- Part 8
Christina and Liz fucked each other slowly but with increasing
intensity, low, animalistic groans barely escaping their
locked mouths. They pumped for a solid five minutes before
both girls’ knees began getting shaky, their bodies swaying
like skyscrapers. Kathi thought they might fall headlong but
eventually Liz’s knees gave way and she began to sink to
the carpet with Christina weighing down on her. She groaned under
the force of the other girl but Kathi could see her hips
still sawing away at Christina’s crotch. Christina finally joined her
on her knees on the carpet; both girls strong thighs were
spread wide, and Liz’s firm ass was spread wide in front
of Kathi. Their mouths were still struggling against each
other and Christina’s dark hair was crowning both girls as she
bore down on Liz. In a final, desperate move Liz twisted
her upper body against Christina’s, grinding her boobs against
the other girl until Christina groaned and faltered; there was a
violent skirmish of limbs and then Christina went back spread
eagled with Liz on top of her. Liz’s legs split widely
as she tried to maintain her dominating hold and now Kathi
could see the auburn-haired girl’s slick vagina completely
displayed to her with Christina’s beneath it, pressed tightly
against it vulva to vulva. And between both girls’ firm sex
lips she could see the thick tongues of their clits twisted
against each other length to length. She had wondered what
each secret flex of the girls’ pelvises had meant and now
she saw that with each thrust the duelists were directing
their clitorises into direct, intimate contact, their long,
slick shafts measuring themselves against their
counterparts. She could see the girls quiver and tremble
with every intimate clit to clit lick and her imagination
blazed with the thought of what sensations these two dueling
sex horns were producing.
Christina finally flipped Liz over onto her back and furiously
mounted her, her tanned buttocks quivering and clenching
with female power as she drove her revenge into her female
enemy, her own swollen clit now harassing Liz’s, licking
and shoving against it while high-pitched moans erupted out
of the auburn-haired girl. It took Christina four minutes of
thrusting but eventually Liz cried out and her body shook
with violent convulsions. Her reddened clit seemed to
shrink, retreating into the folds of her abraded labia, and
Christina’s buns expertly directed her large clit in pursuit as
they penetrated a full inch of her rival’s vagina, then sled
down the full, slick length of her labia, seeming to explore
every fold and hidden valley for several minutes until
too shook with her own triumphant orgasm. She continued to
grind at Liz for several more minutes then finally raised
herself on her arms, doing a little pushup over Liz’s
prostrate form and smacking her wet breasts a few times down
on Liz’s defeated bosom. She leaned down and landed a
spiteful little bite near each erect nipple of Liz’s and
then sucked a mouthful of the other girl’s nipple and tit
into her mouth and feasted on it, eyeing Liz
contemptuously as she sucked her. Then she let the breast go
with a popping noise and sank back on her haunches, eyeing
her defeated rival sullenly.
“You wanted me to suck your tits, now I’ve sucked them,”
Christina said lowly, her voice thick with exhausted
satisfaction. She reached out and pinched one of Liz’s
sagging nipples sadistically and Liz flinched away,
rolling into a protective ball.
“Don’t think this is over, honey,” Liz said raggedly.
“You just call me whenever you want another tussle,”
said. She looked back as if suddenly remembering the other
four girls. “Like that show?” she asked.
“Get out,” Judy said suddenly. “All of you better leave.”
Christina looked briefly annoyed but then stood, cracking her
“Fine,” she said. Rachel and Debbie looked shell-shocked but
after a moment they began searching for their clothes.
dressed quickly and was out the door before any of them.
Rachel and Debbie followed a few minutes later, and by then
Liz had sat up herself. Kathi glanced at her as she
gathered her own clothes up; she had never seen the stuck up
Liz ever look like this before. She looked infuriated, but
also soundly defeated and utterly humiliated by the combat.
Her body bore all the marks that Christina’s strangely identical
body had inflicted on it, right down to the bite marks
around her reddened, worn nipples. Her eyes glistened with
tears but Kathi could tell she was not about to have a
breakdown in front of them. She finally stood, unsteadily at
first, then with increasing temper as she snatched up her
clothes, shrugged into them, and stomped out the door.
Kathi looked uncertainly at Judy as she dressed but the
redhead seemed oblivious to anyone else around her. She
thought about putting her bikini top back on but her
throbbing breasts rebelled at the very thought. Instead she
stuffed the top into her purse and shrugged into the cotton
top she’d arrived in. Even the soft feel of that familiar
material was like sandpaper against her nipples. She
shivered as she began to head toward the door. Her mind was
still trying to wrap itself around what had transpired over
the past few hours. She didn’t know whether she’d seen some
twisted version of her inner thoughts or a vision of her own
sordid future, but she knew somehow that nothing would ever
be the same from now on.
As she pulled the large oaken door of Judy’s house open and
stepped out into the cool autumn air she suddenly felt
fingers clamp down on her wrist. She spun to stare into
Judy’s face. The other girl studied her in silence for a
moment. “Where are you going?” she demanded.
“You—you said we should leave,” Kathi said. Judy stared at
her for a moment, still seemingly in another world, then
said “Them. Not you.”
She shut the door behind Kathi and the two girls stood in
silence for a moment. Judy twisted the deadbolt, sealing it
with a loud click that echoed in the now empty house. The
hair on the back of Kathi’s neck raised at the sound as she
realized that for the first time she and Judy were totally
alone. Even out behind the gym there was room to run and
escape. Now she was trapped here with the girl who had
become her most intense rival. After the shock of seeing
Judy topless there was almost something incongruous about
seeing the redhead stand in the light robe she’d donned
while escorting the other girls out of the house. Kathi’s
heart fluttered and she kept a wide-legged stance, wondering
what Judy planned to do now.
Judy stared back at her, her eyes flicking up and down Kathi’s body even though not much was revealed by the
blonde’s attire now. She seemed to be measuring Kathi more
as a person than as a rival body. When she spoke her voice
was hoarse and uncertain.
“Do you think we should fight like that?” she asked. Kathi’s
mind reeled at the violence and emotional intensity of the
encounter they’d just witnessed. All the dirty things Liz
and Christina had snarled to each other suddenly flooded back
into her ears. Even in her few, secret phone conversations
with Judy she had never used language that filthy, yet
somewhere deep inside her she knew there was enough emotion
welling between her and Judy that there might be currents
of hate running between them that were just as black and
scalding as the ones that ran between Liz and Christina.
“Do you want to fight like that?” Kathi said, turning the
question back on the redhead. There were no witnesses and
nothing to hide now, yet Kathi still felt unwilling to open
herself up completely to her rival.
Judy stepped forward impatiently until their noses were
only an inch or so apart. “I want to know why you challenged
me to fight the way we did that night behind the gym,” she
demanded curtly. “Just what were you trying to prove?”
Kathi’s thoughts turned back to the kissing fight. “What do
you think?” she shot back, refusing to give any ground to
“I think maybe you just wanted to tongue kiss me and you got
more than you bargained for,” Judy said. Her tone was smug
but there was still uncertainty behind it.
“Well you’re kidding yourself,” Kathi said more spitefully
than she felt. “The fact is I’ve always been sick of how
cute and pretty you think you are and I planned on showing
you you’re not the best girl on the block.”
“Let’s not forget that you’re the one who ran away, honey!”
Judy said sharply.
“Maybe I just didn’t like your gross, dirty kissing!” Kathi
shot back immediately, wanting to hurt Judy as much as she
“You’re the one who wanted to kiss dirty and you know it,”
Judy retorted. “You just couldn’t take it.”
Kathi had felt drained, a mix of nausea at the violence of
the fight they’d witnessed and the fading buzz of the beer
she’d been drinking. It was well past midnight and her body
was starting to tire. But Judy’s taunts rekindled the same
old flame of competitiveness, fear and excitement that had
been waxing and waning inside of her ever since she had
first decided to confront the redhead. She moved forward
slightly until her nose brushed Judy’s.
“Who was the one who couldn’t take it a few minutes ago when
we were touching tits, Judy?” she said evenly. Just the
feel of the word ‘tit’ rolling off her tongue added even
more adrenaline to the feeling of building confrontation she
was experiencing. She saw fury flickering in Judy’s eyes as
the other girl was obviously replaying their brief,
bare-breasted skirmish in the back room in her own mind.
“I’ll touch any part of my body against any part of yours,
any day or night of the week,” Judy said purposefully. She
put her hands on her hips and eyed Kathi appraisingly. “We
obviously have all the time we need to settle this and I can
guarantee you we won’t be interrupted.”
“Fine,” Kathi said snottily. “I’ve been wanting to get all
alone with you for a very long time, Judy.”
Judy nodded. “I’ve felt exactly the way about you. And I’ll
have you know I’ve felt that way since way before you ever
challenged me. You’ve always strutted around in front of me
like you’re better than me and you’re always putting that
body of yours in my way.”
“I have wanted to confront you for a long time too, Judy,” Kathi agreed. “I know you think you’re better than me. You
think you’re so cute and sexy—“
“You’ve always acted like you think you’re sexier than me,”
“Maybe you should just admit you DO think I’m sexy, Kathi,”
Judy said bluntly. Kathi felt a little tremor run through
her body as she wondered whether the redhead had any idea
about her collection of sketches and photos, of all the time
and fantasizing she’d devoted to Judy. She could just feel
the swell of Judy’s stiff breasts brushing against hers
through the material of their tops.
“Maybe I’ll admit it if you admit you’ve been checking me
out too,” Kathi said quietly.
“I don’t see anything to check out,” Judy said spitefully,
but Kathi wasn’t about to let her get away with that. She
pushed forward until she felt their stiff nipples collide
“Then why are you so damned hard, girlfriend?” Kathi said.
“Feels like your little boobs really want to get up against
mine again.” Judy’s eyes flicked down to where their bosoms
met, then she stared back at Kathi grudgingly.
“I’ll admit I’ve been checking out your body but I’m still
sexier than you,” Judy said flatly. The admission clearly
cost her but she now stared even more defiantly into Kathi’s
“I don’t think so, Judy,” Kathi came back at her. “I think
I’m sexier than you and I think I turn you on more than
“I think you’re full of it and YOU are the one who’s turned
on by me, Kathi,” Judy replied coolly.
Kathi was feeling more and more bold, flushed with Judy’s
admission that she found Kathi sexy. She marveled at this
bizarre war that they were in, both irresistably drawn to
each other yet determined to prove that their rival was more
overpowered by girlish desire than she was. Her mind kept
rocketing back to the conclusion of the terrible duel
between Christina and Liz. They too had admitted to the same
kind of obsession, even though they’d couched it in far
dirtier, more hateful language. She wondered if the final,
brutal showdown between them was the only way she and Judy
could ever settle their differences. Was she going to have
to prove that Judy’s pull over her wasn’t enough to make
her surrender to the redhead’s body? Or would she have to
make Judy submit to her and be spent under her before the
redhead would admit that she really wanted Kathi more than
Kathi wanted her?
“Then why don’t you prove to me that you can seduce me,”
Kathi said. She knew that this was what their conflict had
finally boiled down to and she could see Judy’s face
thicken with excitement at the idea.
“I could easily seduce you, Kathi,” Judy said.
“I doubt it, because I would seduce you way before you
Judy stared at her probingly for what seemed like several
minutes. The gauntlet had clearly been thrown down but even Kathi wasn’t sure exactly what the two girls were getting
into. But Judy finally nodded slowly as if she’d figured it
out. “Then that’s just how we should settle things,” she
said. “Let’s have a seduction contest. Come with me,” she
said, and led Kathi through the house until they’d gotten to
Judy’s bedroom. Judy had her own bathroom and as she
showed Kathi around she revealed a huge walk-in closet full
“I’ll give you twenty minutes to get ready,” Judy said,
pointing at the rack of clothes. “I’m sure you can fit into
anything in this closet so you have your pick—let’s see how glammed up you can get.”
“Then what?” Kathi demanded.
“Then you go back to the foyer and wait for me. I get twenty
minutes to get ready too.”
“Then what are the rules?” Kathi asked.
“The rules are I do whatever I want to seduce you, Kathi,”
Judy said as if it were obvious.
“And how do we tell who wins?” Kathi said, a little
“That’s easy,” Judy said. “You beg me to stop.”
Kathi had just about had it with Judy’s attitude. Once more
she stepped into the redheaded girl’s face and stared her
down intently. “You’re going to beg me, Judy.”
“I doubt it,” Judy snorted.
“You’re not as sexy as you think,” Kathi said.
“Neither are you,” Judy replied.
Kathi wanted to slap the redhead but instead she simply said
“Get out of here and meet me in forty minutes.”
Judy hesitated for a moment then pulled a cold beer bottle
out from within her robe and slammed it down on the top of
her dresser. “Drink up because you’re going to need it,” she
said before walking out of the room.
Kathi bitterly cracked open the beer and drained some of it
before beginning her tour of Kathi’s closet. She had always
been jealous of the other girl’s outfits and she was
actually excited to try some of them on. She spent almost
ten minutes modeling some of her favorites, clothes she
always looked forward to seeing Judy’s body in, and she
marveled at how perfectly they fit her. She told herself she
looked just as sexy in these clothes as the redhead did. She
finally settled on one daring outfit and even found a pair
of Judy’s shoes that fit her before stepping into the
bathroom. She looked haggard from the wear and tear of the
day but there was enough makeup, perfume and hair care
products in the bathroom to restore her to the height of
glamour that she’d first displayed when she’d arrived at the
She walked out to the foyer, the heels of her patent leather
shoes clicking loudly, like gunshots, on the expensive tile
floor. She eyed herself in the mirror approvingly. She’d
chosen a small black party dress with spaghetti straps; she
hadn’t worn a bra and she’d found a pair of stretchy,
high-riding cotton panties to wear. She had applied makeup
to overaccentuate her cheekbones and lots of mascara, and
found the exact shade of blood red lipstick Judy had worn
to their first kissing fight so many weeks ago. Even she had
to admit she looked devastatingly hot, and she was careful
to swig down the rest of the beer without messing up her
lipstick. She felt sexy and ready for anything as she heard
the sound of clicking heels approaching down the long
hallway to Judy’s bedroom.
The foyer was nearly dark, lit by only a few small pools of
light, and she didn’t see Judy until the redheaded girl had
fully entered the room. She stood in front of Kathi and
struck an appropriately seductive pose, and Kathi saw that
she was wearing almost the exact same black party dress and
shoes she was.
To be continued