The Pod Race Queens - Sex Stories

The Pod Race Queens

... cross the finish line."

"Sure thing, lover," Leia blew a kiss. "Hurry back, I'm wetter than the seas of Naboo."

"You are such a tease," Winter chuckled, watching the pilots depart before their libidos got the better of them, leaving the two friends alone in the small office. "He would have pinned you down and rutted you until his stubby legs gave out."

"Sounds delightful," Leia leaned in and planted a kiss on Winter's cum smeared lips, licking away any traces of sperm. "I've always enjoyed kriffing dugs, they're so terribly dominant in spite of their smaller stature."

"Motherhood hasn't dampened your sex drive in the least," Winter said, listening to the rumbling of engines, stepping up to a window to the garage below. The pod racers powered up and hovered out onto the pit lane, followed by the crew as they assessed temperatures and performance output, leaving Leia and Winter completely alone. "Right on schedule. Let's scour this place before they get back."

"Someone's eager all of a sudden," Leia bumped her hip against Winter's, reactivating the map, vindicated when it matched the suspected Spice routes. "And it looks like we have our smugglers."

"It would seem so," Winter sifted through a stack of data cards, separating the useless ones from ones potentially containing evidence. "So do we take all this and run? Or am I assuming that we're going to hang around for a post-race celebration?"

"I think we both know the answer to that question," Leia laughed.