Bad Moods And Sour Meetings

Amelie watched as her efforts to shush the beauty into a docile pet soon became an effort by Cyrena to tease the girl, nibbling and licking the finger she extended.

"Ohhh...is that how it is?" She'd smirk, pressing more of her heavier, curvier figure down on the beauty as the two sets of massive breasts soon fought for dominance, mushrooming out greatly. Every breath either girl took would be felt in detail by the other, given the fact that neither tummy had space to move that wasn't occupied by the other.

Sliding her free hand to the side of the girls torso, she'd slowly, in teasing fashion, begin to rub her hand down the girls side. Going lower, and lower, and lower...

Cyrena had the feeling that the green haired woman was just playing with her as it seemed the other woman was just teasing her as she nibble and lick her finger before she continue to taunt the Cypriot.

''Take me seriously you stupid French bimbo''replied Cyrena in annoyance and out of frustration as she feels the other woman's massive breasts aganst her own as they struggled for dominance. To make matters worse the struggle for dominance was making it easier to feel when the other wrestler would take a breath as their tummies were pressed together when she feels the green haired woman's hand slide down her side. With each passing second the French woman's hand would go lower and lower until it would reach it destination as Cyrena would try to do the same now wanting to see the other wrestler gain the upper hand.

With both her body press and firm grip on the girls rear in place, Amelie felt as if this little impromptu scuffle was now fully in her favour. Cyrena soon gained a grip of her own firm butt, but Amelie was confident given that she was the one using the girl as a human mattress.

"I am taking you seriously...seriously hot..." Amelie whispered, before bursting into a small laughter at her cringe worthy response. Taking a fine grope of the girls rear, she'd suddenly switch her grip, aiming to straddle the girl as she sat up on the smaller woman's lap. From there, she'd simply take in the sights for a moment, smirking at the busty girl on the floor before her.

Cyrena wanted to scream in frustration as while she had grasped the green haired woman's butt she still thought she was not being taken serious especially after the French woman's reply. If the reply was not a sign the other woman did not take her serious the fact that she started to burst out in laughter made it perfectly clear to the Cypriot that she was not being taken seriously by the French woman.

''Stop laughing already''replied Cyrena as she got straddle by the French woman as she looked up as she would try to get her legs into the air and wrap them around the green haired woman's neck to try and pull the other woman off her lap.

Now that Amelie had the top spot with her new-found friend, she would be adamant to keep it, applying a rare bit of seriousness on her own part. When those legs came up behind her to yank at her neck in an effort to pull them off, Amelie's right arm would hook around one, bringing it forward a little in order to test Cyrena's flexibility and stop her dead in the water.

"So eager to be on top...I see..." Giggling, Amelie's hand would outright latch onto the busty beauties chest now, throwing subtlety completely out.

Cyrena was trying to stop whatever the green haired woman had in mind as she was able to wrap her own legs around the French woman's neck and was about to pull the other woman off her body. Then that plan failed when the French woman was able to hook her right arm around one of them and stop any further pulling on her end and allow the green haired woman to stay on top.

''More like I'm eager to get your fat ass off me''growled the Cypriot right back as she would try not to show any sign of discomfort or pleasure when the other woman latched onto her chest.

Had this little interaction been a match, Amelie would have the girl primed for a humiliating school-girl-esque pin, holding her leg firmly if simply but to restrain the girl tightly for the moment. After a few good seconds of attempting to wordlessly get across the fact Amelie believed herself to be the one in full control here, she'd release said leg, opting to simply lean down atop the girl a little more so that her legs could not reach her neck from behind yet again.

Hand already going to work on that firm sizeable chest, Amelie would be careful not to be too rough; evidently enjoying a slow, sensual grope of the girls assets. With her own face but a few inches from Cyrena's yet again, the girl underneath her would once more be somewhat of a victim to those long green locks flowing over her features, serving almost as a curtain of sorts leaving the two in a world of their own.

"Don't be so...harsh...my sweet..." Purring as ever, Amelie didn't take the comment to her side in any fashion resembling the word serious. Instead, she simply opted to humour the girls words, by pressing down her firm rear hard onto Cyrena's tummy a moment, before quickly releasing and switching to a soft, sensual grinding.

Cyrena knew she had to count herself lucky that she was only trapped beneath the French woman in the hallway and not during a match as the Cypriot knew perfectly what kind of pin the green haired woman could have used on her. Still since the French woman was now leaning down Cyrena could not attempt to pull her off using the same trick she had done earlier as she would be unable to wrap her legs around the other wrestler's neck.

Still the fact that the other woman could grope her breasts while the Cypriot was able to find a way to fight back as she had to admit the green haired woman was skilled with her hands. Still the constant purring from Amelia was getting on Cyrena's nerves as she thought she may have a chance to break free when the French woman lifted her rear off her. Only to press it down onto her tummy a moment later as she would start to soft sensual grind her butt against her tummy.

''Enjoy feeling my breasts for now Frenchie as I will find a way to get you off my body somehow''replied Cyrena as she would turn her head so the other woman would not be able to look her in the eyes.

The moment the nameless beauty turned her gaze elsewhere, Amelie smiled. There was only one way the girl would break eye-contact, and it certainly wasn't a random motion. She simply couldn't bare to gaze upon the eyes of the French beauty now turning her abdomen into a sensual mush.

A tiny bit fearful that the girl would indeed suddenly buck her off and gain the top positioning, Amelie would try to hook her legs somewhat. Whilst the positioning of her legs would resemble a grapevine, the fact that Amelie was yet to lay flat on the girl meant that she could not pull on said legs if she tried. Mainly, she just wanted to keep her still.

"Calm down...and I might just have some real fun with you..." Once more pressing her finger to Cyrena's lips, as her firm rear began working on pressing a few taunt, sensual breaths from the girl via her waistline.

Cyrene was both annoyed and scared when she was unable to buck the French beauty off her as it seems the green haired woman knew exactly why the Cypriot had turned her head away from the other wrestler.  So while she was trapped in a sort of grapevine hold by the green haired woman as she heard the French woman saying to just stay down and if she did so that she could have some real fun with the older woman.

While that may seem tempting at first the fact that Cyrena had to allow the French woman to be in control did not sit well with the young woman even if her opponent's firm rear was pressing down on her via the waistline. To make matters worse the Cypriot could not even reply as the green haired woman would press her finger against her lips as Cyrena would open her mouth and if the finger got between her lips would suck on it as she stared into the other woman's eyes with a seductive look on her face.