Chapter 1
As Brandy read the report, her fingers caressed her clit. She could always think better when she was aroused, and this case was going to take a lot of thought.
"Do you need some help with that?"
Brandy brushed her long blonde hair back with her free hand and smiled up at the red-haired giant standing in front of her desk. She knew he had tried to sneak up and startle her, but she had felt the subtle difference in the air when he had opened the door to her office, the one that said 'Brandy Wyne, Private Investigator'.
"Just what did you want to help with? This?" she asked, pointing to the report, "or this?" She rolled her chair away from the desk and spread her legs wide.
Grizzly walked around the desk and dropped to his knees in front of her. "I think I'm better at this than reading reports, Boss Lady. But, you make it so easy when you don't wear panties to work."
He pushed her silk skirt higher, exposing her from the waist down. Brandy felt his warm breath as his face got closer to her crotch. She spread her legs even wider. She felt his full red beard tickle the inside of her thighs as he moved toward his target. His hands caressed her nylon-covered calves, the sensitive spot behind her knees, then up a few more inches to bare flesh.
His fingers played with the black garters that were holding up her stockings. Delicious shivers ran through Brandy's body as his hands worked upward and his face inched forward. Her thighs quivered as his hands and face got closer to her blonde triangle.
He finally reached her hot center, his fingers teasing the swollen lips before finally parting them. Brandy moaned at his touch and tried to scoot her ass forward in the chair. She wanted to press her cunt into his face! She needed release!
But Grizz pulled back, teasing her. He blew on her rigid clit and down over her open, hungry cunt. Brandy reached down, grabbed two handfuls of hair and tried to pull him into her. She heard his deep chuckle as his greater strength resisted her.
"What do you want?" he asked. "Tell me what you want."
"Lick me!" she yelled. "Lick me!"
Brandy felt his tongue flick over her throbbing clit. It felt like a high voltage current going through her. Then again. A little harder.
He seemed to sense that she was on the brink and drew back to prolong her agony/ecstasy. His tongue trailed down between the slippery folds to the entrance of her sex channel.
Her hips rose from the chair, trying to impale her cunt on his tongue. He probed deeply within the velvet walls, twirling his tongue around and around, driving her mad with lust.
"Please," she begged. "Please.. .oh, please. Do it! Make me cum!"
He pulled his tongue from her cunt and immediately replaced it with his large middle finger. His lips went to her clit and clamped around it.
"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Yes! Yes! Do it!"
He sucked on the hard knob, vibrating his tongue against it and finger-fucking her furiously at the same time. Brandy squirmed and twisted against his face, wanting more and more! Her legs went over his shoulders and clamped behind his neck.
She felt herself reach the peak of her passion, hold there for a couple of agonizing seconds, then finally go over the top! "OHHHH!" she cried. "Ohhhhhh.. .yes! Do it! Do It! I'm.. .I'm cuuummming!" She felt the release of her hot cum burst from her cunt. She could feel Grizz lapping at the love juice like a hungry man.
"God, that was good," she sighed as he slipped his finger from her pussy and she brought her legs down from his shoulders. "I think the best part of owning my own business is the perks!"
"Working for you sure has some great fringe benefits." He grinned, her cum shining in his beard.
"I suppose you think you deserve a raise for this," she teased.
"Oh, I've already got the raise," he said as he stood up. "I thought you might want to take it back!"
The bulge in his jeans excited Brandy. She knew she was the cause of it. She reached out, ran her hand over it, and even through the thick fabric, she could feel it pulsate. Her pussy contracted in response. What it had was great, but now it wanted a prick! A big prick. One that knew what it was doing.
"Don't you think you'd better let him out of there?" asked Brandy. "He might hurt himself trying on his own like that."
Grizz smiled at her as he undid his jeans. He managed to get them and his shorts down, allowing his cock to pop out and stand at attention. "See him salute you?" he asked.
"That's nice, but does he know any other tricks?" Brandy teased.
"He's great at exploring dark, wet places," he answered.
Brandy slid off her chair onto the floor. The plush carpet felt good against her bare ass. She smiled up at Grizz as she unbuttoned her blouse and removed it along with her skirt. Grizz's boner bobbed at the sight of her creamy breasts straining the C cups of her flimsy bra. She slowly unhooked the front clasp and let them free.
Grizz had seen her tits many times before, but Brandy heard his sharp intake of breath and knew they still impressed him. Even with no support, they stood upright on her chest. Her nipples hardened as Brandy watched the lustful expression on Grizz's face.
She got to her knees and reached for his prick. "Did he miss me?" she asked, softly running her fingers up and down the hard shaft.
"Miss you? All he thinks about all day long are those beautiful lips of yours-both sets!"
"I guess maybe we'll have to decide which ones he-likes best," she said as she leaned forward to take the head of his cock in her mouth. Her lips went around the edible mushroom and her tongue flicked into the slit on top. She licked the lubricant that was seeping from there and was rewarded with a groan from Grizz.
She teased all around the head, then slowly eased more and more of him into her mouth and down her throat. Less than halfway, she had to take a deep breath and hold it to keep her throat open and ready to take the rest of him. She slid her lips further and further down the thick shaft until, finally, she could feel the hairs at the base tickle her nose and she could go no further.
His cock was so big, she could barely move her tongue back and forth. She reversed and came back up slowly, working her tongue as much as possible, side to side and up and down. When she was back at the halfway point, she went back down again, faster this time.
She didn't hesitate at the bottom, but immediately started back. She continued going up and down his prick, faster each time. She felt him getting even harder. She pulled up to the top, sucked on the tip, again letting her tongue push open the slit and get the delicious pre-cum that had formed there, then released him.
"He seemed to like those lips all right, now let him try the others." She turned, still on her knees, until her back was to him. She dropped forward onto her hands and presented her ass to him. "I think he'll find what he wants in there somewhere," said Brandy over her shoulder.
Grizz dropped to his knees behind her. "I know he'll find what he wants and the hunting will be almost as much fun as the finding." His hands rubbed her ass cheeks, then went between her legs to the entrance of her wet pussy.
Brandy spread her knees further apart and shoved her ass up. She wanted him! "Give it to me!" she yelled. "Give me that hard cock! Fuck me!"
Grizz removed his fingers from her wet tunnel and, with a hand on each hip, pulled her back and onto his cock. Brandy's wet pussy almost sucked him in. It wanted a cock so bad! And Grizz's filled her! The cum-slick walls of her cunt expanded to take all of him. She could feel every inch of him inside her, giving her what she wanted.
He backed out, then plunged forward again, his hard stomach slapping against the cheeks of her ass. He leaned forward over her, reached around her and took as much boob in each hand as he could get. His fingers twirled the hard nipples as he fucked her.
"Harder!" she yelled at him. "Fuck me harder!"
He raised up and once again his hands clamped on her hips and he pulled her to him as he lunged forward, slamming his lust muscle into her burning caldron again and again. Fucking her faster and harder!
"I'm almost.. .I'm.. . .Ooohhh.. .I'm cumming!" she squealed.
Grizz didn't answer. Not with words. He gave one final shove, harder than any of the rest, and Brandy felt the hot jism spurting into her, drenching her already sopping wet pussy.
"Oh," he finally said as his cock softened and slipped from its wet nest. He sunk down on the floor and lay on his back. Brandy lay next to him, her head on his shoulder.
"Well?" she asked.
"Well, what?"
"Your cock was supposed to decide which set of lips it liked best. Which is it?"
Grizz grinned. "How can he determine that with just one try? Don't you think this question really deserves more research than we've given it?"
"If you say so. I guess we'll just have to do it over and over until we come up with an answer," said Brandy giving an exaggerated sigh. "In the meantime, we have work to do. I am running a business here, you know."
"Slave driver," said Grizz. getting up and pulling up his jeans. Brandy gestured toward the desk as she got dressed. "You might want to read the file. Missing person. Police won't do anything even if it was reported, since it looks like she left on her own, but her rich parents are willing to pay plenty to find her."
"Pretty girl," she said, looking at the photo of the hazel-eyed brunette in the folder. "Have they gone to the newspaper with this?"
"No, and they don't want to. Everything is to be quiet. I think they are afraid she's mixed up with something that might be embarrassing to the family. Did you notice the last name?"
"Yeah. Jones. Father.. .wait a minute. Says here. 'Randy Jones.' Daddy isn't The Randy Jones?"
"Got it right first try. Our favorite TV give-'em-hell preacher. Which means anything could embarrass him."
"Right. And that translates to losing a few thousand a month from all his faithful followers."
"You got it. Things might get so bad, they'd have to lay off a few of the servants or something. Anyway, for what they are willing to pay per day and for expenses, I agreed to look for her. If I find her, then I'll decide if I'll tell them. She may not want to be found, and if that's the case, I wouldn't tell them I found her. I wouldn't wish her parents on a rabid bat."
"Come on, they can't be that bad. With all that money, she must've led a pretty nice life. Cars, parties, clothes-everything she wanted."
"Not everything. Remember that every move she made was followed by the media, and she was never allowed to do anything that reflected badly on her family. Everything was picked out for her-including the clothes. Think about all the pictures you've ever seen of her. She was dressed nicely, but never in fashion. Everything was dowdy and pious."
"I still think you must be wrong. Where do we go from here? Where do we start looking for her?"
"First, we're going to the mansion. I haven't talked to these people face to face. I only have what they sent me by special messenger. Maybe after we meet with them, we'll have a better idea where to start."
Brandy's gold Mercedes glided to a stop in front of the gates to the Jones' mansion. "May I help you, Miss?" asked the young guard on duty. Brandy smiled at him, but he didn't see it. He had addressed his question to the cleavage she was showing him.
"I have an appointment with the Reverend Jones and his wife," she said, presenting him with her card. He managed to tear his eyes away from her tits and go make a call from the guard booth. He was back in a moment, and bent down so his head was almost in the car. "You can go on up," he said, again to Brandy's tits.
"We certainly thank you," said Brandy as the gates swung open. "All of us thank you!" She popped the top buttons on her blouse and flipped the bra snap so her tits popped out and one nipple struck the guard in the eye. He was so startled, he banged his head as he jerked back. Brandy hit the gas and laughed all the way up the drive.
"Don't you think that was a little much?" asked Grizz. "After all, we are at the home of one of the most famous preachers there ever was."
"Well, I don't know about the Rev, but at least I know his employees have healthy sex drives. He seemed friendly, anyway, and you never know when you might need a friend."
"I have to admit, you are the friendliest girl I have ever met. Just try to control yourself and not fuck the butler before we leave."
They parked in front of the huge place and mounted the wide stairs. Before they reached the door, it was opened by a man in a butler's uniform who could pass for Lurch's twin. "I promise," Brandy whispered. "He doesn't look like my type."
They followed him down a long hallway to the library. "Your type?" Grizz whispered back. "I thought if they had a prick and balls, they were your type."
"Yeah, but only if they came as standard equipment. I don't know where this guy's might have come from."
"Do come in, Miss Wyne," said the famous Reverend Jones. "And this is?" he asked, turning to Grizz.
"My assistant, Weldon Rogers. He'll be working with me on this case."
"Fine," said Rev Jones, "if you think it necessary. However, the fewer people that know about this the better."
"Do you really think this kind of person is what we need, Randall?"
"Yes, dear, I do," he answered the woman who had entered behind Brandy and Grizz. "Miss Wyne, Mr. Rogers, may I present my wife, Prucilla Jones?"
"Nice to meet you," said Brandy, "but what do you mean about 'This kind of person'? "
"My wife means no offense, Miss Wyne. You are just not of our.. .shall we say, 'station.' We know our daughter is not with our kind, which is why we chose you for this assignment. You are closer to, well, let's just say, the more earthy population. The kind we believe have taken her."
Brandy managed to control her anger-just. "If you're so sure she was 'taken,' then why don't you just go to the police?"
Mrs. Jones looked down her nose at Brandy. "They are just as common as the rest of the population. As such, they are envious of us and would refuse to believe that Virginia has been abducted. They'll think she wanted to leave of her own free will! Can you imagine? After all we've done for her? It just isn't possible."
"Now settle down, dear," said the Reverend. "You know you shouldn't get excited like that.