Meeting Deia

“Well, this is definitely new,” Dak muttered as he walked down an airy corridor, flanked by Ilyri and Lixa and admiring Tyshaa’s tight, juicy ass swaying in front of him.

“What?” While her heels clicked against the floor, Ilyri threw a quick glance and a naughty smile, “Never attended a meeting in the buff before?”

“I’ve tried getting him to,” Lixa pretended to complain, her own smile every bit as mischievous as Dak’s, “But Dak’s never wanted to…”

“You two,” Producing a long sigh before going on to shake his head and chuckle at Lixa and Ilyri, Dak nearly walked into Tyshaa when she stopped next to a pair of tall, wide doors.

“Alright, wait…” Tyshaa spun round and started talking, but had to pause to compose herself again when she found herself with the thick crown of Dak’s cock mere inches away from poking against her belly and his muscular form towering over her, “Wait here, and I’ll go check Mistress Mirax is ready for you.”

“You sure you want to leave just yet?” Ilyri teased Tyshaa, who first whimpered at the dark grunt that Dak let out, then bit her lip as she glanced down at his throbbing cock.

Shaking her head, Tyshaa reached out blindly for the door handle, throwing one last look at Dak’s member before pushing the door open and plunging in through it, closing it behind her to leave the threesome out in the corridor.

“That’s the thing about these Zeltrons,” Ilyri grinned at Lixa and Dak as she stepped in front of them, taking Tyshaa’s spot, “When they hit you with those pheromones, you just have to embrace it.”

“Let me guess,” Lixa too moved up in front of Dak, “you’ve got plenty of experience dealing with them…”

“A bit, yes,” Ilyri’s reply turned into a low purring noise when Lixa placed one hand on her toned stomach and began caressing it.

“Come here every morning for a ‘swim’, do you?” Lixa teased Ilyri.

“Not quite that often!” The pace and volume of Ilyri’s response rose dramatically towards the end, courtesy of Lixa’s hand sliding down between her legs so that the blonde could start playing with her juicing pussy.

“So what is it then? They hire you to give private shows?” Slipping in behind Ilyri without once letting her hand wander away from Ilyri’s cunt, Lixa smiled at Dak while pushing her tits into Ilyri’s back, drawing immense satisfaction from having him watch her playing with the hot-bodied, dark-skinned dancer’s sex.

“Yes…” Ilyri gasped, pushing her honeypot onto Lixa’s fingers and proceeding to look straight at Dak, “Fuck, Dak, you’re really aiming to give a good first impression, aren’t you?”

“What?” Deadpanning his response, Dak pretended not to notice how his cock was sticking out from between his legs with the rigidity of a steel girder.

“Oh don’t act like you don’t know – Oh fuck! – what I’m talking about,” Ilyri said, her wide hips bucking and her huge tits bouncing as Lixa found her clit.

“What about me, Ilyri?” Lixa’s purring was interrupted by her kissing the side of Ilyri’s neck,

“Think this Deia character is going to like me too?”

“Uh-huh,” Her eyes closed and her tongue wetting her lips, Ilyri nodded her head with gusto, “She’s going to love you.”

“Lixa, remember that we’re here for a reason,” Dak gently chastised the horny, naked blonde.

“I know, I know,” Assuring Dak of this, Lixa again applied the faintest of pressure onto Ilyri’s clit, prompting her to grind her muscular ass back against the blonde’s wet crotch.
Just then, one of the doors opened and Tyshaa peaked back outside. She took one look at Ilyri and Lixa, one at Dak, then shook her head and giggled.

“What?” Lixa asked, using her free hand to fondle Ilyri’s left tit, one set of slender fingers working the nipple while the other polished Ilyri’s pearl.

“Mistress Mirax will see you now,” Shaking her head once, Tyshaa slipped back behind the door and pulled it open.

“Ladies,” Dak motioned for Lixa and Ilyri to enter first by bowing forwards slightly and pointing his right arm towards the doorway. Slowly and unwillingly, Lixa let go of Ilyri and slipped out from behind her, the two naked sluts quickly wrapping one arm each round the other’s waist and proceeded to walk through the doorway, with Dak bringing up the rear.

“Wow…” Lixa gasped once she’d entered the room. Big and spacious, with a high ceiling and dominated by marble, the room was definitely some sort of combined office and representation room, with a big desk off in one corner – a plush chair behind it – and a foursome of striped, padded loungers placed more centrally, not far from an extremely well-stocked liqueur cabinet. Beyond the loungers were a line of long windows and a pair of glass doors left wide-open, leading out into a combined walled-in garden and pool, the sun shining down upon it and making the clear water of the pool glitter along with the emerald green of the plants surrounding it, interspersed by flowers that glowed pink, bright yellow or red.
By what had prompted Lixa to gasp was the figure standing in front of the glass doors, towelling herself off and following Tyshaa’s, Ilyri’s and Lixa’s example by going naked save for a pair of stiletto-heels, her strapped-on sandals being a dark blue bordering on purple that matched her hair and which complimented the dark pink tone of her skin. The Zeltron had an hourglass figure complete with wide hips, a narrow waist, and a pair of huge, round tits – albeit ones that sat slightly lower on her chest than Lixa’s and Ilyri’s due to her being a few years older than they.

“Ah, Ilyri…” The woman smiled while tossing aside the towel that she’d been using to dry herself off, and at that instant both Lixa and Dak groaned when they were hit by an invisible cloud of pheromones that had juices streaming out of the blonde’s cunt while her partner’s schlong grew as hard as it possibly could, its length and weight not stopping its fat crown from pointing up into the air.

“Hello Deia,” Ilyri returned the smile, being accustomed enough to the intensity of the pheromones that the more mature Zeltron gave off to at least retain her ability to talk.

“Who are your friends?” Deia was still smiling as she began sauntering towards the trio, Tyshaa remained by the doors, but the smile faded for a moment or two when Ilyri stepped out from in front of Dak, then returned with even greater intensity as she took in his appearance.

“This is Dak,” Ilyri said, caressing Dak’s cock and cooing when a long spurt of precum left his pisshole and shot forwards before splattering onto the floor, “And this is Lixa.”

“Hello,” Dak nodded at Deia, his throat feeling parched as he had to hold himself back from walking up to her.

“Hi,” Lixa moaned, shuffling her feet as she too struggled to keep from lunging at the Zeltron and showering her with kisses.

“A pleasure to meet you both,” Deia was still smiling, “Would you care for some refreshments?”
On key, Tyshaa moved over towards the drinks cabinet.

“Nothing alcoholic please,” Dak requested, the impact that Deia had upon him strengthening further as she drew nearer, resulting in another welter of prejizz being released before his rock-hard cock jolted upwards.

“S-same here,” Lixa chimed in, her attention divided between her pussy throbbing with need and her nipples feeling hard enough to cut glass with.

“Tyshaa…”

“Yes, mistress,” Tyshaa replied, with an uncharacteristically meek tone as she quickly began filling four stemmed, wide-rimmed glasses with some thick, amber fluid.

“Won’t you please sit down?” Stepping aside now that she was within a few feet of them, Deia motioned over at the grouped lounge chairs. She remained in place as Dak, Ilyri and Lixa moved past her, moaning approvingly once they had their backs to her and then following after them.

“Dak, Lixa…” Deia smiled at them both as she too got down in one of the chairs, reclining back in it and lettings its curved backrest help in highlighting the swell and shape of her awe-inspiring chest, “Tyshaa tells me this is your first visit to the Springs of Ryloth. I hope you’ve enjoyed it.”

“Definitely,” Lixa nodded.

“Oh yes,” Dak agreed, as Tyshaa handed him a glass.

“Good. Don’t drink that just yet,” Deia quickly told him, before shifting her gaze towards Tyshaa, who had just finished offering Lixa, Ilyri and herself a glass as well, “Thank you, Tyshaa.”

Nodding at her employer, Tyshaa spun round gracefully on her heels and walked out of the room, making sure to walk past Dak on the way and have her right hand brush gently against his erection, which throbbed slowly and forcefully as it stood pointing straight up into the air.

“Now, I take it this isn’t just a social call,” Placing her glass on the small table next to her, Deia spread her legs and planted her feet back on the floor, thus putting her bald, wet pussy on full display.

“Afraid not, Deia,” Ilyri replied.

“So why are you here then?” Deia’s next question came instantly.

“Do you sweep this place for bugs?,” Dak cut in, and immediately the fog that had been descending upon him disappeared as Deia suppressed a gasp and sat herself up in the chair, folding her legs in front of her.

“Yes,” Deia nodded, suddenly seeming much more businesslike.

“In that case, we’re here about Talar Arwin,” Dak explained, and Deia’s face was suddenly a paler shade of pink.

“Ilyri, I’ve always assumed that you’re with the Alliance,” Deia eventually said something, after a few long moments of silence, “That’s true, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” Ilyri nodded.

“How come you’ve guessed that?” Lixa asked, her curiosity causing her to join the conversation.

“Well, I’ve been feeding her information for months…” A thin smile appeared on Deia’s lips, and all three humans in front of her gasped when she began releasing pheromones once more.

“Your weekly visits?” Dak asked Ilyri.

“Uh-huh,” Smiling over at Deia, Ilyri nodded and continued on, “She came to the Afterlife to recruit me, and I tried to recruit her as a source of information. Things sort of went their natural way from there…”

“Recruit?” Cocking an eyebrow, Deia leaned back again, “Please, Ilyri… I was trying to seduce you.”

Suddenly, Deia was sporting the sort of slutty smile that Dak had come to associate with his two lovely partners, both of which were pretty quick to mirror it.

“Okay, so we were trying to seduce each other,” Ilyri admitted, crossing her long legs, one over the other, and throwing her arms behind her head, stretching out her curvaceous form as she laid in the lounge chair.

“And did a fine job of it, if I may say so myself,” Deia interjected, and Dak was overwhelmed by a sensation that had his cock spurting out more precum while in the lounger next to him, Lixa emptied her lungs in a long, lustful moan.

“But even if I can trust you with any information that I might have,” Deia swirled the glass around on the table, her other hand sliding onto her belly, “What about your friends?”

“I take it you’ve got some contacts of your own,” Dak suggested.

“Uh-huh,” Deia nodded.

“Have them check up one Dak Kagen,” Dak continued on, trying to ignore both his erection and his apprehensions about bringing up his record, “I should still be wanted by the Empire for desertion, theft and twelve counts of aiding and abetting a fugitive.”

“Twelve counts?” Lixa grinned.

“Wookie slaves on the run,” Nodding, Dak rubbed the outside of his left thigh, “I told them that hunting people like them wasn’t what I joined up for and gave them a ship.”

“I’ll make sure to do that,” Deia smiled again, “And hopefully find a picture of this dangerous criminal too.”

“If you could get in touch with Molayyyk, he should vow for me.”

“Molayyyk?” Lixa cut in again, “The wookie privateer?”

“Yeah,” Dak’s face was twisted into a grim smile, “I think he wanted some payback on the Imps.”

“Whoever I manage to get in touch with, that will take a couple of days,” Deia began, “So you’re hardly in any rush.”

“True,” Ilyri’s smile strongly suggested that she knew where Deia was headed with this line of reasoning, not that Lixa and Dak couldn’t guess it too.

“Anyway, cheers,” Picking up the glass, Deia toasted her guests.