Krysira removed her cloak and boots, along with her utility belt that had her lightsabres attached. Trip watched her from just inside the chamber doors. He glanced downward, seeing his pants begin to tent. He wondered if he should stay or go. He wondered if he should ask. Trip wished that he knew exactly what to say and do. His shaft pulsed softly as he gazed at the beautiful Jedi.

She gazed at Trip, seeing that he hadn’t come in any further into the room. It was as though he was waiting for permission. Krysira saw that his form-fitting pants had a noticeable bulge. She looked away, as she folded her cloak, laying it on a dresser. She felt a tingling sensation and a wetness gathering in her own nether region. Her body felt warm, yet it was cool in the room.

“Trip?” Krysira asked in a soft tone.

“Hmm?” Trip replied in question, his gaze sweeping over her.

“Would you think badly of me, if I asked you to...stay?” She asked in a soft uncertain tone, as she fingered her cloak with slightly trembling fingers. Most un-Jedi-like.

Trip pulled off his boots as he made his way over to her. “I was hoping...I could stay,” he told her in a soft voice, taking off his blaster holster. “I just didn’t know how to...ask you.” He gave her a gentle smile, then laid a large hand gently on top of her slender hands. “And...I could never ever think badly of you, Krys.”

A pink tinge colored Krysira’s soft cheeks, as she found the floor fascinating at that point. Her heart pounded a little faster in her chest. She couldn’t understand why she was trembling at Trip’s nearness, when she welcomed it before.   Trip smiled tenderly and stepped closer to the beautiful Jedi Knight, taking her into his strong arms, holding her tightly against his muscular lean hard body. He leaned down and gave her a searing kiss. Krysira practically swooned under the kiss upon feeling Trip’s tongue work its way into her sweet mouth, probing possessively, as he urged her tongue into his mouth. Krysira moaned softly, as she gently gripped his tunic, while her tongue shyly explored Trip’s warm mouth.

One of Trip’s powerful thighs eased its way between her legs and pressed firmly against her softly throbbing mound, while his bulge rested firmly against one of her slender well-tone thighs.

Krysira’s hips jerked at the intimate contact and she pulled away a step or two trembling slightly, her eyes wide.

“Aw, I’m sorry, Krys,” Trip apologized softly, seeing his mistake. “I was rushing things.” He made a small gesture with his hands. “I didn’t mean to.” He rested one of his arms on the dresser. “I’m really sorry.”

“It is all right, Trip...it is just that I have...never been...touched there before,” Krysira said softly. “Nor have I touched...any man...there.”

Trip reached out and stroked one of her soft cheeks with the back of one of his large fingers. “It’s okay, Krys. I’m not gonna do anything that’ll make you feel uncomfortable,” he assured her, then looked a bit ashamed and embarrassed at the same time. “It’s just that I was...hoping.”

Krysira tilted her head slightly to one side. “Hoping?” She questioned curiously.

Trip’s embarrassment grew. “Well...for something...a little more...personal with you,” he replied a bit haltingly.

She glanced briefly at Trip’s bulge, then back up to his face. “That is why you are...aroused?” She asked with honest innocence.

Trip felt his cheeks burn. “Pretty obvious, huh?” He saw her nod. “It’s just that I’m having a hard time keeping my hands off of you.” He sighed deeply, as he moved to sit on the edge of the nearby bed, resting his forearms on his thighs, gazing at his clasped hands.

Krysira looked at him confused, as she sat next to him on the bed. “But Trip...you have touched me.”

He looked up to see the confusion on her face. “I know. I meant in a way that would...arouse you as well.”

She thought for a moment or two. “I see.” She gazed into his blue eyes. “You wish to be...physically intimate with me?”

Trip stared back at her. “You certainly come straight to the point, Krys,” he said, grinning a little.

“That was wrong of me?”

He smiled tenderly, as he gently held her hands in his hands. “Not at all.” He gazed into her silvery/blue eyes for a few moments, debating. “Yes, I do want to be...physically intimate with you...but we’ll do it one step at a time.”

Krysira took a deep breath, exhaling it slowly, as she considered her next words. “I can not deny...wanting the same thing, Trip,” she began softly. “However...I do not wish to...disappoint you.”

“You could never ever disappoint me, Krys.” He leaned down and gently kissed her lips. The fingertips of one of his hands gently stroked her soft cheek, then traveled down her neck and down her chest between her breasts.

Krysira drew in her breath a little at his touch, but didn’t pull away. She watched his hand drop to her sash, fingering the tie.

Trip swallowed. “Krys...” He trailed off, looking at her. He didn’t know how to say what he wanted.

She looked back up into his face, seeing that he was at a loss. “You wish...for me to...remove my clothes?” She questioned.

The innocence of her words gripped his heart. He smiled tenderly. “Just down to your underthings. Then we’ll go from there...okay?”

She thought for a moment or two, then merely nodded.

Krysira stood and untied her sash. Her tunics, leggings and socks followed, laid aside. Trip watched her, admiring her graceful movements. Her underthings clung to her slender lithe figure to show off her womanly assets.

Trip was suddenly aware that Krysira was looking at him expectantly. He gazed back at her, then realized that he had yet to do the same thing. He grinned and got to his feet, then pulled off his tunic, pants and socks, which now lay on the floor. His swelling bulge was outlined by his form-fitting boxers.

He pulled her onto the bed so that they were lying face to face. He slipped one arm under her head, while his other arm went around her, gently caressing the soft warm skin of her back.

Krysira let out a soft sigh, as she pressed her hand against Trip’s warm hard chest. Her fingers glided through his chest hair.

Trip sighed softly at her touch, as his lips touched her chin, then her slender throat, traveling slowly downward, as his hand slid around from her back to glide over her abdomen, feeling her muscles contract under his touch.

Krysira felt her heart pound in her chest, then allowed a gasp to escape her lips. Trip’s hand had worked its way under her small bra-like top to close over one of her lush breasts, his thumb gently flicking over the nipple.

Trip felt the tiny nipple harden almost instantly under his touch. His hand moved to Krysira’s other breast, gently teasing that nipple, as he felt it harden as well. He looked up to see Krysira gazing at him.

“This is what you mean by...touching me...in a way...that would...arouse me?” She asked softly.

Trip nodded. “Yeah,” he replied. His hand slid back to her other breast, kneading it gently. “You okay with this, Krys?” He questioned softly.

Krysira found that she did enjoy Trip’s hand on her breasts. She felt her nether region spasm softly, her hips shifting slightly. “Yes,” she gasped softly.

He smiled tenderly, kissing her lips. His hand eased her bra-like top up a little. “Can I take this off of you, Krys?”

Krysira gazed back at Trip, then nodded, allowing him to pull her bra-like top up and over her head, tossing it behind him. He gazed at her lush breasts. “So beautiful,” he murmured.

Her hand went back on his chest and soon the tips of her fingers found one of his nipples, mimicking what he had done earlier.

Trip groaned softly, feeling his bulge harden even more just by Krysira teasing one of his nipples. He eased her onto her back, as he lowered his head. His lips and tongue traveled over her breasts.

Krysira felt slight tremors in her breasts, as well as an insistent throbbing in her nether region. Her hips squirmed a bit, moaning softly. Her moan changed to a gasp, feeling Trip’s mouth suckle one tiny nipple, then the other one. She could now feel Trip’s crotch pressing lightly against her hip, pulsing softly, but steadily.

Trip felt Krysira’s hand slide around onto his back, softly stroking it. He could feel her squirm, her hip rubbing against his imprisoned cock, but she wasn’t trying to move away. He smiled to himself. Krysira was becoming aroused. He grunted softly as he continued his sweet assault on Krysira’s lush bosom.

“Trip,” Krysira moaned softly.

He released her nipple, looking at Krysira. He saw that her eyes were half-mast. “Something wrong?” He whispered concerned.

“Touch...me.

“Sweetheart...I am.”

“No.” Krysira took Trip’s hand from her breast and placed it just above her mound. “There...please.” Her voice was a bit raspy.

“You...sure?”

“Yes.”

He kissed her lips. “Touch me...too?”

She nodded, allowing him to place her hand on his hardening bulge. He groaned softly at her touch, then moved his hand to gently cup her mound. Trip felt her hips jerk, but she didn’t pull away. His fingers stroked her mound slowly, feeling the panel of her panties grow damp.

Krysira moaned softly, as her own hand slid slowly over Trip’s bulge, exploring tentatively, feeling the warm hardness of his confined cock, as it pulsed steadily with desire.

Trip let out a low groan of pleasure at Krysira’s gentle touch. His own fingers stroked Krysira’s mound insistently, as he felt her hips begin to move in sync.

Krysira’s body radiated warmth from her first time desire. Never in her young life had she felt such pleasure or desire before. She had never touched a man until now. She could feel Trip slowly thrust his hips in time with her strokes. Krysira couldn’t control the way her body was reacting. And even if she could, she really didn’t want to.

She kissed his chin, then his lips. “Trip...may I...see you?” She asked innocently.

Trip looked into her beautiful silvery/blue eyes. He gave her that disarming smile of his. “Only if I can see you,” he replied, his blue eyes twinkled softly.

Krysira’s cheeks flushed slightly at the request, but nodded. Each helped the other to pull off their last article of clothing. Krysira’s eyes were fastened on Trip’s large erection, never seeing a man’s cock before, as she laid her hand back on it, hearing him grunt softly. Trip gazed at Krysira’s smooth mound, as his fingers gently slipped between her outer folds to touch her tiny clit, rubbing it gently.

Krysira’s hips jerked at his touch. “Trip!” She gasped in surprise.

“Easy, sweetheart,” Trip whispered. “Just relax and enjoy...okay?” He could feel her tiny clit throb under his finger.

Trip saw Krysira swallow as his finger continued to rub her swelling clit. After a bit, his finger slid down to her virginal entrance, gently running his finger around the circumference. His finger found her clit and once again rubbed the tiny swelling throbbing organ. Her hips squirmed under his touch.

Krysira continued to explore Trip’s throbbing cock and swelling sac, not realizing that her innocent actions were arousing him immensely.

Trip’s lips were pressed against the soft damp skin of her neck, as he continued stroking Krysira’s clit.

Krysira felt as though her loins were going to explode at anytime. Yet...Trip’s finger stroking her didn’t seem to be what she needed. She needed more, but what? She glanced down at Trip’s large erection that almost lay flat against his belly.

She let go of his erection and eased his hand away from her nether region, as she turned to press herself against Trip’s lean muscular body, feeling his cock squished between their bellies. She wrapped her arms around him.

Trip was puzzled by her actions. “What’s wrong, Krys? Too much?” He asked quietly, as he slipped his arms around her slender lithe figure.

Her hips bucked a couple of times against Trip’s loins. “No...I...need...oh...Trip...I...” she trailed off uncertain of how to say what she wanted.

Trip gazed at her, seeing the want on her beautiful delicate features. He smiled gently. “Tell me what you want. Take your time.” One of his hands clutched her small firm buttocks, squeezing gently.

Krysira pressed her cheek against Trip’s shoulder, letting out a soft moan, thinking for a minute or two, then blurted out:  “I want...to...feel you...inside me, Trip!”

Trip eased back a little to look at Krysira’s face. “Are you sure, Krys?”

She nodded. “Was it wrong of me...to ask...this of you?”

“Not at all. Just as long as you want it, Krys.”

She nodded.

Trip thought for a few moments, then said in all seriousness: “I don’t want to get you pregnant, Krys.”

Krysira sweetly kissed Trip’s lips. “It is alright, Trip. It is a safe time,” she assured him.

Trip looked at her relieved and kissed Krysira’s lips in return, then eased her onto her back. He let go of her, as he moved down to part her thighs. He bent her knees, as he got on his knees between her trembling thighs. He moved closer to her, his knees now on either side of her hips. Trip allowed her legs to rest on his thighs.

Krysira swallowed, as she gazed downward to see Trip guide the swollen head of his cock to her entrance, gently pressing inward. She closed her eyes, as Trip continued to push his cock into her virginal depths, slowly, then lowered himself on top of her.

Krysira winced and sucked in her breath, as she felt a small burst of pain, upon Trip’s erection breaching her fragile virginal barrier. She clutched Trip’s back, letting out a gasp/sob, her eyes snapping open.

Trip groaned softly at feeling how snug she was around his erection. He raised his head to see that Krysira’s eyes were wet. He kissed her lips repeatedly before speaking. “It’s okay, sweetheart. It won’t hurt anymore,” Trip assured her in a soothing whisper.

Krysira lay underneath Trip trembling. The sensation of this young man being inside her was incredible. She could feel Trip’s erection throb strongly inside her.

Trip didn’t want to move, because moving meant that the incredible pleasure he felt being inside Krysira would end. And yet his cock was demanding its release.

He began to thrust slowly, hearing Krysira groan. It didn’t take long for the gorgeous Jedi Knight to thrust against him in time, clinging to him.

Shortly, their tempo increased. Their occasional moans grew consistent. The bed creaked under their movements. Their grip around each other was so tight that neither could scarcely breathe, yet neither wanted to let go.

Trip squeezed his eyes shut, as his thrusts grew urgent, demanding. He was close...so close; yet he wanted Krysira to come with him. The pleasure he was feeling was indescribable. His sac tightened, about ready to burst. Feeling Krysira’s frantic movements under him, Trip could tell that she was close as well.

Krysira closed her eyes, moving desperately under Trip, as instinct kicked in. Her nether region felt as though it was going to explode at any moment. She buried her face against Trip’s neck, as the bed now thudded insistently against the wall.

As each thought that they couldn’t stand another minute being on the edge, their bodies suddenly exploded in pure pleasure, as they rocked fiercely on the bed. Both cried out the other’s name at the peak of their pleasure.

They rode out their pleasure until they could no longer move and finally with a groan of deep satisfaction, the couple collapsed on the bed, trembling, panting. They hugged each other close, their energy spent.

They lay trembling for a while; both amazed at the intensity of what they experienced.

“So...wonderful,” Trip murmured lovingly in Krysira’s ear.

“I have...never...experienced...a sensation...like this before,” Krysira whispered in a soft loving tone.

Trip raised up, looking into her eyes. “You liked it, then?”

Krysira smiled tenderly. “Very much so.”

“So did I,” he said, smiling, then grew serious. “I...do...love you, sweetheart,” he confessed.

She stared back at him, seeing and feeling the sincerity of his confession. “I...love you, as well...my love,” she replied without hesitation.

They smiled at each other and finally withdrew, but unable to move except to wrap their arms around each other, while their legs intertwined, resting until they were fully recouped.

“Trip?” Krysira said in a soft tone after a bit.

“Hmmm?” Trip murmured, his large hands cupping her small fanny cheeks, as he kneaded them gently.

Krysira moaned softly. “Does that feeling that we had...being physically intimate happen all the time?”

“I should hope so.”

Krysira pressed her mound firmly against the base of his spent cock. “I would like...to feel...you...inside me...again.”

Trip kissed her lips. “Sweetheart, I’d love to, but, um, I’m not up to it quite yet.”

“Oh?” She moved slightly back from Trip to see his cock lying limply against his thigh, then looked back up at him. “You need to be...aroused like before?”

He merely nodded.

“What can I do to help?”

Trip stared at her, surprised, but pleased. “Well, there’s...um...a couple of ways.” He saw that she was listening intently to him and smiled, as he shifted onto his back. Trip took her hand and placed it on his cock. “You can...stroke me...like this.” He proceeded to guide her hand in a steady rhythm over his limp organ. He felt her catch on and removed his hand, watching.

Krysira rested her head on his chest, as she continued to stroke his organ, feeling it begin to show signs of life.

Trip stroked her back with his other hand. “There is another way...that would get...me aroused faster,” he began awkwardly, seeing her look up at him. He flushed slightly. “You can put your...mouth...on me.” He hoped that she would understand what he meant.

Krysira considered his words. She was already wet from anticipation about being physically intimate with Trip again. Her tiny clit throbbed. She was a bit anxious, yet she wanted to pleasure Trip like he pleasured her earlier. Krysira moved down Trip’s body until her face was even with his erection that she held.

Krysira tentatively took the head of Trip’s cock in her mouth and with instinct kicking in again, began to suck him gently.

Trip let out a surprised gasp, then groaned in pleasure at the sensation of her mouth on him. He closed his eyes, a look of bliss etched on his handsome features.

After a few minutes, Trip could feel his cock harden under Krysira’s soft and gentle administrations, his hips thrusting gently in time.

Krysira softly fondled Trip’s tightening sac, hearing him groan pleasurably. She was surprised that she was becoming more aroused by doing this. Her hips squirmed, as she continued to suck him a bit faster, her clit throbbing more insistently.

Trip felt a bolt of pleasure shoot through him. He realized that he was getting close. “Krys...sweetheart, please stop,” he groaned.

She raised up, allowing his cock to slip from her mouth seeing that it was pretty close to lying flat against his belly. “Is...something wrong?” She questioned, gazing at his face.

He smiled gently. “No...you did great. I just don’t want to...come yet.” His smile grew wider. “Now...it’s my turn.”

“Oh?” Krysira looked puzzled.

Her silvery/blue eyes widened, when she felt Trip ease her down onto her back, parting her slender thighs, as he went belly down on the bed. He parted her outer folds, as his tongue grazed over her tiny clit, hearing her cry out in surprise.

Krysira writhed on the bed, feeling Trip’s tongue tease her clit, then gently dip inside her small entrance, probing gently. She moaned at Trip’s oral attentions. She felt as though her whole nether region was going to explode at anytime.

However, much to Krysira’s disappointment, Trip stopped, raising up, while catching a hold of her slim waist. As Trip rolled onto his back, Krysira found herself straddling his hips on her knees.

With Trip’s help, Krysira slowly impaled herself on his erection until it was sheathed entirely in her tight depths. She gasped, breathing deeply. Her hands were pressed against Trip’s lightly hair-covered hard chest.

“You okay?” Trip asked tenderly, his hands sliding down to grasp her slim hips.

She nodded feeling Trip’s hands guide her hips up, then down on his hard shaft.  Trip’s eyes were fastened onto her lush breasts that bounced with each movement. After a few times, Krysira began moving on her own, falling into a comfortable steady rhythm. Trip grunted softly, as his hands slid up her warm damp body and around her back pulling her down on top of him. Her hands slid under his back, as his hands slid back down to grasp her hips firmly, while bending his knees.

Krysira could feel Trip begin to move in time with her thrusts, as their tempo increased. They moved urgently together, as they rocked on the bed, which once again thudded against the wall.

Unlike the first time, although it took a bit for them to get aroused, they seemed to be on the edge much quicker this time. Their moans and groans filled the room, as they thrust harder and faster against each other.

To Krysira, it seemed as though Trip’s cock was even deeper inside her than before. She had never even imagined that she would ever be in this position. But, she had already joined with Trip mentally through the Force; perhaps it was fitting that they join physically as well. She had no regrets about giving up her virginity to Trip and was thankful it wasn’t her fertile time. She hoped that she would be able to remain with Trip for the rest of their lives.

She clung to Trip, as she moved closer and closer to her release.

Trip could feel his sac tighten and a buzzing in the swollen head of his erection. He had had sex in the past, but never came inside anyone before. He always pulled out at their request. That was fine by him. But that’s all it was to him...sex. However, being able to complete the act with Krysira meant so much to him. This was love making to him...not sex. He never had a connection like this with any woman before. He just wanted to be a part of the gorgeous woman both mentally and physically and hoped that they would be able to stay together...forever.

He pounded hard into her, hovering just on the edge.

The bed thudded insistently against the wall.

They were softly urging the other, kissing each other’s lips between tender words. Then without warning, their passion exploded together, as they bounced on the bed, softly crying out the other’s name. They rocked on the bed for a few minutes, until their desire finally subsided. They collapsed with moans of deep contentment, trembling from the intensity.

They gasped for breath, as Trip eased Krysira’s hips up a little so that his cock could slip out, then allowed her to settle back on top of him, snuggling against his chest. Trip had managed to get the covers over them, his arms wrapped around her possessively.

“I love you so much,” Trip murmured against her lips.

“I love you just as much, Trip,” Krysira replied, against his lips.

They kissed, each other’s tongue in the other’s mouth, exploring lazily until they fell into a contented sleep, both wishing that this would never end.

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