Ahsoka Tano Dreams of a Temple - Sex Stories

Ahsoka Tano Dreams of a Temple

... sticky cum into her mouth. The sweet and salty taste puts a smile on her dark red lips as they glisten with a new white shine.

His hips still bucking, he moans again. A hot line of cum jets into the air; it mostly lands on her left blue and white striped montral and lekku.

Ahsoka attempts to aim his cock at her mouth eager for another taste. With a final thrust of his hips a moan escapes his lips and a sizable, yet smaller, string flies at her. His last thrust throws off her aim and his sticky cum splatters across her right montral, above her forehead.

A droplet of his defeat rolls onto her lips, sweet and salty. Ahsoka feels cum running the length of her montrals and dripping off her lekku.

“You are defeated.” She says. Orange hands clasp the upper edges of her blue and white striped lekku. Wiping the warm cum off she moved the white gel to her lips. His pearly-white goo tasted delicious. The last of his gel stuck to her lips.

‘Kriff, that was amazing.’ He whispers as his breathing slows. Sliding his arm behind him, Koawyn props himself up. The Togruta licks her hand and lips in victory. A chill overtakes him.

‘Trial one of thee passed,’ a voice sings in Ahoska’s ears. Warm and soft like a summer breeze.

‘Trial one of three failed,’ a voice whispers in Koawyn's ear. Dark and cold it came with a crackle.

The only light in the darkness, his green eyes. Ahsoka stares into them. Attempting to read his next movement, his next thought. Feeling his thigh ...

... muscles shift on hers she tenses her muscles ready to respond.

From the darkness, Koawen feels his cock stir. The naked woman before him. Kneeling between his legs. The heat builds as their legs touch.

I’ll roll to the side, regain my footing, and overpower her to the ground,

he thinks.

All of her honed acrobatic training kicks in as he moves.

Koawyn tries to roll to his side. Ahsoka's athletic muscles allow her to leap up. Twisting to adjust for his movement the naked orange-skinned Togruta pounces on top of the pale human. Both caught half in light, half in dark. Shadow and light running vertically down their centers. Ahsoka's knees slid along his hips, spreading them apart. They come to rest hugging his toned abdominal muscles.

‘You won't win this sith.’ She whispers in his ear. Her lekku tickles his chest as she leans in. A joyful tapping at her vulva encourages her lekku minora to slip off of her clit and chase after the cock teasing her. After several misses they retract and coil around her clitorus.

“Defeat me, not possible, jedi scum.”

Grabbing her left breast, its large mass dwarfs his hand, he presses her up. With a small gap between the two Koawyn grips his saber and aims for the dark amber-orange sheath belonging to the Jedi.

In defiance, Ahsoka whispers, ‘My master taught me better.” A battle with Asajj Ventress’s sleek body flashes in her mind as does her words. Skywalker’s filthy, obnoxious, little pet presses her chest and hips into the ...