Tempest of Flesh

Her hands were trembling as she reached for Anakin's pants, her hand diving inside to caress him. Padme stroked slowly and Anakin's head fell back. His adam's apple moving slowly up and down as he sucked his air in through clenched teeth.

Anakin moaned a low growl beginning in his chest and vibrating past his vocal chords, as his pleasure built. Although neither had been skilled lovers when they first met, they had grown in experience together. Padme knew how to flick her wrist at just the right place in her stroke to bring Anakin the maximum sensation. And that was exactly what she was doing to him now.

Anakin sensed Obi-wan's approach to the bed and his eyes darted to his master. Obi-wan had busied himself with removing his sleep shorts. Now he knelt on the other side of Padme, waiting his turn. Padme's hand reached up and stroked Obi-wan's erection, her hands moving in tandem over both their members.

Obi-wan's moan was stifled and Anakin noted the control his master still had even during the act of sex. Anakin could not exhibit such control and found himself dangerously close to the edge of release. Anakin felt the pleasure thrumming through his body and it heightened with every stroke of Padme's hand.

He reached down and grabbed her wrist to stop her. Padme's eyes widened and looked up at Anakin.

He moved away from her and stood next to the bed. Pulling down his pants, Anakin released his erection. He noted the sparkle in Padme's eyes as she took in his whole body. Anakin smiled at her appreciative look.

Moving to the end of the bed, Anakin knelt between Padme's legs and ran his hands up her thighs. A moan escaped her lips as his hands approached her opening.

"Take him in your mouth," Anakin instructed in a hoarse whisper.

Padme obeyed and moved her lips to the head of Obi-wan's shaft. Her lips parted and Obi-wan thrust himself into her hot mouth.

"Oh" Obi-wan moaned loudly, his momentary control gone as he entwined his fingers in her dark hair. He thrust again and shivered with enjoyment.

Anakin took his cue and plunged himself into her tight space. A gasp of pleasure, muffled by her full mouth, escaped Padme. Anakin buried himself inside her. She was wet and Anakin enjoyed watching her suck Obi-wan's length. Taking him in again and again.

"Padme..." Obi-wan's voice was a tight growl and he pushed himself deeper into her mouth. Seeing Anakin driving himself into her small frame, made Obi-wan close to total release.

Drawing himself out of Padme's mouth, Obi-wan moved to the end of the bed. His thumb moved over Padme clitoris and stopped, applying gentle pressure to the small nub.

"Anakin," she called out wildly as she bucked against the pleasure. Anakin intensified his movements as Obi-wan put the pressure on the small bump.

"Both," Padme moaned under Anakin. He stopped and looked at her. Padme usually didn't request what she wanted during their lovemaking sessions, but Anakin could feel her unbridled lust for them both.

"You want us both? At the same time?" Anakin asked for clarification. He didn't want to do something she wouldn't be prepared for.

"Please," Padme said licking her lips in anticipation. Anakin had never seen her so carnal and he felt his lust intensify.

"Off the bed," Anakin instructed. Although he had never done this before, he had seen holo vids before and had some idea of the mechanics.

Padme rose and Anakin motioned for Obi-wan to lay down. Obi-wan followed his instructions and sprawled face up on the bed. Anakin helped Padme to mount his master. They both moaned together as she lsid onto his shaft. Anakin wrapped his hand around his own throbbing cock and stroked as the two most important people in his life rocked together in deep passion.

"Oh force," Anakin moaned as he moved behind Padme. Obi-wan helped to position her so Anakin could gain entrance. Dipping his fingers into Padme's juices, which were now flowing all over, he coated himself.

Poising outside her tight hole, Ankain braced himself. They had never explored anal sex together and he wasn't sure she would be able to handle him and Obi-wan at the same time.

"Please," Padme breathed and looked over her shoulder with fire in her eyes.

Anakin pushed slowly into her and waited. Padme groaned in pain or pleasure, he wasn't sure, and she began to press herself back towards him. He moved further, a moan grumbling from his throat. She was so tight and unexplored. With Obi-wan stretching her so taut, the sensation was even more intense.

Anakin pushed all the way inside her and stopped. He waited for her to relax. As the muscles began to unclench, Anakin looked past Padme to Obi-wan. They worked together to find a comfortable rhythm.

Padme bucked wildly between them as they filled her again and again. Obi-wan moaned fiercely as his climax moved closer.

"Not yet," Anakin breathed with authority. "Don't come."

Obi-wan moaned and squeezed his eyes shut desperately trying to evade climax. "I don't know that I can stop it," Obi-wan hissed through clenched teeth.

Anakin pushed harder into padme as she thrashed against them both and her moans began to rise to howls of pleasure. Anakin reached his hand around and placed two fingers in her mouth to lower the tone of her impending orgasm.

Feeling himself climbing towards climax, Anakin moaned loudly and was joined in chorus by both Obi-wan and Padme.

"Oh fuck," Anakin moaned. "I have to come."

With a howl that would have shattered anything less then transpirsteel, Anakin felt his body convulse. Subsequently he felt Obi-wan tense and release. Padme shuddered and fell limp like a rag doll, only propped up by Anakin's body. Anakin slipped out of her and moved to the chair near the bed. He flopped down, his body damp with Padme's sweat, his sweat and the slickness of her juices.

Obi-wan lifted Padme from his body and nestled her next to his sweat soaked body. Anakin watched as they both drifted to sleep.

Grabbing his pants, he threw a sheet over them and dressed. He swore he heard Obi-wan's bed calling to him from the other room and he went to answer it.