Shizuku Yatori versus Yuuki Chigusa

"Hmmm..." Yatori drew the invigorated Chigusa to the middle of the ring where everyone could witness their erotic competition. Her tongue accepted the offered challenge; she jousted into her opponent energetically, seeking to overpower and pin Chigusa's tongue to the floor of her own mouth.

Her nipples likewise resisted the urge to meld with their opposite numbers. As Yatori molded into Chigusa, breasts and the rest of her front pliant, her nipples hardened against Chigusa's oncoming spearheads. Their battle their was just as delicious as their tongue wrestling. And only the two of them could appreciate the intense intimacy of their struggle.

Chigusa's tongue moved around Yatori's, dodging direct attacks from Yatori, moving around and trying to force Yatori's tongue down. Their tongues swiveled around one another, saliva mixing. Chigusa's breathing got rougher as their contest progressed.

Chigusa's breasts, meanwhile, had been engaged in a deadly joust with Yatori's, their nipples pressing against one another and trying to flatten each other. Chigusa's nipples were hard, filled with blood and completely erect. Yatori's werre no different. Chigusa'd hard points pressed against Yatori's in an unspoken challenge, to see whose nipples would give away first and be pressed back into her bearer's breasts.

Yatori was on the ropes. Or rather, her tongue was being backed into the walls of her mouth by Chigusa's fleet tongue. The supposed expert was outmaneuvered by the surprisingly skilled newcomer in oral combat.

The Mafiosi compensated in the breast front. Yatori's experienced and well-trained nipples refused to give way to their challengers; they crunched into Chigusa's impetuous nubs relentlessly. Locked hands and thrusting torsos kept their breasts locked together in an electrically erotic crush. That and their long kiss drained Yatori steadily as their sexual duel dragged on.

Inspired by a memory of her first oral battle, the panting Yatori will suddenly blow hot air down Chigusa's throat. This move meant to gag her opponent long enough for Yatori to power into Chigusa with both her tongue and her nipples for a massive counterattack.

Chigusa's tongue was actually winning the battle, forcing Yatori's back, soon driving Yatori's tongue out of her mouth and leaving it only enough room to defend. She pressed her advantage on top, hoping it would be enough to press back the sexual prowress of the Mafiosi.

Her breasts, however, were losing the battle. Yatori's nipples proved harder than Chigusa's, as Chigusa's nipples slowly gave way and bent backwards, pressed by Yatori's dominant nubs. Chigusa gave out a soft whimper as her nipples were crushed by Yatori's, but she refeused to let that daunt her. She had a chance, she just needed to hold on.

Then, Yatori's warm breath blew into her mouth and down her open throat. Chigusa gagged, suddenly losing oxygen, and lost her focus in trying to regain air. That moment would be enough for Yatori to gain the upper hand in this sexual duel.

Her nipples' triumph buoyed Yatori's breath to great effect. Sensing the end near, Chigusa now gagging, the Mafiosi struck hard and fast. Her tongue would repeatedly hammer the idol's preoccupied tongue into the floor of Chigusa's mouth before going for a powerful pin. Meanwhile her victorious breasts maintained their dominance over their defeated opponents, Yatori's nipples pinning Chigusa's crushed nubs against pink areolas.

"Mmm..." Chigusa moaned as her tongue was beaten down during the small amount of time she was distracted. Yatori's counterattack pushed her tongue out of Yatori's mouth and then pinned her tongue down on the bottom of her mouth. Her nipples meanwhile were pressed back further and further, until they were nearly pressed back into her breasts. Chigusa tried to push back, but she was getting overpowered now.

Yatori giggled. She had a choice of continuing to dominate Chigusa or finishing her off. Since Chigusa was still hale enough to push back, that meant the former, which delighted her.

Her hands entered the one-sided fight at last. Yatori made to move Chigusa's hands behind the idol's back while she continued to flatten Chigusa's tongue and nubs. Then her panties-clad crotch joined in by pressing against Chigusa's to tease her opponent into distracted arousal.

With her arms trapped behind her back, Chigusa lost the leverage to push Yatori back, her final chance gone. She still didn't give up though, struggling against Yatori, hoping that even in the end she may pull off some kind of victory. Yatori's crotch rubbed up against hers underneath the skirt, giving Chigusa yet another front to worry about. "But this could also be a chance," Chigusa thought. She thrust her hips forward, attempting to use pleasure as a distraction for her to regain the initiative. Chigusa's body felt hot, hotter than it had ever felt before. Her crushed nipples screamed at her with pleasure, her flattened breasts groaning under the strain. Chigusa's tongue still pushed upwards, hoping that Yatori would let up just a little,enough for her to turn the tide.

Yatori smiled as Chigusa's crotch bravely thrust into hers. Oohh... you're going to try and arouse me... And indeed she was aroused, already, by Chigusa's hot body and her domination of it. So much, now she wanted to make Chigusa cum in front of all their fans instead of settling for a less messy and humiliating sexual victory. And that meant completely crushing Chigusa.

Her tongue made to plaster Chigusa's resisting tongue all over the floor of Chigusa's mouth. The Mafiosi would then release her idol opponent's hands so that she can quickly go for a powerful bear hug to deprive Chigusa of air and hope. She would then lift Chigusa up so that Chigusa's defeated nubs would be impaled further upon her still-strong nipples, drawn downwards by Chigusa's weight alongside Yatori's squeezing arms.

Once she deemed Chigusa's threat defused, the explosive finish: Yatori would twist and then drop forward so that she squashed Chigusa in between her and the mat, driving her nipples devastatingly deep into Chigusa.

Chigusa's tongue couldn't break out underneath Yatori's, no matter how hard she tried. Finally, with her tongue muscle sore, she gave up, her tongue falling limply back on the bottom of her mouth, pinned beneath Yatori's. Yatori then let go of her hands. Chigusa thought to use the chance to get a bearhug in, but Yatori was faster since her arms were already in position. The sudden squeeze forced a gust of air out of Chigusa's mouth and into Yatori's, similar to what Yatori did to gain dominance, only that Chigusa did so unwillingly. The squeezing also forced Yatori's nippled deeper into Chigusa's breasts, actually pushing Chigusa's defeated nipples into her breasts.

"She's so strong," Chigusa thought, "I guess I shouldn't have done this..."

Yatori tipped forward, falling with Chigusa onto the mat. Her nipples went so deep into Chigusa's breasts that for a second, Chigusa thought Yatori might have actually punched through her skin. But no, she did not. Instead, Chigusa's breasts mushroomed out, squashed utterly by Yatori's powerful bust.