A Pleasant Surprise

Astrid tried not to think anymore that there was a possibility that Mari had come here just to do her duty. Of course, this was commendable, especially from the Norwegian woman, who is also used to keeping her word. And yet she hoped that the silver-haired woman was only here because she was bound by a promise. After all, now the long-haired blonde, with Mari's hands on her neck, felt great.

Although perhaps a more appropriate word would be unusual here. The life of the Norwegian woman was not something too unique, she was sure that there were many people in the world like her. She was quite lonely because she deliberately kept people out of her life. That is why most of her intimate relationships were limited to one or several nights. However, even this happened rarely. Therefore, she is much more accustomed to the sensation of a blow on her face than to the gentle touch of another woman.

Astrid moaned in response when she felt Mari suck her tongue. The blonde, of course, was not a complete dilettante in such intimate things, but still she had much less experience than most other girls. Perhaps for someone else it could have been nothing more than an ordinary thing, but despite her appearance and rage in the ring, she was a rather sensitive woman who knew how and loved to enjoy such little things.

Smiling slightly, Astrid began to move her fingers. Initially, her palms lay directly on the shorts of the Japanese woman. Now, however, while still holding Mari on her hands, the Norwegian woman was about to run her fingers under the fabric. She wanted to squeeze those juicy buttocks properly, slightly teasing her first rival. But all this was not enough. And Astrid had a pretty good solution to this problem.

Now she was even more grateful to Mari for putting her hands around Astrid's neck. Because in this way it was much easier for her to hold the Japanese woman and move with her. Not that Astrid lacked strength, but it was actually more comfortable that way. Trying not to break the kiss, Astrid moved Mari's back away from the wall and began to move towards the only large room in her modest apartment, the living room.

Once inside, a small thought suddenly entered Astrid's head. What if she now lifts Mari slightly to sit her on shoulders, and then throws her on the couch with a powerbomb? Astrid couldn't help smiling through the kiss. No, perhaps apartment wrestling should be postponed until next time. Instead, the long-haired blonde simply sat down on the sofa, leaning back against its back, and thus Mari was now sitting on her thighs and, accordingly, took the top position.

Oh, she was definitely not wasting time. It's no secret that sometimes the first impression is deceiving. But Astrid was genuinely glad she wasn't wrong about Mari. The Norwegian woman believed that a person can only be recognized during a fight. This was the rule that guided her throughout her life. She always tried not to judge a person in advance. During their match, she saw that this Japanese woman was very passionate. And now the silver-haired woman confirmed what Astrid saw in her.

The woman's breathing quickened as Mari began to unbutton her white blouse. With each new button, Astrid felt her body temperature rise. It was a real foretaste. She couldn't deny that it was all a little embarrassing. Of course, she was completely serious when she suggested this during the match. She was not one of those who throw words to the wind. But she couldn't lie to herself. She did not think that all this would really happen and did not expect that Mari would take her words so seriously. Therefore, now the Norwegian woman felt a slight blush on her cheeks.

The white blouse was thrown aside and Astrid put her hands on Mari's sides. Almost at the same time, the Japanese woman brought her face closer to Astrid's. She smiled and even giggled when Mari put her palms on her cheeks, it was very sweet. Their lips were again kissing and their tongues were dancing again. Astrid lightly squeezed her partner's sides in a fit of passion. She liked to feel the breath of the silver-haired woman, she liked to feel their bodies touching, she liked to feel her warmth.

"You're so hot..." Astrid said softly, interrupting their kiss for a moment.

She was more than happy with the opportunity to spend time that way. But... Mari's breasts were pressed against Astrid's and it was impossible to ignore. And there was one problem that the long-haired blonde was determined to solve. Her palms moved to the back of the Japanese woman, and then they slowly began to slide upward. Finally, Astrid's fingers found the clasp of Mari's bra. The girl bit her partner's lower lip slightly at the moment when she unfasten this bra, which partially showed what had previously been hidden from view.

In order for Mari to bare her juicy babies, she had only to put her hands down. So to give her motivation to break the kiss, Astrid put her own hands up. After all, this is a game for two and she wanted the silver-haired woman to take off her T-shirt so that they both could get closer to each other. Even though she had not had to have sex with a passionate woman for a long time, especially in a fit of real feelings, and not just out of wild necessity, now Astrid felt just amazingly comfortable. And for a person who trusts almost no one, it cost more than anything.

A shudder ran through Astrid's body as she heard a compliment from Mari in return. It might not have been obvious, but she rarely received compliments. We can say that usually everything went without such things. Due to the nature of her temperament, the Norwegian woman has always had relationship problems. Therefore, everything was usually limited to one night, and at such times there is usually not enough room for compliments.

But they both decided not to stop there. Mari expressed no objection at the moment when Astrid's hands laid on her back, and then rose higher. It seems that the silver-haired girl was just waiting for this. And when her bra was unbuttoned, she put her hands down, getting rid of this item of clothing. Was it worth saying anything here at all? The long-haired blonde was mesmerized by the large and beautiful breasts of the Japanese woman. But Mari also deserved something, she reminded of this the moment she took the hem of Astrid's T-shirt.

Although they had to break the kiss, she obediently raised her hands so that Mari could undress her, it would not have taken long, because Astrid's T-shirt could hardly be called a full-fledged clothing. However, after a moment, this piece of fabric was thrown aside, revealing her large breasts with bright pink nipples that contrasted with her slightly pale skin. A slight blush appeared on the blonde's cheeks, such moments cannot but be embarrassing.

But her passion and desire for intimacy with a woman like Mari outweighed her embarrassment. Astrid put her hands on her partner's hips and then shifted slightly to the side. She was going to throw her legs on the sofa and lower her upper body, thereby taking a supine position, while Mari was supposed to be right above her, sitting on the lower part of her abdomen. Astrid was going to tense her palms a little playfully, squeezing Mari's thighs, and then lift those palms higher, resting them on the waist of the silver-haired woman.

“Come to me,” Astrid would whisper.

She wanted the Japanese woman to bend down so that their impressive naked breasts could press into each other while their lips came together again. Astrid couldn't believe that what seemed like just a bet would lead to this moment. But she couldn’t deny, she’d rarely had such a good time, even though she knew it unlikely would be the beginning of something bigger.