Chelsea vs. Seele

"Hhummph.." ..that fruit punch flavoring on her lips was rubbing off quite frantically against Seele's - making the kiss one of the best things she's ever tasted. Pretty little blue eyes peer up to her while the two remain liplocked, thighs flexing feebly - though it's plain she's starting to get worn down. The full-body massage quickly draws her hips up to attention - though as she feels Seele getting hot from it, too...rubbing nipple against nipple - Chelsea rolls hard to the side, attempting to jam her legs underneath Seele's thighs, and jerk them out -wide- ...while using her body weight to pin her down!

Seele gasped as Chelsea rolled hard. She wasn't expecting it and soon found herself both in a grapevine and with h Chelsea's sultry body pressed against hers. She let out a soft moan, the pleasure of having the beauty pressed against her was nto somethign to be suimply ignored but she conceeded the girl's strength for the moment. "Now what?" She said slyly. "I don't know if I could handle it now that I'm all captured." She said with a pouty face before giggling. "Teehee."

"Don't think you're too good..." Chelsea mutters, giving a toss of her head, and an indignant little arch of her hips. Chelsea's arms push Seele's to the floor while her grapevined legs keep the girl's spread further apart. Butterfly kisses trail down her neck..tongue running wetly between the curves of her breasts - letting her cleavage glide seamlessly against one another with any shift of her body, thanks to her saliva. The kisses go down - little kiss-prints of her fruit-punch flavored lip gloss are left as they run down - her tongue circling the girl's navel. A suckle is felt right near her pantyline - and when Chelsea can go no further with her lips alone, one hand removes from its pin to smooth along her inner thigh, scooting down what she can to kiss at her inner thighs. "Just lay back and this'll alll be over soon.." She giggles serenely..

Seele decided to enjoy the teasing for the moment, feeling the wet tongue along her breasts, she shifted as her sex wettened and her nipples hardened from the teasing. "oohnnn..." She moaned as she felt their bodies press together and Chelsea's kisses. it felt good and Seele almost wanted to let Chelase take her. "We'll see, teehee. I'm pretty darn good. The second you blink, that's when the fairy you thought you captured is gone and left you locked in your own cage."

"Huhuhu..What if I don't blink..?" Chelsea giggles, her fuschia hair swaying over her eyes as she moves down predatorially. Her tongue continues rolling down the curve of the girl's body...and she loosens her grip on the other arm too - instead opting for a sensual assault to distract her , instead of brute force. Chelsea sucks at the inside of her thighs for a moment..before trailing a long, wet lick up between her legs. "Ready~? I'm gonna kick it up a notch.." she giggles ...tongue slithering up and over her clothed femininity, wettening her lower garments with her saliva. Her tongue undulates against her womanhood...before slowly hooking around her garments and peeling them to the side - baring her pink flower to the open mat..while Chelsea's hands run up the front of her figure - framing it..before giving her bust a disarming little squeeze - thumbing over her nipples..

Seele gasped as Chelsea's tongue worked her over. "oh shit..." She muttered. Chelsea was certainly good. No, she was damn good and Seele was practically in heaven but she knew she could do better and she couldn't let this girl beat her at her own game. She waited, biting her lower lip and watching as Chelsea went further and further down. "H-hah!" Seele gasped as her womanhood was toyed with. Her body trembled and she was quuite wet. But as st that moment she knew that she was int he perfect poosition. Her hands reached up to try and clamp around Chelsea's wrists. while her thighs tried to do the same on Chelsea's head. if she could manage, the would try and roll Chelsea onto her back with the fairy girl ontop.

Of course, assuming that she had her opponent stuck down - Chelsea isn't quite expecting the thighs to clamp around her head. "Mm..mmf!?"

Seele can feel the warmth from Chelsea's cheeks against her thighs as the sudden press cuts off her air slightly..the hands at her wrists binding her, her pin reversed. Seele can feel Chelsea's tongue trying to reach up towards her sex - crawling along her inner thigh..but it doesn't go too much further - it can't, thanks to her odd positioning. With a wist..the girl is rolled over at Seele's whim..thighs, and taut little bottom flexing as her legs reach up..trying to grasp Seele for a second hold in a show of flexibility - though if she managed to catch her legs before they were wrapped around *her* neck, Chelsea would be in a bit of trouble..

Seele couldn't help but shiver and bite her lip to hold in a gasp as she felt Chelsea's wet tongue probe along her inner thigh. She shut her eyes and let out a low exhale for a moment once she locked in the pin. Only a minute to clear her head before she looked down. At the hair and locked down wrists. Seele then bent over, putting her butt in the air for the crowd and keeping it hovering over Chelea's face tauntingly. She then released one of Chelea's wrists and reached behind her to undo her bottom. They were just a formality in this kind of match anyway. She then dipped a finger in her own pussy and pulled the wet finger out, pressing it teasingly against Chelsea's lips before trailing down her body andpinching and probing at her nipples with the wetfinger.

Meanwhile, her hand that held down Chelea's wrist kept the lock firm but Seele leaned over and began to suckle and kiss Chelsea's captured hand, moaning as she enjoyed running her tongue up and down each finger and sucking on them

"Oooh..crap..!"

Chelsea whimpers out as you flip her over, pressing your advantage. Her little drawstring-clad panties come untied with a simple tug at either side of her waist - leaving her bare. Unlike you, she's seemed to retain focus..throughout the match so far.

Feeling Seele's wet finger against her lips brought a shiver to her body...her body trying to reach up to try and attack Seele's exposed behind lingering so close - but with her keeping it just out of range, the multicolored lithe little female is having a *lot* of trouble. A wet trail runs up the length of her body...

On her face is a..perverted, but nervous smile as Seele begins to tease at her fingers...a quaint little moan pushing out from her lips as the wet hand toys at her nipples..quickly teasing them erect - showing that her advances were working..And it'd be obvious if the girl could see Chelsea's face that her imagination was running wild at this point..imagining that tongue doing its work between her legs....

O..ooh..she's kinda..good..at this..

Seele smiled as she heard Chelsea's words. And she could feel that her efforts were nto in vain either. She held onto Chelsea's arm and began to leave a trail of kisses and saliva as her tongue trailed smoothly down the length of Chelsea's arm. When she got to her shoulder, she bit down, not hard just a small little love bite. SHe then moved to Chelsea's neck and began to suckle on it, taking care not to leave any but the very feitnest of marks. So only someone who knew the kind of games Chelsea played in would know that she had gone to bat against an expert. As she did this, she slid down Chelsea's body with her own so their breasts met. She attempted to part Chelsea's legs with ther thigh and rub her breasts against Chelsea's while trying to rub her thigh against Chelsea's sex at the same time.