Star Wars: Facing The Darkness

On the outside, the Sith tomb was calm and serene. It waited until Rey was inside to reveal itself. The shadows went from thick and impenetrable to a thin layer of dark paint over a zoo of writhing, naked bodies. And all of them were the same as Rey.

She could not divorce herself from the spectacle, even though she knew it was meant to disorient her. In one corner, there was Rey herself on her back with her legs kicking high into the air. Her thighs wrapped around the hips of another Rey—naked, body lithe and toned, her ass jiggling in all its rounded firmness as she drove herself into the first Rey with all the strength in her hips.

Just in front of her face was the ass and swinging balls of a third Rey. She was penetrating the first Rey’s mouth while a Rey behind her literally kissed her ass.

Across from them, yet another Rey—her breasts full and plump, quivering with every jot of pleasure she felt—was wildly bouncing her pussy up and down on a Rey’s cock while she licked the cunt of another Rey in front of her.

Just beside them, two Reys were wildly enjoying the taste of each other’s pussies while a third Rey ground her cock up one’s asshole.

Two Reys emerged from the shadows, swaying their nubile hips with each step. The real Rey could not help but suck in breath, seeing herself so passionate, as if looking into a mirror that presented her at her most seductive. She barely recognized herself, but these reflections were undoubtedly her… the sensuous looks they wore on their beautiful faces could only be the lust she felt returned to her.

“Take that Jedi outfit off,” one of the Reys said. “We’ll show you real balance.”

Rey knew that this was her test. She couldn’t hide behind fervent denial; she had to admit to what she felt.

She shucked off layer after layer of robing, wiggling the last of it over her hips, down her legs, around her white boots until it was puddled on the floor.

“Yesss, show yourself to us,” her twin sighed, admiring her creamy body. “Don’t deny how luscious you are…”

The two Reys came right up to her—if they were wild animals, they’d be close enough to bite. They hunched down before her, both sets of black-lacquered lips catching hold of her nipples. Rey could only moan as they both sucked her, then her moan went from an expression of pleasure to a venting of overwhelming sensation when one inserted a finger inside her.

She pumped it in and out, turning Rey’s breathing into a series of loud gasps, then her finger curled and rubbed at somewhere wet and tender and Rey was screaming and the finger was pumping again, not raking her soul with pleasure, but she knew it could, would, that any moment she’d be fucked again like she’d been fucked a moment ago, and they sucked her nipples hard and bent their finger in her so that it slammed into exactly where she needed it.

Rey had a small orgasm, throwing her head back only to find it meeting a third Rey (a fourth Rey?), who happily held her up as the strength flew out of her legs on wings of enjoyment.

“You’re such a little slut, Rey,” she heard her own voice whisper to her, nibbling at her ear as though her own flesh were paired with each succulent word. “Enjoy being a slut. It’s your nature. This body wasn’t meant to be covered up…”

Rey felt her twin fall down to her knees behind her—it felt like she was doing it, like she was in two places at once—and the copy cupped her lush ass, spread the two hills of it, then licked between them.

Rey shuddered. There was no way she could be feeling so much, no way she should be feeling so much. This could not be a trial anyone was expected to pass.

The tongue ran over her asshole. Its tip twisted at the tight sphincter.

“Aww! Sithspit!” Rey swore. She was in ecstasy.

She no longer had to try to keep herself up. She didn’t know how, but she’d been lowered down to sit on the face of her sprawled-out twin… straddling the tongue that played with her ass.

“I am a Jedi, I am a Jedi,” Rey whispered to herself, telling herself frantically that it didn’t matter how much she felt, what mattered was that she maintain equilibrium.

A fourth clone approached her. She was naked, but a phallus replaced the genitalia she should’ve had, sticking out hard and long. Rey could not help but reach out and experimentally grasp that perfect cock. She pushed and pulled slowly on it while her own tongue continued lubricating her asshole.

She should be doing this. She had to. If she satisfied the base lust this other Rey had, then that erection couldn’t very well be used on her.

Rey pumped harder. It felt good in her hand, all juicy and wetly burning up. And she loved the way that lewd tongue lapped at her anus.

She’s eating my asshole, she thought, stunned as much by the act as her erotic delight in it. Her tongue will be in my ass soon—I’ll be fucked and fucked and fucked there—fingers and tongues and this cock, this big dick I can barely wrap my hand around…

“Mmmmm! Mmmm!” moaned the Reys suckling her breasts. They seemed to be voicing her own unwilling passion, showing Rey how vocal she’d be if she weren’t so damned serene.

The tongue was inside her now… wet and warm on the walls of her rectum, sending a sensuous thrill up her spine. Fingers, her own slender fingers, gripped her buttocks and that tongue, it must be buried in her ass now, it was so deep. She could hear her twin slurping away: eager, desperate mouth sucking on her anus with an intensity that Rey knew could easily be her own.

Fingers knotted in her hair. They twisted her head from side to side, forcing her from one hungry kiss to another.

“You’re wet all over,” her voice whispered to her, even when a tongue was in her mouth. “Prepared in your pussy, your ass… and those whore lips are always ready to suck cock, aren’t they? You’ve liked being a Jedi, but you’re going to like being a cock-holster more.”

This is Balance, Rey. She couldn’t pretend anyone was speaking to her now. The voice came from inside her. You want to be fucked as much as you want to fuck. Now spread your legs and do both.