You set off.

"Are you really worried about her, or do you just wanna see if she's as... hnng... beautiful in person?" You ask, still pounding away at Camie's tight cunt, still staring at the hologram of the gorgeous Rebel.

"So what if it's both? I know you, Luke Skywalker, you see a pretty girl in danger, you're gonna run right to her. No way you're going without me." Camie gasps, as you finish her off. Your friend has always been perceptive.

"Fine." You agree, close to climax yourself. "We'll set off in the morning."

You keep fucking your new girlfriend, even if your attention is equally focussed on the woman not actually present in the flesh. You stare at her beautiful features, listen to her urgent pleading, until your overwhelmed. You cum inside Camie yet again, before letting your cumslick cock slide out of her.

"Just think, next time, we'll make our new friend join in. By the ****, I can't wait to tear that dress off her!" Camie pants, padding over to R2 and deactivating him.

The droids shut down for the night, you take Camie to your bed.

"She mentioned a General Kenobi. Could that be Ben Kenobi?" you ask, holding Camie's naked body to you in a contented exhaustion.

"Could be. Why don't we take your speeder out to his hermitage in the morning?" Camie responds.

"Sounds like a plan..." You mutter wearily, before giving Camie one last kiss and drifting into a well-earned sleep.

-

You're far from Tatooine now, lying in a far more luxurious bed than your cot in the homestead. Your room is downright palatial, a balcony looking out on a lush and arboreal valley. Rivers run through the expanse of green, more water than you've ever seen in your young life.

Your attention is quickly pulled from the surroundings to your companions, however. On one side of your bed, the beauty from the recording. She's been divested of her white gown, and her body is everything you hoped.

On your right, Camie, similarly naked, her hair also done up in the Rebel's unusual, ornate buns.

The two naked women begin sucking you, Camie lovingly nursing your balls as the other woman starts sucking your prick.

You moan, in ecstacy, reaching down to stroke the womens' hair, to encouragingly push the unknown woman's mouth further and further down her cock.

The brunettes are giving you the most pleasurable experience of your life. Even if you prefer redheads, not that you'd ever admit that to Camie.

Just as you feel your cock pulsing, as a moan of bliss builds in your throat, you wake.

-

You crash back to reality, lying in your tiny, basic bed, in your dingy room at your aunt and uncle's.

The twin sun's morning light streams onto your bed.

It's not all a bust, however, just as in your dream, Camie is leant over your midriff, worshipping your cock. From how deep she's going on your shaft, she must have started while you were fast asleep.

The brunette looks up at you, a glint in her eye that seems to bid you a good morning.

Your own response is similarly non-verbal, grabbing two fistful's of Camie's hair, you grunt and start thrusting up into her mouth, roughly fucking your friend's face.

It isn't long before you explode, spurting cum right down Camie's throat.

Once you've finished, you release your tight grip on Camie's head. She pulls back, gasping for air as a mixture of your seed and her saliva trails out of her mouth and onto the bed.

"You're lucky I like being treated a little rough, Skywalker!" Camie gasps, playfully whacking you on the shoulder. "What kind of way to say hello to a girl was that?"

"Sorry, guess I got carried away." You smile sheepishly. "Let's just say you interrupted a pretty good dream."