The Pod Race Queens - Sex Stories

The Pod Race Queens

... hand, sliding her fingertips to his heavily swollen testicles. "So big. Then again, you need a pair of substantial balls to take part in a sport like this."

"You can say that again," Cherrub nudged his companion, visibly leaning into Leia's touch. "Kriff, that feels good. But I think I want to see if those lips are as perfect as they look."

"Sure thing, flyboy," Leia wetted her lips and dove in, shoving them across the crown of the dug's member, easily sliding it across the veiny rod.

"Wow!" was all Cherrub could muster, forced to find his footing when he came close to toppling over from sheer pleasure. His black eyes rolled back as Leia sank to his root, wrapping her lips around the base of the shaft, tickling the seam with her tongue. "Shelan, this schutta is something else."

"Looks like it," Shelan watched Leia beginning to toss her head back and forth, amazed to not even pick up the smallest gag from the brunette as she sped along the length of the dug's manhood. His eyes flicked over to Winter, who stood with an expression of exasperation. "But I'm wondering if her friend here can do something similar for me? Unless she doesn't have the same talents."

"I'm more than a match for her," Winter dropped to her knees and joined Leia on the ground, cursing herself for being so easily baited. She imitated Leia and quickly produced Shelan's rock-hard organ, not bothering with any form of teasing, preferring to surge towards Shelan and sink her mouth over his ...

... cock, finding a rhythm within seconds.

"You weren't exaggerating, they really do know their stuff," Shelan gurgled, dropping his hands to the back of Winter's head, looping his fingers through her snowy hair, forcing her to pick up her pace. "It feels like a suction cup."

Winter and Leia shared a brief glance, but it was enough to spark their shared competitive nature. Leia rolled her head and swirled her tongue lengthways, orally stroking the underside of the dug's shaft with a rhythm few could compete with. Few, other than the woman perched beside her.

Winter utilised every technique she had picked up over the years she had spent as an active spy, unconcerned whether Shelan had the ability to sufficiently cope with what she could do. Her snowy hair was tossed with every bob of her head, whipping towards the pilot's thighs. She approached the task with ruthless efficiency, studying and identifying Shelan's most sensitive points within seconds, immediately using them all as a means of gaining an edge.

The duo worked in perfect sync, tapping into a skill set they had both spent countless hours crafting and fine tuning together, gleefully pushing each other to their limits. Though Leia had always been the most naturally, that didn't stop Winter from trying to keep up with her, compensating with a few tricks that were unique to her alone. She swallowed Shelan whole and kissed the individual rings running along his shaft, sending him into an ever increasing state of bone ...