Persistent arousal, but relief finds you on its own

You begin walking home from the town square, basking in the warm afterglow of sex and believing your desire to be sated (at least for the next couple of hours). As you recall how good it felt to plow into Jana, your softening cock comes back to full mast. While you aren't a stranger to pitching a tent in public, the rough fabric of your breeches brushing against the still-sensitive skin of your cock is far from ideal.

As you adjust your uncomfortable crotch, you start to have second thoughts. Maybe you should have stuck around for a bit... Taken another turn or two with the guardsman’s exotic wife. Her pussy felt nice and tight around your cock, and you cannot help but wonder if it will look too awkward if you turn around and seek her out.

There’s a chance I can catch them still, if Simon did stop to fuck her, you think as you stop in your tracks. You’re standing in a deserted alleyway you often use as a shortcut home. Even if he didn’t, they don’t live too far away... Simon DID invite me to visit their home if I wanted another turn with Jana... But I'd rather not have his sloppy seconds--

“Jordan!”

You turn around in confusion to find Jana Rivers jogging nimbly towards you. Your cock jerks at the sight of her breasts swinging through the slits of her silk outfit with every stride.

"Mrs. Rivers?" You stare at her, dumbfounded. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh, I just felt like you didn’t finish the way you wanted,” she huffs, gripping her waist and panting slightly from the exertion. She resumes speaking once she has regained her composure: “I’d hate to seem less than welcoming, when you’ve just returned home from your trip.”

“I mean, I wasn’t gone for long,” you mumble stupidly, but all sorts of alarm bells are going off in your mind.

How did this woman know where to find you? She may know where your father’s smithy is, but she shouldn't know that you use this specific alleyway to get there... At the exact moment you desired to see her, no less.

Is this not too much like the time the woman ran from her home to the coach you were boarding, for seemingly no other reason than to keep you company?

Looking back, you don’t recall that woman having to pay to board the coach, either. The coachman had silently allowed her on, after eyeing her and feeling her tits for a moment. The two of you were left alone for the rest of the trip, despite the lusty looks she was getting from the other passengers as you coupled with her. Usually, people would ask for a turn, or simply claim unoccupied holes (or even share occupied ones) without asking.

Your luck for the past few days has been simply too good to be true. Too good to be considered normal.

Jana smiles confidently, dropping her gaze to your bulging crotch before folding her arms under her generous bust. Your train of thought screeches to a halt, and your mouth starts drooling as her breasts spill out from either side of her slitted silk dress. “Are you sure you didn’t miss home?”

“Of course. There are comforts you cannot find anywhere else,” your reply, pulling your cock out of your breeches.

“Indeed,” you hear her chirp sensually as she drops to her knees before you.

“Simon won’t miss you?” You hold her gaze as Jana licks her palm and starts stroking your cock. “The two of you seemed like you were getting busy.”

“Is that why you left, you silly boy? You should know my husband is a very considerate man,” Jana replies softly, between planting kisses along your length. “When I let him know of my suspicions, he insisted I chase you down and let you experience the best of our hospitality. He also ordered me to remind you that you’re free to drop by and play around, whenever you want.”

“That’s very generous of him,” you reply slowly, sighing in pleasure as Jana takes one testicle into her lips and bathes it in her warm, sticky saliva. “But isn’t he afraid you’ll be held up without him around to keep other men at bay, my lady?”

“My left earring and one of his rings are enchanted, to allow us to communicate over great distances. I can simply let him know if I’m in a sticky situation.” Jana pulls her mouth away from your sack, leaving it coated in her drool. Your eye is drawn to her left ear, where an expensive-looking amber ornament hangs. “Now--Forget about him, and let me take care of you...”

The abandoned alleyway is filled with wet sounds as Jana engulfs your cockhead and begins to blow you. Instead of the friendly, welcoming attitude you experienced at the square, she seems much more enthusiastic about her work now. Your knees buckle from the pleasure and you roughly grip her black hair to avoid toppling onto her, but her tongue continues to **** your nerves relentlessly.

“Faster, my lady. I know you can take it deeper than this,” you grunt, eager to experience whatever else this slut can show you. Jana’s eyes gleam before she easily pushes her head forward and buries her nose in your pubic hair. “Ah, fuck yes... Such a good cocksucker, you are.”

Spurred on by the sudden spike in pleasure, you twist your hands in Jana’s luscious black locks, treating them like reins to keep her face planted in your crotch for a few moments. Then you slowly begin to pump into her mouth.

Jana gags around the repeated invasion of her throat, but her teary eyes remain squinted in amusement and her mouth continues to suck and lick away without missing a beat. She even goes so far as to hold on to your hips, steadying you when your thrusts grow increasingly frantic and irregular.

“Gonna cum,” you groan, pulling her hair up and away. “Take it on your face, bitch!”

With a grunt, you pull out of her mouth just as the first shot of cum spews from your cock. Jana receives the thick ropes of cum on her face with a smile, then takes hold of your jerking shaft and aims it for you. Her efforts ensure that her entire face is covered with your seed, before she opens her mouth and catches the final three wads on her tongue.

“Mmm... Just as thick as the first time,” she comments, licking her lips as if to savor the taste. Then she leans forward to lap at your softening member, cleaning it up and sucking any remaining jizz out of your urethra. “Strangely rich as well--But I think I like it!”

“I want to take you home, Mrs. Rivers,” you gasp, neatly collecting her hair and holding it behind her head as she works her mouth. “I cannot possibly stop now.”

“Can’t you just take me here? I still have chores to do, and Simon won’t have a day off for some time.” Jana looks up at you apologetically, before smiling invitingly again. “Why don’t you come with me? Simon seems to truly like you, so he shouldn’t mind if you keep us company. You can spend the night at our home...”

You frown. Maybe it was just luck that got you your way until this point? But you have a strange suspicion that you can approach this differently, in order to get what you want...