(Chapter I.III) A Blowjob

She reaches out and grabs your half-erect member, stroking it with a practiced hand. “I think it’s time to wake the wee Paladin up,” she says, her hot breath agitating your sensitive head.

She engulfs your cock in one smooth motion, taking your growing length with ease. She bobs her head, continuing to stroke your cock, and when it becomes apparent that more lubrication may be required, she spits a glob onto your cock, and continues stroking.

Her tongue plays across your shaft as one of her hands shifts to fondling your balls, and you rock lightly against her, your cock seeking that sweet release that it has been denied for far too long. She gasps as you suddenly stiffen under her ministrations, growing another inch or two, and a wicked smile plays across her face as she goes in deeper, deep-throating you with ease. This lady truly is a consummate professional.

You feel a tightening sensation between your legs, and realise that you are about to climax, when the whore abruptly squeezes the base of your cock, her mouth breathing clean air for the first time in several minutes.

“You can’t finish just yet,” the whore says, rubbing her pussy. “I still need to be fucked.”

You nod in agreement, lifting her off her knees and onto the bed once more. She splays her legs open, displaying a glistening pussy with a patch of neatly curated dark hair framing it. Artful.

With your cock hard and ready, you line up and slam into her hot folds. She cries out as you bottom out on the first thrust, your balls slapping against her ass, and then you begin to fuck her hard.

“Talk dirty to me!” she cries out.

“You’re a fucking whore,” you say, pounding her with vigour unbecoming for a man of your station.

“An accurate assessment,” the whore moans, “but soo dirty.”

You angle your body to get deeper access to her cunt, loving the feeling her talented pussy massaging your cock as you fuck her.

“You like being fucked like this, don’t you,” you say, slapping her tit for good measure. She lets out a moan of pleasure.

“Why do you think this is my occupation of choice?” she responds, and it is in that unfortunate moment that you climax, spilling your seed deep within the whore.

The orgasm lasts for several seconds as you convulse, a look of wild abandon crossing your face. You roll off of her, feeling some of that post-nut clarity, and realise that you’ve neglected something.