The Pod Race Queens - Sex Stories

The Pod Race Queens

... infamous Boonta Eve Classic. But the Alderaanian women were savvy enough to pick up on the inherently seedy nature of the Daiyu Raceway, seeing through the veneer of respectability that masked the sordid elements beneath. The track was designed to guarantee at least one or two fatalities during the course of the race, catering to the bloodlust of the crowds, with tampering and cheating almost encouraged by the owners of the vast venue.

Even from a distance, Winter and Leia could find the betting rings, every vendor was surrounded by their own crowds of braying gamblers. A number focused primarily on the odds of the winners and runners-up, but it wasn't tricky to spot those running dead pools, raking in extortionate sums of Republic credits and equivalent currencies based on who the gamblers believed were most likely to perish during the race and on which lap they believed the fatalities would occur.

Leia led the way towards the procession of exotic beauties waiting to disperse themselves amongst the many pod racing teams lining the pit. It was a sight that catered to the hyped up spectators, with large screens dotted around the roof of the arena showing off each and every scantily clad woman. Winter wasn't surprised to listen to the noticeably louder response that came when both she and Leia became the focus of the holo-cams, followed by resounding boos when the screens switched to stats and performance histories of the pilots.

The girls moved along the pit lane, ...

... breaking off to join the various crews, ready to carry out every duty the stars excepted them to. Leia and Winter arrived at the very last garage, occupied by the team Leia believed were using the competition to smuggle in drugs in unbelievable quantities. They quickly found themselves drawing the attention of a half dozen pairs of eyes, which quickly returned to their work. But the two pilots -- both of whom had been busy giving their pod racers their last few preliminary checks -- certainly found it difficult to drag their eyes away from the Alderaanian women.

"Well would you look at that," a dug dressed in fire retardant race suit jumped down from the worn orange Radon-Ulzer engine he had been working on. "I didn't know we were expecting any visitors so close to the start of the race. Must be our lucky day, Shelan."

"That's because Daiyu knows how to treat its pilots, Cherrub," a weedy-looking balosar grinned, looking at the pair with blatant desire, though his attention quickly became fixated on Winter. "I've heard that these race queens of theirs do a lot more than stand around and look pretty."

"Really?" Cherrub looked at the arrivals questioningly. "Is he right about that?"

"Oh, he's quite right," Leia purred, giving her exasperated friend a conspiratorial smirk. "Given the nature of this sport, our employers believe that every pilot is deserving of a, shall we say, special form of treatment. Isn't that right, Ivory."

"Really? Ivory?" Winter whispered, ...