TFA: In your home on the outskirts of town

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You never knew your parents.

Wandering around the wasteland for years, you've never found any clue of who they were, or why they left you for good on this god forsaken rock. Stretching your thin, toned arms in the Jakku twilight, your firm, tight, D-cup breasts barely contained by that fabric you call clothing yawned at the chilling air. You never really wore those beige rags out of necessity anyhow, now that you thought of it. They were really more of a fashion statement. Wind rustling on your bright, youthful cheeks, you flushed, remembering the first time you discovered your "womanly" ways and the enthralling effects it had on men back at Niima Outpost, and the prices they'd pay to get a nice look at your round, luscious hourglass figure.

Lugging your day's findings, an old power converter, a gyroscopic throttle and an aging hydrospanner, you kick your speeder to life and roar back to your makeshift home.

Despite not knowing a lot, you'd managed to find several pieces of interesting material to pass your time away in the desert wilderness. An ancient flight simulator helped you learn to fly almost any ship in the galaxy. Sure, you crashed at first, but you got better and better until now, you could literally fly anything. Well, at least that's what you figured. You'd probably never get off this rock in the first place.

A momentary bump in the speeder smoothly kicked at your clean shaven pussy, arousing you with a faint drip of moisture as a slow chill of pleasure crawled its way up your body. Just because you may have known how to build your own speeder (even modifying it to allow this sensual occurrence to occur more often), put a ship back together from spare parts and survive on your own in the wasteland, didn't mean that you were clueless about sex. Dripping your hand down your loose yet form-fitting pants, you tingle the possibilities of a wild time. You've never done it on a speeder before.

Ultimately, you decide to:

Star Wars: The Complete Erotic Saga
Character:
Rey
Setting:
The Force Awakens

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