Shady business

Rafa: Here's the deal! Whenever I need something taken off world as... ehm... tariff-free... I use ships carrying Admiral Tarkin's lommite ore from Eriadu to Coruscant and taking supplies and workforce back there.

Lana: Why would you use those specific ships for smu...?

Rafa (interrupting): For tariff renegotiations? Because the dear admiral's family is growing laughably wealthy from mining that ore, while any other families doing the same barely rise from the middle-class miner families. I figured there had to be more to the story and found out that they are actually smuggling stuff in and out of Coruscant! The officials know about that, which means...

Lana: They won't be searching through the cargo thoroughly. Great, that's what I need!

Rafa: We just need you to get into one of the empty crates and you are all set! Then, once on Eriadu, you could hit a transport to Corellia, I have a few Selonian friends there, they could help you lay low for as long as you need!

Lana: Good, but... I don't intend to disappear, I want to leave Republic space. I need a way to get to Mandalore, which's hyperspace lanes have been blocaded. I need a neutral world where I could be picked up by my people.

Rafa: Hmm, let me think... If you go there... Then catch a... And manage to avoid the... Then... Okay, I got it! Instead of Corella, you could take a transport to Fondor, from there, well... I know a captain guy, who would take you to Nal Hutta, out of Republic space. For a price of course. There, you shouldn't be having trouble meeting your allies.

Lana: I don't like the sound of "right price". How much does he cost?

Rafa: It depends.

Lana: On what?

Rafa: The cargo, the destination, the amount of security checks he gets recently, the **** percentage in his blood, not to mention his current mood.

Lana: Sooo, basically, you have no idea?

Rafa: Let's just say he prefers a negotiation of the price on site. He's my kind of guy, never let me down so far!

Lana: How am I to find him?

Rafa: He's operating from the old Fondor Shipyard, currently a huge collection of scrap ships from the war. Nobody really wonders there without knowing what they are looking for. He'll find you once you are there, I'll send him a transmission to expect you.

Lana: What's his name?

Rafa: Well, I never really asked for that... He's a lovely green skinned fellow, not particularly strong int he head, but gets the job done all the time.

Lana: Green skinned? You mean, Mirialan?

Rafa (triggered): Do I look like an anthropologist or a racist to you?! I don't even know the guys's name, let alone his race!

Lana: Alright, take it easy, no offense meant!

Rafa (laughing it off): None taken! Well, do we have a deal?

Lana: Yes, thanks for the tips.

Rafa: It'll be 1000 credits, as a 90% discount goes to the dear friends of my dear friend Ashoka!

Ashoka: Wow, you really are putting a price on our friendship?

Rafa: Business is just running in my veins! Yours have that forcey stuff, I too must come up with something!

Lana: Aaand, if I don't have 1000 credits?

Rafa: Don't you? What, are you Jedi all just poor little things?! Ashoka didn't have a handful either!

Lana {if Credits > 999}(lying){endif}: Yes, that's the case, you know, we aren't that particularly well off, we have all sorts of poverty vows and such.

Rafa: Ah, whatever... Nobody really appreciates my interl... I have already gotten used to it.

Lana: I do, I really do! Thanks a lot!

Trace: I have just seen a ship arriving from Eriadu to the logistics station at sector 578 an hour ago. If you want to catch that before it leaves, you'd better hurry up!

Lana: Right, thanks! Oh, one more thing, Ashoka.

Ashoka: Yes?

Lana: May I leave my armour here with you? It would make it hard to blend in with the refugees.

Ashoka: Sure, I'll make certain to get it back to Ranvi or Drek.

Lana: Thanks.

Trace (after a few seconds of standing still and silence): Ehm, aren't you going to take it off and give it to her?

Lana: Oh, ehm, you know... We Mandalorians aren't wearing anything underneath, soo...

Rafa (laughing): Ohh, so you guys are essentially going commando with that armour?! Come on, don't be shy, I have already seen everything!

Ashoka (teasing): As have I, no need to hide anything.

Trace: It's just us, girls here, weren't you taking showers in high school after physical training classes?

Lana: I wasn't really attending highschool, only the Jedi Temple's classes.

Rafa: Bah, more snobbish Jedi things! Are you gonna get that armour off or no? You might miss your chance to get away if you keep wasting time!

Lana (rolling your eyes): Fine...! It's just us girls anyway, as you said...

You unlock your armour pieces and hand them over to Ashoka, who's eagerly holding her hand out to you, expecting them with a giggle. You feel embarrassed to be stared at by all three girls, even though this is nothing comparably to some other situations you have been having the luck to be a part of. By the time you get the last piece off, not only Ashoka, but Rafa and Trace are all giggling while staring at you. You cover up in embarrassment and ask them:

Lana (blushing in embarrassment): What are you all staring at?!

Trace: You girl have a great body! Do you work out often?

Lana: I guess fighting enemies, keeps me in shape...

Rafa: Have you ever considered using your body to make a living? I know a guy who would be giving you a salary worthy of a senator's wage to perform at his club!

Lana: No, thanks, I'm fine being a full time Jedi.

Ashoka: She's not wrong though. When I needed some credits to make a living here, I went there and worked for him for a month and I've been living off that money ever since! It might do you good too! Though it won't be easy, especially on Morgukai Mondays... Damn, those guys are rough as a hungry Nexu... But I got paid double for those days, so no complaints.

Lana: A generous offer, I'll let you know when I have changed my mind, thank you. Ehm, may I borrow an extra clothing from one of you? I'll return it once I'm out of Republic space!

Ashoka (teasing): Oh, you aren't planning to blend in the crowd like that? What a shame!

Rafa: Wouldn't be the first time you are doing that!

Trace: Oh girls, you are so mean to her! I think we are the same size, I'll bring you some!

Rafa (as Trace goes to her room): Your kind heart will make you even more broken one day sis! Haven't I always told you to always cost for everything? Renting price, the basic fee, caution money, not to mention the...

Trace (from her room): And haven't I always told you some charity work would do you good?

Rafa (rolling her eyes): Pfff, charity... I would sooner kiss a Hutt's...

Trace (rushing back from her room): I got all you need! A coat, a shirt, trousers, panties, a pair of socks and shoes, I have also added a bra, but... I assume it'll be too small for you, so I would advise going braless, unless you buy one at a shop. Which is dangerous, if you are a wanted fugitive, soo...

Rafa: Wouldn't make a difference for her, she hasn't been wearing one under her armour anyway, must have gotten used to going braless!

Lana (as you put them on): They'll do fine, thanks a lot Trace!

Trace: Don't mention it!

Lana (once dressed and attached your weaponry belt to your new trousers and put your credits into your pockets): They fit perfectly!

Ashoka (pointing to your hard nipples poking through your shirt): Be careful, going like that you might poke somebody's eyes out on the street!

Lana (slowly): Ha-ha-ha. Leaving the order certainly hasn't improved your humour, "padawan".

Ashoka: It takes humour to recognise humour.

Lana: That's why I see that you don't have it! Alright, I'd better be going, I'll make up for these favours you have given me, I swear!

Girls (as you leave their flat and rush towards sector 578): Watch out for yourself! Good luck on the way!

Rafa (returning to the flat once you are away): Ashoka, you know what day it is?

Ashoka: Oh, it's Friday again?

Trace (excited): Yes, it is!

Rafa: That's right, today's Freeuse Friday! Time to pay this week's rental price for your room! The usual price, one orgasm for me and Trace per day!

Trace: I love so much this part of the week!

Ashoka: Okay girls, let's get this over with, I've some business to do later today.

Trace (excited): Let me start bottom now!

They all toss their clothes aside, go into Rafa's room and occupy the bed. Trace grabs her vibrator and lays on her back, Ashoka sits on her face, while Rafa takes the top, standing right next to Ashoka's face.

Rafa: Okay girl, stick that tongue of yours out, it's worktime!

Ashoka obliges and slightly leans forward to reach Rafa's pussy with her tongue. Trace wasn't wasting time, she's already been eating her orange friend by the time she begins pleasuring Rafa. Not wanting to stay out of the joy, she puts her vibrator into her vagina and lowly turns up the vibration. When at maximum speed, she releases it and rubs her pussy to increase the effect.

Rafa (holding Ashoka's head with her hand): Good girl, now that's how it's done! Start circulating now and don't stop!

Rafa (by the time she's on the edge): Yes, yes, faster, faster...! Aaaahhh, yeees, by the...! You never disappoint Ashoka!

Trace (having already edged herself with her vibrator): My turn now!

Ashoka: Take it easy girls, pick a number, will you? I only have one tongue!

Rafa (teasing): Which shouldn't be wasted talking now! There are two horny girls in need of a good pussy eating, get to it!

Ashoka (saluting her as a soldier): Yes, ma'am!

This continues for about an hour, while the sisters have been rotating, taking turns with Ashoka. Sometimes standing over her like Rafa started, sometimes sitting on her face or just simply laying down and allowing her to go down on them. Each orgasm they reach makes their pussies more and more sensitive, increasing the sensation each time. By the time they both get their 7 orgasms (all the while Ashoka got 2 or 3 as well from Trace, who could never stop herself from returning at least some of the pleasure they get from her), both girls are tired out by the thorough work their pussies have received, their hearts beating as fast as they can, panting and sweating like a runner after having completed a marathon on Tatooine's sand dunes. They have reached the limit of their physics, barely being able to take an other climax without passing out. They proudly show their holes to the Togruta padawan, showing off they great amount of liquid in and on them, a mixture of their pussy juices and her saliva.

Rafa (panting): That was a good one! Don't forget those moves until next Friday!

Trace (panting): I hope you aren't planning on raising the rental price Rafa... Otherwise, I'll be dying a week from now...!

Ashoka (teasing them): How knows, maybe if she does, I'll be using some **** tricks to make you both orgasm every minute for a whole hour!

Rafa (with widened eyes): Can you actually do that...?!

Ashoka: Who knows... Care to try it next time?

Rafa: As if you were asking me whether I would be willing to accept Jabba the Hutt's wealth for an anal with him! Of course I do!

Ashoka: Hmm, thought so, train yourself until then, or you'll pass out in like 10 minutes!

Rafa: I bet a thousand credits I can manage!

Ashoka: We'll see!

Meanwhile you have reached the transport station at sector 578, the ship is still docked with a few crates still being loaded.