In the caravan - Show of appreciation

In a daze of consciousness your body is carried out of the store. You feel a mix of pain, cold air, cushions, tears followed up by another round of pain.

Groggily you awaken, your right arm feels numb and your throat feeling dryer than an arid desert. You find yourself lying in a bed, a small window to your left, walls at the head and foot of the bed, and a curtain blocking your view to the rest of the room. You attempt to reach out for the curtain with instant regret as a croaky scream is drawn from you.

"Don't move! Don't move." Claire calls out a little ways away. She pulls aside the curtain, concern showering her face as she looks you over. "A tourniquet is set but won't stay on if you move." The room behind is the rest of a caravan, with a multitude of bags scattering around the floor.

"Wa-ter..." She looks around for a few moments before rummaging through some bags and returning while opening a bottle of water. Holding your head up, Claire helps you drink a few big mouthfuls in a couple of seconds. "Thanks." You say with a gasp.

"For the drink or for saving your life?" She replies with a smirk.

"Pretty sure I saved you. But I don't judge you for bending the truth a little." You wince, shifting yourself in bed.

"Considering we had to carry you out here and apply an emergency tourniquet, I'd say I won." She wags her finger in your face. "In all seriousness however, how are you feeling?"

"Where abouts? Each area is different. My arm is going numb but my shoulder aches like... well like I got shot. My chest is hot and my hands are cold." Claire takes a seat on the bed.

"And what about this?" She asks, bouncing her fingers on the tip of your erect cock, sticking up through the sheet you're under.

"That? I didn't even realise with everything else going on." You let out a nervous chuckle. "Maybe my blood is getting redirected from elsewhere?" Claire takes a firmer grip with a finger and thumb around the head.

"It's certainly getting a lot for it to fill up this big and hard." With the smallest of motions you groan in pleasure and pain as you once again shift in the bed. "My bad Michael, try not to hurt yourself. I'll just quickly check if there's an adequate flow as a way to show my thanks." Claire's head goes under the sheet; seconds later your cock twitches as a wet and warm tongue works it's way up your shaft.

She repeats this several times and finally draws a deep groan from you. Upon your show of appreciation from her efforts she rewards you with the full wet mouth taking your head into it's embrace. Her hand works your shaft slowly whilst teasing your head with her tongue. This continues for several minutes all the while you try to remain as still as possible to avoid any more pain. Without warning she takes more of your cock into her mouth, forcing louder moans from your mouth.

"Ah Claire! You sure know how to show your thanks..." You groan through gritted teeth. "It almost makes up for being shot..." She picks up her tempo, using half of your cock in her mouth. You see her body rocking as she touches herself on her knees. You place your good hand on the back of her head and run your finger through her hair as she continues to work herself slightly faster.

"Yeah, keep sucking... You sure love sucking me off, touching yourself like that." You see her quiver and take more of your cock in her mouth, now reaching the back of her throat. Even without using her throat she's able to bring you to your limit. The noise of her slight gags on your meat-stick makes it throb in excitement. You hold the back of her head as your cum churns up your shaft. "Make sure to swallow, you dirty girl." As your cum squirts out, her whole body spasms, knees shake, and she greedily swallows down multiple shots of cum.

After your substantial climax you release her head which she doesn't remove straight away, instead opting to make sure your cock head is nice and clean using her tongue to its fullest. "Mmmm, Damn Michael. I won't be needing anything to eat tonight." Claire stands up on wobbly legs. "And it was certainly a fun experience, I'll be sure to return."

"Wait before you leave..." She pauses mid step to the door. "Could I get another drink? You kinda drained me." You chuckle. Once more she holds your head while you drink, this time she also assists you in getting your trousers back on, much to your discomfort. "Are you gonna tell me why I was stripped naked?" You ask. Claire licks her lips with an innocent looking-smile.