Ecstatic Exercise

Tsubame clicked her tongue at Yutaka's teasing, but she tried not to let it bother her too much. The moment the girl's demonstration continued, however, the brunette almost jumped in surprise at the aggressiveness her fellow Japanese displayed. Tsubame moaned and squirmed almost forgot to focus herself for a bit as the sensation was kinda overwhelming at first.

"Oh! F-fast... ah...!" her back arched even more as she tried to withstand the assault, although it felt like her breasts were being battered mercilessly by Yutaka.

She decided to put the advice into practice and began to rub herself onto her sparring partner. Tsubame couldn't move as fast as Yutaka, and the friction was clearly distracting her a bit more than the other girl's, but she kept trying. Up and down, left and right, even going in circles whenever possible. It might looked like a rather desperate attempt, but Tsubame was slowly trying to find her rhythm here.

Now it was Yutaka's turn to be aroused. In spite of her stern and almost tomboyishly confident attitude, she was panting and shuddering a little as the excitable Tsubame got her breasts all over her. Her movements were inconsistent but she was quickly getting it together, imitating her movements for a fireworks display of breastplay. It only got more electrifying as Yutaka's breast perked up higher and higher, causing bumps and taking up room where there once was space. Bertriz wanted to see how she'd handle herself under such a high pressure situation but there was a grin on her face.

As her opponent was sliding her breasts around her torso, she suddenly pushed forward and moved her breasts right into the way of her opponent's. What felt like a lightning strike happened as nipples sliced directly over one another, making Yutaka pant and hold back a barely suppressed cry. If Tsubame tried to pull away, she'd press closer, attempting to use her larger mounds to squash Tsubame's and keep them locked into place.

"Ha ha, one thing about docking... inevitably, you get quite aroused as well. You shouldn't always fast-rub~"

Yutaka's reaction told Tsubame that she's on the right track, which brought a smirk on her face. It's funny to see the raven haired girl panting and shuddering after her tough girl act from earlier. The brunette starting to enjoy this exercise more and more. There was almost no trace of her noble lady snobbishness as she kept grinding herself against her sparring partner for the sake of making Yutaka moaned like she did.

"Ohh!!" the sudden push drew a louder moan from the brunette's lips as her body leaned backwards from the impact. "H-haa... h-hey...!" she protested half heartedly, pulling herself back only to find out that Yutaka wasn't going to allow her to create a breathing space. "Ahn!"

Tsubame almost fell onto her back, only her locked hands prevented her from doing so. She flexed herself as much as she could despite the distraction, trying to maintain some ground before she humped forward in an attempt to resist Yutaka's pressing. The brunette's breasts bounced up and down as she tried to push the other girl's back, her cheeks getting redder from the stimulation that's spreading through her body.

"Nngghh...!"

"Nnnnnn, you don't seem so embarrassed now. Enjoying yourself huh?" With the clear advantage in size and strength, Yutaka didn't need to push as much as she held her ground, flexing her torso and letting Tsubame work herself against it. Like two playful puppies her breasts sloshed up and down against her own but the bigger girls' had the advantage of weight and density, letting Tsubame's mold and squish into them. Yutaka had a slight flush but she was clearly in control while Tsubame was giving in to her desire.

Suddenly, Yutaka simply fell forward and pressed Tsubame into the mat. Lifting up her chest and dropping it like a pair of bombs, she squashed down the breasts of the other girl but that was only the beginning. A frictious warmth grinded across the brunette's tummy as Yutaka arched forward her tummy. Her impressive abs would batter and push, hoping to pin her down and render her immobile.

"You forgot this little trick~" She said, closing her eyes and sliding her belly up Tsubame's. The warmth and grinding heat would make the poor smaller girl stiffen and tense!

"Oh S-shush...!" Tsubame replied at Yutaka's teasing, although her face was already red as it was and couldn't really show further hint of embarrassment. "J-just look at your own face... nngghh...!"

The brunette was a little too absorbed in their tit fighting and her attempt to push Yutaka back, which made her caught off guard when her sparring partner suddenly dropped herself forward. Tsubame groaned as her back crashed on the mat, and the next thing she felt was Yutaka's front squashing on her own, breasts to breasts and belly to belly!

"Ouuaahh!" Tsubame half moaned as she felt her sparring partner's weight pinning her securely to the mat, as if she intended to turn her into a puddle beneath that strong figure.

Her reflex kicked in and she attempted to wrap her legs around Yutaka's waists as it was the only possible move she could make at the moment. It might not help her too much in her current state, and if her squeezing wasn't enough to make Yutaka loosen her pressing, then it's only a matter of time before her resistance would be broken.

"Nnnnn, quick thinking. But is it enough?" Yutaka teased, finding the squeezing legs pleasurable. She pressed down with her crotch to further pin her opponent, holding back a groan as Yutaka squeezed. Her eyes struggled not to wince but in a sudden movement, she pecked at her mouth for an intrusive kiss.

The suddenness of the movment and the imiacy would hopefully catch her off guard and make her loosen her legs. If that worked, she'd grind her body up Tsubame's before stopping with her crotch over her face.

In the meantime Bertriz watched amusedly. "You're learning fast Tsubame, a natural at this. Have you had some experience yourself?"

She stressed the "experience" part and it was clear that the younger female's reactions amused her.

"It might... mmm...!" Tsubame's eyes widened at the sudden kiss from Yutaka, her legs loosened a bit.

If it was Bertriz, she felt like she would have somehow anticipated it. Coming from Yutaka, however, it caught her off guard and allowed the girl to grind her body all the way up until she presented her crotch to the brunette's face. Tsubame's cheeks reddened, as if she was just caught with a dirty trick.

"Gh... Y-you..." she hissed before Bertriz's words interrupted her. "I've been put on the bottom and pinned a couple of times if that's what you meant..." she glanced at the woman. "But you two seems to wrestle... uh, a bit differently."

"We did more than just wrestling. Always, always more~" Bertriz' voice almost hummed as Yutaka pulled away from her pancaked prey. She was panting hard but it was more from arousal than exhaustion. "It's an art to us, one derived from intimacy."

"She always did... me?" Yutaka chuckled and slapped Bertriz on the rump. "I just came here to have a few throwdowns, meet new friends, grind'em down, and make a name for myself."

The black haired one slid under the ropes to grab a bottle of water, splashing some on her face. Bertriz watched her go by before coming up to Tsubame and sliding a finger along her belly. "You know what we put you through here today is tame comapred to most of the others."

"Art, huh..." Tsubame huffed as she was finally allowed some breathing space again. "Well, if you say so..."

She wasn't about to argue about it. It wasn't her first time having an intimate contact during wrestling anyways. The first experience wasn't that bad if she looked back on it now, but back then it certainly made her felt dirty. Tsubame had grown up since then, but she hadn't completely cross the line to the other side either.

"Uhh..." she sighed while still laying on her back as Bertriz ran her finger on her midsection. "Gee, I wonder how it's going to be when you're not so tame...

It was a sarcastic remark from the brunette as she rolled her eyes to avoid Bertriz's glance. She could tell that the girls are taking it easy on her considering this was a spar and all. Well, maybe she's a bit curious too. Just a tiny little bit. Letting out another sigh, Tsubame would sit up and glance at Bertriz again before she began to stand up.

"Did you watch when Aniek just squashed that Eri girl? Trust me, she went soft on her but oh man, when they got serious back in the day, it was a full blown fuckf-"

"I think that's enough Yutaka." Bertriz ruffled her hair and the younger girl pushed it off. She didn't want to give Tsubame the wrong idea of the sort of background they came from. Things did inevitably get intense but there was a method to the mayhem and Bertriz saw herself as anything but a mindlessly lustful barbarian. "Passions flare quite easily for her. But some of us are more of ladies than schoolgirls..."

The younger woman rolled her eyes and moved off to lean on the ropes. Bertriz had an undenibly upper class air about her and Yutaka's more blue collar upbringing was the butt of her teasing on more than one occasion. "Lemme tell you something Tsubame, you gotta get open with your sexiness and real soon, before someone decides to open it up for you."

Bertriz didn't oppose her but began to run her hands through Tsubame's hair, straightening out any kinks. "While I wouldn't word it sa strongly, this is something you should take note of as both an athlete and as a woman. You are going to get quite close to someone sooner or later. Vice versa included."