Ahsoka Tano Dreams of a Temple - Sex Stories

Ahsoka Tano Dreams of a Temple

... feet with the force Koawyn's strong hands wrapped around Ahsoka’s waist before she can start to fall. He spins her into the darkness. His world.

His fingers dig into her soft flesh as he presses his saber deep into her sheath. Koawyn jerks to a stop, still in the light. The Jedi’s upper body in the darkness. Hangs neither falling nor slipping further into the shadows. He thrusts his hips forward into her.

She thrust back at him. Her lekku minora and inner walls caressed him with each movement. The largest of her lekku on her back slapped her across her spine with each thrust. Sending a wave of pleasure thought her.

“E chit ta.” He hisses.

“Nerf herder,” she responds, “you won’t defeat me so easily.”

A second ago Ahsoka was enjoying her taste. Now she was spinning through the air. Into darkness. She felt his hand gripping her hip guiding her into the depth, the shadows. Both her arms reached out. For anything to stop him. First her right, then her left. Her hands wrapped around two short bars. They both gave a little and snapped back. She recalled the cross pieces attached to the rods running to the ceiling.

Pulling with her arm, she rocks back at him in the light as he thrusts into her. Trying to drive her into the dark. Lifting her legs on his fourth thrust she locked her ankles together. Her heel digs into her lower back every time he pulls out. Ahsoka flexes every muscle in her slender frame to pull him back in. Into the wet warmth of her sheath and ...

... eager lekku.

The only sounds are primal grunts from the two and her large lekku slapping on her back with each thrust.

He becomes wild like a Wookiee in heat. His arms pull her into him as his hips flex and saber slides in and out of her. Grunts and moans escaped his lips. Sweet rolling down his pale lean muscles.

Her back arches with every thrust. All of her muscles contracting as one to pull him into her. The smack of her lekku on her back sending waves of pleasure along her body. The rods she is suspended from adds to her powerful movements. Like being on a swing she slammed into him.

It wasn’t long before the two began matching the other's rhythmic thrusts. As her body became slicker with sweat. Koawyn slid his hands down and around her light orange ass cheeks. Closer now he could smell her flowery scent and musk of her juices.

Ahsoka tightened her leg muscles. With each movement, she pulls herself upward in an attempt to get above the Sith. To gain control and power over him. Her hips rock around his, his blade filling her with pleasure.

This jedi is insatiable,

Koawyn thought. His arm burning, sweat rolled off every muscle. He continued slamming into her as her small tentacles coiled and slid across his shaft. He almost lost control and came each time the tiny tentacles twisted around his head’s ridgeline. On one particular coil, he felt something in her body change.

That is when she clenched her hips around him in a deadlock. He dreaded it. It would ...