Message-ID: <6313eli$9802212313@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: pjurado@aol.com (PJurado) X-Good-Line-Length: yes Subject: RP: YJK Sex Stories-Chp.3 by PJ Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <19980221010800.UAA00974@ladder03.news.aol.com> Young Jedi Knight Sex Stories by PJ Episode Three: Running Away From Home It was late at night when Han Solo finally returned from the officers' club and entered the Prime Minister's mansion. The smell of smoke and ozone immediately filled Han's nostrils when he entered the entry foyer, the scent drawing his eyes to the second floor. Spotting a trail of black vapor, Han sprinted up the stairwell, then pounded down the main hallway until he entered Jaina's room and found his wife, Leia, standing amidst a scene of devastation. "What the hell happened?" exclaimed Han as he gazed around the scorched room in shock. "I found Jaina giving Jacen a blowjob, I ordered them to leave the house, I banished them from Coruscant," whispered Leia thickly. "Jaina? With Jacen?" gasped Han with horror. "Still, kicking them out won't solve anything." "They're lucky I didn't kill them myself!" spat Leia before she spun to glare at her husband. "My homeworld's law forbade incest of any kind, it was unclean, filthy!" "Why don't you cool off a little, then we'll try to sort this out," soothed Han gently. "No. We no longer have twins, Anakin is our only child now," declared Leia with cold finality. Tenel Ka awoke with a start, her bare skin glistening with sweat. Panting softly, the slim Jedi girl wiped her pale brow, then struggled out of her small bed. Completely nude, Tenel Ka walked to the single window of her small bed chamber, then stared out at the calm, night-covered jungle. A cool breeze wafted from the aperture, ruffling her long, loose red hair. Tenel closed her grey eyes, allowing the Force to wash over her, to expand her senses until she found a glimmer that represented Jacen. The young man's mind was in turmoil, he struggled against something. Tenel Ka frowned when she sensed a strong glow of affection in Jacen, a longing for a girl, a girl that wasn't her! Tenel bit her lip in frustration, then turned to regard her waiting bed. The warrior girl pondered her choices for several minutes, then sighed in resignation before reaching out for her dragonskin armor. The Jedi girl peeked inside the quiet landing bay, then quickly made her way to the Shadow Chaser. Sealing the hatch behind herself, Tenel Ka slid into the pilot's chair, then began the series of maneuvers that would warm up the small ship's engines. Tenel cursed under her breath as the Chaser's engines whined with growing power, until finally she was able to engage the craft's repulsor lifts and raise the sleek vessel into the air. Opening the bay's doors by remote, Tenel Ka shoved the engine switches forward forcefully, expelling two plumes of white hot exhaust from the engine ports as the Chaser shot out into the clear night, then gracefully ascended towards the planet's atmosphere. Jacen Solo ran down the street, his right arm dragging behind him as he pulled his sister Jaina along. Jaina panted loudly for air, her left hand still clutching the white sheet that covered her nakedness. The twins fled through several dark alleys, then stopped to rest within sight of one of Coruscant's many landing pads. "Let me..catch my breath," wheezed Jaina, her eyes wide with fear. "What are we going to do?" "Get off the planet. You heard what Mom said," hissed Jacen as his own chest heaved from exertion. "Where will we go? Back to the Academy?" asked Jaina. "No. Uncle Luke will probably side with Mother, she is his sister," replied Jacen bitterly. "I'm scared, Jacen," sobbed Jaina softly. "It'll be okay," soothed Jacen as he took his lovely sister into his arms and hugged her tightly. "We've got our Jedi training, and I still have my lightsaber." Jaina clung to her brother desperately, her face nuzzled against Jacen's neck as she drew strength from his wiry frame. Restraining further sobbing, Jaina slowly pulled away from her sibling, then looked down at the sheet that hung from her body. "I'm going to need some clothes," remarked the Jedi girl. "There should be a flight suit in that ship's cargo hold," said Jacen before he pointed to a X-Wing fighter siting patiently on a nearby pad. "How will we get past the guard?" inquired Jaina. "Watch and learn," grinned Jacen while he took his sister's hand and led the way to the entry gate. Two men in Republic uniforms guarded the gate, armed with polished blaster rifles. The guard leader watched the twins approach, then leveled his rifle when Jacen walked too close. "Hi. How's it going tonight?" asked Jacen cheerfully. "Fine. What are you and your girlfriend doing near a secure area?" inquired the guard leader. "We just need to borrow that X-Wing for awhile. I promise to bring it back," smiled Jacen while he used the Force to manipulate the guard. "Uhh, okay," nodded the guard leader. "Have a nice trip." "Hey! What are you doing?" asked the second guard incredulously. "He's letting me take that fighter, just like you are," murmured Jacen through slitted eyes. "Oh, sorry," apologized the second guard with a sheepish grin. "C'mon, Jaina," urged Jacen while he walked past the guards into the landing area. "That was cool," remarked Jaina as she gazed at her brother with admiration. "Thanks," smiled Jacen with a wink while he led the way to the waiting X-Wing. The young Jedi Knight opened the fighter's belly storage area, then offered his sister a clean, red jumpsuit. Jaina quickly discarded her sheet and climbed into the snug suit. Jacen climbed into the two-seat cockpit, then jumped down into the rear chair while Jaina zipped up her garment, then took her place in the pilot's position. "Buckle up," advised Jaina as she fastened her own restraints, then began warming up the star fighter's engines for lift-off. Jacen gazed out of the sealed cockpit window with growing excitement as Jaina used the repulsor lifts to raise the craft off the ground, then fired the main engines, propelling the agile craft up into the cloud-tinged sky of Coruscant. The X-Wing entered open space in less than a minute, then passed the intricate array of orbital platforms that protected the capital world of the Republic. Star Destroyers sailed high above the small fighter while Jaina guided the craft out into the outer reaches of the Coruscant system. "What course should I plot?" asked Jaina. "Anywhere out in the Outer Rim, away from Mother and the Republic," replied Jacen. Scanning randomly through the fighter's star logs, Jaina picked an isolated world beyond the borders of the Republic, then waited while the ship's computer calculated a course through Hyperspace. When the computer bleeped in readiness, Jaina pulled back the Hyperdrive levers, accelerating the X-Wing until it punched out of Real space. Jacen awoke suddenly, images of Tenel Ka haunting his brain until he rubbed his eyes clear of sleep. The young Jedi looked out of the X-Wing's canopy, admiring the vast depths of space as they sailed its endless reaches. Jacen blinked when he realized they were no longer in Hyperspace, they were flying at sub-light. Jacen leaned over his sister's sleeping form, scanning the cockpit indicators until he spotted a flashing light near the fuel indicator. "Jaina, wake up!" hissed Jacen as he shook his sister's right shoulder. Jaina murmured softly, then slowly opened her wide, brown eyes. "What..what is it?" asked Jaina sleepily. "We're running out of fuel!" replied Jacen tersely. "Oh, shit!" exclaimed Jaina as she spotted the flashing indicator. "I've got to take us down now!" Jacen leaned back into his chair and tightened his restraints as the fighter dived down into the atmosphere of their target world. The surface was reddish-brown and barren as the X-Wing punched through its protective sheath and swiftly approached its crust. The cockpit window glowed with a harsh, red light as friction pounded into the nose of the craft. Jacen swallowed fearfully and grasped the arms of his chair tightly while his sister held the controls confidently, guiding the fighter into a controlled descent. The ground shot underneath the X-Wing in a blur as Jaina slowed their speed and eased the craft into landing mode. The star fighter drew to a halt, then hovered on its repulsors until Jaina lowered the ship onto the dusty earth. Jacen exhaled with relief while the cockpit hissed open, allowing the hot, dry air of the planet to pour inside. "You really didn't ponder your choice, did you?" observed Jacen as sweat began to form immediately on his forehead. "I was kind of in a hurry," retorted Jaina defensively before she clamored down the side of the fighter, then waited for her reluctant brother to follow. "Did you scan any signs of civilization?" asked Jacen. "Yeah. There's a settlement that way," pointed Jaina towards the northwest. "Let's get the gear from the hold, then we'll check it out," suggested Jacen. Jaina nodded, then moved to help her brother empty the belly hold of the now-stranded X- Wing. Jacen and Jaina stumbled into the town as dusk fell upon the settlement. Sweat dripped from both of the twins, plastering their hair and staining their clothes. Villagers stared at the two strangers as they stumbled forward, their eyes glazed from heat exposure and exhaustion. The twins wandered into a loud tavern district, passing bars, brothels, and other establishments of pleasure. A thick-armed fat man dressed in a rich vest suit and trousers observed the siblings while they shambled past, then moved to the edge of the porch he stood upon. "Hey! You two! You look like travelers!" bellowed the fat man affably. "You could say that," panted Jacen as he gratefully stopped to rest. "Is there anywhere cheap to stay in this town?" "Why don't you stay here? I could use two fresh-faced kids like you," replied the fat man with a welcoming smile. Jacen gazed at the man suspiciously, then looked up at the holographic sign of the building that portrayed a young, naked girl being raped by a huge, fat Hutt. "I don't think so," replied Jacen while he took his sister's arm and began leading her away. "Hey! Come back! I bet you need money!" said the fat man craftily. "I bet you're stranded on this dirtball and you need some credit to get your ship going again, am I right?" Jacen stopped in his tracks, then slowly turned to face the fat proprietor. "The pay's good?" asked Jacen hesitantly. "Jacen! No!" hissed Jaina vehemently in her brother's ear. "Yeah! Great pay! Free room and board! It's a great deal!" replied the fat man temptingly. "Jacen! I can't!" whispered Jaina desperately, her face blushing as passing customers leered at her lithe form. "We need money to buy fuel for the X-Wing," retorted Jacen pragmatically. "It won't be for long." "Alright," nodded the young Jedi boy slowly. "You got a deal." Jaina entered the plush, pillow-filled room, her image reflected on each wall from floor to ceiling mirrors. She was dressed in a lacy white bra, panties, and silk hose. Garter belts hung from her panties to the edge of her hose, and a delicate lace collar lay fastened around her slim neck. The Jedi girl's skin was flushed red with embarrassment and shame as she sat atop a stack of red pillows in the center of the room. Facing one of the tall mirrors, Jaina slowly began rubbing the front of her panties, her fingers caressing the soft silk until a spot of moisture stained the thin fabric. Spreading her legs far apart, Jaina increased the force of her caresses, rubbing her crotch energetically until a trickle of honey escaped her panties and slid down her inner thigh. The brown-haired girl licked her painted, red lips, then reached up with her left hand, fondling her left breast, then slowly pulling the bra from her pert tit. Jaina squeezed the soft, creamy mound, then circled her nipple with painted fingernails, teasing her pink knob until it popped up in arousal. Jaina sensed the lust of the men watching her as she fingered her crotch, her digits slowly pulling aside the damp fabric, revealing her moist, pink womanhood. The sounds of moaning and hands slapping cocks reverberated in Jaina's ears while she rubbed her exposed slit, then spread open the folds of her glistening labia. Jaina began to pant softly as she caressed her breast and fondled her throbbing cunt. She licked her lips again, moaning huskily before she bent down and bit the tip of her own nipple. Her skin felt hot as she ran her fingers up and down her pussy, the pink meat dripping with her juices while she rubbed and fondled her little clit. The sound of men climaxing assaulted Jaina's hearing, the wet spurt of semen making her mouth dry with unconscious desire as she inserted a finger into her drenched cunt, probing her hungry vagina until it clenched around her slim digits. Jaina fell back against the pillows, her thighs spread wide apart and her hips out-thrust as she finger-fucked her own pussy, pumping her fingers in and out with sharp, plunging motions. She ripped the fragile bra from her tits, allowing them to bob erotically as she trembled with each thrust of her hand. Feminine moans echoed within the hexagon-shaped room as six images of Jaina masturbated around her, her brown hair falling in a chaotic cloud around her head while her hips pumped lewdly up and down. The Jedi girl orgasmed with a weak, muffled scream, a stream of cum gushing from her pussy to the mirror in front of her. The man behind the mirror moaned with his own climax as he watched Jaina's honey slowly drip down the surface of the smooth glass. Reluctantly, Jaina took the jism-soaked fingers of her hand, then raised them to her red lips, slowly licking her own juices with her pink tongue. Men all around her groaned with obscene pleasure and ejaculated their perverted sperm as they watched the young girl devour her own pussy juice. Jaina felt sick with disgust, especially since she felt a visceral thrill from hearing the men behind the mirrors get off from watching her. Wiping the last traces of her climax upon a pillow, Jaina stumbled to her feet and adjusted her panties back over her crotch before she grabbed her torn bra and fled from the musky-smelling room. "Excellent," smiled the fat proprietor named Adrik while he stuffed his cock back into his tailored pants. ***************************************** -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us |