Chapter 132 – Bobim Royale – Final Match Tournament 3
Watching the argument between Rosetta and Blossom raised the corners of my mouth. I knew that it was bad behavior to start a fight in the eyes of others, but each other? No, after the girl he hated unilaterally touched her cunt and his emotions were relieved. Wouldn’t it be nice to change into something sweet while still remaining fresh? Is it justice? Common sense? That’s it!
It’s not like that? When I looked at Harin with a grateful heart, I made an expression as if I was looking at a strange woman. After all, it was like a sweet and sour love that hadn’t yet reached Harin.
“You. I just thought of something, very annoying.”
“Harin. It’s not like the boss does that for a day or two.”
While Jiyoon pretended to be on my side, she quietly made a harsh noise.
“Jiyoon…! Aren’t you being too soft to get a lot of pocket money these days?”
“…Be patient.”
“Until Jena!”
Harin puffed her cheeks, and she couldn’t hold back her anger and stamped her foot in her place. As Jena hugged her and caressed her hair, the way her puffy cheeks slowly returned to normal was so cute.
After nodding inwardly that the three of them look good together. Fortunately this time, people who had nothing to do with the dungeon were fortunately far away, but I warned them not to let their names get caught and prevent them from returning to human society. On the contrary, Lisa seemed to have already laid down many things in various ways, so I didn’t tell her separately.
I watched the four people resting on the floor while slowly drinking the lemonade made by Sia and Yuna through a straw.
Personally, the match between Blossom and Rosetta starts now! I want them to compete at the very end, so I made a matchup in my head so that Blossom would share their love with Ara and Rosetta with one other person.
If Blossom couldn’t even beat Ara, the final would be Rosetta and Ara’s pure love love-love lesbian sex, and if they beat Ara and made it to the finals, it would be gooey, gooey, and extreme lesbian sex with Rosetta.
There were noticeable muscle tremors, but they drank plenty of water and the girls in the audience had a good time with the losing dropouts, so it was time to provide some spectacle.
“Did you get enough rest? Shall we exchange the mat for a new one before we tell you the bracket?”
The juice-soaked mats that had been placed all over the indoor gym floor by Jena and the others were piled up in the corner, and two clean new mats were placed side by side.
The distance between the mats was only about shoulder width, and it was good to spy on the sex of the next team, and if you are sensitive, you could even feel the heat.
There was a hint of shyness, but the tolerance gained through Bobim Royal made it so that there would be no backlash to the extent of showing sticky lesbian sex to the same woman.
This response was quite encouraging considering the goal of lezcorrupting as many women as possible, considering the achievements obtained in just one day after breaking into this dormitory. She spoke with the back of her hands resting on both sides of her waist, not hiding the corners of her mouth that naturally rose.
“Ara and Blossom. You guys can compete on this mat.”
“Yes. Teacher.”
Because Blossom nodded with an innocent face, he slightly hinted that Rosetta and Ara seemed to have a relationship like that. Then, Blossom, whose eyes changed from her eyes, opened her eyes wide and looked over her body, wondering how to take care of Ara.
“…All right.”
Ara, who raised her alertness after seeing that Blossom suddenly gave up her will, paused for a moment before replying. On the opposite mat, a girl who seemed like a friend to Rosetta and Ara was designated. Unlike before, when we gave them time to warm up, Rosetta and Ara leaned slightly and whispered.
“Senior Ara. Be sure to win and come up.”
“Do not worry about it. Don’t be careless.”
“Yes.”
As she warmed up, Blossom glared at Ara as she stood in front of her own, away from her Rosetta.
“You are quite relaxed. She also has time to flirt with her. Seniors.”
“It is a handicap. Junior. Are you okay? Are you prepared to be eliminated before you even run into the opponent you’re aiming for? It hurts her heart if she even cries.”
“Don’t worry. Unfortunately, Mr. Who left her tears in the restaurant.”
As the thrilling verbal fight ensued where not a single word was lost, the audience, soaked in sweat and love juice, forgot that they were tired and concentrated on swallowing her saliva.
Blossom, who painstakingly loosened her muscles, every knuckle of her fingers, looked at me as if she was ready.
“Teacher. You can do it anytime.”
Looking at her Ara, it seemed that she, too, had just entered the final stages of her warm-up. After stimulating the part of the joint that she doesn’t normally use well, she met her gaze.
“Then, start.”
As long as it is not a fight that is fought using weapons. Just because the start of the game was declared, it didn’t mean that someone rushed first. Instead, Blossom and Ara straightened her back and calmly walked forward, one step at a time.
Blossom, who was slightly shorter than Ara, raised her gaze little by little, and her lustfully swollen breasts met with the sound of flesh clashing.
“…Tch.”
“Heh.”
Ara, triumphant at the size of her breasts against her butt, her relaxed smile, her Blossom frowned at her, so she moved a little closer. Then he hugged her around the waist as if her lover had met her at the meeting place. Then her breasts began to tighten and her pretty shape began to be crushed.
“Her breasts aren’t all about size. It’s elastic. Elasticity.”
“You don’t know what, junior. She likes things that are so big that her breasts stick out between her fingers even when she holds them tight.”
“Is it your lips talking about that far-fetched theory?”
As Blossom lifted her slightly, Ara slightly lowered her head and kissed her lips. Then, as her counterpart does, he hugged her around the waist and stuck out her red tongue.
Blossom did not resist Ara’s tongue patting her lips. If she would rather come in, she seemed to ask me to come in. She opened her lips as if accepting the fight.
Ara’s slippery, warm, and moist tongue adhered tightly to the tongue of her blossom that greeted her. They squinted at each other as they pressed her breasts against each other. It was not a lover, but it was a sticky kiss that a person who didn’t know the situation would think it was an act of affection for a lover.
Because of Blossom’s short stature, naturally, whenever they kissed, her saliva pooled in the corner of her mouth, and she had no choice but to swallow the saliva mixed with Ara’s saliva.
As if she didn’t like that, Blossom shifted her weight a little more forward, causing Ara’s body to bend backwards. At the same time, he firmly supported Ara’s head with one of the arms she was holding.
Although Ara could resist, she obediently followed Blossom as she wanted. Because of that, she swallowed her saliva mixed with Blossom’s saliva, but didn’t lose her smile, as if it was her senior’s composure.
She felt like she wanted to get rid of that slack as she slowly lowered her body with her tongue still attached. Because of her posture, the moment her ass touched her mat first. She shifted her weight further forward and laid her back on her mat.
Then, as if covering her with a blanket, she climbed Ara’s body and put her arm between her armpits and pressed her upper body tightly against her. Ara, who had no choice but to unilaterally drink her Blossom’s saliva in order to breathe, grabbed her Blossom by the back of her head with her arms, as if telling her to do it if she wanted to.
The tongue that was visible between the lips completely overlapped the lips and there was no gap, so I couldn’t see what the situation was. However, the increasingly rough breathing of the two people and the movement of the upper body as if trying to rub their chests let them know that they were excited.
She saw a moment when Ara, who had been dealing with her leisurely, stopped for a moment. Movement of the lips. When I guessed from the slug-like tongue of the two people I’ve seen so far. It seemed that Blossom ran his tongue over the root of Ara’s tongue.
When Blossom found her sensitive spot and actively tried to attack her weak spot, Ara released her hand that was holding the back of her head and quickly unhooked Blossom’s bra from her hook. The bra snapped open, squeezing her breasts, which were barely holding their shape, under pressure.
Ara, with one hand, kneaded her blossom’s ass while holding her fully exposed breasts with her other hand, wrapping her arms around her as if hugging her upper body, holding her breasts as if they were hers. It was as if caught from behind.
Even in the midst of that, her lips did not come off, and the fierce tongue movements continued without concession. She tried to distract Ara by gently running her finger down her armpit or stroking her lower belly, as if Blossom couldn’t be beaten one-sidedly.
The kiss between Ara and her Blossom continued for a long time until both stared at each other with eyes completely consumed by sexual desire.
