We Rob Banks Pt. 03

Literotic asexstories – We Rob Banks Pt. 03 by DevlinMea,DevlinMea
Jen and Vince – We Rob Banks, Part 3

Jen was very scared as the police loaded her into the back of the car. The cold metal of the handcuffs bound her wrists tightly behind her as the policeman helped her sit. She scooted her legs in and the door shut with a thud. She’d never been in so much trouble before. She couldn’t believe how her life had changed in just a few short days. She went from a bored housewife to a bank robber and an accomplice to murder.

One of the officers got into the driver’s side and the two drove off, heading back to the station. She could hear the dispatch over the radio coordinating the search for Vince. They’d quickly lost him in and were frantically searching. She was happy that he got away, but wished desperately that she was with him. She wondered how he could have left her so easily.

When they reached the station, the officer helped her out of the car and escorted her inside for booking. They pulled the cuffs off and began their questioning. She was extremely scared, but kept quiet, not giving them her name or anything about her. She reasoned that without a previous record or fingerprints on file, it would be a while before they even realized who she was.

The officer booking her seemed very interested in more than just her name. He held her close as he rolled each finger in the ink and then onto the paper, his face right by her ear.

“You know, it can get pretty quiet in here. Sometimes at night there’s just me… and I tend to get rather lonely. I think you’ll be keeping me company. Can’t send you off anywhere without your name, you know.” He pushed his groin into her hip, letting her feel his erection beneath. One hand held her wrist as the other grabbed her ass, squeezing and caressing it. She felt her skirt lift up in the back, felt his hand against her bare skin, caressing and squeezing. Slowly his fingers traveled down the crack of her ass, threatening to enter her from behind. Then he suddenly pulled away.

He moved her to the screen and took her pictures, front and each profile, and ushered her back to the cells, holding her arm tightly. He pushed her inside and closed the door with a loud, ominous clang. She wondered if she’d get to make a phone call… wondered who she’d even call… She couldn’t involve her husband in this. He’d never understand. She moved to the bed and sat down, putting her head in her hands.

It was hours before she saw anyone again. One of the younger officers brought her some dinner, which she readily accepted. She hadn’t eaten all day long and was starving. Once she finished that, and he collected the tray, she again was left alone. It seemed that this small town had very little trouble. She was the only one in the cells and there seemed to be few cops on duty and little if no noise at all in the place. ‘The officer was right,’ she thought, ‘It would get pretty lonely in here.’ She lay back on the bed and drifted off to sleep.

It was a fitful sleep, with images of her being beaten for being such a bad girl… images of Vince, running away with another woman, living happily without her. She awoke with a start when she heard a clang on her cell.

“Wake up,” a voice said, startling her. “Some water for you.”

She opened her eyes to see the young cop holding a cup through the bars for her. She took it, thanked him, and took a sip.

“Now, now. Drink it all up, I need to take the cup back.” He held out his hand for it. She took a long drink, handed it back, and sat back on the bed again. He walked out the door, snickering a little, which surprised her.

Ten minutes later, she was feeling… strange. She was sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall, holding her knees to her chest. It started out as a woozy, drunk feeling. Her eyesight was little blurred, her balance shaky. She felt detached and light-headed. Then the heat seemed to build quickly, flowing through her, seeming to pool in her erogenous zones. She leaned her head back against the wall and gasped at the pleasure of it all.

Her knees parted slightly and her hand slid down her thighs, feeling the coolness of her hand against the extreme heat of her thighs. It felt wonderful… she felt wonderful. Her fingers caressed her sex over her panties and the pleasure that radiated from her was sudden and extreme.

“Fuck,” she moaned, pressing her fingers hard against her clit, circling it. They moved faster and faster as the pleasure grew by leaps and bounds. She was panting loudly, moaning in her heat, and came quickly. It was a hard cum, soaking her panties. Her entire body felt so radiant and excited… and the orgasm only seemed to heighten the feelings.

She faintly heard the clang of the cell door as her fingers slid inside her panties and stroked her sex. Flesh on flesh felt even better, making the heat explode in her clit. Her fingers moved wildly as the two officers stood watching her, smiling.

“I love this part,” said the older one. “That drug does it’s job so well.”

Jen grabbed the string at her hip for her panties and pulled on it… she needed these off… now! She was so desperate and pulled roughly, ripping the cloth from her. She spread her legs wider, both hands clawing at her overheated body… fingers sliding against her clit… fingers driving into her pussy. Her legs were out, feet floating in the air.

She heard the officers approach her, talking about her, but she couldn’t understand them. Her brain only focused on her need. She stared forward at them, their crotches the only thing she could focus on. She imagined how big they were, how good they would feel inside her. Her mouth seemed so dry all of the sudden. One of the officers stood in front of her at the side of the bed. She gulped as she sat forward, her hands quickly moving to his belt, unfastening it. He moved his hands to help, but she slapped them away. She needed it so badly, nothing would stand in her way.

She opened his pants and yanked them down sharply, following it with his boxers. His cock was semi-hard, swaying before her face as her hand wrapped around it and began stroking it. Her mouth quickly followed, swallowing him deeply in her need. Her mouth exploded with pleasure, her body surging. She’d never felt so good giving a blowjob before. This was incredible.

“Oh, god,” he moaned. “I didn’t pay that chemist near enough.” Both chuckled loudly, but she didn’t care. She just wished they’d shut up and fuck her.

She was slurping and moaning loudly, enjoying the pleasures that were raging through her overheated body. She’d never felt this excited before. She felt hands on her hips, changing their positions, turning them, making her stand. She never released the cock in her mouth, using her tongue and her hands to help make that cock rock hard as it pushed deep into her throat.

The hands grabbed her hard and she felt the another cock push into her pussy. She gasped around the cock in her mouth, not believing the pleasures overwhelming her could get any better… but they did… incredibly. With every thrust of that cock she moaned, her face pushed into the hips at her mouth, which pushed into her, too. Sandwiched between two cocks, fucking her from both ends, she felt completely filled. Hands held her head and her hips, helping to control her and hold her in position. She felt her tits swaying beneath her and used her hands to pinch her nipples.

She tried to talk, tried to tell them just how much she loved what was happening, but couldn’t. The cock in her mouth barely let her moan or even breath. Saliva was dripping down her chin, almost feeling like cum, which only excited her more. That’s what she wanted now… cum… she wanted it in her mouth, in her pussy, on her face… all over her body. Her body was glowing with heat, quivering with need.

She felt the man erupt in her mouth and she sucked hard, swallowing it. She started wailing as she felt her own orgasm strike. Her pussy twitched and contracted and she came quickly afterwards, losing all control of her body. She felt herself fall forward onto the bed, still shaking with need.

“Ahem,” said a voice. Surprised, the officers looked up to see Vince standing at the cell door, gun drawn. One moved towards him to disarm him, but a swift move of the gun to point it at his head stopped him. “I don’t think I’d try that,” he said. He used his foot to pull the officers’ pants out the cell door and indicated for them to move from you. They put their hands up and slowly moved to the other side of the cell.

“Come here, doll. It’s time to go,” he said. Jen stood on shaky legs and moved out of the cell, her clothing in tatters. She was barely in control of herself even now. She stood outside the cell, one hand on the bars as the other stroked her sex. She could feel the cum oozing out of her and smeared it across her clit, feeling the pleasure begin to quickly ramp up yet again.

Vince grabbed two glasses of water and laid them by the officers. “I think you better drink this or you won’t be whole men ever again,” he said pointing the gun at their deflated cocks.

“You won’t get away with this,” said one defiantly.

“Right now you should just be happy to be alive,” Vince snarled. “I should just kill you both.” He pulled the hammer back with a loud click. “So what’s it going to be, drink or sing soprano in the church choir and pee out your ass?”

The officers grabbed the glasses and quickly downed the contents, throwing the cups across the cell. The thud of the plastic rang through the empty cell block. They sat on the floor, backs against the wall.

“Good choice,” Vince said slamming the cell door closed. He pulled back, took Jen by the arm, and helped her back to the door. He stood holding her as she shook in need. Her head was resting on his shoulder and she masturbated furiously as they stood there for a moment, waiting.

After several minutes the officers were starting to sweat, their erections becoming more prominent. Within another few minutes, their eyes closed as hands encircled their own cocks and began sliding up and down, quickly moving to a furious pumping. Vince laughed at their predicament. When he saw the older, lecherous officer open his eyes and peer at the other… his mouth opening as if dry… licking his lips… his eyes scanning down to see the jerking hand… leaning forward… Vince grabbed the door handle and opened it into the front offices.

“You boys have a fun time,” he said, slipping through the door just as the older officer’s mouth engulfed his companion.

They quickly made their way through the station and out the front doors. It was hard to move very fast with Jen in such a heightened state of arousal, but he did his best. They made it to the car where he deposited her into the passenger seat and then jumped in, speeding off. It was dark out, nearly 2am, and he knew they had several hours in which to make their getaway. He idly wondered, laughing, what the other police would find when they got there.

*****

Vince drove at the speed limit, once they got underway. He didn’t want to attract any unwanted attention. Especially with the woman he was with sitting with her feet up on the dash, her knees spread wide, masturbating furiously. He lost count of the number of orgasms she had when he finally pulled off the road to rest for a moment.

He almost felt sorry for her as she sat there panting. She couldn’t stop. “What in the hell did they give you?” he asked, mostly to himself. She was still too far gone to respond. But she did look over at him, a feral, needy look in her eyes. She dropped her feet to the floorboards and leaned over to him, kissing him deeply. One hand moved to his cock, sliding against it with desire. She forcefully unfastened his pants, pulling them down a little, before she slid her mouth around his erection, sucking deeply.

It was almost too much for him to take. The combination of her technique and the demand of the drug in her system made it feel so incredible, her tongue slashing, her lips squeezing. One hand pumped his shaft as her mouth teased the head, forcing his hips to rise up in pleasure.

“Oh god, baby,” he moaned, as his hands gripped the seat beneath him.

The scent in the car was rife with sex, the sounds loud and unmistakable. When he was harder than he’d ever been in his entire life, she swung her leg over him and slipped him inside her, slowly rocking her hips forward and back, letting it push deep with each thrust.

“Drive baby,” she moaned in his ear before her tongue slithered out and licked it. “Take me to Mexico.”

It was difficult, but he started the engine, made his way back onto the road, and drove south with Jen fucking him madly, panting and moaning in his ear.