The next day was Friday and a couple girls asked her if she was going to Karen's party. Kathi was surprised to hear that the other girls had been invited to a sleepover, she had assumed she would finally get a chance to face Karen in private. She couldn't quite believe that the redhead would squander what might be their only chance to take their duel to a completely private arena, but she still looked forward to whatever the redhead had in mind.
She arrived at Karen's around seven to find most of the other girls already there. There was Kara, a rough kind of girl with curly dark hair and ruddy skin; Carol, a strawberry blonde who Kathi had always found kind of stuck up; Debbie, a very preppie girl with a sleek helmet of black hair and long, tanned legs, and Rachel, a flashy blonde girl who'd been in a lot of school plays. Kathi knew all of them but most only casually; they were all older and had graduated the previous year, now they had jobs in town. Some were already in bikinis out by the pool and Kathi noticed immediately that they all seemed to have similar bodies: they were all a little taller than average, slender and athletic with strong legs, slender but curvy hips, long waists and better than average breasts. She might not have put either herself or Karen in the latter category until recently, but now even with both girls dressed she could tell that she and the redhead were as busty as any of the girls here.
She saw a few open bottles of beer scattered around and noted a large bar at one end of the pool. She had heard Karen's dad was a big drinker and this certainly confirmed it. Karen was already in the pool, her striking red hair now silkily plastered to her head and neck with water.
As she entered the patio area Kara stood up from her lawn chair and playfully grabbed Debbie to push her into the pool. There was a moment where Debbie shrieked before throwing her weight back against the other brunette and Kathi heard their strong bodies actually slap together, and watched their tanned legs and back muscles ripple as they briefly grappled for position. Then Debbie buckled and both girls fell into the pool. They continued to struggle, laughing and shrieking and now soaking wet in the shallow pool. Kathi could feel goosebumps rising all over her body at the sight of the two wet girls wrestling each other. She shot a pointed look at Karen, and Karen returned the stare, smiling tightly.
"Jump in, Kathi, or I might do the same thing to you," the redhead said, smiling brightly.
"Don't be so sure you can push me around, Karen," Kathi said gamely, returning the smile.
"Are we just going to have catfight contests all night?" Carol chimed in derisively.
"Oh, does that bother you, Carol?" Rachel said immediately. Kathi saw a look flash between the two that seemed to mirror the one that had passed between her and Karen when she'd entered. What was going on here?
"It doesn't bother me a bit, Rachel, because I could kick your ass!" Carol replied. She seemed to be joking in some strange way but the tension in the air was still palpable. Kathi glanced back at the two thrashing dark-haired girls in the pool and noticed that their playful wrestling seemed to be turning a lot rougher and more competitive. But Carol and Rachel were now grinning at each other as if sharing some secret joke.
"Are you going to swim, Kathi?" Karen asked pointedly.
"Of course I'm going to swim," Kathi replied. She and Karen stared at each other for an extended moment and Kathi realized that the ball had come into her court. She unbuttoned her top, drew it open and tossed it on a glass poolside table, then bent down to undo and slip out of her shorts. She made certain to lean down facing Karen so the redhead could get a view straight down her chest with her boobs hanging down as far as the blood red bikini cups would let them. Then she tossed her shorts on top of her blouse.
Rachel gave out a long wolf whistle and Kathi noted Carol too staring at her appreciatively. "Wow," Rachel said. "I heard some girls talking about you the other day, about the way you filled out. Way to go."
Kathi shrugged, not certain how to answer that. "Yeah," Carol said. "You look hot, girl. Too bad there aren't any boys here."
Kathi saw Karen glide over to the pool ladder and grip the rungs, eyeing her for a moment before hauling herself out of the water. Kathi was dumbstruck as she saw her new enemy's gleaming, wet body emerge from the pool. She barely noticed the bright green bikini as the redhead's breasts seemed to surge out first, jiggling wetly, long drops of water falling from beneath them and even, Kathi noticed, from the jutting tips of her nipples that were distending the emerald green bikini top cups seemingly to the breaking point. In the fading autumn light her body looked like sculptured milk and honey, deliciously pale with the golden rays of the setting sun adding burnished highlights along every muscle and curve. Her belly was as flat and sexy as Kathi had remembered from dance class, her innie navel almost obscenely large, an erotic orifice held snugly between rippling abdominal muscles. And centered between her flaring hips was a miniscule patch of green fabric as small or smaller than the red triangle that barely covered Kathi's groin. She could see the supple swell of vulva pressing out on either side of Karen's bikini briefs, and the other girl was so toned and her crotch rode so high and firm between her legs that Kathi could even get a view of the other girl's firm buttocks flanking her sex from behind, peeking out from between her spread legs.
Karen was eyeing her too, Kathi realized, her brilliant blue eyes flashing over every exposed inch of her toned body, raking up her so provocatively that she felt almost violated by the time the other girl's stare reached the red lipstick that graced her full mouth and matched the blood red, stark lines of her bikini. Karen had lipstick on too, she noted, almost as red as hers was, and the contrast between her red lips and the emerald green bikini made them stand out just as much as Kathi's did.
Kathi stared at her enemy and her surroundings seemed to almost disappear, even the chatter of the other girls around them. She was astounded at Karen's beauty and her almost innocent sexiness, just as she had always been, only now it confronted her in a way she had never been faced with before. Compounding her feelings was the look on Karen's face that said that she was just as awestruck by Kathi's nearly naked body as Kathi was by hers. Her nipples had been hard when she'd entered the house and now they seemed to be close to ripping the thin silk of her bikini cups open. Just staring at Karen in the bikini was almost more than she could handle, what was she going to do later on when she would probably be faced with so much more than this? Now the stakes in her ongoing conflict with this incredible girl had been raised impossibly high.
Staring at Karen she dove into the heated pool and let the lukewarm water caress her bare skin. For a moment she felt the tension and frustration that had been building in her for weeks dissipate into the soothing water. She emerged to see Karen lowering herself into the pool and wading toward her. She stood up and let Karen see her beautifully sculpted, toned body soaking wet for the first time. Now the soaked silk of her top clung to her breasts like a second skin; as she glanced down she saw that every goosebump on her stiffening boobs was visible through the almost translucent material. She reached up to make a slight adjustment to the top, briefly gripping her own boobs while Karen watched. As she approached Kathi Karen made the same adjustment to her own perfect boobs, and Kathi saw how supple and malleable those two beautiful, floating globes of flesh were. A few feet from them Debbie and Kara still wrestled away, grunting and pressing against each other roughly. Kara dunked Debbie and then pulled her up wrapped in a bearhug, and Kathi's eyes widened as she saw their bronzed breasts pressing so tightly against each other through their bikini tops that shockingly white, untanned flesh bulged out on either side.
"Come on, you fucking cunt," Kara said. "I heard you were so tough." The brunette growled her taunt into Debbie's ear quietly and spitefully, but it was still broadcast loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Okay, you big dirty bitch, if you want to fight we'll fight!" Debbie growled back. The girls seemed genuinely angry, their voices thick and hoarse just the way Karen and Kathi's voices sounded during their own heated phone conversations. But as roughly as they were fighting, it was also clear that they were holding back, that there was some kind of mutual agreement not to hurt each other or go too far here.
The sound of the two girls' dirty language was like hot butter in Kathi's ears, it seemed to sink through her head and fan a flame that sank down into her breasts and crotch. Karen was very close to her now and Kathi realized the redhead might try to start the same kind of playful fight with her that Debbie and Kara were having. Suddenly she thrashed herself away with Karen in pursuit, a mix of excitement and frustration on her face. The grunts and moans and occasional smacking sounds of the combat between the two brunettes continued as Kathi fled around the pool, making her dizzy with lust. She wanted to close with Karen, especially now in this pool of erotically-charged water, but she still wasn't sure she wanted to make a public display out of her private duel with the redhead.
Karen finally cornered her in the deep end of the pool just as the underwater lights came up, bathing Karen's creamy body in an otherworldly light. Only the redhead's head, neck and shoulders broke the water now; and Kathi's back was against the painted cement of the pool's edge. Karen treaded water and the two soaked girls regarded one another until the redhead grabbed the rung of the ladder next to Kathi and pulled herself close. The other girls were involved in their own activities and were in any case out of earshot by this point; Kathi knew if they kept their voices low no one would hear them.
"I suppose you think you look pretty hot in that slutty red bikini of yours, don't you?" Karen said meanly.
"I guess you think you look hot, too," Kathi purred.
"I know I look a lot hotter than you do, girl," Karen said.
"Not even," Kathi said haughtily, projecting a confidence she didn't quite feel. "I'm definitely the hottest between the two of us."
Karen glared at her for a long moment and then reached down to the clasp between her two bikini top cups. She undid the clasp with one hand while Kathi watched breathlessly, then slid the two cups aside to reveal her two bare, milky-white, pink-nippled breasts. Kathi clamped her mouth shut to keep from gasping at the look of Karen's naked nipples jutting out almost an inch and a half in front of her goosefleshed boobs. In the rippling distortion of the water and the underwater lighting caressing her creamy bosom Kathi couldn't be sure exactly how big the redhead's boobs really were or how long her nipples were, but the sight of them staggered her. She knew she couldn't back down from this silent challenge; staring intently into Karen's eyes, she reached down to undo the front clasp of her own top and pointedly allowed her constricted breasts to burst out of their confinement, floating and quivering like lava lamp material in front of her rival's boobs. Of course her own brown nipples extended out in front of her like deadly daggers, pointing accusingly at Karen's erect breasts and nipples. From where she stood she definitely thought they were the equal of Karen's boobs but viewing them through this distorting lens was no way to find out. She could tell that the sight of her dark-colored nips seemed to intimidate the redhead a little.
Without warning Karen suddenly slipped one hand forward underwater and clamped it down on Kathi's left breast. Kathi gasped and instinctively shot her own left hand out to grab Karen's right boob. The redhead's fingers squeezed down on her tender flesh, first crushing down on the whole globe of her breast, then contracting to clamp down on her aureole and nipple. The redhead's breast felt amazingly supple and soft in her hand and knowing what Karen's fingers felt like as they dug into her aureole she was almost afraid to do the same to the redhead. Karen pressed closer and her forehead came to rest on Kathi's as the girls dug in, twisting and pinching at each other's nipples.
"You think those big, brown nipples of yours are so hot, so how does this feel?" Karen demanded tightly.
"How does it feel on those weak pink nips of yours, slut?" Kathi replied, trembling.
"I'm going to twist your tits off, bitch," Karen growled.
"Just try it!" Kathi snarled. Despite the other activities in the pool neither girl launched herself fully at the other and in fact both made an effort to disguise what was going on beneath the water. In order to keep themselves in the same position on the wall neither girl could use her other hand. Kathi continued to work Karen's breast and nipple, intently searching for signs of weakness in the other girl's face. She was clearly hurting the redhead but Karen didn't look ready to back down and her own breast was throbbing from the redhead's attack. Somehow both girls shoved away and broke off the struggle at the same instant, eyeing each other warily for signs the other was ready to renew the battle. They separated, each swimming off in separate directions, still watching one another. Kathi carefully readjusted her top and she saw Karen doing the same. The friendly but intense wrestling between Kara and Debbie had broken off and eventually everyone climbed out of the pool.
Kathi regarded the other four girls suspiciously as she moved to sit on a lawn chair near a gas heater on the deck. She wondered why Karen had invited these interlopers when she could easily have had the entire evening, if not the weekend, alone with Kathi. They might never get such a chance again, Kathi realized, and once the year ended who knew when she would see Karen again? She had pinned all of her emotions on bringing their long duel to a conclusion this weekend and now Karen was frustrating her efforts once again. Since the beginning Kathi had felt that defeating the redhead, dominating and humiliating her would somehow exorcise the terrible hold the redhead had on her emotions. She knew that without even thinking of it Karen was controlling her, manipulating her, and now that Kathi had brought things out in the open the redhead seemed to be enjoying toying with her like this. That was probably why she'd staged this bogus party, Kathi thought. Maybe she was dangling the idea of settling their feud in front of Kathi with no real intention of taking things to the final stage.
Karen sat down, eyeing her sullenly and began sipping at a beer. Kathi noticed a cold bottle on a table next to her and opened it, eyeing the redhead as she drank. It tasted terrible but she noted that all the other girls were drinking and she didn't feel like being left behind. She noticed that Kara and Rachel were pounding the stuff down like they were born to it while the other girls, Karen included, sipped as if drinking the liquid were purely mandatory. As the sun set and the deck lights came on the girls talked animatedly about boys, the other girls at school, and their sexual experiences. Kathi danced around the topic since she'd never gone all the way with any of the boys she'd dated and she noted with satisfaction that Karen wasn't chiming in on her conquests either. The other girls all seemed to have had plenty of experience, and Kathi's ears pricked up when Carol seemed to intimate that she had even done it with another girl.
The night cooled, driving the girls inside, although Kathi noted that everyone stayed in their still damp bikinis. Although they all dried off there was a tangy scent of chlorine in the air, mixed with beer and, oddly, some perfume. Kathi studied the other girl's bodies surreptitiously from her chair as they talked and drank. They all had great boobs, she thought. All the girls seemed as eager to parade their chests, legs and hips around as they would have been to a room full of boys, nobody made a move to put on a T-shirt or anything else. It seemed clear from the discussion that the four other girls planned on staying over night, and Kathi was both annoyed and titillated by the idea. The mix of politics in the room was interesting, with Carol an obvious gadfly who was clearly annoying Kara, Rachel clearly full of herself and Debbie vacillating between uptight timidity and evidence of a real temper. Karen seemed as interested by their interaction as Kathi was and both girls did more listening than talking.
"I can't believe you'd have sex with a girl," Debbie said to Carol. By now they were all feeling the alcohol and the restraints really seem to have been taken off the conversation.
"I'm surprised you'd say that since you were practically fucking Kara out there in the pool, Debbie," Carol said smugly.
"Why don't you shut the fuck up, Carol," Kara said sullenly, glaring at Carol drunkenly from her chair.
"Why don't you suck my tits, Kara?" Carol said brightly, leaning back and stretching as if to show off her tawny, lightly freckled boobs.
"Yeah, you'd probably love that," Kara retorted.
"I doubt you'd be very good at it," Carol said.
"You're the expert," Kara agreed. Kathi noted a strange similarity between the auburn-haired Carol and dark-haired Kara; they seemed to have the same mixture of roughness and fragility, the same ruddy, slightly freckled skin and flaring, fluffy hair, even though Carol's was auburn and Kara's a dark brown. There was a hint of androgyny to the girls, a little remnant of tomboy in each of them that somehow made their flat bellies, long supple legs and heavy breasts that much more striking. Even though Carol had a teasing, girlish personality there was an underlying hint of physical menace in her as if she might have been in real fights. Kara clearly looked like she had; her biceps were tanned and powerful-looking and her no-nonsense, surly demeanor made Kathi wary of her. But none of the other girls were really any bigger or taller than she was.
"So how do you fuck girls, Carol?" Rachel chimed in.
"You have to have a really long clit," Carol said. That brought a burst of laughter from the other girls even though the phrase made the hair on the back of Kathi's neck stand up. She flashed a look at Karen but the other girl was intent on the conversation.
"You are full of it," Debbie said.
"Maybe you'd like to try it out and find out, sweetie," Carol retorted.
Carol continued to argue with and bait the other girls and the talk got dirtier and dirtier. Inevitably the topic got around to each other's bodies and with the mix of animosity and drunkenness in the room there were no holds barred.
"You act like you have the greatest tits in the world," Carol snipped to Rachel. "They're not that great, honey."
"And yours are?" Rachel said.
"I've got the best tits in this room, I'll tell you that," Carol said haughtily. Kathi couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"They don't look so great from here," Kara murmured.
"Maybe they'd look better in your face, baby," Carol shot back.
"I'm getting sick of your mouth, bitch," Kara said quietly.
"If your boobs are so great let's see them," Debbie chimed in.
"Yeah," Rachel agreed.
Carol blushed a little but she was smiling as if this was perfectly fine with that. "You know my boobs are getting hot in this halter anyway," she said gamely.
"Take it off," Rachel suggested. Carol eyed her for a moment, something again passing between them. Then the auburn-haired girl arched her back and undid her bikini top, shrugging out of it and letting her breasts jiggle free. Her boobs were pale and incredibly round, her nipples brown and pointy, just like her own, Kathi thought, although her sharp little nips weren't as long and thick as Kathi's. Kathi could tell just by the way they jiggled on her chest that Carol's breasts were heavy and firm, and they stood out provocatively. Kathi could see the other girls eyeing Carol's boobs jealously for a second, each of them obviously mentally measuring them against her own.
"Fuck, mine are just as big as yours," Rachel said, stretching out in her own chair and reaching behind herself to undo her own top. She whipped the loose top off with a flourish and gave her creamy chest a shake. She had large aureoles and her nipples were like little cones at their centers, puckered and fat. The girls sat up in their opposing chairs and put their hands on their hips, each looking from her own to her opposite's breasts. But Kathi noted that both girls were smiling and she couldn't sense real tension between the two.
"Oh, mine are obviously better," Carol teased.
"Hardly, honey; hardly," Rachel retorted. Then she turned to Debbie casually and said "This was your idea, Debbie, so how about seeing what you've got?"
Debbie snorted derisively. "Fuck you; I'm not showing you lesbians my breasts," she said, and Kathi thought she caught a hint of genuine discomfort in her voice.
"I told you she was a prude," Rachel said to Carol. "I guess somebody's ashamed of what they've got."
"I'm not ashamed one bit!" Debbie snapped.
"Then show us your tits," Kara said. She spoke slowly, with a touch of irritation and even a little menace behind her voice. Debbie glared at her for a moment and then began to undo her top with an almost violent, angry demeanor.
"Okay, you fucking bitches, take a good look!" she said, whipping off her top. Kathi's eyebrows raised as she saw Debbie's fat boobs, shockingly white where the bikini cups had covered her otherwise brown, tanned, buttery skin. Her aureoles, like Rachel's, were huge, and her nipples were the same fat, conical shape. Her big aureoles were a darker brown, almost the same as her darkly tanned skin, and they showed up like bullseyes at the front of her heavy breasts.
"Oooh, Debbie and Rachel have big ugly aureoles, don't they?" Carol taunted. "I like my sharp little brown nipples a lot better."
After a few more minutes of bitchy talk between Debbie, Rachel and Carol, Rachel seemed to notice that Kara wasn't taking part. "Let's see Kara's," she said, leaning back in her recliner so her breasts jutted upward on her chest.
"Yeah, Kara, you were pretty mean with those in the pool," Debbie said. Carol turned on her side so that her sharp-nippled, full boobs were facing the brown-haired girl and she stared at Kara contemptuously.
"Yeah, I'd like to see what Kara's got," she said. Kara stared at her evenly and for a moment Kathi didn't know what was going to happen. She had to admit she was curious about what lay under the tough girl's bikini top, and she wondered if her breasts looked like Debbie's. The thought of Debbie's huge, dark aureoles pressing up against another set of breasts just like hers suddenly sent a tingling sensation between Kathi's legs. She wondered if Debbie's nipples and aureoles were more sensitive or less sensitive than hers.
That's when Kara completely caught her off guard. "I'd like to see Kathi and Karen's tits bare first," she said. The other three girls suddenly turned around to look at the short-haired blonde and redhead, seated across the room from each other. "I'll show what I've got after we see them."
Kathi suddenly locked eyes with Karen. She had settled into an almost comfortable role of voyeur at the party, watching the fascinating interaction between Kara, Carol, Rachel and Debbie. Now suddenly she and Karen were the centers of attention. She looked for any sign of hesitation in Karen's eyes and she saw a flicker of answering challenge in the redhead's soft face, hardening just a little as she met Kathi's stare.
"Come on, Karen," Carol said. "Just because it's your house doesn't mean you get out of it."
"I didn't plan on getting out of it," Karen said calmly, sitting up just a little. Kathi raised herself up a bit too, and for a second both girls leaned forward as if afraid the other girl might bare her breasts first. Then they backed off a bit, eyeing each other uncertainly. Kathi had always avoided showering in front of other girls at school and no one else had really seen her breasts out in the open yet. She had thought she'd crossed the ultimate line by flashing Karen in the pool, but that had been underwater at dusk, and even though she'd caught a good glimpse of Karen's boobs she couldn't say she'd really seen them for real. Her pulse quickened as she realized that baring her breasts first might put her one up on Karen in their little psychological war. She arched her back slightly, sitting up and reaching around to find her bikini straps. She realized all the girls in the room were now eyeing her expectantly as her fingers closed on the straps.
"I said I'd do it," Karen said abruptly. Heads flipped back to look at the redhead as she quickly undid her bikini straps and shrugged her way out of her green top.
Kathi almost gasped as the other girl's beautiful, milky white breasts tumbled free of the top, jiggling just slightly before they took a jutting position upward in the cool air. Even from where she sat Kathi could see the two boobs hardening and stiffening with gooseflesh, and she saw Karen's already hard pink nipples growing longer and more erect by the second. Soon they were pointing out and directly at Kathi, casting long shadows down Karen's firm boobs in the overhead lighting.
"Oh my god, girl!" Debbie said finally. "Those are like the longest nipples ever!"
"I think those might be the biggest nipples I've ever seen," Carol said appreciatively. "I would have never thought you had them to look at you."
"I'll bet you'd like to suck on those, wouldn't you Carol?" Kara said.
"Fuck you," Carol retorted. "If I did they'd never let a guy suck them again, I'll tell you that."
Karen was staring directly into Kathi's eyes, and clearly enjoying the stunned compliments from the other girls. Her expression said everything: Let's see if you can beat these. Kathi realized suddenly, infuriated, that if she didn't produce the same reaction in these girls that Karen would have won a huge victory over her. She wondered for a paranoid second whether Karen hadn't set this whole thing up to humiliate her and gotten these girls in on it. But now her choice was to either stand up to the redhead's challenge or be the only girl here to refuse to bare her breasts.
She sucked in a deep breath, thinking that if her nipples happened to not cooperate she could at least show everyone that her breasts were just as big and full as Karen's. She slipped her hands across her top, flicking her thumbs across her nipples quickly while her hands were in front of her boobs, and she was answered with a satisfying feeling of length and stiffness. She saw several of the girls' stares settling on her clearly erect nipples as she reached behind herself to undo her top straps. Her eyes never left Karen's as she wriggled her way out of her top and shook her boobs free of the blood-red silk bikini cups.
For a second there was no reaction as every girl in the room stared at her chest. Then Rachel said "Oh my god! Wait a minute, you have to stand up!" she said, getting out of her chair and grabbing Kathi's arm.
"What do you mean?" Kathi demanded uncertainly as Rachel hauled her out of her chair.
"Don't you think these are as long as Karen's?" Rachel asked Debbie, who readily nodded in agreement. "They're fucking big, that's for sure," the brunette said. Kara merely sat in silence, smiling in satisfaction at the ruckus she was causing. Carol shot her a disgusted look and then got out of her chair, grabbing Karen's forearm.
"I've got to see something," she said as she pulled a fuming Karen out of her chair and pulled her over to where Kathi now stood. The two rivals stared at each other warily, each trying to drink in the vision of the other completely naked and vulnerable while trying to make sure that the other girls weren't about to completely humiliate them. Carol got behind Karen and held her by the biceps and Kathi felt Rachel's fingers on her own arms, directing her from behind until she and Karen were facing each other, their erect nipples just a few inches apart.
"Those have to be like exactly the same size," Rachel said excitedly. "I have never seen nipples that big before."
"Do you have a ruler, Karen?" Carol said from behind the redhead. Karen had to swallow before she responded and when she did her voice was momentarily a dry croak.
"There's one in that drawer behind you," she said thickly.
"Well we don't need a ruler to see who's bigger," Rachel said quickly. "Here," she said, shoving Kathi forward some more. "Just put them length to length and see whose touches the other's boob first."
Kathi saw Karen's eyes blaze at that statement and she even struggled a little herself but it was clear the other girls weren't going to be dissuaded from this course. Karen's creamy chest came forward and before she knew it her nipple points flicked across those of the redhead, eliciting a sharp gasp from each of them.
"God, settle down," Rachel said. "Haven't you ever touched your tits against another girl's before?"
Thankfully Rachel and Carol carefully guided their boobs so that their nipples lay alongside one another with about half an inch between their stiff, distended shafts. Debbie and Kara came between them and eyed the results carefully; Kara had even snatched the requested ruler and held it up while she eyed their nipples appraisingly. Standing straight now, Kathi could see that Karen's nipples pointed slightly upwards, as did hers. She was careful not to move and only glanced between Karen's blazing eyes and the meeting point of their two bare bosoms as the other girls positioned them in blatant opposition. She held her breath, wondering whether her nipples would touch Karen's breasts first or whether she'd feel the points of Karen's nipples touch her.
"I can't tell who's longer," Kara admitted. "Push them in closer." Suddenly Kathi felt her aureoles being scraped by Karen's nipples, but at the exact same instant she felt soft, yielding breast flesh touching the tips of her own nipples.
"I think they touched at the same time," Debbie agreed.
"Fuck it; pull them back," Kara said, wielding the ruler as Rachel and Carol each tugged their charges backward a pace and bent them backwards so that their nipples were pointing even more skyward. Kara eyed each of them with amusement as she took the ruler to each pair of stiff nipples and carefully measured.
"You're both exactly an inch and a half long," she announced.
"Who's thicker?" Carol said quickly.
"I don't have a tape measure, bitch," Kara said, then placed the ruler just under Kathi's left nipple and stared down at it, her soft brown hair tickling Kathi's face. She smelled good, Kathi thought, and at that moment Kara looked upward at her nose to nose. "Three eighths of an inch thick," she said, glancing down at Kathi's mouth for a moment before turning to do Karen. After a moment she stepped away and said "You're both three-eighths thick."
Debbie had gathered their two tops and was reading the size tags on them. "These are exactly the same size, too," she said.
"Has anybody here ever been in a titfight?" Carol asked provocatively.
"Is that what you do in your bi-curious bars, Carol?" Rachel asked.
"So you've never been in one?" Carol replied.
"Of course I have," Rachel said, rolling her eyes. "Everybody's done it."
"I don't think everyone here has," Carol said.
"Wait just a minute," Debbie said. "Somebody still has their top on."
Everyone still seemed fixated on the comparison between Kathi's breasts and Karen's, but after a moment heads turned to where Kara stood. The brown-skinned girl put the ruler down on a counter with a little click. "You really want to see my tits?" she said, turning back to face them all. She eyed them defiantly for a moment before centering her gaze on Carol. "You want to see my naked tits, Carol?"
Carol slipped her hands off Karen's arms and put her hands on her hips slowly, turning to point her own bare, supple breasts in Kara's direction. "Yeah," she said simply. Kara didn't take her eyes off the auburn-haired girl as she undid her top, slipped it off and tossed it on the floor. Kathi held her breath as she took in the sight of Kara's incredibly sexy, tan-lined boobs, finally bare to the world. She was more tan than Carol but otherwise their bodies were amazingly similar, from the little moles and freckles sexily decorating their skin to their soft, shoulder-length hair and hazel eyes. Carol's face was slightly longer, giving her a haughty, superior expression, while Kara's strong eyebrows and slight smirk added their own arrogant cast to her features.
No one was looking at Kara's face, however. They all looked at her sharp little brown nipples, exactly the same size and shape as Carol's. Kara tugged idly at the straps of her bikini bottoms, adjusting the slender strands to sit a little higher on her sleek, muscular hips. Carol was looking at her bitterly, a little bit of her jovial smugness suddenly dissipating.
"I want to see if Debbie's targets are bigger than mine," Rachel said, suddenly deflecting attention away from this new confrontation. She cradled her boobs and displayed her large aureoles to the raven-haired girl, who blushed a little at the idea of comparing her breasts to the blonde's. "Oh I forgot, you're the one who's never been in a titfight before."
"I didn't say that," Debbie protested.
"Then why don't you put up your tits, honey?" Rachel said, stepping closer to her. Debbie cradled her beer bottle a few seconds longer and then drained the remaining three quarters of a bottle in one gulp.
"Okay, let's do it," she said gamely. Kathi watched as the two girls stepped closer to each other, both grinning wildly. There was certainly a kind of tension between them but Kathi sensed no real hostility, only the electricity of playful sex games. She studied the two pairs of intimidatingly large aureoles as they approached one another, lining up like brown saucers. The two girls kept their eyes on their meeting breasts as they arranged them perfectly aureole to aureole and then pressed them together. Kathi could see a shudder move through each girl's body but neither girl gasped or jumped the way she had during her first breast contact with Karen; maybe both of them HAD done this before, she thought. Soon the four aureoles were pressed flat against each other and Debbie and Rachel looked up to stare into each other's eyes as they maneuvered slowly around each other. Rachel put her hands on her hips and tried to assume a superior, bullying pose but her shit-eating grin belied her intimidating posture. Debbie imitated her and the two girls leaned in a little closer, flattening out their tit flesh until they were nose to nose.
"Come on, honey, is that the best you've got?" Rachel taunted playfully.
"No, I've got plenty more in fact," Debbie said, grunting into the blonde a little. In a few more seconds the girls were grinding boobs fairly hard and pushing each other's tall bodies around the center of the room. Kathi was so mesmerized by the action that she barely noticed Karen walking over to stand closer to her. She wondered what those big, puckering aureoles felt like pressed together like that. She could feel adrenaline coursing through her body and she was afraid the red silk of her panty crotch was going to get soaked from watching this. But even as she fairly swooned at the spectacle of the blonde and brunette girls' bodies pressing together she knew that there was something missing.
Debbie and Rachel pushed and grunted at each other and all eyes focused on their mock struggle. Finally Debbie's slightly more muscular body pushed the blonde back against the padded bar at the other end of the room and Rachel had to press her hands into the brunette's sculpted, tawny back to maintain her balance and fight back. Kathi saw Rachel's eyes close for a moment as Debbie pressed down harder against her chest causing their four breasts to balloon out to their sides and she heard the blonde moan quietly and then heard an answering moan from Debbie. When Rachel pivoted herself out of the corner and displayed her now-sweaty back to Kathi she saw Debbie's eyes also squeezed shut as her own breasts were ground down by the blonde's. "Oh, you little bitch!" Rachel said throatily, wiggling back against Debbie, and both girls giggled nervously as the fight continued. Finally Debbie laughed and threw a wrestling hold around Rachel and both big girls went down on the rug, straining against each other and exchanging crushing arm and leg holds. Kathi was still fascinated by watching the two tall bodies in opposition but it was clear that there was no real animosity between the two girls, just friendly competition.
She tore herself away from the spectacle to see that the atmosphere in the living room had dramatically altered from one of playful competition to deadly hate. The smell of Rachel and Debbie's wrestling sweat still hung in the air but it was also thick with the animosity now enflaming between Kara and Carol, who had been so full of herself and eager to bait all of them, but had been completely silent and rather sullen ever since Kara had bared her breasts. The two girls stood at opposite ends of the room, both watching the ongoing wrestling match while frequently eyeing each other.
"You wanted to see my tits, Carol, so if you can't deal with them that's tough," Kara said dangerously.
"I think you planned this whole thing just so you could show those fat things off," Carol said. All the playfulness and attitude the other girl had paraded earlier was gone. "Well I'm not impressed."
"I'm not impressed with yours either, so fuck off," Kara replied.
"You can suck me, honey," Carol shot back. "You've been wanting to anyway."
The two girls were totally in each other's faces now, their soft, fluffy hair almost curtaining off their expressions from view as they stood nose to nose. But Kathi could see that while they locked stares they both glanced down frequently at their nearly identical breasts, their sharp, threateningly dark little nipples pointing at each other dangerously, almost touching each other.
"You can suck me first, bitch, because you've had your eye on my ass for a long time," Kara snarled.
"You better hope I DON'T get my mouth on your tits because I would suck your tits dry," Carol threatened.
"Well maybe I'll let you but you'll have to beat my tits first, woman," Kara said.
"If you start a titfight with me you better be ready to take it to the finish you big whore," Carol declared.
Kara put her hands on her hips provocatively. "I am SO ready to beat tits with you, baby," she said. "You've been asking for it for a long time."
"You're the one who's been asking for it," Carol said, circling her with her heavy boobs thrust out. "You want to pound knockers with me, let's do it."
The two girls continued to circle for a minute and then slowly brought their wicked little nipples together, their eyes blazing into each other as Carol put her chin up and pressed it into Kara's. Muscles flexed along their bodies as they stood against each other, just matching nipple to nipple, keeping the tiny, cruel little shafts together.
"Mine are harder than yours," Kara said sullenly.
"I'll break yours, bitch," Carol replied. The girls circled for a few more seconds and then there was an earth-shattering smack as Kara drove her left breast into Carol's right one. Carol staggered back, her breast shuddering from the impact, but Kara followed her and smashed her right boob into Carol's left.
"You big whore," Carol said, blinking away tears from the pain. She moved in and for a second the two girls exchanged a flurry of wicked, stinging tit-to-tit slaps, then jabbed nipple to nipple for a few more seconds. Kathi's ears rang with the sound of the heavy, liquid-filled impacts: she had never seen breasts used like this before. The girls' lean, toned bodies strained against each other, tendons rippling as they countered each other's moves. Then they viciously tit-whipped each other for several more seconds. Kathi marveled at the sound of deep, weighty smacks thundering through the room. Rachel and Debbie's breasts were probably the largest and fattest in the room but they weren't quite as firm and high as Carol and Kara's and Kathi doubted they could have been used in this kind of war even if the two had wanted to do anything beyond the teasing skirmish they'd gotten into. And she knew her own breasts were slightly smaller than the two fighters' were, although they were still firm and massive enough to inflict damage.
She glanced at the mesmerized Karen standing next to her, flicking her eyes down to her rival's pale breasts and wondering how they would stand up to hers in this kind of fight. She was startled to see Karen's nipples seeming even longer and more wickedly upturned than they'd been before the two had gone off to confront each other in private. Whether from the sight of the dueling girls in front of her or the sensation from their own brief tit to tit tussle, her breasts and nipples were now stiffer and more aroused than ever. Kathi looked nervously down at her own breasts and gasped a little as she saw that her own nips were also incredibly engorged and distended, her breasts mottled with gooseflesh.
She turned her attention back to the confrontation between Carol and Kara. By now the girls' shoulder-length hairdos were matted and disheveled, giving both girls an increasingly wild and primitive look. The working class Kara seemed to take to the look impressively but it was shocking to see the sophisticated, snotty Carol looking more and more like some primal cavegirl. Both girls' breasts were reddening and flushed from the constant impacts of her opponent's boobs and Kathi could see that their dark little nipples were extended about as far as they would go, a little more than half an inch. She could tell that these stiff, blunt nipples wouldn't bend under the assault of another or twist as they impacted enemy breast tissue: the proof of that was a number of reddened, circular marks on each girl's pale breasts where her rival had jammed her stiff nipples in deep and hard during a breast-on-breast collision. The girls' nipples were like metal punches inflicting painful damage every time they smashed in on tender, bare breast flesh. Kathi winced at every smack and could see that both girls were reeling from the stinging, shattering blows.
"Come on, Carol!" Kara snarled, battering her back until she was nearly cornered at one end of the living room. "I thought you were a tough little bitch but you're just a prissy little stuck up pussy!"
"I'll show you who the pussy is you whore," Carol growled as she took Kara's blows, gathered herself and then launched a searing series of chest smacks against Kara, driving her back into the middle of the room. Exhausted, both girls' upper bodies smacked into a clinch and they held each other cheek to cheek, hissing obscenities into each other's mouths.
"I've been waiting to get at your body a long time, baby," Kara groaned into Carol. "You've been strutting this body of yours in my face long enough."
"I'll bet you've wanted me," Carol said hoarsely. "I've had it with your attitude and your tough bitch act. I've wanted you, too, and I've been waiting to get down and dirty with you a long time."
"You want to settle things with me, lady, let's do it right here and now," Kara retorted, grinding her now sweat-slick breasts all over Carol's. Kathi watched as the girls' bosoms jockeyed for position, first one set of sweaty boobs overwhelming and dominating the other, then giving way as the first pair raked hard nipples over its rivals' tender flesh, leaving long red marks as if fingernails, not nipples, were being employed. As both toned bodies swayed and strained Kathi could see sweat coating their backs and matting their soft hair in wet curls around their necks and faces. Both girls twisted to exchange spiteful, angry bites before separating and nastily smashing breast to breast again and again, their boobs jiggling violently with every impact.
"You think you're some hot, sexy bitch but you're just a stuck-up pussy!" Kara growled as she battered at the auburn-haired girl.
"You just can't take coming up against somebody sexier than you, whore!" Carol replied furiously.
"I can take anything you can put out, bitch," Kara said back. "You bring on whatever you got, cunt."
"Good, how about this?" Carol said, wrapping her arms around Kara's sweat-soaked lower back and smashing their straining pelvises together. Kathi could see her bikini-lined crotch suddenly jam in between Kara's brown legs and the brown-haired girl grunted at the impact. Carol's pale buttocks flexed as she rammed her crotch into Kara's three, then four times before Kara gathered herself to pound right back at her, her tawny buns clenching with the effort. Droplets of sweat scattered off both girls' hips as they joined this new phase of the battle, spreading their legs for balance and seeming to invite each other deeper into this deeply private arena. Neither girl even seemed aware of the four spectators in the room any longer, their taunts and insults were pitched low, just to be heard by the other girl's ears inches away, but the fury behind the two angry voices was more than enough to make their threats audible to everyone.
"Oh, you want a cunt fight, baby?" Kara groaned. "I'll beat that fat hairy pussy of yours raw!"
"I'll grind your cunt bald, bitch!" Carol snarled back. Both girls punched away at each other's groins with equal ferocity; dull, blunt impacts shook the room as the girls slammed pubic bone to pubic bone, forcing grunts of pain from each other. Even with the battle now centered on their crotches they found time to land single breast smacks on each other and to bite at each other's necks and faces, glaring wildly into each other nose to nose. Kathi had never seen two women so primally focused on destroying one another, yet for all its violence she had to note how ritualized this duel really was. Either girl could have punched, kicked or scratched, but the little amount of scratching that was going on seemed intended as much to arouse as to hurt, each girl dragged nails across each other's buttocks and backs, but neither girl had long fingernails and the pale marks they left shifted only to a pale, abrading pink without leaving the bloody red trails Kathi might have expected.
After several minutes of violent cunt battering the rapidly tiring combatants sank back into their mutual, sweaty clinch and Carol attempted to maintain her attack by clasping Kara's tawny buns in both hands and slowly, painfully grinding her crotch into the brunette's while applying pressure to her breast to breast. Kathi could only imagine the heat being generated by the friction of their grinding, slippery breasts and especially their warring pussies, which had to be providing their own heat source in addition to the violent, raw grinding being done.
Kara responded to Carol's escalation by slapping her hands down on Carol's ass cheeks, adding additional, spanking smacks as she tugged her enemy's pelvis in closer. "You want to rub cunts with me, Carol, I'll rub yours til you can't take it any more."
"I can take your pussy any day, cunt," Carol growled back.
"Come on and rub me then, bitch," Kara snarled. Over the grunts and groans Kathi could hear the crisp rustling of their panty crotches grinding and the crackling of crushed pubic hair that was now being forced from its cover, smashed out on either side of the girls' bikini fronts. "You big hot cunt, I'm going to fuck your pussy off."
"I'll rape your snatch, you dirty whore," Carol said.
"You haven't got what it takes to rape me, baby," Kara challenged.
"I've got all I need, slut, and if you don't watch your mouth I'll use it on you good," Carol came back at her.
"Bitch, you better watch yourself because I've got enough to rape your pussy too," Kara upped the ante.
"I don't feel it, bitch; all I feel is pussy lips with nothing between them," Carol said.
"You want to feel what I've got, honey?" Kara demanded, seething with fury now. She punctuated the question with hard, vicious smacks to Carol's ass.
"Bring it on, baby," Carol snarled back, returning the smacks. Suddenly both girls shoved each other away. Kathi could see their tangled pubic hair peeking out from either side of their soaked panty crotches; sweat gleamed off their reddened breasts and bellies, wet hair matted their flushed faces. Kara suddenly slapped Carol's face and Carol instantly returned the smack; both girls rocked at the impact, blinking as the pain spread through their faces, and for a moment Kathi thought the fight was about to go into a terrible new direction. Instead, Kara straightened and slowly slipped her damp bikini bottoms off; Carol matched her move for move, her eyes never leaving the brunette's as she stripped her own thong off. Both girls slowly straightened, taking each other's now total nakedness in. Kathi stared at Kara's crotch. Her dark pubic fur looked almost as if it had been parted by its violent collision with Carol's crotch: dark curls curved away and clung to her thick, meaty vulva on either side of the sleek 'V' of her sex, and at the center lay an engorged, complex fold of labia that snaked up to disappear beneath the upper tuft of Kara's bush. But peeking out from that central fur was something else: something pink, stiff and glistening with readiness, Kara's aroused clitoris. Kathi couldn't see Carol's crotch from where she stood but from the way Kara looked down at it she had no doubt that the auburn-haired girl had revealed a very similar sight to her enemy.
"Think you can take this on, bitch?" Kara said finally. Carol walked slowly toward her and the girls engaged in a simmering, silent staredown, eyes flicking back and forth between each other and the threatening, hot challenge contained in each other's pubic regions.
"You think that's going to stop me from getting into you?" Carol said slowly.
"You just better hope that little thing doesn't get in the way of my clit fucking you," Kara shot back.
"Bring it on," Carol said. "Because mine is going to enjoy shoving yours back inside that hot pussy of yours."
"I've wanted to beat your clit for a long time, Carol, and now you're going to see what it's like to get whipped by a hotter woman."
"I'll be the one whipping your clit and I'll be the one fucking you," Carol said.
Kathi held her breath as the two girls stepped forward. Their eyes locked together, they approached, barely paying any heed as their overstimulated breasts brushed one another and then compressed into four flattened globes of hot flesh. Flat bellies smacked briefly as the girls wrapped their strong arms around each other and both girls seemed to try to smash as much of their upper bodies together as they could while keeping their cocked, ready hips separated. There was no more talking, only angry, silent concentration as each girl slowly urged her pelvis forward, pivoting until their ready, burning bushes were displayed openly face to face, the pointing fingers of their clits targeting one another. Then Carol's hips jabbed forward and the two crotches disappeared behind the sleek, flexing flesh of their dueling pelvises. After a brief, desperate skirmish both girls emitted low growls as their cunts ground together with slow, lingering intensity; they gasped as they exchanged invisible, intimate violations and Kathi ached to know what was going on between their warring cunts. Buttocks flexed and clenched shinily under squeezing, clutching fingers and the girls' faces twisted next to each other, mouths open and slender lips dangling in opposition before Carol pivoted and brought her hot mouth down full on Kara's. Teeth clicked and cheeks bulged as the two girls very obviously filled each other's mouths with opposing tongues.
Kathi suddenly felt a cold hand touching hers as Karen, still intensely fixated on the battle raging in front of her, reached out and clasped her hands, almost crushing Kathi's fingers with her grip. Kathi squeezed back in reply but like Karen, she couldn't take her eyes off what was happening.
Kara and Carol 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 Carol's knees gave way and she began to sink to the carpet with Kara weighing down on her. She groaned under the force of the other girl but Kathi could see her hips still sawing away at Kara's crotch. Kara finally joined her on her knees on the carpet; both girls' strong thighs were spread wide, and Carol's firm ass was spread wide in front of Kathi. Their mouths were still struggling against each other and Kara's dark hair was crowning both girls as she bore down on Carol. In a final, desperate move Carol twisted her upper body against Kara's, grinding her boobs against the other girl until Kara groaned and faltered; there was a violent skirmish of limbs and then Kara went back spreadeagled with Carol on top of her. Carol'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 Kara'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.
Kara finally flipped Carol 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 Carol's, licking and shoving against it while high-pitched moans erupted out of the auburn-haired girl. It took Kara four minutes of thrusting but eventually Carol cried out and her body shook with violent convulsions. Her reddened clit seemed to shrink, retreating into the folds of her abraded labia, and Kara's buns expertly directed her large clit in pursuit as they penetrated a full inch of her rival's vagina, then slid down the full, slick length of her labia, seeming to explore every fold and hidden valley for several minutes until Kara too shook with her own triumphant orgasm. She continued to grind at Carol for several more minutes then finally raised herself on her arms, doing a little pushup over Carol's prostrate form and smacking her wet breasts a few times down on Carol's defeated bosom. She leaned down and landed a spiteful little bite near each erect nipple of Carol's and then sucked a mouthful of the other girl's nipple and tit into her mouth and feasted on it, eyeing Carol 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," Kara said lowly, her voice thick with exhausted satisfaction. She reached out and pinched one of Carol's sagging nipples sadistically and Carol flinched away, rolling into a protective ball.
"Don't think this is over, honey," Carol said raggedly.
"You just call me whenever you want another tussle," Kara said. She looked back as if suddenly remembering the other four girls. "Like that show?" she asked.
"Get out," Karen said suddenly. "All of you better leave." Kara looked briefly annoyed but then stood, cracking her abused muscles.
"Fine," she said. Rachel and Debbie looked shell-shocked but after a moment they began searching for their clothes. Kara dressed quickly and was out the door before any of them. Rachel and Debbie followed a few minutes later, and by then Carol had sat up herself. Kathi glanced at her as she gathered her own clothes up; she had never seen the stuck up Carol 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 Kara'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 Karen 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 Karen'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 Karen's face. The other girl studied her in silence for a moment. "Where are you going?" she demanded.
"I, you said we should leave," Kathi said. Karen 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. Karen 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 Karen 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 Karen 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 Karen planned to do now.
Karen 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 Carol and Kara had snarled to each other suddenly flooded back into her ears. Even in her few, secret phone conversations with Karen she had never used language that filthy, yet somewhere deep inside her she knew there was enough emotion welling between her and Karen that there might be currents of hate running between them that were just as black and scalding as the ones that ran between Carol and Kara.
"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.
Karen 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 the redhead.
"I think maybe you just wanted to tongue kiss me and you got more than you bargained for," Karen 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!" Karen said sharply.
"Maybe I just didn't like your gross, dirty kissing!" Kathi shot back immediately, wanting to hurt Karen as much as she could.
"You're the one who wanted to kiss dirty and you know it," Karen 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 Karen'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 Karen's.
"Who was the one who couldn't take it a few minutes ago when we were touching tits, Karen?" 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 Karen'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," Karen 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, Karen."
Karen nodded. "I've felt exactly that 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, Karen," 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," Karen argued.
"Maybe you should just admit you DO think I'm sexy, Kathi," Karen 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 Karen. She could just feel the swell of Karen'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," Karen said spitefully, but Kathi wasn't about to let her get away with that. She pushed forward until she felt their stiff nipples collide once again.
"Then why are you so damned hard, girlfriend?" Kathi said. "Feels like your little boobs really want to get up against mine again." Karen'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," Karen said flatly. The admission clearly cost her but she now stared even more defiantly into Kathi's eyes.
"I don't think so, Karen," Kathi came back at her. "I think I'm sexier than you and I think I turn you on more than you're admitting."
"I think you're full of it and YOU are the one who's turned on by me, Kathi," Karen replied coolly.
Kathi was feeling more and more bold, flushed with Karen's admission that she found Kathi sexy. She marveled at this bizarre war that they were in, both irresistibly 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 Kara and Carol. 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 Karen could ever settle their differences. Was she going to have to prove that Karen's pull over her wasn't enough to make her surrender to the redhead's body? Or would she have to make Karen 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 Karen's face thicken with excitement at the idea.
"I could easily seduce you, Kathi," Karen said.
"I doubt it, because I would seduce you way before you seduced me."
Karen 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 Karen 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 Karen's bedroom. Karen had her own bathroom and as she showed Kathi around she revealed a huge walk-in closet full of clothes.
"I'll give you twenty minutes to get ready," Karen 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," Karen said as if it were obvious.
"And how do we tell who wins?" Kathi said, a little uncertainly.
"That's easy," Karen said. "You beg me to stop."
Kathi had just about had it with Karen's attitude. Once more she stepped into the redheaded girl's face and stared her down intently. "You're going to beg me, Karen."
"I doubt it," Karen snorted.
"You're not as sexy as you think," Kathi said.
"Neither are you," Karen replied.
Kathi wanted to slap the redhead but instead she simply said "Get out of here and meet me in forty minutes."
Karen 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 Karen'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 Karen'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 Karen'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 house.
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 over-accentuate her cheekbones and lots of mascara, and found the exact shade of blood red lipstick Karen 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 Karen's bedroom.
The foyer was nearly dark, lit by only a few small pools of light, and she didn't see Karen 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.
"I knew you'd pick that one," Karen said a little shakily. She was still trying to maintain her usual dismissive, bitchy air, but the redhead had to admit to herself that she was feeling anything but confident. Her breasts still tingled from their brief, overwhelming contact with Kathi's bare breasts and she knew that now nothing could prevent the two competitors from moving past even that forbidden threshold into something even darker and more illicit. She glanced around at the familiar trappings of her house and realized that even this comforting environment had now become a dark and uncertain arena for the two of them. Her plans for the evening had somehow gone awry even as they had fulfilled her most secret hopes. She had known about some of the little rivalries and ill will that had existed between Carol and Kara and had seen similar attitudes being exchanged among Rachel, Debbie and the other two girls. She had thought at first that she would simply use the bitchy environment as a perfect stage to call Kathi out and humiliate her in front of the older girls. She hadn't thought that other agendas would overshadow her own plans but they had. She had never expected the simmering feud between Kara and Carol to boil over in this way and the sheer ferocity and gutter language of their fight had both shocked her and awakened her to a whole new world of possibilities. The question was, was this a world in which she could operate?
She had intentionally dialed down the level of her confrontation with Kathi by suggesting this duel of seduction against seduction, but now she knew she was walking a tightrope between a genteel contest that might leave neither girl satisfied, and both of their awareness of just how down and dirty this kind of duel could get. Knowing how strong Kathi was and how the other girl's body affected her, Karen wasn't sure she could keep this battle from getting out of hand now, and she was equally uncertain about which route, the high road or the low road, would guarantee victory for her. And she would settle for nothing less.
She looked for nervousness in Kathi's eyes and saw an equal mix of uncertainty and anticipation as the two girls posed in front of each other. It would have been easy for the blonde to parade her little tit victory around now, and maybe Kathi was thrusting her boobs out a little bit more proudly than she had before. Karen had felt in control of things ever since the kissfight, and she was proud of how she had secretly dominated Kathi in the dance rehearsal room and the school hallways. Yes, the blonde had fought back, but Karen still had those little victories to dwell on. She was still confident she could outkiss Kathi and if she could start this final war with the upper hand she might be able to keep Kathi's body at bay until the final showdown.
She knew what that had to be and she felt herself wondering if she was ready for it. Just pressing her naked breasts against Kathi's had made her feel almost faint with overstimulation. She couldn't imagine what it would be like if Kathi rubbed against her exposed sex. She almost regretted trimming her coppery pubic hair so closely to fit into her tiny bikini thong now, at least the fur she'd sported earlier would have afforded her a little more protection from Kathi's sleek vulva. She knew the other girl would be just as exposed as she was, that was the confounding thing about this whole contest, she thought. Every time she used her tongue or her breasts, any part of her body against Kathi's, she felt the same waves of dizzying pleasure that she was trying to force on her blonde rival.
Karen licked her thick, pouty lips, a nervous gesture at first, but as she saw it immediately get Kathi's attention she dragged it out, tasting the sticky, sweet red lipstick and letting her pink, glistening tongue linger on her lower lip enticingly. Kathi pursed her own lips in response, probably tasting her own lipstick just to get herself ready, Kathi thought. She was very eager to rejoin the kissfight, knowing she had enjoyed clear superiority the last time they'd really been able to have it out with their tongues. She could see Kathi eyeing her warily and knew the blonde girl must be revisiting their kissfight herself, the fight she had started and lost.
"Seduction starts with kissing, doesn't it, Kathi?" Karen asked boldly. "Didn't you say you were going to outkiss me once?"
That produced the expected result: a flush of anger from Kathi. The blonde didn't have Karen's hairtrigger temper but it was good to know that she still had buttons the redhead could push. "Maybe I wasn't really ready to kiss with you then but I am now, Karen," she said.
"Then let's kiss, bitch," Karen said, standing nose to nose with Kathi. They stood, breathing silently, drinking in the slutty perfume each of them had put on, before Kathi suddenly twisted her head and grabbed Karen's soft red hair from the back. Karen immediately opened her mouth wide and her teeth clicked against Kathi's as she dragged her incisors against their counterparts in Kathi's mouth like the clicking of some primitive war rattle. She expected the blonde's tongue to come snaking into her; she almost invited it. But instead Kathi's warm, moist lips closed softly over hers as the blonde slowly twisted against her. She compressed her own slick mouth and ground back against Kathi; their sticky, sweet lips slid across each other like wet snails and Karen gently put her hand on the back of Kathi's neck, sliding her fingers upward to caress the blonde's ears and jaw as they maneuvered delicately against one another. Kathi gradually gathered her in with her well-muscled arms and Karen hugged the blonde softly against herself in response, taking in the exquisite contours of the other girl's body playing against her own curves and swells. The light silk dresses did very little to obscure the feelings being exchanged between their bodies, and Karen shuddered as she already felt Kathi's nipples flicking across her own, catching stiffly before springing away and dragging across her stiffening breasts.
She twisted even deeper into the kiss, groaning a little as Kathi sucked at her mouth a little bit, drawing her big lips deeper inside her, and Karen felt the other girl's firm mouth grip her, sliding its sticky wetness past her lips and onto the porcelain skin of her face. She ached to tongue the blonde girl but Kathi had established some kind of ground rules and she didn't want to be the first to escalate things to the next level. She twisted more until she managed to pull her lips free of Kathi's and then sucked the other girl's sweet mouth into her own, applying her teeth a little bit to the soft skin just above Kathi's upper lip and below her lower one. Kathi stiffened against the bite and a few seconds later managed to return it, all without allowing either girl to really break the full mouth on mouth contact. Both girls groaned quietly into each other's open mouths.
The open-mouthed kiss dragged on into three minutes, then four. Slowly each girl gave and took, their heads moving back and forth like slow-motion flywheels as a barely perceptible advantage moved from girl to girl. Karen felt Kathi's hands slide up her side and caress the side of her breast through the dress material, and she quickly countered and did the same thing to Kathi. The girls gently twisted strands of soft hair around each other's fingers, tugging lightly at it or just playing with it to add stimulation. Karen could feel warmth spreading through her back and settling deep in her pelvis and stomach as she felt Kathi's body undulate against her. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment and rode the waves of pleasure, mere ripples that she knew would seem insignificant compared to the tsunamis of sexual force that would have to be unleashed before this contest was ended. She had to admit that even in this duel, which she had been certain she would win at, Kathi was getting to her.
Kathi's lips suddenly began to press against her with more insistence and she daringly pressed back into the other girl, feeling the pressure between their two meeting bosoms begin to increase, the muscles in Kathi's arms hardening as she held Karen tighter. The girls grunted into each other as they slowly smashed their gaping mouths deeply into each other, still keeping their tingling tongues sheathed and as distant from each other as possible, even though Karen was aching to taste the other girl against her. The quiet little groans now deepened into lustful bellows; Karen felt her face vibrate with the low sound of Kathi's voice inside her. Her face felt like it was on fire and she could feel the flame of desire flaring in her pelvis, she even felt an answering heat in Kathi's groin as the smooth triangle of flesh pressed through its skirt against her own heated sex.
Finally Kathi's mouth popped away from hers with a wet smack and the girls drew deep, ragged breaths. "You still think you kiss better than me?" Kathi demanded after a few seconds of recovery.
"You pulled away from ME," Karen retorted, even though she had to admit she couldn't tell just who had broken the kiss first.
"Bullshit; I was ready to kiss the life out of you!" Kathi argued.
"If you want to try then come and get some more!" Karen snapped. She pulled Kathi closer, hugging her with a ferocity she didn't quite feel yet. She saw equal uncertainty in Kathi's eyes but neither girl was going to back down from this confrontation. Kathi opened her mouth and this time Karen decided to take the initiative: she started to plunge her tongue into Kathi's mouth and was immediately deflected by Kathi's own hot, wet tongue. The girls stood off for a second, eyeing each other warily, then Kathi licked out at Karen and Karen met her tongue to tongue. The two long tentacles of flesh slashed at each other and Karen put all her efforts into out-licking Kathi, fluttering her tongue energetically all over the blonde's pink probe. The girls groaned as they began to thrust tongue to tongue, and they twisted their heads downward until they were almost kissing each other upside down so that each girl could lick the more sensitive top of her tongue against the top of her rival's, tasting each other and sending a riot of stimuli across the hypersensitive nerves of each organ. Karen felt like she was being electrocuted with pleasure and little convulsions racked her body as she engaged Kathi in the hottest tongue kissing they had exchanged since their first encounter.
Angrily, Karen gathered Kathi in and closed her mouth over the other girl's wetly, then she slowly, purposefully extended her tongue, forcing it inch by inch deep into Kathi's waiting mouth. The other girl moaned in violation before pressing her own tongue past Karen's defenses and equally deep into her trembling mouth. Karen twisted against the other girl's tongue, avoiding the overpowering urge to take advantage by biting the blonde. She squealed lightly as Kathi's tongue burrowed into her and she tried with all her might to lick the blonde's tongue into submission, but Kathi's licks kept her own tongue so electrified with pleasure that she had to keep twisting away every time she thought she was gaining an advantage.
Finally the girls pulled away from each other, slipping out of each other's mouths, and stood forehead to forehead in each other's arms, eyes closed. Briefly each girl tried to launch another sexual offensive, flashing their tongues into each other, before breaking apart again.
"You think you're so hot with that tongue but you're not," Kathi breathed heavily.
"I'm hotter than you are, that's for sure," Karen retorted. "You couldn't take it before and you can't take it now."
"I can take it just fine; I'll kiss all night with you if that's what you want," Kathi said. She held Karen tightly and looked down between them to where her pale, creamy cleavage was already at war with Karen's. "We're going to do a lot more than kiss, though," she said.
"I'm ready to do whatever you want," Karen said. She knew Kathi would want to renew their little boob war and she was already mentally steeling herself for the encounter. If Kathi could hold her own against Karen's kisses she could certainly get back into a breast fight with the blonde.
"Then let's take off our dresses," Kathi said. Karen swallowed but she was not about to allow herself to be railroaded by Kathi this late in the game. She reached back behind her back for the zipper of her minidress and Kathi did the same. She watched the blonde, marveling at the smooth, sculpted contours of her triceps muscles and the way they folded into her shoulders. With her arms pulled back her breasts were tugged upwards and they now jutted even more arrogantly toward Karen's chest. She could tell by the way Kathi was looking at her that she must present an equally appealing picture to the blonde girl, and she intentionally dragged out her search for the zipper, posing suggestively in front of Kathi, flashing her long, pale legs for the other girl's study.
"Wait a minute," she said, suddenly struck by an idea. "I want to go into another room." She took Kathi's hand and led her down the hall to the door to the house's basement. The girls' heels clicked loudly down the tile hall and made a slow clatter as they walked carefully down the stairs to the basement. The basement floor was carpeted with a thick pile so the footsteps dissolved into silence the second they hit the floor. Karen turned on a couple of the room's lamps but left the overhead lights off. She saw Kathi look around the room's walls. Karen's mother had put mirrors all along the basement walls to make it look bigger and now there seemed to be an infinity of Karens and Kathis facing each other in the center of a thousand rooms.
"Look familiar?" Karen asked. The similarity to the dance practice room was striking; Karen often came down here to work out. "Now when we strip I'm going to see every inch of you," she said smugly.
Kathi finished looking around and turned back to her. "Good," she said. "I can't wait to look at that cute ass of yours when I get my fingers in it."
Karen fumed silently at that, thinking that Kathi was jumping ahead of things and disappointed that she still hadn't put the other girl off balance. The girls struck their undressing pose again and Kathi whipped her dress off with surprising speed before flinging it across the room. Karen eyed her sullenly and took care to strip her own dress off more slowly and sexily. In spite of the fact that they had already seen each other topless the sight of Kathi's perfect breasts and long pink nipples stabbing out at her caused Karen to catch her breath. She wiggled her own boobs out of the dress and stared threateningly at Kathi as she bent to slip the dress down over her hips, showing Kathi the full length of her own erect nipples as they briefly pointed straight at the floor. When she straightened she arched her back slightly, flexing her belly muscles tautly and stretching her perfect, creamy globes out on her chest. She knew Kathi would think she had this next battle already won and she was determined not to show the slightest hint of intimidation or fear.
"I didn't think you had the guts to do this again after the way you ran away from me tonight," Kathi said, immediately taking the fight to Karen.
"Yes, we each chickened out on each other once, Kathi," Karen said hotly. "But I won't turn my back on you again."
"Good; I want to see your face when I beat you," Kathi replied.
"Don't be too conceited about your big boobs, Kathi," Karen warned her. "Mine are just as big as yours."
"Maybe they are but your boobs are a little sensitive, aren't they?" Kathi taunted. "Anyway, I would much rather compare nipples with you right now."
"If you want to compare nipples that's fine with me, but we already did that once tonight," Karen argued.
"Yeah, we compared length," Kathi replied. "I want to see whose are harder and stronger because I don't think it's going to be yours."
"If you want a nipple contest then bring it on, Kathi," Karen said evenly, her chest rising and falling as she drew in a deep breath. She was not worried about her own nipples' stiffness, she had never felt more aroused in her life and her breasts felt as tight and hard as rocks, her goosefleshed skin stretched to its limits. What did worry her was how Kathi's own erect nipples were going to feel rubbing against hers. She had almost passed out at the feel of the other girl's silky breast skin gliding across her nipples, and the thought of Kathi's stiff, aroused nipples grazing her own made her giddy.
The two pairs of perfect, spherical breasts lined up in opposition, nipples extended like artillery directly at each other, and Karen carefully positioned hers tip to tip with Kathi's, gratified to see the four shafts line up perfectly. Kathi took a last glance into Karen's eyes before lightly thrusting her boobs forward, nipples first, into Karen's. The redhead shuddered at the blunt touch of the other girl's pink rods, but she held her ground and carefully pressed back with her own chest. The tickle of the blonde's tips against hers was incredibly arousing, but at least the quarter inch or so of skin touching skin was less loaded with nerve endings than the inch and a quarter or more of stiff, pink shaft behind them. Karen had no doubt that she would have to put her nipples shaft against shaft with Kathi but for the moment she tried to concentrate on the delicate job of staying tip to tip with her without slipping past Kathi's nipple points. She could see the girls' long, stiff shafts bending elastically, like thick rubber erasers under pressure, and both girls maneuvered to maintain contact. It took far more effort than Karen had expected and she quickly found every muscle on her body put into use maintaining her balance and position against Kathi.
Karen groaned a little as she felt her tingling nipples bending back and upward slightly and she saw a look of triumph flicker across Kathi's face at this little victory: the blonde's nipples were still almost dead straight and were flexing very little under Karen's assault. "I told you I was stiffer than you," Kathi said tauntingly. Karen blinked angrily and tried to reposition her breasts and straighten out her pressurized nipples, and she was rewarded with a slight bend from Kathi's shafts. She could see the skin of the blonde's aureoles pucker on the left side as she began to bend the blonde's nipples in that direction, but Kathi quickly countered.
The girls' eyes narrowed as they acknowledged each other's skill in this delicate new game. Karen marveled at how her stiff, sensitive nipples could be used against her blonde rival, and she warily readied herself for continued assaults from Kathi's own erect weapons. The two girls brought their nipples together head on a second time and both girls glared at each other as they pressed expertly forward, each waiting to see who would bend away first.
"You bring them over here," Kathi said dangerously, "Now."
Karen carefully moved forward, glancing upward in annoyance as Kathi blocked her and again pressed the tips of her nipples against Karen's. She glared at Karen sullenly and then suddenly flicked her nipples sideways, allowing the redhead to press forward. Both girls let out a sharp little squeal as their nipples dragged across each other's full lengths before embedding themselves in the puckered pink skin of their aureoles. Karen stared into Kathi's eyes, breathing hard as the blonde girl held her nipple shafts against the redhead's. Both girls tried to limit their movements as the slightest change of position sent a shockwave of sensation buzzing through their breasts, but the excitement of the contact forced both girls' respiration to increase and just the rise and fall of their opposing chests made their nipples continue to grind together erotically.
After several moments of shaft to shaft pressure Kathi broke away and repositioned her nipples on top of Karen's, slowly forcing the redhead's pink shafts downward until Karen's forehead bumped against the blonde's. "Just remember you're the one who started this in dance class, Karen," Kathi growled against her. "You're the one who pressed those stiff things against me first."
"Don't pretend you didn't want to fight me like this all along!" Karen retorted. "I've seen you looking at my boobs for a long time."
"As a matter of fact I've wanted to compare our boobs for a long time because I've always known I would come out on top," Kathi said back.
"Don't make me laugh," Karen said. "There's no comparison between my nipples and yours or any other part of our bodies."
"Well your rich girl attitude isn't going to help you outdo me at anything tonight," Kathi said hotly. "Just remember how you ran away from me when we rubbed boobs before."
"I'm not running away from you now, Kathi," Karen replied, glaring into her intensely nose to nose as they maneuvered around each other's nipples. Kathi had hooked her nipples good and was forcing her downward awkwardly, and as Karen tried to twist out of the hold the other girl managed to lean in and corkscrew her nipples around Karen's, knotting them together in a hold neither girl could easily break.
Suddenly she felt her back strike a cold wall as Kathi's supple body forced itself on her; her boobs compressed as the blonde's round globes ground directly into hers. Kathi's nose slid past hers and the other girl's eyes blazed so close to hers now that her left eye's eyelashes fluttered against the lashes on Kathi's right eye as they stared each other down.
"If you want to suck on something suck on this," Kathi growled quietly. Before Karen could reply the blonde girl thrust her hot mouth over the redhead's lips and slowly, purposefully drilled her long tongue deep into Karen's mouth. Karen fought against the enemy tongue and attempted to force her way past it with her own slippery, pink muscle, scraping it across Kathi's teeth before entering the other girl's deep, wet mouth. The girls pounded at each other hotly inside their locked-together mouths, struggling for an advantage. As Kathi wrapped her long tongue around Karen's competing one the redhead felt the blonde drag her nipples upward along the bottom of Karen's breasts until their bent, raw nipples came into full contact again. Karen tried to twist around the two invading shafts, determined that this time it would be her who would tie Kathi's nipples in painful knots, and despite the incredible, dizzying mix of pain and pleasure that radiated from where her nipples attacked Kathi's she pressed home the attack, forcing Kathi back a little from the wall as she tried to dodge away from Karen's advancing nipples while maintaining her assault on Karen's tongue.
She began to plunge her tongue inside Kathi like a long piston, thrusting the other girl's tongue aside and plummeting deeper and deeper into her. Her pounding breasts were forgotten as she pounded her slick pinkness into her blonde enemy and made her moan in dirty pleasure. She felt Kathi's muscular arms gripping her, her strong fingers tugging at Karen's soft red hair briefly, then trying to caress and tease her neck and face the same way Karen was expertly playing on all the ticklish, sensitive spots on Kathi. The redhead felt another flush of hot tingling race down her back and thighs, but she squeezed her eyes shut even tighter and rode out the storm of sensation, redoubling her sexual attack on Kathi. A long, unbearable groan shook the blonde as she tongue wrestled with her hated redheaded obsession, and the blonde's head twisted and bobbed with Karen's as she tried to lip-rub the redhead into submission. Karen shook her head in negation, grinding back into Kathi, and continued to slam her tongue into the blonde's mouth, forcing more groans of submission from Kathi. Finally the other girl wriggled out of the kiss, smacking away until she was only forehead to forehead with the redhead. Both girls gasped, desperately sucking in air after the suffocating kiss fight.
"You bitch," Kathi said exhaustedly, turning one cheek to Karen. The redhead nipped at the soft, sweating flesh with a mix of playfulness and viciousness, exulting in this new victory. Kathi's breasts were still pressed against hers, but the other girl seemed to be flinching from her now even in that contested area.
"Just remember you're the one who started this fight, Kathi," Karen said, her lips brushing the blonde's delicate ear. "If you thought you could beat me by dragging me into the gutter you're wrong."
"I should have known you'd be a big slut in spite of all your rich girl attitude, Karen," Kathi snarled, her half-whispering voice loud in Karen's own ear. "I'm glad you like fighting dirty like this because we're not finished by a long shot."
"We won't be finished until I get you down and suck these hot boobs of yours dry," Karen said hoarsely. She felt Kathi's breath quicken at that threat and the other girl pressed against her hard. For the first time the blonde pressed her cotton-pantied crotch up between Karen's legs, and she shivered herself as she felt the smooth, cleft groin of her enemy push up hotly right against her own crotch.
"Is that what you're going to do, suck my tits off?" Kathi growled. "Just because your little boobs are too weak to milk mine themselves?" With that the blonde renewed their breast duel, this time from their new, closer quarters. Karen moaned as she felt her boobs compress under Kathi's, but she instantly took the fight back to the blonde, using all her strength to grind back against the other girl's erect boobs.
"If you want me to press the milk out of you this way I'll be happy to do it!" Karen snarled against Kathi. "Maybe you'll get off on it the way you're pressing that little puss of yours against me!" At that Kathi redoubled her pelvic grinding, and Karen felt their pubic bones collide roughly and even heard a whisper of crackling fur over the sound of their struggling bodies and gutter talk.
"Why don't you fight back down there if you don't like it, girl?" Kathi challenged, continuing to pound at her nether regions aggressively. Karen flexed her two firm round buns, twitching them into action as she and the blonde exchanged a flurry of rough, spiteful jabs at each other with their strong young hips.
She moved to pull Kathi into another kiss and was stunned when the blonde beat her to the move, grabbing her head roughly and forcing her burning lips on top of Karen's. The girls tongue fought aggressively, neither able to confine the duel to the interior of their mouths as they danced around each other, licking viciously at each other's lips and faces, taking opportunistic bites whenever the other girl's chin, lips or earlobes would come into range of their snapping, hungry mouths.
Karen ground back against Kathi's breasts and crotch as hard as she could, refusing to be subdued by the attacking blonde, but her position against the wall wasn't helping her efforts. She suddenly reached down and twisted a handful of the soft, hot cotton around her fingers and dragged them up between Kathi's strong buns, forcing a grunt of outrage and discomfort from the blonde.
"That feel good up against those hot little buns of yours, Kathi?" she demanded, snarling into the other girl's face.
"I'll do the same thing to your cute ass, cunt!" Kathi said suddenly, her fingers digging behind Karen's gyrating hips. Karen felt a sudden flash of fury at the blonde's use of the c-word.
"Don't you call me a cunt you cheap gutter whore!" Karen said, suddenly battering wildly against Kathi and forcing her back away from the mirrored wall. She smacked her body against the blonde girl's full on, again and again, smashing wildly jiggling breasts, flexing abdominal muscles and pivoting round hips against each other.
"I'll call you every dirty name I can think of, bitch!" Kathi snarled into Karen's face. "You've been strutting that bitch body of yours in front of me since we started high school!"
"Don't think I haven't watched you shaking it in my face too, slut!" Karen bellowed as she hugged Kathi into her burning body and reclaimed her wedge-hold on the other girl's panties. "It's going to feel good teaching your tight little bod a lesson!"
"Bring it on, you mean little pussy!" Kathi growled. Karen suddenly felt hot, abrading cotton snaking up between her ass cheeks and twisting up even further as Kathi pulled at her panties from behind. She felt an appalling pressure on her crotch and then something unspeakable and violating as the cotton bisected her vulva and sneaked deep into her intimate cleft, grinding against her labia and the hidden regions between her crotch and buns. She groaned against Kathi's shoulder.
"You're the pussy, you blonde bitch," Karen snarled. "I hope you like that hot wedgie up your ass!"
"I hope YOU like it up your big hairy cunt, priss!" Kathi replied, sawing at her pelvis. Both girls' powerful thighs braced against each other in opposition, the fight seesawing across the basement floor. "You're just doing this because you're afraid of my boobs and you know it."
"I'm not afraid of your stiff nips, honey," Karen responded angrily. "You're the one who can't even make it in a kiss fight."
"I can kiss with you as long as you want, bitch," Kathi hissed. "Why don't you just admit you're afraid to fight the way those girls did tonight?"
That stopped Karen dead in her tracks. She wrestled silently against Kathi for a moment before she said "I showed you I can smack boobs with you already but if you want to fight like that some more we can do it," she said threateningly.
Both girls suddenly drew each other in, relaxing their holds on each other's panties and allowing their bodies to meet in a confrontation that was far more controlled and static than the last few minutes of twisting, violent movement. They held each other by each other's waistbands now, tugging against each other's panties in little, goading movements just to produce enough pressure on each other's burning crotches and sweating ass cleavage to remind the other girl that there was a fight on. Karen held her abraded, erect breasts against Kathi's and shivered slightly at the blonde's still-stiff touch on her own boobs.
"Is that what you meant, bitch?" Karen asked defiantly as she stared down the blonde nose to nose. In reply Kathi only tugged against her, pressing body to body. As she pressed in closer Karen felt the other girl's warm cotton crotch press in against hers. Kathi glared at her intently and then slowly pressed her pubic area up against Karen's. Karen met her, refusing to be intimidated, and as Kathi stared at her the blonde girl slowly rubbed her pubic mound into Karen's: up, then down, like the slow scrubbing of a wire brush. Karen's nostrils flared and she trembled with a mix of utter fury and excitement at this silent challenge.
"You know what I meant you little redheaded pussy, and you saw exactly the same thing I saw tonight," Kathi said slowly. "Don't you remember when I asked you how big you were down there?"
After a full evening of voyeurism, dirty fighting and dirty talk, Karen flushed beet red in the dimly lit room. Somehow she had managed to fool herself into thinking that it wasn't all really leading up to this. "All I remember is you lying about how big YOU were," she said flatly. Kathi purposefully reached between them and tugged upward at Karen's panty crotch, twisting the material into her pussy. Karen glanced down and saw her fiery red pubic hair wrapping around the white cotton as Kathi revealed her swollen, creamy pale vulva. She immediately returned the favor, tugging Kathi's panty crotch up into her pussy, and looked down to see the golden fur peeking out from around the twisted column of cotton.
"You are definitely not girl enough to fight with me down there, Karen," Kathi said smugly, eyeing her daringly.
"Why don't you take off those fucking panties and find out, Kathi," Karen shot back.
"You take off YOUR panties, Karen," Kathi said, her eyes shining brightly. "Go ahead. I DARE you." Karen stared her rival down, both girls eyeing each other in brazen silence, their bodies still pressed together hotly. The smell of sweat, makeup, and chlorine and perfume hung over both girls like a moving swamp of sex: it got more intense with every centimeter closer Kathi got to her. The twisted cotton panties, now barely any larger than the thong bikini bottoms she had worn earlier, were now her last, tenuous connection to the civilized world of class that she'd always fancied herself part of. Other than a few folds of labia and a few tufts of pubic fur that twist of cotton hid only one thing from Kathi, and she knew that only one part of Kathi's body was still hidden from her. Once those panties slipped off there would be no turning back.
"I hate you, Kathi," she said, slowly peeling the hot, damp panty fabric out of the folds of her labia, tugging it out from between her two sweating, taut-muscled and quivering ass cheeks and down across her rippling thighs as she stepped out of them. She crumpled up the steaming fabric and flung them across the room while Kathi watched.
"I hate you too, Karen," Kathi said, her eyes never leaving the redhead as she peeled her burning, damp cotton panties away from her glistening blonde thatch and out from between her two flexing buttocks. She let the cotton panties drop to the floor and straightened slowly, thrusting out her high, firm breasts with an angry pride and placing her hands directly on her hips, flanking the furred golden triangle that was now displayed to the redhead. She circled Karen and put a little distance between them just as the redhead straightened and took on a very similar pose, letting her own perfect boobs jut out defiantly at Kathi's. Kathi looked tremblingly down between Karen's beautiful thighs at the dark, raw orange patch of fur wisping between the thick swells of her vulval pair, the sleek crotch she had seen pressed against blue jeans, bikini bottoms and leotard crotches, now utterly naked but for the briefest display of pubic curls. She knew her own tuft of golden fur didn't cover much more of her vulva than Karen's did. They were practically defenseless, she thought.
"Now there's nowhere for you to hide, Karen," Kathi said quietly. "We are really going to see who's the best between us."
"I've wanted to settle that for a long time," Karen nodded grimly. "After I teach you a lesson you're going to stay away from me for good."
"So you think you have a big strong pussy, Kathi?" Karen said.
Kathi glared at her, trembling against the redhead's body. "Yes," she said hoarsely. "And I think my pussy is bigger and stronger and hairier than yours."
"You are a dirty, cheap little slut, Kathi," Karen said slowly. "And my pussy is just as big and just as strong and just as hairy as yours is."
"Why don't you press your pussy against mine and prove it then?" Kathi replied coolly. "Or are you afraid I'd rub your little bush bald with my blonde fur?" Both girls maintained their hands-on-hips stance although Kathi was consumed with the desire to drag Karen's body into hers.
Karen shook her head slowly. "That soft yellow hair of yours won't stand a chance when I rub my hot red bush into it, honey," she challenged.
"You are full of cheap talk but I don't think you have the guts to rub pussy to pussy with me," Kathi said.
"And you've been afraid of my pussy for a long time," Karen said, brushing past Kathi's nose until the blonde girl felt the redhead's soft lips caressing hers, fluttering across her mouth delicately with each dirty word.
"I'm not afraid of anything," Karen growled, and with that she met Kathi head on and the blonde felt the other girl's burning hot, furry crotch rub directly into hers. She felt the hot tangle of their meeting pubic fur grind and knot together as Karen's strong, pale arms encircled her waist and she rushed to place her own hold on the other girl's slender body. Karen held her gaping, open mouth against Kathi's, daring her to try anything with her tongue, and Kathi too placed her yawning mouth lip to lip against the redhead's mouth. Their teeth clicked as they wrestled against each other but both girls held off from licking one another; they both knew they were saving that for something else.
Karen's eyes blazed into Kathi's as the redhead launched an all out erotic assault on Kathi's pubic region. Kathi held her steadily and let the other girl press the first wave of the encounter, grunting as she took grind after grind. The first few rubs had been hard and coarse and Kathi had gyrated her own hips in response, not so much retreating from Karen's crotch as maintaining a steady, warm contact as she stared into her rival's beautiful blue eyes uncertainly. She was astonished at the intimacy of this new contest: after the initial hot, scrubbing contact of Karen's tuft of pubic fur she immediately made out the soft contours of the redhead's smooth vulva caressing her own at the outer edges of their meeting crotches, as if two wide, smooth mouths were caressing each other into a kiss between their legs. She looked behind Karen to the mirrored wall and watched the redhead's perfect ass flex and bob, first one firm buttock compressing and releasing, then the other as she worked her way deeper and deeper into contact with Kathi's pussy. She clenched her own cheeks in response and found she could work her own way into incredibly intimate exploration of the other girl's sex, and very soon Karen's thick vulva gave way to the delicate, searingly hot folds of her inner labia.
"Have you ever done this before?" she whispered huskily against Karen. Karen looked down where their breasts were rubbing together, almost forgotten in the heat of this new phase of their duel. When she looked back up at Kathi her expression was a mixture of defiance and honesty.
"No," she said.
"Neither have I," Kathi admitted. "I never would have done it with anyone but you."
Karen stared at her for a long time. "You're the only one dirty enough to do something like this with," she said, looking at her grimly.
"That makes you just as dirty as I am, Karen," Kathi said quietly.
"You might have dragged me down into this gutter but I am going to climb out after I beat you," Karen replied with equal deadliness.
"Then let's keep rubbing until we finish it," Kathi agreed. Her crotch was burning furiously now, and she was mesmerized by the look of Karen's creamy ass jiggling and flexing in the mirror behind her. She added some more spite to her own pussy rubbing, and for a few moments the girls opposed each other by dragging their cunts as far up and down one another as they could.
"Why don't you just admit that you like fighting dirty like this?" Kathi said challengingly as she fought to ride the waves of pleasure running through her.
"I'll admit that I'm going to enjoy beating you," Karen said tightly. It was clear from the little convulsions shaking the redhead and the trembling in her voice that she was just as affected by their combat as Kathi was.
"And just how are you going to do that?" Kathi demanded hotly, stroking against her redheaded rival.
"By making you beg me to stop," Karen shot back.
"Just how do you plan to do that, honey?" Kathi said tauntingly, determined to get the answer she wanted out of Karen's caressing mouth. Their grinding had gotten faster and faster, both girls taking long, wet strokes at each other, slick sucking sounds snaking out from between them.
"By making you come, you filthy blonde slut!" Karen growled with incredible violence.
"Not before I make your sexy body come first, you fucking stuck up prissy bitch!" Kathi roared into Karen's soft face. Both girls redoubled their efforts; Kathi felt Karen's boobs jiggling against hers as the other girl's pale, sweaty body rocked against her. Suddenly she felt the redhead's fingers slipping down over her pulsing buttocks, plunging into her ass muscles and drawing their dueling pelvises into even tougher, hotter contact. She instantly retaliated by smacking both hands down on Karen's behind, watching her hands in the mirror as they squeezed and kneaded the deep muscle of the other girl's incredibly round, sexy ass roughly.
"You've been asking me to fuck your body for a long time and now I'm going to do it!" Karen said viciously. "I'll show you I'm better than you and I always have been, in EVERY way!"
"Don't tell me you haven't wanted me to fuck your body too, Karen!" Kathi snarled. "I'll never let you come out on top in this fight!"
"I'm going to squeeze your hot little ass off, bitch," Karen growled back.
"Just admit you like feeling my buns, Karen," Kathi said. "I'll bet you want to feel every inch of my body."
"If that's what I have to do to make you come then that's what I'll do, slut," Karen replied. "And don't tell me you don't like squeezing my ass."
Both girls twisted and snaked against each other and for several moments the battle turned rough; Karen bit at Kathi's face and neck nastily and Kathi met her bite for bite; both girls smacked and punched at each other's buns, their legs spreading wider for balance, opening themselves up to each other. Kathi jammed her pussy deep into Karen's and both girls groaned animalistically as their crotches met in the most intimate contact of the fight.
"Come on, you little bitch," Karen moaned. "You come all over my pussy!"
"You come on mine, cunt!" Kathi groaned back. The language seared her ears, inflaming her even more, and she slapped Karen's quivering buns spitefully as she felt open-handed blows stinging her own ass. The cunt-pumping blazed to a furious exchange of grinds and bumps before Karen suddenly shrieked and Kathi felt a terrible new sensation exploding out of her own sex.
Instinctively the girls broke out of their embrace, gasping for air and backpedaling to separate their overheated young bodies. Kathi clutched her crotch, afraid for an instant that she had already climaxed against Karen, but although her entire body was tingling with incredible sensation she knew she had not come yet. Karen too had one hand caressing her groin, tufts of red fur peeking out from between her fingers. Kathi looked at her expectantly and after a moment of uncertainty Karen straightened and stared at her sullenly. The girls caught their breath, seemingly uncertain of what had just transpired, but then Karen said "I'm not through with you."
Kathi too stood up straight and returned her hands to their challenging positions on either side of her hips. Karen duplicated the pose mockingly and Kathi looked down at her now exposed pussy. The red fur had been parted atop her vulva, ground clear of the opening cleft of her vagina, and Kathi sucked in a breath as she saw the pink, glistening tongue of something new snaking out from the beginning upper folds of the redhead's labia. She looked up at Karen and saw the other girl staring down at Kathi's crotch. She glanced down and saw an equally pronounced tongue of moist flesh peeking out from just beneath the pubic tuft of golden fur at her crotch. Clearly the labial infighting they'd been doing had teased out their clitorises, and the stiff little sex rods now stood fully revealed to one another.
Kathi now realized that the incredible, violating sensation she'd experienced must have been her clitoris touching Karen's. Her mind flashed back to the one phone conversation where the two had interrogated each other about this secret, powerful part of their bodies, neither daring to imagine that they would ever really see the other revealed like this. It was very clear that a new threshold had been crossed, one final barrier to be broken down before both girls settled the ultimate question.
"I told you I was bigger than you," Karen whispered.
"Do you think you can take us touching like that again?" Kathi said.
"If you can't just say so," Karen said, taking a step forward. "All you have to do is admit that I'm bigger down there than you are."
"I'm just as big and just as long as you are there," Kathi said, stepping forward to meet her again nose to nose. "Anyway, don't be such a prude, Karen. Why don't you just say it? Just say you think your clit is bigger than my clit."
Karen groaned at those words and pressed her hot, sweaty forehead against Kathi's. The girls leaned into each other, testing muscle against muscle while keeping their hips cocked backward, asses flared to the rear as they maintained plenty of distance between their ravenous pussies. "I'm not afraid of your dirty talk, you big slut, don't worry," Karen assured her. "And I always knew I had a bigger, harder clit than you did."
"I'm glad I found out that you're just as down and dirty and slutty as I ever was, you redheaded bitch," Kathi said. "And I'll be very glad to put my long, straight clit up against yours any day."
"If you are girl enough to meet my clit length to length then let's quit beating around the bush and have us a little clit fight, Kathi," Karen breathed.
"You would scream if I pressed my clit against yours just like you did the first time we touched clits," Kathi accused.
"Then maybe we'll both scream but we both know that we are going to fight with our clits," Karen insisted. "If that's the only way to settle which one of us is sexier and which one of us is the mistress of the other than that is exactly what we are going to do."
"When you feel the touch of my clit against yours, Karen, you are going to have an orgasm, and you are going to admit that you want me more than I want you and that you've wanted me up against you all along."
Karen shook her head defiantly. "I doubt it, Kathi, because when you feel my clit touch yours YOU are going to come against me and I am going to enjoy watching you admit that I'm sexier than you. I know you've always wanted me ever since we got into high school and now I'm going to teach you a lesson. I'm going to teach you not to cross clits with girls who are better than you."
"I'll cross my clit with yours any time you want," Kathi said. "Because I know I'm going to dominate your clit and your body."
She felt the tickle of Karen's pubic hair intermingling with hers and her buttocks trembled as she prepared to maneuver her pelvis with minute accuracy against Karen's. Heat roiled off the other girl's crotch as their sexual triangles moved to within three inches of one another. Kathi let her hips sway a few inches from side to side like a tiger's tail waiting to strike, and she saw an equivalent, gathering move from Karen's derriere in the mirror. Suddenly both girls feinted forward and gasped as their clits licked briefly tip to tip. Kathi's nipples suddenly stiffened with redoubled hardness, seeming to extend another full half inch into Karen's soft breasts, and even as the other girl groaned Kathi felt Karen's stiff nipples drill deeper into her firm boobs.
Kathi had had enough. She smacked first one, then another fist down on Karen's pale buns and drew her into full pussy contact. Instantly Karen retaliated and both girls wrestled briefly as their clits sought each other. Suddenly a bolt of lightning seemed to strike Kathi's sex as she felt Karen's clit slide slickly against hers. The sensation was incredible and she squealed into the redhead's mouth just as Karen screamed into hers. Instinctively their hips cocked back, separating, but then Kathi angrily pounded forward again. The girls struggled to find a meeting point before finally measuring against each other clit against clit. There was only an inch or two of movement possible from their pulsing pelvises now and both girls ratcheted the battle down to a probing, intimate invasion as they licked clit against clit, dodging and twisting around each other. Kathi felt herself growing even stiffer and as she flashed downward with her cunt she saw that she was able to shoot her little sex rod down across Karen's waiting labia, riding the valley of slick labial folds and driving Karen crazy with desire. But in the next minute she felt Karen's pink horn do the same thing to her, bisecting her and sliding into her slippery folds, grinding up and down through her moist valley until both girls brought their sizzling clits together for another round of electric fighting.
Kathi caught brief glimpses of their naked, wrestling bodies striving against each other in the room's mirrors. They strained against each other, each trying to wrestle her enemy back while keeping their bodies pressed together intimately. As incredible as the sensation of their intermingling labia and clitorises was, Kathi knew she could get deeper into Karen and feel more of the redhead up against her if only she could get more purchase or change their positions. She pressed hard against Karen and suddenly began whipping her overstimulated, sweating breasts against the redhead's. Loud smacks rang in the room as she tit-whipped her rival backward. Karen fought back viciously, her nipples cutting into Kathi's bare boobs, sometimes slicing across her breasts, sometimes stabbing as she pounded her own boobs back into Kathi's.
Suddenly something cold and smooth touched her back and Kathi felt the pressure of Karen's body on hers redouble as her back pressed against the mirrored wall behind her. "Now I'm going to get at you, girl!" Karen growled, her strong thighs forcing Kathi's open. Kathi grunted against hers and squeezed her thighs together like a vise, and for a moment both girls groaned agonizingly against each other as they tested the strength of their powerful legs against each other. Then Kathi's gave way briefly and let Karen's quivering pelvis between her thighs. The moist meat of Karen's cunt pressed into her again and she glared into the redhead's eyes as their labia zipped into one another once more. Karen's clit was like a soft finger dipping into her vagina now and she struggled to force her own clit right up against the invading digit. Karen gasped at the meeting clits and Kathi took the opportunity to smack her hands down on Karen's ass again, eyeing the results hungrily in the opposite mirror. The redhead's buns were incredibly beautiful and provocative as they quivered and flexed under her fingers, and Kathi moaned at the hot friction of Karen's vulva rubbing hers. She felt herself sliding down the wall as Karen spread her wider and wider, but the redhead had to expose herself more and more the more she forced the blonde's legs apart, and Kathi had just as much access to her steaming, delicate labia and clitoris as Karen had to hers.
The girls strained against each other, their hips only a couple of feet off the ground now as they spread each other wide, using their dancers' flexibility against each other. With her back against the wall Kathi was now at the mercy of Karen's body, and she felt the rich girl pound and grind against her mercilessly. Now Karen's hands were free to clutch at Kathi's straining buns and she somehow managed to force their dueling genitals even closer together. Kathi could feel the powerful muscles of her inner thighs rippling against Karen's, the thick tendons flanking her crotch flexing and straining against their tough counterparts inside the redhead's legs. As she sucked ravenously on Karen's tongue she looked past the redhead's face to the mirror where the other girl's back and ass rippled and danced sensuously, sweat gleaming off every muscle.
She pulled out of Karen's mouth with a loud smack and pressed her wet lips against Karen's ear. "I'm getting into you just as deep as you are into me, you bitch," she purred. "Why don't you admit you've wanted to do this with me all along?"
"I'll never admit I'm gutter trash like you, Kathi," Karen hissed against her. With that Kathi launched a pounding assault on Karen's crotch and Karen immediately retaliated, both girls' pelvises twisting and bobbing in the dim light, sweat raining off their jiggling buttocks, thighs straining to maintain their balance. Then Karen's sweating feet slipped on the tile floor and Kathi felt the redhead buckling underneath her. She fell across her rival with a smack of sweaty flesh, her boobs quivering as they slammed into the redhead's.
"It doesn't matter who's trash here, honey," Kathi growled. "Right now we're exactly equal, except I'm on top!"
"You can suck my tits you cheap slut!" Karen snarled, grinding against her hotly. Kathi instantly grabbed Karen by the hair, pinning her down before she sank her teeth into the other girl's sweating left breast. She chewed on the soft flesh for a moment, luxuriating in the feel of Karen's boob in her mouth. She didn't bite hard enough to really hurt the redhead, only enough for her to feel the rough bite of teeth on her breast. She glided her teeth along Karen's nipple, nibbling it before extending her tongue and licking it lasciviously while she eyed her rival. Karen looked at her with a mixture of hatred and lust, her eyes briefly closing at the feel of Kathi sucking at her. Then she twisted underneath Kathi's body for a moment until their chests were almost at right angles to one another. "I'll suck you off too, baby!" she threatened, writhing until her mouth was under Kathi's firm left boob. Kathi felt the redhead's teeth close on her tender breast flesh and give her the same rough chew she had given to Karen. She quivered as she felt Karen's tongue lick her tingling nipple, then felt her soft, thick lips surround Kathi's aureole and suck her nipple in deep. She writhed as the other girl's tongue encircled her nipple, licking it from base to tip, and she redoubled her efforts to suck Karen dry. She maintained her pussy contact with the other girl and twisted briefly to look down behind her to the close, mirrored wall. She could see her own powerful ass flexing above Karen's pelvis, and in intimate detail she saw her and Karen's bodies duplicated the incredible tableau she had seen Carol and Kara attain earlier that evening.
Now Karen's pelvis began a wild, circular motion like two sweating machines swiveling in tandem; clit flicked against clit in an incredible, final duel and Kathi felt the burning waves of orgasm building deep inside her, flooding across her thighs, back and neck as a nuclear flame began to explode deep inside her hips.
She pulled away from Karen's breast and met the other girl's mouth one last time, snaking her tongue inside the redhead as Karen filled her mouth with her own hot, thrusting tongue. The redhead managed to wrestle her onto her side and the girls locked together in a slick tangle of arms and legs, wrapping each other ever tighter into a final, grinding embrace. Kathi felt Karen's powerful body smash against hers, rock-hard girl muscles meeting hers in a crush of soft iron. She shook, the enemies finishing each other, draining every drop of slippery juice from each other's pussies. After five minutes of shaking in each other's arms they had rubbed each other into a drying, sticky mass of orange and yellow fur. Kathi continued to lick slowly inside Karen's mouth, tasting every square inch of her as if she might find something different now that both girls had spent each other on the floor. Finally Karen's tongue withdrew from her and she pulled out of her rival, her lips sliding across Karen's one final time before she fell back onto the floor, her belly flexing and breasts quivering with every exhausted breath.
They lay there for ten more minutes before Kathi finally spoke. "Now maybe you'll admit you wanted me just as much as I wanted you." Karen didn't answer, and Kathi looked at her sweat-drenched, naked body still breathing hard next to hers. She realized now just how similar they looked: except for their hair color and Karen's slightly brighter blue eyes they could have been twins. Kathi had found her equal and she knew Karen had to admit now that neither girl had really dominated the other in this encounter.
Karen rolled onto her side for a moment, staring into Kathi's eyes. Without a word, Karen slowly rolled back on top of Kathi, purposefully pressing her boobs into Kathi's still burning, raw breasts and nipples. Kathi wasn't sure she could take any more but she had answered one question for herself as Karen's mouth sought hers and as she took position on top of Kathi's welcoming, creamy body: she knew now that Karen wanted her, that she was equally the object of the redheaded society girl's lust. And that thought was enough to carry her through as she opened her legs and prepared herself to meet the flame-haired girl's burning snatch again.
Karen did not feel like being outed right at the moment. Only a few people knew about her and Kathi, mainly the ones who'd been at the pool party, all of whom had figured it out afterwards. But Karen didn't think of herself as a lesbian, at least not yet. In fact, she knew that what kept her and Kathi going at it, at least partially, was the tantalizing feeling that whatever they were doing was horribly wrong.
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SIX MONTHS LATER...
Karen Solomon looked across the shower stall at Kathi Corwin as the blonde soaped her perfect, toned body. Kathi flashed her a look the redhead had learned to recognize quickly: a bitchy little once-over she always gave Karen's body to sort of put her in her place. Karen returned the stare, flicking her pale blue eyes downward dismissively at Kathi's body. She finished shampooing, made sure the blonde had plenty of time to watch her soapy, creamy naked form as she rinsed, cut off the shower and dried herself. She even managed to jostle the blonde on her way out, muttering an insincere "Excuse me," as she jabbed Kathi's sleek hip with her own.
Kathi still looked as perfect as she had the day they'd had their first fight behind the gym at their high school. Now they were at the same college, living in the same dorm room. Karen busied herself at the mirror once she'd entered her room, knowing the blonde wouldn't be far behind. Sure enough, the door closed with a slam a few moments after Karen had entered the room and Kathi stood in front of her with an even more intense version of the hostile expression she'd worn in the shower. "You trying to start something?" the blonde asked.
"Are you?" Karen snapped back instantly. She felt the same rush of excitement at the sparks flying between them that she had for a year now. Kathi walked toward her and dropped her towel, giving the redhead another look at her supple, beautifully muscled body.
"Yeah, maybe I'm looking for a fight just like you," Kathi said. Karen immediately let her towel slip off and took an opposing stance with her hands on her hips, flanking her bare, red bush. Kathi's gaze flicked down across Karen's body with contempt, but Karen knew it wasn't as easy for Kathi to look condescendingly at her these days. Karen had been the softer of the two hardbodies when they'd first met, even though she'd done time on the swim and track teams. She'd never been as serious about the work and competition as Kathi had and had been happy with her girlish curves, but a year with the blonde had changed her. She walked right up to Kathi and pressed her rosy nipples into the blonde's hard pink nubs and the two girls circled each other, lightly tracing the tips of their nipples across each other, occasionally slipping past to penetrate each other's delicate areola flesh. In a flash, without either girl being able to determine who had made the first move, they gripped each other in a fierce bearhug, mashing their four perky breasts together and pressing flat, toned stomachs against each other, their thighs widening to balance themselves as they wrestled their way over to the single bed.
Kathi's strength was still amazing to Karen, even as the redhead knew that she had toned her own body up to the point where it was almost a match for the blonde's. As their mouths found each other and they began to lick and bite, taunting and teasing one another, Karen braced herself for the struggle ahead. While it was always worth the trouble, sex with Kathi had never evolved beyond the genesis of their relationship: a catty, uncertain competition that had begun over a year earlier. Karen still did not understand what drew them to each other. She didn't hate Kathi, but it seemed impossible for them to make love without it becoming a contest in which their two toned bodies tried to destroy one another. For a while they had tried to incorporate some affection into their relationship, even act like a loving couple, but no matter how they played it, in bed Karen and Kathi were mortal enemies. Even the most gentle lovemaking session quickly turned into a war, a campaign to outlast, outperform and outravish her partner. It never took long for terms of endearment to turn into curses, insults and dirty namecalling. In the first few months Karen had been on the receiving end of some grueling sexual assaults, her pale body crushed under Kathi's lean, hot tendons and supple breasts. She had finally gotten sick enough of the defeats to redouble her efforts at the gym, and four months into their dysfunctional relationship she had shocked Kathi by beating the blonde at her own game and taking her sexually in a long, all-night session. Of course, Kathi had to have revenge the very next evening. And it had gone on and on.
Now, Karen guessed they were about even. But the fighting never ended. It took only the slightest unkind word to start them down the path to a fight that always lasted all night. As Karen pulled Kathi down onto the bed and began to test her muscle against the blonde's, their two pale bodies trembling in opposition, she wondered who would be dominated tonight and who would dominate. When they had started this whole thing they had probably each been a little afraid of the other, Karen thought, and a little of that still remained. Kathi was powerful enough that Karen still wondered what might happen if she were driven too far, and the redhead thought she had gotten strong enough now that maybe Kathi wondered the same thing about her. Their sexfights were often long and vicious enough to reduce them both to tears, though tears were never enough to bring things to a halt; only an orgasm could do that. Still, no matter how intense each ensuing duel became, nothing ever seemed to be settled.
This one went all night, as usual. And this time it was Kathi's body that wound up on top, her smooth, sweating muscle mounting Karen and pounding her sex into the redhead's waiting snatch while Karen dug her nails deep into Kathi's hot, hard buttocks. When she dominated her like this Kathi always began to bite Karen viciously around her neck, face and breasts, holding the mean little bites until Karen would cry out in pain. She hated Kathi with every molecule in her body. "I love you," she said as Kathi finished her off.
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