The arrival

[Elayne]

Natasha gave Omar a suspicous glance at his comment. She thought he might be making a joke at her expense from his light tone, but slowly cut herself and Pete a slice of the pie.

Omar's companion cut herself a piece of pie as well and began to eat it quite eagerly. Natasha decided that the woman probably wouldn't have been as enthuiastic if there was anything wrong with the pie.

Natasha lifted a forkful of pie to her lips to taste it. It was surpisingly sweet, with a bit of a tang as well. All in all, not bad.

After a few more forkfuls, Natasha was feeling remarkably cozy, relaxed and serene. She leaned back languidly on her pillows. Omar was eyeing her once more and Natasha blushed slightly. She was about to comment, glancing down to note where his gaze was. Natasha was surprised to find her nipples had stiffened to sharp points, clearly visible through her bikini top, but through the warm cozy feeling of the oxygen rich food, she took the jolt in stride remarkably easy.

Omar suggested retiring to a private room adjoining the alcove of the room and to Natasha's surprise, his wife was the first one to leapt to her feet, sashaying into the small cubby hole with slick ease, her round rear bouncing under the sheer back of her twined skirt.

 

[Logan2]

As Pete followed Natasha into the private room he caught sight of her stiff nipples under her bikini top, so she seemingly was aroused too.

He looked around in the room and found that it was a square room with cushions all over so that you could lie or sit on the floor. The walls seemd to be made out of some cound absrbing stuff and the ligthing was dim but sufficent to see everyone in the room.

Omar was the last to enter. He closed the door and but didn't lock it in any way and then he sat down in one corner, just nodding to his wife. She stood and Pete could clearly see that her nipples where even harder then Natashas, she seemed to be in extacy allready, her face was flushed and she moved in such a sensual way that Petes erection now very cleary was showing in his shorts.

He looked over at Natasha while Omar suddently spoke.

"We here on Aruna enjoy many things," he said ominously, " and the apples help a little bit along. Talara here enjoys them a lot, as you can see."

At that moment Talara began to dance. She moved very slowlyand sensously and with each movement the scarfs that made up her clothing started to come of a bit.

 

[Elayne]

The cubby hole they entered was small, with a low ceiling that Natasha could have brushed without stretching. The floor was covered with a thick, soft carpet, almost as comfortable as a mattress. The bedroom feel was enhanced by the pillows strewn about.

Natasha paused for a moment, watching Omar take a seat in the corner near the door. Pete took another see, on the other side of the narrow room.

Omar's companion moved to the center of the room and began to dance, very slowly. Natasha wasn't even sure if she'd count it as a dance, Talara's body language was much closer to a sexual experience than a dance. The other woman rolled her hips, twisting her skirt slightly, perilously close to having baring herself utterly.

Natasha felt a small blush as Talara continued to dance, rolling and grinding her hips, slowly sliding down the scarf wrapped across her bosom to flash them a peek of full and heavy breasts larger than Natasha's, if not quite as pert or round.

"She's a good dancer," Natasha murmured a bit lamely, at a lose for words.

Omar chuckled, leaning forward to look past her to Pete. "What do you think, Pete? Do you like the way my Talara dances?"

 

[Logan2]

Pete looked over at Natasha as she murmured, "She's a good dancer," and just nodded. His mind nearly was blank and he had to control himself or he would have grabbed either women and and thrown her on the floor to do ... he didn't know what he want to do.

Omar seemed to sense his confusion. "What do you think, Pete? Do you like the way my Talara dances?"

Pete wet his lips to be able to talk again, "yes, it is...very sensual."

The scarf that had covered Talaras breasts finaly fell down and she turned around once to present her beautifull body from all sides. Pete could see that she had lived her whole live on the planet since her breasts where not as well formed as Natashas who had lived much of her live in zero gravitiy.

Pete looked at Natasha again, wondering what they had gottem themself into and what she was thinking about all this.

Omar looked at Natasha also, "can you dance too Natasha?" he asked.

 

[Elayne]

Talara pivotted on the balls of her feet, not so much as a dance step but more of a method of showing off her shapely figure.

Pete definitely seemed to be transfixed, staring at the buxom blonde.

When Omar asked her if she could dance, Natasha had to fight back another blush and chuckled softly. "I don't know. I've never danced like that before."

"It's easy," Omar said with a smile. "Try it, you'll see."

Natasha didn't know why, but she was possessed by an urge to do it, if only to show that she was a match for Talara. She stood and moved the center of the room.

Talara squeezed past her, their hips brushing lightly as they maneuvered in the narrow room. The blonde went and sat comfortably next to Pete, close enough that they were almost touching.

Natasha took up her spot in the center of the room, pausing, trying to figure out how to get started. Omar watched her for a moment, then began tapping his foot lightly, giving her a soft beat.

Natasha took her cue, running her hands forward along her toned belly, slowly rolling her hips from side to side, stroking her hands up to her breasts and up to tussle her midnight hair with a toss of her head. She slowly turned in a half circle, till her back was to the door, reaching her hands behind her to the strap of her bikini top.

"Roll your hips more," Omar murmured from behind her.

Natasha paused, shimmying her hips from side to side, her skirt whispering along her legs, then popped the clasp of her top, letting the back fall open and the straps begin to slip around her shoulders.

Clasping her bikini in place with her hands as she turned back around, Natasha noticed that Omar was staring at her appreciatively. Talara on the other hand had arched her back, pressing her breasts against Pete's arm, clearly inviting him to fondle her.

 

[Logan2]

Petes eyes followed Natasha as she steped in the middle of the room. Her movements where not as sensuale and refined as Talaras but this was Natasha and watching her was allways turning him on.

She started to get into it slowly but then her movements smoothed out and as Omar murmured "Roll your hips more," she really was getting the hang of it.

As Pete watched he recognized that his body was beyond all reasoning. He didn't know what had happed but he knew he needed some kind of satisfaction.

The moment Talara pressed her breast against his arm he reached for them and startet to massage them gently, his eyes still fixed on Natashas movements. This was a strange sensation but somehow it felt right and his hands grew a bit more forcefull, his fingers gently running over her breasts.

He knew that he needed more soon and wondered where this all would end.

 

[Elayne]

Natasha slowly slides down her bikini top, revealing her own full, round breasts. Her eyes stay on Talara and Pete.

Pete had begun massagaing Talara's offered breasts and the other woman was leaning forward, periliously close to falling into Pete's lap as she pressed.

Natasha felt an odd mix of arousal and jealousy, which was odd because she wasn't normally a jealous person.

"See, I told you it was easy," Omar commented as he watched her hips roll. Natasha smiled at him, very warmly, and arched her back, making her breasts bounce.

Feeling aroused and wanting to show up Talara, Natasha slowly ran her hands down her flat, toned navel to the tie of her wrapped skirt, slowly unknotting it, turning slightly and rolling her hips as she opened her skirt, feeling her buttocks brush against the fabric as she veiled her rear with it.

"May I inspect your woman?" Omar suddenly asked Pete.

 

[Logan2]

"May I inspect your woman?" Omar suddenly asked Pete.

Petes first reaction was a "No!" without even looking at Omar. This was the only thing that could make him and Natasha fight. He was very protective of her and she really needed her freedom.

Under normal circumstances he had this jealousy under control and learned to live with it but in his current state the "No!" was the first word that came to his mind and over his lips.

The he realized that he was fondling Omars wife and that he certainly was in no positon to argue the point. He caught himself and looked at Omar.

"No, because Natasha isn't 'my' woman. She can decide things for herself you have to ask her."

He looked back at Natasha as she was about to shed her last article of clothing, don't know what to wish for.

 

[Elayne]

Natasha blinked, pausing as she heard Omar's bold question. She turned her head slightly to give Pete a half frown. She knew if there was one habit Pete had that annoyed her more than anything it was his streak of possessiveness.

Pete opened his mouth about to react, then seemed distracted by the fact that Talara was practically straddling his lap.

Natasha paused for a moment, breathing quicker as tried to frame a response to Omar's question, but instead of asking her, he just chuckled.

Natasha shrugged, then gave a small roll of her hips, letting her wrapped skirt slide down to the floor, revealing her round rump and long legs. Then she turned back to the men, arching her back slightly to emphasize her firm breasts, looking down at her seated audience, with a small shrug, to indicate her dance was finished.

 

[Logan2]

Pete looked around Talara as Natasha was finishing her dance now totally nude. Oh how he liked that sight.

Talara was nearly stradling him, his hands still working on her breasts, massaging them, playing with the nipples. He was happy that the shorts he was wearing wheren't to confining, his cock was standing nearly straight up.

Talara seemed to have realized that too since her hands went to his shorts and Pete didn't know what to do. He really enjoyed what this woman was doing to her but what he really wanted was Natasha. The problem was that his body was nearly exploding. He was aroused more then anytime he could remember.

His hands went down to stop Talara from reaching under his shorts and then he realized that she was not wearing anything under that bad excuse for a skirt. She stoped reaching for his cock because he had accidently touched her pussy which made her throw her head back and moan on pleasure.

Pete looked at Natasha for any sign what he should do now.

Meanwhile Omar looked at Natasha too, only his eyes didn't look for help, they showed that he knew exactly what he wanted.

 

[Elayne]

Natasha paused after she stopped dancing. She had danced very long, but she was breathing surprisingly hard. She was also surprised to find that she was even more aroused now than she was when she had started. Her nipples were stiff points, her thighs and neck lightly blushed.

Natasha looked over at Pete, opening her mouth to say something. But at that exact moment, Talara threw back her head and moaned, long and loud. Natasha had no doubt at all where Pete's hands had strayed.

Flushing with an odd mixture of anger and arousal, Natasha decided two could play at the game. Turning to Omar, Natasha gave him a smoky smile and strolled over to him, taking time to roll her hips seductively as she walked.

"So... Did you like my dance?" Natasha practically purred at him with a small smirk.

 

[Logan2]

Omar returned her smile. "Yes, I liked it a lot, you should do it more often. Your talent is wasted in space, you should stay here on Aruna." He offered her his hand but stayed seated so that she had to come to him.

With a smile and a nod to Pete he added. "I think Talara wouldn't mind if your partner stayed as well."

At exactly this moment Pete got hold of Talaras hands and stoped her from reaching his cock. He pulled her hands up but still tried to be carefull, not wanting to hurt her, or her feelings. He still didn't know enought about customs on this strange planet and he didn't want overstep some bounds that some one from offplanet shouldn't overstep.

He breathed heavily and tried to regain his wits but he still felt very aroused and it was hard to get his mind working again.

"I think we... we shouldn't..." he looked pleadingly at Natasha, still aware of Talata who was starting to grind her bare pussy against the bulge in his shorts.

 

[Elayne]

Natasha smiled in return at Omar, extending her own hand to take his.

With a casual tug, he pulled her into his lap, till she was straddling him and smeared across him.

Omar gave her hair a small pull, to make Natasha arch her back responsively, even as she settled in on top of him. The moment she arched, the man slid his hands up to cup her pert breasts, giving them a firm squeeze and kneading them with his palms.

Normally, Natasha might have reacted differently to his forceful behaviour and strong hands, but aroused as she was, his touch felt incredible, and she moaned and gasped in delight.

From her side, she could hear Talara issuing a similar moan as she rubbed against Pete.

 

[Logan2]

Pete saw Natasha nearly falling on top of Omar and beeing handled roughly but she seemed to enjoy it if he could judge that by her moans. He felt jealousy wash over him but that was shortly replaced by a much stronger feeling of arousal. He felt more like an animal in heat and Talaras body body grinding against his wasn't helping at all.

He let go of Talaras hands and started to work on her breast again, his cock growing even harder if that was possible after her ministrations and watching Natashas dance.

By now he hoped she would again try to free it, hold it in her hands, lick it, suck it.....

A moan escaped his mouth as he felt all reason abandon his body and the animla in him take over. He fell back on the cussions for now content with letting Talara do what ever she wanted.

In the meantime Omar still had one hand on Natashas breast, kneading them forcefully while the other went between her legs. He subtly moved her in such a way that she lied down on the cussions infront of him, her head to the right of him in the direction of Pete and Talara and the legs streched out to the left. The Arunian's hands moved to her thighs, kneading them forcefully and then he pressed it hard on her sex and let his fingers explore her for a moment.

 

[Elayne]

Natasha moaned again as his hands on her breasts firmly pressed her down, till she was laid out across the pillows. Her head rest on one, and another lay under the round curve of her buttocks, forcing her slender body in a low arch.

With her head tilted back, she could see Pete lying across his own pillows. Talara had rolled her skirt up to her waist, utterly baring herself as she straddled him and began to kiss him hotly, her hands working at his shorts. Natasha could hear him groaning happily.

Meanwhile, Omar had spread her own legs apart with an easy touch and had begun to squeeze her breasts lightly with one hand, while his other began to circle her sex, checking her carefully before he slipped a finger into her.

Natasha bucked her hips and moaned loudly at the penetration.

Strangely, Omar's face was oddly calm, like he wasn't overly aroused. He was exploring her body intimately, but seemed almost detached as he cupped, fondled, tickled, and tweaked.

Natasha was anything but calm as she moaned and writhed on the pillows, her hips bouncing under his fingers as she thrashed about.

 

[Logan2]

Lying back Pete could see Omar fondling Natasha and then slowly entering a finger into her. Stangly he was way beyond jealousy, the sight merly aroused him even more. Talara was finaly got rid of the few skimpy scarfs around her waist so that she now was naked too. She hooked her hands into Petes shorts and pulled them off, giggeling at the sight of his hard and erect cock.

Then she grabbed Petes arms, pulled him up slightly, so she could pull of his shirt and let him fall down on the cussions again. This time Petes head rested right beside Natashas and he looked her in the face, seeing the pleasure she was experiencing.

Omar's finger slide out of Natashas wet hole and slowly slide in again, he looked at her with his calm face like she was some kind of science experiemnt that had to be examined closely. His finger went in and out again, finaly thrusting in as deep as it went.

Talara meanwhile bend down in Petes cock and let her tongue trail the top, licking over it very gently, which brought a deep moan from him.

 

[Elayne]

Natasha lay stretched out along the pillows, Omar leaning over her, forming a T as his hand worked in between her legs.

Natasha moaned and bucked, squirming on the sheets as Omar squeezed her breast, the softness of her flesh giving way to his hard fingers as he manipulated her. She tried wriggling frantically, but he simple held her in place, working her errogenous zones over thoroughly.

From beside her, she could hear Pete groaning in pleasure, and over her head she could hear the steady rhythm of Talara as the buxom blonde licked and sucked at Pete's shaft, wrapping her tongue around it and moaning then suckling it into her mouth.

Before she could do anything, Omar flipped her over onto her belly. He shifted around, spreading her legs wider open and pulling her hips up, till she was on her knees, but his free hand went to the back of her head, pressing her into the pillow to smother her heated moans as his fingers continued to stroke in and out of her sex, then went to her pearl, beginning to running a fingertip across it teasingly.

 

[Logan2]

Pete should be shocked...would be shocked if he wasn't that far gone. Talara givin him head was driving him nearly mad with pleasure. She was so good at it that he groaned and squirmed and moaned. The picture beside him turned him on too, even though he should be concerned for Natashas safty but he could see that Omar most certainly wasn't hurting her in any way. The cussions where soft and he face, what he could see of it, was showing only bliss.

Talara finaly stoped and looked up at him and said with a very sensual and low voice "You like this Pete?" then she got up and move a bit forward, kneeling over his cock, holding it in her hands rubbing it very gently against her pussylips. "Would you like this even more?" came the soft teasing question form behind her veil.

Omar was still fingering Natashas clit and slowly sliding his finges along her very wet pussy his other hand lessend the preasure of her head a bit so she could catch her breath.

 

[Elayne]

Natasha moaned loudly as she tossed her head, midnight hair spilling down her back as stretched out, the cushion hugged to her breasts and her rump in the air.

She could hear a brief ripping sound and Omar's hands paused on her sex, giving her a moment to catch her breath.

Beside her, Talara was teasing Pete mercilessly with her mouth and body, dangling over him and murmuring in his ear.

Suddenly, Natasha felt a pressure at her entrance and tensed, expecting more teasing. Omar had other things in mind. He set the tip of his manhood in place and then without any hesitation took her in one hard stroke. The lubrication on his condom and her own arousal let him slide fully into her without any resistance.

Natasha yelped loudly in delight as she felt his penetration. Omar reached under her to grab her breasts, squeezing them firmly as he began to pump her steadily from behind.

 

[Logan2]

Natashas yelp came at the same time as Talara let her body sink down on Petes erect shaft, impaling herself fully. Without and consicious movemtn Petes hips rose to meet her, a low and deep moan escaped his lips.

Talara threw back her head and Pete thought he could catch a glimps of a broad grin under the veil as she rose again and slammed down again...and again. His hands went to her hips, helping her, guiding her, hips own hips bucked in rythem with hers, his very hard and throbbing cock slamming into her with abandon.

"Oh, god," he moand, bending his head a bit backward he looked directly in Natasha face that showed her extacy as Omar pounded her from behind.