Young female rogue gets a job that involves distracting a couple of guards, and decides to have some fun at the same time.
Tags: Female POV, Double penetration, FMM Threesome
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I woke up in an attic I had used for the past few days. I had managed to avoid detection for now. That was the good news. The bad news was that ever since the guards locked away the only fence in the town, I have not really had much luck with… well, anything. I stretched out, not wanting to get up yet, and feeling a bit sore for sleeping on the hard floor, curled up in a corner to avoid detection during the night. My stomach growled, and I groaned. When did I eat last? Yesterday morning? Not having a fence to sell my stolen goods was bad – having a city who was overly conscious about pickpockets was worse. It made life as a thief difficult. I just did not really have any other options for the time being. 

I wandered through the relatively crowded street, looking for someone with a purse, or coin sack, or anything really, but to no avail. People just did not do that anymore. Being a thief was a bad occupation these days. I had considered getting an actual job, and I had tried to get an apprenticeship a few times, but most either demanded a large sum of money to take me in, or just said I was too old. I am 19, and considering their usual apprentices are closer to 12, I can see what their problem is. I glanced up as I passed by “The Free Harem”, the town whorehouse. It was a somewhat impressive building, actually, easily one of the most fine and respectable establishments in town. I had considered it, honestly, but when I looked at the people there… They looked like nobles or something. The entire thing just screamed “High Class”, and I was just a street rat. I had neither manners nor a proper posture. Besides, the usual clientele was not exactly the kind of people I would want to sleep with. I preferred the stronger, more athletic kind of people, like the guards. The poor guys were actually forbidden from indulging in whores. 

I sighed at the thought. Oh yeah, I had not really gotten lucky lately. Probably because I had spent my time trying to earn some coins. Considering my appearance, I guess I could see why. My clothes were not clean by any standard, and had visible wear and tear. I was also petite of build, lacking the assets that most men desired – but I guess that comes with not getting more than a single small meal a day. If anything, I was just happy that I was healthy at least, and the smaller size did make break-ins easier.

My stomach growled again. I had to get some coins today. I went down some of the alleyways, looking for some of the remaining thieves, hoping they might have a job that requires more than one person, or just a friendly tip. I found two. Grey and Claw, the saddest human beings I had seen in my life, were standing by a barrel, talking. They spotted me instantly, and curled up a piece of paper that was lying on the barrels top.
“Who goes there?”
I waved my hand a bit in a small smile, trying to ignore the stench they emitted. They did not have an excuse for that, I managed to keep myself clean, and they smelled as if they had not even been out in the rain for the past 5 years. Their looks were worse, but I will spare you those details.
“Just a rat.”
I replied, as they noticed who I was. I was not exactly well known, but with the amount of thieves left in this town, you had to know who was on your side. The common phrase used by the thieves of this towns; “Just a rat” had mostly fallen into disuse, but old habits die hard. Had I uttered it in front of some guards, they would arrest me on the spot.

Claw smiled and punched Grey. He made a weird gesture with his eyes, and Grey seemed to consider it. 
“We have a job. A good one.” 
He made an odd face, one eye twitching forth and back in his head, while the other was staring blankly at me. 
“Once we get started, however, guards will be on us in minutes. We need someone to provide a distraction.”
Grey looked at me, expectantly. I was not a brave person, quite the opposite. It did sound easy when he put it like that, though. I also needed some coins, so I did not have the luxury of being picky. 
“We need you to go to the Green Gardens, and rob a house. Make sure the guards notice you. You need to keep them occupied for as long as possible. Simple stuff.”
I grimaced, considering the idea for a few seconds. Well, I had outrun them before – being small and relatively lithe made it easier for me to traverse the terrain, especially in the Green gardens, compared to the heavily armored guards. But they’d knew that as well, and if I did everything I could to get away, they’d likely just cut the chase, knowing they wouldn’t catch me anyway – or worse, shoot me down with crossbows. I thought for a few seconds, and then just shrugged. I did not feel like I had much of a choice, and honestly, I could probably think of a way to distract them that did not involve getting shot down. 
“Sure, when do I start?”

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I made my way over to the green gardens, and started looking for a specific one. I knew only two people who lived in this area – one of the town merchants, Mr. McGregor had a store at the town center, but lived in this house with his wife. During the day, they were both usually at the store, which I had confirmed they were, before coming here. It should be empty, unless they have guards stationed at home. From the outside, it certainly did not seem that way. I casually took a walk around the house, staying on the street, looking as innocent as I could, until I felt reasonably sure that the house was empty.
 
I slipped into one of the gardens, the heavy foliage granting me perfect cover. The large garden was well kept and beautiful, with flowers in every color of the rainbow. It was just perfectly set up to compliment their house. The house itself was modest in size, compared to some of the other houses in this neighborhood. An elevated ground floor and a basement, judging from the windows. The size of the house not allowing for much more than maybe two sizeable bedrooms, and a decent kitchen and dining room, as well as a spacy living room on the ground floor. Some of the houses around here was easily twice this in size, while also having additional floors. It did have some homely charm to it, probably because it is exclusively a private residence, and not for anything else.

I quickly found a window that looked suitable. It was easy to unlock it from the outside, and it led down to the cellar. I made sure the window was wide open and visible from the outside, before moving upwards. I did not bother keeping quiet, as I wanted someone to notice my presence. I made a quick pass through the house, gathering a few valuables in a bag, and throwing them out a window in a bush, and then repeated the process, picking a new window and bush each time. I was not sure if I could use any of it, but it would waste some of their time searching for the stolen goods. If nothing else, the house now looked like a small band of thieves had been through, which was perfect. 

I was partly distracted when I found their closet, located behind their bedroom. It was massive. Several rows of clothing lined up the room, and I felt a strong need to get myself a change of clothes. I needed it for sure, and these people easily had more clothes than the nearby tailor did, so I had to be able to find something I could use, even if Mrs. McGregor was not even close to my size. I did find a nice dress that seemed to fit somewhat, probably a relic of the past, from before she got married. It was very difficult to imagine that woman in this small dress. I even found underwear to match, though the bra was probably overkill. It was too luxurious for someone like me to have, not to mention that with my assets, I had no real use of it. 

It felt like it took ages before the guards arrived. I heard them open the door, and come rushing inside. I quickly closed the door to the closet, and put my ear up the door to listen for the guards. I heard some shouting, and someone running through the house. They did not search properly. They barely searched half the house by my estimate, and did not even come near the closet. I finally heard someone set foot in the entrance of the bedroom, before a voice behind the man called out a command.
“We don’t have time for this, the thieves are probably long gone.”
They probably had to go to wherever Grey and Claw were. I had to keep them here. I considered going out there, but it was a risky choice. If I just showed myself, they might figure out what my intentions were. I needed to make them think they were on the top of things around here. My mind raced, when an idea popped into my head. Or rather, 2 ideas. I spun around, and started undressing. I threw my clothes haphazardly around me, stripping myself down to my newly acquired underwear, and “tripped” into a rack of clothes, breaking the wooden pole keeping the clothes hanging. The noise made was certain to lure them here, and the hope was that I was “good enough” at keeping them here. I made a vague attempt of hiding beneath the clothes, making sure I was visible to anyone with a keen eye – something the guards should have.

“What the hell was that?!”
The door opened quickly. There was silence for a few seconds, and then heavy steps made their way into the room. I heard another person approach the door, before stopping at the entrance.  I felt the first guard stop near me, no more than a two feet next to me. Suddenly, the clothes on top of me was thrown off me. I feigned surprise, letting out a yelp of surprise, grabbing frantically for something to cover myself with, being dressed only in a pair of panties.

I had seen these two guards before. They certainly did not take in just anyone. They were built like horses, large, burly, and twice as strong as your average man. A bit intimidating, sure. I was just 150cm tall, and barely had a weight of 40 kg. That had some benefits, though. There was no way I was threatening, and since I visibly was not armed, there was no way they would attack me. I could almost feel my heart beat against my chest with anticipation. 
“Seems we found our thief.”
The first one laughed loudly, the usual confident laugh these guards possessed. They always acted so superior to everyone else. I certainly would not mind if they were, though.

I knew there were no way out of here, and now that they knew I was here, I had no way of escaping. So far, it seemed like my plan had worked. Now I just sincerely hoped they would refrain from hurting me. 
“Wait… wait, please, don’t hurt me!”
I feigned fear, which was extremely easy with these two towering monsters of men stood above me. I was too excited to be afraid, though.  The two guards exchanged looks, the one above me crossing his arms. 
“You know what happens to thieves. You’ll rot in a cell, scum.”
The one in the door did not sound too keen on letting me off the hook. 
“Please, I just needed a bit of coin and some new clothes! I’ll do anything!”
I made sure I sounded as desperate as possible, hoping that at least one of them caught on to my bait. 
“Anything…?”
Success! The guard in the doorway was open to ideas, it seemed, which was perfect. I focused on him for now. Sitting here in nothing but underwear, while two heavily armed guards had me surrounded, was somewhat weird, but as long as it got me what I wanted, I had no complaints. 
“Yes, please! Just don’t take me to prison!”

The guards exchanged looks again, raising eyebrows. They were visibly considering the proposal. I could feel my heart beat against my chest, as I looked at the guard in the doorway, as he took a step in, and closed it behind him. I felt a wave of heat rush through me, excitement pouring through my body. I heard something heavy and metal hit the floor behind me. I slowly turned my head to look at him, biting my lips as I saw his belt and armored leggings lie on the ground.
“No take-backs now, girl.”
He pulled down in his pants, revealing his flaccid member. I managed to suppress my excitement and happiness about this action, and instead gulped, looking up at him with a confused look. I was good at acting, fortunately. 

The other guard remained at the door, fiddling with it, probably locking it. Meanwhile, the guard next to me grabbed me by my hair, and pulled me closer. I groaned as he pressed my face against his cock. It had been so long ago, the smell almost made me dizzy. 
“Suck it.”
His commanding words made me bite my lips, to stop me from immediately obeying. I wanted to, but I had to show restraint. He forced me to turn directly towards him, grabbed his flaccid member with his other hand, and placed it against my lips.
“Open up.”
I slowly opened my mouth, letting him insert his cock entirely. He slowly moved my head back and forth, his member slowly increasing in size. The feeling of his cock inside my mouth made me shudder. I grind my thighs together, heat pooling between my legs. Every moment was agony, my body craving more than just this. My mind wandered to the things I hoped they would do to me, as I looked up at him, giving him the cutest and most innocent eyes I could muster. He looked into my eyes, and groaned, pulling his now erect cock out of my mouth, and stroked himself. I was slightly confused, wondering why he stopped, when another hand grabbed me by my hair, pulling me backwards. 

The other guard had stripped down as well, removing his pants entirely. He was at least twice as big as his friend, and I wasn’t even sure he was fully erect yet. I gasped slightly at the sight, but it only served to add to my excitement. He pulled me towards him, and this time, I no longer hesitated. I opened my mouth, but quickly realized this piece of meat would not fit in my mouth. I groaned slightly, as pain shot through my jaw, before pulling back slightly. I eyed him again, wondering if he could even fit inside me. I would try, that was for sure. Bigger was better. Nothing was better than a thick piece of meat, stretching me to the limit. Hence why this particular situation excited me so much. It was the first time I had two guys at once. My imagination was running wild, and I could not wait to see – or feel – what these two had in store for me. 

I let my mouth slide along his length, letting my tongue caress him. He moaned, as he caressed my hair, making me grab his hard cock, and slowly start stroking him. I wanted it soaked in spit, to be properly prepared for when he got tired of his half-blowjob, and wanted something more. His cock was thick, and almost pulsated in my hand. 

I felt a hand on my back, ignoring it even as it made its way down my back. His rough hand continued until it hit my panties. His hand slipped underneath the thin piece of cloth, caressing my butt directly on my soft skin. I moved a bit, as he pulled me up, making me sit on all fours. His hand continued down, cupping my wet crotch, making me moan against the hard member I was lubing up. 
“These don’t belong to you, little thief. Better give them back.”
He yanked the panties off me, and forcibly removed them, leaving me naked between the two men. The one in front of me grabbed my head, and forced me to return my attention to his pulsating member. I placed my lips on it, feeling the pulsing veins against my lips. My hand continued to caress his member, intent on making it pleasurable for him, hoping they would return the favor. 

I gasped as a pair of fingers slid down between my nether lips, sending a wave of pleasure through me. I sucked harder; I was sure I would end up leaving a mark at this rate, before the two fingers slid inside me. I moaned as the fingers eased into my depths, my body shaking with pleasure. Oh god yes. I tried to keep up my ministration of the huge cock in front of me, but it was getting increasingly difficult, as the two fingers inside of me started to jam in and out of me at an increasing pace. I felt a building heat inside me, threatening to explode, before he suddenly stopped. I groaned, earning a laugh from the guard I was sucking off.
“Oh don’t worry, you’ll get something better soon.”

He was right. I felt something thicker at my entrance, before the guard behind me placed both of his hands on my hips, before plunging deep inside me. I moaned loudly, the warmth of his hot dick sending intense pleasure through me. His fingers dug into my butt cheeks, his member sheathed to the hilt inside me. I felt my legs shake, as this strong, large man slammed himself inside of me, over and over, harder and harder. I could no longer give any attention to the man in front of me, but he no longer seemed to mind. I vaguely noticed him stroking himself, watching his friend pounding me. I did not mind, I just hoped he would not blow his load before letting me experience it first-hand. The pounding stopped suddenly, as he pulled out too far, and missed his re-entry. I moaned, trying to regain a steady breathing.

His hands moved up my sides, and grabbed me, pulling me up towards him. One of his hands slid down between my legs, his fingers running through sticky liquids. He moved his hands, coming up behind me now, his fingers sliding down between my cheeks, before letting his wet and sticky fingers pierce my ass. I moaned, as he pulled me up against him, as I saw the far better endowed guard come towards me. Still stroking his cock, he kneeled before me, grabbing my jaw with his hands, whispering in my ear.
“The best part starts now.”
I felt my body shudder, as the fingers in my ass almost ceased to exist. His huge member pushed at my entrance, his cockhead stretching my entrance already. I could feel something akin to an electrical surge through my body, as the enormous penis slowly stretched my insides, as it moved deeper and deeper inside of me. As it went, it grind against my walls, and this one spot in particular, which made my head fall backwards, eyes showing white, as the intense pleasure left me breathless. It finally hit the deepest part of me, and at the same moment, his cock sheathed entirely inside me, fitting me perfectly. I felt myself drool, my body overcome by the pleasure of being filled this completely. 

Of course, I was wrong, as quickly proved by his fellow guardsman. He removed his fingers from my ass, and then replaced them with his dick, my now well-lubed hole, and his equally lubed up member, slid in easily. I let out a breathless scream, as both men grinded against me. Their two naked bodies, grinding against mine, filling both of my holes at once. If there was a heaven, this was it. I could die happy now. I grabbed on to the man in front of me, as both started slamming into me in perfect sync, momentarily leaving me empty, before quickly filling me up again. I came, my voice betraying me entirely, as I screamed out the strongest orgasm of my life, my walls clenching around the two members constantly plunging in and out of me. 

They did not stop because of that. They relentlessly pounded inside me, their moans of pleasure, their hot, sticky sweat mixing with mine, as my body was being crushed between these two mountains. It was too much. My body was being overstimulated, in ways it never had before. These two men, whose endurance kept them going for far longer than I could ever hope for, were caressing every pore in my body, making me forget where I was, and why I was even there. My body felt like it was shutting down, my vision blurring as pleasure took over. I climaxed, my entire body convulsing, as I felt both men pound harder, more vigorously, as my entire body tried to milk every single drop of semen out of them, before both pulled out. I barely noticed it, as I felt my body hit the floor, the pleasure numbing any pain from the fall entirely, as I blacked out. 

My vision slowly returned as I saw one of them open the door, fully dressed and armored, as he peeked outside, before looking back towards me. I was breathing hard, trying to calm down. I heard a voice next to me, but I was too exhausted to react to him.
“Take a single outfit and get out of here before the owners gets back, otherwise, we’ll have to arrest you anyway.”
He laughed, seemingly thinking they got the most out of this encounter. I saw both disappear out of the door. I struggled to my knees, and sat up against the wall, my entire body still shaking from the experience. Only now did I notice where they had blown their loads. I was sticky on my face, and on my breasts. I smiled. I would consider getting caught another time for sure. 

I finally got enough strength to get back on my feet. I remembered a tin bucket in the bedroom. I took a random piece of clothing, dipped it slightly, quickly washed myself down, before grabbing the underwear and dress I had found earlier, and put it on. I slipped out of a window, and quickly made my way into the main streets, blending into the crowds. A smile was stuck on my lips, and any trace of pain in my back seemed to have disappeared. I felt calm and contend, as I turned down the same alley as I found Grey and Scar in earlier. They were standing there, with a bottle each, having a drink, casually acting as if nothing had happened. I smiled a bit brighter. They smiled back when they saw me. 

“Good job kid. We saw one guard, and we dealt with him easily. Don’t know how you tied up the other guards this efficiently, but whatever you did, it worked.”
I just kept smiling, and shrugged.
“Well, I did the job.”
“That you did.”
He grunted, but he was clearly happy. They pulled off their heist without a hitch, so they had no reason to be displeased with this outcome. He pulled out a prepared pouch of coins, and threw it at me. I caught it, already shaking my head slightly. It felt too light. They snickered, and waved at me. 
“Have a nice day kid. Come see us if you need you a job another time.”
I opened the pouch, and found a few coppers, and two silvers. Hey, this was good, it could keep me fed for quite a while. Properly fed, as in, multiple meals a day. I had probably missed out on a far bigger pile of coins, likely gold, but I didn’t mind. I had gotten some credit with these two, which meant a lot. My run-in with the guards had probably been the best reward for doing this job, so even a smaller payment had been enough for me today. 

I turned, and returned to the street, and looked around. New clothes too. It had been a good day to be a thief.