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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Watching As Punishment

Watching As Punishment by Kilted Wookie "Can you come over?" Rob's voice at the end of the line sounded more like a command than a request. "I need to teach Hannah a lesson." When Clara arrived at their house, Rob was smartly dressed. Hannah, however, was naked, gagged, and tied very firmly to an uncomfortable looking... 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 →

Unseen

Unseen by Kilted Wookie She couldn't see. The blindfold over her eyes shrouded her in darkness; sharpening her other senses, heightening her arousal. Three pairs of hands explored her body. Two pairs, she was certain, were male; one of which she recognised as His by the sure way they touched her. The third pair were... Continue Reading →

Unintended

Unintended by Kilted Wookie Just friends. That's what they'd agreed. That what they had always said. Just friends. Nothing more. And yet here she was, curled up naked beside him, her body still aching pleasantly from the intense orgasms he had driven her to, the essence of his maleness still warm in her cunt. It... Continue Reading →

Hunger

Hunger by Kilted Wookie He held her close. Breathing in her scent as his hands reacquainted themselves with her body. She pressed against him; her skin soft and smooth under his hand. How long had it been? Ho long since they had last been in each other’s presence; since he had last been in her?... Continue Reading →

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