Creatures of the Night

[BlackAkuma]

The crowd looked on keenly as Natasha’s skilled hands went to work, getting far more than they’d bargained for out of the interaction. Sensuality was always a possibility when you had such lovely women grinding against each other, something that came with the territory, but most wrestlers didn’t have the nerve to take it up to that level. Then again, most people at this peculiar event lacked experience - for Natasha and Alyssa, this was old hat.

That wasn’t to say that Natasha’s attention wasn’t affecting Alyssa, of course - quite the opposite. While the therapist wasn’t unused to this sort of treatment, she couldn't recall the last time anyone had done with this much skill, this much energy, this much patience, this much vigor. She knew was in trouble with the bluenette found her sweetest spot, but then she began to rub, stroking with a slow, subtle touch that sent lightning through her loins.

She was good. Damned good.

The hand at her breast was no slouch, either, with its thin fingers sinking deep into her fulsome flesh and groping away. It was all too much at once, too rapturous, and her strength waned with every passing second, until her legs were hardly exerting any pressure at all.

[lyannapelon]

One thing that Natasha had been wondering about when it came to this high society event was how widespread the use of sexual moves were amongst its members. There were certainly no shortage of beautiful people getting tangled up together all throughout this mansion but she hadn't seen any of them going past mere grinding and groping now and then. And now judging from the enthralled looks the pair were getting Natasha was certain no one else under that roof had dared to dance as intimately as Alyssa and herself were only too happy to do.

The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife as well, the dozens of watchers who had gathered around their little patch of sanctuary holding their breath in anticipation for what Natasha would do next. She spared them a quick glance and aside from a few who were enjoying themselves perhaps a little too much, it was clear they were hoping to see more of the beautiful therapist exposed.

"You hold such sway over this crowd doctor..." Natasha half whispered, her warm breath brushing over the black X stretched over Alyssa's areola while her fingers teasingly ran up along the edge of Alyssa's outfit where warn flesh met the thin fabric. "And yet they want nothing more than to see me rip this pretty little outfit open and reveal all of you to their greedy eyes~"

As she spoke Natasha's other hand pressed firmer still upon Alyssa's sex, rubbing tight circles over those silky lips to give the doctor yet more to focus on. Her other hand would then hook its fingers under the hem of Alyssa's bodysuit and make a move to pull herself out from between the woman's legs.

[BlackAkuma]

As Natasha worked her magic, Alyssa felt herself swept away, taken away by her tantric touch. She couldn't help but wonder where the blue temptress had picked up such beautiful tricks. Skills like these weren’t easily taught, and you couldn't exactly find dojos or gyms that specialized in sexfighting. Maybe she was self-taught, perhaps she had some fantastic guru, maybe it was all natural talent. Whatever the case, it was effective, feeling as if she was sapping the energy clean out of her body with every moment.

A living succubus. Alyssa was loving every second of it.

Alyssa’s body danced under Natasha’s touch, writhing as if puppeted by unseen strings. She bit her lip and moaned as she went deeper and deeper, masterfully keeping her on a blissful edge, drawing out every sensation for maximum effect. She tried to fight it, tried to sit up and put some energy back into her legs, but then her tormentress pressed harder against her sex and forced her back down again, trapping her in chains of pure passion. It was a tremendous misery to be in.

When Natasha pushed her way out to freedom, there was little Alssya could do to stop her from getting free, but that wasn’t to say she didn’t have any agency. She was never one to just take and not give back, after all, and there was something she wanted from the bluenette. Something she craved.

Natasha reached up, wrapped her arms around Natasha's neck, and tried to pull her into a wild, smothering kiss, attempting to turn this wrestling session into something a little more overtly erotic but no less enjoyable.

[lyannapelon]

Natasha was half convinced by the time she had won her freedom from the doctor's legs that this was exactly what she had been aiming for when she caught her between them in the first place. If her plan had been to trap the blue haired seductress and in so doing force her into putting her erotic skills to work in securing her freedom...well there were easier ways to convince Natasha to enjoy herself, but perhaps nothing quite so fun as a little struggle. Now free she laid atop the good doctor with a devious grin upon her soft red lips, Natasha's ample bust pressing right up against the underside of Alyssa's own just as those arms slipped around her neck.

"Who wants this more...the crowd or you?" Natasha managed to ask before she was drawn quite willingly into the feverish kiss, their tongues wrestling between their joined mouths almost immediately as they freely shared their saliva in a song of deep, primal moans. Her tits bumped up against Alyssa's again and again as they kissed and seeing as she wasn't one to be called selfish Natasha hatched a plan to give every what they seemed to want.

With one hand she wiggled her fingers underneath the right side of Alyssa's bodysuit while the other hooked her fingers around the incredibly thin strip of fabric that was all that hid the doctor's pussy from eager eyes. While they passionately made out Natasha's hands worked to either tug the woman's lingerie aside or to tear it altogether, whatever came first as Natasha wanted one of those magnificent breasts and Alyssa's all too tantalizing sex exposed yesterday~

[BlackAkuma]

Alyssa could go to a club any night and find a mate almost at will. She could have her pick of the litter, and that wasn’t a ‘flex’, but a cold fact. She had done so on many nights, finding herself the most wanted woman in any room she walked into, weaving her spells and drawing lovers like moths to the flame.

But what she didn't do - what she wasn’t supposed to do - was have dalliances with her patients. And yet, here she was, on the floor, beneath this bountiful blunette, kissing and grinding away in a steamy stew of passion. Wanton, forbidden pleasures, the best kind.

She didn’t answer Natasha with words, but she did have a deep, rumbling chuckle that echoed down her lover’s throat, as their tongues continued in a feverish duel. The Frenchwoman had a soft, welcoming touch, one that drew Alyssa in and made her hunger for so much more. But it wasn’t the touch itself, but what she was doing with it. Slipping between her legs, grabbing her garments, and-

Alyssa broke away from the kiss to both breathe and sigh, as Natasha slipped her panties aside and exposed her moistness ot the fresh air. Her legs stiffed and she pulled Natasha in even closer, as her hips thrusted forward, craving contact, anticipating more pleasure. The audience continued to egg them on as her nails began to dig into her patients shoulder, pressing them together for the tightest possible embrace.

She wanted it. She needed it.

[lyannapelon]

Despite the heroic efforts the doctor's lingerie there was simply no keeping a determined Natasha from the treasures she desired, those expert fingers working their way beneath the thin strips of black material that outlined Alyssa's body suit. Then all it took was a quick but forceful tug from Natasha to expose what everyone there had only hoped to see, a large bare breast that already had Nat's hand clutching at it tightly and a glistening set of pussy lips that were quickly pressed up firmly against her other hand.

Surprise was clear on Natasha's face but only for a moment before her mask returned, the Frenchwoman radiating confidence as if this had gone exactly as she had known it would. "Ahhh~" Moaning softly, her eyes would wince as nails dug into her pale skin and yet Natasha's smile would only brighten as the pain only heightened the lust she felt in that moment, more aware than ever how intwined with Alyssa as she was!

As the crowd around them scrambled to get as close as possible Natasha leaned her head in close to Alyssa's ear to whisper sweetly, "Let me give you what no one else can Alyssa~" If she had spoken any louder one might have thought Natasha singing to the doctor, her voice that of a siren calling those who heard it into her arms. In the same breath her middle and index fingers lifted from the doctor's sex, curling inward before plunging right down into Alyssa's eager and glistening pussy, making themselves at home amongst the silken folds as they danced in, out, and all throughout the tight confines of her sex.

"Right now we're just two women...madly in need of the others touch, their kiss, their everything~" Her fingers quickened their pace with each brief pause and all the while Natasha's other hand was busy guiding Alyssa's naked breast into direct conflict with Natasha's own, grinding and mashing their heavy breasts~

[BlackAkuma]

Forceful, this one. Alyssa liked that in a woman. A man, too, but moreso from her own gender, especially when paired with a face as subtly sensual as this one. There was a gentleness to Natasha, one that belied her watery theme. Calm and serene as the ocean’s water, but underneath? Riptides and whirlpools, ready to drag you under. Even for her, someone who was more than accustomed to using her wiles to get her way, she found the Frenchwoman’s spell unspeakably alluring.

And then there was her touch…

Alyssa nibbled at her lower lip as the woman spoke sweet words in her ear, tingling her with that delicious accent. She’d spent no small amount of time in the city of love; this wasn’t the first time that honeyed words had tickled her with a Parisian touch, but there was something about the way that Natasha spoke them that came out smooth as silk, tingling her to the core.

Alyssa gasped - a sharp, audible gasp that almost turned into a shriek - as Natasha’s probing finger dove deep between her folds, slipping past the wetness and stirring her up. She had a good rhythm, not going too hard straightaway, giving enough pleasure to keep her on the edge but not pushing her over it. The dark doctress arched her back and thrusted against her hand, her body naturally seeking out even more pleasure, craving it, starving for it, all while their breasts mashed together.

Her wandering hands made their way up Natasha’s back, slipped through her azure strands, and pulled their faces together for a searing and smothering kiss, one she delivered with her eyes closed. Her guttural moans slipped into the Frenchwoman’s mouth and her tongue quickly followed after, slapping about in search of a partner, all while the audience’s cheers reached a crescendo.

Soon. Soon.

[lyannapelon]

In much the same way as the doctor felt about her, Natasha found herself craving yet more of Alyssa even as she explored her inner depths with probing fingers, their soft touch brushing through her folds one moment and then pressing in firmly upon her walls the next, all to keep the beautiful mind of the good doctor ever guessing on just what incredible sensation she was about to feel next. It was a feeling she had experienced back at the doctor's office when she stared at her from across what might have been an imposing desk for some, a desire she had no doubt even an entire evening of this wouldn't fade away.

"They all wish they were us right now~" Natasha let out a lustful groan along with her playful words, followed soon after by an inquisitive "Ooooh?" as Alyssa's body pressed up against her own quite deliciously. There was next to no space left between the two of them, their ample busts sliding all over one another in search of room that just wasn't there, their breasts locked in a grinding duel of their own that sent shocks through Natasha each time their unyielding nipples clashed in passing.

Their fight, if it could even be called that any longer, escalated yet further as Alyssa's hips bid Natasha to work her fingers deeper and faster into the doctor's steamy pussy. Of course Natasha obliged her, filling the air around them with the loud splashes of nectar from Alyssa's sex as not two but three fingers thrust inside of her in a blur of motion. Natasha eagerly joined lips and tongues with the good doctor when she sought out the kiss, moaning loudly all the while~

[BlackAkuma]

Alyssa would be lying if she said this was the way she pictured things going. While she didn’t have any concrete ideas on the way their little engagement would end up, she had figured that the end result would have her on top of things. Though she wasn’t in her prime, she’d felt that this sort of play would be well within her domain, and that she would be in control of things and be able to put down the younger woman’s rebellion.

Rarely had Alyssa been so happy to be wrong.

There she was, on her back, while Natasha played her like a finely tuned instrument, touching her in all the right ways, milking every reaction. The woman had a deft touch, excellent pace, and try as she might, there was stopping what was coming. Nature would have its way. There was no stopping it.

Alyssa arched her back, closed her eyes, curled her toes, and reached an electric orgasm, a raw thrill tearing through her body. A soft moan flowed into Natasha’s lips as the doctor’s body arched beneath, muscles tensing for a glorious second, and then…down. She deflated, melting beneath the blue beauty, utterly spent.

And the crowd applauded. All except for one.

[lyannapelon]

Natasha was under no illusions about Alyssa's experience nor her physical ability to enforce her will upon their contest, if the woman had so desired she could have given her quite the struggle. And yet Natasha felt not a hint of frustration or anger from the doctor, it was as if she wasn't just okay with this outcome but even welcomed it, ready to feel the payoff that waited for her after Natasha's efforts to make her body sing in pleasure. The crowd could sense it as well as many were now holding their breath in anticipation of the contest's orgasmic finish.

"Why do I feel like you wanted this from the start?" Natasha broken their kiss to whisper into Alyssa's ear, only to kiss her again immediately after, and all the while her fingers played within the doctor's pussy. She would then thrust one final time into the sopping wet folds of the good doctor, driven down to the knuckle inside of Alyssa and sending the beautiful doctor over the edge and into pure bliss! She wouldn't withdraw her hand either as Natasha would swirl them around Alyssa's spasming inner walls instead, stroking the weak spots in the doctor's depths as warm juices gushed past. Meanwhile she would relax her own body to allow the doctor to arch upward, Natasha's breasts not pressing down against Alyssa's pair but rubbing up from below them instead, massaging the underside of Alyssa's perfect tits with her own soft mounds.

"Thats its, savor this feeling Alyssa, and remember the woman who can't get enough of you~" Natasha sought only to draw out this orgasm for as long as she could, but when it inevitably passed she was left with a seemingly serene doctor. Natasha slid off to the woman's side to lay next to her, her left leg draped over Alyssa's waist while her left hand reached up to tenderly grope the woman's heavy breast, the thumb playing with the nipple as if it were a joystick. "All that applause if for you love~" She said, kissing the woman's neck.