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Experimenting
Damian stirred as he felt Ahsoka shift. He opened his eyes to see her rolling over, a look of irritation on her face. After a few seconds, she rolled onto her back. Damian smiled and reached over, kissing her forehead. She opened her eyes and sighed.
"Sorry," she murmured apologetically.
"Don't be," Damian smiled. "Couldn't sleep?"
"I woke up to go to the bathroom but couldn't get comfortable again," Ahsoka huffed.
Damian chuckled. "Well, it's about time to get up anyway."
"That's why I was so annoyed," Ahsoka said. "I woke up five minutes before the alarm."
As if on cue, the alarm began to go off, but Damian waved a hand and it silenced itself. He sat up and smiled, standing and stretching as Ahsoka huffed, dragging herself out of bed. He smiled, wrapping his arms around her from behind and kissing the skin of her shoulder. She sighed, leaning back into him as his hands drifted over her stomach, then up to her breasts, beginning to knead them lightly. Ahsoka let out a small puff of air before inhaling a long, deep breath, her eyes fluttering closed as her head tilted back.
"You're so beautiful, Ahsoka," Damian smiled, kissing the side of her right cheek, then her right lekku, since it was blocking her neck.
Ahsoka exhaled sharply, then stepped away from him and turned, smiling but struggling to make her expression stern. "No. You're going to distract me, and I have things I need to get done before Barriss inevitably uses up our whole schedule for today."
"To be fair, it was your idea to try and be productive on the same day you scheduled a threesome with your husband and your best friend, who's married to your other best friend," Damian said. "My idea was to spend all day enjoying my wife's company, then to allow my wife to enjoy our friend's company while I'm still enjoying my wife's."
Ahsoka sighed heavily, smiling. "You're like an overgrown child."
"If that's what it takes to spend time with my wife, I accept those terms," Damian smiled.
Ahsoka laughed, then sighed, shaking her head, grabbing a towel and heading for the bathroom. "After I get out of the shower, I have to check in with my Fulcrum contacts."
She turned the water on and Damian grinned, grabbing his own towel and following her in. She gasped in surprise as he stepped up against her, once again wrapping his arms around her, then laughed as he tightened his grip to keep her from pulling away.
"So if I keep you from leaving the shower, you'll stay with me, then," Damian summarized.
"You're manipulating my words," Ahsoka said, turning around to face him.
"And you're not saying I'm wrong," Damian grinned, kissing her.
Ahsoka sighed, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him back. He stepped forward, pressing her back against the wall as his hands began to explore her body. Ahsoka moaned, clutching at his shoulders as his hands skillfully worked her breasts and nipples, then again, louder this time, as a hand descended to work her folds and clit with a practiced ease. Ahsoka moaned and rocked her hips against his hand and Damian smiled, slipping two fingers inside of her, feeling her inner walls clenching around the intruding objects. After a few moments, he pulled his hand back and Ahsoka gripped the shaft of his member, pulling it toward her.
"Please, Damian," Ahsoka moaned.
Damian smiled, pushing into her and lifted Ahsoka by the hips. Ahsoka moaned loudly as he filled her, wrapping her legs around him, and beginning to lift her hips, dropping back onto his member quickly, Damian thrusting up into her in time with her drops. Damian kissed her as they both fell into a steady rhythm, their hips falling in sync with each other's, her hips slapping against his thighs with each thrust. At first, the sound of the shower running mostly covered up what they were doing, not that they cared if the sound travelled through the walls, but after a few minutes, as Ahsoka's pleasure began to build, the wet sounds of her tunnel greedily trying to suck him back in, and the squelching of it getting its request over and over again began to echo through the small bathroom, growing louder than the shower quickly. Damian reached a hand down to rub Ahsoka's clit rapidly, Ahsoka tilting her head back and crying out in pleasure as he did. Damian attached his lips to her pulse point, sucking harshly and Ahsoka's cries began to grow more desperate and fragile.
After a couple more minutes, Damian felt Ahsoka's tunnel beginning to quiver around him as he felt pressure beginning to build inside of him. He shoved himself into Ahsoka harder, moving up to kiss Ahsoka again, Ahsoka's tongue instantly beginning to duel with his in a fierce, sloppy kiss. He could sense her desperation for release through both her jerky movements and her emotions, and he began to rub her clit faster, his finger becoming a blur. Then, just as his balls began to tighten in preparation to flood Ahsoka's tunnel, Ahsoka mashed her lips tight to his to muffle her scream as she bucked into him, clenching and spasming around him, her hands clutching at his shoulders from behind. Then, he snapped as well, flooding Ahsoka, continuing to thrust into her as he did. His semen began to overflow after a few seconds and drip to the floor of the shower, washed away by the water that had long-since gone cold, and Damian finally began to slow himself, both of them beginning to settle from their orgasms. Damian set Ahsoka on her feet gently and Ahsoka sighed, resting her forehead against his.
"There, are you happy now?" Ahsoka smiled.
"Very," Damian said, kissing her.
Ahsoka smiled, kissing him back for several long seconds before pulling back. "We need to get cleaned up."
Damian nodded and they both showered and cleaned themselves up quickly, then got out, going about the rest of their morning routine quickly before both leaving their room. They headed toward the Wraith's common room, but as they were passing Barriss and Riyo's room, the door opened and both were suddenly dragged inside by one of Barriss's hands. Ahsoka fell onto the bed first, landing on her back and Damian managed to catch his footing as Barriss dropped onto Ahsoka's waist, straddling the Togruta and pinning her arms down with her hands. Damian raised an eyebrow as he watched Barriss smile predatorially down at Ahsoka, dressed in only very thin white panties with the back see-through, and a wet spot reaching from halfway up the front to behind her legs.
"Barriss, I need to check in with my contacts!" Ahsoka said.
"They'll know the same information tomorrow," Barriss said, pressing her nude form flush against Ahsoka's, kissing Ahsoka under the jaw. "If I get to have you both for today, I'm going to have you both all day." She kissed a spot behind Ahsoka's jaw, lifting her lekku out of the way to reach it and Ahsoka sucked in a shuddering breath, hands instinctively clutching at the sheets. "Do you have any idea how hard it's been to contain myself since you asked me to join you?"
Ahsoka tried to make a sarcastic response, but all that came out was a weak moan as Barriss sucked harder at the sensitive spot she'd found. Damian made a mental note to try that spot for himself later, if Ahsoka was already so worked up that she couldn't speak.
"Do you know how long Riyo and I both have wanted to do this with you?" Barriss asked, working her way down Ahsoka's neck, then back up the other side toward the opposite side of Ahsoka's head. "Ever since...we both...met you..." Barriss stopped every couple words to kiss or suckle at Ahsoka's skin, leaving a trail of dark red bruises on Ahsoka's rust-colored skin, "we've both...wanted to...give it...a try."
Ahsoka moaned weakly, looking to Damian with something of a pleading look. Damian walked over an lay alongside Ahsoka, kissing his wife for several seconds as Barriss worked to put an especially dark bruise over Ahsoka's pulse point.
"When the two of you finally got together, we were both so happy," Barriss said, pulling back from Ahsoka's neck and admiring her artwork, meanwhile her hands were sliding over Ahsoka's body, Ahsoka's breathing coming in heavy pants already. "But we were also so jealous. Of both sides. On one side, the beautiful girl we'd both had feelings for, and wanted to be with for so long, and on the other side, the man who had seduced us both, given us some of the best sex of our lives up until that point, and had gotten us both together for both of our first threesome. And now both of them were off limits." Barriss kissed Ahsoka's cheek, one hand lifting Ahsoka's lekku off of that side of her head, apparently intending to check that side's sensitivity still, before both hands slid down, slipping Ahsoka's shoulder straps off and down Ahsoka's arms. "We behaved. I fell in love with Nala, and later Riyo, and Riyo fell in love with me, but we both agreed that we still wanted to be with you, even if just once."
"Y-You mean...you still..." Ahsoka trailed off, panting harder and harder as Barriss's hands kneaded the flesh of her breasts, her lips moving to her neck as soon as Barriss had stopped talking.
"We both want to have sex with you," Barriss said. "And some part of us may still have feelings for you, but we're in love with each other now." She moved up to suckle at the point below Ahsoka's lekku, finding a second sensitive point there, the same as the other side, Ahsoka moaning appreciatively as Barriss combined teasing that spot with her skilled massaging of Ahsoka's breasts. "I think Shia described me and Riyo's relationship pretty well when she explained her and Zera's. Even if we find pleasure with others, we both know that we'll continue to love only each other. It's how we've always been. Although, Riyo tends to be much less interested in finding others than I am."
Ahsoka moaned, hands moving up and gripping Barriss's upper arms, but then stayed there, not pushing Barriss away, or pulling her closer.
"I know why you're so determined to experiment, Ahsoka," Barriss murmured, Ahsoka whimpering at the tone Barriss was using, Damian raising an eyebrow. "You're curious, aren't you? You want to know why so many of the girls in the family prefer other women, don't you? You want to know what a woman can do?"
Ahsoka whimpered, looking up at Damian hesitantly, apologetically. Damian simply smiled, kissing her.
"I thought that was it," Damian smiled, gently trailing his fingers over the top of Ahsoka's head in random designs where he knew she was sensitive. "I don't blame you."
"You're not...mad?" Ahsoka asked.
"Of course not," Damian smiled. "You're the love of my life, Ahsoka. You're everything to me. If you want to be allowed to have sex with girls on the side, then that's fine with me."
Ahsoka's eyes widened suddenly and she shook her head, grabbing his hand. "No! It's not that! I want to be able to share other girls with you. Which means you have to be there. The only person that's ever going to have me all to himself is you. I just want to also be able to have threesomes sometimes. I'm sorry."
Damian chuckled, bending down and kissing her. "Don't be sorry. How many times have I told you that I'll do anything you want? Nothing you do is going to offend me or make me mad. I was just worried that you were trying to work your way away from me. Now that I know it's just that living with a bunch of lesbians finally corrupted you, I'm extattic. After all, this means I get to see you making out with girls."
Just as Ahsoka opened her mouth to say something, Barriss's tongue silenced her, except for a low moan that slipped out between their lips. However, after a second, Ahsoka pushed against Barriss's arms and Barriss pulled back.
"Thank you, Damian," Ahsoka smiled, tears leaking out of her eyes. "Thank you for not losing faith in me and for loving me no matter what."
"Always," Damian smiled, kissing her.
Ahsoka sighed, kissing him back, and Damian felt Barriss tugging at his hand. He glanced at her and smirked, pulling his hand back to slip his hands into both of Ahsoka's. Then, seeing that Damian had her hands held captive, Barriss's head descended on Ahsoka's breasts, Ahsoka moaning as Barriss began to worship her mounds, her hands slipping Ahsoka's top down to her waist before she skillfully unclasped Ahsoka's belt and slid Ahsoka's entire outfit down off of Ahsoka's legs, piling it on the floor, Barriss's panties joining Ahsoka's clothes immediately. As Barriss's hands trailed back up Ahsoka's legs, Barriss moved to tease Ahsoka's stiff nipples, alternating from one to the other and back several times before kissing Damian's cheek. He lifted his head and Barriss's lips met his, her tongue instantly darting into his mouth. Damian felt Ahsoka watching them as he kissed her back, but this time, he didn't sense any jealousy from her.
After several seconds, he pulled away and Barriss turned, kissing Ahsoka again, Ahsoka returning the kiss hungrily, whimpering slightly. Damian glanced down Ahsoka's body and realized Barriss's fingers were drawing designs on Ahsoka's inner thighs, Ahsoka's legs spread invitingly, but weren't giving Ahsoka what she wanted. He smiled, bending down and beginning to worship Ahsoka's breasts, as Barriss had, turning his head lightly to tease Barriss's own breasts every so often. As he did, He released one of Ahsoka's hands, moving his newly freed one down to tease her, as Barriss was doing. Barriss sensed Ahsoka's frustration as Barriss's free hand laced its fingers with Ahsoka's, and pulled back from the kiss, moving down to worship Ahsoka's free breast. Ahsoka moaned loudly, then whimpered, hips rocking slightly. Damian grinned. She was probably going to get mad if they teased her for much longer.
After a moment, Barriss and Damian both raised their heads, kissing again, neither of them holding back this time, and Ahsoka whined and thrust her hips, trying to shift their hands to a more favorable spot, only to fail and drop her hips back to the bed whimpering.
"Please," Ahsoka said finally. "Damian. Barriss. Please! Stop teasing me!"
Barriss smiled, pulling back from the kiss. "What do you think Damian? Should we give your wife what she wants?"
Dammian hummed thoughtfully for several seconds. "I suppose we can. She's been fairly patient so far."
Barriss grinned and both took turns kissing Ahsoka before returning to her breasts just as both slid their fingers to Ahsoka's slit. For a brief moment, two sets of fingers slid up and down through her slit, alternating their paths and curving around each other when they met. Then, Damian's fingers slid up to Ahsoka's clit while Barriss's fingers slipped inside of Ahsoka's tunnel. Ahsoka moaned loudly, her hips rolling against their hands desperately as Barriss began to set the pace with her thrusts, Damian matching her pace. Ahsoka moaned and cried, whimpered as the two of them skillfully worked her folds, rapidly and easily driving her closer and closer to her orgasm, only for them both to suddenly stop as she was about to crest, leaving her hovering, stunned and unfulfilled, on the edge. She blinked the stars out of her eyes then looked to the two of them as they grinned knowingly.
"I don't think it's fair that you're still dressed but Ahsoka's about to cum," Barriss said, pulling Damian's shirt up over his head. "I want you naked and fucking my brains out, nice and rough, just like the old days."
Damian chuckled as Barriss pulled his pants off, instantly taking his cock into her mouth, making him groan.
"No fair!" Ahsoka moaned. "You can't just leave me hanging!"
"Oh yes we can," Damian smiled. "Trust me, it'll be worth it."
Ahsoka groaned, watching as Barriss continued to bob her head on Damian's cock, her own eyes locking with Ahsoka's as a challenging smirk formed on Barriss's lips. Ahsoka huffed, pulling Barriss up off of Damian's cock, Damian groaning in protest, only for the noise to die in his throat as Ahsoka began to work his rod in her place. After a few seconds, he groaned loudly, gripping the sides of Ahsoka's head and pulling her up off of him, not wanting to spoil the fun too early. he sat up, kissing Ahsoka before pulling back and laying between Ahsoka's legs, beginning to lap up the fluid gushing out of her. Ahsoka moaned loudly before Barriss turned her head, capturing her lips and tongue in a hungry kiss. Ahsoka moaned again, beginning to rock her hips against Damian, only for him to pull away, kissing her thighs. She groaned as Barriss pulled her hand over. Ahsoka obediently slipped her hand between Barriss's thighs, beginning to work Barriss's clit quickly, slipping her fingers inside the Mirialan after a few seconds and earning a loud moan. Damian smiled, returning to lapping at Ahsoka's juices, focusing on her clit, while his left hand reached out and began to rub Barriss's clit quickly.
Both women moaned loudly, and Ahsoka grabbed Damian's head with her free hand, holding him in place as her cries began to grow more shrill and desperate. Damian knew she was about to cum, and hard, and he could tell from Barriss's own cries that she was right there as well. However, he pulled away from both, pulling Ahsoka's hand away from Barriss at the same time, both women groaning unhappily.
"That's...not fair!" Ahsoka moaned. "I'm so close!"
"Me too," Barriss moaned. "Fuck! Make us cum Damian!"
"Not yet," Damian said, lining himself up with Barriss's tunnel, since she was further from her climax than Ahsoka was, laying Barriss on top of Ahsoka. "I'm not letting either of you finish without me. That's just not fair. You too are having all the fun."
Barriss moaned as Damian filled her for the first time in over a decade. "Yes!"
Damian began to thrust into her slowly, being careful not to send her over the edge, and Barriss's moans began to grow louder and more desperate. Beneath Barriss, Ahsoka was struggling to keep herself in control. Instead of using her hands to finish herself off, as she desperately wanted to, she used them to roughly squeeze and grope Barriss's breasts, Barriss returning the favor in kind. Damian pulled out of Barriss suddenly as he felt her trembling around him, her voice shrill and weak, then pushed into Ahsoka, Ahsoka bucking and crying out in pleasure, very nearly finishing right then and there. Damian sighed, realizing that there was no chance of him finishing with them. They'd both been pushed to the point of no return. He smiled, pulling out until only his head remained inside of Ahsoka, then thrust back in before pulling out fully and shoving himself into Barriss roughly, slamming into her several times until he felt her about to snap. He pulled out, shoving into Ahsoka again and Ahsoka gasped harshly, face screwing up in anticipation.
"Please!" Ahsoka gasped. "Let me cum!"
Damian smiled, and kissed the back of Barriss's neck. Barriss took the hint and kissed Ahsoka hungrily, Ahsoka kissing her back just as Damian focused, speeding himself up with the Force and beginning to thrust into both girls alternatingly, pulling out of one and thrusting into the other three times in about a second before switching again. The effect was instant as both girls shrieked in surprise and pleasure, bucking and spasming, clinging to each other as he continued to fuck them both, their pussies contracting and spasming, their juices squirting out of them. However, moving so fast had a downside, as it sent Damian over the edge barely a few seconds after the two of them had finished. Damian shoved himself into Ahsoka's still orgasming pussy less than a second before his cock erupted, flooding Ahsoka, who cried out in pleasure again, reaching past Barriss to Damian and pulling him down ass he turned her head away from Barriss, allowing her to kiss Damian over Barriss's shoulder.
After a few more moments, all three settled from their climaxes and Ahsoka pulled back from her orgasm, struggling to regain her breath. Damian slipped out of her, still hard, and lay beside the two, slipping an arm under them as the other wrapped around them, holding the two against him.
"We're not...done yet," Ahsoka panted. "You're still...ready."
Damian smirked. "Just waiting for you to catch your breath."
Ahsoka narrowed her eyes at him, then smiled, kissing him. "I think I remember Barriss saying she likes it rough from you. Better give her what she wants."
"If I'm going to do that, I'll need a few seconds to get myself under control," Damian said.
Ahsoka shook her head, kissing him. "It's alright. You can finish inside her."
"You're sure?" Damian asked.
Ahsoka nodded. "As long as she promises to deal with it after."
"Don't worry," Barriss smiled. "Any time a guy finishes inside of me, I make sure to kill the sperm with the Force. I'll do the same this time."
"Then it's okay," Ahsoka smiled, kissing him.
Damian smiled, kissing Ahsoka back for several seconds before pulling back and getting up to his knees, lining himself up with Barriss. Then, he rammed himself in, immediately beginning to slam into her over and over, his hips connecting with her ass loudly every time as Barriss screamed and wailed in pleasure. Damian slapped Barriss's ass and she yelped, then moaned loudly. Damian shook his head, smirking. He had almost forgotten just how rough Barriss liked it. He actually kind of wondered how Riyo managed it.
"Harder!" Barriss pleaded.
Damian smirked, obliging at the same time as he collected her juices on three of his fingers then shoved them into her ass, rapidly working that hole as well.
"Oh God! Yeeessss!" Barriss cried out.
Damian glanced at Ahsoka, seeing her massaging Barriss's breasts, but Damian could feel that he wasn't going to outlast Barriss this time. Not as things were. He lifted Barriss with the Force, not slowing himself, and Ahsoka, instantly figuring out what Damian wanted, spun herself so that when Damian set Barriss back down, Ahsoka's mouth found her clit instantly, sucking harshly and nipping her small bundle of nerves. Barriss's back arched almost instantly and she cried out in pleasure, her hand moving to Ahsoka's slit and shoving three fingers into it, pumping them into her as furiously as Damian was working both of Barriss's holes. After a moment, he had an idea and pulled his fingers out of Barriss's ass. However, before she could complain, he had her lightsaber's hilt in hand, already slick with lube, and shoved it into her newly emptied asshole instead. Barriss yelped in surprise as the cold metal of her lightsaber's pommel penetrated her tight hole, much bigger than his fingers, but he began to pump it as fast as his dick was pumping into her pussy and her yelp was replaced by cries of lust and pleasure once again. Damian grit his teeth, struggling to hold out, and could sense that Ahsoka was getting close too. Fortunately, Barriss broke first.
"Oh my God!" Barriss suddenly shouted, gasping for breath before words began to fly from her mouth rapidly. "I'mcummingdon'tstop!I'mcummingdon'tstop! Don't...Oh..."
Her voice failed suddenly as her entire body locked up, her mouth open in a silent scream of rapture. The only movement was her tunnel suddenly spasming and clenching around Damian, rapidly driving him over the edge. Then, just as Damian felt his will snap, Barriss suddenly seemed to snap out of whatever spell was holding her motionless, jerking and bucking atop Ahsoka, still silent, but all but having a seizure from the sheer power of her orgasm. Her hand returned to its frantic thrusting in Ahsoka's tunnel and her fingers clenched, curling into her g-spot, hitting it on every thrust. By the time Damian's third shot of semen flooded into Barriss's spasming snatch, Ahsoka was crying out in pleasure as well, having orgasmed again as well. All three continued as they had been for several long seconds, extending each other's orgasm for nearly a minute before finally coming back down and collapsing into a pile of sweaty, panting, naked bodies, all three holding each other in the afterglow of their orgasm, and all three struggling to remember how to do anything but pant and feel the world spinning.
"Holy shit," Barriss finally wheezed, having screamed herself hoarse.
"Seconded," Ahsoka panted.
"I might sleep for a week now," Damian said, exhaustion beginning to seep into him now that he was finished.
"You can both visit me and Riyo's bed any time you want," Barriss smiled.
"Christ I forgot how hard it was to get you to stop thinking about sex," Damian groaned.
"Oh don't get me wrong," Barriss chuckled. "I probably couldn't even put out for Riyo right now. I'm burned. But after that, you two are welcome any time."
"We'll see," Ahsoka said, pushing herself up and flipping over so her head was between Barriss and Damian's. "Thank you for everything, Barriss."
"I was just being selfish," Barriss smiled.
Ahsoka smiled, kissing her for several long seconds before pulling away and kissing Damian as well. Once she pulled away, Damian heaved himself up, getting dressed, Ahsoka doing the same. Then, they headed back to their room to get cleaned up, again, before finally getting to work, at almost noon.
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