Barbed Wire vs MIO - Apartment Handicap Match

Mio was panting heavily after both women got off her, her lithe form writhed around sluggishly until she was picked up by Sayuri. The smaller girl only let out a weak moan, barely moving while she's being carried to the bedroom, making use of what little time she got to recover. As she was shoved to the bed, Mio remained still for a bit longer while watching Sayuri undressing herself, her eyes were curious yet meek at the same time.

As her fellow Japanese then pressed herself on her, Mio let out a soft moan, and decided to wait a bit to see what her opponent would do to her for the time being. She wasn't sure herself just how much resistance she could offer in her current state anyways, but if she was given a chance to fight back a bit, then she'd be quite happy to do so.

Barbara would slowly undress her top, showing how her bra had considerable trouble holding her firm and big assets in place. She was not sure what Sayuri was up to, and she also was not sure if she wanted to know what she was doing in that other room with Mio. Sayuri thought that Barbara was too dense to clearly memorize and realize that Sayuri wanted to bed other girls too, but the big Blonde was neither blind, deaf or devoid of smell. Up to this day, she had simply blended this out and lived happily on the island of ignorance, but now as it had become really tangible, she was not sure if she wanted to stay on the island or jump into the water too.

While Barbara had these inner thoughts, Sayuri was already back into action. Mio showed no resistance up until now, so she would spread-eagle the arms of the other girl and pin them down on the sheets at the elbows and lower her head to slowly and softly lick one nipple of her fellow Japanese, grinning impishly in the process.

"Nnn..." Mio let out a soft moan and wriggled a little as she felt Sayuri's tongue brushing her nipple.

The woman's impish grin was met with her shy stare, but it was then her curiosity picked up. She decided to shift her legs a bit, trying to wrap them around her fellow Japanese's waists, but not squeezing it too hard, only locking it around her. Mio wanted to see Sayuri's reaction to her defiance, even if the spark could have been extinguished fairly easily with all factors considered.

"...Mmhh... "
Sayuri moaned silently in delight and approval when Mio chose to take an action by enclosing the excited hips of the Japanese with her legs. Sayuri was thrilled to feel the legs of the other girl in that position, her soft skin rubbing against her own and the thought of the feet of their opponent crossing behind her back with heels moving up and down with every little move Sayuri made her more hot and bothered by the second. Still she would change the nipple and lick it encouragingly while her fingers would softly grind against the trapped elbows of the other girl.

Barbara would meanwhile take her bra off and watch herself in the mirror, flexing a little bit. Was she presentable in this way?

There was no protest from Sayuri, but that did make Mio hesitated slightly. Partly because the woman continued to lick her nipple while also grinding her arms a bit. In the end she tightened her legs a around her fellow Japanese a little. Meanwhile, her own body was squirming as well from Sayuri's stimulations, which resulted in her legs brushing the sides of her fellow Japanese a bit as well. Mio's moaning became a bit louder, but she looked like she's trying to hold back a bit to be able to maintain her defiance for a bit longer.

"Mmhh..."

"...Aahh, finally... "
Finally Mio seemed to have found a hearth and did something to overpower her, at least in the faintest of senses. Or maybe she was still too dominant for the other girl? One of her hands would slide down until it reached the upper leg of Mio, squeezing it lovingly before groping a lower cheek while her other hands would move up the other arm until it had reached the palm of the hand there, rubbing it lightly before putting her fingers between the counterpart of Mio, smiling feverishly before her outstanding nipples would fence with the counterparts of the girl under her when she rubbed them sideward from and against them.

Barbara would meanwhile bind her hair to a stern tail in front of the mirror.

With one of their hands interlocked and Sayuri's other hand squeezing her ass, Mio didn't have much room to work with only one hand available. Not that she's able to think too much with the other woman rubbing her nipples against hers, drawing more moans and causing her to wriggle some more. She barely remembered that her legs were still clamping around Sayuri's waists for a moment. Mio used her hand to pull the woman closer to her, wrapping her thing arm around her fellow Japanese's back for a half hug. She then tried to rub herself against Sayuri as well as if she's accepting her challenge.

"Hnngg..."

"...Ouh... "
Sayuri moaned softly when Mio pulled her closer. She was already very aroused from the match and while Mio had been waltzed over three times, Sayuri had all the time held herself back to not make Barbara sad by being overly eager to get fucked at least once by their opponent.
"Come on Mio, you can´t tell me that you do not want to be dominant just once. This may be your chance to make me cum when you unleash the bitch in you... "
She whispered into the ear of the other girl before kissing her throat over and again in greedy strokes, getting deeper and deeper drawn into the throes of lesbian lust.

Barbara had her thumbs wrapped around her bottom and ready to pull them down while she was thinking about how she wanted to proceed from this point on.

"Nnhh..." Mio let out a sigh as she felt Sayuri's kissing, although she didn't do much more for a short while as if it took her an extra effort just to consider the woman's words.

Being in charge for once was something that barely crossed her mind, even though there was a few rare occasions where it happened. Sayuri however seemed quite content to be on the bottom for a change, so Mio thought to give it a try while she hadn't completely swallowed by her submissive side yet.

She'd attempt to grab the hand on her rear and try to pin both arms of her fellow Japanese to the bed, before shifting herself a bit lock lips with the woman. With her legs would also tightening around Sayuri's midsection, Mio would allow their bodies to continue rubbing against each other, but she'd try to be the one who dictated the rhythm of their dance this time.

One could think that Sayuri was giving away control over the match, but she would have not agreed with any speech like that. Sure, she was now already quite wet between the legs and her hands were pinned to the sheets while the girl under her had her legs wrapped around her as her mouth was invaded by the counterpart of her opponent who now also dictated the rhythm of their grinding womanhoods, but she was not concerned. She had so deep trust into her partner that she allowed herself to be completely overwhelmed, moaning heavily into the mouth of Mio while her body was moving around in the coil of the other girl in anticipation of what was about to come.

In the bathroom, Barbara took a good look at herself until she obviously found a hearth and pulled down her wet bottom, leaving her standing there in her panties and nothing else.