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Date: Fri, 22 Feb 2008 09:10:02 -0500
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The Bank Robbers
- by Bonfils
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As soon as Kelly woke up, she reached for the book.

Last night she'd dozed off right in the middle of the best part, and she 
couldn't wait to read it now. She blinked her sleepy eyes and yawned, as 
she leafed through the pages to find the spot.

"The leader of the Black Knights held Lady Stephanie in a tight grip, 
looking her over. Her feminine curves were clearly visible through the 
thin silk nightgown. Her breasts were rather large, and her nipples had 
grown stiff in the cool air of the dungeon. The Black Knight laughed 
fiendishly as she squirmed in his grip. 'Let me go!' she protested."

"Let me go," Kelly whispered as she read.

"Another knight reached under her nightgown, and Lady Stephanie felt the 
icy cold of his armored glove touching her thighs, moving further up 
towards her sex. 'No!' she gasped."

"No!" Kelly whispered, smiling to herself. She lay on her stomach, and 
her hand quickly found her clit, gently massaging it as she kept reading.

"The Black Knights moved in closer. Lady Stephanie looked from one to 
the other, only to find their faces hidden by the iron helmets. Through 
the visors she saw only their eyes, gleaming with sick and unnatural 
desires. As one knight lifted up her nightgown, she felt the heat of his 
hardened manhood against her skin. She struggled helplessly, but the 
other knights tightened their grip, allowing him to stand between her legs."

"Oh yes," Kelly murmured, still touching herself, "give it to her..."

"Horrified, she felt her soft flesh yielding, as he pushed into her. His 
erect staff filled her female crevice, making her cry out loud in the 
darkened corridor. The knight grunted with pleasure at the sound of her 
distress. Her assailant began moving in and out of her, his rigid pole 
penetrating the moist depths of her tender flesh."

Moaning softly, Kelly masturbated, increasing the rhythm. She felt her 
juices flowing abundantly over her fingers.

"The knight pulled out of her, only to be replaced by another, his tool 
even more massive than the previous one. Lady Stephanie screamed in 
vain, as the perverted knight raped her with deep, savage strokes. And 
now - oh, the humiliation - she sensed her young body responding against 
her will to the abuse. Her flesh grew dripping wet, and she felt a tiny 
spark of pleasure quickly growing towards an inevitable climax."

"Oh yeah," Kelly gasped. "Fuck her. Fuck her good."

She could smell her own excitement - a scent that never failed to turn 
her on even more.

"Lady Stephanie whimpered, as the knight pulled back and let yet another 
knight take his place. She struggled violently as a third member thrust 
vigorously into her succulent sex, pushing her over the edge with stroke 
after powerful stroke. 'Aaah!' she cried, as the surge of carnal ecstasy 
washed over her trembling body."

Kelly gasped with excitement. She, too, was only seconds from coming.

"The knight froze inside her, his stiff manhood bulging and twitching. 
And then it came - a hot explosion of cream, shooting with great force 
into her aching flesh. Again and again the knight's tool erupted, 
filling Lady Stephanie with his thick juice. Grunting, he held onto her 
hips, until he'd emptied himself into her. And then, another knight took 
his place."

"Oh yeah!" Kelly cried, massaging her clit feverishly, making herself 
come. "Oh fuck! Oh yeah!"

She fell face down on the pillow as she climaxed, pushing the book 
aside. The orgasm surged through her, making every fiber of her body 
tingle with pleasure.

Oh yes. Minutes later, Kelly rolled over on her back and put the book 
back on the nightstand. It might not be great literature, but it sure 
did its job, and did it well.

Her fingers were wet and slippery with her own juice. She looked at the 
clock - she had plenty of time. She could shower and have a decent 
breakfast and still make it to work on time.

Kelly got out of bed - she always slept in the nude - and looked at her 
naked body in the mirror. She wasn't thin like some of those anorectic 
fashion models you see in the magazines. She had feminine curves - 
rounded hips and full breasts. Her long, dark hair hung down to her nipples.

Yes, she liked her body - in the fifties she could have made it as a 
pin-up girl, she always thought. Too bad she didn't have a boyfriend at 
the moment. But hey, you never knew what the day might bring.

Smiling, Kelly stepped into the shower.

At half past eight, she entered the bank through the staff entrance. As 
she walked into the lobby, towards her counter, she was greeted by a 
familiar, high-pitched voice.

"Hiii Kelly," Gina squealed. "Looking hot today."

Kelly smiled unconvincingly. Yeah, right. Gina stood in her path, 
tossing her long fake blonde hair around, giggling in that annoying way 
she had. And as usual, she was wearing something very tight and very 
pink, showing off her boobs.

"Hi Gina," Kelly said.

She knew it was only a matter of time before Gina would start bragging 
about her love life.

"Boy," she said. "Am I tired today..."

Kelly stood by her till, getting ready to open.

"Oh yeah?" she said.

"Didn't get much sleep last night," Gina giggled. "I met this really 
cool guy..."

Kelly didn't really listen. She'd heard similar stories before; Gina 
meets "really cool guy", he comes on to her, she's like "no way", but 
for some reason changes her mind, the stories were always kind of 
unclear at this point, and ends up having hot sex all night long with 
the really cool guy. And somehow she always expected Kelly to be impressed.

Kelly couldn't help wondering what the guy in the story was telling his 
friends right now, "I met, like, this totally whacked-out slut..." Kelly 
had met a couple of those "really cool guys". They'd looked like 
something the cat would complain in writing about having to drag in - 
and had been unable to form one coherent sentence between them.

"Sounds like you had a good time, then," Kelly said calmly, placing her 
purse on the counter and switching on the computer.

"Sure did!" Gina replied, beaming with joy. Then she stepped up close 
and whispered into Kelly's ear, "And it was, you know, at least ten inches!"

She had another giggling fit, and Kelly turned away. Amazing, wasn't it? 
Thousands of decent, careful, intelligent women are raped and mistreated 
every day, and this little peroxide slut - an open invitation to danger 
and abuse - went through life unharmed. Good for her, of course, but 
still sort of unfair. Kelly almost hoped that one day she would get a 
nasty surprise. Might teach her a lesson.

"And how was your evening?" Gina asked.

Kelly wished she'd had the guts to tell her, "Well, I stayed at home 
with only a bottle of Chablis, a dirty book and my own clitoris to keep 
me entertained." But what would be the point of that? Gina wasn't even 
smart enough to know sarcasm when it hit her straight on her cute little 
nose.

"Oh, nothing much," she said. "Dinner with friends - an early night."

"Hmmm," Gina replied with an absent smile.

The bank's manager, Mr. Denham, walked briskly through the lobby, his 
shoes clicking on the marble floors. He passed the huge, dark green 
leather sofas that lined the walls. He was a tall man in his fifties 
with steel grey hair and actually quite nice underneath his façade of 
military efficiency.

"Good morning," he said to no-one in particular. "All set?"

Kelly nodded. They bank would open in five minutes, and she was ready. 
She heard a nervous giggle and shuffling of paper beside her and knew 
that Gina wasn't. Really!

"Very well," Mr. Denham said. "Walter, let's go. Have a good day, everyone."

Walter, the bank's chief guard, walked to the heavy, wooden entrance 
doors and unlocked them.

And then...

Afterwards, Kelly would be unable to account for what happened in the 
next thirty seconds. She only remembered the door being flung open, a 
chaos of loud noises and general confusion.

She saw Walter lying on the floor, knocked down. And she saw three men 
dressed in black, wearing black gloves and black ski masks running 
through the bank, brandishing their guns. One of them jumped on to one 
of the sofas and stood there, waving his gun and shouting orders.

She was too confused to make sense of the words, but eventually she 
guessed that they wanted all employees to gather behind the counter. She 
joined her colleagues, and sat on the floor, while the bank robbers kept 
shouting at them.

One of them leaned over her and asked her a question. Kelly could hardly 
breathe.

"I'm ... I'm sorry," she gasped. "What?"

And finally she was able to make out what the robber was saying.

"The safe!" he barked. "Take us to the fucking safe!"

Quickly, Kelly found the keys in her drawer and led him towards the 
elevator. She noticed that one more robber followed them, the third one 
stayed behind. Her faculties were slowly returning to normal - she was 
able to figure out that the third man was going to watch over the hostages.

On the elevator ride down to the basement, Kelly sneaked a look at the 
two men. One was tall and lean, the other short and muscular. She tried 
to keep calm, reminding herself that behind the ski masks they were just 
ordinary men. If she dealt with them in a respectful manner, she would 
probably make it out alive. After all, they just wanted the money.

The elevator reached the basement floor, and the door slid open. Kelly 
led the two armed men through the corridors towards the huge underground 
safe. She unlocked the gate with iron bars and stepped into the chamber 
in front of the safe.

"This way," she said, and the robbers followed her.

Kelly turned the dials on the safe door. She'd known the code by heart 
for years, but ironically, this was the first time she used it. As the 
last lock clicked into place, she turned the handle and opened the safe. 
The robbers peeked into the safe. There were stacks of bars of gold, 
silver and platinum, bags of bills and shelves piled with stocks and 
bonds. The contents of the safe were worth millions of dollars - Kelly 
couldn't even begin to imagine how many.

The bank robbers murmured among themselves. They obviously weren't 
prepared for this much loot. Looking at them, Kelly relaxed. And not 
only that. There was something else going on inside her that she 
couldn't quite figure out.

With a loud metallic clang, the iron gate swung shut behind them. The 
two men in ski masks looked over at her, and as her eyes met theirs, the 
strange emotion got even stronger.

What was it? Kelly leaned back against the walls of the chamber and 
tried to grasp what was happening to her. And suddenly, images from the 
dirty novel flashed through her mind. The vault became the castle, she 
saw herself as Lady Stephanie. And the bank robbers could almost be a 
contemporary version of the Black Knights.

Kelly couldn't believe it. Was this in fact turning her on? No, it 
couldn't be.

But as he tried to banish the thought from her brain, she realized 
another thing; without thinking, she had placed herself in a provocative 
pose - hands behind her back, one leg propped coyly against the wall 
behind her, and her breasts pushed out. Her body was practically 
offering itself to the two bank robbers.

And - she was getting wet, as well.

"We're going back up," the tall robber said.

Kelly looked at them, smiling.

"What's the hurry?" she heard herself purring.

And slowly she raised her short skirt, revealing her black panties. The 
two men stared at her in disbelief. She pulled the crotch of the panties 
aside, letting them glimpse her neatly trimmed pussy - a moist, pink 
slit, crowned with a tuft of dark hair.

"We have to go," Shorty said, moving forward. But his partner held him back.

Kelly couldn't believe she was doing this. She felt as if she were 
watching it all from a distance, looking at some sultry actress in a 
silly porn movie. Slowly, carefully, she began to massage the base of 
her clit, feeling the wetness on her fingers. She moaned quietly to herself.

"Okay," the tall one said. "Show us what you got, honey."

Kelly was incredibly turned on. A bit scared, too - what were they going 
to do to her if she kept leading them on? - but somehow that just added 
to the excitement. Masturbating, she looked over at the robber, making 
sure he had a clear view of her pussy at all times.

"You like that?" she gasped.

"You know what?" the tall one said to his partner. "We sure chose the 
right fucking bank."

Both men laughed, their laughter echoing in the vault. Kelly could see 
the bulges in their pants swelling as they watched her touching herself. 
She shivered with pleasure.

The tall robber stood in front of her.

"Okay, baby," came his voice from inside the ski mask. "Let's see what 
you can do."

Kelly heard the sound of the man unzipping his pants, and immediately 
his half-erect cock sprang out. It was rather big and quite thick.

"Suck it!" he ordered.

Kelly dropped to her knees on the marble floor and opened her mouth. 
Slowly, the tall guy pushed his hot, throbbing cock in between her lips. 
He groaned with pleasure as she closed her mouth around his shaft. She 
began to move her head back and forth, slurping and salivating, feeling 
his cock hardening as she sucked it.

"Yeah!" the tall robber gasped, looking over at his partner. "You too, 
c'mon. Get your cock out."

Slightly surprised, but fascinated, Shorty zipped down and released his 
stiffening cock. Kelly noticed that it was of medium girth, but slightly 
longer than the one she had in her mouth now.

Unexpectedly the tall robber pulled his cock from her mouth, the suction 
causing a loud popping sound.

"Now you try," he said to his partner. "She's fucking great!"

Shorty took his cock in his gloved hand and guided it in between Kelly's 
lips. Then he thrust forward with great force, driving its entire length 
into her mouth. She could hardly breathe. Grunting, he pulled out, then 
thrust it all the way back in. Again and again, he slipped his erect 
tool in and out of Kelly's mouth.

"Mmm!" she protested, almost gagging on his cock.

"Yeah!" he gasped. "Like that! You like that, huh?"

Shorty grabbed her hair, still fucking her mouth with savage energy. His 
partner stood next to them, masturbating at the sight, his gloved hand 
stroking his cock.

"My turn!" he finally said, his erect cock twitching in front of him. He 
grabbed his partner by the shoulders and tried to pull him away.

His cock still buried deep inside Kelly's mouth, Shorty turned his head 
and hit his partner on the jaw.

"Ow! Fuck!" he cried.

Then Shorty slipped his cock from her mouth. Kelly gasped for breath. 
The tall robber aimed a fist at his partner's gut, but his opponent 
grabbed his arm in mid-air, twisting it. Cursing and panting, the 
robbers wrestled, their erect cocks bouncing in front of them.

Oh my God, Kelly thought, still kneeling on the floor. They're actually 
fighting over me. I can't believe it. She was so wet...

Eventually, the two men gave up the fight. For a while they just stood 
there looking at each other, their stiff cocks sticking out of their 
pants, twitching.

"What the fuck was that about?" Shorty asked. "Sure, we both wanna fuck 
her. But I'm pretty sure she can handle both of us. Right, honey?"

Kelly looked at them, biting her lip.

"Yeah," the tall robber said, not even waiting for her to reply. "Just 
look at her. She wants it. She wants it bad. Well, honey - today is your 
lucky day. We're gonna fuck the hell out of you. Come here!"

They placed Kelly on her hands and knees on the cold marble floor of the 
chamber. She felt Shorty lifting up her skirt and pulling down her 
panties, heard him breathing hard at the sight of her pussy. Then she 
felt his gloved finger touching her labia, probing her, slowly slipping 
all the way into her slit. She gasped.

The tall one offered his wet cock to her mouth. She eagerly took it in, 
feeling it swell and throb on her tongue. At the same time, Shorty's 
gloved fingers found her clitoris and began to massage it slowly, 
teasing her. Kelly shivered as he touched her. She felt her juices 
beginning to trickle down the inside of her thighs.

Shorty knelt down behind her, and she felt the tip of his cock pushing 
against the entrance to her pussy. She wiggled her hips impatiently, 
wishing for him to enter. She could almost feel her flesh opening up, 
begging for his penetration.

And finally, Kelly felt his hard shaft pushing into her pussy. He 
entered her slowly, inch by inch. She felt every move, felt the hardened 
tool filling her eager flesh, felt her muscles clenching around his cock.

"Mmm!" she moaned, the tall robber's cock filling her mouth.

Both men began thrusting into her. They fucked her mouth and her pussy, 
making her body shake. Their rhythm was gentle at first. But gradually 
they increased the pace, fucking her with greater and greater force. 
Kelly felt her arousal growing, her juices flowing, soaking the pumping 
cock inside her.

She moaned with pleasure. The men hardly made a sound. The only noises 
heard in the vault were their heavy breathing and the wet, rhythmic 
sounds of sex, as their cocks slipped in and out of her mouth and her 
pussy again and again. Kelly shivered on the marble floor, feeling their 
excitement, their concentration, their determination. They had come to 
rob the bank, but the only thing on their minds right now was fucking 
her brains out.

Kelly felt her orgasm approaching, and knew it was going to be a 
powerful one. She trembled uncontrollably on the floor. The tall one 
grabbed the back of her neck, as Shorty held onto her hips. That way, 
they could hold her in place, letting her feel the full force of their 
thrusts.

"Mmm!" she cried, her cries stifled by the tall robber's cock. "Mmm!"

One more thrust, and another, and another. And then Kelly's climax 
washed over her, like an electric shock tingling through every fiber of 
her body. Sobbing helplessly, she sucked even harder on the tall 
robber's cock. She grabbed his buttocks, feeling his muscles tensing up 
beneath the denim. Tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Unh, yeah," he grunted. "Here it comes, baby!"

His cock twitched in her mouth, swelling slightly. Then, with a violent 
jerk, he began to ejaculate. Kelly tasted the first spurt of semen, hot 
and salty, as it shot into her throat with great force. Contracting 
rhythmically, his cock squirted long, hot jets of sperm into her mouth.

Gasping with pleasure the tall robber pulled out. He held his cock in 
his gloved fist, still ejaculating. She watched, out of breath, as the 
semen kept coming, splashing onto her cheeks and her lips.

"Yeah..." the robber whispered through the ski mask.

He grabbed his cock and shook off the last, sticky drops. Then he stood 
up, his legs trembling slightly. He tucked his cock away inside his 
jeans and just stood there watching his partner fucking Kelly from behind.

Maybe the sight of his partner coming had turned Shorty on. She felt him 
increasing his force, thrusting deeper and harder into her tender pussy. 
She heard him grunting savagely, seconds from orgasm.

"Oh yes," she whispered. "I want to feel you come."

"Ahhh!" Shorty yelled, unable to hold back any more.

He pulled his cock from her pussy and pushed her skirt aside, as the 
first spurt of sperm shot from its tip. Kelly felt his white-hot cream 
landing on her ass.

"Uh, uh, uh!" Shorty grunted.

He masturbated, his cock jerking wildly. Long jets of semen kept pumping 
from its tip, spattering Kelly's naked ass with thick globs of spunk.

"Ah!" he shouted as his orgasm subsided. "Yeah! Fuck!"

Kelly felt the last, thick drops falling on to her ass. She purred.

Then the two robbers just stood there, looking at her. Shorty zipped up, 
too. Having satisfied their lust, they now seemed somewhat amazed that 
this had happened at all. And finally, Kelly got up as well. She felt 
dizzy - but she felt great. She found some napkins in her purse and 
wiped the semen off her skin.

"Thanks, guys," she said, smiling. "That hit the spot. So ... I guess 
this is where you take the money?"

"Yeah, well..." Shorty said.

"Well, maybe," his partner said. "And maybe not..."

"What the hell you talking about?" Shorty asked.

"It wouldn't be right just keeping her to ourselves," the tall one said. 
"Take your clothes off!"

"You mean... ?" Shorty asked.

"Take her upstairs, yeah," his partner said. "Now take off those goddamn 
clothes, honey!"

"Oh, he's gonna love that," Shorty said.

Kelly slowly undressed. She understood. They were going to take her 
upstairs so that the third bank robber could do her as well. And they 
wanted her to be naked from the start.

"Yeah," the tall robber said. "He always likes a good piece of ass. Kind 
of a sick bastard, though..."

"Oh, yeah," Shorty grinned. "You're in for a rough ride, honey."

The robbers looked at her, standing naked in the vault. Her figure was 
perfect - and the nipples on her shapely breasts stood out, hard and 
excited.

"That's a good fucking pair of tits, honey," the tall robber said.

"And a sweet little pussy as well," his partner added. "Well, come on. 
Let's go."

Shorty picked up her clothes and her handbag from the floor. Then they 
grabbed her arms, led her into the elevator and pressed the button for 
the lobby.

They stood close in the small car - Kelly could smell the sweat on their 
skin. Going up, she felt their eyes all over her naked body. But 
strangely, they didn't try to touch her.

As the elevator reached the lobby, the two robbers dragged the naked 
Kelly from the car. She saw the rest of the staff still sitting on the 
floor behind the counter, the third robber keeping watch over them with 
a sub-machinegun. The eyes of the hostages widened as they saw her 
coming towards them naked - especially the eyes of the men.

"We brought you something," Shorty said.

The leader turned around and looked her over.

"Nice," he said slowly. "Number One, you take this and keep the hostages 
in check."

He passed the machine gun to the tall robber - evidently known as 
"Number One" - who took over the task of guarding the hostages.

The Leader turned to Kelly. She could see his eyes gleaming through the 
ski mask.

"Hold her," he said to Shorty.

Shorty dropped Kelly's clothes and purse on the floor. Then he swiftly 
pulled her arms behind her back and held them there. Kelly felt her 
breasts standing out, exposed to the Leader's gaze.

"She's all yours," Shorty said.

"Looks good," the Leader responded, walking up to her. "Now the only 
question is: does she taste as good as she looks?"

He knelt down in front of her and Kelly felt his wet mouth against her 
pussy. She gasped. The rough fabric of his ski mask scratched the inside 
of her thighs, as his lips gently sucked her labia, tasting her wetness. 
She squirmed, but Shorty tightened his grip, making sure she could not 
get away.

Kelly felt the juices flowing from her excited cunt. The Leader placed 
his thumbs on either side of her flesh and pulled her labia apart, 
opening her.

"Mmm," he murmured, his deep voice making her pussy vibrate.

My God, she thought, he's making me so hot. If he starts using his 
tongue, I'm gonna faint.

And sure enough, next she felt the soft wetness of the Leader's tongue 
pushing into her sensitive flesh.

"Ohhh!" she cried, her voice echoing in the lobby.

She felt everyone looking at her. What was she doing? While the rest of 
the staff cowered in fear, she'd willingly let two of the robbers fuck 
her to orgasm. And now the third one was about to bring her off once 
more. She moaned. The thought made her even more excited.

The Leader jerked his head back and forth, poking his tongue in and out 
of her pussy in a fast, irresistible rhythm. As Kelly panted with 
excitement, his gloved hands found her breasts. His leathery fingers 
squeezing her hard nipples, he kept fucking her with his tongue.

"Oh yes!" Kelly cried, mad with excitement. "Make me come! Aaah!"

The orgasm hit her hard, almost knocking her unconscious. Thankfully, 
Shorty held onto her and kept her from collapsing, as her entire body 
shivered with pleasure.

The Leader stood up and kissed her, pushing his tongue through the ski 
mask. Kelly could taste herself on his tongue and almost fainted again. 
Thirstily, still in a daze from her violent climax, she sucked her own 
juices from the robber's mouth.

Then he pulled back. She could see a huge erection bulging and throbbing 
inside his black jeans. She was turning him on as well.

"Right," he said, his voice cool and steady. "Let's have some fun here. 
You..."

He pointed to Gina.

"Come out here, where we can see you."

Shaking and whimpering, the blonde staggered forward in her high heels 
and stood in the middle of the floor, anxiously staring at the robbers.

'What are they going to do to her?' Kelly wondered. Granted, Gina was an 
annoying airhead - but she didn't want to see her hurt. But well, on the 
other hand, perhaps just a little bit...

"Who's the manager here?" the Leader asked.

"I am," Mr. Denham answered, trying to keep his voice calm.

"Okay. You come out here, too."

Mr. Denham stepped forwards, standing next to Gina. He gave her a 
slight, reassuring nod.

"So," the Leader said. "This little babe works for you?"

"She does, yes."

"Well, today she's going to do some very special work for you. Take your 
pants off."

"No!" Mr. Denham protested. "This is madness!"

The Leader grinned.

"Jesus," he said. "Well, Miss. I guess you'll have to do it for him, then."

Gina didn't dare object. Wide-eyed, she slowly unbuckled Mr. Denham's 
belt and unbuttoned his pants. Then she pulled his zipper down.

"Gina..." he began.

Trembling, Gina pulled down his pants and boxers. His cock hung long and 
semi-erect, visible beneath his shirt-tails. Gina swallowed once, 
staring at her boss's member.

"Now," the Leader ordered. "Suck his cock."

Gina seemed to be in a daze of fear and confusion. Without arguing, she 
took the manager's cock into her mouth and began sucking.

"Gina!" Mr. Denham gasped. "No. Please."

But Gina kept going. She began moving her head back and forth, letting 
his hardening cock slip in and out between her lips. Fascinated, Kelly 
watched, as the manager's long, veined shaft stiffened, its rough 
surface glistening with Gina's saliva.

"Oh yeah..." Kelly whispered, wriggling lasciviously in Shorty's strong 
grip.

The Leader looked at her, grinning.

"You like that, huh?" he asked. "I knew you were a nasty little slut."

Yeah, Kelly loved it. The whole situation was so outrageous. Standing 
naked at her place of work, watching a colleague giving her boss a 
blowjob. And with the rest of the staff watching as well. Oh yes, this 
was making her hot as hell.

The Leader turned to Gina and Mr. Denham. The blonde was still 
vigorously sucking her boss's cock, which was now completely erect. The 
manager closed his eyes, breathing rapidly, apparently fighting the 
impulse to come in her mouth.

"Okay," the Leader said. "Now, honey - stand up and take off your clothes."

Gina let the manager's cock slip out of her mouth with a loud popping 
sound. Slowly, shaking, she stood up.

"You're crazy," she sobbed. "Crazy."

"Yeah, yeah," the Leader mocked her. "We just want to see your tits and 
your pussy. Now get those clothes off!"

Sniffing and whimpering, Gina tore her clothes off and stood naked on 
the marble floor. She was thin and long-legged with impressive breasts. 
Kelly wondered whether her breasts were fake, but they looked 
convincingly real. The sight of her body made Mr. Denham's cock twitch 
impatiently. The Leader grinned.

"Get on your knees on that couch," he said.

Obediently, Gina placed herself on all fours in one of the sofas. Kelly 
could guess the rest.

"And you, sir," the Leader said. "Get over there and fuck her!"

"No!" Gina and Mr. Denham cried in unison.

The Leader raised his gun, pointing it at each of them in turn.

"Shut up!" he said. "You two are now in the entertainment business, 
okay? You're here to show us what we like to see. And what we like to 
see is a hot, sexy babe getting a good, hard fuck. So when we tell you 
to fuck, you fuck. Okay?"

Mr. Denham stood behind Gina, his fingers feeling her pussy.

"I'm sorry," he said.

Gina just shook her head, tears rolling down her cheek. Having 
determined that she was wet, Mr. Denham grabbed his cock in his fist and 
guided it towards her slit. He thrust his hips forward, burying the 
entire length of the shaft inside her pussy.

"Ah!" she cried.

Mr. Denham grabbed her hips and began fucking her. Over and over, he 
drove his cock in and out of the naked blonde's juicy cunt. Kelly stared 
intently at the scene. She could just imagine what that long, hard cock 
would feel like, banging into her pussy. How she wished Mr. Denham had 
been forced to fuck her instead.

The Leader was getting excited as well. He zipped down his jeans, 
released his cock, and began stroking it with his gloved hand. His cock 
was hard and thick. Kelly moaned at the sight of it, but he didn't seem 
to hear her.

"Yeah," he said, his gaze fixed on Gina and Mr. Denham. "Fuck her. Fuck 
her good."

Clear fluid trickled from the tip of his member, dripping onto the 
marble floor. Kelly squirmed in Shorty's grip. She stared at the 
Leader's cock, wanting it - just to touch it would be enough.

Fascinated, the entire staff just sat there, staring as Mr. Denham kept 
thrusting his cock into Gina from behind. You could tell they wanted to 
look away - but they just couldn't take their eyes off the sight of 
their elderly boss fucking his young, sexy employee. Kelly bet that some 
of the guys were getting erections now. She shook her head - why 
couldn't she think about anything but cocks? Damn, she was so hot...

"That's good," the Leader said to Mr. Denham "Now turn her around. And 
fuck her like you mean it."

Mr. Denham pulled his cock from Gina's pussy and swiftly placed on her 
back on the couch. She was trembling now, her face flushed, obviously 
aroused against her will. Mr. Denham, too, was breathing hard, his cock 
twitching as he assumed the position between her legs. Gina's eyes 
widened, as he grabbed the shaft and slowly slid it in between her labia.

"Mmm," she moaned.

Without waiting for further commands, Mr. Denham began pumping his cock 
into the blonde on the couch. He fucked her in a rough, demanding 
rhythm, making her whimper. He grabbed her ankles, placing them on his 
shoulders, allowing his cock to penetrate her even deeper.

The Leader masturbated at the sight, his eyes gleaming inside the ski mask.

"Look at him," he told Gina.

Reluctantly, the couple looked into each other's eyes. It was as if this 
made the act even more outrageous - like they were now actually lovers 
and not just strangers forced to perform a sex act by some perverted 
criminal.

Gina was gasping for breath. As Mr. Denham kept thrusting his rigid tool 
into her, she shivered with pleasure, as the orgasm hit her.

"Ohhh..." she cried. "Ohhh..."

She dug her fingernails into Mr. Denham's buttocks, as he drove his cock 
into her again and again.

"Holy fuck..." Kelly whispered.

The Leader laughed.

"What a filthy slut!" he said. "She just loves it. C'mon mister, keep 
going."

Mr. Denham held Gina down, fucking her with deep, hard strokes. She 
struggled in his grip.

"No..." she gasped, "wait..."

"Shut up!" the leader shouted. "Don't listen to her, mister. Fuck her as 
hard as you can."

Gina squirmed beneath her boss, whimpering. Kelly wanted to touch 
herself, but Shorty held her arms firmly behind her back. She stared at 
the couch, where Mr. Denham was fucking Gina with relentless energy.

"Yeah!" Kelly shouted, out of her mind with lust. "Fuck her. Fuck her ass!"

The Leader turned his masked face towards her, nodding in approval.

"Alright," he said. "You heard her, mister. Fuck her ass."

Without a word, Mr. Denham pulled his slippery cock from Gina's pussy 
and guided it towards her anus.

"No!" she cried. "Don't!"

Grunting with lust, the bank manager pushed forward, forcing the head of 
his cock into Gina's ass.

"Aaah!" she screamed. "No!"

Mr. Denham kept pushing. Inch by inch he buried his erect cock inside 
the blonde's tight little ass. She struggled helplessly, as he began 
thrusting into her anus in deep, slow strokes.

"Play with your pussy," the Leader ordered, stroking his cock.

"I ... I can't," she sobbed.

But she still obeyed the command. Her trembling fingers found her clit, 
and as Mr. Denham kept pumping his cock into her ass, she began to 
masturbate. Juiced flowed abundantly from her pussy, trickling down over 
the manager's cock.

"Ohmigod!" she gasped, massaging her clit, "Ohmigod! Aaah!"

And with her boss relentlessly fucking her ass, Gina brought herself to 
another orgasm. Her entire body quivered uncontrollably on the couch, as 
her cries of pleasure echoed through the bank.

"Unh!" Mr. Denham gasped. "Fuck!"

He pulled his twitching cock from Gina's ass and held it tightly in his 
fist, as he began to ejaculate. The first jet of sperm flew several feet 
across her body, spattering her face and her left breast. With 
incredible force, Mr. Denham's cock released spurt after spurt of creamy 
semen, leaving hot white trails across Gina's naked flesh.

Mr. Denham masturbated vigorously, forcing the last drops of sperm from 
his cock, and finally Kelly saw it beginning to soften.

"Okay," the leader said. "Now you two go and sit with the others."

Mr. Denham zipped up his pants and staggered towards the staff. Several 
seconds later Gina got to her feet and joined him, naked, trails of his 
sperm trickling down her skin.

The Leader turned towards Kelly.

"Okay," he said, his excited cock jerking in front of him. "Let's do it."

Kelly looked at him in disbelief. Was he finally going to fuck her?

She spread her legs wide, as he assumed the position between her thighs. 
The Leader grabbed his thick cock in his gloved fist and placed it at 
the mouth of her pussy. She whimpered, as she felt its swollen head 
pushing against her flesh.

Then he swiftly thrust his pelvis upwards, burying the entire length of 
the shaft inside her.

"Aaah!" she cried.

In her excited state, the sensation was almost enough to make her come. 
Shorty held her arms tightly.

"Yeah?" the Leader grunted, as he began to thrust rhythmically into her 
pussy. "You like that? Huh?"

"Oh yeah," Kelly whispered. "I love it. Fuck me. Fuck me hard."

She felt his cock plowing through her quivering flesh, entering her 
again and again. The sensation was incredible. Every thrust of his 
massive tool triggered a surge of pleasure, unlike anything she'd ever 
experienced.

The Leader's eyes were gleaming inside the ski mask. She felt his hot 
breath on her face, as he kept fucking her. She could feel the eyes of 
the entire staff on them, watching their every move.

And suddenly, without warning, a powerful orgasm hit her. Caught by 
surprise, Kelly screamed with pleasure, her savage cries echoing among 
the marble walls of the lobby.

"Aaah! Aaah!"

Her entire body shivered in ecstasy. As the climax washed through her, 
she felt the Leader's cock, still relentlessly pumping in and out of her 
pussy. This was so wrong, and it felt so good. He was raping her, and 
she came like she had never come before. And she didn't care who saw it. 
In fact, she wanted them to watch - that just turned her on even more.

Kelly's naked ass wriggled against Shorty's crotch. And through the 
fabric of his jeans, she felt his cock growing long and erect. And 
within seconds, she heard the rustling noise of his belt being unbuckled 
and his zipper pulled down.

"No!" she whispered.

Shorty let go of her arms and instead grabbed her hips, eagerly pushing 
the head of his cock against her anus. Kelly struggled helplessly, 
feeling the pain as he entered her inch by inch. His cock felt wide, 
stretching her rectum as he steadily penetrated her ass. She closed her 
eyes and tried to relax.

She could smell their sweat. Grunting like animals, the two robbers 
thrust into her pussy and her ass. Gradually, they synchronized their 
movements, fucking her in unison. Throwing her head back, she moaned 
loudly. She let them have their way with her, feeling the amazing force 
of their erections hammering into her tender holes.

They were mad with lust for her. And she herself was hot as hell, turned 
on by those two brutes and their vigorous fucking. As Shorty's cock kept 
thrusting into her ass, the pain was now indistinguishable from pleasure.

This time she felt it coming. The pleasure built up slowly, making every 
fiber of her flesh tingle as if electrified. And then - the release. The 
overpowering rush of a violent orgasm, sending her entire body into 
uncontrollable spasms.

"Ohmigod!" she whimpered. "Ohmigod!"

Quivering in ecstasy, she felt their cocks still thrusting into both her 
tender openings. Tears of joy flowed down her cheeks. She felt like Lady 
Catherine must have felt, raped by the Black Knights in the castle 
dungeon. Like any woman had felt throughout history, when brutal men had 
vigorously fucked her to incredible orgasms.

"Yeah!" Shorty said. "I'm gonna blow!"

The men both pulled out. Through a haze of pleasure she saw the Leader's 
cock twitching, red and swollen, about to ejaculate.

"Get down on the floor!" he commanded, grabbing his cock. "On your back!"

Kelly almost collapsed onto the cold marble floor of the lobby and 
spread out on her back. The two masked men stood above her, their gloved 
hands stroking their erect cocks. Clear fluid dripped from their tips 
onto her naked breasts.

"Oh God," she whimpered, writhing.

And then they came. Shorty's cock went first, releasing a long, white 
spurt of hot semen that landed on her face. Before he fired a second 
time, the Leader let out a yell, as he, too, began to ejaculate. A jet 
of creamy sperm shot from his jerking cock, hitting her across the breasts.

Kelly opened her mouth. Grunting and yelling, the two bank robbers aimed 
their cocks at her mouth, pumping spurt after spurt of semen at her 
face. She tasted the spicy drops on her tongue, licked them from her 
lips and swallowed load after load of their abundant sperm. They seemed 
to ejaculate forever, masturbating, emptying themselves of every drop of 
creamy semen.

And finally, it was all over. Panting exhaustedly, the two men stood 
above her, their cocks slowly growing soft. They tucked them into their 
pants and zipped up.

"Yeah," the Leader whispered.

Kelly just lay there, feeling the flecks of sperm turning cold on her 
naked skin.

She heard the tall robber giving orders to the hostages, telling them to 
remain calm and not to use the alarm for the next half hour.

The leader bent down to help her up.

"We're leaving now," he said gently. "We're taking the money and making 
a run for it."

Kelly found some paper napkins in her purse and used them to wipe the 
sticky stains of semen off her body. Then she picked up her clothes and 
got dressed.

"Yeah," Shorty said. "Make sure your colleagues keep quiet, okay?"

Kelly looked over at the staff, huddled on the floor behind the counter. 
Gina caught her eyes. Her gaze was scared, but there was something else, 
as well. It was almost as if she was ... jealous? Yeah, that was it. 
Kelly was sure of it now. Gina - naughty, sluttish Gina - would have 
loved the treatment the robbers had just given her.

Well, it had been pretty hot. But to be perfectly honest, Kelly didn't 
think Gina could have coped. Kelly was a bit sore, but she felt great. 
Not only had she endured the rough desires of the three bank robbers. 
She had actually discovered that it gave her an immense pleasure - a 
pleasure greater than she'd ever imagined.

Yes, she felt great. Previously, she'd been convinced that Gina was the 
naughty one - the one with the wild sex life and that she was a bit on 
dull side herself. But in fact, Kelly was the one with the raw, savage 
sexuality. She wouldn't have thought she could ever do this, let three 
masked men fuck her raw, driving her from climax to climax. In fact she 
had been the one wearing them out, letting them have their way until 
they'd finally succumbed to their lust for her, emptying their balls of 
all their pent-up juices.

She felt proud - she felt like a real woman. Not afraid of her desires, 
however dark and twisted her fantasies. Today she had faced her sexual 
demons, bringing incredible pleasure both to herself and the three men.

"Are you okay?" the Leader asked. "You'll keep an eye on them for us, 
right?"

Kelly, now fully dressed, straightened her hair and smiled at him.

"On them?" she giggled. "Hell no, boys. I'm coming with you!"

The three robbers laughed. Then they led her through the lobby and out 
the doors to their car. On the way out she felt the Leader's gloved hand 
grabbing her ass.

She was in for a rough time with these guys.

Hopefully.
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(c) bonfils 2008
http://www.tales-of-lust.com

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