Orgasmission

/»Chapter 1«\
| Pleasure Trip |

Exhausted, Jedi padawan Ahsoka Tano stared into emptiness, wholly wishing it had all been just a dream, an illusion, yet deep down, craving more of the good parts again, filtered out of the near-past – that forbidden, magical experience she had never before thought she would have. Alone and furious, she wanted to be far, far away. And in a way, she was. She had been lost in a timeless land for nearly two hours, a place in her mind full of thoughts and the burning desire to change recent events.

A few hours back (when things did happen), it happened fast. An instant of pure embarrassment that eventually changed into anger and silent rage later on. She remembered the full chain of events, which she kept replaying in her mind, feeling more and more emotion as she did so with a struggle to control it. Yes, she remembered it well, starting when she got assigned to a mission which she wished no part of anymore. Yet she was still aware of the consequences of disobedience, and the greater good of course.

As she could recall, Anakin Skywalker, her Jedi master hurried into her quarters in the temple on Coruscant at early sunrise, panting. "Ahsoka, this is urgent!" His words were accompanied by noticeable gulps and gushes of air. His untidy clothing and worrisome eyes were a huge giveaway of the fact he was waken by chaotic news and dressed in a hurry to meet his padawan. His hair was visibly touched by wind.

"Go on," said the teenage togruta, standing up from a meditation pose. Anakin went on, his words jumbled up in a hurry, "I've been informed of the news by the Council. There is no time for a meeting, so I was sent to deliver the news myself.

"Rumors are spreading throughout Pantora that the Republic are planning to overthrow their government. Vast numbers of the Pantoran population started to riot, and the cities are literally tearing themselves apart. What's worse, is the citizens gained control over the food sources, and I guess you already know that a significant proportion of Coruscant's organic food supply comes from Pantora. There have been news that they are plotting to poison us."

"Holy spaceworm, where do these rumors come from? How does something like this just happen?"

"Maybe some paranoid lowlife who really has it out for us and has enough power to manipulate common belief. It might be the Separatists' doing!"

"What will you have me do, master?" Ahsoka queried with a spark of enthusiasm.

"You will go with senator Chuchi to Pantora as her personal bodyguard. Trust her to complete the mission. Remember, your job is only to protect her and hide the fact that you are a Jedi to avoid suspicion. I chose you since you and Chuchi are good friends. I will send Rex with you as back up. Master Secura also agreed to accompany you in case things get too rough for you to handle. She's extremely busy, so only bother her if things really go sideways."

"I don't think I need babysitting."

"You know I care about you, Snips," bolstered Anakin with a righteous, yet comforting expression.

Ahsoka, glad for being assigned to an all-new exciting mission after many boring weeks on Coruscant, replied, "consider it done, master," and began packing up. Although she didn't like to admit it even to herself, a lot of her excitement also came from getting to see her good friend again whom she had become very close to recently. Attached even.

In half an hour, she was already on a landing platform, giving Riyo Chuchi a friendly hug and eventually departing in a Pantoran space-yacht.

"It's going to be a fairly long journey, padawan, so why don't you go socialize?" Advised master Secura with a smile, running her fingers along the controls on the dashboard and initiating the hyperdrive, "the council and I have some important business to attend to."

With a nod and a reciprocated smile, Ahsoka stood up and walked out of the cockpit.

Before pressing the button of the entrance to the senator's quarters, her ears picked up something unusual. Something sent ripples through the force coming from within the room that was new to her, and even her montrals began tingling. Faint moans emanated from beyond the door, raising much curiosity in her mind. She went ahead without thinking. As she stepped in, the sight flooding her vision struck her. Her current emotion consisted mainly of shock, though something else she did not recognize lurked deeper in there.

The lighting in the room was dim, but still enough to see what was going on. Chuchi, half naked on her bed with fingers lost inside the gorgeous womanly slit between her legs jumped to cover her crotch and breasts, but paused in the midst of the action. Clearly, a curious thought came to her mind.

As the togruta turned back with confused and apologetic mutters under her breath, the Pantoran insisted on her stay by begging: "Wait, don't go. Ahsoka, please."

Ahsoka could not help but stay, not only by pure obedience, but something else too. Over the past few years their friendship grew stronger and stronger until it was more than just that. Ahsoka liked everything about Chuchi, both her charming personality and strangely, her alluring physique: those lovable eyes; the long, lustrous mass of violet hair gracefully suspended from her head; her smooth, blue skin; her perfect feminine curves; her magnificent breasts and nice round arse. And now she even got to see her precious, forbidden fruit hidden between the inviting profiles of her legs. What a beauty! She found herself thinking. A hidden part of her hoped Chuchi's thoughts of her followed a similar direction. Since, well, what was not to absolutely love about her maturing stripy montrals and soft, young orange skin? Surely she feels the same way, doesn't she?

It did not take long for her worry to be replaced by reassurance. The senator seductively gestured with a wet finger for Ahsoka to come closer. This act was accompanied by an incredibly lovable facial expression that matched well with her sitting pose and really turned Ahsoka on. She felt a warm, throbbing sensation around her crotch, and a drop of fluid trickling down her thigh that originated from her virgin opening. She couldn't resist this strange new feeling.

With a slow, almost involuntary movement, Ahsoka leaned forward until her puffy togruta lips met Chuchi's and began passionately pecking and making out with her friend.

The long minutes of pleasurable kissing turned more euphoric and intense with every second. Within their fuming hot, pulsating bodies, their hearts raced with ecstasy. Their hearts drummed even faster when each felt the other's tongue press into the cavern of her mouth.

Chuchi broke free, gasping for air, and soon returned to the sexy togruta's lips.

She began undressing her orange companion while eating up her thick lips, liberating her of her belt and clothes, exposing underwear and bare, young breasts. In the past two years, they grew and matured considerably. They no longer were the tiny stingers she possessed once upon a time. They now held notable mass and stood on her chest with perk and grace. However, Ahsoka's awareness of the fact was not quite enough to keep her from feeling at least a little embarrassment. She had never been naked before anyone. Yet once again, her doubts were met with reassurance, thanks to Chuchi's lustful expression.

The senator cupped Ahsoka's nipples whilst also seeing to the removal of her panties and boots. She was now almost completely naked, save for her upper arms, which were encircled by four fabric rings each in the traditional togruta fashion.

Soon, Chuchi molded Ahsoka's entire breasts with both hands while the latter was still busy eating the Pantoran's face. One of the blue hands left its orange breast and reached down to grab and play with Ahsoka's sexy ass. But that hand was about to do more than just that. Unbeknownst to Ahsoka, Riyo's mind burned with yearning to explore the togruta's inviting feminine possession she nurtured between her thighs. She did not hesitate.

For Ahsoka, it came as a complete surprise as the senator proceeded with the well-aimed insertion of a finger. Her eyes closed shut at an instant, and her thick togrutan lips parted as a faint, adorable, almost unheard sound of pleasure left her throat. This soon turned into a queue of louder moans as the Pantoran increased the number of fingers she buried within her tight, wet, virgin hole. It was a sensation she deeply savored every moment of.

Greedily and hastily, Ahsoka licked and sucked at Chuchi's big blue tits, while their possessor let her head fall back and her torso bend backward to offer better access, still fingering the orange alien's vagina.

The movement of her hand eventually came to a halt and she gestured to the togruta to stop sucking her tits. Ahsoka's head separated from Chuchi's chest, creating an expanding arc of saliva connecting her bottom lip with Riyo's left nipple. She let her facial expression morph into a disappointed frown, but she soon was reassured by the blue alien's hands lightly pushing her orange body back, flat onto the bed. With a suggestive look, Riyo lowered her head until her upper lip met with Ahsoka's clitoris and forced the orange thighs shut against her ears.

Ahsoka's adrenaline spiked. She knew what was coming, and was seriously looking forward to it. She really was.

Her muscles tensed in excitement as the tip of Riyo's tongue left its hiding place and started rubbing against the clit and inner lips. Ahsoka's breathing became heavier and she bit her arm. Slowly and steadily, the blue alien's tongue drilled into the orange vagina and curved up to the g-spot, causing her partner to moan loudly from the sweet sensation. To avoid leaving the erect clit unoccupied, she rolled it between a finger and a thumb.

This magical new experience was a thrilling ride for Ahsoka; she could not believe something could feel this amazing. Sexual tension gradually built and accumulated inside her body, pulsating like electricity, more and more intense with each passing second.

She was biting her pinky finger by now. She couldn't hold it. Not anymore.

She had to let go.

As the togruta's moans got louder and turned into deafening screams, it came all so suddenly: sweet fluids squirted out of the swollen orange pussy all over the unsuspecting blue face; for both of them, it was a complete surprise.

The gushing and squirting did not stop immediately, just reduced as Ahsoka's arse throbbed and shook, but eventually ended with a forceful, sudden spray that further wetted Chuchi, who swallowed about half of the sweet juices Ahsoka produced.

At last, the shaking halted as well. Panting, Ahsoka smiled in embarrassment and sat up. They both new what was about to come next.

Almost as if they read each other's mind, they sat up and pressed their pussies against each other in a scissoring position. The air around them filled with excitement and fervent lust.

Slowly at first, with growing speed, force and intensity, they rubbed their pussies against each other up and down in alternating movements. They breathed heavily and moaned at an ever increasing volume, gasping for air. They rubbed faster and faster. And yet faster.

Tears left their eyes as they were almost crying in orgasmic pleasure.

And there it was.

First Ahsoka's, then Chuchi's love juices spurted out all over the place, wetting each other's pussies, bellies, tits and even their faces. They screamed in unimaginable pleasure of synced orgasm as the intensity of squirting and spraying increased and then...

The very moment, the moment they reached the climax, the peak of orgasmic pleasure, was ironically the moment it had to happen, to make it most embarrassing.

Clone captain Rex stood in the doorway, breaking his sentence half way at the notice of the situation.

It was too late. It just wasn't worth trying. So the two just sat there staring, completely wet and wide eyed, still gasping for air, trying to steady their breathing. Their faces turned completely red at the unbelievable awkwardness. It was visible even on Ahsoka's orange face, as a slightly darker color poked through.

"Commander Tano, can I... umm... I... am so sorry for the interruption ladies. I guess I'll be going."

"No, please stay."

Both Rex and Ahsoka turned their questioning faces toward the source of the cute voice, toward Riyo Chuchi, whose face lost its redness and was alight with an adorable begging expression.

"Chuchi! Are you out of your mind?" Whispered Ahsoka, but was ignored and Chuchi repeated the word please.

"Ma'am, I really should be goin–"

"Going where? You just came in to do something. That means you don't need to be anywhere else."

"Look, ma'am, I–" she put a finger on his mouth and gestured to Ahsoka to close the door. Ahsoka did so; she knew the plan and already approved of it with excitement. She was curious what it felt like to have a hard, throbbing cock shoved all the way up there. But, surely, Chuchi would want it all for herself. Are we going to have to fight over it?

She watched as her lustful friend removed plates and straps of Rex's armor bit by bit, then proceeded to help him take off his suit underneath, revealing a long manshaft hardened by full erection at the sight of the two naughty alien girls.

Rex, still unsure about this, looked around nervously, but soon his expression changed as Riyo invited his throbbing meat into her mouth. His face tensed in pleasure, and he nodded in approval to the girls.

First licking and sucking on the tip, she took it in deeper and deeper as she went along, but not a third of it was buried in her mouth still. A manly roar of pleasure exited his mouth.

Ahsoka fingered herself in arousal at the sight, using an index and middle finger, and liquids slowly poured out of her; she couldn't wait to get that thing up there. It was soo big!

Chuchi took it yet deeper and still only third of it was covered by her mouth.

Deeper.

And even deeper yet until the hood almost touched her throat, and still just a bit more than half of it was in. She began to gag and choke. No, she couldn't do it. It was too long for her. Way too long.

She was clearly about to give up when Rex's hands grabbed the back of her head and violently forced it toward him until the entire length was lost in the wet cavern of the senator's mouth and throat. She gagged violently. This was not what Ahsoka expected. Why is he being so violent? Is she going to be okay?

With a worried expression, she squatted down and put her hand on Chuchi's back. Rex broke free with a loud moan of pleasure and a curve of saliva-semen mixture linking up his manhood with Chuchi's lower lip hung in mid-air. The Pantoran coughed violently and gasped for air.

Before the togruta could get the chance to do so, Riyo stood up and pressed her amazingly curved, perfect butt against the hard manshaft.

"Hey, not fair!" Cried Ahsoka, but Chuchi had already declared complete authority over the hard cock. The hood pressed against her wet opening, waiting for insertion. She hesitated, her face communicating fear. Ahsoka immediately knew why, for she felt the same concern. She has never had sex before. Her heart filled with worry. Is it going to hurt?

Chuchi's eyes turned questioningly to Ahsoka, who shrugged in response, but eventually sighed and leaned toward the senator.

"Just relax your muscles," she whispered in Chuchi's ear to comfort her.

The Pantoran took a deep breath. She slowly and carefully moved backward receiving the full girth and length of the cock. Pleasure-filled moans suddenly echoed in the room again. Rex molded and slapped her blue ass cheeks.

Ahsoka was right. Through the force and her empathy, she could feel what the senator felt. What little pain there was, pleasure soon overtook it.

Chuchi moved back and forth, receiving the long shaft from the rear end while the togruta stared in jealousy. The impacts of her ass on the captain's crotch produced a stream of smacking sounds that echoed across the room.

Every time Rex partially pulled his fully erect dick out of the moist blue tunnel, it was a major point of admiration for Ahsoka – the glaring shininess of the longshaft indicating Riyo's sexy vaginal liquids made her hornier by every glance.

Rex showed authority over his blue fuck-buddy (which Chuchi really seemed to enjoy) as he forced her against the wall without warning and became more and more rough as he came closer to the point of ejaculation. His looped motions – fore and aft – sped up as his muscles tensed and his impacts got more forceful.

Ahsoka's senses were alert; she could not risk her Pantoran lover getting pregnant by accident. She closed her eyes. Yes, she could feel it through the force: the rising tension in the clone's testes and surrounding muscles! A rush of energy surged through his body and kept building up.

The sudden flow of sperm out of his balls she sensed caused her to jump in lightning speed without thinking. Amazingly enough, she timed it perfectly.

Just perfectly!

Unleashing her agility and athletic training, she jumped up from her position a little back from Rex's side, landing horizontally on the wall and launching herself at Rex, kicking the powerful man back from the blue ass. Reassuringly, the rush of semen was still a little back from the opening on the hood when the impact occurred, which sent Rex pivoting backward around his feet. A drop of white spunk smacked against the ceiling driven by the resulting centripetal force and Rex's own strength of ejaculation. Ahsoka swung around again in mid air and took Rex's wet, throbbing shaft in her mouth and forced it down her throat as soon as she could, all just in time to seize Rex, halt his fall, land in a 69 position with the captain and force her fully moist pussy against his lips.

Just perfectly!

To Ahsoka's surprise, Rex was still just about to finish cumming. She couldn't believe it. She swallowed the vast majority of it, in fact, the only quantity lost outside was the small patch on the ceiling. She choked and gagged violently. She took the whole length down her throat without even thinking! She was proud of herself.

She sucked on the cock thrice before letting go, and Rex moaned loudly into her slit while sucking and eating it out, dragging the togruta to orgasm and causing her to cry out from the sweet orgasmic sensation.

Chuchi, still recovering from the violent drilling, stood up and walked over, constantly fingering her wet clit and vagina, letting out sweet cries of pleasure as she did so. Her pussy hovered above Ahsoka's head now, demanding some tongue action. Impatiently, she grabbed the back of the padawan's montrals and forced her face against her pussy with full strength. She rubbed and rubbed her pussy against the orange face violently in desperation to reach orgasm.

"AAAAWWWWWWWWWWW," cried the Pantoran sweetly.

Poor Ahsoka had barely the opportunity to breathe some air while moaning and whimpering into the blue, wet cunt.

All of a sudden, Chuchi started squirting her womanly essence into the orange face and mouth while the togruta herself followed with the same procedure into Rex's face with violently shaking legs. Chuchi's spraying was so powerful it exploded off in all directions from Ahsoka's face in pure transparent streams of liquid, wetting the nearby walls and beds while their loudest orgasmic screams filled the room and escaped into the rest of the ship and...

Shit, thought Ahsoka.

With a loud whoosh, the door opened and the shape of Jedi master Aayla Secura with hands firmly placed around her waist was standing in the doorway, silhouetted against the corridor lights. "What the actual spaceforsaken heck is going on in here?"

Ahsoka could make out an unforgiving face flushed with anger.

"Forgive us general Secura. It was my idea and my fault alone," tried Chuchi to take blame, but was ignored.

"Ahsoka, captain, get dressed and come to the main hold. That's an order! Excuse us, mistress."

"But..." Chuchi tried again, but the Jedi general was already out of the room.

Ahsoka placed a hand on the senator's shoulder. "Don't worry," she assured her, receiving a blank stare as an answer.

—

"What were you thinking, both of you?" asked the twi'lek Jedi master in disbelief.

She, along with Ahsoka Tano and clone captain Rex were gathered in the well-lit main hold. Both the padawan and captain were in big trouble, mostly due to senator Riyo Chuchi's actions.

"That was a very foolish act and you knew it well enough. You broke the rules. Is it true what senator Chuchi said? That she started the whole thing?"

"Well..." Ahsoka paused and the uneasiness grew. She finally recognized her love for Chuchi, hence she did not want her to take blame, on the other hand, she did not want to lie either. The fact that Chuchi was responsible was indeed the real truth, and lying is not the Jedi way. Ahsoka had to follow her teachings no matter what, and that took a great degree of control over her emotions, more than she could handle.

Because of Ahsoka's hesitation, Rex took his turn to speak, in a rather annoyed tone. "Yes, sir. It was she who started it. Or made me join them at least. I wasn't there to see how it started."

Aayla turned to Ahsoka. "Well? Did she start it?"

After a short period of painful silence Ahsoka sighed and gave up. "Yes."

"Well, you're still complicit in the act of sexual intercourse. Remember your lessons about temptations that could lead to attachment and other complications. I'll make a report and the Council will decide what to do with you, Ahsoka. And as for you captain, clone troopers are not permitted such activities until discharged. Period. You will get a full point on your wrist ID. Two more, and you will be court mar..."

"A full strike!? That's outrageous! With all due respect, general, I deserve half. It was only sexual intercourse. Forced as well!"

"I'm sure you could have resisted, given that you're a clone trooper. Anyway, I'll think it through. I will talk to senator Chuchi. You're dismissed."

—

"That was very foolish of me," muttered Ahsoka to herself while thinking back on the events a dozen times over, clenching one of her fists. Bathing in her ocean of cloudy thoughts, she sat on the bed in her quarters, listening to the humming noise of the hyperdrive slowly come to a halt.