Date: Tue, 2 Aug 2011 19:50:26 +0200 From: Amy Redek Subject: Once Upon a Crime. Chapter Three. So now it was down to Mavis. First I asked her to use her skill and make-up to give me a good looking scar on the left hand side of my face. Not a livid one, but make it look as though it was an old one and not very pronounceable but would be noticed by anyone looking at me. Straight away she wanted to know why and I told her to do that first and if it looked okay, I would tell her. She was a bit miffed at me not there and then telling her the why and so she sat me down and within twenty minutes, I had a terrific looking scar on my left cheek running from the lower eye lid down to the corner of my mouth. It was perfect. She was aghast at what I told her I was going to do and all that evening and the following two, for it was a weekend, I had told her of my plan and that I needed two women to be with me when we raided the place. I got Morris to put his oar in by saying that he was going to go with me and that we already had a driver. `You said that you wanted two women and one man. Well you are the man and I would be one of the women. Who would be the other one?' The question I was waiting to be asked. `Well with you being an artist in make-up, thought of you making up Morris. He has such a pretty face and I'm sure he would look the perfect woman when you'd finished with him.' `You've got to be joking,' Morris exclaimed, sitting back in his chair. `You can't really be serious?' `I am,' I said. `You would look perfect. I can see you now in a dress and made up just like a woman. Yes, perfect.' `No!' he cried. `Yes,' I said, getting up from the chair that was in front of Mavis. `Now sit here,' I said quite forcibly, `and let's see if I'm right,' and I gave my lips a lick as I looked at him and I think that this gesture meant more to him than I thought, and found out later that I was right. Muttering under his breath, he got up from where he he'd been sitting and sat down where I had been sitting and with an amused look on her face, Mavis proceeded to turn Morris's face and features into that of a woman. `Perfect,' I exclaimed at seeing the end result. `With a wig and dress on, nobody would ever think that it was a man,' and gave him a grin which, rather reluctantly, he gave one back to me after seeing the finished product for himself in the mirror. So it was fixed with the three of us and Patrick though he preferred to be called Pat, were ready to do our first robbery. But before we did, I did another reconnoitre of our target to see if they still kept to the same format as before and was pleased that they did. Pat now went up north and had a car ready by the next afternoon with the spare set of plates in the car. I told them of the layout of the shop and what our roles were. Morris, dressed and made up as a women would enter with me at exactly fifteen minutes to one o'clock. The reason I had Morris with me was so that he didn't have to speak. Mavis would wait until the young girl left the shop to go to the café when it was then time for her to enter the shop. This would then bring the older man out from the back to attend to her. We would study what was on display, also having an item or two brought out from the back for me to look at until the young girl returned with their lunch. She would be let in and by having all three out in the shop, that was when we would pull out our guns. Now this was the first time that I had mentioned this about us having guns, but I explained that they were fake that I had bought earlier though they didn't know that the one that I would carry was a real one I had purloined whilst in the army. I had to have a real one in case I needed to fire off a shot into the ceiling to get their co-operation in doing as they were told. The three of us would be wearing top coats that had a flattened bag hung inside to carry off the loot. We also had hammers to break the glass counters instead of fumbling for catches but we got even more than just the display cases. The time came and all was ready. Pat had dropped us off and stayed within eyesight of the shop front to wait for the first of us to emerge before picking us up. If he heard the alarm go off, he was to come immediately as we would then be in a hurry to get away. I gave the arm of Morris a squeeze and said he looked lovely as we walked towards the shop on time and he said that my scar made me look rather dashing. To enter the shop, there was a button to press for the person behind the counter to press the release mechanism of the front door to let us in, which duly happened, and we looked in a the things on display under the glass counter. On time as Morris and I looked at a few things, the girl came out from the back with a tray and went out of the shop. A minute passed before the buzzer sounded with Mavis outside. She too had altered her features with make-up and as the assistant pressed the release button called out to the older man that there was another customer. Mavis asked to see a necklace that was on display in the front window and as he was getting this out, the girl returned with her full tray. Our young man pressed the button which allowed her in and when the door closed behind her was when we pulled out our guns. I was quickly round the counter I was at, pushing the gun into the young man's midriff, pushing him away from the counter. Morris did the same on the other side, getting the older man away from the counter and pushed him towards the back room as I was doing to the other man. Mavis grabbed hold of the girl who had dropped the tray and dragged her to where we gathered in the back room. Here I hit the older man in the midriff with my fist, doubling him up so it was easy to push him to the floor and get some thin twine from my coat to tie his hands behind him. The other two seeing this, almost fell onto their knees of their own accord as they too had their hands tied behind their backs. Morris and Mavis then taking their bags out from their coats, went back out into the shop and began smashing the counters and quickly filling their bags. I, in the meantime, were fitting gags on the three tied up staff on the floor before going to the open safe and scooping all the contents out into my bag, including cash which I found in a drawer. With the safe empty and my bag full, I went back out into the shop to find that the display cases were virtually empty and they too had full bags. Mavis went out of the shop first for Pat to see her as he came to a stop outside of the door, Morris and I came out and into the back seat of the car before he took off at a reasonably slow pace to start with so as not to draw attention to us suddenly speeding away. Both Morris and Mavis had been wearing gloves and so didn't leave any prints and I hadn't touched anything where I could have left mine. The first thing I did was to put my gun into the bag beneath my feet and as we drove out of town, Mavis, using wipes, cleaned off the scar from my face. What a happy quartet we were as we drove out of town and onto a side road where we eventually pulled in to a lay-by and by us all getting out and inspecting the rear of the car as though there was a problem when in fact we were concealing Pat while he changed the number plate. We then did the same at the front and it only took a few minutes before we were off again and onto the motorway for London. We couldn't stop praising each other at a successful heist and it wasn't long before Pat dropped us off at the flat for him to then drive the car off down to the coast to abandon it before coming back by train with the promise to call in the following day. Mavis couldn't wait to drag me into her bedroom after we had dropped the full bags on the floor of the sitting room. I gave Morris a helpless look as I was pulled off to the bedroom where she almost tore my clothes off in her haste to have me fuck her, such was her euphoria and post excitement at such a successful raid. Her clothes were off in record time and I was quickly pulled onto the bed and on top of her and soon had my own throbbing cock needing the same release that she wanted. It didn't take much humping to have her screaming out at her orgasm as her fingers almost clawed my back to ribbons with me coming inside her at the same time. Even when I pulled out, it wasn't enough and she was soon upside down to me, sucking on my still hard erection, slobbering away and almost chewing me to bits while I had her fanny over my face to suck, nibble and tongue her till she had another orgasm and by this time she was chewing on a semi flaccid prick. With her having had two orgasms in that short time on the bed, I managed to extricate myself from underneath her and staggered out into the sitting room bollock naked for I badly needed a drink. I didn't care now at Morris seeing me naked and he looked down at my crotch to see that limp prick there and gave me a sick smile. `Will you see to me next?' he asked as he sat there sorting out the different types of jewellery we had stolen. He had taken his wig off but still looked like a woman sitting there. `Give me a minute or two or maybe an hour, for she really drained me,' I said, flopping down with a full glass which I almost downed in one go. `Two for one and an hour for the other,' he said with a smile as he licked his lips and then I twigged as to why a few days ago he had licked his lips when he agreed to join me. He wanted me to suck on him! I gave out a groan and knew that I should now pay the piper and so I got up as I finished off my drink and went off towards his bedroom with him close behind me. He had not only worn this dress which he took off as soon as we had entered, but had gone the whole hog and was wearing a bra, no doubt padded, a suspender belt and stockings and it looked a little incongruous to see his erect cock sticking out with him wearing this female attire. I guessed that we wouldn't be disturbed by Mavis for at least an hour with her being really fucked out of her mind in having two orgasms in such a short space of time, but my cock needed that time to become erect again to be of any use to Morris, but it was his licking of his lips that told me he wanted me to suck on him. So with both of us naked on the bed, I did, for the first time, take another man's erect cock into my mouth to suck. I'm sure he forgave me for my lack of expertise in doing this, but I actually got a thrill at doing this to a man for the first time. Feeling the heat from it and the way that it throbbed in my mouth as I tried to suck and tongue him the way that he had previously done to me. Such was my inexperience in this, he pulled himself out of my mouth and turned round on the bed and took the whole length of my flaccid penis into his mouth and began to gently chew on it. With his cock waving about before my eyes had no option but to take it in once again and then began to copy what he was doing to me. I got a perverse thrill at being able to push his foreskin down as he did to me, with my lips and therefore able to run my tongue over the bared flesh. What a shock I got when he suddenly jerked and I had him come in my mouth with the first burst of his semen. I nearly choked as it hit the back of my throat and then to have more adding to the load that was trying to slide down my throat. I nearly bit the end of his cock off at this sudden flood of sperm that seemed to fill my mouth and not wanting to upset him by pulling off and letting the rest spray wherever, I went and swallowed what I had in there. `What a lovely, lovely man you are,' he said, releasing my cock to feel the cool air to be able to speak before going back down on my now semi erect piece. Such was his expertise in this area, it only took another couple of minutes before he had me up into an erect and fucking mode. `There,' he said with some satisfaction in his voice, `up from the dead and now capable of seeing to me as it saw to Mavis.' He turned round on the bed and presented me with his bum cheeks. `Come on! Give me the same as you gave to her and make me a happy bunny.' I dragged myself up onto my knees and shuffled behind him and as I parted the cheeks of his bum to look at the target, I looked down and my now erect cock and exclaimed. `I haven't got a condom on!' `Fuck the fucking condom,' he almost shouted from between gritted teeth. `Just fuck me as we are and let me really feel you, especially when you come inside me.' It was a rather painful entry for me with my foreskin being pushed back as I pushed forward, opening him up without any lubrication and must have been a bit painful for him too, for he gave out a gasp as I widened his back passage as my compressed head now forced its way inside until it was there and the rest of the shaft slid in smoothly until I had my thighs up against the cheeks of his bum, revelling in the inside heat and the solidness that surrounded my engorged cock. Fucking a man up the arse without a condom I thought was a no-no, but it was too late now for I was up there and therefore carried on and gave him as good a fuck as I could. Because it hadn't been long since I'd fucked his sister, I took nearly twice as long before I came and shot my fresh load of semen up into his backside. You're now deep in the shit, I muttered as though able to speak to the sperm that thought they had a chance of fertilizing an egg, but you are too, I added to myself, by not wearing a condom, but I must say, I got a much better feel in this fucking mode than when I was wearing a condom. With me now utterly spent and feeling exhausted, couldn't but help to fall onto his back causing him to collapse under me. We lay prone like this for several minutes, feeling his inside muscle flexing itself around the shaft of my cock, making me give it a twitch inside. `Stay there and keep moving for I think I can come again,' he gasped, so I moved my arms up under his armpits so that I could grasp his shoulders and used them to pull myself up as I resumed my shafting of him. It was not as much movement of my cock inside him as I rode him in this fashion but it was my movement causing our bodies to rock which rubbed his erection on the bed cover. He gave out a gurgle and panted, `Harder, harder. I'm nearly there,' and so increased my movement on top of him till he gave out a muted cry and felt his whole body from going rigid into a softness which told me that he had indeed come over the bed cover. God was I knackered or not? I couldn't even lift my arms let alone my body as I lay there on top, my cock still twitching away inside him of its own volition. It was only when it sank in that I was stuck up his arse without a condom on that gave me the strength to extricate my arms and lever myself up and therefore pull out of him. He gave out that muted cry as I did so and it was all I could do to totter to the bathroom and leaned against the basin and flop my cock over the rim and turn on the tap to wash myself. It must have been a good five minutes of really cleaning the head before I wiped myself clean and reeled back into the bedroom. I didn't dare fall onto the bed for I wouldn't have been able to get up again and so fumbled with my clothes and slowly got dressed. Looking at Morris lying there in an almost comatose state wearing his female underwear, he really looked like a woman lying there in spite of not wearing the wig and I couldn't help but stroke the cheeks of his bum before speaking. `You'd better get up too for we don't want Mavis to see you like this,' `I don't care,' he murmured, turning his face towards me. `I'm in love with the man that just fucked me.' Oh shit, I inwardly groaned. First the sister telling me she's in love with me and now her brother saying the same thing. What kind of web have I woven was the thought I had, having both brother and sister saying they were in love with me. But he stirred and started to move in the getting up as I left the bedroom to go and get myself another drink for I was rather thirsty and wondered if it was because of his sperm that I'd had in my mouth. Well it wasn't the taste for there was hardly any, but whatever, I was still thirsty and had drunk two glasses before he came out, now dressed as a male. As I was alone in the sitting room, he came over and pulled my head round and gave me a deep kiss on the lips. `Thanks,' he said, `for the thrill of the robbery and the love that you have just given me.' I had no answer to give him for it certainly wasn't love. I had just been supplying what he and I both wanted, though I discounted my going down and sucking on his erect cock as it wasn't what I had really wanted. But it was done now and there was no turning back knowing that he would now expect me to do this on a regular basis.