Kirin vs Aiko

"mmm..." A very feeble whimper came from the depths of Kirin's cleavage as she started fondling the now defenseless Aiko. Not surprisingly, the bigger woman found that her crotch was hot and moist yet.

Lulled into soft, inescapable bosoms and sensually soothed down by Kirin's warm milk and her sweet cooing, Aiko eventually gave in to the motherly domination, feeling her body go limp, drifting into a sleepy state as she still kept a cute, virtually unconscious suckling on a now harder nipple.

Kirin quivered bodily, her soft form shaking at the tender affections to her nipple. She'd lift her hand for the formality, testing it for three drops to confirm the knockout. If it would succeed, she would release Aiko from her comfortable prison and gently tap her cheek. "Wake up, baby. Time for school," she joked melodically. If she wouldn't show signs of waking, she would start to caress her pussy with her two fingers through her panties.

If she did, she would smile warmly. "Time to catch up now, hm?" she'd say, turning back to her corner to wait her preparations for round two.

Aiko was still unresponsive, aside from a soft murring underneath Kirin, so the bell rung and the ref confirmed Kirin's partial win.
She then felt a tingling sensation down at her crotch area and moaned, squirming and quivering cutely as she started to come to her senses, her blurring vision starting to focus on the voluptuous frame looming over her.

Kirin chuckled and offered a strong hand to the smaller girl to help her up. "Held out for some time there. Might want to try not to get caught so quickly this time around, though," she advised. She lean into her corner, taking a short breather until Aiko was ready. She'll remove her top entirely while she waits, leaving her bare breasts exposed rather than bothering to reclaim her top's condition. Her bulging breasts and soft belly heaved gently with her breaths, closing her eyes to let the cool air relax her body and let any onlookers (including Aiko) enjoy the view momentarily.

Aiko panted a bit, trying to quickly recover from the recent KO. Her breathing was still fast, mainly from the humiliation of being soothed into sleep like a baby... and the fact that a part of her had loved it, too!
With a blush of her face, she shook that thought out of her mind.

Trying not to stare too much at Kirin's voluptuous, alluring breasts, Aiko walked to the middle of the ring, resolved to possibly get her revenge in the next round. "R-Ready when you are". She said with a cutely resolute face as the bell rung, starting the 2nd round.

Kirin laughed audibly at the adorable girl. "That's not the right outlook at all. Be confident, or you won't have any hope at all. Now come on!" she encouraged, slapping her bare breasts, causing them to jiggle immensely. "Louder! More confident! Gimmee a battle cry worthy of a real fighter!"

She smiled and held out her arms. "In fact, so long as you're behind, I'll give you one free move. Just one. So make it count, kay?" She was going to be genuine in this promise, but only that far.

Aiko was ctually resolved to put more intensity in this next round, if she had a chance. As Kirin ended with her teasing encouragement, she was already running towards the bigger woman. With a swift flip she wrapped her well toned thigs around Kirin's neck and grabbed one of Kirin's arms with both hands, trying to lock the hold on her standing opponent. "Grrr.... very nice of you: how do you like this one?" she said with a groaning voice as she started applying pressure.

Kirin was yanked into the unusual hanging arm bar, surprised with the girl's creativity. Her arm was pulled out, a bit painfully, and her legs were probably the stronger part of her. On a lighter opponent with a bit more strength to the move, it could have been devastating.

Kirin will attempt to power her arm closer to her body, muscles squeezing their way past her pudge. She'll try to pull the girl up closer to her bare chest, looking to latch onto the gymnast in a breast-to-breast hug.

Aiko's eyes widened in growing surprise as Kirin was slowly but relentlessly breaking her submission hold. "N-Nya...." she whimpered, hardly believing it as her legs were still around her neck but were losing leverage now, and she was pressed against Kirin's soft and seductive chest, squirming against it.

Kirin smiled into Aiko's face gently. "Still a good try," she'll flatter before hoisting Aiko up by both hands under her back and slamming her down onto the mat. "Now, let's get you a little more comfy, hm?" If she's adequtely stunned, Kirin will reach down and start to tug at Aiko's leotard in an effort to remove it from her breasts, at the very least.