Alicia woke to the loud buzzing of her alarm clock on a clear crisp autumn morning. Slowly pulling herself out of a deep sleep, she sat up stretching her arms high above her head. Glancing over at the alarm clock on her dresser wishing she could just smash the annoying device to pieces and go back to sleep. Rising to her feet, she stumbled across the room smacking the top of the clock open handed. Taking a hold of it she fumbled around finally finding the off switch sending the room into silence. After being late for school on several occasions, Alicia finally got smart and placed the alarm clock across the room to keep from repeatedly hitting the snooze button.

Half asleep, making her way to her bathroom, she pulled off her thin lacy nightie before stepping into a hot shower. She proceeded to soap and lather up her golden tan body that was slowly losing its color due to the approaching winter months. Rich, dark thighs slowly fading back into their original smooth, light-creamy shade. Tan lines around her firm luscious 36C breasts and tight ass now blended together with the surrounding flesh. Alicia was well known for her young gorgeous body by the boys at school, as well as the girls. Her active lifestyle kept her in tip top shape, always involved in one school activity after another. She was very proud of her body and she knew she was one of the hottest girls in school, although she felt the competition. She would always mentally compare her body to the other girls. In the locker room showers and even in the sometimes silent class rooms while she studied.

After thoroughly washing her long thick dark hair she stepped out of the shower and toweled off her hard body. Today was the first game of the season, which meant Alicia would have to put on her cheerleading uniform and wear it throughout the day at school. She always looked forward to these days when she could walk up and down the hallways at school wearing her uniform. She actually made an effort to prance a little while walking in order to make her little skirt flap up and down around her hips.

After completing her daily hair and makeup routine behind the mirror, she proceeded to dress. Red sports bra, red panty briefs, red and purple pleated skirt with matching sweater that carried the large embroidered insignia of the mascot, and the schools initials "J.C." Pulling on a pair of red cotton crew socks, she slipped into her Nike tennis shoes, and rushed out the door on her way to school.

Just another average day for Alicia as she sat through each one of her classes. Nothing really spectacular happening for her other than her looking forward to the football game tonight. Same old gossip and rumors going around, of which she had just about had enough. Who likes who, who did what to whom? Her popularity sometimes got her involved in matters that she wished she had nothing to do with.

After school she met up with several of her friends so they could all drive to the stadium together. Once the game started Alicia took her position in front of the crowd along with the other Cheerleaders and throughout the first half of the game the squad went through their routines trying to keep up the sprit of the crowd even though they were behind 14 points.

It was at half time now and the cheerleaders from the opposing team traveled across the field to show the "J.C" crowd their sprit and vise versa with the "J.C." cheerleaders. When the two squads of cheerleaders where about to pass one another Alicia locked eyes with one of the opposing cheerleaders. From the look on this girls face it appeared she had quit an attitude, especially when she noticed Alicia looking at her.

Now, Alicia was the type of girl that would never let something like this get to her. In fact, she usually challenged situations like this. She decided to give this girl one of the best shit-eating looks she could give. Continuing to glare back at the blonde cheerleader the two passed one another as they walked to opposite sides of the field. Alicia couldn't help but wonder what this bitch's problem was? The thought passed as she went about performing her cheers in front of Wilson High school crowd.

Once their squad was finished with their routine cheers, they started on their way back across the field. The rival cheerleaders were already approaching from the opposite side of the field when Alicia picked out the same blonde bitch from the small group. It was like she had an instant disliking for her. One of those things where you first meet someone and you know right away there's going to be a big personality conflict. But this might have been more than just a personality conflict, as Alicia and her blonde rival approached one another. Taking more notice this time, Alicia was somewhat stunned with a mad rush of jealousy as she took a better look at this girl. She was certainly in the same league as Alicia. Although Alicia would never agree to that.

Closer the two moved across the field until they were once again peering into one another's eyes with their best bitch look on their faces.

"Just what the hell are you looking at?" Shouted the blonde cheerleader.

"I guess a slutty-assed cheerleader who thinks she's hot shit!!!" Said Alicia, just as she passed by the girl.

As the two girls passed, the blonde reached out and latched onto the back of Alicia's hair, practically pulling her to the ground. The was a little bit of a scuffle between the two cheerleading squads. Alicia tried to turn around but couldn't break free from the tight grip that the blonde had on her hair from behind. The blonde's team mates quickly grabbed her and pulled her away from Alicia before too many people noticed. A little bit of verbal squabble resulted between the two squads before they turned and walked apart.

After arriving in front of their home crowd, Alicia couldn't help but be pissed off at this girl's blatant actions. So angry was she that it was preventing her from performing. She couldn't figure out what might have caused this girl to react the way she did? The only thing running through Alicia's mind was that the bitch was jealous of her good looks. Being the best looking cheerleader on the squad had a lot of the girls flaring with jealousy. "If the bitch thinks she is so much better, then just let her prove it!" she thought.

Thoughts like this kept crossing Alicia's mind until she was unable to think about anything else but kicking the shit out of the bitch. Through all her anger she noticed a moist warm convulsing urge growing between her legs. The more she thought of standing over this bitch in defeat the stronger the urge became. Continually glancing across the field, she would occasionally catch a glimpse of the blonde looking back over in her direction. The wetness grew between her legs every time she and the blonde caught one another looking.

During the rest of the game, Alicia tried to concentrate on her cheering but was finding it difficult. At the end of the game the "J.C." football team lost 7 to 28. After the game Alicia decided to take up an offer from one of her old college boy friends who had been there watching the game. She figured it would cheer her up a little and take her mind off the blonde cheerleader bitch. So after the game the two headed off for a wild party up in the ritzy part of town.

When the two arrived at the party the first thing Alicia noticed was the enormous size of the house. They entered the front door and with so many people there, the two had to make their way through the crowd until they ran into a small group of their friends that invited them to have a seat. Not long after their arrival, Alicia's ex-boyfriend joined up with a few of his buddies and went off into another part of the house, leaving Alicia sitting there with a few friends that she rarely conversed with.

As she tried to hold up casual conversation, her mind was still thinking about what the blonde cheerleader had done to her. She wanted revenge badly and she kept picturing herself smearing her foot into that bitch's face. Her thoughts took her back to the few fights she had been in. One in particular kept crossing her mind. A few years back she and another cheerleader had a disagreement on one of the new cheers they were rehearsing. They met up in the girls locker room after practice and ended up with their hands buried deeply in each others hair until one of the teachers came in and broke them apart. Alicia could remember locking eyes with the other girls and the feel of her body as it pressed into her own. Alicia's mind popped back to the party when she felt her panties dampening from remembering the fight. The force she was putting on the girl at the time gave her an unexplainable urge to control.

Just then Alicia caught a glimpse of a pair of bare legs wearing Reebok tennis shoes and blue socks through the crowded room. Her thoughts immediately went back to thinking about the blonde cheerleader. Peering from side to side through the crowd she swore she saw the flash of a blue and yellow skirt. Quickly standing up on her chair she looked and spotted a yellow sweater traveling through the large horde of people.

Jumping off the chair she wedged herself through the crowd making her way to the other side of the room. Looking around from side to side, front to back, but with no avail. Alicia wasn't sure what she saw but it was enough to make her heart beat a fast steady pace. Since she was up she decided to check the rest of the house. Not only to look for what she thought might be the blonde, but to take a nice tour of the house which could easily be called a mansion.

She moved through a long hallway and explored each and every room, admiring the size and the expense of such a large house with all the fine furnishings. Moving back to the main room where the party continued, she noticed a wide semi-spiral staircase leading up to the second floor. Venturing a little further she made her way up to the second floor which displayed several large beds. Opening a variety of doors and taking a peek into each and every room she came across what appeared to be the master bedroom. She entered the large room, taking notice of the oversized king size bed centered in the middle of the room. As she admired the rest of the furnishings, she was suddenly startled by a girls voice coming from behind her.

"Well, I guess that was you I spotted climbing up the stairs?" The voice said in a soft but firm tone.

Alicia quickly turned and at that instant her panties were filled with a flood of wetness as she came face to face with the blonde cheerleader. "So what the hell are you doing, trying to follow me or something?" Alicia said as she felt an enormous rush of excitement and anger.

"I was just about to ask you the same thing." Replied the blonde walking in a little closer.

"So just what the hell is your problem?" asked Alicia. She gave the blonde's body a close examination, checking out what she was up against.

"You're my fucking problem. You and that bitch-look you gave me at the game!" The blonde shouted out.

"You're the one with the cunt-eating-look you bitch!" Alicia shot back. She knew at this point she wanted to fight and was not about to back down.

Some comparisons were going on in her mind. They were both the same height and appeared to be about the same build and same measurements. Alicia even made a quick comparison of the cheerleading uniforms they were wearing. Hers, of course, red and purple. The blonde was wearing practically an identical uniform, but colored blue and yellow.

"I think someone needs to slap that bitch-look off your face." Threatened the blonde as she stepped in closer to Alicia, putting them only a few feet apart. She had her hands on her hips and was thrusting her chest out through the tight sweater she wore. An angry piercing look on her face.

Alicia was in a similar stance as she glared back at the blonde. "I suppose you think that someone might be yourself?" Replied Alicia stepping forward and getting right into the blondes face.

There was a slight moment of silence as the two cheerleaders stood face to face, just waiting for one to make the first move. It was the blonde that quickly brought her hand across Alicia's face. The sound of the slap filled the room and gave Alicia a stinging sensation across the side of her cheek. Retaliating, she swung both arms repeatedly at the blonde, striking her again and again. The blonde stood her ground and swung back several times. A wailing fury of arms, open hands, and fists swinging as the two girls rapidly traded slaps and punches across each other's face and body.

Light, but painful, scratches appeared across each other's face and the occasional fist into soft breast caused an unpleasant sensation.

The blonde pressed forward and grabbed the front of Alicia's sweater with both hands. Stepping back she went to swing Alicia off to the side. Alicia reacted just in time and latched onto the front of the blonde's sweater and, while trying to keep up the momentum, swung the blonde around. The two had such tight grips on each other's sweater that every attempt to swing the other off, did nothing more than stretch out both sweaters, practically doubling their size.

With one hand still gripping the front of the sweater, Alicia reached up and buried her hand deep in the blonde's hair. Not about to take the pain without inflicting some of her own, the blonde latched onto Alicia's hair. Yanking and pulling the two stumbled across the room. Alicia released her grip on the sweater and reached around the blonde's back grabbing a handful of her long thick hair from behind. While the two swung around, the blonde released her grip on the sweater and latched onto Alicia's hair from behind. This brought them closer together with their heads being jerked back taut.

After few minutes of this hair pulling struggle, the blonde started using her arm behind Alicia to put the squeeze on her. Alicia now felt her body pressing against the blondes. Taking on a new strategy, the blonde released the grips on Alicia's hair and wrapped both arms around her squeezing with all her strength. Alicia felt the air quickly escaping from her lungs. She knew she had to react fast and the only thing she was able to do was to wrap her arms around the blonde and force her body to fight the blonde's.

Tightly squeezing one another in this dueling bear hug, they locked eyes with grimaces on their faces. Cheerleader to Cheerleader. Eye brows twisted inward as the two stumbled around grunting and groaning in each other's arms. Alicia could feel the blonde's firm breasts mashing against her own. It almost felt like the blonde's breasts were winning by smashing hers flat. She started to worry as the tight, firm body she was up against, began to feel like it was crushing her own body.

"I'm winning bitch, give it up!" the blonde said in a windless voice.

"Bullshit, I'm going to crush you." Replied Alicia, the words barely escaping her breathless lungs.

The two stumbled falling on the edge of the bed then bouncing off to the floor. Alicia landed on her back with the blonde on top of her. The impact practically knocked the wind out of her and surprised the blonde causing the two to fall apart. Quickly jumping to their feet they came together locking hands above their heads in a test of strength. Pushing against one another, their hands rose higher above their heads bringing them face to face once again. Nose to nose the two snarled and grunted in each other's face with their eyes locked in an evil glare.

The blonde got her right leg around Alicia and pushed forward sending her falling to the floor, landing on her ass. The front of her skirt flew up exposing her soaking wet red panties. This immediately caught the blonde's eye.

Standing above Alicia, she reached down and dug her claws into the wet panties, pulling and yanking in an attempt to rip them apart. Alicia had her legs between the blonde's feet. She quickly reacted by spreading her legs out, knocking the blonde's feet out from under her. She fell to her ass practically landing right in Alicia's lap giving her a perfect view of the wet blue panties she was wearing. The blonde still had a firm grip on Alicia's briefs when Alicia reached through her arms taking hold of her rival's briefs. The two pulled and tugged in a tangle of arms and legs until the blonde finally ripped the red panties free from around Alicia's waist.

Kicking and slapping herself away from Alicia, the blonde managed to pull away then quickly rose to her feet. Standing above Alicia with her panties down to her knees, she let them drop to the floor kicking them off to the side. Glaring down at Alicia, she proceeded to pull off her own stretched out cheerleading sweater to free herself up for more fighting. Seeing this, Alicia quickly jumped to her feet and removed her sweater. She was not about to have this loose article of clothing restricting her movements either.

Looking over, she saw the blonde wearing a blue sports bra that was comparable to her red bra.

The two circled one another and came together, immediately latching onto each other's bra. While slinging one another back and forth the blonde's bra was ripped from her body. Alicia was so excited over her first victory she threw her arms out and clawed into the blonde's breasts. The blonde howled in pain and went wild, pulling and twisting at Alicia's bra until it finally ripped apart. Retaliating, she drove her daggers into Alicia's soft tit flesh inflicting an enormous amount of pain through her chest.

Wearing nothing but skirts and tennis shoes, the two wildly attacked each other's breasts. Screaming and squealing the two had vice grips locked onto one another, as tit flesh grew to an angry red. Both girls started ramming their knees into each other's crotch. They became tangled and fell to the floor briefly separating. Alicia went to react but the blonde was just a little bit faster. She quickly jumped on top of Alicia, pinning her on her back. Alicia was slapping and punching with both hands as the blonde struggled to keep her position. She latched onto Alicia's hair with one hand while reaching down with the other. Taking a series of blows and slaps, she managed to take hold of both the hems of their skirts in one hand. While lifting the two skirts up she tangled her legs with Alicia's, locking them together. Alicia started bucking in an attempt to throw the blonde off her.

Their eyes locked just before a downward thrust from the blonde was met by an upward thrust from Alicia. Two wet pussies smacked together. Alicia's eyes widened in surprise when she felt the blonde's hot, juicy sponge press into hers. An even more overwhelming feeling of hate for the blonde came over her as she buried her hands deep into her rivals hair.

"Oh, you bitch!" The words escaped Alicia as she glared deep into the blonde's eyes.

With hands locked in each other's hair, the two proceeded to pump into one another. The blonde holding her upper body up just high enough so their hard nipples could duel. Legs entwined tightly from ankle to thigh as they maneuvered their sticky cunts together, bringing two hot clits in contact with one another. Alicia could feel the blonde's clit throbbing against her. Controlling her. Feeling the pulse from her own slick clit pounding back against the blonde. Through their pulsating clits and deeply locked eyes, Alicia could feel the blonde taking over. Taking them both to a simultaneous orgasm.

Hair was clutched tightly as the blonde took them both through an angry sexual release. Explosions erupted between Alicia's legs with the blonde driving them both over the edge. Every bit of sexual hate was slowly released between the two cheerleaders. The blonde collapsed on top of Alicia.

"It's over bitch! I guess we know now who's best?" Said the blonde as she pulled her dripping cunt away from Alicia's.

Being more spent than ever, Alicia could barely muster the words. "Fuck you, bitch!"

The blonde pulled off Alicia and stood putting on her loose fitting sweater. Looking around she found her blue ripped panties next to Alicia's red ones.

"I'll be taking these as my little trophy." Said the blonde as she gathered both pairs.

Alicia just laid there in disbelief at what the girl had just done to her. Once the blonde had left it took Alicia several minutes to recover. Pulling her cheerleading sweater over her aching breasts, she made her way out of the party house with a long walk home ahead of her.

The days passed with Alicia having nothing on her mind but the fight she had with the blonde. The way it ended left Alicia with an angry, hostile feeling of wanting more from the bitch. She found out through some friends that the blonde's name was Chelsea, and that she wasn't very well liked by the girls at her school because of her attitude.

Over time she began to direct those raging thoughts of the blonde towards the other girls. Seeking out conflicts with certain girls that challenged her physically. She knew to stay away from the tall strong Amazon women. This became more of a mission to keep herself in a class of her own. Any girl that she thought threatened her territory she would challenge her by becoming bitchy and catty. A couple of girls in her school fell into this category, but when Alicia tried to start something with them, they quickly yielded to her threats.

Graduating from school, Alicia planned on attending her first year of college in the fall. She spent the hot summer before college working out her body by lifting weights and doing some aerobics. She also spent a lot of time hanging around the pool at home, with thoughts of fighting other girls not far from her mind.

During her summer break, the only time Alicia came close to having it out with another girl was at a convenience store while stopping for gas. She entered the store wearing a pair of cut-off shorts, high-top tennis shoes, and a half-shirt that made her breasts look very large. She spotted a brunette standing in the candy aisle and what bothered her was that the girl was dressed almost identical. Cut-off shorts, high-top tennis shoes, and half-shirt. While Alicia was standing in line at the counter, the girl came up from behind. Alicia glanced back and noticed this girl sizing her up. Suddenly, she felt something bump into her back. Looking back again, a very large set of breasts were thrust out close behind her. The two locked mad eyes before the man behind the counter interrupted.

Paying for her gas she asked the attendant for the key to the ladies room. Walking outside and around the corner of the store she fumbled with the key trying to open the door to the restroom. Once open she stepped inside and just as the door was about to close it was pushed open. The brunette that was in the store pushed her way in.

"Just what the hell do you think your doing?" Shouted out Alicia.

"Look, I'm late for an appointment that I can't miss, so if you don't mind." Explained the brunette with a catty tone.

"I do mind bitch, so get the hell out of here." Alicia shot out at her with threat.

"Just who the fuck are you calling bitch you slut?" Yelled the brunette and she lunged forward and latched onto Alicia's hair with both hands. Before Alicia could react the brunette had her pushed against the stall in the small restroom. Alicia brought her hands up and retaliated by grabbing two handfuls of the brunettes hair.

Still pinned against the stall, Alicia tried pushing back but the only result was two sets of firm breasts merging together. Alicia could tell this girl's breasts were not much larger than her own as she felt her breasts being smashed tightly against the brunette's. Finally, she was able to get her right foot behind the girl's left ankle and she pulled causing the brunette to lose her leverage. Pushing forward, she managed to free herself from this standing pin. The two then became locked together when the brunette wrapped her right ankle around Alicia's left. Standing in the center of the small restroom the two pressed together and pulled hair.

Suddenly, there was a loud pounding on the door and an older woman's voice yelling for the restroom. Somewhat startled, the two released their grips and separated.

"You got lucky bitch!!!" whispered out the brunette as she went for the door. Alicia was stunned at what had just happened. She watched the girl walk out not really knowing what her next move should be. As the old woman blabbed on about having her turn in the restroom, Alicia walked out only to see that the brunette had already gotten in her car and was driving away.

For several days Alicia walked around with wet panties just thinking about the bitch at the convenience store. She was learning more about the physical confrontations that can take place between two women. How a nice looking couple can walk into a room, the man will look at the woman, but a woman will almost ignore the man and look at the women with even more careful examination then any man. She studies her clothes , her shoes, hair, makeup, and especially her over-all physical appearance. Learning how two women can become bitchy and catty with one another when this physical appearance is close in comparison. When two equally beautiful women are in the same room the tension is high. The two will constantly be studying each other and even engage themselves in secret competition by flashing and thrusting their assets at one another. The more equal in comparison the more tension between the two.

Alicia realized she had these thoughts about battling other women more than most girls her age. She tried to tie these thoughts back to the earliest time she could. For her it seemed to all start around the time she and this other girl, named Kathy, got into a small argument about who was better at kissing. Alicia didn't care to much for Kathy and when she started bragging about kissing with tongues, Alicia wanted nothing more then to show her up.

The two ended up meeting after school and having what they called a secret French-kiss fight with one another. It lasted for what seemed like hours before Kathy finally gave in. Alicia remembered her mouth was sore for days from being glued to Kathy's for so long. Alicia tried to put these thoughts of battling other women behind her and start focusing more on attending college.

Within the first couple of weeks at college, Alicia had settled in quite quickly. Getting the daily routines down with attending her classes and making sure to keep in shape with her exercises. She enjoyed having her own room in the dormitory on campus. It gave her the peace and quiet she needed for studying and she didn't have to worry about offending anybody strutting around the room naked if she pleased.

Some time went by before Alicia spotted the girl staying in the room across the hall from her. Several times she would only catch quick flashes of the blonde girl before finally coming face to face with her one day when leaving her room on the way to class. The two froze for a moment giving each other the once over before turning to walk separate ways. Quickly they glanced over their shoulders several times as they walked down the long hallway.

Alicia's thoughts immediately turned on the familiar tensions within her. Trying to keep her mind on her studies was now becoming difficult for her. Especially running into this girl just about every day now for some reason.

The two knew there was rivalry between them when they started giving each other bitchy looks when they ran into one another in the hallway. Every time she heard the opening and closing of the door across the hall she would try to sneak a peek into the hallway trying to catch a glimpse of what she was up against. It wasn't until the two ended up in the shower room together that things started to heat up.

Alicia was caught by surprise once again. She liked to take her showers alone when the shower room was empty and with no one around. She was shocked when she pulled her face out from the hot spray to see the blonde standing under the shower that was right next to hers. An evil glare of intrusion came over Alicia's face.

"What the hell are you looking at?" Shot out the blonde with a look that matched Alicia's.

"Nothing, as far as I can tell." Said Alicia with a catty tone.

At this point Alicia continued her shower, but now with a little conceited effort in an attempt to make the blonde envious. Rubbing her hands slowly and smoothly up and down her firm body, soaping every square inch thoroughly. Hoping the blonde was capturing and taking in her every move. Turning to look, Alicia was caught with the girl facing her and a fully soaped body that was glistening in the hot shower lights. She was not about to be taken by surprise again. She confronted her face to face and copied the blonde's efforts. Both were rubbing their hands back and forth across their breasts while their eyes locked in a bitchy glare. Round and round their hands traveled across firm tits occasionally stopping to pinch the hard protruding nipples. Both shifting the weight of their bodies back and forth while thrusting their breasts from side to side in some kind of feminine comparison.

To be continued?