips, muffled by the gag, but still audible. The vibrator working
across her belly, the muscles trembling under her skin.
Across her pubes the vibrator moves, her hips arching under the touch,
his hand undoing the gag, as he watches her beg for the touch and listens
to her moans and whimpers of need. The plastic cock, slides into her
pussy, the hmmmmm dull; but her hips bucking, trying to swallow the intruding
organ..... drawing it slowly out of her pussy, watching as in shame, she
arches trying to reach for the shaft.
As she lies, breathing heavily, he moves over her again, dangling his
swollen cock at the entrance to her cunt. Just touching the swollen lips,
again her hips arching searching for the meat to ease her need. Teasing
her, his cock head enters her pussy and then pulls free, again and again, and
then slowly sinking further, each time he pulls free. The thick veined
shaft, bulging in her tunnel. Each full stroke pulling a moan of pleasure,
his fingers rubbing and tweaking her peeking clit. Her hole wet and slimy
with her juice. Pulling free of her hole, he massages her lips and clit
with his fingers. Slimy, the easily slide around her lips and probe into
her hole and then caress her swollen nipples and breasts.
"Please, please," the soft whisper from Lisa's lips. Eyes filled with
lust, hips shaking in frustration, chest heaving. Looking down at her, he
shoves his cock hard, causing them both to bounce on the mattress. Savage
strokes, and loud groans, as finally Lisa, pushes her hips, grasping at
his cock in her velvety hole. Crying, as she finds that he has savagely
fucked her and made her beg for his touch and cock.
Pulling free, of her enveloping sheath, he looks at the pinched nose
and twitching lips and stroking his cock, he spews another load of cum. The
droplets spilling across her stomach and breasts, spattering on her lips
and face and some in her hair. The last few dripping onto her pussy lips.
Laughing, Johnnie leaves the room, after shoving the dildo into her pussy.
The low hmmmmmm filling the room, that and Lisa's soft whimpers.....
Popping a beer, Johnnie listens to the silence of the house and then,
the soft moaning in the next room.........