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A Night on Nar Shaddaa

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"Force, Daj, we're in public..."

They were, in fact, in public. This was a rather obvious fact, being as they were at a cantina in the Corellian quarter of Nar Shaddaa, and the place was pretty crowded. Still, Daj likely needed the reminder.

The green-skinned Twi'lek gave Kiara a look that could only be summed up as "Stop ruining my fun". Still, he desisted in trying to pull his cock out to show off to another human female, who certainly hadn't asked to see it. "I mean, I guess.. " he replied, heaving a big sigh.

Daj'qabrega was not the most sensible of Twi'leks. He was pretty easy on the eyes, Kiara had to admit, but there wasn't altogether too much in his skull. Still, Daj didn't need too much- he could pilot and he could shoot, and that was what kept a smuggler alive in Hutt space. Intelligence didn't come into it too often, and when it did, he could generally handle things through a sort of idiocy that some would call genius.

But far and away his most striking traits were that he was a fair bit over two meters tall, he had astounding muscle definition and never wore a shirt, his idiot charm, and the massive rod of meat he had in his trousers.

"Keep it in your pants, at least till you're somewhere private..." Kiara admonished, crossing her arms over her not-inconsiderable breasts. How in the hell did she get stuck babysitting the Twi'lek manchild today?

Oh, that's right. Daj's copilot had had a romantic rendezvous to get to, with a certain rich female. And being a Falleen and also a pretty decent con man, Strake had felt like it was his job to get as many credits as he could from her before he and Daj got offworld. A noble goal, but it meant Kiara got stuck with the Twi'lek.

"But she wants to see it..." Daj whined, running his hand along the bulge in his trousers. It ran most of the way to his knee; Kiara was sure that he wore tight pants solely for that effect. The girl sitting in the booth next to the Twi'lek was vigorously nodding her head, eyes wide- okay, so she hadn't asked, but she did want to see it. But still, they were in public.

This was a losing battle. Still, Kiara dug in, sliding lower in her side of the booth, glaring across the table at the green-skinned smuggler and his new, bubbly, probably spiced out friend. "Daj, if she wants to see it, take her back to the Fortune." Force, she felt like his mother. Except hopefully his mother wouldn't be telling him to take cantina sluts back to his ship to show them his cock. That would be weird.

"What's the Fortune?" asked the girl, a silly smile plastered across her face. One of her hands came up, running through purple-dyed hair. "Or... where, I guess..."

Daj's right lek twitched around in what Kiara was pretty sure was an obscene gesture, although she didn't have lekku herself and therefore didn't really know. "See, Kiara? See? She doesn't even know what the Fortune is. And that means I can't take her there."

"That doesn't make any sense-"

The Twi'lek was getting into it; he sat forwards, a lek flicking around his neck. His hand came up, long fingers folding into a position reminiscent of what a Coruscanti politician might do. "No. If she doesn't know what it is, it doesn't even exist. We don't know anything, man, we can't be sure! We can't go back there. It might not be there. Maybe it's only ever there..." He took a breath, eyes wide. "If we believe in it."

"Daj, you're drunk."

Daj flopped back in his seat. "Nuh-uh."

The girl laid her head in his lap, looking up at his face. "But you kinda are..."

"Okay, so I had a few drinks. And a bit of joydust. And maybe some ryll. Is that a problem?"

Kiara sighed theatrically, reaching up to brush a strand of jet-black hair from her forehead. "It is when you're gonna pull your cock out in public, Daj."

He didn't answer, his head instead falling back as he let out a low groan. Kiara leaned forwards, pressing her stomach against the table, and realized that the girl was stroking Daj's bulge rapidly with her little hands, as it was right next to her face. "Hey! What did I just say?!"

Daj didn't say anything, but the girl did. "It's so big, though..." she half-moaned, keeping her position in the Twi'lek's lap.

Kiara rolled her eyes. "Yes, I know it's big! Size isn't everything, you know."

"But it is nice..."

Okay, she had to admit that one. If she was honest, Daj did have a pretty amazing cock. And he was damn good at using it, too. That little slut had no idea. But they were still in the cantina, after all...

She sighed again, shoulders heaving. "Fine. Do what you want." Snatching up her glass from the table, she knocked back what was left of the Whyren's Reserve she'd ordered. A waitdroid buzzed by on its repulsorlift; raising a hand, Kiara signaled it over to the table. "Another one. A double." she said. With a beeped acknowledgement, it whirred away.

The purple-haired girl hauled herself up from Daj's lap, adjusting the tiny tube top that she was spilling out of. She was pretty sexy, Kiara had to admit, if you liked the tiny-girl aesthetic. Sharp cheekbones, little waist... not bad at all. Kiara herself was a bit more voluptuous, all chest and hips. At least, that was all the males saw. Normally Daj's gaze was rooted in the wide expanse of cleavage Kiara tended to show, but today, he was focused on little slut, whatever her name was.

Kiara's attention was dragged back to the Twi'lek with the sound of gription panels pulling apart. Reaching down in his trousers, he hauled out his cock, draping its thick length over his thigh.

The girl gasped, eyes going wide; Kiara couldn't stop a sharp breath at the sight herself, as, involuntarily, she leaned further over the table so she could see. Daj had the kind of cock that pissed other males off, and that heterosexual females into Twi'leks couldn't really ignore. Force, it was so thick...

"Force, it's so thick..." groaned the girl, echoing Kiara's thoughts. She reached out, wrapping little fingers around its girth; one of Daj's lekku came down to caress her forearm. "Stang, it's still soft..."

"Well, I'm sure you can change that." Daj said, leaning back and folding his arms behind his head. A smug grin had appeared on his face, but Kiara was pretty damn sure that anyone looking at him wouldn't be focusing on that.

The waitdroid returned, placing Kiara's drink on the table. Absentmindedly, she handed the droid a credcoin to make it go away, which it did.

Daj was getting hard, his member throbbing and inflating. The girl's hand couldn't get around it, not even close; she was giving it long, slow strokes, from the head all the way back down to where the fat shaft met his groin.

Kiara dipped her own hand into her leggings, mesmerized by the sight, having forgotten that they were still in public.

"You're so kriffing huge..." the girl hissed, letting go of the massive Twi'lek cock. Fully hard, it fell back, slapping against Daj's abs. "Force, can anyone actually take it?

"Well, Kiara can... most females, actually. Just takes a lot of work- wait, do you mean the whole thing?"

She nodded vigorously once more.

His left hand came up to stroke his chin, while his right lek moved to his cock, the tip of the appendage wrapping around the gigantic rod. It was a curiously sexual movement, and Kiara had to bite back a moan as her fingers brushed across her clit. "Zeltrons and Twi'leks can pretty much always do it, humans vary... Kiara did it a couple times." he replied, nodding at her. The blue-haired girl's head swiveled around. "Wait, you did? How did it feel?"

Kiara's eyes, half-lidded in pleasure, snapped open in surprise. Her fingers stopped moving beneath her leggings. "Hm?"

"You took all of him? How did it feel?"

Those few times had been... crazy nights. Lots and lots of spice and booze. "Yeah I have. It hurt. A lot." Force, it really had. "Didn't walk right for about a week after each time. But it was worth it."

The girl licked her lips. "That sounds so good... I don't think I could handle it, though."

Kiara leaned back, hand still in her pants; grabbing her glass with the other hand, she drained it in one long pull. "Takes a lot of alcohol. And lubrication." The glass made a hard thunk as she set it down on the fake-wroshyr table, lending her words an air of finality.

"Are all Twi'leks like that?"

"Nope. They're big, but Daj is... special." Looking over, she saw that he was stroking himself quite quickly with his lekku, a stream of precum glistening at the tip of his enormous rod. Force, it was so sexy when he did that...

Wait, they were still in the cantina. Kiara yanked her hand out of her pants, suddenly self-conscious. "Daj! We're still in public!"

The Twi'lek shrugged, long lek coiling around to cover almost half of his cock, slithering around the precum-slicked shaft. "You said "do what you want", and so I am. What's the problem here?"

"You're jerking off in public!"

"Yup. It's Nar Shaddaa. Loosen up." he replied, letting his head loll back as he continued, not a care in the world. The girl next to him was staring, her mouth actually hanging open, and unabashedly touching herself. Kiara couldn't really blame her there, though.

"Come on, you two, let's just go to the ship and you can do whatever you want there..."

"Yeah, some people around here might not take that too well if they notice." said a different voice- and what a voice it was. Undeniably female, smoky and sensual, it was the sort of voice that belonged onstage in a cabaret, the sort of voice that made beings weak at the knees.

The girl next to Daj yelped a little, pulling her hand away from her crotch and managing to look more self-conscious than any being Kiara had ever seen before. Daj, true to form, didn't even miss a stroke, simply looking over Kiara's head and doing that weird nonchalant chin-jerk thing men did to acknowledge the presence of others.

Kiara turned around to see who the owner of that gorgeous voice was. A Zeltron- of course. Reddish-pink skin, a playful grin on her holo-perfect face, stunning blue-black hair, and a set of truly enormous breasts resting on the back of the booth behind Kiara's head, clad in what appeared to be some sort of shiny body paint, or just a really form-fitting top.

"And by "people", of course I mean "spoilsports"." said the Zeltron, shrugging as if that was just a well-known fact. Probably for her it was- Zeltrons were empaths, with potent pheromones not unlike those of the Falleen, and were known across the galaxy as a species dedicated to happiness and pleasure. From what Kiara had heard of Zeltros, their homeworld, it was just one big party/orgy.

Well, if they all looked like that, she couldn't blame them.

"Mind if I join you?" the Zeltron asked, sliding into the booth next to Kiara without waiting for an answer. Yes, it was just a super tight top, pulled taut across those fantastic breasts; the leggings she wore were about the same, showcasing every detail of the alien's perfect pink-skinned body.

Daj, ever the charmer, reached across the table to offer his hand to shake, his lek still writhing around his cock. "Daj'qabrega, at your service..."

The Zeltron took it, her smile widening. "Mica Esch, at yours. Well, you all seem to be having a wonderful time tonight..."

With a big smile, apparently having forgotten about the self-consciousness of a moment earlier, the girl next to Daj offered her hand as well. "Rikki Nix!" she said, her other hand coming up to run through her neon-purple hair. "Yeah, it's pretty great."

Mica raised an eyebrow, nodding towards the throbbing slab of meat rising from the Twi'lek's lap. "How couldn't it be, with something like that around?"

Kiara was tempted to speak up in agreement, but Daj, the arrogant asshole, winked at the Zeltron, tipping his head forwards to delicately kiss the tip of his cock. "Yeah, it tends to make things fun." he said, eyes coming back up- but only as far as the bounteous depths of cleavage exposed by the low-cut top the Zeltron wore.

Trying to ignore the almost literal ego stroking across the table, Kiara turned her attention to Mica. "And I'm Kiara. Sorry for... that." she said, waving her hand at the spectacle of debauchery that her friend presented.

"Oh, there's no need to apologize." the Zeltron replied- of course there wasn't. Not with her. Still, it was the polite thing to say. "But perhaps we should move this away from such a public place..."

It was we now? She'd rather deftly inserted herself into things. But was there any reason she shouldn't be included? With a body like that, not to mention the voice...

"Really?" Daj asked, sullenly- but still his lek slithered off of his cock. Yeah, of course he'd listen to this new Zeltron instead of Kiara. Horny bastard probably thought he could get her and the other girl, Rikki, or whatever her name was. Well, he probably could.

"Yes, really." Kiara added. Daj shot her a look, eyes narrowed, and then started trying to shove his meat back into his pants. It didn't really work so well, as hard as he was; after a few seconds of struggling, he pushed his trousers down and then forced his durasteel-hard cock against his thigh, before pulling them back up. Rikki whined audibly, mouth curving into a little pouty frown.

With a long and elaborate yawn, Mica stood, stretching her arms out theatrically and pushing her chest forward. Kiara rolled her eyes- yes, she got it, the Zeltron was sexy, she had huge tits, everyone with eyes in the cantina probably understood that by now. Such a show-off.

A little voice in her head asked if she was a little jealous. She ignored it.

"So where's your ship, then?" Mica asked, for once directing the question to Kiara. Aaand just like that, she'd put herself in charge. How the hell had she done that? Why was the Zeltron the one making the decisions now?

Probably she was using the pheromones. That would do it. Whatever it was, Kiara felt pretty good, and she was willing to roll with it. "Docking bay two-chenth at..." Poodoo, she couldn't remember the name- who cared, though? "That spaceport over that way." she finished, waving her hand in the general direction.

Mica winked at her playfully. "I know exactly the one. Shall I call a cab?"

Barely a minute later Kiara found herself crammed into the back of a hovertaxi, Daj on one side of her and Rikki on the other. Mica had commandeered the vehicle's passenger seat, and had draped her arm over the pilot, a rough-looking Nikto who appeared to be about as happy as a Nikto could be. Why wouldn't he be, with three attractive females in his cab? There was, of course, Daj, but he wasn't so talkative anymore. That little whore Rikki had both hands gripping the fat bulge in his pants while she whispered in his ear. Kiara could see a spot of precum blossoming on the Twi'lek's pants- nearly on the outside of his thigh. Fierfek, his cock was so fucking huge...

Kiara had to wonder just a little bit what she'd gotten herself into here. At this point, all she knew was that Daj probably felt like the luckiest being on Nar Shaddaa tonight.

The cab driver grunted something, and Kiara's head immediately snapped up. Years of not-so-legal "work" had gotten her to the point where any sudden noises would get her keyed up, and she'd found that more often than not that was a damn good thing. Had saved her life more than once, that was for sure. But this time, it just looked like Mica had decided that the driver deserved to have some fun too.

Well, she assumed so. Couldn't think of another reason why the Zeltron's head would be in his lap, bobbing up and down.

"Fierfek..." Kiara muttered, letting her head hang back against the seat. She wasn't nearly intoxicated enough for this. "We should have just gone to one of Shiga's bordellos if this was the plan for tonight."

Daj groaned. Rikki had one of his lekku in her tiny hands, painted lips kissing all over the sensitive appendage. "I prefer amateurs..."

The taxi jerked to one side; Kiara grabbed one of the handholds on the roof. "Stang, man, can't you drive?" she almost shouted. The Nikto didn't seem to even notice her, and then again who would, with a Zeltron's mouth on their cock?

Mica pulled herself up from the pilot's lap, a big smile on her pink face, as well as a great deal of what Kiara just had to assume was Nikto semen. Certainly looked like cum, and watching the Zeltron scoop it off her face with her fingers and suck them clean...

Stang, that was hot. It was all over her. Kiara found herself wondering in the back of her mind whether Mica knew how to swallow, because how in all the Corellian hells did it get on her tits? Seemed impractical for being in a taxi, when one had to get out... but maybe that was just what she was into.

The greater part of her mind was occupied with the burning heat pooling deep in her stomach, though, and the insistent itch in her crotch that begged to be scratched. She was so fucking horny. Force, she could barely think of anything but Daj's massive cock, of the salty-sweet taste of his cum, of what it'd be like lapping it up off Mica's giant tits...

Her eyelids fluttered open, only to find that the speeder had stopped. She had apparently drifted a bit into her thoughts. Maybe she was a bit more drunk than she'd thought, after all. The Wayward Fortune, an XS light freighter, was right in front of them; Daj and Rikki were nowhere to be seen. Mica was looking back at her, mild concern on her cum-smeared face. "Are you okay?" she asked, apparently unaware of exactly how absurd the whole scenario was.

Kiara hauled in a breath. "Yeah. Yeah, I am." she said, blinking away the stars in her eyes.

Mica grinned big. "Good! Then let's get in there- don't want them to get too into it without us."

This was a good point. Kiara pulled herself out of the taxi, cursing the low sills; somehow, the Zeltrom managed to step out as smoothly as she'd gotten in, long legs stretching out of the vehicle. Fierfek, was everything she did sexual?

Watching the pink-skinned being sway up the boarding ramp convinced her that yes, yes it was. Some kinda horizontal walk, she had.

She followed, absentmindedly licking her lips, boots clicking on the durasteel of the boarding ramp. Could already hear faint screaming before she even got inside the vessel; slapping the ramp retract, she went in search of the noise. Had to be Rikki- far higher pitched than Mica's voice, and anyway the Zeltron had only just gotten in herself.

From what she was hearing, Daj must have been giving that little slut quite the pounding. She was actually quite jealous.

Kiara found them in the captain's quarters, Daj's space, and yes, he was fucking the life out of the girl. She was folded over double on the bunk, knees pinned to her ears, feet kicking spastically as Daj forced his cock into her. Mica was leaning up against the bulkhead, watching with the absolute smuggest look possible on her face and a hand in her own pants. Somehow, her top had disappeared, and those enormous pink tits were out there jiggling with every movement she made.

"Fuckkk..." Kiara breathed, the word dragging itself out as a long, low groan. She pressed her thighs together, conscious of the growing wet spot on her leggings.

"Just take them off..." Mica breathed, her head lolling back, blue-black locks cascading over her pink shoulders. The Zeltron was probably right, but Kiara could barely think straight and taking off clothes was too much right now. She just stumbled over to the chair at the desk Daj never used- he wasn't the writing or record keeping type- and sank down in it, eyes still locked on the scene on the bunk.

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