Alanna the Courtesan

In the morning, Alanna liked to take her time with herself. For one, she wanted her hair to look nice, but be able to pull back or pull up easy. Just a gentle curl was fine. And if not, then just letting it sit around her shoulders was fine. Then it was time for makeup. Just a little bit behind her eyes, but nothing around them. Some of her clients enjoyed streaks down her face, but she never did, and it was never so important that someone required it. Instead, she put on a nice shade of lipstick. Something vibrant that drew attention to her plump, full lips. If all went well, then everyone should imagine those lovely lips wrapped around their cock. Finally, she put a touch of blush on her cheeks. Everyone loved someone who seemed a little virginal or nervous.

With her makeup on, then she would get dressed. For today she slipped on a nice dress that went just a touch below her knees. Long enough to be considered "ladylike" but not quite so long that people didn't get a nice view of her legs. She loved it when the eyes wandered down there. It was almost too easy to tease them by opening them up just a little. Just a peek was enough for the imagination to get going. Unless it was The Solstice, then she was required to be available to as many people, high born or no, as possible. No underwear then.

As for her breasts, they would be pushed up and forward. Thanks to her role as a courtesan, she was able to commission a dress like these. Each and every inch of it was designed to either get people's attention or draw out their sexual desire. This special privilege was one of the things that she enjoyed the most about the job. It fed her inherent desire to have all the attention she could get, and if that attention ended with cum, then all the better. And of course, she put on just a touch of perfume. Always needed to smell nice.

For today, her schedule was on a bachelor party. And just thinking about that made her sex nice and slick. Men lost any sense of decency that they had at those. Even better, they were all the more willing to let a girl like her see a very

very

good time. Something about a celebration of one last night before being tied to someone forever brought it out of them. And she made it a personal mission that everyone went to the ceremony the next day with balls that had been milked dry. Maybe not the groom though. He'd need at least a little bit for that night.

She stepped outside her room, where the fresh guard who'd made eyes at her yesterday was stationed. There were usually one or more guards outside, just in case, but whenever a new one joined, they were always posted outside. And the fact that he couldn't muster even a single word meant this newbie had it very bad.

"Hello. And good morning soldier. Did you stand watch all night?" She made sure to put a little extra honey on those last few words. He stuck right to them. Instead of saying anything, he just stammered a little. Nervous. Good. Alanna began to walk right for him and swung her hips nice and slow. His eyes followed them back and forth like a clock.

When she got close enough, she reached out to trace the line of his jaw. And it was strong with just a touch of stubble on it. He was no child, that was for sure, but the fact that he was so new was cute too. Today was about to be the greatest day of his life.

She locked her eyes with his and then spit just a little bit on her hand. His confusion mounted but that was fine. The guard uniform had a pair of trousers that were always loose, so it was a breeze to slip her hand down them. Which, she did.

He was as hard as anyone could be, and her slick hand was assisted by the bit of precum the young man made. His gasp was one of the sweetest sounds she'd ever heard. On one level, as her slender and soft fingers pumped his hard cock, he felt an immeasurable amount of pleasure. Then there was the lust that went with someone jerking him off where anyone could catch them. Not that it mattered to her, but some people did get quite nervous about it. And then there was the best part, the wistful moan of someone who simply cannot believe that what was happening, was happening.

But it was. And she pressed her lips against his and felt his moan travel down her throat. She loved that too, so she played with the head of his cock just a little. That drove men absolutely wild. With that, all those nerves melted away, giving way to the molten lust within. His tongue began to explore inside her mouth as she went just a touch faster. Good behavior like that deserved rewards after all.

She broke away from his kiss and bit her lip just a little. Everyone loved that too, but she could never quite figure out why. And to her complete surprise, he began to push her down onto her knees. Which she gave into without question. This newfound confidence was more than welcome.

With both hands, she began to tug down his pants and undo his britches. At this point she knew he could see just how hungry she was to suck him off. That was good.

"Just what is it you'd like me to--mph!" Was all she could muster before he gripped the back of her head and shoved it down. New layers to this one all the time! Giving in completely she just relaxed her throat and slid her hands down to her top. With one tug she produced her cleavage in full view. At this, he gripped the side of her head.

Now it wasn't a blowjob, it was a face fuck. And she was overjoyed. Both hands on the side of her head made sure there was nowhere to go back to his cock. Perfect. He also began to thrust his hips forward with the confident force of a man that knew a slut wanted him to cum. And she did. So badly she wanted that cum. She would've said as much if she could've said anything at the moment.

When he produced a groan she was all too familiar with, he released her from his vice grip. Like any trained courtesan, she knew to open her mouth and look as innocent as possible. Nothing anyone loved more than turning a virgin into a whore. Nothing. And he did as he pumped hot cum all over her face. It was quite the load that she managed to get most of on her tongue. It tasted a little too salty, but that was okay. He was young and didn't have all that good of a diet anyway.

"Mmmm." She groaned, and then she brushed a little bit that got under her eye onto her finger. With one slow move, she sucked that finger clean. "Thank you so much, you big, strong, young man."

With that, she got on her feet to get about eye level with him. Despite him cumming just moments ago, he was more than hard still. Impressive. He smiled, then began to pull up her skirts. She took a step back, wagging her finger just a little.

"Ah. No pussy for you. That's for nobles only."

"Fine." He finally said after a long sigh. She kissed his cheek and stayed there.

"At night, there's no one to tell me I'm breaking the rules except the guard." She explained. Which was true. The rule about only having sex with royals wasn't a strict one, but she still tried to uphold it. Most of the time.

Before he could say or do anything, she walked off. And again, as she pulled her top up, she put a little extra sway in her walk. Just one last little gift for him.