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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Splash

Splash by Kilted Wookie She kneels before him; mouth open, expectant like a hungry chick. He stands before her; his cock hard, the head, a swollen, angry purple. She knew she had been bad; some unknown transgression against him. Her arse still stung from the kiss of his belt. Now, as their guests look on,... 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 →

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 →

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