Part 1. The original nameless IRC-story about Ahsoka screwing Anakin in the shower
Anakin: Snips, why are you riding my dick?
Ahsoka: Opsi, I went for the showers and slipped.
Anakin: And you keep slipping on my dick over and over again?
Ahsoka: Aw its getting more slippery every second
Anakin: … Ahsoka you definitly need to improve your movement on slippery ground…
Ahsoka: …
Anakin: …
Ahsoka: .. am I improving Master Skyguy?
Anakin: … ah, yes, you are doing great you are close to graduating…
Ahsoka: …
Anakin: …
Ahsoka: Ah Sick – did you just cream my snatch??
Anakin: … hold on, still on it…
Ahsoka: No shit, I feel it Master!
Anakin: …. ah, that was impressive! You did great. Thanks for the marvelous training. Please get dressed and join the meeting with the ambassador in five minutes. No time for showering.
Ahsoka using the force: Tell me what was on your mind when you just pumped me full with your jizz?
Anakin: I was thinking of Padme wearing a Wookie costume… oh crap what did I just say?
Ahsoka: <SLAPPING SKYGUARD LOUDLY>
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Part 2, Reworked into a short story: The last taste of love for Vader
It happened on the mission towards Mandalore, hunting down Darth Maul.
Anakin was confused. Somehow the sleak Togruta padawan stumbled out of nowhere and they both ended up in pretty awkward position at the showers bottom.
Still Anakin tried to remain emotionless as protocol requires from a Jedi Master.
“Ahem, Snips, not objecting but how comes you are riding my dick?”
Ahsoka had mounted him in a surprisingly dominant cowgirl position with her legs sitting on his tights while holding herself with her arms on her feets, raising and lowering heir womanhood slowly around his manhood.
The orange hotty played the innocent game giving away heir true mind only by a little smile.
“Opsi, Master, I went for the showers and slipped. Silly me…”
Anakin took a deep breath and tried to focus. Slighty Angry he asks “And you keep slipping on my dick over and over again?”
She blinked at him apologizing with big eyes playing along.
“Thats because it is getting more slippery every second and I keep slipping again and again. Aw I am such a bad padawan master!”
That did it. While Anakin still was trying to keep a straight face he also knew a Master can not allow his Padawan to take the lead.
“Ahsoka you definitly need to improve your movement on slippery ground. Lets practise until you get the lecture.”
General Ahsoka Tano jiggled and bend forward to embrase her masters head between her arms and heir breasts. She increased her speed and her movement became more
aggressive too. She started to breath faster while Anakin still played his role of a serious master with only slight grunts giving away that he was losing focus.
Withoug stopping Ahsoka asks between breathing “…am I improving Master Anakin?”
Anakins mind became slow and between bared grunts it took him a moment to reply
“…ah, yes, you are doing great you are close to graduating…”
Small dripplets of sweat ran down the togrutas back, leaving shiny lines on her back. Her breathing became moaning while Anakin felt her lewd nude body sliding around him, holding her tight withn both arms, grunting heavily, totally not behaving like a good focused master.
Ahsoka suddenly stops with a surprised look on her face asking slighty shocked
“Ah Sick – did you just cream my snatch?”
When she stopped moving Anakin pressed her deep down on his dick, with his twitching balls pressing against her Vulva. He only just managed to mutter between bared teeth.
“… hold on, still on it…”
His balls pressed his juices hard through his manhood deep into Ahokas womb, stroke after stroke, releasing stream after stream into his padawans lust hole, pressing her mightily against his pelvis to make sure she doesn’t miss a singly drop.
Ahsoka didn’t need the force to feel the lust and satisfaction in every twitching muscle of her Master.
But surelly the force made it a much more powerful sensation so the playfully gave in hoping to join his orgasm.
Her moment went over with her somehow missing the peak.
Something felt “not sexy” at all. Something back in heir mind told her “Nope!”.
This all went to fast and she wasn’t right where she wanted to be, where she planed to be, where she needed to be. Well, she thought, that was a missed opportunity…
It is a good thing though a force user rarelly runs out of steam.
And juice. And juiced her wet hole was, lubricated with a gallon of the best lubricant know to mankind, fresh sperm, a wet perfectly lubricated lust hole waiting for another round starting to lube the dick inside her, sperm mixed with driplets of sweat running down her crack.
Ahsoka tried to keep up the moot
“I can feel you are still filling me – did I do that good on my training? Care for another round?”
Her Master continued to twitch for a moment and then released his lock on her body giving her room to lean back and look into his eyes with his lustfully glance looking back satisfied:
“… ah, that was impressive! You did great. Thanks for the marvelous training. Give me a moment…”
Ahsoka playfully forcewaves her hand at Anakin “Tell me what was on your mind when you filled my lust hole with your pleasure, when you filled my pussy good and made it drip cum for the next week!”
With Anakin in post-orgasm lightheadedness Ahsokas force gets through to him easily.
“I was thinking of Padme wearing a Wookie costume… oh crap did I say that loud?”
Ahsoka froze in anticlimax. Was he playing a joke on her? No, she made him tell the truth, she felt this was what he was thinking she even felt his heart stop for a moment for being caught.
Anakin swallowed in embarrassment, looking away from Ahsoka. He tried to get out of this mortifying situation fast any way possible.
“Ahsoka we need to hurry, please get up, dress quickly and join the meeting with the ambassador as fast as possible, we are already late. Sorry no time for showering.”
Ahsoka angrily slaps Anakin leaving a red cheek behind.
“Fuck this! You leave me like that?
I didn’t come, I am still horny,
I have to attend a diplomatic meeting with cum sloshing around my pussy,
leaking into my panties and leaving a trail of drops on the floor behind me,
and you are thinking about your furry wookie cosplay queen?
Seriously?
Thats it.
No more orange pussy for you!
Enjoy how my pussy feels because when I lift from your dick you will never ever feel it again!
She could feel him suffering when she slid her pussy punishingly slow away from his dick the last time. He had it coming.
Ahsoka hurried to her skirt, quickly dressing up while trying to leak as little as possible leaving an angry Anakin and some drops of sperm behind on her way out. Ashamed she hoped noone would wonder about small droplets on the floor with all the trouble of the upcoming invasion.
Anakin never ever was able to enjoy Ahsokas femininity again. And no other femininity either. Less than a day later he rose as Darth Vader, never again being able to love a woman as a man.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/pojsce/ahsoka_slips_starwars_parody_mf_creampie