1. Star Wars Cantina Whores


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

    ... exited room fourteen with his head in the clouds. Chewbacca wasn't waiting for him in the hallway.

"Chewie? Chewie? Where did you go, ya big galoof?"

He grunted indignantly while walking toward the communal orgy room. He turned a corner, and his jaw dropped open in shock. Chewie was in the middle of twenty fornicating creatures, fucking the living daylights out of a petite Jawa. Hot doggy-style alien action.

"I'll bedamned," Han chortled. He watched in amused amazement as his furry co-pilot whacked that dirty whore like there weren't no tomorrow. This was the first time he ever saw a Jawa naked, without their trademark full-body hemp capes. She was like a cross between an otter and a rhesus monkey, with jet-black skin and glowing phosphorescent orange eyes.

Chewie pounded her pussy for five straight minutes, growling steadily in a strange guttural way. He finally pulled out and spun that Jawa around for a facial finish. Roaring louder than a Krayt dragon, drenching her black body with white wookie jizz.

"Aww shit, that'snasty, bro!" Han commented from the sidelines. The Jawa's creepy electric eyes were covered with semen, turning them from bright orange to a muted apricot. Chewie smacked her ass one more time for good measure, then he put his Viet Cong ammo sash back on and ambled toward his favorite space cowboy.

"That ...
    ... little black bitch is lucky to be alive," Han remarked.

"Rwarghrawhbble."

"Yeah, Mos Eisley totally rocks. Come on buddy, we better find a hotel room before it gets too late, with all those savage Sand People out there."

They exited the brothel and turned a corner, hearing another loud commotion. Jabba the Hutt emerged from the cantina, dragging that sexy green-skinned Twi'lek on a chain, with her arms bound behind her back. The same lady who was dancing an hour ago with Figrin D'an and the Modal Nodes. The slug-like mafia boss laughed in his typical evil way. "Let me go you, you overgrown escargot!" the Twi'lek growled.

"Hoo-ta, ma goo fa la!" Jabba uttered loudly, like a mutated walrus. "Mutoo ma foo nee ta ma coo ba!" (Damn, I love green burlesque babes! Those slug-like tentacles hanging off your head are so sexy!)

"You won't get away with this, you slimy motherfucker!" she moaned helplessly.

"Hoo-ja, la coomoo ta! Maga la shoo poo, gafa! (Shut the fuck up, cunt! Get her ass on my sled, fellas!)

Three of Jabba's henchmen locked her onto his hover-sled. The infamous Hutt winked at Han Solo, then sped off toward his palace in the southwestern desert hills.

"Rrwwwgg," Chewie moaned sympathetically.

"Yeah, I feel pretty bad for that hot alien dancer. She'll probably end up as a tasty morsel for Jabba's pet Rancor."
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