"Wake-Up Call" - E/C # 24 - NC-17
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WAKE-UP CALL
by JediMara77
Luke was having the most erotic dream, when he woke to realize it was not a dream at all.
Groaning in pleasure, he pushed down the blanket until he caught a glimpse of shining red hair. He pulled at a strand, running it between his fingers, when the pleasurable sensations centered on his cock stopped abruptly. The rest the covers were pulled down until he could see his wife’s face smirking back at him even as she had a mouthful of cock.
Mara released him from her mouth. “Would you like me to stop, Consort?”
Luke moaned again, reaching out to caress her hair. Part of him did want her to stop, so he could pull her on top of him and sheath himself in her warm folds. But the other part, the part that went crazy whenever she called him by that name, wanted for her to continue.
He nodded, throat convulsing as he tried to get out his words.
Mara’s eyes shone with mirth and she placed a soft kiss to his inner thigh. “What’s the matter, Consort?”
Luke’s eyes fell back into his head as she sucked him again, not bothering to wait for an answer. “You know what,” he said anyway.
Mara’s lips were otherwise occupied, so she used the Force to reply. That’s right. That nickname drives you crazy. Doesn’t it, Consort?
A harsh cry escaped from his lips and he fisted the bed, grabbing the sheets to keep from grabbing his wife instead. He wanted her to finish…
I never remember you going so wild over you other nickname…Farmboy.
Luke was writhing in ecstasy now as she brought him closer and closer to the edge. Her lips felt so smooth on his cock and her mouth so warm…he never wanted this to end…
Hmm, maybe that nickname does drive you wild. Luke could sense her amusement through the Force. That’s okay. You’re my Farmboy Consort.
He could take no more of her mental and physical torment and exploded, crying out her name as he emptied his seed into her mouth in pleasurable spurts. She swallowed him whole, licking her lips at the taste of him. When she was done she crawled up his body, rubbing herself against him. He kissed her fiercely, turned on by his taste on her lips even though he’d been completely satiated.
She pulled away and smiled at him, warm love evident in her shining green eyes. “Good morning, Farmboy Consort.”
He shook his head and groaned. “You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?”
Mara shook her head back at him. “I certainly hope not.” She not so subtlety placed his hand on her pussy. “You have a job to do, after all.”
“That’s right,” he said thoughtfully, as he rolled them over so that he was on top. “How rude of me. After all, I’m supposed to be the Consort.”
“Oh, but you do such a good job that I felt it was only fair for the Empress to reciprocate.”
“Mmm.” Luke hummed as he kissed his way down her body, settling in the cradle of her thighs. “Perhaps I can find some way to show my appreciation of your appreciation.”
“Oh yeah? And what’s that?”
Luke smirked at her. “Call me Farmboy Consort again and you’ll find out.”
WAKE-UP CALL
by JediMara77
Luke was having the most erotic dream, when he woke to realize it was not a dream at all.
Groaning in pleasure, he pushed down the blanket until he caught a glimpse of shining red hair. He pulled at a strand, running it between his fingers, when the pleasurable sensations centered on his cock stopped abruptly. The rest the covers were pulled down until he could see his wife’s face smirking back at him even as she had a mouthful of cock.
Mara released him from her mouth. “Would you like me to stop, Consort?”
Luke moaned again, reaching out to caress her hair. Part of him did want her to stop, so he could pull her on top of him and sheath himself in her warm folds. But the other part, the part that went crazy whenever she called him by that name, wanted for her to continue.
He nodded, throat convulsing as he tried to get out his words.
Mara’s eyes shone with mirth and she placed a soft kiss to his inner thigh. “What’s the matter, Consort?”
Luke’s eyes fell back into his head as she sucked him again, not bothering to wait for an answer. “You know what,” he said anyway.
Mara’s lips were otherwise occupied, so she used the Force to reply. That’s right. That nickname drives you crazy. Doesn’t it, Consort?
A harsh cry escaped from his lips and he fisted the bed, grabbing the sheets to keep from grabbing his wife instead. He wanted her to finish…
I never remember you going so wild over you other nickname…Farmboy.
Luke was writhing in ecstasy now as she brought him closer and closer to the edge. Her lips felt so smooth on his cock and her mouth so warm…he never wanted this to end…
Hmm, maybe that nickname does drive you wild. Luke could sense her amusement through the Force. That’s okay. You’re my Farmboy Consort.
He could take no more of her mental and physical torment and exploded, crying out her name as he emptied his seed into her mouth in pleasurable spurts. She swallowed him whole, licking her lips at the taste of him. When she was done she crawled up his body, rubbing herself against him. He kissed her fiercely, turned on by his taste on her lips even though he’d been completely satiated.
She pulled away and smiled at him, warm love evident in her shining green eyes. “Good morning, Farmboy Consort.”
He shook his head and groaned. “You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?”
Mara shook her head back at him. “I certainly hope not.” She not so subtlety placed his hand on her pussy. “You have a job to do, after all.”
“That’s right,” he said thoughtfully, as he rolled them over so that he was on top. “How rude of me. After all, I’m supposed to be the Consort.”
“Oh, but you do such a good job that I felt it was only fair for the Empress to reciprocate.”
“Mmm.” Luke hummed as he kissed his way down her body, settling in the cradle of her thighs. “Perhaps I can find some way to show my appreciation of your appreciation.”
“Oh yeah? And what’s that?”
Luke smirked at her. “Call me Farmboy Consort again and you’ll find out.”
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