| "You'll get your first view of Arton when we leave the forest," Darrell says. He looks at me and puts his hand on my thigh beneath my tunic. "So this is our last opportunity to have some fun." |
| "A pleasurable rest in a hidden glade?" I smile at him. "Sounds good to me." |
| "That's not what I have in mind." He caresses the inside of my thigh. "There's no need to stop." |
| "What are you saying?" I ask, incredulous. |
| He brushes the front of my panties with his finger. "This is one of the lesser used roads leading to the capital. There's little chance for people to see us if you're worried about that." |
| "Yeah, of course I am," I say a tad shrilly. |
| Amusement glitters in his eyes. "Aw, I'm sure they'd survive." |
| I let out a short laugh despite myself. "I'm not sure I would though." |
| "You're going to be just fine, love." He takes my hand, places it on his crotch, and gives it a tender pat. His penis is already straining against his breeches, and I rub it slowly through the fabric. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist." I give Darrell a disapproving glance, but I can't deny the thrill of it while staring at the winding forest road ahead. It's dark and quiet, and I hope it stays that way. |
| I unbutton his breeches and free his cock. We round a bend while I stroke it, and I nervously watch the road. It remains just as tranquil as before. Still a bit apprehensive, I bend over his lap and take his hard dick into my mouth. Darrell lazily strokes the back of my neck as I suck him. |
| My mild unease is gone quickly, and I pleasure him with more enthusiasm, getting nicely aroused in return. I have started moaning occasionally when the sound of additional hoofbeats makes me freeze. Turning my head slightly, I make out a small group of riders coming towards us. Heat rises to my face, and I tilt my head to the other side so they don't see me with his cock in my mouth. |
| Not knowing what to do, I don't do anything. In disbelief, I feel Darrell urging me on by gently but insistently pressing down on my neck. Reluctantly, I resume sucking him ever so slowly. I hear the riders pass by and even greet Darrell in a completely ordinary manner. He greets them back the same way, and my blush deepens. |
| Shortly after the other hoofbeats fade into the distance, I raise my head to take a brief rest, inhaling deeply. Darrell brushes the hair out of my face and says, "Everyone survived the encounter, I'm happy to report." |
| I merely titter and go back to giving him head. Fortunately, there are no other encounters while I bring him to orgasm. To avoid making a mess, I keep his dick in my mouth and grip the shaft until it's over, then swallow and lick up all traces of his semen. When I straighten my back, Darrell says, "Thanks love, I appreciate it." |
| "My pleasure," I say, adjusting my hair. |
| He puts his penis away and buttons his breeches. "Indeed, now it's time for your pleasure." He slides the shoulder of my tunic down. "Help me out here." |
| I pull my arm out with a wriggle. "Is this really necessary?" |
| "How else am I supposed to touch your perky little tit?" He firmly squeezes my breast. |
| "Well, you do have a point," I say breathlessly, my eyes once more fixed on the road ahead. |
| He pinches and tugs on my nipple. "So do you, and it's a lot of fun to play with." He continues until I moan and squirm a little. "Raise your tunic." |
| "I don't know," I reply ambivalently, my heart pounding. |
| "I know." He nudges the side of my thigh. "Have I ever done something to earn your mistrust?" |
| "No, you haven't." I momentarily raise my behind a bit to gather the bottom of my tunic at my waist. "But what if someone appears?" |
| He looks at me with the hint of a smile. "We'll give them a good show." |
| "What?" I exclaim. "You can't be serious!" |
| He grins at me. "I'm not. I'll warn you if I see anyone. Now lean back and relax." |
| I recline as much as possible, shifting my hips forward. Grabbing my leg next to him, Darrell puts it across his. He pulls my soaked panties aside and starts to fondle my pussy. The tension I wasn't even aware of goes away after a while, and I close my eyes with a deep sigh. |
| I'm still a little worried about other people, but even that fades until the only thing that matters is Darrell's hand touching me. He steadily rubs my slippery flesh, a bit faster now than before, and I moan unrestrainedly. It feels especially good this time, and I welcome the sensation of my pleasure slowly engulfing me as my climax approaches. |
| All of a sudden, the cool shade of the trees gives way to the pleasant warmth of the sun when we exit the forest. The sunlight caressing my bare skin adds to the already intense experience, and I want the entire world to witness my lust as a powerful orgasm overwhelms me. |
| Breathing heavily, I reopen my eyes to see we're still in the forest, merely in a more sparsely wooded area of it. "Just a little louder and you'd have been heard over in Arton," Darrell says. Flushing, I push his hand away, adjust my panties, pull my leg back, and sit upright. "Don't pretend you didn't like it." |
| "No, I enjoyed it quite a bit." I put the shoulder of my dress back into place, scarcely able to believe what I thought at the height of my pleasure. "I'm just glad no one else showed up." |
| "But that's what makes it interesting, and I wanted to give you something to remember me by." He pulls out the strands of my hair caught underneath the strap. "At least until you get your brains fucked out working as a courtesan." |
| I look at him reproachfully. "You're such a romantic, Darrell." |
| "Thanks, love," he replies with a smirk, "I appreciate the compliment." Amused after all, I lightly slap his shoulder. |
| Not much later, we leave the forest and I see Arton for the first time. Even at a distance, the sight is impressive. The capital is enclosed in a thick wall, with fields all around it. Located on a low hill in the middle of the city is what can only be the royal palace. |
| The closer we get, the more my excitement increases. Since my panties became so messy earlier, I ask Darrell to stop near a brook where I wash myself and put on a fresh pair. Soon after, we finally arrive at the city. |
| Even in the late afternoon, there's a decent amount of traffic at the trade district's gate. A sentry in shining armor stands motionless at each side of the entrance. They must be part of the legendary Royal Guard who have been keeping the capital safe for hundreds of years. |
| We pass through the wide gate on the right side while the outgoing traffic leaves on our left. The buildings inside are a little bigger and look a little nicer but otherwise resemble those I'm familiar with. It's oddly disappointing. |
| "Home sweet home," Darrell says joyfully. "We've had a lot of fun together, but since I wasn't allowed to fuck you, I'm real eager to give it to my wife. And to her friend." |
| "Methinks they should be thankful to me then," I say frivolously. In a serious tone, I continue, "You never told me you're married though. And you're involved with your wife's friend too?" |
| "Quite intimately, yes." He shrugs. "She lives with us but doesn't like the idea of being married." |
| "I see." Still curious, I ask, "Do they know about your activities on the road?" |
| "Yeah, they're both fine with me taking care of my needs." He pats me on the thigh. "We don't talk about the details." |
| "So do they find a lover to take care of their needs while you're away?" I inquire further. |
| "No, and I wouldn't want them to," he replies with a hint of annoyance in his voice. "They keep each other entertained when I'm not around." |
| "Well, I guess that's better than nothing," I say bitingly. |
| Darrell chuckles. "You misunderstand. The three of us are in a relationship together. Trust me, they know how to keep one another satisfied in my absence." |
| "Oh. It seems life in the big city really is different," I say sheepishly. |
| "It can be. It's not like I had planned for this arrangement, but it turned out it works for us." He halts at an intersection. "And this is where we part ways. Follow the street to the right to the pleasure district and be on the lookout for the guildhall. It's a large mansion with a pair of statues at the front. You'll know it when you see it." |
| "Thanks for the ride Darrell." I give him a peck on the cheek. "And for everything else." |
| "Thank you for making the trip so enjoyable. Good luck, Jenny." He waits until I have my luggage from the rear of the wagon and drives off. |
| Exhilarated, I walk in the opposite direction. I made it to Arton! Someone here is bound to have information about the rangers, though my search has to wait for the time being. Right now, getting rid of my maidenhood in the most profitable way possible is my first priority. |
| The pleasure district isn't that much different, and I'm not sure when exactly I crossed over. I notice the houses tend to be painted in brighter colors and there are a lot of lamps and lanterns, unlit at this time. Most of the women are dressed provocatively, and I catch an occasional glimpse of a naked one in a doorway or on a balcony. Faint moaning can be heard frequently, and it's not quite so faint in a few places. |
| Darrell was right, for I easily recognize the guildhall when looking down an intersecting street. The sumptuous mansion is surrounded by a low hedge, the gate formed by the statues of two nude women facing forward, one arm raised towards each other and fingers intertwined at the top, creating an arch overhead. |
| When I get close, I suddenly feel rather anxious. I stop in front of one of the statues and study it. Even if it wasn't standing on a pedestal, it would be quite a bit taller than me. The white marble is flawless, as is the beauty of the figure. |
| A young woman in a pretty red dress leaves the guildhall and comes down the path of stone tiles leading to the mansion. She shows me a quick smile before she passes me, and I smile back, my anxiousness fading. Taking a deep breath, I walk to the front door. |
