ROTJ: Oola goes down on Luke
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Luke la back on the grated floor of Jabba's throne room. He saw a few of Jabba's other men were doing the same, usually with a outstanding piece of ass sitting atop them. Sounds like a plan, the Jedi Knight thought with a smile.
"Oola, come over here!" He commanded, the scantily dressed slave did as was told, taking to her hands and knees and crawling over Luke's lower body. It was quite a sight to see, that juicy, scintillating flesh crawling over Luke's legs, green flesh winning out over his black trousers.
Reaching a certain point, the Twi'lek paused. Her head was in perfect range of Luke's crotch. Her full breasts, pressed up against his knees, giving them an even larger, higher appearance. Just to round out the display, Oola even had her ass raised. Luke could see the bare green cheeks over the top of the alien's head. It was, all in all, a more inspirational view than any to be found on Tattooine.
Reaching down, Luke unbuttoned his pants and fished out his cock. The smooth, pink skin of it was quite a contrast to the sea of green, ready to surge onto it.
Luke certainly stood to attention as Oola took his length in her hand. The dancing girl softly jerk him a few times, admiring the size of his needy cock. After another pump or so, the Twi'lek spat onto the head of the Jedi's cock. As the alien's warm spit ran down his shaft, Oola brought her hand back to his member and resumed jerking, soaking her saliva into the human's prick until it was lubricated and pliable.
Skywalker had to sit up as the head of his cock made contact with Oola's mouth. He watched her work, her large brown eyes gazing sultrily into his as took him into the comforting harbour of her full lips.
All the legends about Twi'leks are true, Luke thought blissfully, as he appreciated the mere experience of being in one's hot, wet mouth.
The Jedi wrenched his eyes away from the spectacle for a moment, to take in his surroundings.
Leia was on the other side of the throne room, bent over, and wearing nothing but her bracelets and slave collar, one Gammorean plugging her ass, another taking her mouth. And it looked like there was a line.
Jabba was using his tail to frig the pussy of one of his slave girl's, while his suprisingly strong arms held the bodies of two naked and writhing dancers close to him. The slug was certainly enjoying himself.
Luke's attention was pulled back to his "dance partner" sharply, as he felt her bob her head, taking his cock deeper into the confines of her throat. Luke grinned appreciatively, his breathing getting a touch heavier, and began to thrust up into Oola's mouth.
Oola gagged a little, but soldiered on. Wanting to take charge, Luke leaned forward, gripping the Twi'lek's lekku. The green tendrils, which normally went down to the dancer's breasts, had a curious feeling to them. Fleshy headtails, that practically begged to be squeezed.
As he did, Luke noticed Oola's nipples perk up, practically poking yet another hole in her enticing net outfit.
"You like that?" He asked, giving the Twi'lek's lekku another, firmer squeeze. Oola nodded her affirmative, as she continued to work him off with her mouth.
As the enslaved Twi'lek blew him, Luke continued to play with her lekku. They were truly unique to him, the only members of her species he had seen up until shortly being on second-rate holos. He held them up, gripped them, let them fall over Oola's bare back, fiddling with them in such a way as might a human lover's hair.
Feeling his plesure mounting, Luke swept his hands over Oola's shoulders, catching the fabric of her dancing outfit. The two strips of fishnet came with his hands. Oola caught on to what he was doing, and pulled her arms out of them. The Twi'lek's ample green tits hung free, on full display for Luke.
As Oola doubled her efforts, the inexperienced Jedi was unable to resist. Gritting his teeth, trying in vain to hold out, to experience this bliss for as long as he could, Luke let out a satisfied groan as he gave his cum to the alien.
It felt like a blast powerful enough to destroy the Death Star. Skywalker issued his baby batter into Oola's throat, one spurt after another.
When the orgasm had subsided, Luke moved back contentedly, his cumslick cock falling flaccid out of the slave's mouth, leaving a wet trail down her emerald chin. Luke made a mental note to buy the Twi'lek off Jabba as soon as possible.
Luke watched on as he saw Oola tilt her head back and swallowing, gulping down his seed. He supposed her usual patrons did not afford her the freedom of choosing to spit a load out.
Panting, eyeing the beautiful alien girl, Luke felt ready to go again.
ROTJ: Take Oola to a guest room so she can give you a private performance
| Star Wars: The Complete Erotic Saga |
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| Character: |
| Luke Skywalker |
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| A Return of the Jedi |
