Make a move

Deciding that his true inspection may reveal her recent ravagings, she decided to bring power back to her side.
"You do us all great a service, surely the long nights are lonely with company?" Jessica questioned with a leading intent.

"Come up another step." Gestured the man, putting down his pitchfork, and raising his torch higher.
Jessica obeyed. But she continued. "Perhaps, I could provide such a lonely and loyal man some-"
"Lift your skirt ma'am, the beast blood crawls up the left leg." the man continued, almost even toned, crouching. Jessica had indeed heard of that rumor before. And the beasts had barely touched her down there... relatively.

So Jessica raised her skirt, a little higher than necessary, exposing her bloomers to the man. Presenting her left leg. The man stepped and closed the distance between them, running his hand up and down the leg. Jessica shivered half from how cold his hand was, but also from the sensation. Then his hand slid up to her inner thigh, pulling up her bloomer, exposing her soft thigh and pressing slightly against her furrow, sending thrills of arousal through her.
The man sighed as if he were disappointed and let her skirt down. "Now what was that about offering some..."

"Comfort." Jessica finished for him, placing a hand on his hips as he stood up right in front of her. He wasn't good looking. He was as lean, wire haired, and pale as all the rest of the Yharmanites. But Jessica felt her mind go heady again as desire to taste the man filled her again mere minutes after having her fill. But her belly already felt empty and she felt as if she hadn't had satisfaction for weeks. So there was no harm in using each other. The man didn't put down his torch, but he did wrap an arm around Jessica and pressed her body against his. Jessica couldn't see his eyes, but she could hear him breath heavy through his nose, smelling her perhaps. She also felt his pecker thicken pulse against her stomach. The man smelled like gunpowder and ash, of dry sweat and faint incense. Jessica felt a strange intimacy in this embrace, perhaps the man was more affection starved than lustful. Annoying if true, the last thing she needed was this man asking after. Jessica again decided to take initiative, she would need to be careful to keep this brief.
Pulling herself away, the man's grip slow to allow her to, but still permitting, Jessica slowly dropped to her knees.

"Now let me do all the work, and you can watch... or watch me... okay?" Jessica said, slowly undoing his belt. The man nodded, at a loss for words. Were all men so weird about this? Soon enough she had freed his manhood. Nothing like what she had swallowed tonight, but this permitted different techniques for she could accommodate the entire prick in her mouth without choking. Picking between looking at the man's hairy crotch and making eye contact with the man's wild eyes, she choose to close her eyes and feel her way through the rest.

Choosing to build up his pleasure, and wash his cock somewhat, Jessica began with placing her hand around the base of his cock, feeling her own warmpth against the man's slightly colder skin, and his pulse beneath the skin. This served to keep his bush down, but also give her a better mental map. She then began to lick, tentatively at first (a purely performative measure, she truely wanted to feel the thing against her tonsils) but then more assertively, placing sucking kisses on the low end the shaft. Stopping twice to pick a hair out of her mouth (a disadvantage of non-monstrous cocks) she had worked her way up the sensitive bell of the cock. Taking a breather, she then pumped the now wet shaft with her hand. An appreciative groan overhead told her that her technique was working.

Feeling increasingly sensual, Jessica undid her laces and exposed her upper body to the night air. She hazarded a glance upward, and caught the man's hungry eyes, but less wild than before. An improvement, hopefully one worth her already sore knees. Now touching her own breast, kneading the hungry flesh, she returned her mouth the cock. Now licking the underside of the, she could feel it throb from the sensation, and she could taste something deliciously salty tip it. Unable to continue the teasing of herself and the man, she plunged the entire tool into her mouth, hallowing her cheeks to bring more in contact with the flesh. Sparks went off in her brain as more of that salty flavor hit her tongue. Gripping tight at her breast she began to adamantly suck upon the cock as if she really could suck out what it contained. The man groaned almost painfully above and she heard him pound the wall beside him with his free hand. His pleasure almost a second thought, Jessica continued to bob on the cock, pulling it in with suction, and letting it slide out with her tongue dancing along its underside the whole way. Finally the man dropped the torch, and gripped her head with both hands. Jessica opened her throat submissively as her body grew hot with pleasure.
Then, with one heavy throb that she felt at its base, Jessica pulled the cock all the way to the back of her throat, pressing her nose into the man's pelvis with no regard for herself, and the cock went wild, pumping rope after rope into her hungry throat. Jessica came immediately, this time radiating from her breast, but still reaching her unattended womanhood, clenching at nothing. The man began to buck into her face, but each saltly gush was bliss for her. Finally the man held her and the final throbs seeped out of him. Leaving Jessica still shivering in her electric orgasm as they both breathed heavy in the night air.

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