Chapter 8
Jo Willie returned from Stephanie's office to find Bob comfortably restinggon the O'Rourke's king-size bed in the moving van, sipping warm beer. He had raided the O'Rourke's refrigerator, which had been taken by the thieves, just as it was, food and all.
"My, don't you look comfy," chuckled Jo Willie. "But how can you stand to drink that warm beer?"
"Listen, lovely lady, a man has to keep up his strength. And if the sexual activities I experienced earlier this evening are an indication of what's to come while we continue to wait for these crooks, I'm going to need all the nourishment I can get!"
"Well, now that you mention it, that beer is starting to look good to me, too. I'm getting thirsty, waiting around in this musty old place."
"C'mon over here on the bed and join me. I'll be ... oop! We've got company. Quick, under the bed. If those thieves spot us, we're dead ducks!"
Stephanie Cox appeared in the warehouse and met the two thieves by the moving van that contained the O'Rourkes' furniture ... and Jo Willie and Bob!
"Close it up, boys. I want you to take this into the city. Can't sell it here this time. Those two private eyes are getting too close to the operation. I've got to find a way to get them off my tail, or they'll blow this whole operation. But that's my worry, not yours. Just get this stuff to the city and I'll see you back here in a couple of days. Drive carefully! Can't afford to have you two picked up for reckless driving. The cops ask too many questions!"
The door to the semi-trailer slammed shut, locking Jo Willie and Bob inside. Then the truck started moving. Jo Willie and Bob crawled out from under the bed and found their flashlights. They looked at each other for a minute, a bit perplexed. They hadn't intended to go for a ride in the back of a semi-load full of furniture to some unknown destination.
"Well, it looks like we're in for a long ride, Jo Willie. Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, but I'd be a lot better if there was a little more air in here. Makes me feel a little claustrophobic shut up this way."
"Hmmmmm, maybe I can take care of that little problem." Bob directed his flashlight back and forth across the ceiling of the moving van. "Aha! Just as I suspected. There's a hatch in the roof. Now if I just had something to reach it with."
"We're in luck. I saw an old broom standing in the corner of the van, right by the door. I think that will reach the hatch if you stand on the bed. If not, we'll pile more stuff on the bed until you can reach it. Just hope it isn't locked!"
Bob retrieved the broom and crawled up on the bed. Jo Willie held him tightly around the legs to keep him from falling as the truck sped down the highway. They were in luck. Bob pushed on the hatch with the broom handle and it opened immediately. Fresh air rushed in.
Bob plopped back on the bed. "Well, honey, we're in luck. All the comforts of home and air to breathe, too. Nothing to do but wait now."
Jo Willie crawled up on the bed beside Bob and he put his arms around her.
Jo Willie beamed. "It makes me feel so good when a plan comes together. I'm not quite sure how, just yet, but we're going to get those crooks when they stop this truck and open the doors."
"Well, honey, I don't know either, but I have confidence in you. By the time we get to our destination, I just know you will have thought of a plan. I'm just happy that I'm here with you."
"I'm very happy about that, too." She moved herself closer so he could touch her body.
Her skin was soft and downy. It was satiny and warm, firm against his fingers. Jo Willie moved her face to Bob's. Lowering her lips to his, she opened her mouth wide and sucked his tongue into her mouth. Then she tightened her arms around his neck, pulling herself tighter against him.
She kissed him eagerly, her lips caressing his at one moment and then opening wide to take more of his tongue. Her tongue wriggled against his, wrapping around it and caressing it. His mind reeled under the impact of her happiness and his hungry, insatiable need for her body.
He couldn't move his hands over her fast enough to satisfy himself. He wanted to feel her all over at once. This desire was stimulated to a frenzy by her reaction to his caresses, her small body trembling with eagerness. Happy whispers bubbled from her throat as she pressed herself against him.
She closed one of her firm, smooth thighs around one of his, undulating and pressing her pussy against him, the muscles in her buttocks tightening as she moved against him. Jo Willie quickly stripped off her sweater and jeans and tossed them aside.
Cupping her buttocks, he fondled and caressed them. She began undulating faster. Her thighs relaxed and she turned as he moved his hand around her and down her stomach. He touched the abundant growth of red pubic hair with the tips of his fingers and she opened her thighs for his hand. Her pussy was once again warm and damp with excitement. She opened her thighs wider and pressed her pussy against his hand as he fondled the tender flesh of her vulva between his fingers.
"Tell me that you want me, lover," she breathed against his lips.
"I'll always want you and need you," he whispered. 'Then take me, lover!"
His cock stood straight up now, in a taut erection. She knelt over him and cupped the head of his cock between her hands.
"Oh, it looks so good, lover," she murmured, moving her soft, damp lips over the head of his prick and stroking it along her cheeks. "It's so beautiful, so smooth and pink. You have a lovely cock, honey." She opened her mouth wide, taking the head between her lips and sucking it as she rolled her tongue around it. He groaned and trembled from the sensation as his cock throbbed.
"Feels and tastes so good, lover...."
Turning quickly, Bob got over that beautiful lady, his head over her hips and his hips over her head. He burrowed his face between her thighs, mashing his mouth on her fresh pussy. The heady sweet taste of her body filled his mouth as he lapped at her pussy with long strokes of his tongue and probed the tip of his tongue into the tender folds of her vulva.
A wail of ecstatic exhilaration burst from her lips as she reached for his cock. She kissed and licked the head until it was wet and sleek. She let the rich taste of his pre-cum fill her mouth; a taste she had come to love.
Jo Willie's loins raised off the bed and up against his urgently licking and sucking mouth. As his lips rounded and covered the clasping viscous opening, he thrust his tongue deep into it, bringing a low guttural moan from Jo Willie.
Bob pulled away and turned around, eager to fuck his cock into this beautiful little woman who continued to surprise and excite him. He positioned his thickly pulsing prick so that it was lying the full length of her hot quaking pussy slit.
Her hands went down to grasp the full length of his cock, stroking it softly in mute reverence. She could feel the spasmodic throbbing between her palms and the slippery juices that trickled down the shaft. She moved the head until it was poised between her pulsating cunt lips like a cannon barrel. One hand on his prick and one on his ass, Jo Willie pulled his big dick into her cunt and let it drown in the growing heat that was flaming out of control between her legs.
An involuntary cry rose in her throat as he pushed her naked ass higher. The throbbing shaft of Bob's cock wormed into her hot pussy. She trembled and quivered as the cockhead inched slowly into her, deeper and deeper. Her hips gave a twitch upward and then it was buried to the hilt in her. She felt so full when his cock was in her ... just the way she liked it.
Suddenly Bob felt an overwhelming need to discharge his hot load into her. He released himself and the cum began spurting in a hot flood from his cock. He cupped her buttocks in his hands and lifting them as he pounded his prick into her. A feeling of triumph and happiness flowed through him as the flow abated.
"God, what a lover you are! One load in me and your cock's still as hard as it was at the start. Use that cock in my pussy, lover! Fuck me ... fuck me ... pound my pussy ... give it to me, lover ... getting there now, lover ... oh, lover ... now, now--just like that ... ooohhh!"
Her face twisted. She turned her head from side to side, her red hair whipping about her face. He rammed her cunt and clit, driving her through her orgasm. Finally the writhing and twisting of her body diminished. She went limp under him, panting heavily.
Jo Willie swallowed hard, drawing a deep, shuddering breath. Putting her hands back on his shoulders, she planted her feet on the bed and began thrusting her hips up at him again.
"Yeah, yeah," he panted, "need to cum again!" He buried his face between her shoulder and neck, nipping at her tasty skin as he slid his cock in and out of her.
"Okay, Bob. I'll help you cum. Your cock's so good, lover. Feel my pussy. Feel it around your cock. It's sucking your cum, lover!"
Her voice trembled and her body shook from the force of his cock pounding into her. He concentrated on what she was saying, let it inflame his mind, push him to greater heights of passion. Her pussy was sucking his cock. Her hot pussy was so tight it slowed down his thrusts. He loved it!
She continued murmuring in his ear as she kissed it damply. Her hands moved over his body, between her legs to feel his cock slide in and out, and along the crack of his ass. The sucking sensation of her pussy became more pronounced.
His cock slid in and out of her more rapidly as he felt the cum ballooning behind his cock. He dug his fingers into her ass, his hips undulating in a flurry of motion.
Jo Willie uttered a gratifying, pleased murmur and lifted her feet into the air again, spreading herself wide open once more. Bob's mind reeled as a cloud of ecstasy enfolded him. He fucked his big cock deeper into her hot pussy; her feet waving in the air, her toes pointing toward the roof of the moving van.
Her knees bent and her thighs pushed against her tits as she opened herself totally to him. She groaned again and again as his belly slapped hard against her with obscene thuds. His hard fucking cock drove deeply into her until she, too, was wracked with mind-blowing sensations. His balls beat a tattoo against her upturned ass cheeks. She was going to cum again, too, if he could only hold out for a few seconds longer.
A low moan erupted from her throat. Bob responded by fucking her harder. He knew that she, too, was close to orgasm and wanted it. He wanted to get her off when he came. He also knew she liked for them to cum together.
"I sure hope they don't decide to stop and unload this truck right now," he chuckled to himself.
"I love it," Jo Willie gasped. "Fuck me, lover! Fuck me! I love to fuck!"
Bob did so, increasing his tempo, causing Jo Willie's head to twist and turn more rapidly, the tendrils of her flaming red hair tossing about her face.
Jo Willie's only thought was the lust-thickened cock ramming deep into her belly and the passions that were almost to the bursting point inside her. Soon he was going to shoot his cum deep up inside her and she was going to explode with passion when he did. Her whole body tensed, waiting for the ejaculation that would release her own.
After a long, tense second, she felt the expected eruption. As the first jet of his white-hot cream spurted, she clasped her pussy muscles in a tight, frantic effort to devour all of his cock. Her own orgasm started then, tearing through her with the force of a freight train.
Bob collapsed on his sexy lady, sucking great gulps of air as his cock continued to throb in her clenching, spasming cunt.
She lay under him, her legs wrapped around his firm ass, holding him deep inside her. She cradled his head, held it to her breasts. They were smooth and firm against his face, damp with their combined perspiration. He tongued one of her nipples.
"Jo Willie, that was wonderful! The way you use your pussy is almost unbelievable."
"You were great, too, lover, especially the way we're being bounced around in this truck." She laughed. "I guess it's a good thing we're locked together."
"Well, I know you sure keep my motor humming ... in or out of a truck!"