They all gathered on the Mantis after they finished their briefing. Sal Guerra was happy with the work they were able to do and they had a few hours to kill before they needed to depart for their next mission. The crew took the opportunity to celebrate their latest victory against the Empire. The twins were particularly loud with their revelry, but they curbed their excitement to avoid breaking anything on the ship.
Cal stood to the side, watching silently as everyone had fun. Bravo was introducing Bode to the twins, who found them very intimidating. But he but on a brave face and shook their hands. Cal wasn’t sure what to make of him yet. This mission would show if he had what it took to run with them.
“Not joining the party Cal?” Gabs asked, the slicer joining him with her hands in her pocket and a drink in her hand.
He shrugged. “I want to keep a clear head for tomorrow” he said.
She scoffed. “That’s tomorrows problem. Tonight, we have some fun” she replied, offering him a drink. He hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and accepting the drink. She smiled, toasting their glasses before sipping the alcohol. “Can I ask you a question, Jedi?” She enquired.
“Depends on the question” he replied cautiously. The crew knew about his past, but he was still struggling opening up about it.
She gave him a curiously look, leaning against the wall appraising him carefully. “I heard a rumor Jedi weren’t allowed to…associate with other people” she said awkwardly, her slurring phases indicating she was already a little tipsy. “That fornicating isn’t allowed” she tried to correct. “Is that true?”
Cal laughed, shaking his head. It wasn’t the first time that misconception came up. “Jedi are warned against forming attachments” he explained. “Romantic attachments in particular were frowned upon. But no, celibacy was never part of our order.”
“So the Jedi fucked?” She asked.
He wouldn’t have put it quite so colorfully, but he nodded.
She grinned, putting her drink down on the counter. “I’m glad to hear it” she said, snatching his drink from his hand so she could step in and plant a kiss on his lips. He stumbled back against the wall when Gabs made her moves on him, her hands running under his poncho to feel him up. She stared into her eyes with a lusty gaze. “Captains cabin, now” she whispered.
“Yes ma’am” he smiled, following her orders and leading the way. He was sure Greez wouldn’t mind if they used his old bunk bed.
They slipped into the comfortable cabin and closed the door behind them. Gabs made sure it was locked before turning around to make out with the young man. He sensed the passion in her actions as she relieved them of their weapons and gear, tossing them onto the floor. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in closer, kissing her deeply, discovering he was as excited about what was about to happen as she was. They started undressing, her jacket unzipping and his belt unbuckling. She lifted his poncho over his head before doing the same with her shirt. He palmed her breasts and felt her nipples grow hard. She yanked his pants down and his penis sprung out already erect. She took hold of it and he gasped. He reached between her thighs and she moaned. Their lips met and they came together in a steamy embrace, falling onto the bed getting tangled in their naked bodies.
Gabs didn’t waste any time in mounting the young man, eager to get his penis inside her vagina and ride him aboard his own ship. He sighed when he entered her, his hands rubbing along her hips watching them rock back and forth. She stretched her curvy body up and arched her back, her head falling back against her shoulders, purring in satisfaction. He combed her fingers through her dark hair and over her olive skin, playing with her breasts before planting them on his chest to increase her pace. She fucked him harder, riding his fleshy lightsaber like her life depended on it. “I’ve never fucked a Jedi before” she remarked casually.
“I hope you’re not disappointed” he said between grunts, mesmerized by her sexy body.
She grinned, admiring his with her fingers. “Just so we’re clear, I’m not interested in anything serious. So you won’t need to worry about forming any attachments” she teased.
Cal figured as much. Gabs didn’t strike him as the kind of girl looking to settle down. “You’ll get no complaints from me” he said.
He explored her with his hands, stroking her soft breasts while her hips moved fluidly. She bit her bottom lip, taking her time in savoring his thick and throbbing cock. “I bet you Jedi don’t get many opportunities to do this sort of thing” she muttered.
“I’ve had some experience” he assured her, demonstrating with a subtle manipulation of the force to enhance her pleasure.
She gasped as she felt something spike in her loins, her nipples turning rock hard, her pussy leaking with fluids. It felt like she had just experienced a minor orgasm. She looked down at him, raising an eyebrow. “What kind of experience?” She asked curiously.
He paused momentarily, losing himself in the past. “There was someone” he told her cautiously. “Someone I travelled with. We had a lot in common. We weren’t serious, but…we were survivors” he told her.
Gabs slowed her hips to listen, gently riding him while he drifted into whatever memory had caught his attention. She wondered who had kept the Jedi’s bed warm and breifly felt jealous of her. But then she caught herself and smirked. “Was she your first?” She asked.
He shook his head. “No. But there isn’t anyone else like her” he confessed. He looked back at the young woman on top of him, sitting up to assure her she wasn’t competing with an ex-girlfriend. “It was a long time ago.”
She smiled, kissing him tenderly, wrapping her arms around his neck. “It’s good to know I’m not popping your cherry” she admitted. “I don’t do well with virgins. They say I come on too strong.”
“I can’t imagine why they’d say that” he teased. She laughed, pushing him onto his back to resume her earlier pace. “What about you? Anyone special waiting somewhere for you to come home?” He asked.
“Nope. I’m a free agent. I seek pleasure where I find it” she said proudly.
“I’m surprised you have the time. I heard you’ve been keeping yourself busy.”
“I always like to make time for important things, like sex” she smiled. She glanced towards the cabin door breifly. “And now that I know you’re available, these missions are sure to get very exciting.”
He tilted his head curiously. “You’ve hooked up with the rest of the crew?”
She sighed, looking a little irritated for a moment. “I tried it on with Bravo, but found out I’m not his type the hard way” she admitted. Bode is a flirt, but I got the sense he’s not over losing someone he cared about yet. His heart wasn’t in it when I finally flirted back. That just left Lizz & Koob.”
That statement caught Cal’s attention. “You and the twins? How did that happen?”
She laughed at the memory. “I think I impressed them when I kicked their butts the first time. They wanted a rematch and I gave it. Things escalated and I remember waking up after a very rough night with a very satisfied smile” she explained. She looked down at his body, her walls massaging him more intently. “Speaking of satisfying ends, how close are you to reaching yours?”
“It won’t be long if you keep squeezing me like that” he told her, his breathing growing heavier. He started thrusting against her while she buckled her hips, riding each other towards a mutual climax. “So you and Koob, I can imagine. But I didn’t think Lizz was the type to…”
“The twins do everything together” she replied between pants, her pussy growing tighter as she got closer. “I didn’t anticipate it either. But once she puts on her equipment…especially her synthetic strap-on penis…it’s gets rather hard to tell them apart. Fuck…I don’t think I was the first bounty they’ve spit-roasted between them…or the last.”
“Sounds like quite the experience” he grunted.
“The first time was” she nodded. She shrugged. “I might’ve gone back for seconds…and thirds…fifths…oh fuck, I’m going to cum…” she gasped.
“Me too” he groaned, clutching her hips and slamming his cock as deep as it could. They both moaned as they came together, her tight pussy milking his rod until he filled her to the brim with seed.
They colapsed onto the bed together panting, coated in sweat. She rolled off his lap and lay beside him, wiping her brow. “Not bad” she gasped. “You learn that at your Jedi temple?”
“Brakka, actually” he replied, refusing to elaborate.
She chuckled. “Talent like that shouldn’t go to waste” she complimented, rolling over to stroke his bare chest. She rested her head on her elbow, admiring his scarred handsome body. “This job in Coruscant could be dangerous” she remarked.
“I’m sure we can handle it” he said confidently.
“All the same, try to be careful Cal” she whispered, meeting his eyes.
He looked back, a coy smirk on his lips. “You worried about me Gabs?”
She pursed her lips, patting his deflated penis. “More worried I won’t get to ride this Jedi weapon again” she said.
He laughed, rolling her onto her back and staring at her. “Tell you what. When this mission is over, we can find time to celebrate with it. And I promise you won’t be disappointed.”
She grinned, kissing his lips. “I can’t wait” she replied.
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