Give Blythe a reward

The first thing you do is free your aching dick from the confines of your trousers. It springs up into Blythe’s eager hands. As she begins to play with it, you push aside her cloak, allowing it to drop to the cobblestones. She allows this on account of her being distracted by your dick, but as soon as she notices that she’s absolutely nude and still within eyesight of anyone passing by on the main street, she stifles a scream. You answer her scream by grabbing both of her massive tits and diving into her face for a long and passionate kiss. As your ministrations continue, her hand slowly starts to play with your cock again and her body starts to relax into yours.

“You asked why it gets hard, right?” you say, meeting her lustful gaze with one of your own. “Ready to find out?” She bites her lower lip and nods quickly. You respond by lifting her and pressing her into the wall, where she can watch the townspeople walking by as you lower her down onto your erect dick. Her legs and arms are wrapped around you as you enter her slowly, pushing past her virgin wall while she moans through the pain. You pause to allow her body to adjust to the new sensations, then slowly pull yourself back out to the tip. She looks at you scared, and you imagine she’s thinking it’s over already. You thrust back into her, this time riding the motion to develop a nice, slow rhythm as you continue to pump in and out of her tight, wet hole. You go at it for several minutes, steadily increasing your pace until you’re practically pounding yourself into her. Her fingers occasionally dig into your back, and her moans only ever seem to get louder as you bring her more and more pleasure.

“Evan, something is — haaaa — happening, I can — ooooh — feel something building inside me,” she says, fighting through her euphoric moans long enough to get the words out.

You continue pounding away at her as you deliver a bit of sex education. “That’s called an orgasm. When you’re about to reach it you say that you’re cumming.” At this point, you’re getting pretty close to the point of no return yourself.

“I can feel it, Evan! I am going to cum! I am — mmmh — cumminnnng.” Her arms and legs hold you even tighter, and you slow to a medium pace to help her ride out her orgasm. Her already tight pussy threatens to bite off your dick as her head swims through the orgasmic high, and it’s almost enough to make you shoot your load, but you somehow manage to hold on. As she comes down from the height of her climax, you slow to a stop and pull out of her. She tries to stand, but her legs give out and she collapses, placing her face right in front of your still very erect penis. Her eyes become fixed to your twitching member, and her hands automatically reach up to start stroking it.

“Lick it,” you say. She doesn’t show a hint of confusion or resistance at your command, instantly running her tongue down the shaft, then back up to circle it around the head. She continues to use her tongue and hands to stimulate you until, finally, the moment you’ve both been waiting for arrives. Your body tenses up as shot after shot of cum shoots out all over Blythe’s face and down onto her chest. She isn’t shocked or scared when it happens, in fact it’s pretty much the exact opposite: a look of pure joy dominates her expression as she takes your ejaculate with an open smile. Without you telling her to, she licks the rest of your cum off of the tip of your cock before tucking it back into your pants. She then wipes your jizz off of her face and licks it up too. “Do you like how it tastes?” you ask, to which she smiles and hums lightly as a response. You lower yourself down to her and pull the cloak over her shoulders.

She looks lost in thought as you set her cloak back into place. “What we just did,” she says. “The seed that you just expelled.” She reaches down to rest a hand on her freshly pounded pussy lips. “Was not it meant to go here? That is what married couples do in order to have children, is it not?”

“That’s true,” you say, “but we’re not trying to have children. We did what we did just now because it felt good to do it. Because we desired it. It feels good to cum, doesn’t it?” Her eyes go half-lidded remembering her orgasm, and she completely forgets to answer your question. You embrace each other once again, and then you help her walk back to the inn.