Pre-story notes:
Just pretend Aaylas dialogue sounds French, idk
Also nsfw warning for the whole thing
If u guys want more aayla stories just let me know along w any praises or critiques
Different sections of the story will be marked with —- if you wanna get right to the action
Setting: Meridian
Pertains to Clone Wars season 1 episodes 13&14
Enjoy, I guess. I regret writing this but I don't want to delete it so here you go.
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A Long Time Ago In A Galaxy Far Far Away…
Aayla Secura, Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano, and a few clones have crashed onto the surface of a remote planet; with Anakin injured, the others journeyed to seek out inhabitants who could heal him. A while later, they finally come across a village of Leamurans, small but intelligent lemur-like aliens, colonizers from a war torn world hoping to escape the Clone Wars…
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Aayla watched as Ahsoka, Bly, and a Leamuran healer scampered into the tall grass back where they came from, retracing their steps back to where Anakin and Rex were resting. She stood tall over the locals, who were gathered around her in a circle, gazing up at her slender figure with their orange colored eyes; Her astonishing eyes, purple glossed lips, smooth blue skin, toned stomach, twin head tails, and other large assets that were still confined beneath her semi torn leggings and top. Turning to face the elder of the village, she asked,
"Is there a place I can rest? I've been running through the night."
"Of course," the elder responded. "We are always accommodating to those as magnificent and beautiful as yourself!"
Touched by the comment, she followed him as he led her, with the crowd following in her wake, to a round, pod-like hut in the center of the village. Holding up the cloth hanging over the doorway for her, she entered into the hollow abode, him letting the makeshift door fall shut behind him. The crowds watched as it swung closed, hoping to catch another glimpse of her.
She and the elder conversed for a while, him supplying her with plenty of purple and pink fruits to eat while they chatted. While she averted her stunning eyes to bite into another piece of each juice filled delecacies, the elder's eyes would quickly lower to her amazing cleavage, which would raise and lower with each breath. He smiled, for as she continued to consume the delicious food, water dripping from them, his mind continued to fantasize about her.
Aayla knew this well, the force emanating his thoughts to her; while usually she wouldn't let this last for even a second, she had just survived a crash, was weary from struggle, and hadn't seen her secret lover for a long time, so she decided to let herself go for once. She continued to seductively entice him with her words, her subtle body movements that all twilek women knew how to do, to drive him insane with lust.
After a long time conversing, she asked to stay in his hut and rest for the night, knowing full well that he was running hot as Tatooine in his primitive garbs, sweat dripping off his face. He agreed and left, though she knew he would be back, perhaps to be a peeping Tom. She smiled, remembering the last time someone had been that crazy about her.
She began to slowly strip, first removing her top; her large breasts slipped out from the confining bra which held them. The jugs bounced a little as they hung in the cool air of the hut, the smooth supple blue orbs turning purple at the tips. She gave them a shake, snickering to herself, imagining how raving the elder would be when he saw them. Standing, she slid off her leggings; it took a little bit of effort to slide them around her large rear, but finally they slid down, letting her ass spring free, jiggling in the warmth of the hearth that was burning in the middle of the hut. The blue cheeks were round, smooth and could definitely be described as naturally gained through dedicated exercise both in the temple training rooms and through her excellent twilek genes. She continued to remove her pants, sliding them past her thick thighs, and finally tossed everything to the side.
She gazed at herself in a mirror leaning against the wall of the round hut, admiring herself. Let the others take their time getting here, she thought as she grasped one of her breasts in one hand as she slid it down her midriff, traced it around her belly and down to her womanhood. She raised her hand and played with herself with the force, massaging the spot with her mind. Quiet moans leaked out as she closed her eyes in ecstasy as she felt the force flow through her slit and through her body. She laid down onto a mat placed for her on one side of the room and continued for a while until she drifted off to sleep.
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She woke to the sound of slurping and the feeling of slimy saliva at her lower entrance. She raised herself on her elbows and looked down to see the elder leamuran tracing his tongue around it, her thick muscular thighs spread apart and he seemed ready to bury himself in between them. His tongue was thin and seemed very short as he traced it around her lower lips, teasing her with surprising expertise. She smiled.
"You sure are good at pleasing a woman" she cooed, massaging a breast as she hung her head back, taking in the sensation.
"I've never been with a twilek before." He admitted meekly as he gazed up at her gargantuan milk jugs, wrapping his small arms around her hot legs as he got his face closer to her zone.
The licking and prodding continued for a couple minutes until she could bear it no longer.
"You have my permission to enter me." She informed seductively, and laid on her back with her arms at her side.
"As you wish master Jedi." He acknowledged.
Little did she know that his tongue was not as short as he made it seem, as he was keeping most of it inside his mouth. 9 inches of leamuran mouth worm slipped out and shot right into her hole. She arched her back, immediately caught off guard by the sudden length of saliva dripping tongue now wiggling around inside her.
"Aauughhoooh" she groaned in surprise, her eyes locked to the ceiling as he continued his assault.
His tongue swirled and coiled, moved back in forth, him enjoying himself as he watched the seemingly emotionally controlled Jedi lurching and writhing under his spell on his bed in sex-fueled euphoria. She couldn't contain herself and she reached her hands above her head to grab something, hold onto anything that she could stabilize herself with as her insides began to melt. She felt her stomach tremble, saliva and her own fluids leaking out of her hole at an increasing rate, his hands stroking her powerful shaven legs, her funbags shifting up & down & all around. He increased his licking speed, even pulling out every now and then to quickly mop up any excess flow and dive swiftly back in. Just as it seemed that she was getting a handle of this new sensation, his hand squirmed in between her massive ass flaps and found her other entrance and quickly began pumping three of his four fingers in and out.
"Aaauuugh" she roared as she arched her back again, her jugs flopping back towards her neck, her eyes shut with the pressure.
A wave began to build up inside of her; she never came for anyone first, but she lost all control to the seemingly weakest of life forms, and he knew it. Coiling, writhing, squirming, sliding, she was at his will. She planted her feet on the ground and raised her legs slightly to stabilize herself, only allowing him a better angle in which to bury himself in her. Through the slurps and her grunting, she could hear him giggling as his hands grappled with her butt, lifting them up and smacking them with force, barely able to get a handful of her massive cheeks with his small hands. She wondered what the council would think, seeing her in such a state; she wouldn't be embarrassed to be caught, just that she'd be caught with such a seemingly weak individual like a leamuran, using her amazing body like a lollipop. She imagined them standing over her, watching her getting eaten out; it drove her into an even crazier frenzy. The elder went into overdrive, spanking her profusely as his tongue filled up her chasm. He continued to giggle at the once powerful warrior now felled to a simple technique he taught himself; these Jedi act so tough, but some simple oral stimulation would bring them to their knees. If only the irony was as sweet as Aayla's juices.
The once mighty Jedi was now being rocked by waves of the oncoming release, at the mercy of the small fellow. Panting and now completely out of control of her own body, she locked her eyes to the thatched roof to maintain the last amount of focus she had left to remain from slipping into a stupor. She reached her arms out to the sides to brace herself as she released a massive load with a gasp, all sucked like a living vacuum into the elders mouth. He retracted his tongue, using his fingers to wipe some remaining liquid off her pelvis and wiped it on his clothes, which remained fully on the whole time. He had managed to dominate her for a solid 30 minutes and didn't even have to take his garments off; she'd be impressed if she wasn't panting for air.
He smirked through his scruffy white beard, satisfied that he had done good work.
"You're quite the noisy one, master Jedi" he commented, dabbing a handkerchief around his mouth. "if you're skilled as much as you're loud, you could probably have enslaved the entire galaxy to your bedside."
She was half offended, half impressed as her body heaved on the bed mat, her eyes still locked to the ceiling, still regaining breath. Her womanhood was tingling, her ass stung from the consistent smacking and prodding, her legs ached from being planted for so long, her head tails were strung in opposite directions. She shifted her gaze from the roof to him, noticing his hands were in his pants; she could sense his mind was soaking in the image before him, a stunning and sexy woman wowed by his gifts, bare and clothless on his floor, her breasts jiggling with every micro movement of every muscle.
"That was the best release I've had in a long time" she purred, turning him on even more. "how can I ever repay you?"
She knew exactly where this was going.
He dropped his robes to reveal his small size, although she wasn't surprised since all mens length was proportional to their height, in exception to a few species or genetic modification. She smiled at him as her breathing slowed.
"I see. Come, I am ready"
He hobbled over, his mind becoming more nervous.
"I'm sorry, master Jedi" he mumbled. "I know I'm not as impressive in stature as some others you may have had with you."
"Size matters not, a wise man once told me" she chided. "He reminds me of you actually, in more ways than one." She winked.
He smiled and got down on his knees near her still recovering south entrance.
"Not there," she said, smiling. "You've proven your skills there enough."
She pressed together her massive boobs as she gazed at him, her eyes piercing his.
"You're needed elsewhere."
As in a trance, his eyes glued to her mounds as he got up, stepped over her fluctuating stomach and sat just beneath her blimps. She let out a couple girding moans as he stuck his short staff in between them and began to jerk back and forth. She pursed her lips as he pumped her, small smacking noises emanating from them.
Outside, people gathered in silence and peeped through cracks in the wall to witness their leader bang a literal goddess. They couldn't help but touch themselves as the elder fulfilled his wildest dreams.
He closed his eyes in bliss and ramped up the speed. She let out satisfied moans as he thrusted to his heart's content; letting her head rest against the ground, she closed her eyes and let him do his thing, taking in the sounds, smells, and sensations of being the best boob fuck this guy's ever had. 10 minutes in, he really ramped up the pace, and put his tongue back into action; it lowered and began to swirl around her left tit, covering it in saliva and worming around like a snake. Her small moans became sensual groans as her smile turned to a lust induced frown. It then jumped to the right one and did the same, alternating between them. Using her forearm, she lowered one hand to her womanhood and began to rub, turning her on even more. Her eyes still shut, she began to sway with his thrusts, egging him closer to climax. His yelps became longer as he slid his long tongue down into her cleavage, swaying along with her as it explored her shifting twin masses of milk meat. He was close.
Using her other forearm to hold her jugs in place, she reached her other hand around and underneath him to rub his balls which were already in hyperdrive. Finally, after a couple of more minutes of thrusting, she gave her boobs a good clap, sending him over the edge. He gave way to a small spurt in between them, panting heavily; he fell back, laying on top of her, his head against her pelvis, his feet dangling over her forearms. She glanced down to the small trail of juice seeping out from her cleavage, like a small brook from a canyon, and smiled.
She rolled gently to the side, letting him slide off onto his floor mat. She laid next to him for a while, gazing over his small figure, stroking him softly as he recovered. She imagined that such a small being would've had a heart attack from working so hard for so long, so she was partly thankful it was over.
As he regained composure, he put his tongue into action one again; it slid up to her stomach, swirling around her belly button, clothing it in stickiness, before slipping it inside. Aayla was curious but entertained as she let him continue, feeling the little crevice soaking. She continued to pump him, feeling it get harder. He shifted his position, now burying his face into her pelvis as his tongue moved out of her navel and down towards her crotch. It snaked over her hole, making her moan softly, through the cavity between her cheeks and to her other hole. Just realizing what he was about to do, she released a gasp as his tongue entered her butt, accidentally squeezing his mast a bit hard. This urged him on, moving his arms to grasp her waistline as he continued to work.
"Mmmmph" she grunted as she continued to stroke, shutting her eyes from the sensation. She would definitely have to tell Shaak-Ti about this, maybe teach her a thing or two.
Making sure to not crush him under her tremendous weight, she rolled onto her stomach, spreading her hot thighs for him. Now fully underneath her, he was practically being squished between her and the bed mat; the onlookers outside lost sight of him as he disappeared underneath her, slightly shocked.
"Uuugh" she groaned, gritting her teeth as he increased speed, her cheeks jiggling as he wiggled his tongue side to side as it entered her. She began to pant once again, feeling a drip of cum on her stomach from his erection which was poking into her midriff.
The town was now completely encircled around the main hut, pining for a glimpse at their elder dominating the hottest stranger to ever come across their colony. There were murmurs about maybe running in there and grabbing a piece of her for themselves, implying a massive party with the Jedi as the main dish, but without their elder's approval, they stayed put. Besides, she had the force, if she wanted to she could blow their town to smithereens.
Aayla once again felt a wave building up inside her, deciding to not hold it back. Rocking her body back and forth, her ass bounced and bounced over his face, powerful legs shifting around his head. Finally, minutes later, she released another massive load; this time, with his tongue elsewhere, the tidal explosion covered his face in whiteness as it erupted from her crotch and all over his head and the bed mat around him. She panted, smiling, knowing that twileks were known for always having the best orgasms, and this guy just got a face full of it.
She rolled off of him, her tits shifting into the proper upright position, having gotten a bit dirty from resting off the mat and against the dirt floor. Her back door was on fire, still leaking saliva from his probing; he hadn't retracted his tongue yet, leaving it sprawled across the floor while he gasped for air, twilek juice dribbling down his face and beard. She maintained her composure as with a final moan, she came again, letting the euphoria of the past hour finish her off. This one was not as powerful, but was like a plug being pulled from a drain to let the last amounts of water out of a container.
"Mmmmm" she smiled, lips closed as she let her eyes fall shut, feeling the last of her essence flow out of her.
She laid there for a little while longer with him, letting her light blue skin be embellished in the glow of the hearth, still crackling with life. The shadow of her on the wall behind her was cause enough to get him on all over again as he began to recover, glancing over at her as she basked in the warmth, breasts jutting towards the ceiling; he slowly managed to retract his tongue while trying to calm his heartbeat, knowing full well that he had nearly crossed the line for a man his age.
Aayla slid a hand up to slowly massage a nipple, feeling how full it was. During love making, twilek women always get a surge of milk generation, so they felt full and supple. She considered nursing him to release some of the build up, but he was barely able to breath through his mouth, so she shot down the idea. Perhaps she could contact her secret lover again when she got back to Coruscant, or maybe ask Bly for a favor when they found a ship. Whatever the case, she was sure that she'd find a way to release soon.
She got up, sliding her leggings over her juicy ass, making sure to wipe off the drool that had accumulated on her thigh; she thought for a second to maybe practice her thigh job technique on him, but decided against it seeing his heart was already nearly beating out of his chest and that he had probably used most of his load already. Shoving her breasts into her small top, she bent down to grab his garment and adorn him with them.
"They'll be back soon, my love" she whispered.
He slowly got up, shaking off the dirt and the weariness.
Catching his breath, he looked up at her.
"Master Jedi, may invite you to stay for a while after your fellow friends have found a ship?"
She smirked.
"Perhaps I will visit from time to time." She pondered. "You can't find a man with your tongue skills anywhere in the Inner Rim. Or perhaps I should kidnap you and take you with me."
She smirked as he chuckled, sensing with the force that he was seriously considering her offer.
She made her way through the cloth door and stepped into the pavilion to see the entire village jerking themselves around her. Perhaps those fruit he was feeding her blocked her from sensing the others outside the tent. Nevertheless, they were seemingly in a trance, eyes glued to her body as they seemed zombified in their actions. She was partly shocked, partly impressed as she decided to alleviate them from their lust. Pulling up her top, she let her massive jugs bust free as she heard gasps from them and the sounds of a crowd of sticky noises coming from the sea of commoners. After a minute of gazing over the awe struck village, she raised her hands and communed with the force.
"You will forget all that you have witnessed between me and your elder." She spoke. "You will forget all that has transpired since I first walked into that hut."
The villagers stopped, their eyes glazing over. Quickly shoving her breasts back into her top, giving them a good jiggle, they suddenly came to, looking at one another in confusion.
"What just happened?"
"How did I get here?"
"I swear I was just in my house a second ago."
The crowd dispersed, leaving her alone as she stood proudly over the town she had come to find enjoyment in. Maybe if she ever found herself in this sector again, she'd let them all have a piece of her. She chuckled at the thought, 50 small townsfolk lining up for their portion of the sexiest Jedi in the galaxy.
No matter; as she felt the other drawing near, she looked back to the elder as he exited his abode and joined her.
"I will never forget this, master Jedi." He whispered.
"Neither will I." She whispered back. "Oh…"
She leaned down right into his ear, her lips practically caressing them.
"Call me Aayla."
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To be continued?
