Your Tales chapter 1,
Star state of war : Padme Amidala.

Your name is Theron Creed.

You are a newly knighted human Jedi assigned to the tribute of the senator of Naboo, Padme Amidala. Due to the number of assassination endeavor on the popular senator, the need for a knock-down defender is paramount for the lady, her words carrying much weight when needed in livelihood for the Jedi.

You have been her defender for two years now, stopping all eccentric of attack on her sprightliness. You have come to handle much for the 25 year old senator. Just having turned 19, you can happily say that having no smudge on your report as her protector for two eld 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 horse, Anakin Skywalker. He is there, holding her hands as she tells you their arcanum that has been guarded from the Jedi council and the rest of the beetleweed. She asks that you keep their secret. You agree. After defending her all these years, you have a wish to see her felicitous. To see her smile. The sight of the smile as you agree is reward enough.

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Another class passes and you celebrate the success of another safe year for the senator you protect. Indeed, the statute title of `` assassin 's curse '' that many familiar Jedi give you when you visit the tabernacle is apologize. You have proven much to the Jedi council, having thwarted no less than 15 attempts on the senator 's animation, whether direct or otherwise.

As Padme celebrates her 26th year, you ca n't facilitate but notice that her beauty fails to diminish, both in body and looks. Her long Brown University locks of hair seem to take in an spear carrier shine whenever you look at her, her browns never losing their affectionateness. Her mouth look soft and pouty, begging to be kissed. Her digit remaining fit and kept well and her behind and great and loyal segmentation, you have to intromit, gives many males a reason to gaze long after she walks in and leaves a way

You are proud of serving such a beautiful and sort senator and forebode yourself never to fail her or let her do to harm.

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6 calendar month pass as the knockoff wars furore on. You are left to attend to to the senator yourself as Anakin, her secret fan and husband, fights in the war. It has been some time since the last time someone tried to kill the senator, your presence deterring anyone stupe enough to try.

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

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

'' Theron, oh I have the most fantastic news. I 'm pregnant. Anakin is going to be a Father. ``

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You return to the flat from the Jedi tabernacle a few hour after Anakin and Obi-Wan Kenobi paying back from their latest conflict in the wars. The news that both Count Dooku and Darth Grievous have been defeated and killed are a bang-up 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 require your protection.

Sad as you are to leave your dear charge, you are glad that she will not need your protection from terror as the danger to herself will take passed. You smile happily as you open the door to her apartment, only to find Padme crying on the level, holding her slightly swollen belly. Alarmed, you rush to her side of meat and kneel beside her.

'' dame Padme, what 's the topic ? Are you in pain ? Is something wrong with the baby. '' You asked the lovely straiten adult female as she turns to cling to you and cry into your shoulder, her bout rapidly making your robes wet. `` Anakin .. He-he…rejected me. Said he did n't want children. '' She finally said between sob, her brown centre red with weeping for so long.

You place her on the lounge and check her comfortingly, late into the night.

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A class passes once more and Padme gives birth to twin sister, a fille and a boy. ineffective to like for them without being reminded of the rejection of their begetter, she sends them to be looked after by her family.

The dead ringer wars end as, to the jar of the coltsfoot, Chancellor Palpatine is revealed to be a Sith master who instigated the clon wars and is captured and executed by Jedi passkey 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 inviolable as ever after getting over Master Skywalker 's rejection, you have noticed she had begun to seek the calm of your presence, often laying her mind in your lap and falling to sleep while gripping surd 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 touch with your own.

You nod, slightly.

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

You hear the sound of lightly footsteps 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 release you to me as my broad prison term guard. Due to my influence in the senate, they agreed. You are not going ANYWHERE. '' She says, before slamming her soft red lips onto yours in a deep buss that has you dropping your bag in shock, her arms pulling onto your robes as she brings you recondite into the kiss and you finally give in, holding onto her back with one arm as the former pushes softly into her browned whisker as you hold her close and kiss her as if there 's no tomorrow.

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She lays back on the bed bare, her hale body bare for you to see, her huge tits and perfect body on exhibit for you, just as you 've sometimes fantasied in your dreaming. Her foresighted, brown whisker spills all over the silk tabloid in waves and her smile is inviting, showing off her full-of-the-moon, pearl white teeth as two of her finger's breadth spread the lips of her pussy to reveal the dripping sex inside.

'' Go ahead, Theron. seminal fluid be with me. You do want me, do n't you ? She asks softly, her brown eyes imploring as you walk towards and climb onto the sonant 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 pussy, her finger's breadth still spreading her cunt lips.

You gaze into her eyes as she looks into your own. `` Do you…love me ? '' She asks hesitantly, her heartbeat sounding in your ears as she waits for your answer. Your own heart beats fast as you answer her, the lady you 've loved from afar. `` Until I die and beyond even Death. '' You say, as she raises her headspring and kisses you deeply, a kiss of love and commitment. `` Then choose me. piss me yours as I will spend a penny you mine. '' She says as you push your unhurt length into her dripping sex and she gives a cry of joy and pleasure, your warm bodies finally connected as she wraps her wooden leg around your back and her arms around your neck, pulling your aspect down and kissing you deeply as you begin to move in and out of her affectionate pussy.

You ca n't help but moan in pleasure into the kiss as the flavor of her warm, silky bulwark cling desperately to your peter, massaging it, loving it, soaking it in her juice. Padme herself moans in satisfaction as you press deeply into her pussycat, each bit better than the net as her paries desperately cling to her lover 's cock.

She ca n't help but mull over that Anakin always wanted to predominate their meter in bed, sometimes hurting her, and yet you are here, both of you dominating each others bodies yet demonstrating a cutthroat making love as your torso cling to each other. Her kiss becomes wild and muddy, her knife leaving yours to travel all over your mouth as you do the Lapp, your tongue licking all over her lip, gums and drop White person teeth like a wild Nexu before your tongue meet again.

You are a Virgo the Virgin since this time, having adhered to the Jedi computer code public treasury this day, your love for Padme Amidala tearing through the pudden-head precept of No Attachments. As Padme begins to cum as you hit her cervix, her rampart grip tightly on your cock, refusing to let go. Her pussy bathes your shaft in ardent juice as she breaks your kiss finally and wow in pleasure. You thrust backbreaking and your cockhead geological fault through her cervix uteri, into her womb, causing her to cum once to a greater extent and let out cries of pleasure as her neck massages your cock and goes into sensorial overload as it feels your cockhead.

You push a wet strand of her brown haircloth away from her face as she begins to kiss all over your face.

'' Cum inside me Theron. I want you to release your seed inside me and lay down me pregnant. Let me bear the fruits of our beloved. Leave the Jedi. I already divorced Anakin. We do n't need to enshroud. Cum in me and be my husband. Walk beside me in the street as I grow and nurture your heir. Be the forefather of my baby. Never leave me. Let 's live together forever till we die. As married man and wife this meter. So please cum inside me. '' She says as her branch tighten around you and she pulls you in for another bass kiss as you cum deep inside her fertile womb.

You feel your balls pulse and your cock spew load after load of thick, virile, effect strong cum inside her vulnerable womb, her fertile eggs no doubt being impregnated by your touchwood as she continues to kiss you. You continue to shoot for another 30 seconds before you pull out and be active off Padme, both of you watching as her puss spews out dense chunk of your hot semen from her satisfy cunt.

You take the warm cover and cover your and Padme 's sweating, yet satisfied bodies, turning off the lights as Padme 's movement closer to you and you begin to kiss each former long and hard before she finally rests her head on your breast as you lay your school principal in her silky brown pilus and go to sleep.

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5 month later….

You walk into the apartment and sigh tiredly. After leaving the Jedi, you became their playacting spokesman as a job and today was a weary day filled with meetings from start to finish.

You go tiredly to the fresher for a hot shower before coming out naked and walking to your room to a tool hardening sight.

Their, on the lily-white silk rag, is your wife. Padme Amidala Creed. She is on her back and wears a see through robe that covers and still shows off her curved belly, her womb nurturing your offspring inside her and her huge, solid knocker spill out of top of the robes, just aching to be sucked.

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

You have to smile at that.

Its unspoilt to be you.

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