A Round in the Sheets: Yoko Littner & Arlise Christiaens

[Winter]

Reminded that they were still wrestling with her neck clenched in Yoko's tight lock, Arlise deepened the aggression of her kiss. She did not exactly have a plan; Yoko didn't seem willing to leave herself vulnerable anytime soon. Let no one doubt she was skillful in the bedroom with someone like Lise kissing her like an impassioned lover with lips she had ensured were as soft and red as they were warm before the other redhead had arrived. In fact, between the stimulation of their brushing bodies, Lise's bra trying to free her, and Yoko's adept tongue, Arlise felt more at risk of wanting to give in.

She needed to make a move, but she struggled to produce an idea. Yoko had her head... they both had each others' mouths in intimate bliss... and their legs jockeyed for a position without hopes for one pair of shapely gams to crush the other pair. Arlise had nothing but her hands available. But they left her with plenty of options...

The Belgian beauty slipped them from Yoko's face and moved them to her breasts. With an adept and aggressive intensity, she massaged her sparring partner's chest with her thumbs in all the sweet spots that Yoko's body-to-body scrub had revealed. It was no headlock nor any kind of submission hold, but Arlise wasn't trying to win this by why of violent physicality. Erotic physicality was her partner, here, and she skillfully fondled Yoko like a woman with experience.

[ragaz]

Yoko had Arlise in a headlock that at least she considered that should be relatively painful. So, she considered this to be an advantageous position and wanted to keep things this way. So, she simply continued to flex her muscles, squeezing the Europeans neck. The two moaned in their mouths every now and then.

This would continue to slowly shift from a physical fight to a more sensual fight. And maybe they were going for the longest kiss record while they were at it, who knows.

If Yoko wasn't gonna change the situation, then Arlise was. "Oohmmmhhhm" Yoko would feel her breasts captured by the enemy and being subjected to 'diabolical torture'. Yokos body would start moving, shaking and shifting around from all the groping. It was like her body was being tickled. But instead of laughs she got moans. Yoko did not want to let go of the kiss or the headlock, but her focus had weakened, this the headlock became much weaker.

[Winter]

That was what Arlise wanted to hear and feel.

Yoko became a fit of sounds and writhing - more so than before, anyway - and the redhead smiled into the kiss to know that her torture was doing precisely what she intended. Becoming bolder, more "diabolical" at this encouragement, Lise slipped her thumbs deeper into the cups of Yoko's bra, brushing over and under her excited nipples in random patterns to keep her distracted.

Her neck was starting to go beyond stiff pain and starting to ache deep within from Yoko's headlock, but the more she worked with her deft hands, the less pressure she started to feel. The bedroom queen might be ripe for further sly plotting by the Belgian, but Lise was patient and kept working, kept rubbing, kept teasing, until she was sure Yoko's grip was just loose enough for her to have a chance to escape her grip.

She squeezed down on Yoko's breasts - not tightly enough to hurt but more than enough to earn her undivided attention - and pushed, with all intentions of forcing Yoko onto her back and climbing back atop her beautiful guest for the second time this evening. At the same time, she finally broke the kiss and wrenched her head back. She soaked in a gulp of air before a Cheshire grin crossed her features.

"My turn!", she beamed, as she situated her weight atop Yoko's belly and kept squeezing on the beauty's chest to keep her compliant.

[ragaz]

Yoko wanted to call this trickery, but you really couldn't call titty groping a dirty trick in a bedroom match.
Trickery or not, Yoko simply could not keep herself focused. "Mmmmhh... Ummmm! Hmmm!" Yoko moaned into the kiss, her body writhing in the sensation, enjoying it, but it's also like trying to get away.
Yoko held the headlock, but it was no more than a hug at this point.

After turning Yoko to mush with those skillful hands and fingers, Yoko was weakened in a sense that she could not focus any strength anywhere and when Yoko was weak enough, Arlise made her move, pushing into Yoko and getting on top again, still holding onto yokos tatas like she'd hold a driving wheel. It felt like Yoko was gonna be taken out for a test drive.

"Aaaghhh... Uuhh uff, Huff..." Yoko took some oxygen with some deep breaths as Arlise took the driver seat. "I thought that WAS your turn..." Yoko would maintain an adequate level of sass.
Yokos hands would rush to get a grip on Arlises wrists and start pushing them off. The thing is. The push wouldn't be strong enough to part the hands from the breasts, it was like deep down Yoko didn't want to push those hands away. "Ooghhh... Aaaahhhh... Oohhh..." Yokos body would buckle up each time a bit and would continue in rythm with the titty squeezing

[Winter]

Arlise seemed to have struck a chord that played a symphony in Yoko's mind, if the other redhead's moans were any testament. She smirked; she imagined they were. A lady couldn't fake those sounds, and Arlise would know.

Her fingers squeezed, tweaked, shifted, and pushed at Yoko's breasts with increased intensity once her neck was free and she was seated atop the beauty, and she never spent too long on one manner of stimulation to keep her guest from adjusting to the sensations. Yoko's slowly-departing bra gave her even more chances to "attack" her chest in different ways, too, and she moved in and out and back and forth and admired every peek she got at both her full breasts. They looked as good as they felt.

She grinned through her excited, attentive gaze at Yoko's quip, just as the other redhead started to grasp her wrists and buck beneath her. Judging by the feeble effort Yoko made to pry her hands away, the other redhead must have been losing her head. That was precisely what Lise wanted. "By the way you're reacting, it might be your turn...", she crooned, arching her back to give Yoko a fine view of her while she continued working. Any little antics to keep Yoko under her spell... especially because she had already formulated a plan.

Still holding to Yoko's breasts, Lise lifted her hips off of the redhead's stomach and swung her body around, hoping that Yoko would not have the good sense to react to her movement. If she didn't... Lise would be free to do what she wanted, and that was to wheel around until her hips were by Yoko's head and plop her rear right on her lovely guest's face while her breast "torture" continued.

[ragaz]

The tables have turned for real now as Arlise was sitting atop of Yoko and doing whatever she wanted with the Littners breasts, making Yoko a moaning mess, the latters nipples being rock hard and Yoko maybe had the strength to fight this, but strangely enough, she lacked the willpower to resist.

"Ohhh... My turn... Ohh... For whaaackhh" well, that was one way to shut Yoko up... By a face full of ass. That was a bit of a new experience for Yoko. She had be drowned in tits, but not in ass. Yoko always preferred to touch a butt with her hands, not her face. Yokos legs began to flail around in panick and Yoko began moanin and motorboating into Arlises butt. Out of instinct, Yoko would try to get her hands on Arlises butt and try to push against it.

[Winter]

A deeply carnal moan rolled in the already-excited redhead's throat at feeling Yoko's face beneath her, and for only a brief moment, she paused in her ministrations on Yoko's chest to close her eyes and let loose a long sigh of satisfaction. And that was before the beauty now trapped underneath her ass started moaning and trying to wriggle her face free; the latter sent vibrations all through Arlise's warm core and the latter could not have felt more like stimulating kisses and strokes, though she supposed they were not intentional. Unfortunate that they were not... but that did not make her any less flushed in her feelings of dominance over the gorgeous woman who's body was still sprawled before her, prime for further play, and mere seconds passed before Arlise was ravaging Yoko's breasts again.

Once Yoko's hands got themselves firmly planted on Arlise's rear, though, the redhead had to look back, down the length of her toned back, at the red hair spilling out from beneath the contrasting black of her bottoms. A shiver ran up her spine before she could speak. "Your turn for... the finest treatment... from me...", she managed to say, almost as breathless from her own pleasure as Yoko surely was beneath her ass. "Can't resist... touching me either, can you?"

Arlise knew that she, too, would not be able to resist it for long, either. With her focus on her expert breast groping all but lost, she might risk losing the power she had over Yoko... and the other redhead might find a way out from her current plump prison. Much as it pained her to end the pleasurable experience, Arlise shifted, and the weight of her rear came off of Yoko's face.

Her stomach brushed over Yoko's face while her legs stretched behind her so that she was lying on her stomach. Now, it was her breasts that slid down toward Yoko's face instead from the reversed angle, while her hands remained firmly on her squeeze toys. "How do these treat you?"

[ragaz]

Yokos face was covered by Arlises shapely ass, but her teats were open wide, in all their glory, free for the taking for Arlise. Yoko would've preferred those to be the other way around as Arlise took full advantage of the vulnerability of the teats. Squeezing, rubbing, massaging, caressing.

"Mmppphhnnn!!" Arlises booty worked like a silencer for yokos moaning and the latters hands weren't pushing hard enough to push Arlise off. Yoko did not appreciate her face being in Arlises ass, but her hands certainly enjoyed it, groping it a bit.

Before Yoko would get properly suffocated, she felt movement. Arlises body slid over yokos face and in turn, yokos hands slid off Arlises booty and slid on her sides until yokos vision got lost in a half naked maze of breasts. Funny enough, yokos face dragged Arlises top slightly more into place.
Arlise starting to move awakened yokos logical thinking and she saw a few ways she could fight back. She chose the way of the thighs.
That is, Yoko would lift and bend her legs towards Arlises head. She would try to clamp her thicc thighs around Arlises neck and head and begin with an initial squeeze, if all went well, that is...

[Winter]

As soon as her ass slid off of Yoko's face, her own growing lack of control subsided a bit, even as her breasts slid into place and the other redhead's pretty features stimulated them. Many a face had been between her breasts in matches; she could control herself better against that stimulation. "Now let's see about these...", she With her newfound focus, Lise crossed her legs behind her, settling her chest's weight more onto Yoko's face, and leaned forward to add a few kisses to what her hands were doing.

That was her plan, anyway, until she leaned her head straight between a pair of glistening thighs. Lise's eyes shot wide, but it was too late for her to jerk her head back and avoid the oncoming leggy cage. Like they had planned the move ahead of time, Yoko's thighs perfectly snapped around her head, and Lise squealed in shock even before they squeezed her. When they did, she let loose with another, lighter squeal, not wanting to reveal her worries to Yoko.

Despite that effort, her hands leaving Yoko's chest to claw at the legs snug around her head probably testified to Lise's fears of what might happen if Yoko got her into a position with more leverage for her to squeeze; trying to react with all speed, Lise shifted her hips forward again and tried to sit up straighter to make sure her foe's legs didn't drag her head down to the mattress. In the process, her butt ended up over the top of Yoko's head again, but instead of making another attempt to sit on her, Titania stayed on her knees with her own thighs to either side of her opponent's head and tried to wedge her hands in between Yoko's knees to make enough room to wriggle her head free.

[ragaz]

The time of feeling Arlises gluteoids was over and now was the time for some Titus maximus.
Having her head in Arlises cleavage, Yoko had already made a move of her own. About time...
She trapped Arlises head between her thighs, which forced the woman renounce her claims on yokos funbags.

Either in panick, or maybe because of a plan, Arlise abandoned the smother too, trying to sit up somewhat while Yoko was resisting the Belgians attempts at separating Yokos legs.
The corners ass still loomed overhead, but Yoko could breathe freely, unless Arlise farted or smth... Still, that ass was a potential threat that could become an actual one at any time. Also, Arlise was starting to make some progress at separating Yokos legs. Her hands slowly slipping in between them.

Yoko knew that if she stayed like this, it would be bad for her. So, Yoko decided to toss Arlise forward. She would do that by yanking Arlises head forwards with her legs. Meanwhile, yokos hands would go to touch and push against Arlises gluteoids in order to support the move from the other side.

There was a chance it could fail, maybe Arlise would be too strong? In that case, Yoko would then proceed to roll them to the left, pushing against the right gluteoid to support this move.

And if that failed as well, Yoko would simply try to squeeze Arlises neck as hard as she could and as long as she could.