Two sisters and Their Dog

"Mhhmm~" Chiyo giggled to partially hide the purr that was elicited form her lips as a result of Cindy's licking on her ear.

Her body twitched slightly and once Cindy took her leave, she'd start rolling around on the water bed to test the surface. The mushy mattress that seemed to be on the constant move whenever she rolled around felt perfect on her back. She should have bought one of this for her place!

"Mmmm..."

Chiyo did not have to wait long. Bridget was along shortly, only a few minutes later, wearing...next to nothing, really.

It had taken no short amount of coaxing on Cindy's part to get her dressed up in the dark red bikini she now wore, clinging tightly to her body and hugging at her curves. She looked good. She knew she looked good. That was hardly the problem.

This was a plot, a test by her sister to try and prove whatever suspicious she had with her and Chiyo. Silliness, pure frivolity and well beneath them, but there was only one way to prove her wrong:answer the challenge. She had to defeat Chiyo and squash all doubts. s

She approached Chiyo with her nose turned up. "Do you truly believe you can defeat me?"

Chiyo rolled off and stood at the side of the bed as she saw Bridget arrived at the room. It's rather surprising to see the girl she thought as shy dressed in such a minimum attire, but maybe there's more about the bigger sister that she still had to find out. This was going to be interesting and so much fun. Just imagining herself tussling around with Bridget on the water bed almost made her drool with excitement already.

"I believe we're about to find that out," Chiyo grinned at Bridget's words.

A frazzled looked slipped through Bridget's iron facade, but she stuffed it back quickly enough - there was something about this woman, they way she carried herself, the way she talked, the way she looked. It all came together to form a disconcerting package, as if she did not even really belong in the same reality. No doubt her heritage came into play, as well. A mix of something they loathed and something they loved. The girl could not have been more confounding if she tried, and Bridget strongly suspected she was trying.

Without another word, she made her way onto the bed and took position, moving forward on her knees and maintaining balance as the bed wobbled. Her hands came up in a grappling position as she squared off with Chiyo, daring her to make the first move.

Chiyo hopped back to the bed as Bridget took her position, and made sure that her balance was steady first while she's on her knees. Once everything was set, she'd start waddling through the rippling bed, her arms up for a grappling position while she smiled at the bigger sister.

Instead of locking up with her opponent, though, the pink haired girl would attempt to lower herself and threw her body towards Bridget instead, her hands aimed at the the bigger sister's arms as she tried to grab and pull them to the sides. If everything went smoothly, her head would be landed between the breasts of Bridget while half of her body pinned the girl's.

"Hyaaa!"

Bridget should have known Chiyo would try something like this - silly, ridiculous, but effective. Her unorthodox move took her by surprised and sent the two of them tumbling, with Chiyo's face nestling in her chest as they thrashed about. Her hot breath made their hairs on Cindy's skin tingle - an involuntary respond, but not wholly unwelcomed.

It was a slick move, but Bridget had own advantages. She had slept in this bed enough to know the way it moved, and she used that to her advantage as the waves rolled back towards them. She timed the momentum and jerked up as the bed undulated beneath their bodies, trying to use the extra boost to flip them over with her on top, this time.

Chiyo expected Bridget to try turning them around, as that's exactly the type of maneuver that'd reverse the control in this match, considering her body position. She didn't really try to fight back, though, knowing that the momentum would do her opponent more favor.

The pink haired girl sucked as much air as she was rolled over, and held her breath calmly once Bridget was on top of her with her head still between the girl's breasts. What she'd do was to shake her head as much as she could, hoping to tickle Bridget with her hair while she'd try to reach the string of the girl's bikini, with her teeth.

Chiyo's intention was to try pulling it down while she slided towards Bridget's abs, before releasing the string to give her opponent a little distraction. From there, hopefully a kiss to the bigger sister's belly would further disrupt her so she could try rolling them around again.

Bridget was, needless to say, a little unclear on Chiyo's exact strategy. It almost seemed as if the strange girl was trying to smother herself out in her breasts, which would have made for the most unorthodox style Bridget had ever encountered. It made her wonder what game her sister was playing at. What did she hope to achieve?

That question was answered as she felt a mischievous set of teeth pulling away at her bikini, followed by a kiss of her stomach. Bridget's body relaxed without her consent, and the next thing she knew, she was being flipped over on her back as Chiyo stole the advantage. "You would dare-" She tried to wiggle her way free and squirm out from under Chiyo's supple body, holding back a moan as their skin slid along and rubbed against her inner thigh.

"Just a little payback over what you did in the ring, heh~" Chiyo smirked as she'd slide herself upwards, wanting to brought her chest and face at Bridget's level.

She did it slowly, with some force, but not too much. Like an iron pressing on a piece of cloth. Bridget's minimalistic dress made it easier since they got so much skin contact, and Chiyo herself purred at the sensation. This kind of thing had was always been one of her favorites since she moved to the wrestling world. Thank AP for that.

The pink haired girl would then try to put Bridget's arms above the girl's head before she start sitting up. Trying to contain the bigger sister's body to body at the start might be difficult, so she was thinking about weakening her opponent a little bit first.

It was too much. Chiyo's body sliding over hers, pressing her into the bed, the waves rocking beneath them, the heat building between, her hot breath flowing over the delicate hairs on her bared chest.

Bridget moaned.

She tried to bite it back before it could get too far, but that took a monumental effort and it was not wholly successful. Her body rebelled, thrusting forward and rubbing against their crotches together, as the familiar scent of arousal began to fill the air and a wet sensation started to run across her thighs.

She was so focused on her own body that she forgot to take Chiyo's into account, and she paid for it - the next thing she knew, her arms were being pinned down above her head, giving Chiyo open access to her chest. Bridget planted her feet down and tried to buck up and know the girl away, but it was hard to get good balance on the shifting bed.