Ahsoka Embraces Barriss

Ahsoka’s mind raced with the echoes of her Jedi teachings, the warnings against attachment, the emphasis on maintaining control and being a servant to the greater good of the Galaxy…

But what about the greater good for herself? Was it really so wrong to have attachments? What of her relation to Master Plo Koon? To Anakin? To the clones? To… to Barriss? What had following the Jedi way ever brought Ahsoka, and even the entire Galaxy anything but misery? Was it so wrong to love? To desire? To want to be desired?

When Ahsoka found her eyes locked with Barriss’s, the blue portals into her very soul reflecting back at Ahsokas own blue iris’s, she had her answer. And her body did the talking for her.

Her lips found Barriss’s again, pressing against them now with the **** as though the weight of a battlecruiser had been lifted from them. Her hands wrapped around Barris, one holding her at her back and the other reaching up under her breast to grasp at it, squeezing gently and forcing a soft moan to flow from Barriss’s lips. Even her legs got into it, her left leg lifting between Barriss’s own legs to rub at the Mirialans womanhood, doing everything in her power to return the same pleasure Barriss was giving to her.

“Barriss… I… I love you too.” Ahsoka finally said, breaking the kiss and speaking through her bodies excited panting.

Barriss smiled and her eyes seemed to wince, as though fighting back tears.

“You have no idea how happy I am to hear that, Ahsoka.” Barriss said, her voice wavering and barely able to make it above a whisper before she returned to kissing her Togruta lover.

To say those words, to let Barriss kiss her and to kiss her back, to feel Barriss’s love and body against her… it felt so good… so right. The thought that she should have ever fought against this was laughable to Ahsoka now… this is where she belonged…

Barriss broke the kiss, but she didn’t stop using her lips on Ahsoka. Instead, she kissed at Ahsokas neck, going lower and lower as her fellow Padawan closed her eyes and moaned out. Soon she was kissing Ahsokas collar bone, then breast, then her belly… and down and down she went…

“Barriss… What is… What are you doing?…” Ahsoka inquired, opening her eyes once more to inspect Barriss leaving a trail of tantalizing kisses across her body.

“I’m going to show you something I learned while I’ve been here, my beloved Ahsoka.” Barriss answered, making Ahsoka blush even harder at being called Beloved. It ignited a fire inside her she didn’t know had been cold until now…

Ahsoka could only moan as Barriss’s lips and hands explored her orange ass cheeks and thighs, the Mirialan Jedi kneeling down and twisting around Ahsokas trembling lower body.

“Ah, mmmm, something you learned here huh? I can’t only… mmmmmm… imagine what it could be…” Ahsoka commented as she watched and felt Barriss worship her flesh. Finally, Barriss glanced up at Ahsokas watchful eyes and winked.

“I think you’ll like it.” Barriss replied and then brought her mouth and fingers forward to Ahsokas wet and waiting pussy.

“Ahhh!! Barriss!!” Ahsoka moaned out as she steadied her hands on Barriss’s head, but it did nothing to stop the Mirialans relentless barrage of tongue and fingers on Ahsokas pussy. She felt her entrance being folded, her clit being flicked and rubbed and kissed, her most private and sensitive place being pierced by Barriss’s precise digits.

Her legs grew weak, Ahsoka fell back, grasping at a wall to slow her descent but landing on her butt all the same. Despite this, Barriss didn’t stop, she just took advantage of Ahsokas new position to spread the Padawan’s legs wider and make more room for her to play with the Padawan’s private parts.

“Barriss! Oh by the **** why haven’t we done this sooner?! Ahhhmmmmm!!” Ahsoka moaned more as she was helpless before Barriss’s ravenous appetite for her peach. Barriss had always been the star pupil, the proper one, the model Jedi, but even after all that had happened until wasn’t until now that Ahsoka could truly see how she had changed. She was bold, aggressive, but also still caring and sweet… She was so… perfect… So close… Oh by the **** Ahsoka was getting close too!…

“Barriss, if you keep doing that I’m gonna…” Ahsoka pleaded.

“Go ahead, cum for me Ahsoka, accept me!” Barriss demanded with her voice before she resumed demanding with her tongue.

Ahsoka soon obliged, her eyes rolling back and her head hanging back as Barriss pulled out her climax with her teeth. The Togrutas body trembled and shook hard as her senses recoiled from the sensation she was experiencing. It was wonderous, unreal… Divine…

Barriss pressed herself up and looked down at Ahsoka laying down before her, licking at her lips as if savoring it.

“I told you you’d like i- aaaaaat!” Barriss begun before Ahsoka suddenly shot forth and rolled atop Barriss before steadying herself as she knelt down over Barriss on the ground.

“Time to show you a few tricks of my own.” Ahsoka stated with a smirk as she then leaned down and much as Barriss had did for her, begun to eat out and finger at her eager womanhood.

“Ah, Ahsoka!!” Barriss moaned out as she grabbed at one of Ahsokas horns for support while her other arm stretched out and her fingers flexed as though reaching for the heavens she was feeling between her legs.

Hearing Barriss’s moans only encouraged Ahsoka to pick up the pace of her own pussy eating. Barriss’s expression was one of pure ecstasy, of love, how could Ahsoka have been so blind to it before? Why had she tried to fight this sensation? Why didn’t Master Kenobi or Master Skywalker accept it back in the chamber she had last seen them?

“Ahsoka… don’t stop… Stars above don’t stop…” Barriss pleaded, and Ahsoka nodded before resuming her fingering and licking of Barriss’s wet green pussy.

The intensity raged on, the moaning and humming of the twos lips, until finally Barriss couldn’t hold out any longer…

“Ahsoka, I’m going to… To…” Barriss begged and trembled.

“I know Barriss. Let it out for me!” Ahsoka demanded as she shoved three fingers inside Barriss, spreading her womb apart and forcing the Mirialans orgasm to flood out with a loud and long moan announcing it.

“OoooOOOOOHHHH!!” Barris cried out as her climax arrived, and finally she laid still, panting heavily in short breathes. Ahsoka crawled up her dormant body, until she was laying atop Barriss, looking down into her waiting eyes.

“Barriss…”

“Ahsoka…”

And for the first time in her life, Ahsoka felt like she was where she belonged. Not on the battlefield, not in the Jedi temple meditating about a peace that would never come, but right here, atop this beautiful woman who wanted only to share her passion and joy with her.

“I love you.” The two Padawan’s said together, before they engaged once more in a long and passionate kiss in one another’s embrace…

Oblivious to the two Twi’Leks also in the room, Talon looked over at the pair of Padawan lovers with a satisfied smirk.

“What lovely little converts you two have been. They look good together, don’t you think, Aayla?” Talon asked as she resumed what she had been doing… brutally fucking any remnants of resistance out of her blue Jedi toy with her strap on. Aaylas breasts were pressed against her own while Talon held the Jedi up by her ass, lifting her off the ground and plunging her again and again onto the waiting pillar between Talons legs.

“Yes my mistress… They look so beautiful… But… Mmmmnngh…” Aayla moaned out as she rode Talons strap like it was a rowdy Bantha.

“Oh? But what?” Talon cooed.

“… They’d look even better with company…” Aayla leaned in and whispered in Talons ear, before licking at it returning to her riding position.

“Hmmm, I think you’ve got a point, my slutty Jedi. How about we show these two Padawan’s what a Master should know about getting physical. Hehehe…” Talon replied deviously as she spanked Aaylas ass, before setting the Twi’Lek down and giving her a hard kiss. Then, she turned to Ahsoka and Barriss still making out on the ground, and slowly started to step forward…

Two more Jedi sluts for the Goddess. And many more to go.