Ecstatic Exercise

Tsubame thought that she already knew how to fight as a lady. She bet that even these two would give in to the atmosphere in a place like the one she fought in, unless they're not normal. Still, she felt that this spar might be a good opportunity to measure herself, not to mention that she had two sexy girls as her partners for the occasion. Tussling around with them should be exciting to say the last. But it's not because I want to feel their bodies or anything... the brunette thought to herself, her cheeks slightly blushing while she glanced at Bertriz and Yutaka on her way to the ring.

"H-hey!" she yelped as the raven haired girl slapped her butt cheeks, giving Yutaka a rather surprised and upset look in a way a prudish lady would to a sexual offender. "Tch..."

Watching Bertriz stretching herself in front of her quickly took her mind away from that little incident, though, and Tsubame had to suppress her gulp at the sight. It's not because she thought that the older woman's body was better than hers, though, or so she'd like to think. She's just giving credit where it's due.

"O-oh, yeah... sure," Tsubame nodded, rather abruptly as Bertriz's words broke her trance.

She shook her head lightly to focus herself on the spar and cleared her throat before taking some distance from Bertriz. Slowly circling the woman, Tsubame observed carefully for a possible opening, before she stepped forward to try locking arms or hands with her sparring partner. Pretty normal of an opening, probably, but the idea was to wrestle normally, at least that's what she thought.

She had a long way to go, that Bertriz knew. Even though she was new to AFW, experience told her that it was not a good place to be so uptight. Still, she still had time to learn. As such, she was an interesting glance at nostalgia, not one that fully reflected a younger Bertriz but she could see shadows of herself in her haughtiness and how flustered she was. It was enough to make her chuckle, this time in a not so deliberate tone. She hushed it quickly, not intending on breaking her facade of a wizened and very experienced female combatant so early.

Bertriz pushed forth lightly, grasping at her biceps. The movement was slow and broadcasted but it wasn't an equal lock-up. She gave a strong push but held back; her muscles did not flex much and she was not pushing as much with her feet a she could. If anything, it was less bout demonstrating her talents but rather Tusbame's. Her large breasts swayed dangerously close to her partner's, all but gracing them with their colourful red frills. Yutaka seemed bored but there was a flash of interest in her eyes. Almost as if she was waiting for Bertriz to get down and dirty with her.

"You've a good body for your age dear..." she paused and held her ground, giving her exhaling form a nice long look. "But it is not that of a wrestler. Have you practiced martial arts beforehand? You seem to have come here very prepared...~" Her voice was kind as far as sassy dames went but there was the feeling she looked upon Tsubame not so much as a person but an experience and a story, one she might have read in the past. Still, there was little judgement in her voice and it was clear she was looking forward to what the brunette could show her.

Licking arms with Bertriz, Tsubame didn't immediately push the woman with everything she had. She did gradually put more strength to see at what level her sparring partner would start yielding. There's no beauty in going all out from the start after all. The brunette did notice the closeness of their breasts, and she had to say it distracted her a little. Tsubame quickly looked at the face of Bertriz, though, not wanting to be too distracted and make a silly mistake as a result. Hers might be larger, but mine are p-prettier anyways!

"Hmmph," she smirked at the compliment. "That's right. In my house, we have our own dojo. I used to train there every day since I was a little girl until I move out."

Bertriz's body was well toned too, more so than it looked at the first glance. Tsubame had a feeling that the woman was more experienced in the wrestling department than herself, but that didn't mean she's inferior compared to her sparring partner. At least, not by too much. The brunette tried to push harder and even drag Bertriz slightly to the side, as she intended to yank the woman sideways before rushing towards her. Tsubame's plan was to slip herself behind her sparring partner and caught Bertriz in a reverse bearhug!

"Hmmmmmm~?" Bertriz wasn't sure what she was planning as they swayed towards the ropes before she dashed around her, wrapping her arms around the veteran wrestler's midsection. It was when she squeezed, pressing her back into her belly, that Bertriz finally understood.

"A bearhug?" She asked calmly, lifted off the ground. Secretly, she was wishing she would squeeze a little harder; Bertriz loved the intimacy. "I did not think you to be a brutish crusher. But it is quite cute~"

She giggled and rubbed herself against Tsubame in the process. She was strong for her size but Bertriz had a powerful core that would give a lot of women trouble trying to crush with raw force. Tsubame did have spirit however.

Flexing, Bertriz bumped her bum against her crotch before grabbing at her wrists. Rather than forcing open the hold, she forcefully kicked down before trying to turn her body around 180 degrees, bumping her watermelons right into Tsubame's perky, bold pair! Once pressed against her, her breasts would likely end up smothering her face but she wanted more than that. She would hump forward, pressing her belly softly into Tsubame's. A few light rubs would let the girl know she's settled in before a powerful flex would force back belly muscles, frictiously rubbing the two for a sensual sense of closeness.

"Your tummy is so nice~" She said, trying to cause her to fall onto her back with Bertriz on top. "You wouldn't mind if I gave it a nice run-down, hmmm?"

All the while, Yutaka was smiling contendly from her spot.

"W-what...?" Tsubame's face reddened as she heard that very same word her debut opponent said to her. "Who are you calling brutish?!"

Whether Bertriz meant what she said, or just teasing her with it, the brunette was distracted enough to allow the woman maneuver herself within her grasps. Tsubame yelped at the feeling of her sparring partner's rear bumped between her legs, and the next thing she felt was Bertriz's body turning around, pressing that large breasts of hers onto her face! How did she do that?

"Mmmmpph!" Tsubame grunted as she tried to turn her face aside to avoid being smothered completely.

Unfortunately, all that distraction also disrupted her balance, and when Bertriz's belly began to rub against her own, the brunette was already leaning backwards. As such, it was no surprise that Tsubame ended up falling onto her back with a thud, which also made worse by the fact that her sparring partner ended up on top of her, still smothering her face! Maybe that bearhug wasn't a good idea after all...

"Mmmm!" Tsubame let out muffled yell as she squirmed frantically, trying to roll them to their sides at the very least.

At least no one could see her deep blushing face at the moment, although she certainly didn't want to be knocked out so soon after they just start.

"Who opens up with a bearhug other than the brutes, hmmmm?" She kept her voice cheery and she might see it as teasing. Bertriz felt a little guilty but her reactions were quite endearing. It wasn't long before she learned the error of her ways when Bertriz was on top, pinning her beneath her hard body. Deciding she didn't need to be humiliated, she slid down her body. In the process, this grinded her belly and crotch down onto Tsubame's, crotches bumping like a wheel against a speedbump and her hard belly feeling like it was trying a car trying to brake on her tummy.

She "ooooohhhh'd" at the belly rub, smiling before she humped her stomach upwards and downwards in quick dashing motions. Impressive belly muscles flexed but Bertriz's were more developed, pushing Tsubame's back into her tummy before she settled down, laying her full weight onto her. Her arms travelled under the brunette's, settling under her head and she leaned her face in very close. She did not rub her no more, content to let her massive breasts squish and pillow themselves onto Tsubame's, covering them like a mushroom being flatened out.

"You've such a nice body~ I'd love to practice some pins and presses with you~"

Yutaka was all bit giggling, looking away and covering her mouth.

"Oohh...!" Tsubame gasped as Bertriz gave her a breathing space, her still blushing face was now visible to the woman and her friend. "T-this isn't what I... mmmhh...!" her attempt to protest was replaced by moans as she felt her sparring partner's weight rolling on her body.

She felt a jolt of pleasure sparked by the action, which made her moan softly, her back slightly arched, inadvertently bumping her breasts against Bertriz's for a second. Tsubame found herself panting already with the woman's body on top of hers, almost covering her entirely around the upper half area. The brunette's face color remained red as Bertriz leaned closer to bring their faces close to each other. How did things turned out into this within seconds?

"P-pins and p-presses... L-let's do that..." the brunette replied after a gulp, although she gritted her teeth in slight annoyance at the voice of Yutaka giggling at the corner.

Rarely Tsubame felt flustered so easily like this with someone she just met for minutes. It's as if part of her already melting under Bertriz and her sensuality. She still remembered that she was supposed to train, though, at least for now. Grunting under Bertriz, Tsubame would push her feet to the mat before attempting to bridge up before leaning to the side to try toppling the woman off her.

"H-haaa...!"

The movements Tsubame would be able to make were minimal at best, paltry and pitiable motions against the hard and sensual body of the woman subtly rubbing her every inch. Her legs spread over her's, feet finding her ankles but not quite putting her into a grapevine pin. Slowly she began to mash her breasts up and down, gently mushing her hardening ones into dough. But it was the belly where most of her focus was; she wasn't just pressing down on her. She was sliding up and down, undulating like a wave and flexing as she did so, lightly patting down on her with a rolling carpet of abdominal prowess. It was a very warm and comforting feeling; she was inspecting the firmness and density of her younger counterpart's body, but she did it in a way that was equally studious as it was lovely.

Tsubame might suck in a breath and Bertriz would harden in response, forcing her to push against her to take in that air but always letting her win. When fully inaled, she press back in, just enough to make her think she'd squash her soon and coaxing the air from her. She'd alternate with swaying motions like an eel swimming, letting their hilly abs run over one another like smooth stones carried by a gentle breeze, giggling at how she woul hardend which only tickled their tummies together.

"I was offering jokingly, but if you insi-" Tsubame's strong legs kicked into actions and Bertriz hit the side of the mat roughly. She rolled away, dispersing the rest of the impact before sharply rising to a crouch. "My my, quite worked up. A noblewoman of your stnading should possess more endurance in that field. It appears we have found a weakness of yours... " She inched forward cautiously. However, Yutaka strode forth as if attempting to block her.

"... but I will not force you to practice with me. After all, this is but practice." She gave the black haired woman an eye-rolling look but the raven haired girl didn't seem to quite buy it, going back to her corner warily.

Tsubame found it hard to believe how easily Bertriz kept her grounded without exerting too much physical force. Sure the woman did it in such a distracting way by rubbing her body all over hers, but the brunette thought that she should be able to fare better than this. Even she realized that Bertriz was merely toying around with her, and her pride take a sting even if her lips was quite busy moaning. When she finally managed to buck off and made her sparring partner got off her, Tsubame remained down for a bit, panting and blushing. What did she just experienced? It almost felt like she's about to be absorbed by Bertriz until that final moment.

"W-wha..." her ears twitched at the mention of her weakness, and she sat up to face the woman. "I-I was just a little surprised!" she claimed, looking away from Bertriz and Yutaka who seemed to approach her as well.

Tsubame adjusted her breath while also recollecting her composure before she got up to her feet. She imagined that Bertriz wasn't really being serious in this practice, so the thought about getting into the ring with the woman for a real match made her shiver a bit. Then again, she was just caught in a bad position. The woman was a bit lucky back there!

"Ah, well, I think we can just mess around. Whether it's you, your friend, or even both of you at the same time..." she gave a bit of pause, her cheeks slightly blushing again. "I-I can handle it!"

"All women tend to be surprised when they're wanting a little more." Bertriz spoke, her voice sounding almost edited in how well rehearsed that line was spoken. If recorded it could probably be used for some overblown fashion product's commercial. She gave the younger girl some breathing space but it was clear that all that rubbing had perked up more than her rack. Whatever caution Tsubame had displayed earlier was being offset by wounded pride and what she noted with a smile, was likely curiosity.

It was a smile that widened more and more with her words and was joined in by Yutaka when she capped it off with a shout. A slap on the butt made their eyes meet and a few short whispers were passed. Bertriz turned and swooped over Tsubame, ducking and sliding behind her. rising and sliding hands and breasts up her back. She caressed especially her tummy, having quite enjoyed it against her own. Carefully she dug between the abs, not enough to scratch or hurt as much as to arouse.

"You're a brave, brave girl Tsubame..." She whispered, cupping her chin and lightly pulling back her head. Her face graced her cheek, mouth purposefully pressing against an earlobe. "After all, not many would want to be caught trapped against those."

On cue, Yutaka pushed forth and flexed. Her whole front crashed into Tsubame's, breasts, belly, and crotch. It was the first two though where most of the force was concentrated. Yutaka was still in her 20's but she had hard and bold tits that stood defiant like wavebreaking stones. They crashed into Tsubame's already aroused tits, already flattening their increased size with a density that was almost like muscle. More and more they pressed until Tsubame's were forced to mushroom out moreso than her's, giving her room to press in her tummy!

"You tried to do a bearhug on Ber-ber earlier-" She paused to push forth, bumping her tummy again. She rubbed around a bit, surprisingly soft down there... before she tightened and straightened up, Tsubame's core suddenly feeling hardness where once was soft reception. "But you got a few things wrong."

Bertriz suddenly pulled away, just sa the Japanese woman's arms wrapped around Tsubame; one near her lower back and one right behind her breasts. Being closer in height, they weren't as unbalanced as earlier but it was clear Yutaka had the advantage in strength. She was like a cage of youthful and vibrant power, trapping the brunette against her as she pressed out her belly and her boobs, showing off with a smirk how more womanly she was. She didn't seem to savour it as Bertriz did but the erotic rubbing and pressing wouldn't be lost on either of them.