The Stolen Car

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Bobby did not realize that under that blanket in the back seat, gorgeous young Betty Sue had been napping when he went for the joy ride...
 
Bobby did not realize that under that blanket in the back seat, gorgeous young Betty Sue had been napping when he went for the joy ride...

Maybe Betty Sue was tied up in the boot (trunk for those of you on that side of the water) having been kidnapped. Bobby might be a car thief but he's not a kidnapper...

Couple of options here once Bobby takes the gag off, either Betty Sue thinks that Bobby is the original kidnapper or has she been rescued.

Perhaps he puts the gag back on and shuts the boot whilst he figures out what to do next
 
Not as extreme could be if Betty is some kind of runaway herself sneaked into the less than secured car to sleep but without intentions or know how to get it going.
 
Betty Sue assumes that Bobby is kidnapping her, most likely with nefarious intent. She offers the only bribe she has available to win her freedom: an afternoon of sexual bliss.

However, lest you expect a happy ending, in mid-blowjob she chomps down with all her might, and runs away while Bobby is writhing on the ground and howling in pain.
 
However, lest you expect a happy ending, in mid-blowjob she chomps down with all her might, and runs away while Bobby is writhing on the ground and howling in pain.

Unless Bobby is one odd duck this probably violates the non-con "has to enjoy it in the end" rule. :D
 
Bobby did not realize that under that blanket in the back seat, gorgeous young Betty Sue had been napping when he went for the joy ride...
Crank-sniffing burger-chomping juvenile delinquent Bobby Joe didn't realize that the Volvo sedan he stole for a joyride belonged to Betty Sue, a 5th-Dan black belt, who was crashing in the back seat after winning the statewide championship. She was not happy to have her nap interrupted. When Bobby Joe pulled off the road for another snort, she reached from behind to put him in a headlock till he passed out.

Betty Sue dragged him from the car to the road-margin grass. Competition always made her hyper-horny. Crack and unconsciousness triggered Bobby's impressive priapism -- his oversized cock strained against his surplus-store Army fatigue trousers, popping-off a button so his manhood stood high. Betty Sue lowered herself onto that cumbersome cock and had her way with him. Whenever Bobby Joe twitched, she thumbed his carotid to knock him out again, but his cock remained stiff.

Before Betty Sue wiped herself down and drove off, she tied a pink ribbon around his still-stiff cock and left him by the roadside. Other travelers saw and abused him. Betty Sue went on to win the semi-nationals but was only third nationally because her dildo batteries died before the big match. She always wondered if she'd have won if she'd kept that carjacker on a leash.
 
Betty Sue assumes that Bobby is kidnapping her, most likely with nefarious intent. She offers the only bribe she has available to win her freedom: an afternoon of sexual bliss.

However, lest you expect a happy ending, in mid-blowjob she chomps down with all her might, and runs away while Bobby is writhing on the ground and howling in pain.

More like Bobby does not realize that sweet lil Betty Sue is actually a nympho, and he walked right into her trap.

But in my version, they both end happily, just not necessarily ever after.
 
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