Eye Contact

Eye Contact by Kilted Wookie Head back, eyes closed, he sighed a contented sigh as her lips slid down his length, taking his cock into the warm confines of her mouth. She knew what he liked, how he liked to be sucked; the pace, the pressure - she sucked his cock with a practised ease.... Continue Reading →

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Claiming Jane

Claiming Jane by Kilted Wookie Jane assumes the required position; bent over with her skirt flipped up over her back and her  knickers around her ankles. Her cunt is wet. The anticipation builds her arousal. My finger trails over her arse. A shiver runs up her spine. My hand slaps down. Jane's skin smarts at... Continue Reading →

Signs

Signs by Kilted Wookie Mascara streaked tears ran down her face, across cheeks flushed red with pain and arousal. The imprint of the rope, with its coils and knots crossed her skin; a pink swelling, evidence of how she'd struggled against it, pulling it tighter, digging into her flesh. Angry crimson welts, such a sharp... Continue Reading →

Continue

Continue by Kilted Wookie The pressure mounts. As it always does, her mouth works its magic. Her tongue coats my shaft with a warm film of saliva, her lips glide along my length. "Ahhh! Good girl!" I sigh as she takes me deep; the head of my cock lodging in the back of her throat.... Continue Reading →

Date Night

Date Night by Kilted Wookie We make our separate ways to the hotel and meet in the bar. Light-hearted chat over drinks as we wait for our table. Maybe it's the alcohol, maybe it's the ambiance of the surroundings, maybe it's the result of the prolonged exchange of increasingly explicit messages that have been sent... Continue Reading →

Waiting

Waiting by Kilted Wookie Sometimes it seems like ages pass, waiting there, alone in bed. What you want most of all is to feel the warmth of your lover's body next to you, holding you close, sharing their body heat with you. Seconds pass, then minutes. You count your heartbeats as you wait; anticipation mixed... Continue Reading →

Her Taste

Her Taste by Kilted Wookie He looked down on her as she lay, naked, on the bed before him; her legs open, inviting. He feasted on her with his eyes; drinking in her dark hair and pale skin. Her emerald eyes flashed as she smiled up at him. She flinched as he ran his fingertips... Continue Reading →

Eight Days

Eight Days by Kilted Wookie Eight days. Eight days since they had last seen each other. Eight days since their passion had last been allowed to flame. Eight days since they had held each other, tasted each other, taken their pleasure from each other. Eight days of frustration, anticipation and hunger; fuelled by the medium... Continue Reading →

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