Title: Surprise Visit (2/2)
Author: Sara
Rating: NC-17
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When she finally pulled back for breath, she found herself staring into the amused and very aroused faces of the two handsomest Jedi she'd ever met.

"Wow, now that was what I call a welcome home," was all she managed, glad when both men broke out into hearty laughter.

"We aim to please," Obi-Wan murmured as he slid his hand to her breasts.

Zara moaned as she felt him knead the sensitive flesh, amazed to find her nipples hardening again.

But she wanted to touch them this time.

With a small smile, she pushed his hand away, lifting herself up so she could straddle his lap. She smiled at his groan as she pressed against his hardness, feeling a new surge of wetness fill her core as he grew against her.

"Gods, you feel so good," he muttered, his hands tangling in her hair as he brought her lips to his.

She moaned against him, arching just a bit harder against him as she felt Qui-Gon begin to plant gentle kisses against the back of her neck.

With a sigh, she adjusted herself so Qui-Gon's hardness was pressed against the small of her back, Obi-Wan's desire pulsing against her now burning center.

She smiled as she heard both men groan as each arch and retreat of her hips rubbed her tantalizingly against them.

"Gods, I need to be inside you," Obi-Wan managed around a groan as Zara flicked her tongue across his small male nipple, her nails raking down his back as one hand held him to her, the other reaching back to pull Qui-Gon closer.

"Then take me," Zara moaned, reaching one hand down to unfasten the ties at his waist.

Obi-Wan needed no further urging, and within seconds, his hardness was pressing against her softness.

"Please Obi-Wan, I need to feel you inside me, it's been too long," she managed on a strangled groan as she felt Qui-Gon's fingers reach around to stroke her breasts.

With a soft cry, Zara felt the padawan thrust upwards, burying himself to the root in her willing body. His own strangled groan let her know he was enjoying the sensation as much as she was.

For a moment, they remained still, simply absorbing the feel of being locked against and inside each other.

Then, Zara locked her gaze with his and slowly lifted herself until he was barely inside her. She gasped as she felt Qui-Gon's hands suddenly wrap around her hips, pushing her down until she enveloped him again.

Obi-Wan and Zara cried out at the sensation as they began to move, Obi-Wan thrusting upwards, his hands reaching up to knead her breasts while his master guided the motion of Zara's hips against his.

"Gods, feels so good, don't stop, please," Zara moaned, broken words and phrases spilling from her lips as she felt Obi-Wan expand inside her. The sensation of him filling her, while his master's hands guided her moves against him, his back sandwiching her between two hard chests, was nearly enough to send her over the edge.

"Oh Gods, nnnnggggghhh," was all Obi-Wan could manage as he felt his body begin to tense, the waves of ecstasy almost upon him.

"That's it padawan, take her over the edge, make her come, make her scream for us," Qui-Gon moaned in a breathy voice against her ear.

Zara felt her body teetering on the edge, the whispered words only serving to spark her desire higher and higher.

She completely lost it as she felt Qui-Gon's fingers suddenly slide down her body, slipping into her folds and tugging on her engorged bud at the exact instant Obi-Wan thrust hard and fast against her, hitting the exact right spot that sent her screaming over the edge.

Zara wondered only if she would survive the intense waves of pleasure bombarding her system. She was swept away on a passion greater than any she'd ever known as she felt Obi-Wan shudder and release himself inside her.

The feel of Qui-Gon's arousal, still pressed against her back only heightened the sensation as she let the waves carry her away, then slowly return her to the shore.

As she came down from her high, she leaned down to plant a soft kiss on Obi-Wan's lips.

"Wow," was all she could manage, earning a sleepy laugh from the padawan.

"Glad I didn't disappoint after all this time," he muttered, as Zara laughed in reply.

"Very good padawan, you learn well," Qui-Gon murmured with a smile, his body still tense and aroused, pressed tightly against Zara's back.

"I learned from the best," was Obi-Wan's reply as Zara turned her head to face the deep dark eyes of the Jedi Master.

"Well, we'll just have to see about that, won't we?" she murmured devilishly as she leaned up to capture Qui-Gon's lips in a hungry kiss.

She moaned as a fresh wave of desire hit her as Qui-Gon lifted her off his padawan's lap and up against his body. Without a second thought, she wrapped her legs around his waist, rubbing her center against the massive hardness she could feel between her thighs.

She moaned as she felt Qui-Gon's hands slide down her back while his tongue dueled with hers.

"I need you little one, are you ready for me?" he managed to mutter against her lips as he planted kisses across her jaw and cheeks.

"I'm more than ready Qui-Gon, please," Zara panted, feeling the wetness seeping from between her thighs, amazed at how ready she indeed was.

"Hold on to me," he whispered as he began to move across the room.

Zara moaned as each step pressed them closer together, their bodies rubbing against each other in all the right places.

"Qui-Gon, I need you now," she moaned, wondering where he was taking her.

The question was answered as she felt her back pressed up against the hard wall of her living room.

"How did you know?" she managed as she felt him slip two fingers inside her to test her readiness.

"You really need to ask?"

The reply came from Obi-Wan who had risen from the sofa and was watching them with heated eyes.

"Now little one, I need to feel you wrapped around me," Qui-Gon muttered as he struggled to release the ties on his pants.

With a small moan, she slid her hand down between them, helping him loosen the material until she was able to cup his hardness in the palm of her hand. Stroking him slowly, she moaned as he arched into her.

"Please Qui-Gon, I can't wait anymore," she pleaded as she positioned him against her entrance.

With a harsh groan, Qui-Gon thrust high and hard against her.

Zara cried out as she felt him bury himself in her to the hilt, stretching and splitting her body in the most pleasant way.

For a moment, Qui-Gon simply rested his head against her neck, both absorbing the familiar sensations sweeping over them.

Then, with a small groan, they began to move.

Zara moaned as she felt her head and neck slam against the wall with each powerful thrust he made, the pain lost in the intense pleasure of feeling him take her.

She'd dreamed about being taken against the wall by these men, and the reality was far surpassing her dreams.

"Please, harder," she managed, crying out against his neck as he slammed into her, his body shaking with the effort.

Zara could feel her own body nearing another, almost incredibly unbelievable peak. She moaned as she clenched her muscles tightly around him, hearing his groans as he panted against her throat.

As she teetered on the edge, she managed to pry her eyes open, only to see Obi-Wan stroking himself as he watched them, passion burning in his gaze.

The sight, combined with a powerful thrust from Qui-Gon, sent her soaring over the peak.

With another scream, Zara let herself go, clenching around him as he groaned his release into her neck.

Her third orgasm was the most powerful yet, leaving her nearly unconscious with pleasure as it washed over her. She clung tightly to Qui-Gon's neck, feeling the shudders consume his body as he spent himself inside her.

She felt more delicious aftershocks shudder through her as she heard Obi-Wan's labored breathing as he continued to stroke himself, his eyes locked on their entwined bodies.

"Go to him little one, he needs you now," Qui-Gon whispered against her ear, kissing her gently as he pulled himself from her, setting her gently on her feet.

Barely able to stand, but feeling unbelievably another surge of desire climbing her body, she wobbled over to Obi-Wan, who watched her with burning eyes.

Sighing, she sank to her knees before him.

Reaching out to pull away his hands, she slid her lips around the tip of his hardness. She smiled as she heard his strangled moan as she took him deep inside her mouth, using every trick she'd ever learned to drive him insane.

She lost herself in the taste of him as she felt his hands settle gently on her shoulders, guiding her movements as he thrust against her lips.

Wrapping one hand around the base of him, she used her lips, hands and tongue to draw him further into ecstasy.

As she felt his body tense, sensing he was close, she took a deep breath, relaxed the muscles in her throat, and took him as deep as she could.

His cry sent a bolt of pleasure through her already over stimulated system as he released himself into her mouth. She swallowed quickly, enjoying the salty taste of his passion.

When the shudders finally receded, she slid her lips from his hardness, placing a quick kiss against the tip before tilting her head up to gaze into his eyes.

"Wow," was all he could manage, earning a laugh from Zara and a chuckle from Qui-Gon, who'd watched their activities with interest.

"And on that note, I think we should move this to some place a little more comfortable," Zara managed, already feeling the muscles protesting her vigorous actions as she struggled to her feet.

With a soft sigh, Obi-Wan lifted her into his arms, smiling down into her eyes as he carried her towards the bedroom, Qui-Gon flipping off the video and turning off the living room lights as he followed.

As Obi-Wan placed her gently on the bed, she looked at them both with her heart in her eyes.

"How long can you stay?" she whispered as both Jedi settled themselves on either side of her, pulling the covers up around them.

"At least two days," Qui-Gon murmured as he buried his head in her hair, his arm tightening across her waist as he drifted off to sleep.

"Good, we've got a lot of time to make up for," was all she could manage as she snuggled down between them, smiling as Obi-Wan rested his head against her chest and closed his eyes.

She smiled as she felt waves of sleep overcome her.

Her last thought as she lost conscious was how glad she was she had the next few days free.

The End