Chapter 116: Interval Twenty-Eight: Jewels of the Jewel OC Edition
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Sheila: Twi'lek. Inspiration=Eva Lovia
My name is Rod… and I was born on tattooine to a poor family. When I was a young boy they tried to sell me off as a laborer, but I ran away. Taking to the streets like a common street rat… that's where I met Sheila…
Sheila was… beautiful… born to a family like mine but better off. In other words, she wasn't in danger of being sold off. At first, I kept my distance… but I knew she was watching me. Leaving me food outside where I could find it… eventually, we became friends… we became close… then I realized I can't stay a street rat forever. So I got a job, worked harder, harder, and the hardest I could…
…Then her father lost his job. Her mother got sick… and what happens to all pretty twi'lek's happened. She got a job with the local hutt. Thank the force it was Torga… but she still had to dance. I couldn't take care of her… not with my crappy stockboy job. I barely had enough to take care of myself, let alone take up her time…
…Oh… right… I suppose if I wasn't paying for her time I guess I would be better off… but I could resist. I kept seeing her on stage, dressed in white garters and lingerie as she twirled and spun shyly on the pole. Torga didn't force her to do anything more… but the good credits were in skin. Everyone knew that…
Then… it happened. Something great… I had paid for her time in VIP. And as usual, she was delighted to see me. An hour of rest and still getting paid? She was utterly relaxed.
"…Rod." She said suddenly as we rested on the couch, viewing the stage.
"…Yeah Sheila…" I asked, my eyes shamelessly looking up and down her lingerie clad body, taking in every embroidered pattern of the white cloth. Wrapped tenderly around her dancer's body, her hand sized breasts and her wide childbearing hips
"…Do you… want to go have dinner with me sometime?" she asked after a deep breath.
"…What?" I blanked, I never imagine she'd actually ask me out, so my silence had inevitably given her an answer.
"…Oh…" she said.
"Wait! Yes! Yes dinner and… and…" I grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her back down as she smiled sweetly at me. "Dinner! Where?! When?! S-should… should I dress up?" I asked nervously, looking down at my tattooine robes. Bargain bin brand.
"How about… after work." She said, taking my hand in hers, "Your place. We can pick something up…"
"I-Yeah! Yeah…" I replied, staring into her eyes as a grumpy red-armored Mandalorian banged the outside of the curtain.
"Times up!" she said sourly, walking away as Sheila sighed.
"Okay…" she said, an odd look on her face. "Just wait for me until my shifts are up." She said, standing up and walking away. My eyes were glued to her panties as they hugged her rear in all the right places.
…An hour later I was nervously pacing outside the jewel. Drunken men and women walked out arm and arm. One particularly purple twi'lek had her arms wrapped around several… when finally, wearing a coat Sheila came out and spotted me. She smiled and almost immediately, grabbed my hand. As if hypnotized I lead her away, not even caring what we got to eat as we grabbed some street food and headed to my…
…Well really crappy apartment. Couch, table, tiny TV, and a mattress you could hardly call a bed. But Sheila didn't even care, she smiled and set the 'table' as we eat and talked, talked and ate, and for one unfortunate moment ate and talked at the same time.
Finally… when we were done… she went silent, staring hard into my table as she took another deep breath. "…Rod… I…" she caught herself and took another breath. "Rod." She said more firmly, "I… I'm thinking about stripping… in the club. Actually, taking my clothes off when I dance."
I blinked at her, she usually stayed on one of the side stages dancing, it wasn't 'glamorous' but money was still made. "Why?" I asked my fingers gripping the table as she spoke… I didn't want her to do it…
"Because I need the money…" she said ashamedly, "…Mother's bills are getting worse and father…" she sighed again, "…he says he's going to try looking for work offworld but…" she shook her head, lekku bouncing as she did. "He's so distant lately… I don't think he'd come back. You help me…" she said, grabbing my hand and looking me in the eyes. "Don't think I don't know how much you pay to see me weekly… it's a LOT of money Rod…" she said and I couldn't met her eyes. "Usila gets three times as many credits as I do… and that's before she… sells herself." She blushed and fiddled with her hands. "…But I… Rod I want to…" she took one final breath and stood up, taking off her robe and revealing her lingerie. "…Rod I want you to love me… if I give myself to you first, I think I can tough it out on stage I-"
I stood up, wrapped my arms around her, and held her close. She gasped slightly, but her hands slowly returned my embrace as I led her to my bed. "…Rod…" she began, but I kissed her, she stared at me a little surprised as I pulled away.
"I… love you." I said and pulled away as she stared at me surprised. "…WOO!!" I shouted, releasing that breath. "Okay! That… I." I stared at her shocked expression. "…Ever since we met. Always. And… I don't want to…" I gestured to her, "Do this if you really don't want too… okay? I can… maybe I can get a job with Torga and we can. You can move in with me and-" I looked around, and realized how stupid that was. "Or I can move in with you and help around the house and contribute and…"
"You love me?" she asked staring at me surprised.
"Of course I do…" I said, unequivocally. "I've wanted us to be together since the first day you said hello to me."
She stood still then. She rushed me, pressing her body against mine as she kissed me. Pulling me back towards the bed. "…I love you too Rod…" she said lovingly, giggling sweetly. "…I love you…" I caressed her, she caressed me. I licked her neck, and breasts, rubbing softly against her pantied covered crotch, feeling the softness of the cloth and the wetness of her pussy on my length as I slowly began working my way down as I took a long sniff of her scent. Burying my face into her as she squealed and trembled nervously. "Rod." She gasped, but I gently pushed her panties aside, getting to her blue vagina, already eager for me as I slowly lapped at it. "Oh yes!" she hissed lovingly, softly, "Rod please… be gentle."
"Whatever you want." I said softly, gently caressing her legs as if she were a goddess and I was worshiping her. My tongue buried itself amateurishly inside her, getting the taste permanently etched on my tongue. She took a sharp intake of breath, and her essence sprayed briefly on my face as she came like a holo-girl… but she went quite, panting heavily and staring at the ceiling as I stood up, gently caressing her lower lips with my fingers as she lied on the bed before me, patiently watching. "…Can I…" I carefully pulled her up, turning her around as I recovered her pussy. Pressing her thighs together and slowly moving my length between them, rubbing up against her.
"Rod…" she blushed, wrapping a hand around my head as she moved her hips back and forth, feeling her clothes rub against me along with her body. I've always had a bit of a fetish but seeing her like this… or on stage… it always felt like it was for me. I licked her lekku, and suckled her flesh as I moved slowly, my cock throbbing impatiently for release as she continued to leak her arousal through her panties. Groping her breasts from behind her mouth slowly opened, gasping in pleasure as I squeezed every inch of her. I wanted to cum… just like this…
"Y-you feel so good Sheila I can't hold it…" I whimpered, slowly speeding up as I approached, lubing my length with her natural essence as it stained her underwear.
"N-no wait Rod… inside." She begged, looking over her shoulder at me as I moved forward, "Inside me please…" I would do anything for her, my erection throbbing desperately as I gently lied her on the bed, thrusting so impatiently I almost tore her panties, she managed to push them aside smiling at me as I slowly pierced her, she flinched, only briefly and wrapped her body around me. Holding me close. "Okay…" she whispered, and I released… she gasped softly. Squeezing me with her whole body with each pulse of my length. "…Stay inside me…" she begged, pulling me back to her lips as she kissed me. "…Stay with me forever…" she whimpered.
I kissed her, holding her close as I gave in. I don't know how long we had done so… but I didn't even care. She just kept going, kept kissing and rubbing. Still fully clothed as I lapped away at her… we made love all night… and into the morning. She rode me, I rode her, every finish, every completion was followed by an 'I love you'… I was never outside of her, my sheets stained with our lovemaking, her body overflowing with my seed as I pumped my cum again and again into her, moving lovingly slow as she cried climax after climax.
I awoke an hour later to her cooking breakfast with my meager selection of food. Smiling at me like a newlywed. Blushing as I ignored her excellent cooking to taste her again, she eagerly accepted me as I carried her back to bed. Tasting her lips before putting myself back inside her… we were… lost in each other…
"Inside me! Inside me!" she cried happily as she rode me again, "Give me your baby!" I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her down and towards me as we embraced once more, release again as she accepted me. Kissing me deeply as she moaned, taking my dwindling load deep into her body.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK… she suddenly tightened at the surprise, draining me further as she checked the clock. "Oh no!" she whimpered, trying to get off me but I held her firm, still finishing inside her as she rubbed my head lovingly, "Rod I need to go! I'm on shift!"
The door however was suddenly kicked open, and the recognizable red armor of Hirai-Ken entered, glaring at me as she stepped aside… and in slithered Torga the hutt. The one-eyed hutt eyed me for a moment, smiled and gestured Hirai out, "We will give you a moment…" he said, smiling knowingly as he slithered back out and Hirai 'fixed' the door.
Sheila bit her lower lip. But kissed me after a moment, "…I'll be back." She said, searching for her coat, but first slipping out of her panties, and leaving them on my bed. Smiling at me, as she fidgeted out of my home. I had just slipped on my shorts as Torga re-entered gazing at me thoughtfully. Then handed a datapad by Hirai-Ken he began to read off several intimate knowings of my life, payment, job, family… everything. Then… handing back the Datapad he crossed his fingers and watched me.
"…I come with an offer for you Rod." He said, "…A janitor at my Jewel…" he said very calmly, "You'll clean up all sorts of messes, but you'll be paid admirably for your effort… and silence." He added, "Far more than your current position, and I'll throw in a dorm in my barracks…" he noted, looking around the tiny apartment and cold food on the table.
I stared at him surprised, wondering why. I was a literal nobody, with dreams of a wonderful life with a woman who meant everything to me. "…Why?"
"I believe in giving good people good work. And this way, you can help pay off your lovely friend's debt." He said, "I'm always looking for hard, loyal workers… and you'd make Ms. Sheila happy…" and with a grin that creased the scar over his dead eye, "And happy workers are efficient workers…"
I blinked at him for a moment. And nodded...
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Jade Raven: Human. No inspiration
My boss tells me that working as an SIS agent requires great personal sacrifice, whether emotional or personal. His boss tells him to shut the fuck up and quit staring at my chest. I didn't mind doing the seedier parts of the work, not even this. But even I could tell when I was being sexually harassed. I had been assigned to work at the Jewel; strip, turn tricks, but keep my eyes and ears open. The Jewel of Tattooine was one of the few places in the galaxy where republic and imperial could go without fear. Torga held a tight grip over the place, and while he didn't have nearly the pull or control as his mother Babayaga he still had considerable backing.
Reginald Cabera was my superior officer, my handler. And a bit of a dick. Luckily his superior was a republic SIS legend Scarlet Trooper. And she was the one I was talking too.
I've always been a bit of a fangirl for her, if the rumors were to be believed she was what every romantic spy in the republic wanted to be. She charmed an Imperial Noble into turning on his Moff mother just by looking at him, they became an item, broke out dozens of POWs from a secret Balmorra prison, she killed a deadly Darth and led to the spiraling downfall of Moff Altora Kane. I idolized her. I wanted to be like her…
I couldn't be farther from it. She never had to strip for a bunch of depraved little shits, dancing on tables for their amusement in my underwear or less. Using my body to squeeze out what little information I could get… I didn't even really feel like a spy even though I sacrificed my body for this job. Dying my blonde hair jet black. Getting temporary tattoos on my legs and right asscheek of flowers (Getting permanent ones would ruin my career.) Piercing my ears, upper and lobe, left nostril, eyebrow, lip, even my nipples… Ugh… I felt like a hooker… but I would obey my instructions…
"Jade are you listening?" Scarlet asked as I turned my attention back to her.
"Yes…" I said, lying through my teeth. But cleared my throat, "…But… could you repeat it ma'am? Just for clarification?"
The still amazingly beautiful togruta smiled knowingly and repeated. "Alexander Igram, an Imperial General has booked passage to go to the Jewel. To be more specific he's going to Tattooine, but we all know why. Nobody important goes to tattooine unless it's for intimate leisure." She rolled her eyes. "Still this is a lucrative opportunity. My contacts tell me he's chatty. So, get his attention. Get him drunk as hell, and pull whatever you can out of him… get him talking about his record first, he's survived an assassination attempt recently start with that."
"Yes ma'am." I said nodding, "When is he to arrive?"
"Tomorrow." Scarlet replied knowingly, "We lost him on Dromund Kaas but they often vanish before going to the Jewel." She sighed and rolled her eyes, "Ours too. Stupid bastards, like we don't notice… Cabera…" she added knowingly as my handler cleared his throat. "Anyway… anything else to report?"
"…I've had a suspicion about a Chiss employed by the club… but that might just be my bias…" I added, "…She calls herself Cipher 69…"
Scarlet laughed out loud, "Well… we'll check her out. I couldn't imagine a Cipher agent doing this though, but then again you never know. Signing off Jade." Scarlet added, saluting and leaving me with Cabera, who stared at me in my underwear for a moment longer as if burning it into his memory and signed off as well. The job came and went, and night fell the next day as I worked the stage, shaking my ass for the farmboys crowding the stage as off came my bra… I didn't really care. I just felt I could doing more for the republic than one credit at a time…
Then as my dance ended and I redressed as best as I could, pulling on my black bra and panties over my black stocking legs, heels, and elbow length cotton gloves the doors opened, and in entered a small group of imperials. One had to be Alexander and it had to be one in the imperial officer uniform, the other two looks like trooper guards, undercover of course, who seemed more excited to be here than he was. One actually slapped his shoulder happily and went off to watch Usila, a purple-skinned big-breasted twi'lek as she twirled on stage.
The officer was young, too young to be the general, and he had a blaster burn on the side of his… admittedly handsome blue-eyed blonde imperial face. I frowned and went about walking the floor as if looking for clients as the remaining trooper led the young officer towards a stage with Cipher 69 just finishing up only to be replaced by Sheila. Sheila wasn't a 'stripper' per say, but she was still a skilled dance.
"Come on sir try and enjoy yourself…" the trooper noted, "Your father spent a lot of money to get you here quietly." He said under his breath.
"Hmmm." The officer said uninterestedly.
I scowled again, not the father but the son… maybe I could work with that. As the trooper seemed to enjoy himself watching Sheila I put on my friendliest face and approached the officer from the side, brushing his scar with a gloved finger. He jumped a little surprised at the attention and stared at me with a huge blush on his face… good. That meant he was interested.
"Hey there handsome… see anything you like?" I asked giving him a smile and leaning over to let him stare down my cleavage. "I do…"
"Oh…" he said, gulping, "I ah…" he hesitated, not meeting my eyes as I sat down next to him, brushing my shoulders against him.
"Oh? You don't like me? What's your type? Maybe a twi'lek man…" I said, looking up at Sheila as she spun on the pole. "Or maybe Zeltron? You like them pink…"
"No its not that…" he said shyly looking away and fidgeting as his trooper friend eyed him.
"Excuse my friend…" he said, "How much?"
"…Hmmm… for you or your friend?" I asked, pretending to eye the trooper up.
"For him." He said, pulling out a roll of club currency, "Show him a good time?"
"Ohh…" I said, gently rubbing the officer's shoulder. "I'll give you a discount 300 credits?"
"Deal." He said, handing me the amount.
"What? wait I-" but I quickly tugged him towards the back rooms as the trooper waved him off.
"Relax Alex. Go have fun." He said. Alex? Hmm…. Probably named after his father. It would explain the error, but the son was probably easier than the father. I dragged him into an empty room, brushing past the privacy curtains and gently tossing him onto a seat. Leaning over him and smiling knowingly, "How do you want to start?" I asked, standing straight and nodding towards the private stage. "Want me to give you a show first?" she asked.
"Look…" he said, clearing his throat as his voice broke. "I… look…" I frowned, he was having issues.
"Come on. You paid for my time just enjoy it." I said I needed to get him to relax. If he was too tense he wasn't going to-
"Can't we just talk?" he asked hopefully, "It's not that I'm not interested it's just." He sighed, "…I didn't really want to come here in the first place. My dad made me." He spat sourly, sighing into the couch.
I blinked at him. Was it really this easy? "…All right." I said, dropping onto the couch next to him. "We can just talk. Some guys just want someone to listen." I crossed my legs and stared attentively into his eyes as he blushed, "Go ahead. Let's talk."
"A-about what?" he asked, he didn't expect this. I'll ease into it.
"Well. Let's start with names." I said, "I'm Jade."
"Alexander Igram Junior." He said, clearing his throat again. "Nice to meet you Jade."
"Likewise." I said pleasantly, "So Alex, what's on your mind?"
He sighed again, "…I don't know… a lot has happened in the last couple of weeks. I just wanted to relax and my father sent me here."
"Most people come here to relax." I said with a smile.
"Well, most people don't almost get assassinated." He replied, "Or given the credit for foiling it. Or trying to sweep it under the rug…" he gently rubbed his scarred cheek in thought.
"…How did you get that?" I asked calmly, bringing him out of his thoughts. Leaning on him as he sighed.
"…Luck." He mumbled, "I 'saved' my father by interrupting a sniper. I almost died, but everyone makes it out to be some big thing. Now my father's building me up as some big imperial hero and stuff. Sending me here for a while to get me out of the way as he 'rides the wave' of my fame." he mumbled.
"Sounds depressing…" I noted, and already my mind was whirling. "But you get to be a hero right? Who doesn't want to be a hero?"
"Me." He said sadly. "…I'm not particularly talented or smart, but just because I almost died people think I deserve to be put on a pedestal, and my father's profiting from it…"
…I sensed it… this was my moment. my hand slowly slipped onto his thigh and he jumped a little nervously. "You know…" I began slowly as he blushed, "…There are perks to being a hero…" He placed his hand on mine to stop me from rubbing his leg, but he didn't fight it for long. "But maybe it's not the problem… maybe what you need is a little confidence and appreciation."
"Like…" he stared at my chest before shooting up to meet my eyes, honestly curious. "What do you mean?"
I rubbed my face against the bare skin of his neck, "Well…" I began seductively, suddenly swinging my leg over him and straddling him. "Sounds to me like because you got hurt you're being exploited… so I think you deserve a good time, let someone actually appreciate you…" I took his hands and pulled them to my firm breasts, squeezing his hands around me and moaning slightly. I actually felt pretty good. "Ooh…" I cooed softly, leaning forwards into his grip as he stared mesmerized. "Maybe you need to be shown what happens when you do a good thing…" I left his hands on my chest and caressed his face, brushing his cheeks with my thumbs and feeling his scar as I made him look at me. "You just relax… and let me appreciate you."
I kissed him, brushing my lips against his and slipping my tongue into his mouth as he instinctively squeezed my chest… he tasted pretty good, and his hands felt nice. I rubbed his shoulders and shook my hips, feeling his erection through his pants. He was a big boy… strictly speaking, I wasn't supposed to bang the crap out of guys for so low a price… but he could use the attention. And he was cute… I straightened up, taking off my bra as his eyes were immediately drawn to my bare breasts, his hands gently flicking my nipples with his thumb as he gently squeezed.
"Someone's done this before…" I chuckled, thrusting my chest into his hands.
"Actually no…" he said mechanically before blinking in surprise. "I mean…"
"It's fine Hon." I said, getting up and slipping my thumbs into my underwear, letting it drop to the ground as I stood before him. "…Let's get you dressed."
"But I'm already…" he began but I reached behind him and pulled out a condom.
"House rules…" I said, gently fiddling with his belt and licking my lips in 'anticipation'. Let him know I'm going to enjoy it as much as he was. Heck maybe I will… once I let him free the beast I realized how apt that was… the guy was big… as I ran my hand slowly up and down his length, letting him squirm a little I realized this was going to reach all the right places… shit.
I stretched the condom over his length, going agonizingly slow as it stretched around his thick piece of meat. It barely went halfway down. But it'll still serve the purpose. I stroked him, slow, firm… letting my hand run up and down his length as I stared into his eyes. Guys like that… I gently pressed my lips against the bare skin of his length. I never really enjoyed sucking a guy off but… whatever the republic needed I guess.
His thick meaty cock throbbed in my grip, I had to remember that the kid was a virgin. I needed to let him enjoy himself without tiering him out, I needed to get him attached to me after all. I pressed my lips again and again against his length. He wasn't sweaty or dirty which was nice; he had this sort of thick musky smell… I kind of liked it. My tongue instinctively left my mouth, brushing against his skin as saliva rolled down to his balls.
"Ah…. Ah…" he squirmed, he was going to cum. I stopped, squeezing the root of his shaft to stop him from firing off. "D-darn…" he hissed, thrusting up against my hand as his balls tried to fire, flooding with thick cum destined for a rubber bag.
"Not yet…" I teased, standing up and aiming him at my groomed pussy. Taking a deep breath, I lowered myself trembling slightly as I stretched to accommodate him, feeling the rubber… then his skin as I fully engulfed him inside me. "Wooo…" I moaned softly, "You're a big boy…" then taking his hands I placed them on my hips and began to shake with well-practiced skill. He began to move me back and forth, letting his thick cock brush against every inch of my insides impatiently. He trust up against my gyrating as I moaned in pleasure. Couldn't help it. He was a perfect fit…
He lifted me up and down slowly, bouncing me on his lap as I gasped. Feeling him throb as my breasts bounced before him, his head shot forward eagerly and took me into his mouth, slurping at my nipples as his tongue rolled around the steel bar running through them. Suddenly he tightened his grip on me, holding me tight as the rubber on his cock filled up inside me. I felt it stretch me as it filled… then it hit me. I hissed an orgasm as I came… and slowly he pulled out. A fist-sized bag of cum hanging from his cock… his still erect cock.
"Holy shit…" we breathed together for probably completely different reasons as I tied the bag off and tossed it onto the table.
"You're still hard…" I said amazed, my pussy tingling slightly at the idea of him being back inside me… rubber or no rubber.
"Y-yeah…" he said, staring at me. "Is that a problem?"
I laughed slightly, "…It would be if you didn't have someone to take care of it…" I took another condom and turned around looking away from him. Taking a breath, this was going to be a long session… applying it to his length I turned around and put my hands on the stage, leaning my hips out towards him and giving it a shake. "…Come on." I teased, "Your turn…" I bounced my ass up and down, I didn't exactly have a 'booty' to shake but guys still liked the movement… I felt his hands on my ass and once again he slowly penetrated me, right to the root. My toes and fingers curled… shit he's a big boy…
I gasped as he suddenly pulled out and thrust. I gasped again as he repeated… then I made some noise as his hips began to move on their own. He grabbed me by my breasts, pulling me against him as he thrust forwards over and over, making me actually squeak in pleasure as he plowed me mindlessly into the stage. I lost the strength in my arms, collapsing onto it as I screamed in pleasure. My toes curled as I tightened around him in orgasm and he joined me, pressing hard against my ass as he released…
…It felt amazing as the bag filled up with his cum, and I couldn't help but wonder how good he'd feel if he wasn't wearing one. I bit my lower lip to try and get myself under control, my teeth scrapping against the ring piercing.
"You… that… was amazing…" he breathed weakly onto my skin as I chuckled, he trembled as his sensitive cock slowly pulled free from my pussy, instinctively squeezing him as he did. The condom dangerously close to bursting as it clung tightly to his cock head. I immediately tied it off and tossed it next to the other one, sighing as I let my legs give out and sat on the stage.
"…Shit Alex…" I laughed as I watched his cock finally go limp, "…Why aren't you surrounded by ladies with a dick like that?" I gripped it gently and began to stroke him. "…How about you come back and have another… talk with me?" I asked.
I saw the look in his eyes… and over the next few weeks I'd see it again… and again… I caught myself a big fish… in more ways than one.
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Cipher 69: Chiss. No inspiration.
I wiped my lips of the farmboy and left him exhausted in his seat as I walked out. All the right bits jiggling as my long blue legs took one step in front of the other, the purple thong biting into my big blue ass as I went back into the main room. I was supposed to dance on the second stage in an hour, but a republic cruiser had stopped over tattooine. So that meant a surplus of shore leave recruits just looking to drain their balls…
Honestly, when Watcher Zero put me here so many months ago I was a little… disappointed. I was top of my 'class' in interrogation and torture and here I was spreading my legs for whoever gave me the credits for it. Still… my promotion from a Cipher 14 to 2 was still appreciated and I didn't even realize it at first…
My first client. Some fat slovenly gangster. Didn't know how good he had it, it didn't take him long to blow his load all over the vip room. And I thought that was the worst I'd have to deal with… and it was in hindsight, because of my next two clients. Two very eager moisture farmer brothers took turns in me… I actually enjoyed myself a little… I see them every other Centaxday. Then a third client a mirialan who liked the feel of my tongue made me kiss her over and over again, with both her lips. I liked the taste. Then a fourth client, fifth, six… Then I started to notice things… I stopped asking question from clients I should've… I stared giving out 'free samples' to the ones I liked. I started to have some fun with a select few mandalorians.
I had a problem from a Cipher's standpoint… but I didn't from my own…
I found myself a group of opened minded troopers… eager to pay for a very eager girl… namely me. I lead them back to an empty room and casually slipped onto stage. I was already topless and was only wearing bottoms, stockings and stripper heels… so it didn't take them long to get riled up. I was squatting low, making my ass clap for them as one thick handed human gripped my left cheek giving it a squeeze as I smiled at him. He pulled me bodily from the stage, lifting me up and placing his hands on my thighs as he carried me to the couch, I squeezed my breasts as the other two troopers pulled out their cocks, my body reacting instinctively to the sight. The human lifting me by the legs sat down, my pussy eagerly soaking through my thong as I felt him prod my ass, spreading my ass cheeks forcefully as it pressed into my hole.
"You're a tight bitch…" he hissed in my ear, and dropped me. Instantly my ass was spread open as gravity forced his thick hard cock inside me. I screamed in pleasure as the other two, a human and mirialan respectfully stroked themselves harder. The one fucking my ass reached around me, squeezing my tits like ripe melons.
"Yeah…" I moaned pleadingly, shaking my hips.
"You like anal bitch? If not, too bad…" he laughed, lifting me up and down easily as his rock hard cock stretched me open wide. I hissed happily through my teeth in a manic smile as his cock sent messages of pleasure right up my spine to my brain. His hands worked my breasts like buttons to steer it… "Come on boys we paid good money. Don't just stand there like limp dicks."
I licked my lips almost reactively as the other human approached me, stroking his thick cock as I moved up and down his compatriot. He moved the thong aside revealing my pussy and didn't even give me a chance to breathe as he shoved it right to my womb, already gasping at his cock head and eager for seed as I screamed instinctively. "Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
"You picked a good whore sarge." The mirialan declared as he climbed up onto the couch and grabbed my hair, yanking me to his cock and shoving it deep into my mouth. His cock went to the root, my lips wrapped around his shaft as I eagerly and instinctively slurped him down, his balls against my chin as the other two troopers pounded wildly inside me, uncaring as to whether I was enjoying it or not… and I was. I drooled hungrily around his meat as I looked up at him, his hands gripping my head like a sleeve moving it up and down as I gagged on him. Licking away regardless, the salty taste filled me as his precum decorated my tongue.
"Hell, this whore found me…" Sarge laughed, his fingers biting deep into my hips as he tried to monopolize me. Ramming up into me as he pulled me down and his friend pulled me back up for his own pleasure. My whole body twitched as I came, screaming on the mirialan's cock as my orgasm ripped through my body. Sarge suddenly roared too, pulling me down as he released inside me, I felt the warmth of his cum flooding my bowls as he slammed up into my ass, smacking my cheek as he finished and his friend suddenly sped up.
"Take it up your blue cunt…" he hissed angrily, slamming to the root and releasing a torrent of seed. Pinning me tightly between him and the sarge as my body reacted to their semen. Already eager for more. Unlike his sarge however he pulled out, the seed spilling from my pussy as it pooled on the floor.
"I want a turn in that." Sarge hissed in my ears, still groping my tits as I sucked uncaringly on the mirialan. "Get that cum out…" he laughed as my body pushed out the seed, I place my hands on my stomach and tried for more as dollops of cream squeezed out. He lifted me off his cock, my ass gaping as it dribbled his cum onto his length… however before he could do anything the Mirialan finished, pulling my head to the root as he released, eagerly I sucked down his cum, letting the warmth coat my throat and fill my stomach. He sighed in contentment and slowly pulled from my sloppy mouth as I got lost in his taste.
He slapped his flaccid length on my face, staining it with cum as he sat on the stage watching as Sarge tossed me onto the couch, before crawling over me, lifting my legs up and prodding my messy pussy. He went to the root instantly, stretching me wide as my puss vomited the last of his subordinate's seed to make room for his. Gripping my ankles and using my legs as fuck handles he pounded deep and hard into my pussy as I screamed and writhed on the couch, my pussy clenching tightly around him eager for his release.
"Fuck my tight pussy!" I screamed up at him, squeezing my tits as my toes curled. I came, but he didn't slam away at my tightness unheeded as my body clenched. He roared his release, pushing my knees to the couch as I drained his balls, emptying himself into me. He slammed once, twice… then ripped himself away taking a huge amount of seed with him, spraying it on my blue pubic hair as my fingers slipped down and collected his taste, licking it from my fingers. His hand reached out, grabbing my hair and dragging me to the floor on my knees as he yanked it firmly.
"You two ready?" he asked as they approached, their cocks throbbing eagerly after watching Sarge pound away, "Paint her." he pulled his hand away and my mouth opened wide, sticking out my tongue as seek warm seed from two cocks painted my face white with semen…
It felt so good on my skin, I rubbed it. Tasted it… they left me there alone and messy… still licking cum from my hands.
…It was hours later. Smelling like fish but feeling fresh as spring I sat in my room. I took a deep breath… and decided it was time to have a chat. I pulled out the hidden com under loose flooring and made the call.
It rang for a moment, then suddenly an older, but still gorgeous woman with chocolate colored skin and thick cock sucking lips, (her description not mine) appeared, she smiled pleasantly at me. "Cipher 2, how are you baby?" A former Cipher 2 herself, and arguably the best in our generation as an Imperial Rose: the top position Cipher 2. The recently appointed Watcher Zero grinned sweetly at me. "I wasn't expecting a report for another two days…" I sighed sadly, and her warm smile lessened. "…What's wrong?"
"Ma'am… I've been compromised." I said firmly, already my pussy was twinging for more. "I think I need to be extracted."
"Compromised how?" she asked patiently, her conversational skills already working her magic. "Tell me."
"…I'm enjoying myself." I said, "I've missed multiple opportunities for information while being… lost in the moment."
"Fucking like a rancor in heat you mean." She smiled, "Baby don't worry about it. I LOVED being a Cipher 2. I still have dozens of guys calling me up asking to meet." She shrugged absently, "I still do now and again."
"But I'm not getting anything done…" I noted. "I am more eager to entertain than anything."
"Then give me what you can." She replied with a shrug. "1 in maybe… 8 sessions is actually lucrative, the rest gives us SHIT." She replied rolling her eyes with a disarming smile, "And half the time the Cipher 2 position is to spy on OUR OWN PEOPLE so who cares if you're having fun."
"But ma'am…" I began but she glared at me. I froze, it wasn't harsh. But it was a warning…
"…Just… see it through for another couple of weeks." She replied, "If you really don't get a hold on it we'll do whatever you want." She chuckled, "I have a fondness for Cipher 2s…" then more pleasantly she grinned at me, "You got anything for me now?"
"…There's a republic agent working here." I replied shrugging, "…I think she hooked an Imperial but I'm not really sure. I can't really ask her she thinks I'm a Cipher agent."
She chuckled, "Well Cipher 69 is a little on the nose. But alright keep and I on her. Maybe slip some false info to her to get her to slip up…"
"Yes ma'am." I replied, she smiled.
"Don't hesitate to call." She waved with her fingers, apparently a signature gesture form her Imperial Rose days. I saluted and hung up. Barely seconds later Dolly knocked hard on the door, "Sixty… we got a group you want in?"
…I couldn't stop myself from drooling.
Cipher 69 was donated by ssdthsdrth. Thanks ssdthsdrth, hoped you liked it.
Hirani: Twi'lek. Inspiration= Blanche Bradburry. Zana: Togruta. Inspiration= Viola Bailey.
My name is Miles, and I'm in trouble… not 'bad' trouble… but not 'good' trouble. A pair of big Mandalorians hurled me into a room as a large one-eyed hutt, aptly Torga the hutt, sat smoking a pipe of… a relaxant I couldn't quite remember the name too and being fawned over by a pair of pretty masseuses, a pantoran and a theelin. He politely waved them off and they walked past me as I cleared my throat and stood up. A broad-shouldered female Mandalorian in red armor glared silently at me as the hutt released a sigh from his pipe.
"Alright. Who are you?" he asked calmly, his eye wandering to the Mandalorian who walked close and whispered something in his ear. He then turned his attention back to me and I gulped. He sighed, "…Welching huh? That's disappointing… didn't anyone ever tell you not to cheat a hutt out of credits?"
"I wasn't!" I denied fervently, "… I just… sort of ran out of money…" I said a little sheepishly."
Torga the hutt blinked at me with his good eye. "…Sort off?" he asked calmly, patiently.
"Well… I commissioned a ship, and paid with my account…" I sighed as the memory returned, "But it was sort off… cut off. My parents you see. They're not happy at me dropping out of the law academy."
Torga coughed slightly, trying to surprise a chuckle. "They cut you off?"
I sighed, "Yeah." The red Mandalorian whispered in the hutts ear and I frowned nervously.
"And it was just unfortunate." Torga began, "That you commissioned one of mine. That's very unlucky." He chuckled as the Mandalorian smiled rather smugly. "Well…" he grinned, sliding off his dais and approaching me, "Law academy was it? You any good?"
"I… guess. I just got rather bored with it… annoyed really." I said, finding myself opening up to him as he lead me down the hall. "I got bullied and teased even with my high grades. So I thought I'd take a little me time you know?"
"Indeed." Torga nodded thoughtfully.
"And I heard about this place and thought I could come and have a good time…" I added, not realizing we were walking. "But apparently my parents didn't like the idea of me taking a break."
"Most don't." Torga chuckled, leading me through the club as dancers danced on stage, a red twi'lek covered in black striped tattoos and a green togruta were dancing on stage, their bodies in matching black leather suits as like twins they spun on the main stage pole. Briefly, I was distracted by their large supple breasts, the twi'lek obviously had work done but the togruta was all natural, even wrapped tightly in leather all the right parts jiggled for the crowd.
Torga pulled me out of my daze, leading me into his more business-oriented office. "Now now we can get to that later… and since you're a little lacking in the monetary department maybe you should hold off on it."
"Right…" I noted, still staring as the two exotic beautiful women began to kiss, slowly unzipping the leather one-pieces they wore. "Where was I?"
"Your parents." He noted, setting me in the seat across from his desk as he rested behind it watching me intently.
"I would happily pay you but they have access to my account… they're cutting me off until I go back."
"Indeed…" Torga nodded sagely, "So how long were you at the Law academy?"
"A year and a half." I answered immediately as he began to take notes.
"You must have passed your first few exams then. What were your scores?" he asked casually.
"85-94 I think…" he nodded approvingly making a note. Before eying me.
"Do you intend to go back?" he asked calmly.
"Well, I thought I would. But now it just feels like I'm being forced… I don't really know if I want to." Torga nodded thoughtfully.
"Well then… he began. Then all that is left is how you're going to pay me…" he said smiling fondly. "You of course need to work it off…" I blinked, suddenly feeling like I was in a job interview.
"Wait… what?" I asked surprised.
"I can't just let you go…" he noted, "I could but it would only be to send my mandalorians after you. You won't enjoy that and I won't be paid."
"Agreed." I said, fidgeting in my seat.
"So!" he smiled, "I'm going to offer you a job. You're going to TAKE the job and enjoy all the benefits thereof." He said fondly. "I'll even give you a down payment…" he opened a drawer and pulled out a key, and a dossier. "Find your new room with that key, read up, and report to me tomorrow…" he smiled, waving me off. "Go on. Back through the club, take the stairs."
Utterly confused as to what was going on, I silently obeyed. Briefly disappointed at the fact that the two alien girls weren't dancing anymore. It was some goth looking human with tattoos and piercings… not distracted by the sexy I read the room number on the key and headed towards what was obviously the dorms. Opening the dossier and reading a little, it was something about a land issue. Very cut and dry actually I could do it in my sleep. I entered the room and absently shut the door. Reading through the dossier for a few more minutes… it was an hour later as I was taking notes when I heard a knock on the door.
I approached it, opened it and suddenly froze like a tauntaun on hoth. Blinking at the pair of beautiful women I had seen only an hour before. The Twi'lek and the Togruta, hands wrapped around their black lingerie covered body blinked at me for a moment.
"Torga was right…" the twi'lek began smiling at me as she entered, "I do like him. He's cute."
"Don't tease him Hirani." The togruta began, brushing my chin with a long finger as she shut the door behind her. "He's already stiff."
"I'm just having fun with him Zana." Hirani said, her shapely rear pressing on the bed as she crossed her legs. Watching me as her stocking covered foot bounced in place.
"Who… I… You?... I'm Miles…" I blinked at them, trying to find the words as Zana, twirled in place, showing me her supple rear only for a moment before stretching her natural breasts dangerously close to popping out. "Huh?"
"We're your down payment handsome…" Hirani replied, shaking her striped lekku as she stroked her hips. "Torga told you right?"
…I regret nothing.
"I… okay…" I said, "So… what do we do exactly?"
The girls eyed each other and chuckled, "What would you like?" Zana asked, "We'll do WHATEVER you want…" she smiled, rubbing her finger on my shirt as she gazed into my eyes, smiling warmly. "You can play with me. Or Hirani, or both of us… whatever you'd like."
"Don't listen to her." Hirani said smiling sweetly, "You're going to play with both of us anyway we're a packaged deal."
Zana rolled her eyes, "But he gets to choose How…" she said smiling knowingly at me again, "Like for instance… maybe he wants you to be Darth Succubus."
"That involves whips and riding crops." Hirani kindly for me, I immediately shook my head. And she nodded understandingly. "Well then how about Slave girls? Guys like that…"
"I'm not really into that sort of thing…" I said shyly.
"Oh I know…" Zana smiled, resting her arms around my shoulders. "You strike me as… a little brother. Who likes his big sisters…" she suddenly smiled, "…There it is." Feeling my erection harden against her clothed pussy she eyed Hirani. "Got it."
Like a new woman Hirani stood up, approaching me confidently as she pressed her body to me, cooing softly. "What's the matter Miles? Did you have a bad dream?" she kissed me gently on the check, "Come lie down with your big sister's we'll help you…" then together they too dragged me to the bed, I was stripped naked before I even hit the sheets. they giggled as they laid me between them, their hands stroking me rhythmically it was if they were one person.
Hirani soon took me between her lips, my cock throbbing eagerly inside her wet lips as she hummed cheerfully. "We agreed we'd shoot for first dibs!" Zana scolded. Hirani rolled her eyes as her head bobbed slightly on me, her stripped lekku bouncing as her free hand pinched the ends of the fleshy head appendages. Zana shoved Hirani away with her face, the twi'lek's lips pulled away with a pop as she immediately took me to the hilt of my, honestly average length. She briefly coughed around me as she fought her gag reflex. Hirani's eyes narrowed and placed a hand between the tall lekku of her friend's head and shoved her firmly down and holding her in place. She smirked at me, watching me intently as I felt Zana's throat pulse around my length, desperate for air before Hirani pulled her back up and she sucked in air with a gasp.
Without missing a beat, they were soon both on me. Lips pressed together around my length as they slurped and scarped their tongues against me. Damn I was cumming… I really didn't want to cum from oral.
"Ah!" Zana suddenly gasped pulling away and Hirani by the lekku.
"Hey! I wasn't done!" her friend scowled but Zana held up a fist. As if threatening her.
"Come on. Me or you." She said simply, Hirani snorted but smiled, holding up her own fist as my cock throbbed… then like they were jerking me their fists bounced. Zana's hand suddenly opened holding out five fingers as Hirani's stayed the same. Glaring at her fist as if it offended her she crawled up to me and gave me a kiss on the check and resting her, (albeit fake) breasts against my chest as Zana knelt above me, her pussy leaking arousal onto my throbbing length, eager to penetrate. She smiled as she took my hands, pressing against her, (very real) breasts and dropped…
Her head flung back as she moaned, Hirani looking thoroughly annoyed at Zana not only getting first dibs, (but my first time. Not that I was going to tell them.) Zana's hands pressed onto my chest as her hips gyrated expertly up and down. Biting her lower lip as my arm wrapped around Hirani, who gigged and pressed herself firmly to me as her mouth pressed against my cheek and neck. "She really likes it…" Hirani began, stroking my shoulder with one hand and stroking Zana's ass with the other. "When you cum deep inside her…" then her tongue twirled in my ear as Zana began to pant desperately. "Me too in fact…"
She cooed as my hand stroked her body, my hand wrapping onto Zana's rear as she bounced up and down. Then… "Cumming!" Zana cried happily, Hirani pushed her down. Engulfing my entire length into her pulsating pussy and I lost control, releasing deep inside her as I thrust up into her. Hirani grinned as Zana began to drool, twitching on top of me as her hand slipped around and carefully squeezed my balls, "Fill that pussy…" she cooed, talking to me but staring at her. "Big sister will make you feel really good…"
Oh right we were doing that… Hirani took Zana's head and turned her towards her, kissing her deeply as she slurped up Zana's drool. I stared mesmerized as Zana suddenly twitched, moaning with a gasp into Hirani's mouth, "He's hard again…" she moaned into Hirani who promptly shoved her off.
"My turn!" she shouted happily as Zana trembled briefly on the bed before crawling towards me. Hirani's swung her leg over me, aiming my cock at her pussy as my hands gripped at her striped ass. Those tattoos apparently went all over her body. Zana kissed me as Hirani took me inside her, laughing lightly as she hissed. "Oh… that's it." She wiggled her hips on me as Zana kept my lips occupied. "…Zana." She said with a sing-song. Zana's hand slammed onto Hirani's ass, making it shake as she went up and down. "That's it!" she shrieked happily.
"She's such a spank happy slut…" Zana mumbled in my mouth, watching her friend's ass move up and down my length. Lying on her back and pulling my face gently to her large natural breasts as she spread her legs and began to play with her pussy, her fingers noisily sloshing in and out of her wetness, scrapping up cum to lick off her fingers. "You can taste if you want…" she said softly, pulling out the breast closest to my lips as she placed a firm green nipple in my mouth, cooing softly as I sucked. My hand wrapped around her, pulling her close as Hirani sped up and I squeezed Zana's other breast.
Suddenly Hirani became painfully tight, gasping desperately as her legs tightened against me and her pussy clasped tightly around me as she came. Then without missing a beat, she chuckled, beginning again. Smiling at me over her shoulder as she pulled all the way up my cock, keeping my head inside her as she shook her hips. Then up and down once more, her body slapping against me loudly as she slicked up my lower body.
"Want to see something fun?" Zana asked as Hirani's hips slammed down on me. She reached up grabbed Hirani's bouncing lekku and dragged Hirani back, forcing her to drop onto me, and her pussy to clamp down as she screamed in ecstasy. Pulling the seed from my balls as I wrapped around her body and squeezed her, roaring my release as I slammed up into her, firing balls deep into her like I was in a holo-girl film.
"Oh yeah!..." she cooed out, clenching tightly as she came. "That's a good time right there." She laughed as Zana crawled on all fours to between her legs, and slowly lapped away at the connection between us, licking up seed and pussy juice.
I sighed holding Hirani as she lay on top of me, her pussy clenching as Zana licked away… and slowly, surely, my eyes closed and my breathing slowed as Hirani stroked my hair, Zana crawling next to me and lying down beside me… and I was off to sleep.
I woke up hot, sweaty, and awesome… blinking at the pair of women holding me tight as Zana softly snored next to me, and Hirani rubbed her cheek against my neck. Both pairs of breasts pressed firmly to my arms…
Suddenly however the door opened and the red armored Mandalorian entered glaring at me. She looked absently around the room, and saw the dossier on the table before picking it up and tossing it to me. It slapped against my chest waking up my bed mates.
"…Ah Hirai…" Zana grumbled, dropping her head back onto my shoulder. "Ten more minutes." Hirai snarled imposingly. And I hesitantly got off the bed, the two girls clutching at the empty space where I was before finding each other and mumbling together as they went back to sleep.
"Why don't you talk?" I mumbled at the woman, Hirai. As I slipped on pants and a shirt, quickly read through the dossier again as Torga came into view.
"She was injured long ago. Can barely make a noise louder than a whisper." Torga said as Hirai stretched her neck revealing a thick burn scar close to her neck leading down her body. "Still though." He added, "We're not talking about Hirai. Do you got everything?"
"I think so?" I mumbled as he led me up a ship ramp with a handful of mandalorians. "Are you sure about this?"
"No!" laughed Torga, but a man with an incentive is better than a pressed man. He then handed me a holo-com, "See you in a few days." He said, "Good luck!" he whispered something to a grey armored Mandalorian who nodded and slithered off the ramp as it shut.
"…what did he say?" I asked the Mandalorian, who stared at me through his T-shaped visor.
"Essentially?" he said with a modulated voice, "Don't let you fuck up…" he said, placing his hand on his blaster.
"AH…" I mumbled and eyed the holo-com in my hand as I sat down, feeling the ship rumble beneath my feet as we took off. Halfway out into space, it rumbled to life. Showing me a recording of the girls, blowing me kisses, "See you when you get back…" they said together, as the grey Mandalorian chuckled, shaking his helmeted head as I blushed.
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