In My Dark Dreams

TITLE: In My Dark Dreams
AUTHOR: Schmootika
SUMMARY: A darker dream about a certain wonderful Jedi Knight.
TYPE: Erotica
RATING: NC-17.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything from the Star Ware universe, so don’t sue me Uncle George. If I did, I would have a naked Jedi with me now and would not be writing this story.
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This is another place my mind travels to when sleep takes hold of me.


I am standing in a large white marble room. There is a window on one side of the room and a full-length mirror on the other. The bed, which is dressed in black sheets and a red satin comforter, takes up most of the room. It looks ages old and is covered with intricate carvings all the way up its four posts. The lighting is low and I hear the sounds of my high heeled, thigh high black boots click on the marble floor as I wander around the room. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and stop to stare. I am dressed in a black leather corset and leather thong. My long blonde hair hangs down my back and I marvel at the way the corset pushes my breasts upward. The boots do wonders for my long legs and I pose seductively with my hands on my hips. Mmmm, I love the look, feel and smell of leather.


I turn to check out the massive dresser that matches the bed. I run my hands over the carvings, marveling at the feel of the dark mahogany, smooth, and cool under my touch. I open a large drawer and see many toys that could be very useful if I had a playmate. As I run my hands over a pair of leather restraints, I hear the door open and turn to see my tall handsome Jedi at the door. He is dressed in his Jedi garb and is quite the magnificent physical specimen, even though the Jedi outfit does not show off his real beauty. I see a sparkle in his eyes as he tosses his robe aside and a wicked smile comes across his face as he licks his lips.


“Come to play?” I ask with a seductive glimmer in my eyes and a grin on my face.


With a wicked sparkle in his blue eyes, he says, “Yes.”


He spans the distance between us, grabs my waist with both hands and pulls me into an intense, hungry kiss. I run my hands through his long, dark blonde hair and pull him closer so our bodies are pressing together.


“Did you dress just for me?” he asks as he bites his lower lip and gazes hungrily at me.


I twirl around and strike a pose for him. “Do you like it?”


He reaches out and pulls me against his body. I feel his hardness pressing against my thigh. “What do you think?” He growls as he lowers his lips to bite my neck. I moan loudly as he hits the spot on my neck that makes my blood turn to liquid fire. I sense the blood rushing through my body and feel myself getting wet as he continues to nibble on me, running one of his hands up to knead my leather-clad breast.


“What game shall we play tonight?” He asks as he lowers his head to lick the valley of my breasts.


“Anything you want, Master.” I say with a moan as he nips at the curve of my breast. His eyes rise up to meet mine and I am lost in those sinful blue eyes.


“Anything?” He asks with a wicked grin as he smacks me hard on my ass. The delicious pain and the feel of his warm hand rubbing my bare ass sent shivers through my body. I catch his hair in my hand and pull him roughly down into a bruising kiss.


“Anything” I say in a low growl as I deepen our kiss. Our tongues intertwine and I feel his hand stroking my thigh. I break our kiss and look deep into his eyes. I grab his leather tabards and say, “Don’t you think you need to rid yourself of this?” as my hands move lower to unlatch his belt. I push him toward the bed, and he sits on the edge. Dropping to my knees, I rid him of his boots as he relieves himself of the tabards. His gaze never leaves mine as I begin to crawl up his body. I take my time, making sure to shimmy as I press my body over his thighs and rub my legs against his straining manhood. I make my way up and straddle his lap. The look of pure lust in my eyes is mirrored in his.


“Let me help you with that.” I say as I raise his hands above his head, pull his tunic up, and toss it on the floor. He grabs me and kisses me eagerly as I rub my chest against his exposed skin while raking my nails through his long hair. The feel of leather against naked skin is almost too much for me to bear. I begin to roll my hips and rub hard against his crotch. I move my hands back to the laces on my corset, I want to feel him against my naked skin, but he grabs my hands. “No. I like it on,” he says in a smoky lust-filled voice as he lowers to nibble at the curves of my breasts. He seizes the front of my corset, pulls it down ever so slowly, nipping and licking each section of flesh bared to him. I throw my head back in delight as the sensations of his skillful hands, lips and teeth make me moan with pleasure. He seems satisfied that he bared my full breasts to him and stops for a moment to take in the sight. I look at him and the passion in his eyes and my stiffened nipples seem to grow even harder.


I reach out to relieve him of his pants and he leans in, catches my hands and says, “I don’t think so.” He pushes me back and stands up in front of me still holding on tightly to my hands.


“You said anything I want, right?” he growls as he moves closer and pins my hands behind my back.


“Yes, anything.” I said breathlessly as I look up into his eyes. He smiles wantonly and moves me over to the dresser. Without taking his hands off me, he raises me up onto it and swiftly moves between my legs. The lustful twinkle in his eyes tells me I am in for a fun time indeed.


He places my hands behind me and I feel them held to the dresser by invisible bonds as he runs his hands down my legs and kneels in front of me. The smoldering look in his eyes makes me moan as he moves up to kiss the flesh at the top of my boots. His gaze does not waver as he continues to lick and kiss up my thighs.

He grabs the little leather thong and pulls it to the side as he teasingly licks lightly around my folds. I am already wet for him and his eyes darken as he breathes in my scent and tastes my flesh. He grabs the thong, pulls it off me and hungrily sinks into me. He laps at my flesh and runs his teeth along my sensitive nub as I shudder and groan. He withdraws from me and puts his hands on either side of my thighs as he says, “Like that?”

“Oh yes.” I pant. He smiles and runs his hands up and down my inner thighs, kissing and nipping, as he goes, not touching the one place that sorely needs attention. “Want more?” He says with a devious smile as he lightly flicks his tongue over my nub. Tilting my head to catch his gaze, I lick my lips and say, “Please Master.”


That is all the encouragement he needs. He moves back down, slowly licking my honeyed wetness, sending tremors of pleasure vibrating through my whole body. His gaze is intent on me as he begins to devouring me. His tongue swirls over my nub and his hands tease my wet folds. My mind is awhirl with passion as he continues his assault on my body. He inserts two fingers and reaches for my sweet spot as I writhe and moan against him, meeting the thrusts of his fingers and relishing the expert lavishing of his tongue. I feel my climax building higher and higher as I pant and cry out as he sends me over the edge.


As I try to regain my senses, he looks up from between my thighs and licks his lips. His cobalt eyes fixed on mine as he rises, he feels his way up my body, and takes me in a lustful kiss. I can taste my tanginess on his lips and try to reach out to pull him closer but my bonds are still holding me firmly in place.


He gives me a wicked grin and turns to the open drawer at the dresser. “What do we have here?” He says with a delicious smile.


“Just a few useful things” I say with a smirk as I chuckle. “See anything that you like?”


He picks up a leather blindfold and raises an eyebrow as he smiles wickedly. He moves over to me, places the blindfold on me, and ties it securely. I can feel the warmth of his body and his hot breath on my face as he says, “Come with me.” I feel my bonds release as he grabs my hands and leads me across the room. He places my hands on either side of the post on the bed and I feel the bonds once again holding my hands tightly to the carved pillar. I am besieged with images in my mind of the things he wants to do to me and the erotic pictures make me shudder.


I feel his hands running up and down my legs and his mouth kissing and licking the back of my knees. My senses are becoming more acute, I can hear him breathing and feel the heat of his body as he nibbles on my buttocks. As he stands against me, I become aware of the warmth of his legs on either side of mine as he reaches around to massage my breasts. Then he moves away from me and I feel him loosening the laces on my corset.


As my flesh is exposed, I let out a low moan as I feel him reach around and cup one of my breasts. He lowers his head, nips, and bites at my neck as he grinds his erect length against me. I sense a sharp pain as be smacks me hard on my ass and pulls my head back sharply to meet his lips in a devouring kiss. The smell and taste of him combines with the twinge of pain and I moan with pleasure. His hands move lower and he reaches around to rub against my wetness. He skillfully rubs my nub and I quiver as he inserts two fingers deep inside. “I want you to cum for me.” He says in a low throaty growl as he bites that sensitive place on my neck. I begin to writhe and buck my hips to meet the rhythm of his fingers as he finds my sweet spot and pushes me over the edge. I cry out as the intense pleasure washes over me in waves. Breathless, my knees weakened, I fall back against him, still held firmly by my bonds.

He holds me tightly and releases his bonds on my hands. I turn around and push up the blindfold as I look into his wickedly glowing eyes and see the big smile on his face. I press myself against him and kiss him, our tongues caressing and moans muffled. He moves me to look in the mirror as he stands behind me and kneads my breasts. The sight of our naked bodies and lust-filled eyes looks back at us and I sigh at the image. This beautiful young man, naked and turgid, lusts for me. He grabs my hips and I gasp as he pushes his full length into me, filling me completely. We begin to move our bodies in tandem as I watch our reflections in the mirror.


As his body is moving inside mine, I can feel him hitting my sweet spot, over and over, harder and harder. His lips tightly clench as he moves his head lower to nuzzle against my hair. He reaches around and manipulates my nub as I grind back against him. The sight of him plunging in and out of me makes me tremble and bite my lower lip. I can see his hips plunge forward and snap back as be takes me to new heights of ecstasy. I begin to feel my climax quickly approaching and I move away from him to angle myself so I can take in his full length. I see him arch back and grab my hips as his thrusting begins a faster pace. I moan loudly and cry out as my orgasm takes hold of me. I feel my muscles spasm around his hard member and I nearly lose my balance as my knees give away under the delightful bliss of my climax. He holds on and brings me back up into his arms as I pant and try to come back to myself. I look in the mirror and give a satisfied grin as he brushes my hair from my neck and gently kisses it. My body is flush from this breathtaking exercise and my passion-darkened eyes meet his as we both smile.


He grins and says, “I’m not done with you yet.” He picks me up, carries me over to the bed and pounces on me like a wild animal. With a determined groan, he pushes himself between my legs and sheaths himself in me. He grabs my legs and holds them up so he can get deeper inside of me and I moan as he pushes himself in to the hilt. I flex my muscles and he groans as I begin to meet his pace and rotate my hips so he hits my spot. The sounds of our wet, sweat-laced bodies thrusting together resonate in my ears and I look deep into his eyes as they glaze over. I can feel him swelling inside me and I pick up the pace and squeeze a little harder. His eyes flutter as he cries out and he bucks wildly against me, spilling his seed deep inside me.

He falls on top of me as he catches his breath. I run my hands through his sweat-slicked hair and nuzzle against him, taking in his heady, musky scent. My eyes close and I sigh a contented breath.

Upon opening my eyes, my Knight is gone, my legs are drenched with sweat and my own honey and I am clutching my pillow close. Damnit! And I didn’t even get to use the restraints…..DAMNIT!


Maybe my Knight will come back to me, in my dark dreams.

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