A girl's gotta eat, right?

Well, why the hell not? She’s already here, you figure, and definitely willing. You had expected to get laid by one of the ladies at the Sailor’s Delight, but the prospect of fucking this girl in such a public place is too exciting to pass up.

You nod your agreement, and Carly gives a hungry smile in response. She releases the strings of your trousers, and with her still kneeling in front of you, you twist around to the crate behind you to reach into your bag. You fish out three silvers from your coin purse and cinch it back up.

With a giggle, she takes the coins from you and slides them behind the nearest wagon wheel, next to her discarded liquor bottle.

As she turns back to you, her eyes are filled with lust. With a tantalizing lick of her lips, her fingers start unlacing your breeches. You return the gaze with a wolfish grin. Her eyes are beautiful, and with that look in them, they’re all the sexier.

Without breaking eye contact, she starts nuzzling your crotch with her mouth. Her hands still work at unlacing your breeches seemingly on their own as she pants her hot breath on the front of your breeches. A single panting breath forces its way out of your own throat. You can feel her tongue tracing the seam of your crotch and lightly biting the bulge she finds there, which is growing larger by the second.

She finally succeeds in unlacing you. Her hands trace down the inside of your thighs and back up again, cupping your balls and now completely rock-hard cock through your clothes. She squeezes you with a lustful hiss through her teeth, earning a grunt from you.

In one deft motion, she pulls your cock out of your pants and frees it from your underclothes. She gives a throaty, appreciative laugh as she looks at the size of your swollen cock, now free from its cloth cage and standing erect and ready for action. You are quite average in stature, but have been blessed with an above-average sized cock. Nothing monstrous, but enough that you do have a sense of pride about it. A drop of pre-cum shines on the tip of your cock, evidence to your appreciation of her ministrations so far.

“Mmm, that looks quite tasty, darlin’,” she says, smacking her lips at you. She runs her hand down the shaft and up again, her fingers playing over your sensitive skin. She pulls the front of the breeches down your legs a bit, ready to dive in and attack your enticing cock.

Suddenly, a thought strikes you. “Hand me the bottle,” you direct her. You point at the forgotten bottle of liquor lying on its side upon the cobblestones.

She shakes her head, the smile never fading. “Sorry honey, but a girl has to have her food and drink. When I said the silvers were good for anything, I didn’ mean taking the drink right outta my hand. If you want a drink, it’ll cost you a couple coppers.”

A rush of anger goes through you, and you are tempted to smack her for her insolence. You are really turned on and don’t appreciate the extra delay or her attempt to bleed you a few extra coins, especially when there’s so little of the liquor left. But you take a deep breath, and with rolling eyes you reach back and take out a few wooden pennies instead. You’re in no mood to buy her an entire bottle of liquor as replacement for a few drops. “Here,” you reply curtly. “I don’t want anything but a swallow’s worth. This is enough.”

She accepts the bargain with a nod. While she is turned depositing the wooden coins into a pile with the others and collecting the bottle, you quickly cast a spell over the bottle’s contents.

She turns and hands up the bottle to you. “Just a swig now, sweetie. That’s some of the best rot I ever stole from Sweet Candy.” You can’t tell if she’s referring to a ship, a brothel, or something else, though you assume this is related to why she’s on the street now, either way.

Without a word, you pour a bit of it over the length of your cock, drizzling the liquid over the head and down to the base of your shaft, careful not to splash any on your clothes. Carly’s eyes go wide and she gasps in surprise and alarm. Just as she starts to voice a protest and reach for the bottle, you hand it back to her. You can feel your skin tingling a bit from the liquid. Whatever she has in that bottle is strong.

She sets the bottle down next to the coins, and turns back to you with a confused smile. “Well, I woulda drunk it, but whatever you like, darlin’.”

“You’ll like the taste,” you reply, “I promise. Now suck it.”

With a smile, she leans toward you, nuzzling her face against your balls. You feel her tongue slither up your balls, and slowly trace its way up the underside of your shaft. You groan in pleasure. It’s been too long since you received such a slow and loving blowjob.

As her tongue clears the tip of your cock, she stops. You see her eyes go wide with surprise. She looks up at you in shock. Your only response is another grin. She’s finally noticed the casting that you made on the liquor.

Hesitantly, she puts her lips around the tip of your cock and sucks. You can feel her tongue swirling along the opening of your cock as she tests the taste. You give a grunt of pleasure at the sensation. Happy, muffled moans drift up to you from your crotch as she kisses and licks up and down your cock, savoring the flavor. Your casting seems to have worked perfectly. You smile to yourself over your own cleverness. Your cock now tastes to her like it is covered in the sweetest, fullest wine that she has ever tasted, a fruity bouquet of flavor over the musky scent and taste of your cock.

Suddenly, Carly attacks your cock with her mouth. She comes down on your cock so suddenly and with so much **** that she forces you back a half step. Your back hits one of the crates behind you, shoving it back with the sound of old wood scraping and splintering. She sucks vigorously--almost violently--at your cock while her fingers dig deeply into your ass, giving her an advantage to suck you all the harder. Her head is a blur as she greedily sucks your cock up and down, her tongue swirling every which way as it tries to collect as much of the succulent wine taste as possible.

“Oh, yeah,” you groan as her mouth works on your cock. Whatever reason caused Carly to be on the street, it wasn’t due to her lack of knowledge on how to give a great blowjob. You’re panting heavily now, your face contorted in pleasure and your lips pulled back in a lustful sneer. Some women are able to give a great blowjob, as you’ve found by visiting different brothels throughout the city, and Carly is definitely among the best. You can hardly feel her teeth, and the few times that her teeth do scrape against your skin, they only serve to stimulate the nerves in the skin rather than irritate it. You have no idea what she’s doing different, but it works amazingly well. She obviously has a gift.

To this point, you had been leaning against the crates, happy to let her suck at her own pace since she was doing such a great job. But you are too turned on now; you have to participate. Your fingers slide into the mess of her hair as far as they can go and grab a fistful of her brown locks. With a good grip, you start forcing her face down onto your cock even harder than she was doing before. You hear a muffled squeal of delight from her at this.

Grunting with both pleasure and effort, you crash her face into your crotch over and over, forcing the entire length of your ample cock into her mouth and down her throat. You are panting wildly now, and so is Carly. You can feel hear her breathing fast as she sucks you, her hot breath focing out her nose onto your cock and into your pubic hair. She gives muffled moans of pleasure as you fuck her face. You see that her hands have moved to her own body now, one hand under dirty clothing, squeezing her breast and tugging at her nipple. The other hand has already pushed up her skirt and works feverishly between her legs. Her eyes are still locked on yours. Thick tendrils of saliva drip from her chin as her face takes the entire length of your swollen cock again and again.

You can feel that you’re close to coming now. The thrill of fucking a stranger in public, Carly’s amazing talented mouth, those sexy eyes watching you as you pound her face, her moans of ecstasy while she rubs and fucks herself, it’s all too much. You’ve never been this turned on in your life, and you know that your orgasm will be a strong one. It’s Carly’s muffled screams that push you over the edge, as she hits orgasm from touching herself and sucking your cock. Without breaking the seal of her mouth around you, she whimpers and moans as her pussy gushes with pleasure and wetness. After a brief moment, you feel her go limp against you.

You’re right about your own orgasm. You feel yourself spasm; the muscles in your back flexing at once and arching your spine, throwing your face skyward. All the muscles in your stomach, hips, and thighs turn to iron. With a groan of pleasure, you spray your cum inside her mouth and down her throat, the muscles in your cock pumping what feels like gallons of cum. Your eyes are squeezed shut, but your vision is filled with stars.

Down on your cock, Carly is pressing her hands against your hips, trying to dislodge your cock. Her nose is buried in your pubic hair, with your cock shoved deeply down her throat, no doubt blocking off her airway. You hadn’t realized it, but you must have slammed her face down onto your cock as you started your orgasm. Small high-pitched noises of protest come from her, but that’s all she can manage. You don’t care, though; all that matters right now is the sensation in your cock, which is still pumping cum into her. You ride the orgasm for what seems like forever, your head floating weightlessly and losing all focus on anything else. You can’t remember the last time you came this hard, if ever. You’re lost in the moment until you finally feel her push herself free of your cock to gasp for air. She still leaves its tip in her mouth to suck on in her post-orgasmic glow.

Finally, your vision clears and you slowly open your eyes. You feel like you are underwater, your entire body weightless from your orgasm. Slowly, you lower your head to look down at your exhausted whore.

“Well, that was definitely worth the—”

You freeze in mid-sentence as your eyes settle on another figure in the alleyway, standing several lengths beyond the wagon.

It’s a woman. She stands with an expression on her face somewhere between shock and intense interest. She looks to be a few years older than you, with wavy blonde hair pulled back in a bun, a few loose stands framing her slim face. She wears a simple work dress, covered in the front by a stiff leather apron, the kind that you’ve seen craftsmen wear as they work in their shops. You have no idea how long she’s been there; your attention has been understandably focused on Carly the entire time. You can only guess how long she’s been watching the two of you. She stands next to an open door, one of the rear exits to the shops lining either side of the alley, seemingly frozen in place after catching sight of the two of you.

Having finally caught her breath, Carly looks up at you and sees where your gaze is fixed. The first part of your cock still in her mouth, she twists to look behind her to see what you are staring at. When she catches sight of the other woman, her jaw drops and she gives a soft gasp of surprise. With that, your still-rigid cock springs free of her mouth with a loud pop! noise. Your cock swings next to Carly’s face, smacking her cheek and leaving a smudge of saliva and cum.

At the sight of your meat waving at her as if to say hello, the woman regains her composure. With a blush, she looks from you to Carly to your cock, her mouth moving but not saying anything. Finally, with a flurry of her skirts, she dashes back inside, leaving no indication as to why she was entering the alley in the first place.
Carly turns back to you, laughing. She smiles up at you mischievously, her face dripping saliva and cum from her chin to drip onto her now-exposed tits below. She seems completely unfazed by the fact that the two of you were just spotted (and possibly watched) while breaking the city’s public decency laws. “Well, love,” she says. “That was quite th’ adventure, wouldn’ you say? I wonder if our friend there enjoyed the free show.”

You can only manage a soft chuckle in reply. Removing your hands from her hair, you lean back heavily against the crates. After such an ordeal, you can hardly stand upright. Carly rolls back into a sitting position, stretching her stiff knees. You can feel your cock starting to relax as well

You admire your handiwork as Carly rubs her knees and thighs. She is still breathing in deep breaths, obviously still a little winded from your fun. Her ample breasts heave up and down with each breath, making them more enticing. Her face and chest are flushed from exertion and lust, and from her cheeks down to her chin, her face is covered in sticky saliva. A small river of your cum goes from her wet lips down chin. The cum-and-saliva cocktail has dripped off her chin down onto her tits and the top of her clothing, leaving large wet stains on the white material. Her rose colored nipples are still stiff with excitement.

Carly notices you staring at her, and leans back on an elbow with a dirty smile. She lifts one knee so that you can get a good look at her pussy. The first thing you notice is that it is completely shaved of any hair, indicating that the establishment she used to work for must have been a good one, since this feature is only done by the most expensive and high class brothels. Her pussy is soaked with her own juices, and the inside of both thighs is slick with her orgasm from moments ago. As you watch, her hand wipes down the sides of her mouth and across her lips, coating her palm and fingers in your mutual liquids. Then her hand slowly trails down between her legs, and wipes the substance over her pussy and along her inner thighs. She does the same with the cum that covers her tits. Her pink flesh now slathered in her cum and yours, she looks up at you with alluring eyes.

“So love, feel like having some more fun?” she coos up at you. She rubs her pussy to entice you, opening her swollen pink lips and rubbing her rigid clit. A finger slips inside her soaked hole, thrusting slowly with a wet noise from her pussy. She moans softly, enjoying it for her own pleasure as much as the reaction she’s eliciting from your cock, which is completely hard again.

After a moment or two of this, she rolls over onto her hands and knees, and starts rubbing her pussy again, her ass pointed directly at you. Her fingers rub around the opening to her soaked cunt, making wet, sloppy noises at you. You realize that you’re panting again. More soft moans come from her as she touches herself.
She flips her dirty hair over a shoulder, and turns to look at you over the other.

“Remember that I said anything goes, darlin’,” she says in a throaty voice just above a whisper. Her fingers make one last revolution around the opening to her pussy, and trace their way up to her ass. She rubs her own cum around the opening of her asshole, pressing against it firmly with a lusty sigh and giggle. She flexes her lubricated asshole once, twice, hinting at the pleasures that this tight hole could give you.

That’s enough to convince you for more. Your previous exhaustion is gone now, and all you can think about is forcing your cock into that tight asshole and fucking her until you both scream with pleasure. Carly smiles at your renewed enthusiasm; obviously she’s enjoying this as much as you are. She wiggles her ass at you playfully.

You’ve only just started positioning yourself against her when you hear the stamping of boots running on cobblestones and the clanking of metal against metal behind you. You glance passed one of the crates behind you. Rushing toward you yet still a few seconds away, you spot the unmistakable plumed helmets of the city watch. There are only a handful of them, but between their spears, their training, and the fact that your breeches are still around your knees, they have more than just the advantage of surprise over you. The lead member sights you as you glance at them, and gives a shout. You can’t hear what he says from the echo of the alley and street noise coming from either end of the street.

Quickly, you start fumbling to get yourself back into your clothes. You have ****; you have to run. You don’t have enough time to cast any spells that will be of any use here, and if you’re caught, you’ll be thrown out of the Institute and lashed in the public square by the city watch, though not necessarily in that order. And you highly doubt the guards will be in any mood to bargain with you, or that they’ll even take a bribe. You realize that the woman who spotted the two of you a few minutes ago must have found the nearest city watch and told them about the two of you.

You don’t bother lacing the breeches; you simply stuff the laces in. Carly had unlaced them entirely so as to have easier access to your cock, so the string is only threaded through the lowest pair of holes, useless. You hope they don’t fall while trying to escape.

“What’s goin’ on?” Carly asks, confused. She tries to peer past the crates but can’t lean over far enough from her position on her hands and knees.

You glance at her in a panic. You have to get out of here. You could take her with you, but she would slow you down considerably, being drunk and without footwear. You don’t have any vested interest in this girl other than getting more out of her for the silvers you paid to her, but she’s definitely done enough already to earn those. Still, it’s been a long time since you’ve been given the option to fuck a woman in the ass without a considerably higher cost, and you do love the tight feeling of shoving your cock in a woman’s ass; the noises that elicits from the woman is always music to your ears.