Last Woman Standing! Shiera vs Femie

The initial bump made Shiera grunted slightly, but Femie without a doubt was the one who received worse impact than her. Feeling the girl's legs unwrapped from her waist was a sign that her audacious effort worked, which made the raven haired schoolgirl grinned like a brat.

"Hehe!" she giggled, before her opponent shoved her off.

Shiera rolled over onto her hands and knees, but she's not going to leave Femie alone for too long. She'd attempt to rush forward again, aiming to catch the monocle girl before she could fully stand or something by wrapping her arms around Femie's waist from behind.

"Nyaahh!"

Femie huffed as she threw Shiera off of her. She rolled to her hands and knees and took a second to rub her chest before she began to stand back up, only to feel the soft breasts of the schoolgirl in her back. "Oooh!?"

With a chirp of surprise, Femie stumbled a bit but instantly locked her hands around Shier's to try and hold them in place. But only for a moment. She would lean backwards to try and push her butt into Shiera's lap while she moved the girl's hands up to her big, full breasts.

"Wouldn't this be a better place to grab, ma chere?" She teased, hoping maybe her playful tactics could distract the girl from her endeavors.

"H-huh...?" Shiera blurted as her hands were moved so they'd hold Femie's breasts while she felt the girl's rear on her lap. "B-better... Well... if you say so...!" she'd say, her cheeks were blushing a little at this turn of event.

She didn't really try to pull her arms, but her hands made no movement on Femie's orbs as well. As it was, it wasn't too clear who's trapping who, with Shiera unable to move herself too much even if she's holding the monocle girl. What's more, with each little move she made, their bodies were rubbing against each other and drawing a few sighs from the raven haired schoolgirl.

"Uhh... S-so what now...?"

While Shiera seemed a little timid, Femie knew exactly what to do. She could feel the girl not going along with what Femie had in mind, so she began to move the girl's hands for her, instructing her on where to touch the girl's big breasts.

Femei also began to grind her butt into Shiera's lap and purred as she worked the girl oveie "Mmmhmmm... That's it, go on and do whatever you want with them, yes... Don't they feel good, ma chere?"

"Hyee...!" Shiera felt a little funny inside as Femie moved her hands on those soft, round breasts, her fingers somehow starting to grab those orbs a little stronger now.

It's as if her hands were being sucked by the monocle girl's jugs. That wasn't everything to it, however, as Femie then grind her butt as well onto the raven haired girl's lap, prompting Shiera to squirm and moan softly in response, her own breasts rubbed against her opponent's back as a result.

"G-good... T-they're... mmm.... S-so soft, Fem-fem...!" she admitted.

"Mmmhmm. Oui! oui!" Femie chirped as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes, feeling Shiera begin to knead Femie's tits all by herself. Once she was sure thatw as the case, Femie let go and pulled one hand up.

She then leaned forward and tilted her head so she was nuzzling Shiera's cheek and began kissing it. With her hand she ran her fingers through Shiera's hair and turned the girl's head so they could press their lips together and begin to kiss deeply.

While it was Femie who initially moved her hands to grope those breasts, Shiera gradually began to willingly knead them herself, as if she had temporarily forgotten about the match at the moment. The sensation almost felt hypnotic for the raven haired girl, not to mention that Femie herself seemed to enjoy what she's doing. There's no way this was a bad thing, right?

"Mmm..." Shiera purred as the monocle girl nuzzled and kissed her cheek while running her hand through her black hair. "H-hey... wh...mmppphh...?!"

Whatever it was she wanted to say only came out as surprised, muffled yelp as Femie then kissed her in the lips. Shiera's face blushed instantly, and despite being initially confused at what her opponent was doing, it didn't seem that she made an effort to pull her head away. Her lips seemed happy to be glued to Femie's as it was, and she began to feel hot all of a sudden.

"Mmmmm..." the raven haired schoolgirl mumbled. I-I feel... slightly weird...

"Nnnh..." Femie moaned as the two finally locked lips. The Belgian planted her feet and began to rock against Shiera's chest while they kissed. Her fingers slipped through Shiera's hair as well while her tongue probed the girl's mouth sensually.

"Mmm..."

Femie loved it, but she did want to spice things up a bit. She suddenly tightened her grip on Shiera's head, just a bit to hold her in place while she fully bridged and shoved Shiera away, hoping to use her athleticism to stand up completely and spin around to face Shiera with a bright grin.

Shiera's mind was starting to drift away as Femie rocked herself, rubbing their bodies some more while their tongues engaged in the kiss. The monocle girl's digit was the one who directed things for the most part while Shiera's tried to catch up, though.

Suddenly she felt herself being shoved by Femie, eliciting a yelp from her lips as their kiss came to an end, her feet stumbling backwards slightly although she managed to keep her balance somewhat. Shiera had this puzzled and surprised look on her face while Femie grinned at her, but she'd grin as well, her cheeks still blushing lightly.

"Wow, that's pretty cool, Fem-Fem!" she exclaimed. "Where did you learn to do that?"

"Ohoho, you like? Femie said and puffed out her chest proudly. "I'm naturally athletic. These things come easy to me. I'm very flexible, if you know what I mean..." She grinned and nodded. "Not to toot my own horn or anything, ma chere. Mais, let's keep this going, shall we?" Femie asked.

She then acted like she was going to dash at Shiera but turned it into a pretty impressive cartwheeel, flashing her panties and hoping up, trying to fling herself at Shiera and capture her in a hug.