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“No. Mesa no tink so.”

“Maybe I should see if I can suck more of the goo out.”

Before Jar Jar could protest, she bent over and took his semi-erect penis in her mouth. Jar Jar could not believe his eyes. As Amidala sucked on his sensitive member, it twitched to life and started to grow again. Amidala felt it grow in her mouth and redoubled her efforts and it grew even more quickly until it was fully erect again.

Amidala looked up at Jar Jar. “I must apologize. I seem to have caused your condition to return. Forgive me. Is there anything else that can be done?”

“Mesa only know one ting ta try, but mesa can no askin yousa to do dis.”

“Whatever it is, just let me try.”

“Yousa sure yousa wantin to do dis for my? Yousa might not be likin it.”

“It’s the least I can do for you. What do I do?”

“Alls females haven dis especial opening dat ifin mesa put dis into, it feels mooie better.”

“What opening?”

“Yousa hafta taken all da garment tings off so mesa can get yousa opening ready for helpin my.”

Jar Jar held his breath. He wasn’t sure how she would react to this.

“I hope this works,” she said simply.

She stood up next to Jar Jar and pulled her orange hooded top off over her head. Underneath, she had a matching colored bra covering her breasts. She untied the sash at her waist and pulled down her skirt and stepped out of it. She stood there in front of Jar Jar her orange underwear contrasting sharply against her pale skin. She had never undressed in front of a man before and she enjoyed watching Jar Jar’s obvious interest in her body. It gave her a strange feeling of power that she could have this kind of effect on a man. It also aroused her even more to have a man enjoying watching her as she undressed. She took off her bra, freeing her small perfectly shaped breasts. Her nipples, already erect by her aroused state, hardened even more as the cool air hit them. She then slowly pulled her panties over her hips and let them fall to the ground.

“Now what do I do?” the naked queen asked.

“Mesa got to gets yous right ready. Yousa hafta lie down.”

Jar Jar got up off the bench, his erection pointing straight out from his body. The queen lay on the vacated bench.

“If my hurtin yousa, let mesa knowin it.”

Jar Jar reached down with his hand and placed it on her breast. Amidala closed her eyes. Her skin was so soft. He squeezed lightly. He had never felt anything so soft and sensuous in his life. He continued to massage her breast, and started to rub her nipple between his fingers. Such an odd hardness in the middle of her soft breast Jar Jar thought. He flicked his long tongue over her nipples enjoying their texture.

“Mmmm. What are you doing up there? Aren’t you supposed to be getting my opening prepared?”

“Mesa just adjustin da nobbies here to get yous ready down dere. Mesa gettin down dere soon.”

Jar Jar continued to work over one breast then the other until both nipples were completely erect. Amidala felt a tingling in her nipples which seemed to spread and add to the fire she felt in her loins. She had never felt so aroused before. Jar Jar let his hands roam down her smooth flat tummy and playfully licked her navel. He continued to make his way down her body and nuzzled her pubic hair. The queen shifted slightly and spread her legs to give Jar Jar better access. He ran his hands up and down her creamy white thighs, enjoying their softness. Her opening was already wet with her fluids which were dripping down the insides of her thighs. Jar Jar moved his face close to her glistening slit, inhaling her musky scent. She held her breath as Jar Jar explored her most intimate areas, unsure of what he would do. Still a tiny part of her felt that she should stop, but her lustful curiosity and raging hormones got the better of her as she spread her thighs even more. Jar Jar tentatively stuck out his tongue and started to lick along her slit. Amidala shuddered with the new sensations he was creating.

Jar Jar looked up. “Yousa be hurtin?”

Amidala opened her eyes and looked down at Jar Jar waiting between her legs.

“No, I’m fine. Just keep doing what you have to do.” She looked down at his erection. “It looks like you really need to get that swelling down so keep going.”

Jar Jar started licking again, up and down her slit. His long tongue probed her, moving along into crevasses and over a little knob at the top. He found her more responsive when he worked his tongue over the little knob. He would flick it lightly and then would slowly run the entire length of his long tongue over it, then play with it with the tip of his tongue. He felt a tingling coming from her clitoris as he continued to stimulate it. Amidala was awash with waves of pleasure that started at her clitoris and radiated through her pelvis. She could feel a rising tide of pleasure rising inside of her, growing and building. She had no idea of where it would end, but the sensations were heavenly. As Jar Jar continued to work her with his tongue, he reached up with his hands and massaged her breasts, pinching the nipples. The combination of his probing tongue and the sensations from her nipples put her over the edge and the waves of her orgasm rushed through her body.

“Oh, oh, oh yes, oh yes, oh, oh, oh , nggggggggggggggg!” she moaned incoherently as she came, grabbing the back of Jar Jar’s head and grinding her hips into his face. He continued to work her clitoris and nipples until the last waves of her orgasm washed over her.

Her breathing slowed as she came down from her heights of ecstasy and she opened her eyes.

“What was that?” she asked.

“Mesa thinks dat da sign yousa ready my tink.”

“Ah yes, your preparations almost made me forget. We still have to treat you.” She opened her thighs as she looked at Jar Jar’s swollen penis. “It looks even worse than before. I think I’m ready to minister to your needs.”

Jar Jar knelt between her pale soft thighs and leaned forward placing the tip of his penis between the velvety lips guarding the entrance to her womanhood. He slid easily in, until he met some resistance and stopped. The feeling of his male hardness at her entrance made her want more.

“Push it in further,” she urged him.

She was so aroused and wet that he had little problem sliding his bulbous head past the hymen into her vagina. He then slid out part way and pushed slowly back in, back and forth until he had his penis completely buried in her tight virginal opening. She was so wet and tight and hot, it felt like his member was in a velvet vise, holding him inside of her. After the initial discomfort when he penetrated her chaste tunnel, the queen relished the feeling of being filled by this hot stiff shaft of flesh. It was like a missing piece had been fit back into place, filling a void and making her feel whole. Jar Jar withdrew until his shaft was almost completely out, then slowly eased it back in. Slowly he increased the tempo, each time pulling out so that she could feel the whole length of his penis sliding in and out of her dripping hole. As he increased the pace, the knobby surface of the Gungun penis stimulated her further. Jar Jar continued to hammer her tight opening, his balls slapping her bottom. The queen started to feel waves of pleasure building again, but this time it was deeper and in tempo with the thrusting penis deep inside of her. She had never felt such sensations and wondered how she had lived so long deprived of such pleasure. Jar Jar looked down on Amidala’s face, eyes tightly closed her mouth open and gasping with pleasure. He used his long tongue to alternatively flick her nipples. This sent shocks of electricity down to her pulsing vaginal walls. As Jar Jar pounded his penis into her deepest recesses the sensation overwhelmed her and pushed her higher and higher until her body was wracked with her thunderous orgasm.

“Oh, ah ah AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” she screamed as she came.
As Amidala thrashed about with her orgasm, her face drawn back in ecstasy, Jar Jar felt the pressure building again in his balls and couldn’t hold back anymore. He drove his erection harder and deeper into her tight lubricated opening and grunted as he erupted deep inside of her. He spurted and spurted until it overflowed and came leaking out of her and dripped onto the bench below.

Spent with his efforts, he collapsed on top of Amidala. She opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. Jar Jar’s shrinking penis slipped out of her gaping dripping hole.

“Are you ok?” she asked Jar Jar.

Jar Jar lifted himself off of the naked queen and looked down at her beautiful body.

“Oyi, mooie-mooie, I luv yous. Yousa da best.”

Amidala followed his gaze down and looked at his much smaller member. “I think it looks better now.”

“Yousa right. Mesa mooie bettah tanks to yous.”

Jar Jar sat at the end of the bench next to her legs as the queen raised herself up on one elbow.
“Well, now that I know how to treat your problem, if you need help with it again, I will assist you.”

Jar Jar looked down at her and smiled. He definitely would want to be treated by her again and again.

“Yousa berry nice. Dis kinda ting keepin comin back. Mabee sometime every day me tinks.”

The queen reached down and tenderly touched his shrunken penis, covered with their combined love juices.

“Unfortunately we must go to Tatoonie and it may be several weeks before we can return you to your people for proper treatment,” Amidala stated gravely. “Until then, if I must treat you every day or even several times a day, I will consider it my duty. It is the least I can do for someone who helped save us.” She said with a wicked smile.