Chapter 6
Jo Willie and Bob had staked out the auction warehouse. Jo willies instincts were telling her that the answer to the O'Rourke theft case was hidden there.
She and Bob had hidden in the warehouse since midnight. They had drunk all the coffee Jo Willie had brought along in a thermos, the premise being the coffee would keep them awake. However, as the hours ticked by, even the coffee was no longer stimulant enough.
They lay stretched out on an antique brass bed, fighting sleep.
Suddenly Bob said, "Jo Willie, you excite the hell out of me!" Gathering her into his arms, he kissed her deeply, his hands cupped under her firm, shapely ass.
Jo Willie eagerly returned his kiss, thrusting her tongue down his throat while rubbing her pussy mound up against his hardening cock. Then she began removing Bob's clothes eagerly. Bob reciprocated by quickly stripping Jo Willie of her blue silk blouse and jeans and tossing them aside. Maneuvering her on the bed, till her cunt was down on the edge, he knelt between her open legs. She wore no panties, as she hardly ever did nowadays. It was as if she was in constant anticipation....
Bob stared excitedly into her lush cunt, fascinated by the sight and smell of her sex. The lips were puffy and full, and they were open just enough for him to see pink.
Sticking out his tongue, he drew the pointed tip along the slit from bottom to top, barely penetrating the tender folds of flesh. Jo Willie sighed and inched her hips forward. Her pussy ached with the need to cum and, at the same time, she wanted Bob to continue what he was doing.
Bob kept returning to the bottom of her gash, then licking upward in ever deepening strokes, making his tongue broader with each swipe. Soon his tongue was like a broad paint brush, fully covering her red-bushed box as it went from the bottom to the top of her slit.
Jo Willie loved the feeling of his tongue and the slurping sounds he was making. She was tempted to capture his bobbing head between her hands and hold his busy mouth and tongue on her clit. But she restrained herself, letting him have his way with her. Her clit was aching for more attention than it was getting, but this way it would take her longer to cum. And she liked what Bob was doing to her pussy.
At least Jo Willie thought it would take longer to cum with Bob licking her entire pussy. But she couldn't have been more wrong. As Bob's tongue reached her clit, he would plunge it deep into her sopping cunt and fuck her with it. He licked the length of her pussy slowly and sensuously, and then vibrated his tongue tip on her distended joy button.
The second time his tongue plunged into her cunt hole her wet walls clamped down on it and she felt her orgasm start. By the time he got back to her clit, her whole body was shaking and her breathing was shallow and rapid.
Panting with pleasure, she fell backward on the bed, cupped her tits in her hands, and ran her thumbs over her nipples, hissed her pleasure, and groaned.
"Oh, Bob! It's so good! I'm cumming! Don't stop!" .
Bob grabbed her bucking hips to keep her from getting away from him. Keeping the same tongue action and rhythm that had brought her this far, he rode through her first orgasm. His stiff cock was waving in the cool air of the warehouse and he wanted to do something with it, but he was content to wait. His turn would come, and if he had her hot enough, she would throw him some fuck!
Just as Jo Willie started coming down, Bob pushed her legs up, exposing her mouth to his mouth even more. His tongue delved between her thighs and tickled the skin and lips of her love opening. Her response was immediate.
Clamping her muscles tightly, she tried to pull away. But Bob held her in place, determined not to let her go. Leaving her cunt for the moment, his tongue snaked along her wet thighs, teasing her. When he felt her body relax, his tongue went back to her cunt. Back and forth his tongue went, from one spot to the other, until she allowed it to slide in.
Jo Willie bucked and writhed, moaning, "My God! What are you doing to me? You're driving me wild!" She fondled her tits, pinching and pulling her swollen nipples as his thrusting tongue laved her entire, throbbing pussy.
Bob knew from her breathing and her hip action that she was again reaching for an orgasm. Dropping her legs, he moved his mouth up to the top of her pussy and glued his lips over her clit.
The beautiful, red-haired woman moaned and screamed, climbing toward her cum. This one was going to be better than the first. His tongue on her hard clit was imitating her forger when she masturbated, only it was moving softer and faster. It was taking her to heaven! She soared up and up, reaching for heights never before attained. She tried to voice her pleasure, but all that came out was an incoherent babble.
Her orgasm hit and Jo Willie's body stiffened, her firm, white thighs clamped tightly around Bob's head. Twisting and bucking, the luscious redhead rode her orgasm, screaming and wailing.
"Aaargh! Mmhmn! Ooohh!"
Her lover hung onto her hips, trying desperately to keep his tongue on her clit. When her frantic movements jerked her cunt away from his mouth, he pulled her hips back down. He burrowed through the lush growth of red cunt hair, and again found her clit. He could have sworn that it had doubled in size when she started cumming.
The instant her legs relaxed a bit, Bob pressed her to him. Positioning her ass on the edge of the brass bed again, he raised her legs, tipped her cunt up for easier access, and drove his rampant rod into her.
"Fuck me, lover!" she moaned. "Ram that beautiful cock into me!"
That's exactly what Bob intended to do. Standing flat-footed on the floor, Jo Willie's calves under his arms for leverage, he pistoned his hips back and forth, driving his cock in and out of Jo Willie's grasping cunt.
The wet walls gripped his dick as the muscles worked involuntarily in response to the thrusting fuck pole. The excitement of making Jo Willie cum so hard earlier and the tension of waiting for his own pleasure began to tell on Bob almost as soon as his cock was buried in her. And Jo Willie's erotic mutterings didn't help him any.
"Oh, God, I love it! I love it! Fuck me, lover! Love your cock! Love to fuck! Cumming, lover! Cumming--so hard!"
Bob tried to hold back his own cum until Jo Willie was fully satisfied. A few more strokes, however, was all it took. On a forward thrust, his cock quivered and the first glob of jism spurted forth. He slammed into Jo Willie and hung there, grunting, unable to move.
But Jo Willie didn't leave him hanging for long. Her legs were still locked under his arms, giving her the leverage she needed. Swinging and thrusting her ass vigorously, she worked on his rigid cock, taking it deep into her cunt, flexing her inner muscles to suck every drop of cum from him.
"I can feel your jizz pouring into me, filling my cunt. Shoot it in me, lover. Give me all of it. Feels so good! Give it to me!"
He did. Holding onto her legs, he watched her ass twist and bounce as she milked his cock dry. Resting on his arms, with his knees pressed against his bed, Bob let his cock soak in Jo Willie's pussy, savouring the warm wetness.
"You're something else, lady. I can't get over how delicious and tight your pussy is. God, I love to fuck you!"
"No more than I like for you to fuck me. And by the way, the way you ate my pussy! That was out of this world!"
"Glad you liked it."
"Liked it! I loved it!"
Bob crawled up on the brass bed, took Jo Willie in his arms and snuggled down with her. After a few minutes, she unwrapped herself and rolled off the bed.
"I'm going to the bathroom to freshen up. Keep your eyes open for anything happening. Be right back." She blew him a kiss and fled to the bathroom.
When she returned, Bob started to get off the bed and put his clothes back on. But Jo Willie put a hand on his chest and pushed him back.
"Not so fast, lover. You just stay put and let me have some fun now." She got on the bed by him and lifted his limp cock. "I want you with my pussy juice still on you."
Jo Willie slowly, and with great relish, took the head of Bob's cock in her mouth, and began sucking eagerly while her tongue twirled around the sensitive coronal ridge above his thick shaft. His guttural groan and the stiffening of his cock told her she was having the desired effect. When his cock grew hard enough, she eagerly seized the desire-hardened shaft and, squeezing it gently, worked her hand up and down its length.
Bob's hips lifted off the bed, trying to shove more of his dick down her throat. But she was not having any of that this time. She was in control and was determined to keep his cockhead in her mouth.
"You're a great cocksucker, baby ... one of the best I've ever known," Bob muttered.
Deciding that what was sauce for the gander was sauce for the goose, Jo Willie wrapped the fingers of her free hand in her pussy and searched between the cheeks of his ass. Quickly finding the puckered brown balls that were her target, she wrapped her fingers around his heavy sac and began a milking action on that cum-filled bag.
Bob's body arched up like a bolt of electricity had been pumped through him. His cock quivered and vibrated in her hand and mouth.
"Oh ... my ... God!" he groaned.
Now Jo Willie had him totally in her control. She established a rhythm between her mouth and tongue on the head of his cock, her hand on the shaft, and her fingers on his balls. When Bob's body began writhing and twisting frantically, she knew it wouldn't be long before he filled her mouth with his hot, funky juice.
As his body bucked and twisted, Jo Willie's flaming red hair tickled his lower belly. That nerve-tingling sensation, added to what she was doing with her hands, mouth and tongue was more than the poor man could stand.
He had no choice in the matter. Jo Willie was fully in control and she knew it. When she started humming, that did it! The automatic switch on his cum pump kicked in and his cock swelled up to the max. He started spraying the inside of her mouth with his searing white cream.
Jo Willie swallowed his cream and demanded more, Her finger working on his balls, made him give her more. Whether by accident or design, her fingertips touched nerves that he didn't know he had.
Bob couldn't hold back or stop what was happening to him. For the first time in his life, he almost passed out while cumming. And then his cock deflated almost immediately. He was utterly used up. But still Jo Willie didn't stop. She continued sucking and licking his prick until she had every drop of his cum. Finally, she raised up on her knees, removing her mouth from his cock and her fingers from his empty balls.
"My, that was a lot of cream!" she teased, holding his cock up between her forefinger and thumb. "I think the poor thing has had it for a while."
"What ... in ... the ... hell ... did ... you ... expect?" Bob managed to gasp. Getting his breath back, he continued, "I've never cum so hard in my life! Where did you ever learn to do that?"
Jo Willie giggled. "I have a very good imagination."
"You can say that again!" Bob exclaimed. "No one has ever used their fingers on me that way before. What else do you have tucked away in that sexy mind?"
"Oh, things."
"What sort of ... ssshhh, someone's coming! And we're lying here naked!"
"Here ... quick ... get under this Oriental rug with me!"
Jo Willie and Bob quickly covered themselves on the brass bed with a bulky, room-size Oriental rug. They watched intently as they heard a semi-trailer truck back up to one of the loading docks of the auction warehouse.
Suddenly a new sound made them hold their breath. The click-clack of a woman's high-heeled shoes walking toward them. She was approaching them steadily. Just when they thought they were about to be discovered, and literally uncovered, the click-clacking sound of the woman's shoes went right past them toward the loading dock.
In the dim light, Jo Willie could see a familiar figure. She was a little disappointed when she recognized who it was. She realized that somewhere in the back of her mind she had hoped her hunch might be wrong as far as this particular person was concerned.
But, once again, her intuition was right. Stephanie Cox was unlocking the door to the loading dock, raising it, and motioning for the moving van to back into the warehouse.
After the moving van had backed in, two men got out, opened the doors to the van and Stephanie looked about inside very carefully.
"Not a bad haul for one night's work. There's some nice things in there that will turn a pretty penny at the auction next week. Good work! C'mon back to my office now, and I'll give you your cut for this week's take."
Jo Willie was breathing hard and fast. She whispered hoarsely to Bob, "We're on the right track. I just knew it! We've got to come back here with some big flash-lights tomorrow night and look around carefully. This is a huge warehouse and the O'Rourkes' stuff just has to be here somewhere. We've got to find their things before the auction is held again next week."
"I think you're right, honey," agreed Bob, "but let's get out of here now before we get caught. I don't think those three people would take it very kindly if they found us here right now!"