Author: Maximillian Excaliber
The Great Department Store Robbery
By Maximillian Excaliber
I am always trying to come up with new positions to put the main characters in sexually and here is one that I had not done until this story. Believe it or not, it was a tough one to make happen and still keep somewhat believable. I had been thinking about it for quite some time trying to figure out what and how to manage it and here is what I came up with. Please enjoy.
Robert Thomas Claymore, the owner of the T.C. Claymore Department Store chain was dead. He had died quite peacefully in his sleep on a cold winter’s night in the middle of December. His heirs, Thomas Claymore Jr. and Thomasina had inherited his entire fortune which included his country estate, the department store chain itself and his private penthouse suite.
A reclusive man in his later years, Robert Claymore chose to spend almost all of his time at the penthouse suite which occupied the entire seventh floor of the Brooklyn location of the chain’s first and oldest store. Both the store and suite had been renovated several times to insure that it always had the latest amenities for Robert Claymore, his guests and customers. A little known fact was that Mr. Claymore, the elder, was quite the ladies man and, in his declining years, had become somewhat obsessed with sex. Because of that obsession, he had accumulated a rather substantial collection of erotic art and paraphernalia the pride of which was his massive collection of rare antique stag films and clips.
Unfortunately, being somewhat conservative in both moral and religious views, neither his son nor daughter shared his affinity for erotic material. They also did not share their father’s affection for his beloved penthouse. And so, when their father died, they decided to have his entire collection of erotic material destroyed and the penthouse suite turned into storage space for the store.
Chapter One – “The Night Shift”
After Yevette Jefferson and Carlo Spinola had finished their three days of training as security guards by Lincoln, Masters and Marconi Security Services, they were both assigned to the night shift duty at T.C. Claymore’s Brooklyn store.
Yevette was somewhat dark complected and a bit short as Negro women went being about 5’6 inches tall. She had large but not overly so breasts, short hair that was sculpted somewhat like a ‘Poodle Cut”, brown eyes, muscular thighs and calves, and the classic slightly large butt that is somewhat predominate amongst some women of color. It wasn’t by any means what one could describe as a massive “big booty butt”. However, it was a bit more ample than was average for a woman her size and most men found it quite attractive.
Her partner, Carlo, was a third generation American of Italian decent. He was six foot tall, slightly dark complected, black curly hair, blue eyes, a stocky build and had a very substantial amount of body hair. Had he ever worn one of those cheap polyester suits that were so popular in the seventies, he could easily have been mistaken as a mob soldier.
They had been working together for nine months and had become very close as they began to learn things about each other. She learned that he was direct and to the point and he learned that she could be quick tempered and at times completely irrational when angry. Even so, they got along almost as well as a happily married couple.
It was about eleven o’clock at night and two hours after the store had closed. Their shift had started when the store closed and things in the building were as quiet as a mouse.
“Let me get dis straight, dey gonna take all dis art stuff here da old man saved and burn it up?” Carlo asked Yevette, a tone of disbelief in his voice as they both stepped off one of the elevators into the penthouse floor.
Yevette scanned the hallway in front of them and replied, “Yeah, that’s right! Every fucking bit of it!”
They walked down the hall to the penthouse entrance then, Yevette used her key-card to open the door and they both walked inside.
“Seems a shame to burn up all dees beautiful statues and paintings, doesn’t it Yevette?” Carlo said as they both stood admiring a particularly erotic painting of a man and a woman engaged in mutual oral sex.
“If you ask me, the old man’s kids are fucking nuts!” she replied as they both continued their rounds through the penthouse.
Carlo and Yevette stopped in front of an extremely realistic life size statue of a couple having sex in the doggy style position. Carlo turned his head to her slightly and said, “Ya know, I saw dat in a movie once. Never done it myself.”
“Carlo, you have no fucking idea what you’ve been missing! The best sex I ever…” she stopped herself in mid-sentence and said to him, “You’ve really never done that?”
“Nah, my ex-girlfriend, she didn’t like to try anything different. She said it was sinful. She said, ‘If da church says do it missionary, den we is doing it missionary. I’m a good Cathlic girl!’ So dats what we did. Missionary! All da time, every time!” he told her.
“Well, she was a fucking idiot and you should have her dumped sooner!” Yevette exclaimed.
As they walked, she was having trouble getting the image of that statue out of her head. Not because ‘doggy’ was her favorite position, though it was! It was because every time the image of it popped into her brain, Yevette kept seeing herself as the woman in the statue and Carlo as the man. What she did not know, was that the same thing was happening to Carlo.
Yevette had developed more than a deep affection for him, and it became much stronger after the night a thief had broken into the store. The thief, armed with a pistol, had surprised them both and had his gun pointed at Carlo.
When Yevette said to the man “Take what you want you piece of shit and get the hell out!” The man turned his pistol on her and was about to pull the trigger when Carlo literally jumped in front of her, caught the theif totally by surprise, grabbed his gun hand, and proceeded to beat the man to a bloody pulp. The thief had set off the silent alarm while breaking in and the three policemen arrived just in time to pull Carlo off of him. Had they not arrived when they did, Carlo would have killed the man with his bare hands.
She knew that night that he had showed more with his actions than he ever could have with words just how much he cared for her.
They were walking their third set of rounds together and talking about the futility of being a security guard for a company that would not even allow them to carry firearms when they heard the voice of a woman behind them say, “Keep your hands where we can see them and turn around very slowly!”
Chapter Two – “Take Out The Trash”
Carlo and Yevette both froze immediately and stood there in shock until they heard a different, male, voice say, “She said turn around, so turn around!”
They did. What they saw was a man and a woman, both dressed in gray overalls, holding pistols pointed in their directions and wearing cheap plastic lone ranger masks on their faces.
The woman, a beautiful full figured brunette, about five foot eight inches tall with long wavy hair that came down about six inches past her shoulders, said to them in a sultry voice, “Hi! My name is Ms. White and this is Mr. Black. We understand that you have some garbage to dispose of and were here to take out the trash for you.”
“What?” came the voices of Carlo and Yevette in unison.
The buxom brunette answered them, “The artwork! We want it before those two morons nice old Mr. Claymore had the displeasure of siring have a chance to destroy it.”
“Look lady, if you take that stuff we will loose our jobs! Hell, they might even think we took it!” Yevette told the female robber.
Consolingly, the buxom felon said to her, “Not if we leave you too handcuffed naked to each other they wont.”
“You’re out of your fucking mind lady if you think I am going to let you strip me naked and leave me handcuffed here until morning.” Yevette said to her indignantly.
Carlo turned to Yevette and said, “Let em have it, Honey. Da dumb shits was gonna burn it anyway!”
“Bullshit! They’re thieves and it’s our fucking jobs to protect the store!” Yevette yelled at him.
‘Oh shit!’ he thought, ‘She’s working herself into a pissy fit!’ Then he said to her, “Dey just want the artwork, not the other stuff. We’re supposed to protect the store goods not the trash. Why not just let them have it?”
For just a second Carlo thought she was going to argue with him but instead she said, “Fine! Fuck it! Let them have the shit. But I’m not going to strip naked and be left here for the store manager to find me in the morning!”
“That’s not negotiable!” said the female felon. Then added, “No loose the clothes!”
Carlo and Yevette both began undressing. When he was down to his underpants, Carlo looked over at Yevette to see her standing there fully nude with her Nubian body fully exposed for all to see. There was an expression of anger worse than he had ever seen on her face.
Two things concerned him at the time. The first was that she might do or say something stupid to provoke the two armed criminals unnecessarily. And the second, was that the sight of her immediately brought back the image of that statue in the penthouse and he had grown a massive erection.
Yevette looked at the vivacious villain and said, “I’ll see your ass in jail bitch!”
“Shut da fuck up Yevette!” Carlo yelled.
The till then silent male robber quickly said to him, “Too late for that Buddy! She’s stuck her foot in it now!”
Chapter Three – “Fe-Fe Gets Collared”
For almost a minute there was total silence and Carlo could swear he could see Ms. White counting to herself. Finally the silence was broken.
“Why is it that no matter how civil I am people keep calling me that?” Ms. White said in a tone that seemed to project both annoyance and frustration in her voice, then added, “Well, I guess we’ll just have to find out which of us really is the bitch.”
After that, she turned to her companion and said, “Cover them! I’ve got some shopping to do!”
“You better not hurt her or I’ll break both your fucking necks!” Carlo said to the male robber threateningly.
The felon simply smiled and said, “I’ve got a sneaking idea what she may be up to. Don’t worry, unless you do something stupid she won’t hurt you. Hell, you might even like it!”
Both Carlo and Yevette suddenly got puzzled, then very worried looks on their faces.
A few short minutes later, Ms. White returned caring one of the store’s shopping bags. It obviously contained several items. When she emptied the contents of the bag onto one of the beds, Yevette gasped in horror for the bag had contained five chain leashes from pet supplies, one large bottle of KY personal lubricant from pharmaceuticals, six small key locks from hardware, two small rubber ball doggy chew toys and a large dog collar.
Ms. White then looked directly at Yevette and said, “OK Fe-Fe, get on the bed on all fours.”
“You’re off your fucking nut if you think I am going to do that Lady!” Yevette said to her defiantly.
With no expression on her face, Ms. White turned and pointed her pistol at Carlo’s crotch and said, “Ever seen the quick way to spade a male dog?”
“What do you think Lover boy?” Ms. White said as she looked Carlo straight in the eyes.
Carlo didn’t take long to consider her words before saying to Yevette, “Yevette, she means it!”
“What difference does it make, you’ve told me yourself you had a vasectomy?” Was Yevette’s response. She was enraged and didn’t seem to be considering the full ramifications of Ms. White’s quick method of spading.
Carlo however, fully understood what would happen and said to Yevette pleadingly, “Honey, they might not work any more, but I like dem and would hate to loose dem. You understand dat she’s talking about blowing dem off? I could bleed to death before help gets here, dat is if anyone even calls for it!”
“WELL FUCK!” Yevette said in frustration and got upon the bed as instructed.
Laughing, the usually silent male robber said to her, “That’s up to you Honey.”
The female bandit handed her pistol to her partner before retrieving a pair of handcuffs from one of the pockets of her overalls. She then walked around to the head of the bed, reached through the center vertical bars on the head board and locked one end of the handcuffs around Yevette’s right wrist. Next she pulled the free end of the handcuff under the bottom bar on the headboard, through one of the vertical bars in the center of the headboard, wrapped it around it once, back under the bottom bar again and locked it around Yevette’s left wrist.
When Yevette’s hands were secured to the headboard, Ms. White walked over to the bed that she had dumped the contents of the bag onto and retrieved one of the dog leashes that lay there. Leash in hand, she walked back over to the bed that Yevette was on and just laid it over Yevette’s hips to dangle freely.
“What the fuck are you doing bitch?” Yevette yelled at the voluptuous villain.
Upon hearing Yevette’s words, Ms. White walked over to the other bed, picked up one of the rubber balls and walked back over to Yevette.
Yevette, upon seeing what the woman was holding quickly closed her mouth tightly.
However, Ms. White, simply used her free hand to pinch Yevette’s nose until she was forced to open her mouth for air. When Yevette gasped for air, Ms. White suddenly shoved the rubber chew toy into it and said, “Don’t spit that out until I tell you to or I’ll put it back in and tape your mouth shut!”
The next thing Ms. White did was to pick up the leash around Yevette’s waist and then after she wrapped it around Yevette, pulled the latch as far as it would go through the large medal ring that was attached to the hand strap on the leash. When she was done, the latch end of the leash dangled freely over Yevette’s left side onto the bed.
Ms. White then produced another pair of handcuffs from another pocket and walked over to Carlo where upon she secured both of this wrists with it. Then she said to him, “Hop up on there on the bed behind Fe-Fe, Stud.”
Carlo got up onto the bed and moved behind Yevette as instructed. He made sure to leave six inches between his body and Yevette’s which obviously did not please Ms. White for she said to him, “Oh no you don’t! Crawl up between those legs and don’t let it fall under her.”
“You don’t expect me to put it in her do ya? I ain’t gonna do dat, ya might as well shoot me now?” Carlo said to the curvy criminal.
Nonchalantly, the woman responded to him, “I don’t care what the two of you do together, just don’t let it fall under her! Now shut up and do as your told or do I have to give you a chew toy too?”
Having no choice, Carlo inched up so close behind Yevette that the full length of his prick lay in the crack of her ass causing her mouth to emit a muffled “UMMPH” from the contact.
Yevette tried to squirm away from Carlo’s prick only to hear Ms. White say to her threateningly, “Don’t move damn it!”
After rotating the leash that was around Yevette’s waist so that the metal ring was directly in the small of Yevette’s back, Ms. White took the free end and wrapped it around the handcuffs Carlo was wearing before proceeding to continue wrapping it tightly around his waist.
Once it was wrapped completely around Carlo, she used one of the locks to secure the small metal ring attaching the chain to the latch to the large metal ring that attached the hand strap to the chain.
The beautiful bandit picked up another leash, wrapped it around Yevette’s right ankle and pulled the latch end through the metal ring attached to the hand strap until there was less than and inch of slack left. She then took the latch and pulled it to the foot board and wrapped the chain around one of the bottom horizontal bar of the foot board. Once it was around the bar, Ms. White pulled the latch back towards Yevette and Carlo until there was no slack left. Then, she attached the latch to one of the links on the piece of chain coming from Yevette’s ankle. She used the remaining chains to similarly secure Yevette’s other ankle and both of Carlo’s ankles to the foot board.
When Ms. White was done, with their ankles tethered to the foot board, they could not have moved their legs more than an inch or so forward and with Yevette’s hands tethered to the headboard, the could not have moved more than four inches backwards.
After she inspected her work to make sure that everything was secure, Ms. White retrieved the bottle of KY personal lubricant from the other bed and completely removed the lid and safety tab from the top of the container. Then, she walked back over to stand next to Carlo and as she began pouring the contents of the bottle all over Yevette’s ass said, “If you try to escape, this should make things more interesting!”
Yevette began to squirm slightly as the cold liquid began to run down the crack of her as. It was also running all around Carlo’s cock, and straight down the mouth of her pussy throughly soaking both of their genitals.
When the bottle was empty, his torso and thighs were as wet and slippery as the back of Yevette’s legs and ass had become.
Finally after discarding the bottle onto the other bed, Ms. White picked up the studded dog collar and secured it loosely around Yevette’s neck.
The female villain then turned to Carlo and said whimsically, “I hope your into bestiality because I think Fe-Fe here is in heat.”
After that, Ms. White removed a small key from her pocket and placed it on the mattress directly under Yevette’s belly button and said, “If you try real hard, you might just be able to get to it. “
Feeling she had nothing to loose at this point, Yevette spit the chew toy from her mouth and screamed at the sultry bandit, “EVIL PERFERTED BITCH!”
However, Ms. White’s response was not what Carlo or Yevette expected for instead of becoming enraged. She simply stepped back from them, removed a cellphone from her pocket and opened it. That was followed by the unmistakable clicking sound of a camera shutter. Then she turned to Yevette and asked, “Excuse me, who’s the dog now?”
“You are, BITCH!” Yevette said indignantly.
The female felon laughed and said as she pushed the cell phone in front of Yevette so she could see the picture on the tiny screen, “Really? I’m not the one on all fours mounted from behind, now am I?”
Yevette looked bugeyed at the picture on the cellphones screen. Had it been anyone else, Yevette would have found the picture of a woman with a “Poodle Cut” hairstyle on all fours, wearing a dog collar, and appearing to be mounted from behind by some guy laughable. Being the woman in the picture, Yevette was not amused!
“Just so you don’t think this is only about humiliating you, we really would have left you handcuffed to each other as we said. However, your ignorance has convinced me that you are in dire need of a lesson in biology. Since you don’t seem to understand that I am not a dog, bitch or any other animal for that matter, perhaps spending some time in the same position they are in when they reproduce will teach you the difference.” Then Ms. White turned to Carlo and said quite sympathetically, “Sorry Lover boy, nothing personal, but your girlfriend here needs to be taught a lesson. You can thank her for the position you are in. If you’re still here when we come back, we’ll undo her handcuffs and let the two of you move into a less embarrassing position for the manager to find when he arrives.”
She paused a second as if in thought, then added, “Too bad you’re already fixed though, I bet the two of you could have produced a cute little litter.”
Then she turned around and, with only the sound of her companion laughing hysterically to accompany them, the two criminals walked away.
Chapter Four – “The Warm Up”
When the two felons were out of sight, Carlo said to Yevette angrily, “Couldn’t keep ya mouth shut could ya? Ya just had to piss her off!”
“Shut the fuck up, Carlo! I’m mad enough as it is!” replied Yevette.
There was no way Yevette could reach the key with her hands cuffed to the headboard so she began bending her head forward in an attempt to pick it up with her mouth. She thought if she could get it in her mouth, she could fling the key close enough towards the headboard to be able to reach it with her hands.
As she tried, her ass rubbed the base of Carlo’s penis. Confused, he said to Yevette, “What the hell are ya doing?”
“I’m going to get that key and after I’m free, I’m going to kick that bitch’s ass from one end of this building to the other for her!” Yevette replied as she made another attempt to get the key with her mouth.
She immediately ran into two problems. The first was that she could not reach the key by just bending her head downward and the second was, each time she bent her head down her ass rotated just enough to cause her pussy to rub on the base of Carlo’s prick. As it did, the mouth of her pussy opened just enough to allow a generous amount of the still dripping downward KY personal lubricant to flow into her pussy. When after a few more attempts she began feeling a warm sensation inside her womanhood, she stopped what she was doing and looked over at the bottle laying on the other bed.
‘Oh fuck!’ she muttered to herself upon seeing the words on the bottle. They were “With gentle warming sensation for his and her pleasure”.
“What did you say? What’s wrong?” Carlo asked. He had just started enjoying the warm slippery feeling of her ass moving against his cock.
The warmth in her pussy was getting stronger with each second and she was becoming very wet. Yevette realized that not all of it was from the lubricant that was still seeping deeply into her pussy. Angry because her body was beginning to become excited, she replied, “This is not fucking working!”
“Is there anything I can do to help?” Carlo asked earnestly.
Afraid of the consequences should he begin moving, she said to him curtly, “FUCK NO! Don’t move an inch! The last thing I want is your dick up my ass!”
Since the key was too far away to reach by just dropping her head, Yevette decided to push back a bit and lower her whole upper body in an attempt to get her head closer to the key. That also had unexpected results for when she did, her ass raised causing the underside of Carlo’s cock to slide down the mouth of her pussy until the base of his cock rested squarely on Yevette’s clit.
The sensation caused her to gasp at the sudden contact on her clit. Trying to ignore the pleasurable feeling that Carlo’s cock had just sent through her body, Yevette made several more unsuccessful attempts to get the key. While each attempt she made failed to retrieve the key, they did succeed in causing the inside of her pussy to become soaking wet. This time it was her own juices not the KY that was lubricating the base of Carlo’s cock.
While the KY seeping in it had warmed up her pussy, the repeated rubbing of his cock through her pussy lips and on her clit had her on fire. That same rubbing was having a similar sensation on Carlo giving him an almost overwhelming desire to bury his cock into her hot inviting pussy.
With his last ounce of self-restraint, Carlo said to Yevette, “Honey, that’s not working, either stop altogether or try something else before something bad happens.”
“I know what I’m doing, damn it!” Yevette snapped while trying to take her mind away from both her now hard nipples and Carlo’s equally stiff cock.
The funny thing is that her hard nipples gave her an idea. She decided to try and use her tits to push the key towards the headboard hoping that she may get it close enough to pick it up with her mouth. While she couldn’t reach the key with her breasts as the key was just too far back to reach it, she did manage to rub her sensitive nipples onto the mattress. The result was a very pleasant tingling sensation that she did not expect.
Realizing that she would have to move further back if she were going to reach the key, Yevette, pushed back as hard as she could against Carlo before dropping her tits once again to the mattress and shoving forward as hard as she could.
As Yevette pushed back against Carlo, he was shoved off balance and only the chain around them kept him from falling backward. But, when Yevette started to move forward, her ass raised just enough to allow the head of his cock to fall right into the mouth of her pussy. Before he could say a word, she grabbed the headboard and pulled herself forward as hard as she could also pulling him toward her at the same time.
“FUCK!” she cried as she felt his cock being buried to the hilt into her hot wet pussy.
Chapter Five – “Bow Wow”
Her pussy spasming around his cock, Yevette yelled to Carlo, “GET OUT OF ME YOU PRICK!”
“Hey, ya did dis to yaself. I did what ya said and didn’t move an inch!” Carlo said defensively.
She yelled again at Carlo, “I DON’T CARE! GET IT OUT OF ME NOW, DAMN IT!”
“I don’t want to be here any more than ya do! Don’t take it out on me!” he replied.
Her pussy still spasming around his prick she screamed, “DON’T TAKE IT OUT ON YOU?
YOU’VE GOT YOUR PRICK IN ME, ASSHOLE!”
He pulled back hard trying to extricate his cock from her causing all but the last two inches of his cock to leave her pussy. Unfortunately, the same chain that had pulled him forward into her, now pulled her backward onto him. This time his the head of his cock rubbed her G-spot, her now inflamed clit rode the underside of his cock as he was once again buried hilt deep in her. “OH FUCK!” they both exclaimed in unison as a wave of pleasure struck them both.
When she had regained her composure, Yevette yelled once more at Carlo, “STOP THAT YOU IDIOT!”
“FINE, HAVE AT IT! YA GOT US INTO DIS MESS; YA GONNA GIT US OUT OF DIS MESS!
I’M TIRED OF YOUR ABUSE ANYWAY.” Carlo retorted and remained motionless.
She quickly raised her ass as high as she could and dove forward as far as she could hoping his cock would fall out of her. Instead, the new angle caused the bottom of his cock to ride her clit as she tried to pull herself off of him. The chain around the waist prevented her from getting all of his cock out of her. When she dove forward, the head of his cock again rubbed her G-spot as his prick was once more devoured by her pussy.
“OH GOD!” she cried as her pussy began squeezing his cock of its own volition.
Finally she said to him, “It won’t come out! There’s not enough room to move!”
“What are we going to do?” Carlo asked while knowing full well what he wanted to do.
Her pussy still pulsing around his cock, Yevette said to him, “Nothing else we can do but wait for it to go down until it shrinks enough to fall out on its own! Meanwhile, you’ll just have to try and think of something else.”
‘Is she kidding?’ Carlo thought to himself. ‘What the hell am I supposed to think of with her pussy squeezing my dick like dat?” Then he said to her, “Dat’s not as easy as ya think, especially with yer… well, ya know.
“What are you suggesting?” Yevette asked him.
Her pussy had still not stopped squeezing his cock when he said to her, “Nothing. It’s just it ain’t likely to go down as long as its in you.”
Try as she may she could only think of one way to get his prick to shrink. She would just have to fuck him until he came. And so, she began slowly moving her hips back and forth, each time causing his cock to slide in and out of her pussy as much as it could.
Shocked at the movements, Carlo said to her, “What are ya doing?”
“I’m going to make it go down! Now, unless you can think of a better way, start moving your hips so we can get this over with.” she replied without ceasing fucking his cock.
She knew she could have waited for it to go down of its own accord, but between the warming up she had gotten from the lubricant and the repeated rubbing of her pussy onto his cock that had resulted from her failed attempts to get the key, she was just too horny to care. While it wasn’t the way she had wanted it, it provided her the perfect excuse to do what she had always wanted to…fuck him!
While he desperately wanted her to fuck him, Carlo did not want it to be forced upon her. Reluctantly, he said to her, “Ya don’t have to do dis, Yevette. We can wait. It will go down eventually.”
But she did not stop, she kept fucking him until finally he relented and soon they had developed the perfect rhythm and were moving in unison. It was like some erotic ballet for as he pulled back causing his prick to withdraw from her, she would push against him driving his cock hungrily back into her just as she felt tension on the chain about her waist.
Then as she would rock forward pulling her pussy partially off of his cock, he would drive his cock deeply back into her until he could go no further.
“YES!” she cried when the head of his cock began teasing her G-spot sending powerful jolts of pleasure through her body. With each impact it made, she was got closer to orgasm.
As the jolts got stronger with each penetration, she began driving herself back harder onto him. Each time she did so, she rubbed her clit against him.
The tingling in his cock was becoming almost unbearable and the pleasure almost too good. Just when he was on the very brink of orgasm, she suddenly drove herself on him and ground her pussy around his cock.
It was too much for him and he was sent instantly over the edge. He clinched the chain binding them together with both hands as he erupted into her filling her with his seed.
The sensation of his cock throbbing against her G-spot as he came was too much for her and suddenly her own orgasm came upon her like a tidal wave.
“FUCK ME!” she screamed as wave after wave of pleasure struck her body as she began writhing uncontrollably beneath him while her quivering pussy tried to totally devour his cock.
His orgasm finished, he looked away from her trying to think of something else lest his cock begin to grow anew and he said to her, “Yevette Honey, ya can stop now. It’s beginning to deflate.”
He had expected her to stop moving and allow his manhood to slide out of her pussy. When she did not but instead continued rocking back and forth on rod, he said to her, “Yevette, did ya hear me? I said ya do not have to do dis anymore! Ya can stop now!”
But she was already on her way to her second orgasm and she confessed to him, “Yes, I heard you. But I don’t want to stop! I want you do fuck me. Do you understand? I want you right here, right now, so shut up and fuck me damn it!”
The feeling of her warm pussy massaging his penis prevented it from becoming flaccid. After about a minute she had him once again fully erect. She began driving herself onto his cock with complete abandonment in an attempt to reach her second orgasm.
She became totally consumed in lust when his once more fully erect penis began rubbing her G-spot. Each movement she made seemed to caused it to penetrate even deeper than it had before.
No longer feeling the need to hold back, he looked down at her and the site of her naked body wantonly fucking him caused his cock to begin throbbing as it struck her G-spot. She was sent violently over the edge once more. She screamed out in ecstasy and her body froze momentarily as the shock of the first intense wave of this even more powerful orgasm hit her without warning.
Suddenly, like a mad woman out of control she began fucking him as though she were trying to use her pussy to suck the orgasm from him. When she did, his own orgasm came crashing upon him and he tried to hold her onto him once again erupted into her.
When the last waves of ecstasy had left them, he collapsed panting heavily upon her and she upon the bed.
After a few minutes, he began kissing her gently on her back. Finally he asked her in a soft tone, “Regret this happened?”
“No. I did at first, but not now. I’m actually glad it happened. We both would have waited for the other to make the first move had it not and that might have never happened.” Then she added, “Do you?”
He was still kissing her when paused a second, then said, “Nope. By the way, before I forget, don’t let that picture get ya down, ya do look really sexy in it. Cept for the chains and handcuffs that is. Dat collar is kind of cute though on ya though.”
His cock had never fully deflated despite having cum twice and she could feel it beginning to grow once again inside of her. Laughing, she said to him, “Bow Wow”.
Playing along with her, he responded saying, “Ruff Ruff” and began moving his cock again slowly in and out of her pussy.
They were both still panting when the two robbers returned to find them still coupled together intimately.
Chapter Six – “No Complaints”
With a smile on her face, Ms. White bent forward and placed two keys in Yevette’s hand.
Yevette looked at it and asked, “What about that one?”
“Oh, you can forget about it. That one wouldn’t have worked anyway. I just put it there to keep you busy while we were gone. Have fun?” was the female felon’s response.
“WHY YOU DIRTY EVIL…” but then Yevette stopped herself in mid sentence and just said, “Yes!”
Surprised at Yevette’s candor, Ms. White turned to Carlo and asked, “How about you Lover boy? Any complaints?”
“No way! I’m not sleeping under the porch tonight!” he replied.
When they were free, Ms. White made Carlo and Yevette sit facing one another, had them wrap their arms around each other and handcuffed Carlo and Yevette into an embrace.
As the two bandits began walking away, she called over her shoulder to them, “Sorry about this, I hope you don’t loose your jobs over it. Ta Ta lovers!”
“Don’t worry about it!” Yevette yelled back. Then added, “I was planning on quiting anyway, I really hate this job. I think I’ll try programming again. Maybe I can get a job with some new startup game company. What about you, Carlo?”
The robbers were out of earshot when he responded to her, “Same here! I was thinking about quiting myself. I used to be a website designer before my old job got outsourced.” Then he added, “Hey, ya wanna start a website?”
“What kind?” she asked.
Questioningly, he replied, “On-line adult games?”
“Cool!” she exclaimed.
Carlo loved holding Yevette in his arms. After they had sat in silence for a few minutes, he shocked her by saying, “Hey, ya want to move in with me? I’ll even make an honest woman out of ya?”
She looked him in the eyes and could tell he was serious. While it was not the most romantic proposal, it was heartfelt.
The word “YES!“ had hardly been uttered by her when he pulled her to him tightly and kissed her more passionately than she had ever been kissed before. It was their first kiss and one neither of them would ever forget.