冷静系レズバトル強者が自分と戦って籠絡し合う話-EN #2

...Maybe this is really me. That's impossible... No, it must be true. Conflicting thoughts collided in her mind, causing confusion. REI thought so hard she felt sick. Even so, her fingers remembered how to move. They continued to stimulate the fake REI accurately, and REI herself was also stimulated, until the final, decisive stimulus... She pressed her thumb firmly against her clitoris and began to rub it quickly. REI: “Ahh, ahh! ... Nn, ahhhhh!” That stimulation was the same as always, leading to REI's climax. Even the moment of climax was completely simultaneous, and REI and the other woman pulled their fingers out of each other's labia at the same time. Their fingers were thoroughly soaked in each other's love juices, leaving a trail behind them. REI: “Haa... What is this...” They murmured to each other while catching their breath, then locked eyes. At least, among the women she had been with recently, this was undoubtedly the most satisfying encounter. After all, it was a fair fight, a draw. REI suddenly realized something. This opponent... If she were to fight this person with everything she had, a battle where she gave it her all, could she keep up? Even a brutal rape with no mercy, something she had never done before, she could do without hesitation if it was against this opponent. Perhaps this opponent was the best opponent she had ever had? REI's emotionless eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth turned up ever so slightly. The two REI's, who had obtained the prey of themselves being hunted and raped, smiled cruelly in unison. A fine prey. Worth hunting. REI licked her lips in her mind, but almost immediately realized her mistake. REI: “Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!” REI's wet, suppressed moans echoed through the room. This was the bathroom of her home. There, the two of them were engaged in a game of clam shelling, trying to suppress their moans. Here, they could enjoy their play with some degree of privacy. On that day, REI decided to return home, but the other REI also followed the same path and arrived at the same house. Despite a vague sense of unease, her mother welcomed both of them as if it were natural. As if REI had always been two people. Since then, the lives of the two REI began. The one good thing was that they could always fight a strong opponent. For example, if they suppressed their voices, they could fight like this in the bathroom at home. REI “Ugh, ugh, ugh...!” Her body trembled violently. REI clung tightly to REI, expressing her small climax. And at the same time, she was also tightly embraced by REI. Since they were in the bathroom, both were completely naked. The smooth bodies of the two tightly intertwined, providing additional stimulation to the two who had already reached orgasm and were now highly sensitive. Viscous love fluid flowed from the labia, mixing together and staining the bathroom floor. Since that day, roughly a week had passed, and they had repeated the lesbian battle several times. There were moments when one REI was dominant and moments when the other was at a disadvantage, but no matter what, the orgasms always occurred simultaneously. REI “Again, at the same time... What's going on?” REI “That's my line. Why can't I win?” REI “I don't think you can win. If anyone wins, it'll be me.” REI “...... That's not even a funny joke.” After exchanging sharp words, the two cleaned themselves and left the bathroom. It was the 28th night of 28 draws. The prolonged series of draws had caused the desire to humiliate the loser mercilessly if they won to grow chaotically within both REI. If I win, I'll enslave that person and make them serve me. I'll fuck them whenever I feel like it and watch them writhe in agony. I'll eliminate the fake who resembles me but can't match me. If I win. If only they could win... REI was naturally serious, calm, and passionate about things that interested her. This nature had made her an academic top performer at school and also an unbeatable force in lesbian battles. However, no matter how much she studied her opponent, she couldn't win. It seemed the opponent had studied her just as much, making it impossible to outsmart her. The tactics she had come up with, twisting and turning to find a way to attack, were immediately copied and used against her, rendering them obsolete in an instant. It was so frustrating that she felt like giving up and abandoning the fight. However, if she stopped researching, she might lose. It was that fear that kept REI from giving up. REI's mind was filled with thoughts of REI. And probably the other side was the same. What on earth was this situation? Well, I guess it's not so bad that my mind is filled with thoughts of REI. A month had passed since that day. REI's life had completely changed. After school, the two of them sneak into empty special classrooms, resource rooms, or storage rooms. Today, they’ve chosen the social studies resource room as their “spot.” After locking the door, they open the front of their uniforms, their blazers. The H-cup breasts wrapped in the blouse are impressive. She undoes a few buttons on the front of the blouse and pulls out her bra through the gap. The act was unbearably erotic, exciting both herself and her partner. They tangled the removed bras together and dropped them to the floor, then began to massage each other's breasts through their blouses. REI “……Huff, uhn……!!” The tightly stretched blouse and soft breasts created a unique sensation that was addictive. When she massaged them from below, lifting them up, she felt a tingling sensation of pleasure rising from the depths of her chest. Feeling that the other person was also experiencing that sensation, REI moved on to the next attack. She squeezed the other person's breasts as if to squeeze them out, then focused on the tips... the hardened nipples faintly visible through the blouse, and scratched them with her index finger. Quickly, sometimes slowly, she stimulated the nipples, and REI's body was surprisingly easily overcome by pleasure. REI: “Oh...! Uh...!” An unexpected sound escaped from REI's usually cool mouth. She tries to suppress the high-pitched moans, but they end up sounding less than beautiful, instead revealing her raw, animalistic desires. REI had grown to love the dirty moans she was making. It felt like she was peeling away the mask of the cool woman she usually pretended to be, exposing her true self. Moreover, her stimulation seemed precise.Being able to make her moan however she wanted, it was no wonder she became obsessed with this method of torment. It seemed as though REI was the one tormenting her, but that impression was merely a reflection. The other REI also enjoyed this method of torment, being able to make her moan however she wanted with her own hands. In the end, both of them loved the act of tormenting each other's nipples simultaneously. They scratch their nipples simultaneously, occasionally pinching them lightly for added spice. The rough texture of the blouse also contributes to REI's pleasure. REI and REI are completely lost in each other's nipple torture. REI: “Ahh... Come... Come... Uhnn...” REI's face itself was conveying that she was at her limit. Her gaze was already wandering aimlessly, unable to focus, and a slightly longer tongue was hanging from her mouth. They were pressing their foreheads together, somehow maintaining their balance, but even that was becoming unstable. Their bodies were pressed so tightly together that their long legs were intertwined, swaying slightly and rubbing against each other's skin. The sight of the two pairs of identical white legs intertwined is enough to send waves of pleasure coursing through the body. Despite the pleasure, the main battlefield remains their breasts and nipples. The two decide to deliver the final blow simultaneously. They grip each other's nipples tightly. REI "Ugh, ugh, ugh!!!!" Their eyes rolled back as far as they could, almost turning white. They clenched their teeth as hard as they could, but their cries were clearly signs of climax. Milk slowly seeped from their nipples, soaking their blouses. Sweet pleasure raged through their breasts and upper bodies, causing them to jump up and down. REI: “Fuuu... Fuuu... Fuuu... That nipple orgasm looks so good. ... I don't want to hear that from you.” Once she had reached climax and regained some composure, she spoke provocatively to her partner. However, they ended up saying it at the same time, both experiencing the same humiliation. REI: “Not only did you make your nipples cum, but you also made your breast milk overflow.” REI: “You did too. It smells so much like breast milk.” REI: “I don't want to hear that from someone who's still leaking breast milk.” Exchanging glances that can hardly be called friendly, both of them look down at each other's chests. A stain is slowly spreading on the blouse.Pressing the damp peaks of their blouses together and shaking them side to side, the sensitive nipples, still tingling from the recent climax, are hit with another wave of stimulation. They savor the shivering pleasure, thinking how wonderful it would be to just drift off in the afterglow, but they can't stay at school forever. They loosen their blouses slightly and pick up the tangled bra that has fallen to the ground. She couldn't tell which was which. They were the same brand, same color and size, bought around the same time and worn just as much, so there was no way to tell them apart. REI casually puts it on. She's not instantly able to tell which is which... Both of them had given up trying to figure out which clothes belonged to whom. Of course, right after REI arrived, they had tried to distinguish each other’s clothes, but they soon realized it was impossible. Now, their clothes were completely mixed up, and they had long since given up caring about such trivial matters as which clothes belonged to whom. The two of them leave the school gate together, but a thought crosses REI’s mind. Will she be able to return home with self-restraint? She doubted whether she could return home calmly while glancing sideways at the smug face of this irritating person. Yes, at that time, REI understood her feelings toward each other as “annoying” or “irritating.” In the end, it turned out to be a different emotion, but the two of them were still unaware of that at the time. In the end, on the way home, the two of them, who had been pressed tightly against each other on the train, glaring at each other with heavy breathing, somehow managed to make it to the entrance of their home. As soon as the door closed, they both lifted their skirts and began to stroke each other's labia through their panties. REI: “What are you staring at...?” REI: “You're the one staring...!”