Star Wars and Booze - Sex Stories

Star Wars and Booze

... would happen tonight... It wasn't long after Luke had landed on Dagobah that we heard a lock turn just to our right and the front door came flying open. Her roommate had stepped inside. He noticed us on the couch and said, "God, work was shit... So glad to be home... Who's this?" Maggie spoke for me, "This is Ryan. He used to work with me." I stood up to shake his hand and introduce myself. I kicked an empty beer bottle as I approached and it when spinning across the hardwood floor. I was clumsy by nature, so the alcohol didn't exactly help things. He chuckled a bit, obviously a little annoyed at this drunk stranger in his house after a long day at work. But he was friendly enough and we talked for a few minutes before he ultimately asked us to take our movie watching to another room so he could have the living room too himself for gaming. Maggie gladly agreed. She and I began to clean up our bottles and moved into her bedroom. It was small but held all of Maggie's quirky charm. I sat down on her bed and waited as Maggie found where we left off on Empire. She pushed me down and snuggled up to me so we were now spooning on her small bed. I felt myself surge with a freedom to break away from my shy facade. I knew why I was brought here, and knew what I wanted. Laying there, I placed my hand on Maggie's thigh. I traced the hem of her jeans from her knee up to her hips. I lay there holding her for a while, casually watching the Rebels fight the Empire as I felt myself swell once ...

... again in my pants. Pressed against her, I knew she could feel my arousal. She took my hand and placed it on her chest. Her large breasts felt soft and supple. Maggie, still facing away from me towards the screen, reached back and unbuttoned my jeans. She unzipped my fly and shot her hand down to grab a hold of my throbbing cock. She turned to face me. I was excited and nervous... I had been married to my high school sweetheart when I was 19... She had been my first, and to this point, only. The divorce had come sudden, and now, here I was with an old friend, her hand tugging my shaft and placing my hand on her chest. I kissed her. I shed my fear. I wanted this. I wanted her. Her tongue was wild and wicked. She wanted this too. I slid my hand up her shirt, felt her smooth, soft skin. She was cold, that would change quickly. I unclasped her bra and I felt her heavy tits sink free. She pulled her hand free of my boxers and began to grind against me. I began to remove her shirt, but she turned over on top of me. She straddled me and grinned. She ripped her shirt off and let her loose bra fall on my face. She chuckled and tossed it across the room. I was now staring at her beautiful DDs. She smirked at me, I realized I must have had a dumb look on my face. She began to slide down the bed. Her fingers hooked the belt loops of my jeans and she tugged them down. Somewhere behind me a lightsaber duel was taking place... Wizzing and clashing as Maggie took my cock into her mouth.... I ...