A first taste of the afterlife

“So, what do you think?” Dak asked Lixa a short while later, as they got out of the cab in downtown Port Besadii.

“I think our driver could have picked a better place to drop us off,” Lixa replied as the cab slid away, and threw a subtle nod towards the large building on the other side of the plaza, with imperial banners hanging on both sides of the entrance and an imperial flag hanging from a flagpole on top of the building, flapping in the gentle breeze.

“True,” Dak agreed while noting how the drab grey façade of what was undoubtedly the Imperial Embassy stuck out like a sore thumb in comparison with the brighter materials of the buildings surrounding it, which instead were dominated by white and light brown materials that seemed to glisten slightly in the sunlight. The sky, meanwhile, was light blue with a single, thin cloud drifting aimlessly across it, while the wide promenades and streets were lined with tall, slender palm trees.

“The rest of it looks nice though,” He suggested.

“Yeah, I get why you’d want to come here if you’re from Coruscant,” Lixa agreed, while being ogled by passersby, the way in which her boobtube showed off her chest appearing especially eye-catching, for two very good reasons.
“Lixa,” Leaning in close, Dak placed one hand on her hip as he whispered in her ear to keep from being overheard, “I don’t think you’re doing a very good job of not being noticed.”

“Hmm, perhaps we can convert her and use her to distract attention away from me?” Lixa whispered back, after something had caught her eye for a moment, and then flashed Dak a naughty little smile.

Following Lixa’s gaze, Dak found himself looking across the plaza at a curvaceous brunette with a chest that looked fit to rival Lixa’s walking down the steps of the embassy, her curvy body encased in a black bodysuit that was zipped all the way up and looked much too constricting for such a hot, sunny day.

“Maybe, if you think you can handle the competition…” Dak grinned, keeping his gaze fixed on the brunette and silently hoping that she wasn’t an Imperial.

“Oh, I know I can,” Lixa shot Dak a smug smile before giggling as her expression turned naughty again.

“You’ll probably try to get us to the beach too,” Dak grinned as he waited for Lixa to slide her arm inside his and the two of them began walking off in the direction that the cab driver had pointed them in. Apparently, the Afterlife gentleman’s club was just round the corner.

“Well, they did look really nice coming in to land, and like you’d object to me strutting around on a beach in a tiny little number,” Reaching in to squeeze Dak’s hand as they walked along, Lixa smiled at him again.

“I’m sure we can find one where clothing’s optional,” Dak said, smiling back at Lixa before looking both ways before crossing the wide street and cutting through the light traffic as it rolled along lazily.

“Mmm, or maybe a secluded one where it’s just the two of us,” Lixa’s smile turned nastier, then nastier still as she thought about it a little more and added “Or maybe not so secluded…”

The conversation ended as they rounded the corner and ended up looking at one of the buildings ahead, an impressive four-story building, one more than most they’d seen thus far in Port Besadii, made from white stone that gleamed in bright shades of pink and yellow in the sun, with a discreet sign next to the entrance that read “Afterlife Gentlemen’s Club – For all your needs” in intricate lettering underneath a stylized silver Aurek, the first letter and vowel of the Aurebesh alphabet, mounted against a purple backdrop.

“Looks promising,” Dak said of the building.

“Looks classy,” Lixa replied, and Dak wasn’t sure whether she meant that as something positive or not.

Either way, the two of walked side by side into the building and entered a spacious but empty foyer, with potted examples of the local plant life giving it a fresh, healthy atmosphere while the paintings on the wall, the couple of classical statues depicting naked female dancers and the ornate furniture reinforced the elegant air of the entire establishment.

“Welcome to the Afterlife Gentlemen’s Club. How may I help you?” Suddenly, a gorgeous redhead clad in black heels, black stockings, light purple panties and a corset that was darker shade of purple and which pushed her sizeable tits together and upwards walked into the foyer from behind a smaller door to the left of the pair of more imposing ones directly opposite to the building’s main entrance. In her right hand, she was carrying a datapad.

“Wow, Watto works fast,” Lixa leaned in and whispered in Dak’s ear.

“Hello,” Dak did his best to ignore Lixa, which only spurred her on to turn towards him and press her chest against his side, “we’re old friends of Ilyri Corah.”

“Ilyri is just about to go on-stage,” the redhead informed them, with a friendly smile, while two burly security guards appeared behind her, “If you’ll just hand over your weapons, I’ll show you to your seats.”

“Hand over our weapons?” Lixa asked, obviously sceptical about disarming herself.

“Yes,” The redhead replied, surprisingly firmly for someone walking around in lingerie, “This is your first visit to the Afterlife, correct?”

“You are correct,” Dak replied, and disarmed himself without further hesitation. Like Lixa, he preferred the heavier punch of the DL-44 heavy blaster pistol over weaker, if more accurate, blaster pistols.

“Fine,” Sighing, Lixa too began unstrapping her holster.

“Want to frisk me?” Already in a better mood, Lixa backed her suggestive question up with a flirtatious smile as she handed the redhead her holster.

“Maybe later…” The redhead purred.

“Nah, I don’t want to frisk you,” One of the security guards told Dak.

“Best news I’ve heard all day,” Dak handed the guard his holster.

“And your name, please,” the redhead said to Dak.

“Tepes Harak,” Dak replied, knowing that the codename would get Ilyri’s attention, since it was listed in the briefing as one to use if you needed to get into contact with her quickly.

“Excellent,” the redhead typed the name into the datapad, “I’m sure she’ll chose you as soon as she sees your name. Since you’re old friends, I won’t ask you to state a sum.”

“Well… good.” Dak replied.

“You’ll be seated at table 16, follow me please,” the redhead said.

With that, the big doors behind the redhead slid open, and the redhead turned around while the two security guards stepped aside, Lixa and Dak both admiring how the back of the redhead’s panties came rising up out of the tight crack of her pert ass while following her steps.

The large room into which Dak and Lixa were led was dominated by a stage the shape of a long, narrow rectangle reaching out from the innermost wall, surrounded by small tables, with the floor towards the back being raised to allow those seated there a better view, while at another wall there stood a large, extremely well-stocked bar. Compared to the usual dim, scaled-down style of most establishments of this kind that Dak had visited, the Afterlife was well-lit and lavishly decorated, more like a high-class hotel or the salon of a nobleman’s home rather than a seedy strip club. The clientele was different too, most of them clean-cut and nicely dressed, although there were a few women seated amongst the tables who were almost as scantily clad as Lixa.

“And here we are,” the redhead said as she brought Lixa and Dak to a round table off to one corner, from where they’d have an excellent view of the stage, “your table.”

The table was equipped with a purple tablecloth that hung over the sides to nearly touch the floor, and an inch-thick metal disk placed in the centre of it, with a red button in its centre in turn.

“Now, you’ll be interested in a private session with Ilyri afterwards, yes?” The redhead asked, once she’d taken their drink orders.

“Uh, sure…” Dak replied, while Lixa smiled enthusiastically.

“Excellent, then let me just…” The redhead leaned forwards, making Dak and Lixa both watch as her tits nearly popped out of her corset, and pushed the red button, which began to glow faint red, “There!”

“Why do the rich always have to complicate things?” Lixa asked after she and Dak had gotten their drinks and the volume of the soft, melodic music playing had been raised somewhat.

“Hey, we’re rich now, remember?” Dak joked, and smiled at Lixa across the small table.

“True…” Shrugging, Lixa returned the smile and raised her glass, “To our newfound wealth!”

As the two toasted each other, the lights began to dim and the volume of the music rose again while switching over to a more upbeat tempo.

“Looks like things are about to start,” Dak said as curtains at the back of the stage began sliding apart slowly. When they were parted completely, it revealed a figure standing there, that of a statuesque woman silhouetted thanks to the lighting, one leg bent slightly as she towered on a pair of stiletto heels, her pair of huge, round tits projecting out in front of her as she remained perfectly still.

Then the lights changed, lighting up the entire stage and revealing the female figure to be a truly gorgeous black woman, with a beautiful face twisted into a lustful grimace as she began to stride confidently up the length of the stage, her mountainous knockers bouncing gently with each new step. Her jet-black hair fell in curls around her face and onto her shoulders, while her skin was a light, lustrous shade of brown. Apart from her stiletto-heels and a few flattering pieces of jewellery, the dancer was completely naked, and even at a distance of fifty feet, Dak could easily make out that her pussy was shaved completely smooth. Then the music changed again, switching tempos once more to become much more aggressive, something which triggered the dancer to start moving faster, maintaining her grace and confidence as she set out in an intense, rhythmic dance that had her gyrating her hips and tossing in tune with the music while occasionally giving a full display of the amount of control she possessed over her own body.

“You… you didn’t happen to bring any binoculars with you, did you?” Lixa moaned to Dak over the music while the dancer stood with her back turned to them and shook her big, juicy ass, showing off how she could make her powerful-looking glutes dance and jiggle in key with the music while her hands slid up and down the outsides of her thighs.

“Afraid not,” Dak replied as it finally sank in that this must be Ilyri, their contact. He shifted uneasily in his seat in an effort to give his rock-hard erection a bit more room, and grinned at Lixa sticking one hand down between his legs and beginning to caress his member while they both watched Ilyri turn around again and walk to the very edge of the stage. Once there, she got herself down on her knees in one fast, fluid motion, already leaning her upper body back when her knees connected with the stage, and ran her hands up her front before proceeding to squeeze, caress and fondle her whopping great big set of tits. The music settled down once more, returning to a much slower tempo, and this signified the next stage of Ilyri’s act as she straightened up her back and leaned forwards before letting go of her tits and instead sliding one hand down her trim stomach to her crotch. Smiling impishly at her captivated audience, Ilyri pucker her lips and closed her eyes as she used her fingers to push her labia apart, laying bare the bright, hot pink innards of her wet honeypot. Leaning back again, Ilyri placed her left hand behind her while moving her right wrist along with the music, running that hand up and down the length of her slit, teasing both herself and the audience before finally taking the plunge and driving two digits inside herself while going for her clit with her thumb.

As the music soften further, Ilyri remained at the front of the stage, leaning back again and eyeing the public with a seductive, almost secretive smile – as though she was giving each and everyone of them a private show – then switched to much more ferociously lustful grin as she really started pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy, soon mouthing silent screams of lust as she went on and on, working herself closer and closer to cumming. Then, she switched her approach, leaning back with her right hand still attending to her pussy, but at a much slower pace now, and raised her knees after placing her shoulders against the floor, hoisting her crotch up into the air and picking up the pace once more, thrusting upwards each time that she stabbed her fingers inside her and each thrust seeming to come a little faster than the previous one.

“Oh, I like her…” Lixa purred into Dak’s ear as they watched how Ilyri’s masturbatory session entered another calm period, during which she slid her left hand up between her buttocks and pushed her entire body upwards as her fingers pushed their way through her anus.

“No wonder…” Dak practically groaned out his reply, thinking that Lixa and Ilyri seemed to have quite a few things in common.

They said nothing more, instead watching in silence as Ilyri continued her “dance”, Lixa keeping her hand against Dak’s erection underneath the table as they followed how the drop-dead gorgeous beauty worked her hips upwards and downwards as she attacked both her nether holes with her fingers until she finally tensed up and began to tremble while the music intensified again, then came to a complete stop as Ilyri collapsed onto the floor of the stage, her orgasm having run its course.

While her audience applauded her, Ilyri got back up on her feet and blew them a kiss before sucking the fingers of her right hand clean and once again charming everyone present with a naughty little smile. And with that, she turned around and sauntered back off the stage, swaying her ass behind her invitingly while the applause lingered.

“That was… enjoyable,” Dak eventually commented.

“Are you kidding?” Lixa shot him a very dirty look, “I was about three seconds away from storming the stage.”

“I would have liked to have seen that,” Dak grinned.

“I’m sure you would,” Lixa grinned back and gave his cock a loving squeeze.

“Excuse me,” the redhead returned a few minutes later, after the lights had returned to normal and everyone had been enjoying themselves politely and calmly in the aftermath of Ilyri’s show, “Ilyri would like to see you.”

“Alright,” Dak got up, and Lixa rose with him, removing her from his crotch and letting him get his arm around her waist so she could cling to his side as they moved towards the wide stairs leading upwards, while being observed by the other patrons and getting quite a few jealous looks. Apparently, everyone else seemed to know what was expecting them.

After travelling up two flights of stairs and down one long, airy corridor, the trio ended up in front of one of the doors lining the corridor, which the redhead knocked on politely before pushing it open and saying “Ilyri, your clients are here” and getting a response that was too faint for Dak and Lixa to make out clearly.

“She’s ready for you,” The redhead flashed them a smile and stepped out of the way, waiting by the door as they entered what turned out to be a tastefully decorated salon, with a wide doorway leading further into a bedroom dominated by a fairly massive bed. And in the middle of the room, still wearing her see-through stripper sandals, was Ilyri, a baby blue robe that ended halfway down her ass hanging wide-open off her to expose her front, while her lips were pulled into an expectant smile.

Upon seeing Dak, she lit up, cried out “Tepes!” and rushed him, flinging her arms round his neck and sweeping a surprised Dak up in a tight, passionate kiss.
“I’ve missed you!” Ilyri added, once she’d pulled her tongue out of Dak’s mouth and her lips away from his, though she kept her mashed tightly against his chest, flattening them almost as much as was possible.

“Do I get one of those too?” Lixa asked, only to let out a startled “Mmmph!” when Ilyri moved on to greet her the same way that she had Dak, and the two women were soon locked in a tight embrace as Lixa did her best to match Ilyri’s pace.

“Thank you, Firra,” Ilyri said to the redhead who had remained by the door waiting for the kiss between Ilyri and Lixa to end, and the two women exchanged a quick smile before Firra closed the door, leaving the trio all to themselves.

“So… Tepes… Anything you want to say to me?” Taking a step back and placing her hands on her hips, Ilyri stood there, a sly smile on her lips and one eyebrow raised.

“Actually, there is…” Dak hesitated, repeating the code phrase that was intended as the second part of any Rebel agent verifying their identity to Ilyri, then said it out loud while being immensely thankful to whomever it was that had come up with it: “Tell me, do you still have the tightest, sexiest little asshole that I’ve ever seen?”

While Lixa gasped with equal parts surprise and lust, Ilyri’s smile just grew wider and nastier.