Star Wars Cantina Whores - Sex Stories

Star Wars Cantina Whores

... with her red bangs as her head bobbed up and down.

"Get my balls, bitch."

She slurped his sack all the way into her mouth, gripping his testicles with her teeth and whipping her head back and forth like a Doberman Pinscher.

"Fuck yeah, you crazy tomboy ginger. Playing hardball with the big boys, just like your schoolyard days."

She pulled her head back, ejecting his testes from her mouth in a mess of stringy spit.

"You never met a tomboy like me, you smuggling scumbag," she growled back; loving this old-school outlaw role-playing.

"Shut the fuck up, you cheap whore! Get that dick back in your mouth!"

She deep-throated him with reckless abandon, gagging over and over. He growled toward the ceiling, hearing the moaning and groaning of other prostitutes through the thin aluminum walls. He grabbed her red head and face-fucked her real fast, gagging her like a laser assault rifle. At the first inkling of orgasm, he pulled out and stepped toward the sex toys.

"I paid for all this weird shit, so I might as well try it. Get your ass up on that jungle gym thingamabob."

Katvana hopped off the bed and hopped onto the criss-crossing white bars of that thingamabob, stretching out her body in a wide x-shape. She pushed a red button on a control panel, and the platform whooshed upward, tilting horizontally, raising her fire crotch to the level of his face. With the push of a blue button, a pair of robotic hands reached around and grabbed her outer labia, ...

... spreading her cunt real wide.

"I'll be damned. They built a better pussy-licking mouse trap," Han remarked. He grabbed two white bars and buried his face in her well-gaped pussy. Slobbering her pink cotton candy. Spitballing her tuna can.

"Fuck yeah, Solo! You lick pussy better than a gungan!"

He jammed his tongue deep in her snatch, driving her crazier. Flicking it all around her pink tunnel of love while squeezing her big tits with both hands.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cuuuWAAAAAAAAH!"

Kat's pussy exploded with fluid fireworks, soaking his face. He finger-fucked her with four digits, draining her dry. That redhead hooker squirmed and squealed like a Krayt Dragon on the metal bars. She pushed the blue button again, and the robot hands let go of her labia.

"Holy fuck, that was the best orgasm I ever had!" she uttered breathlessly.

"I'll give you a better one, ginger. Bend over on that anvil platform."

She draped her body over a solid piece of black hermaform shaped like like: T\. Han grabbed her pale heart-shaped ass with both hands, noticing a tattoo of a snarling Krakana predator on the small of her back. Krakanas were native to the cool seas of Mon Cala; a far cry from this blazing desert planet. He slammed his schlong up her wet gaping anal sphincter.

"Oh mygod," she shrieked. "Pound my fucking asshole, cocksucker!"

He kept ramming his manly rod into her toned Tatooinian bod. She pushed a button on the base of the platform to activate a robotic recoil ...