Seri’s eyes meet the woman’s, gazing up at her as she’s put in her place once more. The feeling of the brother’s manhood - so recently buried in her throat - now rubbing against her lower lips, sends a ripple of electricity through her soft pink body. She spreads her legs a little as she kneels, supporting herself better, and slides her labia against his shaft slowly. Her head dips, quick little breaths puffing against the sister’s thighs, as Seri begins to kiss her way towards the dominant woman’s own pussy. If this is going to happen, she may as well do her job well again. Her skill with her mouth earlier bought her some time, perhaps this round she can soften them up even more. Shyly, she flicks the hair away from her face, then presses her lips to the sister’s folds, trailing her tongue over the inner and out lips of her welcoming pussy.
“Oh! Yes, I – I’m sorry, I thought I explained earlier – ” Nami paused, took a breath. “I’ll start from the beginning.” She described her ship, where it was, and as much as she could remember about the route by which Thassco had led her here. “I have room for everyone on board – just about,” she said. “We’d only need to make sure we don’t get into trouble with the patrols.”
The group safely found an abandoned building to crash for a night. The three start eating a supper in peace. "Well... I was keeping it for later, but might as well use it here." Crix took out a dark bottle. "Mandallian Narcolethe." He said, introducing the alcohol. "Quite strong." "Quite?" Tai snorted. "It can be used as a ship fuel!" She laughed as she went to the kitchen. "Found cups!" She called after a moment. Soon she was back with three small glass cups.
The woman threw her head back with a loud moan. "Oh~" She moaned out loudly. "That's it~" She spread her legs wider. ! At that moment, Seri felt the hot rod slowly slide into her wet pussy. It filled her, spread her, the heat of it burned her in the most pleasurable way... and the way it was pulsating~ The man continued impaling her with it, until the entire shaft disappeared inside her lower lips...
The two women looked at each other. "The faster, the better." The pilot declared. "But can we move those who are not in state to move?" The Echani asked. Spoiler: Echani Nami knew that the Zeltron at least, was in no state to move on her own. "Right." The pilot shook her head. "Besides, how would we move past the patrols?" She sighted.
Ahina look with curious face at bottle. "Narcolethe? I heard about this drink, that only clan leaders and most brave warriors can taste this alcohol". She grab her glass from Tai and let Crix fil it with drink. She smell aroma of some unknow fruit and toxicating flavor. "So, for what are we drinking? For survival and getting ship in coming day?" Ahina rise her glass, waiting for others, to drink together.
She gasps, the sound muffled by the pressure and closeness of the woman’s vulva. Trembling as the male parts her own slick folds, Seri struggles to keep her focus. The petite Zeltron moves closer, shuffling awkwardly with her arms bound. She finds the soft hood of the woman’s clit, and works her lips over it, catching the pearl within on her fluted tongue. Her eyes flicker up towards the dominant woman, wide and crystal-blue, as she bobs her head, sucking on her clit. She flinches as the brother thrusts into her, his length forcing its way into her warm and pliant tunnel, her inner muscles working him involuntarily, milking his length just as her lips and tongue service his sister at her other end. She feels overpowering warmth flood through her, her thighs trembling with pleasure and the effort of supporting herself, toes curling as she’s pummelled and pushed into worship and ecstasy.
"Temper, temper~" Crix scolded her. "Take just a small sip. Don't try to take everything at once. We don't want our enemies to find us by hearing our drunken singing~" He chuckled. Tai hummed. "How about... For combats to come~" Tai suggested as she raised her glass. "So, for living long enough to see another fight~" Crix hummed. "For next battle~" He raised his glass.
Slap! A hand landed on her ass cheek. "Don't even think on your mouth being lazy pleasuring my sis~" The man growled, and there was a real threat in his voice. He wanted Seri to pleasure Tai to the best of her abilities. The woman moaned, as Seri worked on her clit, her body shuddering with pleasure, shaking, her juices flowing into Zeltron's mouth. She was moaning with pleasure. Slap! Another strike landed on her ass. "Tighten up!" Kai demanded as he increased the pace of his hips.
"For coming victories!" Ahina said and rise her cup and then drink small sip. In first moment alcohol burn her throat, and make her little dizzy, but then it bring nice warming inside herself and taste of fresh fruits. "Ah! You weren't kiding, this is strong enought to burn through metal". Ahina chuckled as she sit more comfortably. "I'm glad that I meet you two, it is always better to face obstacles with someone else. I would dare to say, that we made quite a good team".
Seri moans helplessly into the sisters mound, her tongue slipping deeper with the strikes, leaving the clit for now to curl upward through the woman’s folds, digging and drinking. Effectively spitroast by the siblings, she bobs her head inbetween steady thrusts from the man behind her, and squeezes her thighs, then her walls in turn, contracting her already tight little slit. She shudders to feels those curious bumps on his shaft as her invades her, clearly not caring for her pleasure - though it’s coming thick and fast in any case. She speeds up her work, drool and juices plastering and hanging from her chin as she gobbles at the pussy presented to her, swirling and flicking her little pink tongue until it feels as though it will fall off. She uses every inch of her bodily control, rocking and twisting her head and hips in a fresh dance, working the pair with all of her natural talents.
“Well.” Nami cleared her throat. “I got access to – to Thassco’s files in the computer. We should be able to fake some kind of sale or transfer orders – show that I’m transporting you all on his behalf, or even an ownership certificate with my face, under a fake name…” The word ownership still made her wince. “Things like that happen all the time on this planet. I doubt they would ask too many questions once we have something to show them.” She paused a moment. “Although, there are a lot of us. It might be easier to believe if some of you were acting as – guards, mercenaries. And then they could help carry the woman who can’t walk. But we’d need to find – suitable clothes, disguises, for that.” She looked between the two. “What do you think?”
Tai shook her head. "It's said, that it's used to feed basilisk droids." She sighed as she took a sip of liquid. "Could've been worse." Crix chuckled. "Good team... hmm..." He hummed, deep in thought. "That... is yet to be settled." "True. We have to survive a battle together." Tai nodded her head.
The room filled with noise of sex, slapping, smacking, wet noises... for a moment, Seri's entire world revolved around pleasure. Her mind blanked as her own pleasure soon exploded in orgasmic release... yet it was not over. The duo continued she could feel them approaching their edge... she could feel the imminent explosion of Tai's pussy, juices would be landing in her mouth. She could feel the twitching of Kai's rod as it was about to explode~
Echani frowned. "One slaver traveling with group would not pass... a large group would draw attention... and there is a problem with the plan - I doubt there are enough disguises on the ship." She spoke slowly. "Yes... but we can try - maybe we are lucky enough!" Jura spoke with enthusiasm. She then frowned. "But what if we are overcomplicating the entire situation? If we are fast enough, maybe we could escape..." she suggested, meakly.
„Alright, we can prove ourselves later”. Ahina didn’t argue with them and dipped part of her ration in the alcohol to make it easier to bite. „You often get lost in your own mind Crix. It’s started recently for you or are you always been such deep thinker”?
Driven to and over the brink, something detonates in Seri’s mind, sending her into a mental wilderness of pleasure and delightful agony. She shudders in their grip, the world slowly coming back into focus. But the world is just this: being thrown back and forth between the two. Her heart-shaped cheeks are spread wide as the male’s arrow impales her again and again. The sister forces her head down and deeper and she continues to scoop and feather her tongue urgently, instinctually serving each side even with her body tenderised by her orgasm. This is all she knows, all she’s good for…
Nami nodded, trying not to show just how anxious she felt. “Maybe – there’s a chance we can just slip by and not draw attention to ourselves,” she said. “Either way, everyone’s going to need some kind of clothes to wear. We’d better see what we can find, fast. And – ” She turned to the Echani woman. “I’m so sorry, I still haven’t asked your name…?”
"Hmm~" The man hummed. "Ever since the fall of the empire." He admitted. "I just keep wondering, how the world would look like, if we had a Mandalore to lead us... I even wonder what name he would take... Mandalore the Reformer?" He hummed. "Mandalore the Warrior.... or Mandalore the Last?"
The trio reached their respective orgasms more or less in same time... and for a moment, they were connected. Connected in pleasure, in bliss, in heat. The sensation was too much for Seri, pleasure to great... She collapsed and blanked out. ... When she opened her eyes, she realised, that she was sandwiched between two siblings, who were still riding the heights of their pleasure...
