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U.S.S. Ishtar | artican | 12

 

Kari turned to me as she was being called. I think it was to show me that if I could do it, she could too... or maybe it was to tell me that she could do it better. She could do it better it turns out. She didn't need music to sway her hips to. Whatever it was she was dancing too was hot and erotic and she parlayed that with the gyrations of her body. Ever muscle moved to the inaudible beats with a sudden sense of urgency. It looks like she was getting heated up by some unseen force.

Her movements became tantric as she tore off her robe and dropped to the ground. There she writhed, rubbing all around her body, wantingly. Her tongue slowly and methodically trailed her forearm up to her fingertips, sucking them like candy. She then sent both hands over her beautifully round breasts to play with the pointed nipples that looked like they were aching to be sucked on themselves. I would have been more than happy to oblige if she'd asked. Her fingers continued down her smooth, flat belly, skipping her mound and going on to her thighs. She pulled her legs apart, farther than I could hope to stretch mine. I never realized she was this flexible. She arched her back and her throbbing pink pussy was plain to see.

"Very impressive..." The owner complimented. Unfortunately, Kari took this as her cue to stop. She stood up and bowed to the boss, "You put on a very good show. How are you with treating guests? Some of the jobs will require some... ah... physical interaction between the guests and the workers. All professional of course, I don't run a whore house. I will need to know that you are comfortable around others in this way..."

"Maybe this will convince you..." Kari said as she walked up to the other woman and planted a kiss on her mouth. Taking charge, the boss lady stood up and leaned back on the desk. Kari pulled down her robe, revealing smooth skin patterned in an intricate weaving of lines on the lady's back arms and legs. Hitting a button on the desk, the blonde business woman revealed a hidden bed. I joined the two at the bed and helped the woman on while Westland gathered nearby oils. She oiled up her fingers and gently massaged my breasts. I was confused as to why she was working on me when the 'client' was waiting on the bed. She dribbled the oil from the bottle over her chest as well and held me tight so the oils mixed together on our skin. It was hot and wet. She gave me a deep kiss and smiled at our audience. The blonde Mayoran was enjoying the show, idling fondling her naked snatch.

Kari put me on all fours on the smooth, cold marble ground. I felt the slight cold sting of more oil flooding my back. I then felt Kari's breasts on the same spot, spreading the oil around. She worked her belly on me and I could feel the stiffness of her clit slide across every so often. Her strong legs held me tight, but they slipped around as the oil heated up and spread all over or bodies. She reached around and was massaging me with her front, then I switched with her and spread even more oil around, making sure to get every crevice of her backside wet. We were having trouble standing up with all the oil on us, so we climbed on the bed and joined our employer.

Sandwiching her between us, we squeezed our hot, oily bodies against her soft skin. It wasn't long before all three of us were slipping over each other's bodies, playfully trying to grab each other and slipping through. I suddenly found myself mounting the boss, I rubbed my clit against hers and it felt good, so I did it again. I kept at it, the business woman didn't mind, she tried as much as I did to keep myself on top of her. It was difficult because I kept sliding off, but every time I slid back into position, we would cross slits. We fell into a sliding motion with me working my body over her open cunt. The oil intensified the heat we were giving off. Kari had slipped behind the woman with her fingers massaging her tits. My sliding had become so extreme by then, I was able to reach her pussy with my lips. I would take a lick before coming back up, then take a longer lick. I ended up eating her out longer and longer until finally she came.

"Oh my... oh my... Unnghh!!! Ah! Ah! Ah! You're both hired..." was all she could muster before falling back on the bed, panting for breath. My pussy ached, wishing she could have lasted a bit longer. "Branag, take them to the dormitory, I want them to be onsite residents."

"Thank you... uh, boss?" I replied, realizing she still hasn't revealed her name.

"You can call me Mistress Varilera," she responded.

"Thank you, Mistress," Kari and I said in unison.

We gathered our robes and followed the large Branag to our quarters. Kari didn't make a fuss about putting them back on and I didn't want to fumble around with it for a half an hour anyways. Besides, I doubt Branag minded. He showed us a room overlooking the city. It was a beautiful site full of bustling people and streetside merchants. There was an outside balconey where we could get a better view. Branag promptly left before we could ask him anything, but Kari found a computer console that would probably have a database for what we were looking for.

Not knowing any Mayoran, we contacted the Ishtar for translation equipment. It was quickly beamed aboard and I began researching while Kari took a shower. The computer was for employee work scheduling mainly, so I didn't get much on our real mission to learn about the mysterious energy source on this planet, but I found that as resident workers, we were able to choose our own shifts and were payed by every two and a half standard hours we worked. It may be good to note in case we ever needed more Rubaks. I took a shower and let Kari see if she could access an outside databank for information about the planet itself.

Kari seemed more adept on alien computers than I because she found out what we needed to know. Apparently the energy source was actually a reverse energy source that absorbed radiated energy and used it to charge energy batteries all over the world. This technology has created free energy from the sun and other sources as well as has managed to repel invasion forces from outside world. The phenomena was natural, which meant it couldn't readily replicated. There went that plan. Another problem was that space travelling near here was extremely dangerous due to the nature of the energy source. We contacted First Officer Kokuru about this newfound information.

"This would explain the multiple systems failures we've been getting recently," Kokuru responded. "We will beam you up and get a safe distance away."

We beamed in almost immediately. Unfortunately for us, that meant we were buck naked when we arrived in the Transporter room. The officer on duty just gave us a wink and a smile. She was also kind enough to beam up our robes which we nonchalantly threw on to cover ourselves and rushed to the bridge for the debriefing. Kokuru was there along with Chief Engineer Bethan, Security Chief Tiloth and Ensign Davis. I felt uncomfortably undressed in front of the uniformed personel.

"I wouldn't have called you two here in such a hurry if it wasn't an emergency," She announced in her commanding African voice, "The captain and Lieutenant Greene are still on the planet and we are unable to contact them." We let the shock sink in. "Since you two have been in contact with the locals, we thought it best that you continue on the planet and find them. Meanwhile we need to find a way of protecting ourselves from the planet's effects."

"That'll take some time," Bethan spoke out, "The longer we stay in the system, the more it will take it's toll on the ship. We need to clear out and set repairs, not to mention our power loss since coming here..."

"We'll deal with that in time," Kokuru said.

"It would be logical that repairs be the first agenda we cover," Davis pointed out. "The only reason we need to return to the planet would be to retrieve the Captain and Lieutenant. Therefore, I suggest we return in intervals to see if the ensigns have managed to find the missing crew."

"How long will it take for systems to be nominal?" Kokuru asked Bethan.

"At least a week."

"Then we'll be back to pick you two up... with Lance and Greene," the first officer told us. We stood a little humble in our sheets, nodded to the first officer and the others and took our leave. Looks like my mission isn't quite over yet, I'm going to be spending a week in Mayora working as an erotic masseuse...

 

Do they find the captain and lieutenant?


          In the most unlikely place

 
 
 

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