Let’s give him the special

Back when you overheard Marash’s whispers about you in the bathroom you weren’t actually playing any games with him. But ever since then the idea that he implanted in you, of you playing games with him. It got to you. Gradually, but quickly. Now, you don’t just want to dance for him. Not like you were trained. You want to give him something more. You want to play with him.

You start by walking around an invisible pole. When you stand face to face with Marash, you bring your arms behind you and above your head, as if you are grabbing that invisible pole. Then you face your knees outward and bend through them just to stand back up again. Momentarily granting Marash an view of what you look like with your legs spread. Too bad for him you still have a strip of cloth covering your crotch or he would have seen your pussy.
Then you place your feet ready for a twirl and then you twirl for Marash. Fast, so your lekku spread due to centrifugal ****.
Next you place your hands close to your hips but don’t touch them. Then you slide your hands up as if you are touching yourself, accentuating your curves.

Marash is so enraptured by your performance. You are sure that if an explosion were to happen right next to him, he’d not even flinch and keep focused on you. You’ve never felt this kind of power before. Time for you to really start playing with him.

You turn around, showing Marash your backside. Then you bring your hands behind your back and unclasp your bra. You slowly take it off for him, and let it fall to the ground. You grab both your lekku with your hands and place them in front of your excited nipples. Then your slowly turn around and face your guest.
When you look upon Marash, you focus on his crotch. There it is, a bulge in his pants revealing you gave him an erection once again. Oh, this game is such fun.
While your lekku are keeping your nipples hidden, your hands go back to your hips. This time you grab the clasps that keep your skirt where it is and unclasp them. This loosens your skirt, but not enough to make it drop to the ground.
Then you bring your hands to your side and start rotating your hips. The dance you perform for Marash is now just a belly dance. However, with every rotation of your hips your skirt slips further down your hips. While your hips move and your skirt slips down, you slowly raise your arms. You bring them above your head and gently wave them from left to right.
By now your skirt has slipped down so much, your pussy is about to be revealed. You rotate your head once, causing your lekku to fall next to your boobs. For the first time, Marash is not looking at your nipples while they are hidden by a shirt. He is looking at them directly. You take a quick look at your skirt to see how close it is to falling off. As if on que, your skirt finally loses its battle with the ship’s artificial gravity and falls to the ground. Now you are dancing completely nude in front of the togruta.

“Well, Marash?” You ask as you continue your belly dance. “What do you think about my dance?”
Marash starts slowly applauding you and says, “Best dance I’ve ever seen. Is that how all slavegirls dance?”
“Not quite.” You say as you walk up to him. “I put in a little extra just for you.”
Then, nude as you are, you crawl onto Marash’s lap. You place your hands onto his montrals, the horned appendages on his head, and caress them.
As you look into Marash’s eyes, all of a sudden, this game you are playing with him, stops being a game. As if an inexplicable seriousness comes over you. You want him, and if for some reason he were to say no, it would hurt you so much.
You press your chest forward and with your boobs just below his face and your head just above his you ask, “Do you think, you can give a little extra, to me?”
Then you slowly bring your lips to his and pull his head to yours until your lips touch and you kiss him.

As you kiss Marash, you feel him place his hands on your lower back. You slide your tongue into his mouth and feel his hands move up. Then you bring your hands to his shirt and start undoing the buttons. Marash removes his hands from his chest and helps you unbutton his shirt faster. As soon as you can, you push his shirt off, leaving him as topless as you are. After his shirt is off you start unbuttoning his pants. When the button is open, you jump off his lap for a short time to pull his pants off. Marash helps you by lifting his hips. As soon as his pants are in your hands, you throw them away and hop back onto his lap and you finally get to press your red twi’lek pussy against his orange togruta dick.

“Ohhh.” You moan as your genitals touch.
Marash returns his hand to your back and pulls you in for another kiss. You happily accept his tongue into your mouth.
For a short moment Marash breaks the kiss and moans, “Ooh, Seela.”
You stop moving your hips and pull back. Then you look him sternly in the eyes and say, “No. Seela is my **** name. I am free now. So please, call me Tay’ana.”
“Of course, Tay’ana. I’m sorry.” Marash says.
Then you come back for another passionate kiss and get beck to rubbing your pussy against his dick.

Your young pussy is so enjoying direct contact with his dick that she is slobbering juices all over his shaft. But you don’t even notice that. All you can tell is that doing it feels way better then fantasizing about it.
You feel Marash’s hands slide back down to your hips and he starts helping your movements. When you push your hips forward, he pulls on them, bringing your pussy above his dick. Then, in one of your downwards thrusts, you accidentally align your vagina right over his dick and slide yourself over his tip.
When you feel him enter you, you groan and say, “Mmh, Marash.” In an attempt to tell him to pull out. But Marash misunderstands you and instead pushes his own hips upward, pushing even more of his dick inside you.
The sudden and unexpected stretching of your pussy to accommodate his dick leaves you wide eyed and speechless. But as you look down all you can do is look into the eyes of a hopeful orange skinned man, who repeatedly lowers and raises his hips. Then Marash brings his mouth to your breast and starts sucking on your nipple. You reflexively pull his head close to your chest and close your eyes. The feeling of his tongue on your nipple and his dick inside you. They both feel so good. You then relax and lower yourself until his dick is fully engulfed by your pussy.

You lose yourself in the sex and forget about time. You push yourself up and down his shaft in the same rhythm as he is pushing inside you. He gropes your boobs with his hands and sucks on your nipples. Your body begins to sweat from the exertion and so does his. As your two sweaty bodies as rubbing against each other, your push your lekku against his. Then you wrap them around one another. Your bright red lekku intertwine with his white and blue striped ones.

When you get close to your peak, you become unable to speak. All you can do is gasp and moan in short breaths.
When you are about to hit your peak you lean your head back and moan, “Marash. Marash. Ooohh.”
Your partner brings both his hands behind your arching back to support you and says, “Tay’ana. Let me see you cum. I want to see you cum, Tay’ana.” While focusing his view on your boobs.
If Marash wants you to cum, then you will cum for him. You move your hips faster. Fucking him as fast as you can. Until suddenly you feel another explosion of pleasure radiating from your pussy. Like before the pleasure rushes throughout your body and your pussy starts contracting. Except this time, she actually has something inside her to grab hold of.
Your pussy tightens around Marash’s dick, making you feel fuller than before. The sensation is so satisfying. Then your pussy fills up with a heat, one that you’ve never experienced in your previous orgasms, and fuels it even more.
When it is finally over, you lean forward again and slump all over your lover. You are exhausted. Luckily, Marash catches you. Then her rolls you to the side and softly lays you on the bed next to him. He then pulls away, untangling your lekku, and lies down next to you and catches his breath just like you are.