Wet, Wild and Willing

"Oooh, stars..." Barriss groaned in relief as the door closed behind Lux, sinking further down into the bath until she was covered almost to the tops of her breasts by the hot water, "he's such a... a..."

Scout looked over at her friend, then smirked at the faraway look in her eyes. "Stud?"

"Yeah," the green-skinned girl sighed happily, "he's such a stud."

"He must be," Serra joked, "to get you rubbing up on him. I didn't think you had eyes for anyone except for Master Unduli."

Ahsoka ignored her friends as they descended into good-natured bickering and awkward protests in favour of poking at the controls for the large screens set into the walls of the room. She managed to get them turned on but, before she could do anything more, the screens went crazy in a way that reminded her of the one in Lux's apartment. Come to think of it, she thought, the screens and speakers in Desert Paradise seemed to be glitching out a bit, too. The holo-novel that started up seemed to be partway through, and she didn't recognise it, but the four of them very quickly found themselves engrossed in what was happening.

A young woman seemed to be having a nightmare, tossing and turning in her bed restlessly, the robes of a Jedi clearly slung over the back of a chair in her dark room. The girls watched, curious, before gasping in shock as the scene switched to what she was experiencing. If Forbidden Love had been raunchy, and the music videos being played in Desert Paradise had been crude, then this was downright pornographic. The girl wandered through the halls of the Jedi Temple in a dreamy haze, passing scenes of lesbian debauchery that made all four girls blush fiercely. Women of all species made love openly in the halls, peeling each other's clothes off to worship their tight, toned bodies, while every side door was open to reveal rooms full of all manner of sexual acts. Barriss whimpered as a pair of Mirialians - one clearly older than the other - scissored with each other, while Serra bit her lip and squirmed at a mixed-species group of women telekinetically fucked themselves and each other in every hole with large dildos. Scout and Ahsoka both gasped at the sight of a young red-haired Human making out with an orange-skinned Togruta while a group of older women masturbated to the scene.

Ahsoka frantically stabbed at the off button as the dreaming woman woke with a soft gasp of pleasure and began to fondle herself, but she missed the mark as Barriss stepped up out of the bath and began walking towards her. By the ****, Ahsoka groaned internally, watching her friend's broad hips swing and her large bust bounce slightly with every step she took, why does she have to be so hot? Barriss leaned forwards and placed a soft, chaste kiss onto Ahsoka's lips before the Togruta girl returned it with much less restraint, reaching up and threading a hand through her dark-blue hair as the over slipped around the other girl's lower back. The pair moaned into each other's mouths as their tongues brushed together, both marveling at just how soft and plump the other girl's lips were.

"Nngh... 'Soka..." Barriss whined needily as Serra and Scout gently pushed their way into the kiss, each squeezing one of Barriss's breasts in one hand and one of Ahsoka's in the other. Ahsoka could feel their hot breath on her face as they leaned in and turned the embrace into a four-way kiss. The Togruta's hands slipped down and began to squeeze and rub the two Humans' tight, juicy bubble butts as the four of them moaned softly. Any semblance of coordination in their touches soon broke down, each of them frantically stroking and squeezing as much of the others' bodies as they could in their hunger for more. The holo-novel progressed through scenes in the background, acknowledged only on a subconscious level as it bombarded them with scenario after scenario of passionate lesbian love between Jedi.

All of them could feel their thoughts becoming entangled, their empathic abilities forming feedback loops that left them a single, roiling cauldron of desire. In one instant they were Ahsoka, gulping down a mouthful of spit from their sloppy kiss and feeling it burn a trail of hot lust all the way down to her belly. In the next they were Barriss, love-drunk and fantasising about her friends taking turns to edge her with their tongues and fingers for hours and hours. In the next they were Scout, basking in the heat and heady scent of the foursome's bodies and the perfumed steam filling the room. In the next they were Serra, luxuriating in the feeling of tight, toned bodies rubbing and pressing against each other. In the next they were Ahsoka, wanting nothing more than to taste a different sort of lips. In the next they were Barriss, breaking the kiss so she could drop to her knees on the tiled floor and start to lick...

"We should... *mwah* We should go and see what Senator Bonteri has gotten us to wear..." Scout repeated weakly for the dozenth time, and this time none of the others had the strength to protest or drag her back down as she gave Ahsoka's plump, tight pussy lips one last kiss and rose unsteadily to her feet. The Togruta groaned in agreement as she rode out the last remains of her latest orgasm - none of them had been keeping score past the point where they'd first descended into a circle of Ahsoka-licking-Barriss-licking-Scout-licking-Serra-licking-Ahsoka, at about the same time that the holo-novel had run its course and the screens had automatically turned off - and sat up. Extricating Barriss and Serra from their sixty-nine position took a little longer, because every attempt to break the feedback loop of rugmunching bliss seemed to set off a mutual orgasm that made the pair cling together even tighter, but eventually even Serra's strength waned and the four of them set off towards the cabin that had been prepared for them.

They could sense Lux in the cockpit, programming their next trip through Hyperspace, but they managed to resist the urge to go and drag him back to the bath now that they were all hot and sweaty again.