Shizuku Yatori versus Yuuki Chigusa

Yatori smiled gently at Chigusa's forlorn-seeming caress of her face. "I'm glad you like it, Chicchan... let me make it even better..."

She would now make to please her playmate more by slipping one hand and then the other into the muslin top to directly entice Chigusa's breasts.

Surprisingly, getting underneath the muslin didn't do nearly as much as Yatori thought it would, mainly because the pitiful little strip of muslin barely covered Chigusa's breasts anyways, and Yatori had done plenty of stimulation to them already. That being said, direct contact with Chigusa's hardened nipples still added pleasure. Chigusa's face was red now not just from embarassment, but also from holding the pleasure in. Her eyes were teary, and she had to press hard down on her face to keep from moaning out loud.

The poorly tied muslin wrap unraveled and fell to the mat. Now the only thing covering Chigusa's breasts were Yatori's hands. Like it or not, it seemed that Chigusa was going to need Yatori to keep fondling her in order to maintain some form of decency. "Though I don't seem to mind..." Chigusa thought.

Chigusa now pliant in her hands and fairly at her mercy modesty-wise, Yatori moved her face close to the teary-eyed idol. "Now," she asked softly, her hands still pleasantly molding Chigusa's breasts, "Are you going to be a good little idol girl?"

Her green eyes were not accusing or insulting, merely curious and a tad bit worried. She'd never had anyone crying on her before.

"Mhmm," Chigusa said, nodding her head in agreement. She used one of her hands, the hand covering her mouth, to brush away the tears. She smiled at Yatori.

"Please don't take this the wrong way," Chigusa said, "These tears... they're tears of joy, not sorrow."

She closed her eyes, letting Yatori do whatever she wanted, completely submissive to the dominant Yatori.

That answer made Yatori blink. "Tears of joy?" Then she beamed. "That's so sweet of you..." Touched, she added, "Then hold still... it'll all be better now..."

Massaging Chigusa's breasts lovingly now, Yatori brought her own breasts into the mix. Her hands would slide off Chigusa's nipples to cup around those same, so that the crowd and cameras couldn't see them from those angles. Yatori's back would be blocking for Chigusa's front, especially as her breasts gently docked upon their opposite, bare numbers, her soft nipples quickly hardening as they impaled themselves upon Chigusa's well-enticed nubs, Yatori murmuring.

"Chicchan?" If the idol girl opened her eyes, she'd see Yatori wink at her. "Undo my bikini top's straps. Then pull them over your shoulders so you can wear my top."

Chigusa bit back a moan as Yatori brought her own breasts into contact with her own well-stimulated breasts. Chigusa saw that Yatori was blocking off the eyes of thr crowd with this closeness. She rather liked it actually, the feeling of Yatori's breasts upon hers. Yatori liked it too, apparently, since beneath her thin bikini top Chigusa could feel Yatori's nipples hardening.

She then heard Yatori say to undo her bikini and wear her bikini top, opening her eyes to see Yatori wink. "But-but what will you wear?" Chigusa said, "You'd be exposed!"

Yatori grinned. "I've no shame!" she giggled. "No, really! Put mine on. I'm fine with baring my bust. After all, I've got such a nice rack-"

And she nuzzled her bosom into Chigusa's to make her sensual point, seeing Chigusa loved their breasts-on-breasts action, liking it herself, the contact between their nipples rather like lovely sexual shocks.

"-there's no shame to being proud of it..."

Hearing Yatori's words, Chigusa reached her hands around and undid Yatori's black bikini top. Instead of putting it on however, she left it pressed between their breasts, then let go. The bra top fluttered to the ground, leaving both girls exposed.

Chigusa smiled. She had made her decision, though it may be a career-ending one.

"If you can fight with no bra, so can I," Chigusa said, blushing.

Chigusa's decision to abscond with a top garnered Yatori's delighted approval. "Welcome to my world, Chigusa," she whispered.

Now that they were both topless, Yatori could press her breasts into Chigusa with full relish, her cheeks tinting in arousal as their nipples clashed head on. Her hands sought out Chigusa's, fingers seeking to interlace.

"No getting out of it now..." Followed by a kiss upon Chigusa's lips...

Interlacing fingers with Yatori, Chigusa pressed her chest in tightly and kissed Yatori back with relish, tasting her lips and probing with her tongue. The breasts flattened against one another, moving and pressing tightly. Chigusa pushed against Yatori. Though it was unspoken, Chigusa knew what was happening. This was the final round in their match, the winner would of this hot contest would win the match.

"Mmm," Chigusa moaned. Her breasts had found their opponents, now her tongue was seeking out Yatori's for their contest.