Star Whores | By : Nathalia Category: Star Wars (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 25020 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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STAR WHORES Obi-Wan was bored and irritated, and no amount of Meditation was helping. He was stuck on the ship, in a sandstorm, and his master was being cryptic, which suggested that yet another pathetic stray would be joining them before they returned to the Temple and could unload them onto someone else. His master was treating him like a child, even though he was nearly ready to take the trials, and they wouldn’t be IN this mess if Qui-Gon had just listened when Obi-Wan said he had a bad feeling about the mission. The only good things going for him right now was that most of the Handmaidens were still on board, and that Qui-Gon had taken Jar-Jar with him. Perhaps he had caught onto the fact that everyone except him would be happy to ‘accidentally’ lock the Gungan outside, regardless of the weather conditions. Speaking of Handmaidens, one was at the open door. “The Queen wishes to thank you for all you have done to assist and protect us. She wishes to show our appreciation.” The Handmaiden smiled. “I’m here to deliver a gift.” Obi-Wan sighed. Grateful rulers did that quite often, and it became a whole new set of negotiations to refuse without offending them. “Possession is not permitted by the Jedi Code.” She smiled again, removing her hood and starting to undo the fastenings on her gown. “Call me a reward, then. I’m sure we can work our way around the rules.” Inch after inch of smooth, bare flesh was revealed, which Obi-Wan eyed appreciatively. This was a new form of reward, and he certainly wasn’t complaining. Maybe it was a good thing his Master wasn’t here. The Handmaiden’s robe hung open, revealing young, supple breasts and what would, in a few years, become truly spectacular curves. Possession and attachment were forbidden, which was probably why the Jedi Code never said anything about casual sex, despite being in existence for over a thousand years. Obi-Wan smiled as the Handmaiden removed her gown and got to work on his tunics. “Won’t your Queen miss you? I’d rather not have the sovereign of an entire planet upset with me.” The Handmaiden giggled as he used the Force to remove her underwear, sliding the brown material off his shoulders. “She dismissed me for the night. We drew lots for who got to – ah – show our appreciation. I won’t be missed.” A phantom pair of hands brushed over her body, making her squeak as they slipped between her legs. Obi-Wan moved his physical hands over her chest, using the Force to hold her in place as a solid burst of energy entered her vagina, stretching her open. The Handmaiden gasped, dropping to her knees as he released her, and unfastening his pants with impressive speed. She squeaked again as she was suddenly swung into the air and held horizontal, limbs spread wide and her head level with Obi-Wan’s cock. She parted her lips as he pushed inside, his hands reaching for her breasts. Held with the Force, the Handmaiden couldn’t move as something invisible prepared her cunt and the Jedi’s cock filled her mouth. Obi-Wan groaned as he watched himself disappear between her full lips. “What is your name?” He pulled out for a moment, letting her breathe. “S – Sa – Sabe. My name is Sabe. You – I need – oh!” The Force was very good for stamina and stimulation, which allowed him to become erect faster than was normally possible. He pulled out of her mouth, letting her see his full, hard length. The Handmaiden’s eyes widened, and Obi-Wan stroked her cheek. “Do you want me to let you up, now? Or shall I keep you there?” Sabe gasped as the invisible force between her legs disappeared. “Let me down, please.” He set her gently on her feet, and was slightly taken aback when she practically tackled him, leaping into his arms and wrapping her legs around his waist. He lined himself up and dropped her, impaling Sabe on his cock. She yelped, and Obi-Wan pulled her closer. “Oh… oh, yes Jedi Kenobi! Yes! Ah… unh, oh, please, fuck me!” Obi-Wan smirked, thrusting inside her. “With pleasure, milady.” The phantom hands returned, caressing her thighs and rear and breasts as he kissed her, pushing her down onto a small table. “I’m honoured to accept the Queen’s reward.” She tightened her legs around his waist, pulling him further in. He didn’t waste any time, plundering her body with the ferocity of any Space Pirate. Sabe’s breath came in ragged pants as she reached for him, desperate for him to never stop. Obi-Wan’s mouth descended on her neck, his hands going to her breasts. Sabe’s head fell back, reduced to incoherency. “Oh, oh, ah! Unh, unh, unh, unh, unh! Ah! Oh! Mmph, ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah, unh!” It was not the gentle lovemaking she had originally planned on, purely for the young Jedi’s pleasure, but hard and intense, enough that she would be begging if she could form the words. Obi-Wan grunted against the soft body in his arms, purging his anxiety and frustration with each thrust, revelling in her cries. This young Handmaiden was the best reward he had ever received, by far, and he actually hoped that the mission would keep taking longer than expected, so he could come up with something else to be rewarded for. “Unh, yes, you feel so good! You like being fucked by a Jedi?” Ironically, Sabe’s thoughts were running along the same lines, though she faced the problem of rigging the lots so that she would be chosen next time and every time. If Obi-Wan liked it enough, maybe he could use a Jedi trick to fix the odds. She bucked her hips, grinding against him and trying to bring him to the edge. “Yes! Oh, yes! Please, fuck me harder!” He struck a bundle of nerves deep inside her, then again, and again, pushing Sabe to her own orgasm, which she managed to hold off through sheer willpower. His hands migrated to her upper arms, holding her down as she thrashed against him, her world shattering into tiny pieces when she could no longer hold back, only seconds before Obi-Wan released himself inside of her. They both slumped as he pulled out of her, and Sabe slid to her knees again, licking and sucking him clean. Obi-Wan chuckled softly. “Keep doing that, Sabe, and I’ll be screwing you against the wall in minutes.” Sabe gave him a saucy smirk. “I wouldn’t be complaining. Have you ever been ridden by a Nubian girl before?” Obi-Wan shook his head. “No, but if I manage to earn another ‘reward’, I’ll be sure to request it. How long is my temporary reward for, again?” Sabe smiled like a cat that had just caught a whole flock of canaries, looking at his swiftly-hardening member. “Until your master returns and we leave. We may wind up taking turns with you, if this kind of stamina is normal for you. I don’t think any one of us could keep up.” Obi-Wan grabbed her, pushing her against the wall and forcing himself back into her welcoming channel from behind. Sabe gasped, breath pushed out of her by her sudden contact with the hard metal. Obi-Wan used the Force to press between her shoulder blades, making it impossible for her to move. “I warned you, little Handmaiden. Now you’re really going to feel it…” Sabe scrambled for balance, Obi-Wan’s body, tightly pressed against hers, the only thing holding her up. The electricity running through her body made her question if only the Sith could produce lightning, like the legends said, or if the Jedi were also capable, and just didn’t make mention of it. Her body jerked with each thrust, soft breasts bruising against the cold wall. Sabe turned her head to the side, attempting to see him. “Unh! Oh, Gods, YES! Ah, oh, please, give it to me!” Obi-Wan slammed into her, until Sabe worried if the ship itself was rocking. He reached down and twisted her clit, and Sabe’s vision turned white as she climaxed again. This time, however, the young Jedi didn’t stop, sitting down and yanking her onto his lap. “What was that you said about riding me?”
Sabe wasn’t sure where she found the strength, but she rode him to another climax, and further, until she felt him tense and pulled away, sliding down his body to take him in her mouth again, sucking hard. He came almost violently, holding her head in place as she swallowed.
The chrono insisted that it was only half an hour before Sabe managed to shakily get back to her feet and dress, but it felt like a lot longer. At this rate, managing not to question his Master in public was going to be grounds for a reward.
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