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    Re: The Amazon and the Valkyrie

    Chapter 3
    The Dance
    That Changed Everything


    The atmosphere in the nightclub was incredible, a glorification of alcohol, beauty and youth. As soon as they entered, the four women joined the party, asking for the first drinks of the night; Erika and Melike swallowed them almost instantly, thirsty for courage, and called the waiter in unison to serve them a second drink, much stronger this time.

    In the past, when Erika had gone dancing with Emma and Maddy, the three had always formed an erotic triangle on the dance floors they stepped on, dancing with some vampiric pleasure as they became the erotic center of attention. That Friday night, however, Melike?s inclusion changed the picture: they could now be paired up?with all that this meant for the two lustful rivals.

    ?Come on, girl!? As soon as she finished her second drink, Melike grabbed Maddy?s wrist. ?It?s time to show these bitches how real women dance.?

    Emma laughed at her friend?s mockery, as it was not the first time they had used such terms when working in the pub. However, Erika knew that the insult had been real, and that it was directed directly at her. With a low grunt, she grabbed Emma to accept the brunette?s challenge.

    ?Sweetheart, we?re the ones who?ll show these bitches who the real dancing queens are,? she cried out loud enough for Melike to hear her.

    The two beauties dragged the redheads through the crowd, searching for the center of the dance floor. The heat of the dancing bodies joined the fire that burned the skin and flesh of Melike and Erika, a fire that had been growing since the Swede had appeared by surprise in the pub where the Turk worked, a fire that had fed on the glances that had been exchanged on the way to the nightclub, a fire that had spread because of the jealousy aroused by the push-up bra worn by the rival, a fire that was getting out of control because of the alcohol and the challenge on the dance floor. A crimson blush covered the cheeks and breasts of the antagonists, as a thin layer of sweat began to lubricate their delicate skins.

    The dance began: Erika and Emma on one side, Melike and Maddy on the other, the young women shook their hips and hair with passion; some were looking for fun, others were in competition. The blonde and the brunette paid more attention to the other beauty than to their dance partners, studying each other under lights that blinked so quickly that they created a kind of photographic illusion. Both took advantage of the flashes of light to exhibit themselves to their nemesis, calculating each glow to highlight their curves with the sexiest pose possible?their tits were pushed out, their asses were defiantly presented in profile, their hips were twisted in an exalted pose, their eyes observed, studied and considered, always criticized and envied under every flash of light.

    Immersed in their rivalry, the girls ended up embracing the music, turning every sound into sap for their bodies. The bass beat powerfully in the bottom of their bellies, shaking the butterflies that were nesting in it, while the guitars accelerated heartbeats that pumped too much vital essence into too many parts: their faces became even redder, their boobs swollen over the necklines, and a torrent of hot blood flowed into crotches that, to the surprise of both women, began to dilate.

    Unable to contain herself in front of Melike?s seductive image, Erika dragged her red-painted nails along Emma?s contours like a desperate lover, forcing a nervous laugh from her friend.

    ?Wow, someone?s overexcited tonight!? Emma said.

    Without taking her hands off the other girl, the blonde looked for Melike?s glance. A few feet away, the Turkish woman narrowed her feline amber eyes, licking her fleshy lips with a languid effect that only the flashing lights could create. Erika found herself mimicking the gesture, and the taste of her own thick mouth nearly exploded the flames that ran through her body.

    On the other side of the irresistible bond, and spurred on by the Swedish beauty, Melike lunged at Maddy and, before she knew what she was doing, her hands clutched the girl?s round ass with some violence.

    ?Melike!? her friend gasped, her cheeks turning red. However, the brunette didn?t even look at her: her dilated pupils pierced the blue eyes of her blonde rival, while an animal craving instigated her to repeat the degenerate move with Erika. Lost in her adversary?s dance moves, Melike was carried away by her most basic instincts and impaled her pelvis on Maddy?s crotch, rubbing herself against the other woman for a few enthusiastic seconds.

    As she heard Maddy complaining softly at Melike?s unexpected sexual assault, Erika allowed herself to ride the same hot wave as her enemy, grabbing Emma?s firm buttocks with both hands and rubbing up against her with the delirium born of alcohol and competition. In the middle of the nightclub, the two foreign beauties assaulted their American friends, who could hardly oppose them. The sensual triangle of the past, with Erika, Maddy and Emma dominating the dance floor with their erotic moves, now looked like a little girls? game.

    For several minutes, blonde and brunette kept using their perfect bodies to bully, to dominate. Pawing, rubbing against the overwhelmed partner, the females in heat danced seductively under the flickering lights, always attentive to the rival, always vigilant to what was inevitably going to happen. Both crotches began to throb uncontrollably, with an unknown but exciting tension flooding them.

    Finally, Emma and Maddy managed to get away from their ardent friends; clumsily excusing themselves, they quickly fled the dance floor, tremendously embarrassed by the heat that was running through their bodies and minds. Melike and Erika were left behind; irretrievably attracted by the gravity of the antagonist?s body, they soon found themselves dancing with their backs to the other woman. With their twin bodies covered by practically the same ensemble, many on the dance floor thought they were watching a wild dance between two sisters descended from the heavens: two modern pagan goddesses covered in lycra and latex whose generous creator had decided to differentiate by the color of their hair. The swollen breasts of the deities swung under the white tops with female strength, while the overall length of each beauty?s impressive strong legs was exposed through the side cuts of their black skirts, cuts that almost reached the women?s delicate waists.

    Neither knew who made the first move, or whether it was a fortuitous blow, but both gasped in surprise as they felt the other?s powerful ass bump into their own firm bottoms. Reacting instinctively to contact, the glutes muscles tightened, flexing threateningly against the opposing muscles for several seconds. After two weeks of disagreements and discussions in class, after two weeks of bad looks and insults whispered in the distance, the first contact between brunette and blonde was nothing more than a reflection of the kind of harmful relationship that linked them: a sneaky war in the middle of the hurricane. Certainly, their rivalry was well known in their class, but everyone naively believed that these were just two hot-headed women having different views on the historical processes. The true depth of the competition was far beyond anyone?s imagination, and what was happening on the dance floor now was just a demonstration that, if the girls wanted it, not even in public could one find out what was really going on between them. In fact, the clash between their attractive asses mimicked their verbal clashes in college to perfection: as always when they argued, none of them would back down from their enemy.

    Taking a breath of air and filling their heads with the necessary mental fortitude, Erika and Melike pushed together their butts, arching their bodies to support their round virtues in the battle that has just begun. They were carried away by the music, rubbing their firm asses one against the other, with their muscles contracting and stretching under the latex skirts with increasing force. Gritting their teeth, the antagonists grunted quietly, quickly feeling excited in that still unnoticed competition of buns.

    Completely absorbed in the duel, the Turkish and Swedish women ended up no longer feeling the outside world: the smell of the dancing bodies around was replaced by the feminine scent of the rival?s perfumed hair, by the fragrance of the other body?s sweat and alcohol-laden breath; the music went into the background, with the sensual sound of the skirts squeezing latex against latex and the soft gasps of effort and passion taking control of their eardrums; the dilated pupils saw nothing, because the eyes had been closed, the sensations born of the mutual friction increasing in intensity; the tongues licked lips with a whisky flavour, but also with a taste of hot challenge and insane envy?

    And touch, touch was everything: four vigorous ass cheeks, well endowed by nature and toned in gyms, were pushed, squeezed, scrubbed and eroded together in an epic fight where strength and flexibility were the key. Soon, however, the lush girls felt more than just tenacious butts, as both ended up pressing the full length of their bodies against each other. Back to back, locked from their heads to their heels, Erika and Melike kept the illusion of dancing by seductively intertwining their long, bare legs, identical in shape and length. The arms were tied at each other?s elbows, and the faces were turned to look for each other.

    ?You really think you?re fucking hot, don?t you, bitch?? the brunette spat, feeling the soft touch of her nemesis? golden hair against her reddened cheeks. ?I bet you think your body is better than mine??

    ?I don?t know, whore,? Erika replied in a defiant tone. The heavy smell of Melike?s perfume flooded her nose, both arousing and irritating her at the same time. ?You?re feeling my ass, my legs against yours, so you should already know the answer.?

    ?You?re feeling me too, slut, so the answer should be obvious.?

    It was the first time they spoke to each other outside of class, and no one used words that sought to calm the situation between them. Facing the double challenge, the women tightened their gluteal and leg muscles to rub their virtues with greater vigor and rage, in a desperate but futile attempt to make the other proud beauty admit her physical inferiority. The latex skirts squeaked under the music, squeezing against each other, dragging each other upward, the thick, delicious thighs of the enemies increasingly exposed.

    ?Be honest, Melike: what do you think of this?? The blonde?s words were accompanied by a particularly vicious buttocks blow, so powerful that the brunette almost lost her balance on her black high heels.

    ?I think it?s trash,? Melike growled. As a woman who never backed down from any confrontation, much less from her hated mortal enemy, she responded with her own thump: her ass hit Erika?s derriere with dirty impetus, with an energy born of animosity that almost knocked the Swedish female down.

    ?Bitch,? the blonde muttered.

    ?Bitch,? the brunette repeated.

    For a few intense seconds, the beautiful young women shook their butts together, banging them cheeks against cheeks in a test of strength that no one concealed under the guise of a dance. However, the attention they began to raise around them caused the girls desist from their plan to bring down the opponent, returning to the slower but equally fiery duel of erosive rubbing.

    ?If we weren?t surrounded by people?? Erika?s threat sounded raw, terribly sincere.

    On the other side, Melike felt both bodies shaking at all the ramifications of the other?s words.

    ?What, Erika? What would happen?? she called out.

    The Swede turned her face a little more, and the Turk continued the game doing the same. The thick lips of the adversaries now almost brushed against each other, their warm, alcohol-filled breaths mingling each other in the thin space between their attractive mouths.

    ?What do you think, cunt?? the blonde asked. The two women were provoking each other, hoping that the rival would shape the thoughts of both, that the other beauty would say in words what they wanted. ?What do you think would happen if we were alone??

    ?You tell me, tramp.? Melike could feel Erika?s spittle fall on her lips every time her rival spoke in anger, and she knew that her own fury was also forcing saliva on the Swede?s mouth. ?I dare you to say it, Nordic whore.?

    ?I dare you to say it, Turkish tramp.?

    The asses intensified their fight for space, as legs and arms intertwined more and more together in an increasingly chaotic dance. In the torsos of the beauties, the sweaty tits bounced in a neckline that began to be surpassed by the increasing swelling of the females? virtues. The heat on the dance floor reached an almost unbearable temperature, but not even this discomfort stopped the warriors: their sharp nails now closed on the antagonist?s delicate thighs, scratching them like angry cats.

    ?Oh, fuck! You whore!? they howled in unison, sinking their claws deeper into the other flesh. The eyes widened, announcing tears to come, but even so, both kept the fight under the masquerade of a dance.

    ?You?re a goddamn sow, Erika!? the Turk?s verbal attack joined the assault on the blonde?s thighs.

    ?And you?re a bitch who?s getting into a fight from which you?re gonna come off badly, Melike!? the Swede exclaimed, returning each scratch with her own nails, matching intensity with intensity.

    ?It would take an army of blondes as stupid as you to get a single chance against me!?

    ?No brunette can compete with a blonde, let alone a weakling like you!?

    Through the cheeks that were crushing together, each one felt the first tears running down the other woman?s beautiful face. Knowing that they were really hurting the person they hated the most in the world encouraged them to go further, so with impeccable compenetration, they both slipped their claws between their fighting butts, filling their hands with the firm, sensual flesh they found. The first squeeze forced a long moan through the voluptuous lips of the rivals, and the second a furious grunt. The third provoked a wave of insults: ?smug bitch?, ?cheap whore?, ?flabby ass?, ?weak legs?. Nothing was dirty enough for the girls? mouths, but the offenses were soon silenced by the painful gasps that both breathed under the cruel profanation of their sexy derrieres.

    For what seemed like an eternity, the belligerent dance continued on the nightclub, the red-painted nails lacerating through the latex, the skirts getting higher and higher into a threat to expose the hostile buns. The women?s heartbeats accelerated at the simple thought that, in the end, the cloth would no longer cover the flesh, turning the competition into a skirmish between naked flesh.

    That was more than they could bear. Pushing mutually with their asses, Melike and Erika separated from each other. Turning around, waving their long hair in the air with femininity, they faced each other in the middle of the dance floor, their eyes burning with a hatred they had never thought it was possible to feel. With her thighs and buttocks throbbing from the hot cuts she had just received, Melike wanted to jump on Erika and use her claws again, this time on the pretty, smug face that dared to confront her under the flickering lights. Of course, the brunette had just realized that her nails were sharp enough to cause irreversible damage to the attractive features of the rival beauty, but she knew she?d suffer the same fate if they both got into that evil cat game. Despite her tough-girl attitude, despite the warlike nature she always boasted about, the Turkish woman had never been in a real fight. Although her animal instincts incited her to attack without thinking about the consequences, she felt restrained by chains forged in the fear of the unknown and the lack of privacy.

    In front of her, Erika had similar thoughts: her desire to fight was refuted by a sense of self-preservation that she had never felt before in her life. Although she had never come to blows with anyone else, the blonde had always thought that, when the time came, nothing would stop her. However, now that she had the opportunity to resolve her differences with her hated nemesis, she was unable to take the final step.

    But the dance wasn?t over yet. Somehow, as their minds were tormented by doubts, their bodies decided to take control, ignoring any rational thinking. In the middle of an increasingly crowded dance floor, brunette and blonde managed to open up enough space to create a kind of combat arena for themselves, always staring at the other female. Moving in circles like rival satellites, they shook their breasts in defiance as they swayed their hips in a poisonous female dance.

    The gravity each exerted on the rival ended up bringing their bodies almost together. The wide necklines were just centimeters away from touching each other, showing that they weren?t yet ready to test their sensitive attributes. Their long legs, on the other hand, had already experienced the taste of struggle, so they became entangled like hungry snakes again. The skirts began to rub together face to face, pelvis to pelvis, forcing a long moan from between the juicy lips of the college girls.

    Then Melike raised her right hand. Moving her in front of Erika?s handsome sweaty face, she bragged about nails that the Swedish woman knew well.

    ?Do you think your nails scare me?? As the blonde spoke, every scratch on her body beat with a life of its own.

    ?No,? the brunette denied. ?I think you?re afraid of my whole body??

    Erika?s response came in the form of more scratches: her fingers fell quickly on her nemesis? butt, grabbing it like a lover would do but lacering it like a bellicose Valkyrie. Melike spat out her pain with a sharp exhalation that impregnated the Swede?s face with a hot and moist breath.

    ?Bitch!? Melike?s insult didn?t come alone. Erika immediately felt the other woman?s eager hands on her ass, squeezing and scratching it with a passion that only hatred between females could breed.

    ?You whore!? the blue-eyed girl replied, squeezing Melike?s derriere even harder.

    Music, sweat, pain, perfume, rancor and beauty. The cocktail was explosive, with the two most exuberant women on campus engaged in the most fiery and competitive dance possible. The flexible but firm flesh of their asses was roughly vandalized by cruel crimson nails, nails that demanded as tribute an anguished groan, an outraged gasp, an irritated grunt, tears that were already falling down the face that both rivals most condemned to see every day.

    ?That?s right, slut!? Melike snorted. ?Cry for me!?

    ?You?re the one who?s crying, tramp!? Erika cried out.

    They could no longer insult each other, as a strong and mutual squeeze forced them to bite their lips to drown the howl that ran up their throats. As outstanding learners, both read every gesture, heard every exhalation to understand what made the other woman suffer more, reinforcing these attacks to the detriment of less effective ones. The women also learned from their own suffering, applying each lesson in vengeful aggressions that followed a basic logic: ?If it hurts me, it will hurt her?.

    Quickly experts in buttock laceration, Erika and Melike crushed their pelvises together in a desperate attempt to keep up the appearance that they were just immersed in a tremendously sexy dance. However, more and more eyes were being drawn to them. Even although the flickering lights helped to hide what was really going on, the simple sight of two stunning beauties rubbing wildly their pelvises together was enough to make them the center of attention. So, for the first time, the girls were aware of the outside world, aware of all the interest they had aroused.

    Uncomfortable, the young women separated abruptly, almost violently, with a pelvic blow. Erika?s eyes flashed with rage, locking with Melike?s, the brunette?s amber gems equally overwhelmed by anger. Then the blonde turned around and started pushing the other dancers to make their way, not without one last, defiant look at the Turk over her shoulder.

    Come and get me, cunt, the blonde thought, moving aggressively through sweaty bodies. Right behind her, a few steps away, she could sense her rival, stalking her like a predator on heels. Erika took a breath of air, preparing mentally for the next phase of her confrontation. Nothing had been resolved after the sensual and dangerous dance; quite the contrary: every throbbing scratch on her body was an incitement to retaliation, and so must Melike have been feeling it at that very moment too.

    Everything had changed, and there was no turning back.
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    Re: The Amazon and the Valkyrie

    Chapter 4
    Atomic Bombs
    About to Explote


    Walking behind her bitter enemy, Melike?s body was shaking. The raw emotion for the long-awaited confrontation, the hot anger that could barely be controlled, the painful frustration for the unfinished business?too many emotions to mix with a temperament as competitive and as hot as the Turk?s.

    The amber eyes of the brunette beauty could not turn away from the other girl?s back. Trembling, they moved along Erika?s butt and thighs, eagerly searching for the marks she had left on her rival?s skin. Unfortunately for her, the chaotic lights of the nightclub didn?t allow her to admire her work, but at least she could be happy to watch Erika readjusting her short latex skirt with undeniable discomfort. I hope you?re as sore as I am, cunt, she wished, feeling the sting of every wound the blonde had left on her body. Never in her life had she felt so violated as at that moment, knowing she was marked by her hated nemesis.

    Instinctively, the two beauties reached a corner of the bar, where the lights seemed less bright, where no one was around. Surprisingly alone in the crowded nightclub, Erika and Melike sat down on adjoining stools. With a gesture, they caught the attention of a waiter.

    ?The strongest drink you?ve got,? Melike said.

    ?The same for me,? Erika added.

    As the man walked away to prepare their drinks, the young women exchanged long glances of envy and hatred. Somehow, this intensified the pain of the irritating scratches on her lovely legs, so the two females crossed them before the other beauty to hide their combat wounds.

    ?I don?t know what kind of sick game you think you?re playing,? Erika hissed like a cobra about to attack. ?But I assure you that if you keep pushing me??

    ?What?? Melike interrupted with her own resentful hiss. ?What are you gonna do if I??

    ?You don?t want to know,? the Swede grunted.

    Before the brunette could answer, the waiter arrived with the drinks. Melike gripped her glass hard but, feeling that if she continued to canalize her rage through the glass she would eventually break it, she relaxed her fingers. Then she took a long gulp.

    ?This is no longer a game, bitch,? Melike whispered as soon as the waiter moved away. ?It?s a problem you won?t be able to handle??

    Now it was Erika who squeezed her glass, eager to throw its contents at her enemy. However, she controlled herself by taking a long gulp, the ardor of alcohol helping to harden her nerves.

    ?You?ll be the one who can?t handle it if you don?t keep your dirty nails away from my ass and my legs, whore,? she spat out.

    Instinctively, the women looked down at the other long legs. From the feet in high heels to the thighs that the skirts could barely cover, their beautiful limbs glowed under a sweat that mixed the perspiration of both girls. The thighs still burned from the traded scratches, but they resisted caressing their wounds in front of the rival.

    ?What if I don?t keep my nails away from your cheap body?? the Turk asked, taking another drink and leaning slightly forward to stare at her nemesis? face. Before her, Erika?s blue eyes flashed with danger.

    ?Well, you haughty brunette,? the blonde deliberately mumbled slowly after flooding her throat with alcohol again. ?In that case, I cannot be responsible for what happens to you.?

    Half smiles of arrogance shone on the ominous faces of the college girls. Then they looked down again, this time at the other dark skirts. Under the latex, between the thighs, something throbbed, something intense that both could feel in themselves, but also in the other woman. In the course of the brief but intense dance on the floor, both had discovered how athletic and firm the other body really was beneath the sensual female curves. The revelation had consolidated their physical and sexual rivalry, fortifying the mutual hatred with such intense envy that no one felt able to contain it any longer.

    ?Are you looking for a catfight?? they asked each other at the same time, again looking into each other?s eyes, giving free rein to their deepest desires. The fire that inflamed their crotches erupted because of the mutual question; the adversaries moved restlessly on the stools, sitting on a pair of panties that, wet with a layer of sweat and something else, began to bother them.

    Getting carried away by their hatred, Erika and Melike dragged their stools forward, placing themselves within range of the other beauty. As if they were playing cat and mouse, both slowly brought their legs together, chasing each other, rubbing each other mockingly. The heated nightclub air became suffocating around the rivals as the coeds kept looking at each other intently.

    ?Answer me, cunt,? Melike ordered. In response, Erika moved her fingers along the bar like a threatening spider, until her red nails rested on the brunette?s hand. A second later, Melike felt the soft sting of the blonde?s claws on her skin.

    ?What do you think, you tramp?? Erika muttered, dragging her fingernails through the back of the other girl?s hand with deliberate calm.

    With a gesture of contained hatred in her beautiful face, the Turk turned her hand, nailing her own painted nails into the palm of the hostile Swede.

    ?I think it?s about time to find out what kind of woman you really are, you blondie?? Melike?s whisper sounded hungry.

    ?I?m the kind of woman who can handle your pathetic body in any fucking situation, girl,? Erika replied with the same appetite.

    The fingernails scratched each other, while the legs continued groping together. With the free hand, each girl took the glass to her mouth in search of liquid courage. At that point, their bodies seemed like living springs as there was nothing the women wanted more than to jump on the other female and resolve their bitter differences. However, they were aware that a public fight would be nothing more than a tremendous mistake: the other people would separate them before their problems were resolved and, worse still, the scandal could kick them out of Princeton.

    When the waiter approached them again, both subtly pulled their nails away from each other and, finishing their drinks with one last sip, they ordered another one. Melike and Erika knew that that Friday night was a turning point in their toxic two-week relationship, and they wanted to make sure they had enough alcohol in their veins to be able to release their inner animals when they needed them most.

    Then, the girls focused on the other cleavage: their wet, swollen breasts looked more impressive than ever. Erika didn?t need to look down to notice that her tits went up and down heavily on her torso, exhibiting an excited anxiety that she couldn?t hide. Luckily, her rival?s boobs were also enthusiastically shaken under her top, letting the blonde know that Melike felt as physically and mentally stimulated as she was. The days filled with hostility and verbal warfare had ended up creating a rivalry so deep, intense and incomparable that both beauties saw themselves as atomic bombs about to explode.

    Immediately, the desire to engage body to body with the other beauty?in a fierce fight without rules or in any kind of confrontation that the adversary could think of?turned into a hot agony. The tension that the women felt in their crotches became intolerable and, unable to speak a word, they both drank desperately to try to extinguish the scorching, irregular gasps that their mouths exhaled. The opponents knew that the resolution couldn?t be delayed any longer, and their angry eyes locked each other in the umpteenth exchange of hatred and jealousy, of fire and poison.

    ?Just wait for me to catch you alone, you sow,? Melike grunted through painfully clenched teeth. ?When I do, I?m gonna tear you apart.?

    ?If you and I were alone, with no one around, it would be me who would destroy you, whore.? The Swedish woman?s voice came accompanied by an angry hiss.

    The brunette mumbled something unintelligible, something between an insult and a curse. A wave of absolute hatred ran through her body from top to bottom, encouraging her to do something crazy: she couldn?t start a fight in front of everyone, but spoiling the beautiful outfit of the woman she hated most in the world seemed like a tempting option. With a quick movement of her hand, the Turk threw what was left of her drink onto Erika?s top; the alcohol burst into the lycra, staining its whiteness before falling onto the latex skirt. Opening her mouth with a small, high-pitched scream of surprise, the blonde took just a couple of seconds to react; her fingers closed around her glass before, with a raging groan, the girl threw the liquor over Melike?s white top. The brunette exhaled her own stupefaction through a short howl, drips of alcohol smearing her top and skirt.

    Just a heartbeat later, self-control broke out in pieces. The chains of logic had kept the young women tied to their seats, but now they were breaking under the impetus of hatred. Jumping off their stools, blonde and brunette raised their claws like lionesses about to devour a desired prey?

    But, showing the worst possible timing, Emma and Maddy appeared on the scene in that precise and tense moment.

    ?Well, here you are,? Maddy said, visibly affected by the alcohol. Beside her, Emma smiled, so drunk she could barely speak. Momentarily paralyzed, Melike and Erika they looked at their friends, and then at the rest of the nightclub, afraid they?d been caught about to fight. Luckily, people kept dancing, chatting, drinking and flirting, and even the redheads didn?t seem to have noticed what it was about to happen. Fear and shame faded away, but the rage that had pushed them into the aborted physical clash kept throbbing in their bodies, right under their skin. The irresistible urge to sink her hands into Erika?s blonde mane was still beating in Melike and, from what she could see on the Swede?s angry face, she wasn?t the only one still wanting to do it.

    So close, the brunette thought, moving her agitated fingers. I just have to take one step and?

    She?s right there, the blonde mused, opening and closing her hands in a preview of her desires. One step, and she?ll be mine?

    However, reason took back the girls? reins, letting them know that it wasn?t the time, nor ever had been: a rivalry like the one that united the two beauties could only be resolved in private, because only then could their bodies compete to the ultimate consequences, without interruptions or distractions.

    Once they knew that the other woman wasn?t going to give way to the resentment, both sat back down on the stools, swallowing saliva and poison at the same time. However, it was impossible for them to relax: their muscles had been called to war, and now they didn?t want to demobilize. The coeds? arms and legs remained tense, stress exerting a powerful pressure on their swollen busts, on their increasingly wet crotches.

    Cautiously and reluctantly, Erika and Melike ended up turning their eyes away from each other and trying to appear normal as they talked to their friends. The awkward conversation lasted for ten minutes, until the nightclub lights came on to let people know it was closing time.

    ?How about we end the night at my place?? Emma said, throwing a conspiratorial look at Maddy that neither Erika nor Melike could read.

    ?Good idea!? Maddy smiled, making it obvious they were up to something. Actually, both the blonde and the brunette felt tired after a long night full of competition?but it was that same competition that pushed them to accept the invitation of their friends.
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    The details of their growing animosity are really well played out and you really can feel each little thing that brings them closer together for a fight! Just fantastic build up and I can't way to see where it leads. Looking forward to more!

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    Nice chapter! I like the way you grow the tension slowly with slightly different style than in the original story, which was great too. The hate and jealousy is so strong that I can?t wait them to really go at it. Interesting see which beauty is the dominating one on that.

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    Thanks for the nice feedback!
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    Re: The Amazon and the Valkyrie

    Quite amazing that we get such a great buildup with short chapters like this, there is attention to detail and development with limited words.
    Great work.

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    Chapter 5
    The Fruits
    From The Last Harvest


    When the girls went out, the night was already reaching its end. A slight clarity was beginning to appear in the west, waking the city?and revealing some of the after-hours club?s secrets?

    ?What happened to you?? Emma asked with a drunken giggle. Melike and Erika looked at their wet tops and skirts, forcing a gesture that wanted to play the situation down.

    ?A little accident,? they said in unison. The cloned response made them exchange a quick, hateful look.

    ?Well, maybe it won?t be the only accident we?ll see today,? Maddy whispered mysteriously, just before she and Emma burst out laughing. The rivals saw their redhead busty friends leave them behind, walking a few steps ahead of them, leaning on each other; from time to time, they looked back at them, above their shoulders, and smiled nervously.

    ?What the hell is wrong with them?? Melike muttered to herself. Beside her, Erika growled.

    ?The only thing that matters is what?s going to happen between you and me, bitch,? she whispered, with a malicious flash in her eyes. ?And I can tell you know that it won?t be good for you or your body.?

    ?It?s your body the one that should worry you, slut,? the Turk replied with a hateful gesture. ?If you know what?s good for you, you wouldn?t have looked for me on the dance floor.?

    ?You should follow your own advice.?

    The beauties stiffened, their bodies again ready to jump against each other. Following their friends from a distance, they looked at each alley as an opportunity.

    But then?what? the blonde thought. Our friends would look for us. And even if they didn?t find us, it?s already daylight. Anyone could see us.

    Walking almost shoulder to shoulder with her, her Turkish foe was immersed in the same kind of thoughts. Soon the streets will be filled with people, Melike cursed. The night has been too short, shit!

    And yet, the young women were still thinking about the fight they both longed for. Without disguise, they observed the other body, analyzing it from top to bottom as they had been doing since the first day they met. This time, however, they didn?t measure the rival curves, they didn?t measure the sensuality and attractiveness that the other woman exuded: each one evaluated the strength of the opponent?s body, comparing each other muscle to muscle.

    How strong are you for real, Melike? the Swede ruminated.

    Are you as tough as you think you are, Erika? the Turk thought.

    They both noticed the thin but toned arms of the enemy, and wished to face each other in a test of strength. Further down, her legs showed their dangerousness with each step, tightening her powerful musculature in a warning that each woman took as a challenge. A burning frustration dominated the girls, knowing that they still couldn?t answer any of their questions. However, a single glance was enough for both of them to know that, no matter what the cost, they would end up in a struggle where their bodies would give everything they had in search of victory.

    The city had already awakened when they arrived at Emma?s house, with the sound of traffic mixing with the murmur of the early risers? conversations. Emma took the key out of her handbag and, with a naughty smile on her face, opened the door.

    ?Come in, my darlings.?

    Maddy laughed out loud, wiggling her way into the house. Emma took the opportunity to slap her friend?s ass, and they both laughed again. Surprised by all that was happening, Melike and Erika followed the other girls, bumping hip to hip as they crossed the threshold of the entrance.

    ?Careful,? they whispered at once, looking at each other in defiance.

    ?Wow, wow! Catfight!? Maddy joked, making the two rivals blush.

    ?That?s sexy!? Emma closed the door, licking her lips. ?In fact, that wasn?t the only sexy thing tonight??

    Then something unexpected happened: without warning, Emma leapt on Erika and, before the blonde could react, her friend?s mouth closed on hers. Erika opened her eyes, surprised by the passion of her kiss. A few steps away, Melike breathed a gasp, surprised at the unimaginable scene, but she never uttered a word, as Maddy sealed her lips with her own kiss. The two beauties couldn?t believe it, but the truth is that they were reaping what they had sown on the dance floor, when they had used their friends to annoy their rival, to brag about sensuality. Now, those body to body rubbings had their consequences: the lesbian side of Emma and Maddy had been awakened, and the girls wanted to go further. Their tongues penetrated the mouths of Erika and Melike, licking every nook and cranny between gasps of passion.

    Swede and Turk?s bewilderment gradually broke down to make way for the competitive sexual tension that always floated around the enemies. Across the room, blonde and brunette looked at each other with hostility, daring each other without words to follow the path open before them, to brag about not being afraid of the unknown, to show off which of them was the hottest girl. Their hands fell on the asses of her unexpected lovers, and their tongues achieved the balance of the kiss; soon, Maddy and Emma were panting with pleasure, trembling under the carnal assault of their foreign friends.

    And yet neither Melike nor Erika were focused on the women in their arms. With their eyes open, they watched the competitor giving pleasure, kissing and handling, seducing and conquering. The beauties contemplated, analyzed, compared, as their bodies began to burn, partly from the fiery kiss, partly from the dirty excitement of seeing the antagonist in action. They both had to admit that sometimes, during some sleepless nights, they had wondered if the other girl would be as good a lover as she seemed to believe with those femme fatale gazes she threw at the other students, with that ass wiggling around campus. Now, they could see the answer to just a few feet of them, and what they witnessed set off the alarms of their bodies, with jealousy flooding their hearts, their heads and their increasingly wet crotches.

    Trying to beat the enemy in the unforeseen competition, the sexy women squeezed their friends? butts tightly, pushing their pelvises forward, putting their right legs between the other legs so that Emma and Maddy could ride their thick, stimulating thighs. Emma moaned with pleasure under the kiss of the blonde, shaking against Erika?s smug body while Maddy gasped heavily into Melike?s mouth, overwhelmed by the hot friction of the Turk?s proud body.

    The rivals? eyes were still wide open as they rubbed their boobs against inferior tits, as they kissed second-rate lips, as they kneaded buttocks that were neither as firm nor as hot as the ones they had kneaded on the dance floor. With Maddy and Emma increasingly subdued to their feminine charms, the two beauties felt disappointed, as if somehow their friends weren?t worthy of enjoying their superior bodies, their demolishing kisses. Disdainful discharges exploded beneath the close-fitting outfits of the blonde and the brunette, tightening a more and more sweaty skin, while they instinctively looked for the only woman who matched them. Step by step, they went up to each other, pushing her friends back until Maddy?s and Emma?s backs touched. The four women formed a kind of sexual sandwich, with Erika and Melike cornering the other girls between their bodies. Now watching each other at point-blank range, both of them accentuated every movement of their lips and tongues in an exhibition that was intended to impress and intimidate the other college girl, but that only managed to accelerate their pounding heartbeats and accentuate the moisture that soaked their panties.

    You think you?re fucking sexy, tramp? Melike asked mentally, knowing the answer.

    I?m sure you think you?re hotter than me, hooker, Erika deduced with identical rage.

    Just a few seconds later, getting carried away by jealousy, the alpha females ended up raising a hand to sink it into the long hair of the antagonist. A hard hair pull was answered by an equally hard hair pull, and the beauties found themselves at a crossroads again. They wanted to fight, right there and right now, regardless of the presence of their friends.

    Even better, let there be witnesses to what I?m going to do to her body, the Turk cried, beating Maddy?s tongue with her own as she pulled Erika?s golden hair again. The Swede returned the pull, as eager to physically consummate her rivalry with the brunette as Melike herself.

    If you want to fight in front of them, go ahead, the blonde challenged in her thought, raping Emma?s mouth with the passion that was born of hatred for her dark-haired nemesis.

    A couple more hair tugs, and the girls felt ready to push their friends aside and finish what they had started on the dance floor. However, again at the worst possible moment, Maddy escaped Melike?s suffocating fleshy lips to push her away from Erika with the power of the promise of sex.

    ?Let?s go to Emma?s sister?s bedroom,? Maddy said in a voice broken by the excitement. ?She?s out of town, so we can enjoy it as long as we want??

    On the other side, Emma also got rid of Erika?s powerful kiss. Almost out of breath, the young woman grabbed the blonde by the hand, starting to pull her into her own room.

    ?You?re coming with me, sweetheart,? Emma ordered to her friend, shivering with the sexual excitement of the moment. ?It?s time to use my new mattress for the first time??

    Erika?s blue eyes crossed with Melike?s amber eyes at that decisive moment. Throughout the night, both coeds had ridden on the perverse pleasure that the undeniable and hostile sexual tension between them exuded, but it was now, in the surprising aftermath of an unpredictable night, that they had to decide whether to take the reins of the dangerous ride or whether, on the contrary, to back off at the last moment. The decision, however, was made immediately: as soon as they saw the kind of sparkle shining in the other gaze, both knew what they had to do.

    ?Come on, girl! It?s time to show these bitches how real women dance.? Erika imitated the words Melike had used hours earlier to challenge her, but she emphasized the last word so that the metaphor would not go unnoticed by the brunette.

    ?Sweetheart, we?re the ones who?ll show these bitches who the real dancing queens are.? The Turk also returned the message that the blonde had spit in the nightclub, closing the vicious circle.

    For a few tense seconds, and despite the indomitable sexual hunger of their friends, Melike and Erika stood still, staring at each other. A very, very crazy idea crossed their minds: What if?? Their eyes drifted to the large sofa in the living room, to the carpet that covered the floor. What if?? But, in the end, none dared to suggest that the four of them fuck right there, next to each other. Neither the curiosity to see the naked body of the rival nor the competitive desire to show who was the best lover could overcome that last barrier.

    With one last exchange of hateful looks, brunette and blonde turned their backs to each other, disappearing from the sight of their adversary, but not from their thoughts?

    ***

    The sound of each thrust pierced Erika?s brain. The rhythmic, incessant pumping coming from the next room was a provocation, but also a bitter penance; every time she heard a burning feminine gasp or a high-pitched, pleasure-filled scream, the blonde was painfully aware of how hard Melike was fucking Maddy. Full of sweat, Erika rode Emma like a savage, rubbing her nakedness against an exhausted woman after several orgasms.

    ?Come on, we?re not done yet,? the Swede gasped, not knowing if she was speaking to her lover or the enemy on the other side of the wall. Underneath her body, Emma tried to keep up with her, in vain.

    ?I don?t know if I can fuck more, Erika??

    The blonde?s response was a passionate kiss, a kiss so hot and lustful that Emma?s body was once again filled with sexual energy. Hardened from top to bottom, the girls hugged each other; half a minute later, two naked figures were sweating, panting and pumping urgently on the abused mattress...

    ***

    Almost out of breath, Maddy fell backwards on the bed. Her naked body trembled under the convulsions of orgasm that closed a long chain of powerful culminations. The woman bit her lower lip in ecstasy as Melike continued to move her hips above her, rubbing her sex against hers.

    ?Come on, there?s still a lot to do,? she snarled, hearing how, in the next bedroom, the flesh was bumping into the flesh. Emma?s groans and screams reached her ears, disturbing her, harassing her, filling her heart with resentment and competition.

    Aware that stopping before her nemesis would be humiliating, the Turkish woman knew she had to revitalize her exhausted friend as soon as possible. With Erika?s inexhaustible pumping rumbling through the walls and invading her ears, Melike grabbed Maddy?s nipples, squeezing them in a perfect combination of pleasure and pain. Her lover groaned beneath her, shaking at first, to finally react to the stimulation and, raising her head, kissing the thick lips of the dark-haired beauty. On an increasingly battered bed, the two bodies wrapped around each other, sharing sweat, delirium and sex?

    ***

    Every gasp, every grunt, every scream of Maddy?s that pierced the wall was like a whip against Erika?s bare light skin. Knowing that stopping now would be synonymous with defeat, the blonde gritted her teeth while maintaining her pumping rhythm. Underneath her, Emma was breathing heavily, at the limit of her strength, but Erika managed, for now, to keep her body alive: her tongue licked the sweat that covered her friend?s breasts, just before she gently nibbled on nipples that, under the blonde?s teeth, became hard again.

    But Emma wasn?t the only one who was getting exhausted on the bed: the first cramps burst into Erika?s muscles, announcing a collapse that the beautiful girl hoped would delay as long as possible. Luckily, her whole body was vibrating with sexual electricity; without giving up a single orgasm, the female used the accumulated energy to accelerate her hips, pushing Emma against the noisy mattress and forcing a new climax on a lover overcome by the curves and passion of the blonde?

    ***

    With an irritated groan, Melike cursed the collapse that was beginning to threaten her body as, on the other side of the wall, she heard Erika giving Emma the fuck of her life. Now sitting on top of Maddy, the sweat of her face and her bare tits fell on her weary friend, who whimpered with every movement of the brunette?s hips.

    Knowing that releasing her first orgasm could send her far beyond what her will and physique could bear, Melike closed her eyes to concentrate on Maddy?s crotch, grinding against her pussy hair to pussy hair, Venus mound to Venus mound, labia to labia, just before she bent down to lick her friend?s neck. Maddy trembled, turning her face to meet the Turk?s tongue assaulting the inside of her mouth. With a long howl, the dominated female burst into another orgasm.

    ?Fuck,? Maddy murmured against Melike?s full lips, feeling the brunette?s fingers sink into her wet cunt?

    ***

    ?My God?? Emma opened and closed her mouth like a fish out of water while her Swedish friend?s skillful fingers violated her hot but exhausted vagina without mercy. ?Erika, I can?t take any more??

    ?A little more?? the blonde gasped with her last strength ?Just a little more?? In the next room, the sexual echoes had been reduced to a few tired groans and occasional screams, but they had not stopped. Melike kept fucking Maddy, and Erika knew she had to keep fucking Emma in order not to be overtaken by her bitter rival?

    ***

    ?Hold on one more minute?? Melike whispered, halfway between a plea and an order, as she kept jerking off the other girl with her fingers ?Just one more minute?? Feeling each tremor, each palpitation in Maddy?s cunt, the brunette sharpened her ear: she could still hear Emma?s gasping, even as the heated exhalations reached her eardrums with hardly any strength. Worse still, from time to time, Emma howled for pleasure, letting her know that Erika was still fucking her.

    ?Melike?I don?t think I can go on,? Maddy confessed.

    ?One more minute?? the Turkish beauty insisted, unable to accept that her Swedish enemy could overcome her in a contest like that?
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    Re: The Amazon and the Valkyrie

    Waiting For The Next Chapter's..

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    Re: The Amazon and the Valkyrie

    Hi Anubis! This story has an absolutely fantastic build-up! Waiting for Melike and Erika to get at each other has been frustrating, but only in the best way. You've made it so that when they do, eventually, match bodies, it will be like a thermonuclear explosion!

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    Re: The Amazon and the Valkyrie

    Fantastic, another great part. Indirect battles can be so intense and this one is perfect in terms of build up. You can really feel even though they are with Maddy and Emma, they only have thoughts for each other. Can't wait for Erika and Melike to hook up, and settle it. Looking forward to what comes next!

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