SWE/TESB:Leia excited

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Current revision as of 14:11, 15 July 2010

Cockpit of the Millennium Falcon.

"Captain, being held by you isn't quite enough to get me excited."

Han flashes a lop-sided grin, and you feel his hands slowly moving higher up your body. "Sorry, sweetheart. I don't know if we have time for anything else."

You place your hands over his and guide them to your breasts with a firm movement. "Well why don't you find out?" He squeezes your breasts roughly over your thermal vest, and lowers his mouth to your neck. "You are captain of this ship, after all."

"Sure," he murmurs, planting kisses along the curve of your smooth neck, "Chewie and the professor are all tied up. Just you and me, sweetheart."

"Good," you whisper, and turn yourself around on Han's lap so that you are facing him, straddling his legs. "I'd hate to think the tough-talking smuggler has gone soft on me." You reach down between your legs and rub your fingers over the bulge in Han's pants.

"With a Princess sitting on me?" he grins. You rub him harder, his hands still rolling over your breasts.

You unzip his pants, freeing his cock, and stand up. Slowly, you undo your leggings and shuffle them down to the floor of the cockpit. You hook your fingers under the band of your panties and wiggle them down over your hips, exposing your moistening cunnie to the Corellian captain. You straddle him again, pressing the heat of his cock against your thigh, and carefully position yourself over his manhood. "I'm not a Princess right now."

He grabs your hips and pulls you down onto his waiting cock. You both gasp at the sensation as he penetrates you, his dick riding inches-deep into your juicy pussy. "Yeah, you are Your Highness," Han replies, and reaches between your legs to thumb your sensitive clit. You roll your head and begin bucking on the Corellian's shaft, slowly fucking the captain in his pilot's chair. He rubs your clit harder, and you bounce on him, your ass slapping against his thighs every time you drop onto his prick.

Soon the two of you are locked in a passionate rhythm, you rolling your hips against his cock as he brings you ever closer to your much-needed orgasm with his fingers.

Suddenly, the ship quakes, and you are both thrown out of the chair. Han lands on top of you on the floor, his cock still buried deep within you. Only missing a single beat, the Corellian picks up the rhythm and fucks you there on the deck, heaving his shaft into you with increased vigour. You wrap your legs around his jerking hips, urging him on, and rock your pelvis with every thrust.

The ship shudders again, and you use the momentum to roll Solo onto his back. He lies there stupefied as you raise yourself up over him and ride him again, gripping the arms of Chewie's chair for support. His phallus slaps soundly into your squishy sex with every gyration of your hips, and you feel yourself coming close to climax. You ride the Corellian harder, and his face contorts into an expression of ecstacy.

You feel his cock shuddering within you, even as the orgasmic heat rushes through your body. The ship shakes again as you both come together, rocking your bodies with a wonderful force that increases your pleasure tenfold. Han squirts his gooey love-spice deep inside you, and you gush over him in a wanton display completely unfitting for a noble Princess. You keep fucking his cock for a while after the captain has spent his seed, milking every last drop from him, then you fall forwards into his chest. "Did the world move for you?" you ask wryly, and Han kisses your sweat-laced forehead.

"Come on," he says, "Chewie'll be wondering where we are."

You nod. "Threepio's probably already talked the ship's computer into suicide already." You release Han's softening cock from your satisfied pussy with a wet pop, and begin cleaning yourself up as Han does the same. Putting your leggings back on, you watch as Han refastens his belt and makes for the door. "Thank you, captain," you add. "That was quite exciting."

"Lucky we had the time," he replies, and he leaves the cockpit with a grin.

• Better get some actual work done...
• See if Chewie needs a helping hand.
• Stay in the cockpit.