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 Disclaimer: This is a futuristic Sex Fantasy.  It includes scenes of
consentual and nonconcentual sex between adults and minors.  It is only a
fantasy and I don't condone rape in any fashion.  If this type of material
offends you, DON'T READ IT!  If you are under the age of 18, DON'T READ IT!
(You shouldn't be in an area where this is available if you're under 18,
anyhow).  This story also includes references to items and terms featured
in the Star Wars(tm) movies and novels.  They are all copyrighted by Lucas
Arts.  If they see this story and don't like me using these references, I
will stop.













   Chapter One - The Pretty Good Jedi



   Many would argue that the rise of technology was directly linked to the
collapse of civilization.  Others would argue that it was just the natural
course of events.

   Between 1996 and 1998, there was a new technological revolution. 
Virtual reality, repulsor lifts, force fields and high energy weapons. 
Paralleling these advances was the development of the human mind.  Psychic
abilities left the realm of the esoteric and became a reality.  Not
everyone gained access to these things, but there was enough that it was no
longer the stuff of speculation and fantasy.

   In contrast, society increased its rate of decay.  As energy and psionic
weapons became more common place, local and global authorities found
themselves overwhelmed.  Police forces and governments fell across the
globe.  All we were left with was those strong enough to hold on to power.
A few corporations and warlords.  The rest was anarchy.

   It seemed that only those with already open minds gained the benefit of
psychic abilities.  New Agers and Sci-fi/fantasy buffs.  The New Agers and
Fantasy folk began to stylize themselves as Wizards and Witches while the
Sci-Fi people chose a path more familiar to their tastes.  They began to
call themselves Jedi.  Some even found ways to use the new force field and
energy technology to build lightsabers.

   But there was an unforeseen side effect to gaining these abilities.  The
mind was challenged in new ways and things hidden in the Psyche would not
stay hidden for long.  Every active psychic had some flaw or handicap which
would assert itself.  Some would find themselves prone to violence while
others would give reality to their hidden fears, unleashing monstrosities
upon the world.

   My particular malfunction was sex.  I had always been what was popularly
know as...  a dog.  I would fuck anything female that smiled at me.  I also
had an attraction to females significantly younger than myself.  This
became more pronounced after I gained my powers.  Not that I would turn
away someone my age or older, mind you, but a young girl, just on the edge
of puberty, was irresistible to me.

   Before The Fall, I had been a fairly wealthy man.  I had been one of
those who pioneered the advances in force field technology and energy
weapons.  By the time I was 30, my company had produced the first
multi-passanger repulsorlift vehicle.  Being a Star Wars buff, I based the
design on the YT-1300 made popular by the dashing smuggler and his furry
companion in the movies.  Then the legal battles with Lucas began.  We
lost, of course, and my company was fairly well trashed.  But I still had
my prototype, a fair amount of my inherited wealth, and the absolute
loyalty of my secretary.

   She was a young Asian girl of 15 when I found her on a street corner in
Richmond, VA.  Using my wealth and developing mental abilities, I procured
papers for her stating that she was 18.  Looking at her, it was hard to
believe the forgery, but the corrupt government was satisfied by the
appropriate papers.

   She was panhandling on the street to support her father's drug habit. 
He beat her, of course, and often made her jerk him off.  But he reasoned
that her virginity could make him some money if things ever got too
desperate.  He ultimately correct, as I bought her from him.  Later that
night, I went back to his place.  I sat and talked with him, about how
happy I was with my purchase, while he got high on crack.  After he was
pretty well baked, I used my psychic abilities to disrupt the functions of
his heart.  The authorities classified it as an over dose.

   Kim was very grateful for her release from this monster.  I told her
that I would never hurt her, or make her do anything she didn't want to.  I
told her that she was free to go but she decided to stay with me.  She
stood up and began to undress.  Again using my abilities, I examined her
emotions and found that this was what she really wanted to do and not
because she felt that she owed me.  I took in the sight of her naked body.
Small, hard breasts, each the size of half a tennis ball, tipped by
perfectly round, brown nipples.  The kind that always reminded me of old
fashioned doorbells.  They were fully erect little buttons, waiting for a
pair of lips to take them in.  My gaze traveled down her flat stomach to
the light patch of black hair between her legs.  Her lips were nice and
puffy and looked tight as hell.  She could tell that I enjoyed looking at
her and I felt the rush of pleasure go through her.  She walked around and
sat on table in front of me, with her legs together.  She started to caress
herself, running her hands down her sides, then back up across her belly,
finally cupping her small breasts.  She squeezed them, softly, and started
to tease her nipples with her finger tips.  She put her fingers in her
mouth, to moisten them, and her nipples gleamed as she spread her saliva
across them.  What was amazing about this, was that I could feel what she
was feeling.  I could feel how much she enjoyed having her tender young
breasts stimulated.  It was a struggle to sit there and watch and not touch
her myself, but feeling what she felt made me sit there and experience
whatever pleasure she inflicted on us.  She worked on her breasts for about
ten minutes, almost bringing us to orgasm (a completely new sensation for
me, feeling that in my chest area) but backed off before reaching that
point.  She slid her right hand back down her body, in between her still
closed legs.  We both gasped as she squeezed the outside of her mound. 
Slowly, she opened her legs so I could see her.  I was enthralled by the
sight of her pussy and completely wrapped up in our mutual pleasure as she
slid her middle finger between her lips and across her clit.  My eyes
bulged in pleasure as she pushed her finger up inside her vagina.  She
wanted to go slowly to prolong the experience, but pleasure overtook us. 
Soon she was working furiously and I could fell our orgasm building.  But
again she stopped.  I cried out in frustration.  She squeezed her mound
with her left hand, just enough to keep us right on the edge.  She reached
out with her right hand and pushed her fingers into my mouth.  I savored
the taste of her virgin pussy on her fingers.  The she withdrew her hand,
and slid the middle finger of her right hand back into her pussy.  She
moved it in and out with agonizing slowness, stroking her clit with her
left hand in the same rhythm.  Then it was upon us.  We came.  My God, how
we came!  I had never felt anything like it before.  It was deeper than my
own orgasms.  Coming from inside me, near my pelvis, instead of in my cock
and balls.  The feeling shook my entire body but I noticed that the
customary spurt of jism was absent.  That was fine by me, the strength of
our orgasm almost rendered me unconscious.  I think she did pass out.  When
my eyes focused again, she was sprawled out on the table, her legs spread
in front of me.  I stood up and dropped my pants, letting my cock spring
free.  I moved forward and laid it against her pussy.  I rubbed it back and
forth and felt her lips spread a little.  The link between us was broken
she passed out, so all I felt was her lips caressing the underside of my
penis.  But that was enough.  I placed my head at her opening and softly
applied pressure.  Her eyes fluttered open as it slid in.

   "No," she said softly, "Not yet.  I want to do other things first.  I
want to save that for last."

   Intrigued by this I willingly complied.  She had me sit back down in the
chair.  Giving me a wicked grin, she climbed off the table and stood in
front of me.  My face was about level with her chest and she thrust it out
invitingly.  I leaned forward and placed my lips against her left nipple
and was rewarded with a gentle sigh.  My hands slid up her body to cup her
breasts.  I covered her right one completely but just held her left one, so
I could still lavish affection on it with my mouth.  Slowly, I felt the
link reestablish itself and once again experienced the mounting pleasure
she felt.  I took turns on both her nipples, flicking my tongue across
them, rolling between my lips and fingers.  I almost stopped in surprise
when a warm feeling blossomed in my chest.  Then I realized that it was
coming from her.  I began working harder on her nipples, bringing her
closer to orgasm.  Suddenly her body stiffened and the warm feeling
exploded.  Again, it was like nothing I had ever felt.  Different even from
the last one, all warm and electric through my chest.

   She leaned down to kiss me after that.  Her lips moved from mouth to my
neck.  Then down across my chest as she knelt between my legs.  She looked
up me and smiled as tiny hands found my cock.  I'm not especially big (nor
especially small, mind you), even so she could wrap both her hands around
it, one over the other.  I sensed a slight hesitation...  this is what her
father used to make her do, but she knew the difference between me and him
and began stroking me.  One hand followed the other, up and down my shaft,
then off of it onto my thighs.  I opened my eyes and looked at her.  She
was breathing heavily and looked both perplexed and overjoyed.  It seems
that the link had started transmitting both ways.  I knew then that she had
psychic potential.  She smiled at this revelation, then her head dipped
down.  I felt her lips make contact with the head of my cock.  Her lips
parted and slid along the underside of it, just as her pussy had done
moments before.  Her lips came back up the tip and she twisted her head
back and forth.  Then I felt her tongue slide out along my shaft.  She
giggled when something like a growl escaped my throat.  Then her lips
parted more and I felt my cock slide into her mouth.  I leaned back so I
could see her lips descend on my shaft.  She stopped about halfway, then
swirled her tongue around me.  Then she went farther down, taking the whole
thing in her mouth.  She moved her head up and down, sucking softly as is
slid out.  When just the head was left in her mouth, she'd work it with her
tongue, then start sucking again as she went back down.  I could tell that
it wasn't easy for her, with the link transmitting all my pleasure through
her.  We both moaned and gasped at the same time.  Then she decided to up
the ante by rubbing her clit.  I felt the pressure begin to build.  Soon it
was ready explode.  Between her sucking and frantically rubbing her clit,
it didn't take long.  And then, DAMN THAT CHILD!  She stopped again!  Her
mouth pulled off me and she straightened her back.  Once again, her own
hand on her pussy kept me right on the edge.  With her other hand she
clasped my cock to her right breast and began rubbing it up and down.  I
felt her stiff nipple and firm, soft mound against the underside of me.  I
felt her hand going up and down on the topside.  I felt the warm tingle
inside her breast.  I felt the tremendous orgasm building in her pussy.  My
body convulsed and we both cried out loudly.  My cock jerked once, twice, a
third time, then unleashed its torrent on her breast.  It pumped for almost
a full minute and she rubbed it back and forth across both her breasts as
it did so.  The room grew fuzzy and began to spin.  Then her mouth was on
me again and she swallowed my parting shot.  Her mouth stayed on me and her
tongue swirled around my deflating penis.  She kept sucking me until my
senses came back and my penis started to respond again.  When I was hard
again, she stood up.

   "Now," she said, "take me to your bed, and fuck me." Reaching out with
my mind, I wrapped it around her and lifted her into the air.  I floated
her halfway to ceiling and stood up, then pulled her down into my arms,
holding her like a groom carrying his bride over the doorstep.  I lifted
myself into the air, then, and levitated out of the kitchen and up the
stairs.  As I did this, I bent my head to her chest, and began licking my
cum off her breasts.

   She sighed something in Korean that I couldn't understand, but I caught
the emotion behind it.  It was something like, "Oh, my God!"

   We reached the bedroom and I laid her out on the bed.  I continued
licking and sucking her breasts until she came again.  Then I worked my
down her stomach to her pussy.  An electric shock went through both of us
as my tongue slid between her lips and across her clit.  I can't even begin
to describe what I felt through our link as my mouth made love to her
pussy. And when she came, well...  ask a woman what she feel when she cums,
I mean REALLY cums.  See if they can find the words to describe it.  It's
like the peak of your best acid trip packed into a few seconds.

   She grabbed me by my hair and pulled me up, not at all gently.  I had
unleashed an animal inside her and it demanded to be fed.  She grabbed my
cock, hard, and placed it against her vaginal opening.  I was about to
advise caution, but she was beyond listening.  She thrust her hips forward
and we both cried out as I broke her hymen.  We both felt the pain of it,
deeply, but she wasn't going to let that stop her.  She bucked her hips
fiercely, already on the edge of another orgasm.  Our minds joined and we
lifted off the bed.  Hovering in mid-air we fucked each other madly.  Our
mind/s lashed out in passion as we came together.  Energy gathered around
us and blasted outward with our orgasm.

   We woke up the next afternoon, still wrapped around each other.  Slowly
we disengaged and took in the devastation around us.  My mattress and
boxspring lay on the floor.  The bed frame had given out when we lost
consciousness and landed on it.  The lamp was powder and the nightstand was
pile of splinters.  The walls were scorched and there were now two
entry-ways to my room.  The regular door and a gapping jagged hole leading
to the hall.  The absurdity of it overtook both of us and we burst out
laughing.

   That was five years before my legal troubles with Lucas.  We've been
together ever since.  We learned quickly how to control the power of our
lovemaking.  And that made it even better.  There's never any need to ask
if it was good.  It's always good.  We always cum together, every time. 
Even if one of us fucks someone else, we both cum.  She's as powerful as I
am, now.  And there's very little that can stand against the two of us. 
She's even a little better than me with a lightsaber.  We basically live on
my ship, the prototype YT-1300 that I built.  We try to help people
whenever we can.  We've both had many lovers and fought many battles. 
We've basically fought and fucked our way across the country.  She's
developed the same taste for young girls that I have, and I share her taste
in men.  We've never used our powers to coerce any one into bed or taken
anyone by force, but these days, it's not hard to find someone, of either
sex and any age, that's willing to give us a toss.