May the Force be with Ya'll

PART IV

Giddy with delight and anticipation, the girls led the willing, and quite inebriated, Sith Lord down the hallway. Bonnie stopped in front of the bedroom door, and with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, said, “I’ll be right back, we need something.” Renee raised an eyebrow and snickered as she shrugged her shoulders and turned her attention back to Vader.

She slinked up to close to him and threw her arms around his neck as she placed a kiss on his lips. With a happy sigh, he embraced her and pulled her closer, deepening their kiss. Renee felt herself melting against him as she ran her hands over his toned, muscular body. A sigh escaped her lips as she thought of the fact that she was in the arms of Vader, the man of her dreams and this was going to be one hell of a night.

She broke their kiss and a wicked grin came over her face as erotic scenarios played out in her mind. Pressing roughly against Vader, her hands roamed up to thread through his long silky hair as she pulled his face down to hers. His kisses made her blood boil and she pushed against him as she backed him into the bedroom.

Vader landed against the bed and held on to Renee as he fell onto his back.

“Ya’ll ain’t starting without me, are ya?” Bonnie said as she waltzed into the bedroom. She had a bottle of whiskey in one hand and a can of whipped cream in the other.

Renee rolled off Vader and they both sat up to look at Bonnie. Renee grinned widely and said, “I have an idea fer one of those things.” Bonnie smiled and sat both items on the dresser as she joined them on the bed.

“I think we’re a bit overdressed,” Bonnie said as she moved behind Vader and ran her hands through his hair. He moaned as she harshly pulled his head back and kissed his neck. As Renee moved to stand in front of him and reached down to unfasten his belt, Bonnie lifted his leather tabards off him. Renee knelt in front of him to relieve him of his boots as Bonnie pulled off his tunic. When Renee stood back up, her breath caught in her throat at the sight of this gorgeous creature almost bared before her.

Vader was one fine male specimen. His rippled chest and taught stomach along with his muscular arms made her wet as a springtime rain. Bonnie ran her hands over his well-toned shoulders and down his chest as she pressed against his back. Renee was mesmerized as she watched her friend tweak his hardened nipples. Licking her lips in anticipation, Renee said, “I think it’s our turn.”

With that, Bonnie rose to stand beside Renee and both girls started a slow, sensual striptease. Vader’s blue eyes widened and started to change to a lustful dark hue as they turned to press their backs together and squirmed and gyrate against each other. Bonnie moved away first and slowly pulled her t-shirt over her head to reveal her small firm breasts. She moved closer to Vader and rolled her hips at him as she locked her eyes on him. She stood just out of his reach, teasing and smiling.

Vader held his hands out and tried to wave her toward him, but Bonnie just smiled and moved back to her friend. Renee moved close to Bonnie and whispered, “I think we’ve got him right where we want him.” Bonnie whispered back, “Not exactly. I want him right here,” she grabbed her crotch and ground against her hand. Vader moved to stand but Bonnie blocked him and pushed him back down on the bed. “Not yet, big feller. Your time will come. Enjoy the show.” Vader sighed as his hand went to his straining member still sheathed in his pants.

Renee turned to the dresser and hit the play button on the CD before she turned her attention back to Vader. As the music started up, Renee began to move and sway as she turned her back to him. Bonnie tried to match the movements of her friend as she danced in front of Vader. He strained to see both girls and Bonnie backed up so he could get a better look at her friend. Renee was one hell of a dancer; maybe all those years of hanging out with her exotic dancer friends did her a bunch of good. With a wink, Renee pulled her t-shirt over her head and held it in front of her ample breasts as she turned around and slinked toward Vader.

He reached out for her and Renee let him take the shirt from her hands, revealing her bare chest and stomach. Bonnie had stopped dancing and grabbed the bottle of whiskey to down a few shots before returning to join them. Renee moved away, still churning her hips in time to the music. She didn’t want him to touch her just yet. The song changed to a slow blues song and Renee never missed a beat. Bonnie was tired of waiting and she bounced over to Vader and plopped down in his lap. She handed him the bottle and he took a long swig of the dark liquid as he held onto her hip with his other hand.

Renee was lost in her own world as Bonnie began to wiggle her hips against his hardness. Vader handed her back the bottle and roughly grabbed two hands full of breasts. Bonnie sighed as he moved his mouth to lick and suckle one of the hardened peaks. Renee Danced around the bed and came up behind Vader and pressed her bare breasts against his warm flesh. Vader moaned as he experienced the pleasure of being the meat in a southern sandwich.

Renee gyrated against him as Bonnie held his head firmly against her chest. Renee nipped and sucked along his broad shoulders and then an idea hit her. “Hey, I wanna try something,” she said in a husky voice. Bonnie looked up and said, “’k, mmmm, hold on.” Threading her hands in his hair, Bonnie pulled his head back and planted a kiss on his full lips.

Renee scooted back and Bonnie released Vader as he fell back against the bed. The girls smiled and bit their lower lips and they saw the large tent in his pants. “Think we can handle that?” Bonnie asked, sarcasm dripping off her words. “Hell yeah. We might have to work on it all night though,” Renee replied as she moved to the end of the bed to grab the whiskey.

She sat up next to Bonnie, who was still sitting on Vader’s thighs, and whispered, “Let’s get those pants off him so we can show him a few thangs.” Bonnie giggled and looked down to see Vader watching them with curiosity. Bonnie moved down his legs as she grabbed the waist of his pants and dragged them with her. Renee gasped as his hard member was freed. Bonnie joined her as they looked at the naked Sith Lord laid before them. “Damnit! That sure is a pretty sight,” Bonnie moaned as Renee nodded her head.

“I really don’t think pretty is the word I’d use,” Renee replied as she licked her lips.

Renee wriggled out of her shorts and moved next to Vader as she said, “Want a Vader shooter, darling?” Bonnie laughed as she threw her shorts off and crawled up to Vader’s other side.

“That sounds damn tasty,” Bonnie replied as she licked her lips. Renee opened the bottle and looked into Vader’s eyes, “Don’t move sweetie, this may tickle a bit.”

Vader squirmed a bit and tried to sit up on his elbows to get a better view, but Renee put her hand on his chest, stopping him. “No sugar. We need you to lie flat. Don’t worry, we would never hurt you, unless you wanted us to,” Renee replied with a wide grin on her face. Bonnie laughed loudly and raised her hips up as she smacked herself on the ass. “You never know, he might like that shit,” Bonnie smirked as she met Vader’s eyes.

“Do I have a say in this matter?” Vader asked, his eyebrow cocked and a large smile on his face.

“Not really. We might be open to suggestions later,” Renee replied as she positioned herself at Vader’s hips and poured the whiskey onto his taught stomach, letting it run down into his navel. Bonnie squealed and moved right in to slurp the liquid. Vader moaned as Bonnie ran her tongue over the path the whiskey took and sucked all the liquid up. Her eyes tightly shut, low sighs escaped her lips as she savored each inch of flesh. As Bonnie sat up, wiping her mouth, licking her lips, she said, “Damn that was good. You want one?”

“That’s a stupid assed question. Of course I do, “Renee smirked as she handed Bonnie the bottle.

Bonnie poured her a shot and Renee eagerly lapped up the whiskey. The twanginess of the whiskey mixed with the taste of Vader and made Renee moan as she lapped at his stomach. She could not help moving lower to lick the trail of whiskey that flowed to his patch of curls between his legs. Vader’s hips rose as Renee’s hot breath and agile tongue snaked around the base of his member.

“Hold on,” Bonnie hollered as she moved down to get her share. Bonnie drizzled the whiskey over his hardened flesh before she snaked out her tongue to lick the tip. Renee gave a muffled chuckle as she moved her lips up to wrap on one side of him. Bonnie moved to the other side and they both had their lips wrapped around his member as Vader began to moan and thrust his hips toward them.

The girls moved in unison as they licked and sucked the Sith Lord’s whiskey seasoned hardness. Bonnie moved to the head, took it into her mouth as Renee moved to his base, licking and nibbling the musky scented flesh. Renee often kidded Bonnie that she had no gag reflex and seeing her friend take all of his enormous member in her mouth just proved her statements to be true.

Vader moaned loudly as the girls worked their magic on him. He reached down, ran his hands in both their hair, and sharply tugged them as his thrusts became more frenzied. Bonnie slowed her pace and Renee moved back up to lick his stomach as he groaned with frustration. Bonnie let him flop out her mouth and looked at Renee, who was moving to capture his lips in a blistering kiss.

“You want the first ride?” Bonnie asked as she crept up his body, leaving wet kisses as she went. She joined her friend and they both kissed him. With all three tongues intertwining and caressing, muffled moans were all that could be heard.

Renee broke away from their lustful kiss and in a low smoky voice said, “It would be my pleasure.”