Your Tales chapter 1,
Star wars : Padme Amidala.

Your public figure is Theron Creed.

You are a newly knighted human Jedi assigned to the protection of the senator of Naboo, Padme Amidala. Due to the number of assassination attempts on the popular senator, the need for a powerful protector is paramount for the lady, her words carrying much weight when needed in support for the Jedi.

You have been her protector for two geezerhood now, stopping all eccentric of endeavour on her life. You have come to deal much for the 25 year old senator. Just having turned 19, you can happily say that having no spot on your repute as her guardian for two years is something to celebrate.

Due to your line of work and always being around to protect her, it is inevitable that Padme tells you of her relationship with the Jedi knight, Anakin Skywalker. He is there, holding her manpower as she tells you their secret that has been guarded from the Jedi council and the rest period of the galaxy. She asks that you keep their secret. You agree. After defending her all these old age, you have a bid to see her felicitous. To see her smile. The sight of the smile as you agree is pay back enough.

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Another yr passes and you celebrate the success of another good year for the senator you protect. Indeed, the title of respect of `` Assassin 's bane '' that many mate Jedi give you when you visit the temple is rationalize. You have proven much to the Jedi council, having thwarted no less than 15 attempts on the senator 's lifespan, whether direct or otherwise.

As Padme celebrates her 26th twelvemonth, you ca n't assist but notice that her beauty fails to decrease, both in body and looks. Her long brown ringlet of hair seem to gain an extra shine whenever you look at her, her browns never losing their warmth. Her lips face soft and pouty, begging to be kissed. Her anatomy remaining fit and kept well and her tail and large and firm cleavage, you have to admit, gives many males a reason to stare long after she walks in and leaves a room

You are lofty of serving such a beautiful and kind senator and foretell yourself never to fail her or let her come to harm.

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6 month go as the dead ringer wars rage on. You are left to go to to the senator yourself as Anakin, her hush-hush lover and husband, fights in the war. It has been some fourth dimension since the lastly time someone tried to shoot down the senator, your presence deterring anyone stupid person enough to try.

You find Padme in the apartment she resides in, sitting on s comfortable couch as she examine some information on a holovid with a pleased smile.

'' Has something pleasing happened to you, Miss Amidala ? Or is Master Anakin returning soon ? '' You ask her as she turns to you and gives you a bright smile.

'' Theron, oh I have the most wonderful word. I 'm significant. Anakin is going to be a begetter. ``

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You return to the apartment from the Jedi temple a few hours after Anakin and Obi-Wan Kenobi income tax return from their in vogue battle in the wars. The news that both reckoning Dooku and Darth Grievous have been defeated and killed are a dandy triumph in the war and you can not help but smile. Soon the war will be over and you can return to the Jedi temple as the senator will not take your protection.

Sad as you are to leave alone your lamb flush, you are glad that she will not need your security from menace as the danger to herself will have passed. You smile happily as you open the room access to her flat, only to incur Padme crying on the floor, holding her slightly swollen belly. Alarmed, you rush to her side and kneel beside her.

'' madam Padme, what 's the matter ? Are you in pain ? Is something damage with the baby. '' You asked the lovely distressed cleaning lady as she turns to cling to you and cry into your articulatio humeri, her tears rapidly making your robes wet. `` Anakin .. He-he…rejected me. Said he did n't desire children. '' She finally said between sobs, her brownish middle red with weeping for so long.

You place her on the couch and hold her comfortingly, late into the night.

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A year passes once more and Padme gives birth to twin babe, a daughter and a boy. unable to care for them without being reminded of the rejection of their father, she sends them to be looked after by her family.

The clone wars end as, to the jar of the beetleweed, Chancellor Palpatine is revealed to be a Sith Lord who instigated the dead ringer wars and is captured and executed by Jedi Masters Mace Windu and Yoda.

You ready yourself to leave for the Jedi temple only to incur the door blocked by Padme herself. As beautiful and strong as ever after getting over lord Skywalker 's rejection, you have noticed she had begun to try the calm of your mien, often laying her top dog in your lap and falling to log Z's while gripping hard on your robe, as if afraid you would disappear.

She glances at the bag you 're carrying before her eyes travel back to your own. `` You 're leaving ? '' She asks softly, her eyes never breaking contact with your own.

You nod, slightly.

'' The wars are over, lady Padme. You no longer have need of me or my security. '' You say slowly, your gaze moving to the floor.

You hear the sound of unclouded stride moving towards you before you look up to see that she is now but a metre away from you. `` I have been to the Jedi temple and ordered them to unloose you to me as my good sentence guard. Due to my influence in the senate, they agreed. You are not going ANYWHERE. '' She says, before slamming her soft red rim onto yours in a oceanic abyss kiss that has you dropping your bag in seismic disturbance, her munition pulling onto your robe as she brings you deeper into the kiss and you finally give in, holding onto her back with one arm as the other energy softly into her brown fuzz as you hold her close and kiss her as if there 's no tomorrow.

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She lays back on the bed naked, her whole body bare for you to see, her huge tits and unadulterated body on display for you, just as you 've sometimes fantasied in your aspiration. Her foresighted, brown haircloth spills all over the silk sheets in waves and her smiling is inviting, showing off her full, off-white white tooth as two of her finger's breadth spread the rim of her pussy to break the dripping sex inside.

'' Go ahead, Theron. Come be with me. You do want me, do n't you ? She asks softly, her brownness oculus imploring as you walk towards and climbing onto the balmy bed, going on top of Padme 's body until your faces are in apart and your thick, 8 inch cock is just outside her wet slit, her fingers still spreading her cunt lips.

You gaze into her eyes as she looks into your own. `` Do you…love me ? '' She asks hesitantly, her instant sounding in your pinna as she waits for your solution. Your own nub beats fast as you answer her, the lady you 've loved from afar. `` Until I die and beyond even decease. '' You say, as she raises her head and kisses you deeply, a osculation of love and commitment. `` Then take away me. Make me yours as I will make you mine. '' She says as you push your whole duration into her dripping sex and she gives a cry of joy and pleasure, your warm bodies finally connected as she wraps her legs around your back and her arm around your neck, pulling your face down and kissing you deeply as you begin to make a motion in and out of her warm pussy.

You ca n't help but moan in pleasure into the kiss as the flavor of her warm, silky walls cling desperately to your tool, massaging it, loving it, soaking it in her juices. Padme herself moans in satisfaction as you press deeply into her snatch, each mo good than the last as her rampart desperately cling to her devotee 's cock.

She ca n't help but think over that Anakin always wanted to dominate their clock time in bed, sometimes hurting her, and yet you are here, both of you dominating each others bodies yet demonstrating a fierce love as your consistence cling to each other. Her kiss becomes wild and mucky, her tongue leaving yours to jaunt all over your mouth as you do the Saame, your tongue licking all over her mouth, mucilage and pearl white teeth like a wild Nexu before your natural language meet again.

You are a Virgo since this time, having adhered to the Jedi computer code till this day, your love for Padme Amidala tearing through the stupid education of No Attachments. As Padme begins to cum as you hit her cervix, her walls grip tightly on your pecker, refusing to let go. Her pussy bathes your dick in warm juice as she breaks your snog finally and screams in pleasure. You thrust hard and your cockhead fracture through her uterine cervix, into her uterus, causing her to cum once Thomas More and let out cries of pleasure as her cervix massages your hammer and goes into sensational overburden as it feels your cockhead.

You push a wet fibril of her Brown University whisker away from her boldness as she begins to buss all over your face.

'' Cum inside me Theron. I want you to release your seed inside me and cook me pregnant. Let me carry the fruit of our love. Leave the Jedi. I already divorced Anakin. We do n't postulate to hide. Cum in me and be my husband. take the air beside me in the street as I grow and nurture your heir. Be the father of my tyke. Never leave me. Let 's live together forever till we die. As hubby and married woman this meter. So please cum inside me. '' She says as her stage tighten around you and she pulls you in for another deep kiss as you cum deep inside her rich womb.

You feel your balls pulse and your cock spew load after shipment of thick, virile, military group substantial come inside her vulnerable womb, her fertile eggs no doubt being impregnated by your kindling as she continues to osculate you. You continue to shoot for another 30 minute before you pull out and move off Padme, both of you watching as her slit spews out thick globs of your hot semen from her satisfied cunt.

You take the warm cover and cover your and Padme 's hidrosis, yet fulfill dead body, turning off the lights as Padme 's moves closer to you and you begin to kiss each early long and intemperate before she finally rests her headspring on your breast as you lay your head in her silky chocolate-brown hair and go to sleep.

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5 months later….

You walk into the apartment and sigh tiredly. After leaving the Jedi, you became their acting spokesman as a job and today was a fag out day filled with group meeting from start to finish.

You go tiredly to the fresher for a hot shower before coming out nude and walking to your room to a cock hardening batch.

Their, on the white silk sheets, is your wife. Padme Amidala Creed. She is on her dorsum and wears a see through gown that masking and still shows off her curved belly, her womb nurturing your offspring inside her and her huge, firm white meat spill out of top of the gown, just aching to be sucked.

'' Welcome domicile, husband. '' She says naughtily into your ear when you climb onto the bed with her, holding her finish and massaging her pregnant belly lovingly as she gives you a prompt kiss. `` I feel my breasts need to be drained again. I hope your thirsty. ``

You have to smile at that.

Its good to be you.

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