1. Star Wars Cantina Whores


    Date: 11/27/2023, Categories: Celebrities & Fan Fiction, Author: byJDSavanyu 

    ... feature. It pushed her body back down his shaft after every thrust, doubling the friction. She pushed two more buttons, turning the platform into a giant vibrator and delivering a steady current of static electricity right to her sweet spot.

"Holy fuck, that's so good!" she exclaimed. "How did women ever get off before this stuff was invented?"

"Good question, you dumb fucking whore."

Han gave her ass a nice loud smack.

"That's right, spank the shit out of me. I'm your naughty fucking streetwalker."

He spanked her heart-shaped ass in a rapid blur while sodomizing her like hell. Turning her milky flesh a bright shade of mauve. Growling fiercely with an insatiable libido, after patronizing every brothel in the Outer Rim. He lost count after hammering 468 hookers. 290 redheads and 178 blondes. (He needed a good domineering brunette to cut him down to size.)

"I wanna fuck you for real, Mister Solo. Lie down on the bed."

"Sir, yes sir!"

He flopped down on the king size mattress, with his big dick pointing toward the ceiling. She strutted slowly in his direction, swinging her wide hips tantalizingly. She grabbed a remote controller from the nightstand and summoned the GSP-69 Erotix to do her bidding.

"Greetings, madam. I am a humble sentient sex droid, programmed to service all your intimate needs," the droid announced in a comical British accent, like Jeeves the robo-butler. "How may I enhance your lovemaking with this fine gentleman?"

"I want you ...
    ... to keep this 'fine gentleman' from busting a nut until I give him permission."

"As you wish, madam."

The droid rolled over to Han, grabbed his left wrist, and beamed a strange kind of energy into his nervous system. His aggressive mood suddenly changed to pleasant catatonia. He drooled and murmured incoherently as Katvana mounted him like a wild bantha. Sliding his seven-inch saber all the way up her snatch.

"Oh shit, that feels sogooood," Kat purred. "Nice and slow, easy does it. No more light speed for you, space cowboy."

She squeezed her tits with one hand while massaging her clit with the other. Fucking him agonizingly slow. He wanted to smack her ass again and giddy that horse up, but the droid's scientific magic kept him in sloth-like apathy.

"Oooh yeah, your big cock feels so good in my tight Tatooinian twat. You're the best john I ever had, baby."

She leaned down and massaged his rock-hard pecs while grinding her pussy on his penis. He tried to call her a crazy fucking bitch, but his tranquilized voice box emitted only garbled nonsense.

"Cat got your tongue, Solo?" Kat giggled. She leaned way back, bracing her arms next to his feet and thrusting her hips in an inverted C-shape, hitting her g-spot just right in the "bantha rodeo" position.

"You want me to get this over with, doncha?"

"Uhhhoooa," he murmured incoherently.

"Too bad. I'm gonna get off now, but you won't."

Kat switched gears and picked up the pace, whipping her body up and ...
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