The Wedding Night

Any other girl in the galaxy might have giggled looking up at Anakin, soaked from head to toe, water running from his head down the braid on his right side, his white cloak clinging to his body and his still firm erection made no less obvious by the water. But Padmé felt nothing in her heart but complete and utter love, the sort that you cannot describe; if you know it you know it, if not, you are an object of great pity.

Looking down at Padmé, Anakin couldn’t help but let slip a hint of a smile, growing forth from the right corner of his lip. If he had any inhibitions about the traditional Noobian first night rituals before, they were dripping away with the rest of the water off of his body. Suddenly, breaking the trance the two lovers seemed to have entered, Saché and Yané reached up and gently removed the satin robe from Anakin leaving him standing naked before the foot of the bed. As this was happening the two girls closest to Padmé had reached across and pulled back her satin robe from the center so as to effectively leave her lying atop the robe with her naked body exposed to her partner as his is to her. Slowly and with out a word the girls coaxed Anakin up onto the bed so that he was kneeling between Padmé’s legs. He tried with all his might to hide his nervousness. He was now truly on unexplored territory and had no idea what he should do next let alone any idea what he was expected to do. This, however, was not a problem as Padmé was quite familiar with the ceremony.

She reached up with her right hand and, looking soothingly at Anakin, gently took his penis in her hand. Using her thumb and forefingers she began to roll his smooth foreskin back from over his head. Slowly, she pushed, feeling it give way ‘neath her loving touch, feeling the texture of his warm, firm and increasingly exposed head glide past under the edge of her thumb that hung back past the front boundary of the sheath. Continuing back Padmé stretched his foreskin just past the point where it began to tug the head down before stopping. The whole while Anakin was looking down at Padmé with the sort of look one might expect to find on the face of a Jedi who had just been run through with a lightsaber. The shock an awe at the wonderful intensity of what was happening to him was overcoming Anakin’s self control and it was all he could do to keep his mouth from flapping open. Breathing in slightly as he felt his foreskin being stretched back just before Padmé released it, Anakin closed his eyes for what seemed like the longest blink he had ever taken. As he did it seemed that all of his already acute senses were heightened ten fold. The splashes of each individual drop of rain bouncing out side the curtains in the doorway grew to explosions; the soft crackling of the logs on the hearth became as a stampede of banthas across the barren planes of Tatooine; the touches of each hand that was in contact with his body be felt to be reaching beneath his outer surface, deep with in him. Before he opened his eyes again Padmé felt a most peculiar sensation run through her hand and up her arm before she pulled her hand away. It was almost as if a warm, tingling electrical charge had begun to flow into her body. Puzzled she continued on, pulling her hands back and laying them palm up beside her head.

Opening his eyes again and seeing the new position Padmé had taken Anakin felt the hands of his four girls taking his sides and easing him into a horizontal position above Padmé. Stumbling in his uncertainty and hesitation he brought his hands up and slid them between Padmé and her companions to support his upper body. As he did, Padmé felt goose bumps ripple out from where the cold, wet metal of his right arm brushed against her side. Anakin was now positioned mere inches above her looking down into her eyes. With his head tilted down slightly, looking up, almost fearing to be caught in what might be a judging gaze, he leaned in and kissed her softly. His lips meeting hers so gently that it was only when their tongues ventured out to engage one another could they tell that they had met at all. As they kissed Anakin felt the hands of his attendants take firm hold of his smooth and muscular ass and begin to push it downwards, and the same time Padmé’s girls reaffirmed their holds on her shoulders and thighs.

As he sank lower and lower Padmé finally felt the warm head of her lover’s penis touch the outer lips of her moist pussy. Once again she began to feel the warm tingling feeling moving into her body, except this time starting from where the tip of his penis was caressing the outer lips of her waiting vagina. Warmed by this growing sensation she began to kiss Anakin deeper and deeper. Slowly he began to push himself forward, the muscles in his ass tightening, moving his hips in and pushing his long, hard dick past the outer barriers that it had been skirting.

As if in synchrony with his motions, at that moment a great clap of thunder burst above them, drowning out for an instant all other sounds one might have been hearing. The rumble of the great explosion went on for what seemed like an age as Anakin continued to slowly but surely insert himself into the waiting woman beneath him. His head slowly passed between the outer folds of skin, the lips dancing over it and then following it as the shape suddenly fell back into the skin covered shaft. Reaching the pert little hole that was the entrance to her vagina he continued on with his slow, steady motion. Despite her preparation and efforts to accept him, Anakin was little more than a centimeter in before the taper of his head began to wedge her virgin opening wider.

As the thunderclap was dying away Padmé gasped sharply as all of a sudden her insides were stretched far beyond anything she had previously experienced and her membrane of innocence was torn away. She breathed in deeply and losing her concentration, almost tried to wriggle away from the source of this unexpected pain. But she didn’t get far; the four girls lying beside her knew their job well and held her firmly in place as Anakin continued to slide into her.

His shaft was now entering her vagina, the big head continuing its push inwards. Through the tight opening to her body Padmé was acutely aware of each contour and texture of his penis as it was entering her; the lip at the back of the head, the rippled skin where it joined just behind, every vein that graced its surface; all of these Padmé was experiencing as individual experiences. Anakin too was increasingly aware of his own anatomy as it passed inside of her but his attention was held primarily by the textures of the inside of his lover; the tight opening stretching back the skin of his penis as it entered, the rippled rings of muscle encircling his head as it slid past. Both were completely taken by surprise at the sheer level of feeling from the experience.

Padmé was now taking deep, rapid breaths, partially from the pain of her first sexual experience but also from the ecstasy that gripping her body and mind. Still being held down, with her hands lying beside her head she lay with her back arched, each breath her chest heaving upwards, pushing her breasts up and accenting every curve of her body. She had her eyes closed, turning herself over to her other senses; the taste of her lover’s mouth on her tongue, the sound of the storm beating down on the lake around them, the smell of the fire on the hearth and the feeling of the Jedi within her.

As Anakin’s push reached its deepest point he felt the soft lips of Padmé’s pussy grace the base of his penis. Easing off, he slowly began the outward slide of his first thrust into his new partner. As he began to pull himself out he felt the skin of his penis being pulled up by the tightness that encircled it but with each passing breath that she took it seemed to become a little less stretched. Not so much loser for it remained tight around him, but it seemed to him, and accurately so, that it was beginning to stretch out to accommodate him. Had he known more of such matters he might have given credit to the Noobian’s ability to prepare for and so quickly adapt to the requirements of their first night. But since as a Jedi such matters were never discussed at any length, the thought never occurred to him. All he could do in the situation was to follow his instinct.

He allowed his muscled body to flow through its motions with out trying to control it; his strong chest and arms propping him up above Padmé, his flat stomach tight and firm, regulating the motion of his hips in unison with his beautiful, slim ass. He breathed deeply as he continued his outward slide. His penis finally reached the mouth of Padmé’s pussy once again and Anakin stopped, leaving his head just inside of her. Pausing, looked intently at the expression on Padmé’s face. Slowly she opened her eyes and gazed up at him. With out opening his mouth Anakin asked Padmé’s permission to continue. Smiling, she nodded and reached up, taking hold of his waist she pulled him back into her.

Seeing that both partners were completely into the act, and now that the rights of each to first pleasure from the other had been satisfied, the girls released their holds and began to take on a more involved roll. Each girl around Padmé reached over and began to run their hands over her body. One hand on each breast, gently squeezing, caressing, rubbing, teasing and playing with her nipples; two hands on her stomach, tracing the contours of her muscles, feeling the curves of her waist and exploring her naval; and two hands beginning to explore her crotch, working their way down, rubbing closer and closer to where Anakin’s penis was now beginning to slide rhythmically in and out of her.

Anakin’s assistants were also beginning to let themselves indulge in his body. Their hands had left their places and were now beginning to explore the body they had been lusting to have free reign on since they had undressed him. Over his strong shoulders they roamed, down his front over his chest, playing with his delicate nipples, some hands worked over his muscular back, down over his ass, squeezing it and pinching it gently, the hands on the front continuing to slide over his smooth skin, two now venturing to experience his defined stomach. The exploration of their bodies by so many eager hands only served to heighten Padmé and Anakin’s euphoria.

As thunder continued to shake the building around them and the flashes of lightening lit the room for brief instants, Anakin continued to move his 7 inch penis with in the warm confines of Padmé’s vagina. With each stroke the two of them seemed to understand the other a little better, making small changes to their movements each time. Each stoke was a new experience for the other and each could feel the heat from the other growing as they continued.

What had started as a tingling in her groin had now spread through out Padmé’s entire middle section. It seemed to be growing in intensity along with the passion between the two lovers and Padmé began to wonder what sort of Jedi magic was engulfing her body. Anakin, however, was completely unaware of any force leaving his body in this way. The hands of the other girls now began to venture further and further, finally reaching their ultimate goal of the couple’s genitals.

Padmé gasped once more as the index finger of Eirtaé found her now swollen clitoris. All ready well lubricated with the glistening fluids flowing from Padmé’s insides Eirtaé had no trouble beginning to massage this sensitive little pleasure point. As for Anakin he immediately felt the result as Padmé’s pussy began to twitch with pleasure around him as he was gliding in and out of her. His breathing deepened as he fought to control himself despite this new pleasure.

On Anakin’s body it was Saché who slid her hand between the legs of the young newly wed to take hold of his bare scrotum. She began to gently massage his balls between her fingers, being very careful to use only enough pressure to excite and stimulate him, never going any further.

As the ten bodies continued to intertwine, Anakin and Padmé began to realize that eventually this whole experience was going to come to an explosive end. The wonderful signals being sent to them by their bodies were growing in intensity and to their chagrin they could tell that this rapture could not go on indefinitely.

Padmé’s pussy had now completely accepted its new role in accommodating Anakin’s respectable size and was no longer in any discomfort. As such Padmé was beginning, admittedly with some coaxing from the surprisingly skilled fingers of Eirtaé, to push not only her chest up to meet Anakin’s firm but gentle thrusts but her hips and pelvis, taking as much of his length into her body as she could manage.

Presently, a gust of wind blew through the window and doorway, throwing the silk curtains off to the sides in a great blast. The rain cooled air from some higher elevation raced over the bodies on the bed, its contrast to their fiery skin sending ripples of goose bumps across them one by one. None of them seemed to mind, if anything the sudden chill served to heighten the experience for each of them. As its final act before being swallowed up again by the thick, warm air that prevailed, the gust swept the many candles in the room, stifling all of them and leaving only the waning fire burning on the hearth as a source of light. The curtains settled back into their positions, hanging so as to block the splashes of rain that were trying to make their way into the room.

Padmé and Anakin continued their intimate dance atop the beautiful canopy bed as lightening once again lit the room. With the candles no longer burning the brightness of the flash was accentuated. The bluish white light gave for an instant an eerie glow to the party as they intertwined with one another before it vanished and they once again fell into the dim lighting of the fire. As the thunder clapped Eirtaé took her hand from Padmé’s clit allowing the other girls a chance to try their hand at the senator’s swollen gland. She sensuously dragged her wet fingers up over Padmé’s body, before taking them into her mouth. Savoring each drop of the senator’s lubrication she licked her fingers clean before returning her hand to Padmé’s breast, using her fingers, which were still wet but now with her own saliva, to entice the woman’s nipple.

Still behind Anakin, Nadi had begun to massage his shoulders as he lowered and raised himself with each stroke in and out of his love. Feeling the warmth inside of him growing, he leaned down just that little bit further bringing his lips once more into contact with Padmé’s. They began to kiss more passionately than ever, their lips pressing hard against the other’s, their tongues exploring the most inner regions of each other’s mouths. Lowering his pelvis slightly Anakin began to make shorter and shorter stokes into Padmé, leaving himself deeper with in her each time. Padmé assisted in this, pushing her pelvis further up wards each time.

She could feel the thick head of his penis now pressing against the upper end of her vagina. The tightness around him conveying to her the exact shape as it moved with in her. Both were beginning to feel the energies with in them growing. Padmé could now not only feel the force flowing forth into her from Anakin’s penis, but another sensation beginning to creep outwards from where her clitoris was being massaged by the girls. Inside of Anakin he could feel the warmth growing around the base of his dick and with in his balls as they were being rubbed so soothingly.

All parties were now completely working in unison, having come together as if they were not 10 separate people pleasuring one another but a single entity pleasuring itself. Continuing to kiss each other with previously unseen passion, Padmé and Anakin began to feel their own and each other’s climaxes approaching. Neither knew what to expect from either the other or themselves but some instinct told them that what was about to come was going to change everything they knew about pleasure.

The girls could also feel the tension building with in the couple. Taking the cue, they stepped up their efforts, working harder and harder to stimulate them. Faster and faster the ten moved, losing themselves in their ecstasy more and more with every passing second. Padmé was now no longer arching her back, pushing out her breasts and thrusting her pelvis up in rhythm with Anakin’s motions but leaving them that way not wanting him to pull out of her. Anakin could feel the tight insides of her vagina gripping his penis, trying desperately to pull him deeper into her for longer with each thrust. And as the thrusting goes, Anakin was now putting the most power he had yet dared into his stabs deep with in his lover. Had Padmé’s complete and utter enthrallment with what he was doing not been so obvious he may have worried about hurting her, but by her body language one could easily tell that was not the case at all. With her hips up she was also increasing the pressure between her girl’s fingers and her clitoris, a pressure that relentlessly coursed through her body. Anakin too was beginning to feel a marked increase in the pressure being applied to his balls by the previously gentle hands that were fondling them. Although the pressure added a small element of discomfort it also served to drive him harder and fast, to thrust as if he was doing so in an attempt to get away from the firm grip on his loins.

The girls were beginning to shift their eyes now, back and forth between themselves and the couple, watching for signs of what was coming, and silently communicating their own pleasure with the situation to one another. Anakin continued thrusting in and out as the strokes began to flow together, faster and faster until finally he felt something with in his groin beginning to change. Something was happening and before he could figure out what it was he felt a sudden surge of energy and sensation exploding into his body.

The explosion seemed to start out slowly at first but shortly began to expand, bigger and bigger, flowing out through his body from somewhere deep inside of him. His muscles began to tighten in a ripple that flowed outward with the surge of energy in his body. It wasn’t long before he felt something burning down the length of his penis; hot, liquid, but something else as well; a tingling surge that he had only felt before when trying to use the force to move something that could not be moved. Watching Anakin intently Padmé was aware that he was reaching climax, seeing in him a similar reaction to what her sister’s husband had exhibited on their first night. But despite this recognition she was in no way prepared for the rapture that was about to encompass the couple. She was suddenly stuck by a massive increase in the tingling sensation that had been present and growing slowly ever since they had started. The new feeling however was more intense and seemed to penetrate her on a deeper level. Her whole body began to feel lighter and despite the best efforts of the 8 girls to hold them in their places the couple slowly began to rise just above the sheets of the bed. Not so much a levitation, rather as the way a wisp of fog might float above a grassy field on a summer morning. This was followed shortly after by a rush of what felt like burning hot (but in reality was only quite warm) fluid flowing into her. It rapidly filled up the little space that was available with in her, as Anakin’s dick was pressed as deep into her as the two could possibly manage, and began to flow into her deeper regions. Gasping with pleasure she began to feel contractions with in her own body; an immediate spasming of the muscles in her vagina, flowing out to include her outer pussy and, deeper in, her uterus, shortly after passing down into her legs and up into her abdomen, her chest and her arms and head. The two of them remained locked together, their bodies rigid with their intense orgasms as Anakin continued to fill Padmé with his semen until she thought she would utterly burst.