Bank Robbery Stories

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Does the Punishment Fit the Crime?

by Abstracter on Nov 11, 2019
BDSM

This robbery is going great, you think to yourself. The bank guard, an old man, never noticed the interaction with the teller. The teller fills the bags fast after you hand her the note. You quickly turn from the counter and make for the door. This is where bad luck sets in. You bump into a large man walking in the door, slowing your exit. The teller yells,...

Ruined - A Marriage In Ruin

by charleybear on Sep 26, 2017
Loving Wives

Now I am not one who usually spends time at porn sites but one July night a few months ago I not only looked at the content but signed up for their premium membership. I figured it was $100 well spent. I was watching a live feed of a very hot woman as she was being banged from behind by a very good looking well built guy. I have seen better porn but somethin...

Sketch Artist

by komrad1156 on May 7, 2019
Mature

"Are you okay, ma'am?" the police detective asked her. "Oh, yes. I'm...I'm fine. It's just that I...I still can't believe this happened." "From what the bank manager said he didn't get any money, and no one was hurt. I'll just need to take your statement then I'm pretty sure you'll be able to get back to work." "I...I think I might just go home," she said...

Bonnie & Clyde

by ImagineThis315 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The excitement builds as we near the bank entrance. Even though we've done this before, the rush of adrenalin always kicks in. The grey, ominous clouds and light drizzle of rain falling on us gives us perfect cover for wearing our trench coats, which hide our surprise for the unsuspecting people inside that bank. You reach over and give my hand a quick squee...

Steampunk Harlots Ch. 43

by RedFireBrand on Mar 11, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Easy let her wings flutter in the breeze as she looked over the railing at the city their ship was flying over. Mari held her by the hips to keep her from falling over again and shivered at the chill wind her so-called clothing failed to mitigate. "I think I figured out why it's called the 'Eighth City'," Leira commented as she came out to lean on the raili...

The Peregrination Ch. 06

by Brass_ankle on May 21, 2019
Interracial Love

1976 Martin's Beach, Miskatonic County, MA BOOM! "Fuck!" Stevie cried out. Whizzzzzzzzz BANG! "Ugh, my head hurts!" Scotty said moaning. BOOM! "Are we in Hanoi?" Stevie asked putting a hand to his head. Scotty sat up as Susanne's office lit up with bright green light! He found himself naked, with his green coloured clothes strewn about the room, bes...

Sinful Degrees of Separation Pt. 05

by shoguy on Sep 26, 2017
Mature

In this story best friend stacked, Jewish MILF attorney fucks 2 black studs and 18 year old German stud. Powerful MILF Attorney At 60 she was a mother of twin college aged girls who were in their first year of college. Not only sexy but she was one of the most powerful and feared attorneys in Los Angeles. She represented very wealthy clients in the commerc...

Black Men/White Women: Generations

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

My name is Marguerite Bonheur Sinclair, and I'm here with a story to tell. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, on January 2, 1961. My family has been in Canada ever since the region of Quebec was called New France. I'm as French-Canadian as the fleur-de-lys itself, which kind of bothers my friends when they find out about my preference in...

Redemption

by Santee110x on Apr 17, 2019
Loving Wives

I graduated from high school in Greenville, Mississippi when Vietnam was in full swing. I was no college boy, we weren't rich, and we didn't know any politicians so I was going to be drafted. Rather than be a draftee Army grunt slogging through the Mekong Delta, I enlisted for four years in the Air Force. They trained me to be a metal machinist repairing ai...

Lawless Liberty Ch. 03

by CaffeineFetish on Mar 23, 2020
Novels and Novellas

June 6, 1883 -Liberty- The sun is starting to rise. I lean against the door frame of the hunting shack, and light a cigarette I pulled from the pocket of the Frenchmen. It's my turn to keep watch while Justin and Jesus are resting. Justin certainly needs it the most, so after we patched him up, he damn near passed out. Jesus didn't sleep at all, so even wh...