Freak Like Me

[DSX93]

It wasn't the size of the fingers, or even the hands, but rather, what one does with them. But right now, that was a small thing that wasn't worth mentioning.

Alix smiled at being called beautiful, then turned to look back at Dizzy before she said her next words, not wanting to come across as dismissive while saying them.

"And you are precious, sweetie."

Seeing the nerves on her face, she returned her head to resting on her hands with closed eyes, rather than watching to see what parts of her that Dizzy would go for first like she'd orignally thought of doing.

It's better as a surprise, anyway.

And indeed, she would be surprised again. Of all the places that were in Dizzy's reach...

After she'd turned her attention to one, Alix offered her other foot, giggling as each kiss sent small, pleasant shocks further up her leg the further she went. Her feet melted into her massaging hands, and the tenderness and care she was showing made her wonder...

"You into feet, Dizzy? No judgment here, of course."

It wasn't just a "get to know you" question. Dizzy came here to learn, and Alix was already seeing potential in her as a sexfighter.

[BlackAkuma]

”I’m into your feet.”

Dizzy didn’t even have to think of the answer to that one, it came out like a reflex. It was true, though. While she was never all that big into them, something about these feet in particular was doing it for her, no doubt thanks to their owner. She savored every little touch, reveling in the soft flesh against her finger tips, and she could’ve stayed here for a good long while.

But that would be a waste, wouldn’t it? There was still so much of this woman to explore.

She moved upwards, coming to straddle her legs, pressing down on Allie’s with what little weight she had, putting her in perfect reach off her magnificent ass. The temptation to just reach out and grab it was strong, and she almost - almost - gave into it. Instead, she exercised some restraint and brought her massaging hands to her host’s thigh, rubbing them and pressing against her legs. Her thumbs went deep into the muscle, making sure to rub the tight, tender spots in between, the tendons that did the most work but got the least attention.

But, all the while, she moved upwards, bit by bit, teasing what was coming next but not giving in. Not yet. It was all about building suspense. ”I don’t think I’ve ever had a favorite part, really. Different people put different emphasis on different things, you know? Chest, abs, butt, legs, feet, it all works for me.”

Dizzy was getting higher now, just below the cheeks. ”What about you, though?”

[DSX93]

"I'm into your feet."

A good answer. And she didn't have to think about it either; it wasn't a line. Either that, or Dizzy was smoother now than she used to be at her age.

She had Alix guessing when her weight came down on her legs. She'd already passed up the obvious spots twice, so where would she go from here?

This stimulation of the mind would manifest itself physically in the form of goosebumps on her soft skin.

And the words she said next only made her feel more certain about Dizzy's prospects for a successful career in sexfighting.

"I'm the same way. The human body in general is just this beautiful work of art to me. But I guess if I had to pick a part, I'd say that the mouth edges everything else out.

Aside from the obvious, I love a good kisser. Speaking of which..."

Alix slid herself forward on the bed, out from underneath her adorable masseuse. The two would not be apart for long.

She gave her booty a little wiggle before turning herself around so she could see what her outfit did for her curves at the front. Dizzy would be invited to get even closer now with a crook of the finger and a soft smile that was full of sensual promise.

There would be plenty of opportunity for those hands to explore her further, but right now, she had to get a taste of those lips.

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy nodded along with Allie’s words, agreeing with just about everything she said. It was one of the reasons she’d always had such a hard time being limited to one partner at a time - there was always something else to explore, something new to taste, some new kind of body to experience, and the idea of limiting herself in such needless ways was jus insane to her.

It was good to see they were both on the same page, and Dizzy wouldn’t have had a problem picking Allie’s brain for a few more moments, just to get her full thoughts on everything. But it seemed her host had other ideas in mind. More interesting ones.

The call to kiss her was a clear one, and even if it hadn't been, Dizzy could’ve sussed it out wth Allie turned her over and put her whole body on display. She was every bit as mesmerizing from the front as she was from the back, perhaps even moreso - here, her eyes lit up the room, shining through the room’s shadows, lighting up her face. Dizzy’s gaze traveled downward, taking in every inch of her, before it had to go up once more. There was only one way to go.

Dizzy crawled up Allie’s body, straddling her waist, and leaned down to give her a kiss…on the chest. Then the collar bone. Working her way up, peck after peck, closing her eyes and going down the path based on feel alone.

It all came to an end when their lips finally met. Dizzy lingered at the touch, kept it light at first, but then pressed harder. Harder. Harder. Driving into her, sliding her tongue out, taking in heavy breaths and inviting Allie to join her in the effort.

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy nodded along with Allie’s words, agreeing with just about everything she said. It was one of the reasons she’d always had such a hard time being limited to one partner at a time - there was always something else to explore, something new to taste, some new kind of body to experience, and the idea of limiting herself in such needless ways was jus insane to her.

It was good to see they were both on the same page, and Dizzy wouldn’t have had a problem picking Allie’s brain for a few more moments, just to get her full thoughts on everything. But it seemed her host had other ideas in mind. More interesting ones.

The call to kiss her was a clear one, and even if it hadn't been, Dizzy could’ve sussed it out wth Allie turned her over and put her whole body on display. She was every bit as mesmerizing from the front as she was from the back, perhaps even moreso - here, her eyes lit up the room, shining through the room’s shadows, lighting up her face. Dizzy’s gaze traveled downward, taking in every inch of her, before it had to go up once more. There was only one way to go.

Dizzy crawled up Allie’s body, straddling her waist, and leaned down to give her a kiss…on the chest. Then the collar bone. Working her way up, peck after peck, closing her eyes and going down the path based on feel alone.

It all came to an end when their lips finally met. Dizzy lingered at the touch, kept it light at first, but then pressed harder. Harder. Harder. Driving into her, sliding her tongue out, taking in heavy breaths and inviting Allie to join her in the effort.

[DSX93]

Alix's smile grew into a grin as Dizzy's eyes explored her body, burning every last crook and cranny into her memory. Her own pair had locked onto them as the petite woman drew closer. And closer. Before finally settling right on top of her. The contact ceased when she threw her head back, letting out a little laugh when Dizzy's lips met with the top of her cleavage.

It became clear that she was going to be kept guessing all the way through to the end, and she loved it.

"Oh, you have got some game, Dizzy!"

She kept her head back, allowing the little artist to use her canvas as she would. The magic her lips worked made her shiver, filling the experienced competitor with a heat that forced her to do some internal temperature control, lest the extinguisher gets going before the party could even get started.

And then they finally kissed. Alix giggled at the sweet start and matched her energy, letting her take the reins for now so she could get nice and relaxed. Dizzy would find that her tongue was an eager partner when hers walked in through the door and asked for a dance. Her arms wrapped around her, one hand settling on her shoulder and the other at the small of her back, pulling their bodies closer in a tender embrace.

[BlackAkuma]

Was it, maybe, a little silly that Dizzy was eating up these compliments about her sexual techniques? Maybe. Sort of.

…yes.

But wow, did she love hearing them. Granted, it wasn’t the first time she’d gotten those sorts of props for her sexual abilities, but this time, the source was what mattered. That she could drive the center of so many of her own fantasies crazy, that she could get this kind of response from a deviant goddess, was a true thrill, and one that wanted her to bring out the best of what she had to offer. Tonight, she had to be perfect.

On that note? So far, so good.

They were close now, pressing against each other, and Allie’s waiting arms pulled her in even closer. Dizzy thrilled with every touch of their skin and pressed harder where fabric pushed against fabric, teasing much more. Their tongues met and got to know each other, a good thing considering all the time they were likely to spend together before the night was up, and she breathed deep in between each keep to take in Allie’s smell. A rich, flavoral scent, thick and heady.

It was good. Great. Excellent, even. But it could always be better, and she had an idea on how to make it that way.

Dizzy reached into her pocket, pulled out her phone, and sat it on the nightstand, while she broke away from the kisses to press their forehead against each other. ”Music. Sex with a beat’s always better.” She smacked her lips, with a wild grin. ”Your pick or mine?”

[BlackAkuma]

Was it, maybe, a little silly that Dizzy was eating up these compliments about her sexual techniques? Maybe. Sort of.

…yes.

But wow, did she love hearing them. Granted, it wasn’t the first time she’d gotten those sorts of props for her sexual abilities, but this time, the source was what mattered. That she could drive the center of so many of her own fantasies crazy, that she could get this kind of response from a deviant goddess, was a true thrill, and one that wanted her to bring out the best of what she had to offer. Tonight, she had to be perfect.

On that note? So far, so good.

They were close now, pressing against each other, and Allie’s waiting arms pulled her in even closer. Dizzy thrilled with every touch of their skin and pressed harder where fabric pushed against fabric, teasing much more. Their tongues met and got to know each other, a good thing considering all the time they were likely to spend together before the night was up, and she breathed deep in between each keep to take in Allie’s smell. A rich, flavoral scent, thick and heady.

It was good. Great. Excellent, even. But it could always be better, and she had an idea on how to make it that way.

Dizzy reached into her pocket, pulled out her phone, and sat it on the nightstand, while she broke away from the kisses to press their forehead against each other. ”Music. Sex with a beat’s always better.” She smacked her lips, with a wild grin. ”Your pick or mine?”

[DSX93]

Alix let out a few moans as Dizzy shifted her slight weight about, creating some pleasurable friction with some sensitive parts. It was indeed a tease of the most delicious sort, being so close to intimacy, yet so far with ironic thanks to their scanty clothing.

As much as she wanted this to continue, she knew that it had gone on for long enough. The time had come for her to turn things around.

But just before she could make her move, Dizzy reached into her pocket to retrieve her phone, wanting to fuck to a soundtrack. While it could certainly add to the fun sometimes, the curly-haired beauty preferred that a lover's moans and screams be her music. But the younger woman had only made her more and more curious the longer their time together went on. That grin had all but directly stated that she had an idea, and Alix wanted to see what it was.

"You've been full of pleasant surprises so far. You pick."

[BlackAkuma]

Oh, her choice, then? Okay, okay.

Dizzy put a lot of thought into her sex playlists, trying to make sure they fit the mood, weren’t too cheesy, and always had the right kind of tempo to go along with whatever pace she was going for. There was a science to it, something she’d learned after spending an unhealthy amount of time on Google. 119 BPM was the ideal speed for sex, and she had a playlist with matching tracks all laid out. But for this, she was feeling something slower. More emotional. Deeper. Rhythmic.

”Ciao, siri.” She chirped, loud and clear, to get her phone’s attention. ”Giocare ‘Freak Like Me’.”

Despite not being born anywhere near the decade, Dizzy loved R&B from that period, and it always worked to get her into the mood. The vocals tickled her, the beat pumped her up, and the low key vibe spoke to her. She didn’t hate modern music, but it was often too overproduced for her tastes. This was pure, soulful stuff.

Dizzy kept the music low, not wanting it to drown out her host. Just some good background music. She moved back to Allie and went back to it, reaching up to run her hands through her curls, while her lips went to gently nibble at a tasty ear. ”Better.” She ran her tongue along the edge of the lobe, a light touch. ”Where were we?”