Wow that was hot, there are few stories where the rivalry ends up forming a couple, this is one of them and boy did he do well
Hi everyone,
This story takes place in Germany in the 90’s (somehow my mind is goin back to my youth lately)
In the German school system you graduate from „Gymnasium“, a high school qualifying you for university, with 19 years.
Legal age for drinking beer is 16. You turn an adult with 18 years.
You know what to expect from my stories: no domination, no brutallity, very equal fighters - if that is not what you like the story may not be for you, sorry
Have fun
Spear
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Chapter 1 A near-accident
In the year 1995, in a hot and dry summer in a German town, Julia was driving her bicycle into the schoolyard.
Julia had turned 19 years old last week and was in her last half-year of school. She had to repeat one year once, which made her the oldest student in her class
She was listing to Rancid „and out come the wolves“ on her CD-walkman while aiming for the cycle rack, when suddenly another bike shot by from the side with both of them almost crashing into each other. Julia managed to steady her bike and dismount. She yelled at the other cyclist, a girl she had never seen before „Yo, watch it, you moron“.
The other girl dismounted and faced her yelling back „I screamed a warning you idiot. Don’t drive fast if you can’t control your bike, Nimrod“
The two girls stared at each other angrily. Julia was flabbergasted. She was not used to getting talked at, because she had an aggressive attitude and a reputation in her school that normally made everyone shy away immediately.
Secondly she was shocked by the attire of that girl. It was almost like looking into a mirror. Like herself the girl was rather short with mid-length brown hair, brown eyes and a firm, sexy body. Like herself she was wearing scuffed black leather boots and a short black and red checkered woolen skirt emphasizing her nice legs. The girls flat belly could be glimpsed under a cut-off, washed-out „The Damned“ shirt under a short, black leather jacket with an Anarchy symbol stanciled on the back in white.
Julia was used to being THE resident punk girl at school. Now that bitch stood in front of her wearing the exact same type of cloth she had chosen for today. Julias skirt was blue and black and her shirt was a white Misfits shirt she had tied into a knot at the back to show a tiny bit of her flat, sexy belly. Her favorite piece of clothing was her black, short leather jacket, adorned with buttons from various bands and „no future“ scribbled on the back with white marker.
Julia was stepping towards the girl, which stood her ground, and was about to escalate with a nice insult, when the director of the school walked around the corner.
„Ah, there you are, miss“ he said „Come with me please, some forms to fill, then I will bring you to your classroom“
The new girl turned around with a last nasty look. Julia was furious, her eyes followed the girl all the way to the corner. The girls full round ass was moving perfectly under the tight skirt, the back of her jacket was decorated with a large Anarchy sign.
Chapter 2: A bit of Background
Julia went to her classroom. She was a loner in her class and did not have close friends amongst her classmates. But she had achieved a position of respect within the social structure. Julia had a fiery temper and never was afraid to speak up, despite her short size. This, combined with her punk-rock style and attitude, made the girls, and most of the boys, afraid of angering her. Beside that, Julia was extremely good looking with her slender legs, perfect round ass, flat sexy belly and full juice breast. Her face was narrow with a short straight nose, thin lips usually curled to a snarl and deep brown eyes, framed by long, straight brown hair. She wore more revealing outfits than the other girls and was used to the boys always secretly checking her out - she didn’t mind, actually she liked the attention. Beside the boys there were two girls who Julia had noticed eyeing her body quite a bit: The blond Miriam and the dark-haired Natalie were both very pretty and popular girls in the class. They were well mannered, charming girls, the favorites of all the teachers, and they had been best friends all through their school years.
Julia had the suspicion that these two were more than just friends and from time to time she caught them checking out her butt or her tits while whispering with each other, usually she gave them a stern look which made the pair blush and stop it, but Julia secretly did enjoy that attention, in fact she liked that even more than the blunt stares from the boys.
Julias position of the class’ bad girl had cemented itself after an incident last year. Some classmates had gotten into an argument with students from another class in their year. There had been some insults but everyone on both sides had seemed afraid to escalate. Except for Julia and a small, greek girl from the other class named Alexandra. Push came to shove and soon the two tiny hotheads had been locked in combat, pulling hair, kicking and screaming while whirling around trying to get the other girl of their feet. A teacher broke it up very quick and both had gotten into trouble but their respective classes had viewed them as a kind of hero.
There were whispers and stories going around, that the two had met later in an abandoned warehouse for a brutal fight to settle it. Each class was convinced that their own girl had won this confrontation. Both girls refused to answer any questions about it and simply smiled knowingly.
In truth, there had been no secret fight. In fact both girls were quite fond of each other since their short scrap. Julia deeply respected the aggressive attitude of Alexandra and that the Greek girl had had the guts to go at it.
She fondly remembered the short seconds entangled with the other girl. Fighting body against body had stimulated all her senses in a way she had never felt before. She still remembered the sharp pain from Alexandra tugging at her hair, the feeling of jeans-clad legs rubbing against each other, the sweet breath of the other girl on her face and the Greek girls eyes burning into her own. Never before or after she had left so alive.
Chapter 3: An introduction in class
The tables in Julia’s classroom were arranged in a U-shape with the students sitting on the outside all facing inwards. Julia’s place was at one leg of the U, facing an empty table opposite. When the door opened and the director stepped in, she instantly knew what would happening. The girl from the bicycle rack stepped into the classroom like she did own the place. She was chewing gum, which must annoy the director deeply, Julia had to give her credit for that.
The director introduced her as Inka, just turned 19, who had just moved into town with her mother. Inka gave the whole class a taxing, snarky look and walked to the empty chair.
The moment she sat down her eyes fell on Julia. A short seconds her face went blank, then her mouth formed into an arrogant snarl and the two beauties locked gazes for a moment, each showing her anger and distaste for each other with a fiery stare-down. Julia’s pulse quickened from the confrontation, her stomach made a little jump and she had to admit that she felt excited about the challenge, that this mysterious new girl presented.
Over the course of the school day, Julia and Inka again and again shared angry looks and each girl took amble time to check out the newfound rivals sexy body, especially the soft but slender legs that were show off by both girls short skirts.
Julia had noticed that the new punk-girl had raised excitement and curiosity in her classmates. With a pang of jealousy she noticed that the secret glances of the boys were now evenly share between the two sexy punks. Even more annoying to Julia was the reaction of Miriam and Nadine. The two class-sweeties were highly agitated, whispering a lot between each other and many times Julia noticed the girls eyes moving between Inka and herself, clearly comparing and measuring the two bodies with their prying eyes.
Inka had rejected all attempts at small talk by her new classmates and, like Julia, she had chosen to manly keep to herself. But nonetheless Julia soon overheard an excited chatter between Miriam and Nadine that Inka had been thrown out of her previous school for catfighting. The two girls stopped their talk and looked at Julia, who held their gazes and gave them a cocky half-smile. She tried to lay as much self-confidence in her gaze as possible. She was quite sure that the girls had intentionally made the comments within her earshot. The duo broke the gaze, giggled and turned red. Julia could not help but smile. She could not say why, but she felt alive and excited.
When the school-bell rang Inka was the first to jump up and started to leave the classroom. Julia hurried up and reached the door at the same time as her new rival. They lightly bumped arm to arm and hip to hip, but both were slim and slender enough to walk through the door side by side. Julia kept exact the same pace as Inka. Both girls made sure their walk made their butts swing as sexy as possible.
„You do this for the class to have a look on our asses side by side“ Inka hissed from the corner of her mouth.
„Well, if they compare, they will see my ass is much hotter than your flat bottom“ Julia answered matter-of-factly
„Dream on., girl“ Inka whispered „your two lesbian admirers will dream of my sexy butt tonight“
Julia could not help it but blushed, Inka had already figured out he weird dynamic between herself and the Miriam-Nadine duo.
„You little pervert“ she shot back angrily „if they compare they see that my full round butt looks so much better“
„You’re a liar“ Inka hissed „you know my butt looks hotter, and it will look even hotter in leather“
„Is that a challenge“
„Are you girl enough to take it?“
„My ass in leather will make your ass ditch from school“
Meanwhile the bickering pair had walked down the steps and was turning towards thy bicycle rack. Both turned their head to look behind and as they had expected Miriam and Nadine were some meters behind them and were staring at their swaying asses. Julia caught Inka’s eyes and for a second they smiled at each other but as soon as they realized it, they narrowed their eyes and gave each other a cold hard glare. Most students including Miriam and Nadine had turned towards the main exit while Julia and Inka headed towards their bikes at the backside.
Julia had butterflies in her stomach, her head was spinning slightly, what would happen when they would be alone behind the school. Would they fight? She remembered the excitement of her first girl-fight, but would it be like that? Would it turn brutal? Could she get hurt? Would she win? How would it be?
As they reached the bike rack they found two teachers standing beside it, chatting. Both girls let their shoulders drop in disappointment. They unlocked their bikes, shared a final deep stare into each others eyes and rode away in different directions.
Chapter 4: Tuesday Stare-down
Julia stood in front of her mirror, viewing herself. She had chosen a red G-string, which she found uncomfortable but she knew it would make her ass look good under her black leather skirt. Her red pushup bra was nicely accentuating her tits and she loved the way her flat belly was catching the morning-light. She chose an old red-and black flannel button-shirt with faded colors and cut of arms. She carefully arranged it with some open buttons at the top to show her tits and knotted the lower end to reveal something of her sexy, girlish belly. She liked that her bellybutton could be glimpsed at times but was mostly obscured by the dangling ends of the knotted shirt. She tied her hair back with a red bandana and put on black heels adorned with metal spikes and two laces that were winding around her calves to be tied under her knees.
She inspected herself one last time - she was sure to beat her newfound rival with this outfit. The attention of Miriam and Nadine would be all on her today.
Today she chose the bus because cycling in her heels was difficult.
Julia strutted towards her class, which was waiting in the corridor in front of the classroom for the teacher to arrive and unlock the door. She was strutting in her high heels like she was on a catwalk. She knew every head on her journey through the school building had been turned by her passing and every set of eyes had followed her swaying, leather-framed ass as she had walked by.
The class fell silent when they spotted her but many whispered conversations started immediately after the first second. Her eyes searched for Inka but couldn’t find her. Instead she spotted Miriam and Nadine who stared at her open mouthed. She noticed that both girls were dressed a tiny bit more open than usually. Both were showing a hint of bare midriff and had chosen more form fitting jeans than usual. She deliberately walked past them and she could grasp the excitement both were hiding inside them. She was still beside her two-girl-fan-club when she spotted her rival.
Inka was casually leaning against column, a few meters apart from the class. Inka’s eyes immediately caught her and were roaming up Julia’s body. Inka was chewing her lip while she intensely studied every inch of her rival.
Julia was as enamored by the appearance of the other punk girl. Inka wore very similar shoes, maybe even the same model. Her leather skirt was black, short and very tight. A fishnet-top was covering her upper body, allowing tiny glimpses at her red push up bra. The top was tasseled at the bottom which made the same effect as Julia’s shirt: It did reveal her belly button from time to time but mostly obscured it from view. Inka’s brown locks were hidden under a turned-around baseball cap.
Their eyes met, their gazes locked. Both girls narrowed their eyes and tried to lay as much disgust in their gaze as possible. But both could not completely hide the respect they felt for the other one to take up the challenge, to dress like this and also to not back down from the almost certain confrontation.
Julia knew she was on a dangerous collision course, it was exciting, a bit frightening and she had to admit deep down, a little bit arousing, too.
Both girls sneered at each other and slowly, step for step walked closer together. Julia could her the breathing of the two it-girls behind her quickening. She tried to control her own breathing to keep calm and show no signs of fear to the other punk-girl. Each step in their high-heels echoed through the corridor. Their eyes drilled into each other and soon they stared each other down toe to to and nose-tip to nose-tip. Both kept deadly quit, not a single word was spoken while each tried to stare the rival down.
Julia wasn’t sure she would be able to even say a word. Her mouth was dry, her heart was pounding like never before, her head was swimming from fear and excitement while her gaze drilled deep into the dark eyes of her newfound rival. She could feel Inka’s breath on her lips and the rapidness of the breathing showed her, that the other girl was as nervous as she was.
The whole class was staring at them, all hushed silent as well. The air between the two punks was charged, a tiny spark was all it would need to explode.
„Everything all right here?“ The teacher had arrived and was surprised by the strange silence.
Reluctantly Inka and Julia separated and walked into the classroom. The whole day they shot poisonous looks at each other but the only interaction was a short bump together of their leather-clad asses while waiting in front of a classroom.
The first chance to privately talk to each other away from teachers and the class came, while both were waiting for their busses with a ton of other students.
Julia stood behind a crowed of over- excited young kids when she felt someone creep up to her, she felt Inka’s breath tingle in her ear as her rival whispered:
„Not a bad ass you got, not as good as mine, though“
Julia half turned to whisper back into Inka’s ear, the brown locks of the other girl were tickling her face
„My ass is definitely better than yours, the skirt just hides your weaknesses well“
„Only in your dreams, girl. So what do you suggest“ Inka hissed.
Julia brought her face in front of Inka’s „The tightest jeans you got, ’sis. Nothing to hide“
Inka leaned forward, their lips almost touched while she whispered „Only if you stop hiding your belly button“
Julia’s eyes narrowed „Oh baby, you want to compare navels? Prepare to cry tomorrow, BITCH!“
„Little SLUT!“ Inka hissed back and sharply turned around, her bus had arrived.
Julia had never been so angry in her live, she was foaming with rage on her ride home. How did this bitch dare to challenge her again and again, threaten her position in class. And why was that bitch so damn sexy? She wanted to fight her so badly, she could not think of anything else the whole day. If she could only fight her, be on top her, press her down into the ground, show everyone who was stronger, wilder, more badass. She wanted to see Inka wriggle and beg for mercy while she would hold her down and control her.
In the night she awoke from an unsettling dream, panting and with a very wet spot in her undies. In her dream herself and Inka had been somehow stuck together in one leather skirt and one leather jacket. Both had been naked and the whole of their skin was plastered into each other. The dream was unsettling, they surely had been fighting in her dream - but not regular fighting with fists and kicks. What had they been doing? Julia could not help it her fingers wandered between her pubic lips and seconds later she had an orgasm like seldom before. She was so angry with herself, that she started crying. This had to end. Tomorrow she would beat that bitch up and everything would be back to normal.
Chapter 5: Wednesday Catfight
Julia searched her closet meticulously, until she had found her tightest, form-hugging jeans. It was a very washed-out blue jeans with some wear and tear holes all over it. After she had wriggled herself into it she put on her favorite bare-midriff top. It was blue, very tight with a deep neckline to show some cleavage. She inspected herself in the large mirror and was pleased with her appearance. Her flat stomach caught the light and looked perfect with her deep, round navel crowned with a tiny stretch of skin like a roof. She turned around to have a lock at her full round ass in the tight jeans. It did look perfect, no way Inka could best that she thought, smiling. She especially liked the thin line were her panties cut into the butt-flesh, emphasizing how firm her butt really was. Putting on her beloved leather jacket and DocMartens she was ready for action.
She cycled to school. Inka’s bike was already chained up in the cycle rack. She saw her classmates waiting in front of a side building where they would have their first lesson today. They stood around a pitiful patch of dried out, spotty grass full of bare patches of dusty soil.
As she approached she spotted Inka, talking to some classmates with her back towards Julia. She could perfectly inspect Inka’s smooth, round ass in some extremely tight jeans, to her deep annoyance she could see the two lines were the new girls panties cut into the butt just like she had seen in her mirror this morning . She slowly walked towards her from behind, her heart was beating fast, her mouth was dry.
Still some meters away she could hear Inka talking and suddenly three words caught her ear
„…that wannabe punk“ Julia’s temper sparked up. She stopped and threw her school back to the ground which got everyones attention.
„Who is a wannabe her, you little imposter“ she yelled.
Inka turned around, she let her own back slide to the ground and opened her arms wide to give Julia a good view of her body. Inka wore a tight, white crop top which showed some cleavage and - as if to anger Julia even more - her deep round bellybutton was crowned with a tiny skin-roof as well.
„Your a wannabe, BITCH“ Inka yelled back „you try to annoy me since the first second, but you will never be in my league, GIRL“
„I am more than you can handle in EVERY WAY, GIRRL“ Julia shot back opening her own arms to show off her perfect body.
„YEAH?“
„YEAH!“ BITCH!“
Both were snarling at each other, their eyes blazed daggers. The class around them was holding their breath. Miriam and Nadine stared at them open mouthed.
Slowly both took off their leather jackets and let them drop on top of their bags.
Then they charged.
They slammed into each other with arms flailing and hair flying. Both tried to kick, slam, punch, grab, scratch bite at the same time. The whole class was yelling but the high pitched excited screams of Miriam and Natalie could be heard louder than anyone else.
After a few seconds each fighter had locked her fingers into the brown hair of the other and a feverish hairpulling contest started. They were ripping as hard as possible while screaming into each others face and kicking at each other with their knees. They were swirling around in circles trying to throw the opponent down until their jeans-clad legs interlocked and the pair crashed down entangled into the dust.
Julia landed on top but Inka had her knees up between them and flipped Julia over her head into the dust. Julia landed hard on her back, Inka pounced onto her but Julia managed to get her foot up and kicked the new girl off to the side. Both girls scrambled to their feet breathing heavily, their cloth and hair covered in dust and dirt. Inka was up first, Julia charged from a half-kneeling position and rammed her shoulder into the other girls midriff, tackling her down.
The duo crashed down again in a cloud of dust. Julia in control, but only for a half-second because Inka managed to use the force of the tackle to flip them around on impact but she could not control the movement and Julia rolled them again, gaining top position.
The fight slowed down.
Julia was flat on top of her enemy, desperately trying to control the wriggling body beneath her. Adrenalin rushed trough her body making every mili-second seem like minutes. She was ecstatic, nothing had ever felt better than being on to of her enemy, pressing her down with the power of her own muscles. She could feel and hear the denim of their jeans rub along each other while their legs fought for position. The soft skin of Inka’s belly was pressed into her own skin with each inhale, the full tits of her rival were mushed down by her own, there was trace of nipple pressing into her titflesh. Inka’s nipples must have grown hard, Julia’s certainly had.
Inka’s dusty, snarling face was filling all the vision of Julia, their eyes drilled into each other and their noses flatted each other. Pure joy and ecstasy rushed trough Julia’s brain, she was winning, she was pinning her enemy down, she was better. But suddenly Inka pushed with all her might, flipping them around.
Julia went down into the dirt and her opponent rolled on top of her. Inka grabbed the wrists of Julia, wrapped her legs around the bottom-girl’s jeans and pressed down to control her.
Julia was struggling desperately against the body on top of her. The joy and triumph in Inka’s eyes was unbearable but she angrily kept their eyes locked, she wanted to see the moment when the joy would break just like it did seconds before in herself. Julia was snarling and wriggling but the grip of the new girl was tight. Julia’s body did send all those unwanted signals into her brain. The tickle of Inka’s hair that was gracing her cheeks. The tiny click when their jeans buttons met. The incredible softness of the enemies belly skin pressed against her own. She could feel the muscles underneath the softness every-time Inka inhaled and her belly was pressed down into Julia’s. She could feel her bellybutton rubbing against Inka’s. The weight of Inka’s breast upon her own was turning her mad. Sometimes a nipple stabbed down into her titflesh and did send a wave of unwanted agitation all through her body. Inka’s sweet breath was tickling Julia’s lips with each inhale.
Julia calmed herself down, she tock a deep breath and pushed herself upward into a bridge, Inka was thrown in the air but managed to stay on top. Julia knew that Inka tried to make herself as heavy as possible to keep her down. Julia’s butt hadn’t touched the ground again, before she buckled again, this time with all her body and a little dirty extra trick: Julia jerked her head up pushing her face into Inka’s but more importantly pressed her lips, for a mili-second, right against Inka’s.
The shook on her rivals face was all she needed to buckle and roll both girls sideways. A dual-voiced, high-pitched yell suggested that at least Miriam and Natalie had seen what she had done, even through the cover of their mixed brown strands shielded their faces from view.
But Julia’s dirty trick backfired dramatically. Inka, with a scream of pure rage, rolled through, mobilized all her strength and pushed Julia up and away.
As Julia crashed into the ground, producing another cloud of dust, Inka scrambled to her knees and jumped. But Julia managed to get her knees up and directed her rival’s momentum sideways. Both girls jumped to their feet screaming and hissing.
For a second both stalled as they tried to regain their breath. Julia’s eyes roamed over her rival. Inka’s tight jeans was dirty and dusty, her hot, white crop top had been turned brown and was stretched and torn out of shape - revealing much of the red push-up bra underneath. The sexy belly was covered in dust, her brown locks who where in total disarray. Inka’s beautiful face was covered in a layer of dust as well, lines of sweat and tears had washed small strips of skin clean. Combined with the snarl and barred teeth it all gave Inka a very savage appearance. Julia thought about how she surly looked much the same.
Suddenly she thought about stopping it, calling it a draw and simply hugging her rival, congratulate her to her power and courage. Then her eyes met Inka’s again, and all thoughts of peace where blown away. Her gaze locked to those deep brown orbs and wave of hatred washed through her. No, there could be no peace before she had beaten that bitch and dominated her, made her cry and beg.
Both girls charged at the same time, their bodies clashed together with arms flaying at each other, a viscous blowout of raging fists until their arms wrapped around each others necks in a bend down, double headlock, fighting for position and trying to lose the rival’s footing. Their heads were pressed cheek to cheek, tears from the corners of their eyes mixed together and the corners of their lips had made contact. Julia could sense a tiny wetness where her enemies saliva met her own.
Suddenly they were pulled apart by various teachers who separated them, yelled at them and herded them away to the directors office.
The director yelled at them some more. Julia did not really listen to him, her whole body was in pain, every muscle sour. She glanced over at Inka who returned the look out of the corner of her eye. In that second they had agreed to a truth without speaking.
The director felt silent as he thought about what to do. Usually he would just call the parents but those two were legally adults. Throwing them off the school would ruin both girls last chance to qualify for university. Suddenly both girls started crying and talking at the same time. They assured him with big, round, brown eyes that it would never happen again, honestly. We promise.
They looked so miserable and cute that he could not help but feel sympatric. As they shock hands, even hugged briefly and apologized to each other tearfully, he dismissed them with a stern warning that any misbehavior, a single toe over the line, would result in an expulsion.
Both girls nodded and scuffled out of the office. The director was very pleased with his de-escalation skills.
Julia and Inka smiled at each other after they had closed the office door.
„Good job, girl“ Inka said cheerfully
„You weren’t bad, either“ Julia answered.
Their eyes met and their smiles froze.
„This is not over, jet“ Inka whispered
„No, it is not“ Julia whispered back „ but not here, not like this again. Agreed“
„Yes, agreed. We let things cool down and fight it out sometime in private“
„Yes, we keep a low profile tomorrow“
They shock hands, stared into each others eyes for another second and went their own ways.
Chapter 6: Cautious on Thursday
Thursday morning Julia climbed out of bed cautiously. She tried to avoid all movements that would hurt due to the stiff muscles and small bruises she had from the fight. She did not regret what had happened, at all. Her only regret was, that they had been stopped before she had been able to win. She went over to her wardrobe and thought about ignoring the agreement not to escalate by dressing up. But in the end she chose wide, un-sexy jeans and a to-large black hoodie that was much to warm for the hot summer day.
At school she spotted Inka in a similar attire, they both gave each other a tiny, reassuring nod to acknowledge that the other punk-girl had kept the deal as well.
But to Julia’s surprise someone else had dressed up today. Miriam and Natalie had, probably for the first time in school, ditched their conservative, teachers-darling clothing style. Both girls wore tight jeans and free midriff crop tops showing off toned sexy bellies. Julia knew both girls had killer-bodies from seeing them in the shower after sports but to show it in public was a small shock.
During a break, while Julia was minding her own business and tried to ignore everyone else, especially Inka, suddenly Natalie appeared behind her.
„Gosh, you were great yesterday“ the dark-haired girl whispered into Julia’s ear.
„Well, yeah, thanks - I guess“ Julia answered cautiously.
„You almost had her, you were so much more agile, you should have won“ Natalie whispered excitedly
„Don’t know“ Julia said reluctantly „she is strong and fast, it could have gone both ways“
„Rubbish! You were hotter… better I mean“ Natalie fumbled „You will beat her next time“
Julia smiled, know she understood where this was heading. She searched the school yard and spotted Miriam talking to Inka who had her hands deep in her pocket and tried to ignore the beautiful blonde standing much to close to her.
„Did you bet on us“ Julia hissed „Did you? You and your girlfriend“ She liked the way Natalie almost jumped at the last word.
„No, no. Nothing like that, really. But we were quite divided on who did better, you know“
Julia turned until she was basically nose to nose with Natalie. To her surprise the goody-girl did not flinch away, even though there was clearly panic in Natalie’s dark eyes.
„You really, really liked what you saw, didn’t you“ Julia purred, touching her nose to Natalie’s „It made you wet, didn’t it“
Natalie flinched back this time. She stammered nervously „Anyway, we know a place where you…could finish it, you know. Privately, you know“
„Not really private if you and blondie are masturbating while we battle“ Julia hissed and turned away sharply.
Later, at night, Julia was lying awake in her bed. No matter how hard she tried to avoid it, her thoughts always lead her to the same image:
A enormous luxury bed, herself and Inka rolling around on it. Wrestling naked, covered in sweat, groaning. Natalie and Miriam beside them, naked as well, each a hand buried in the other one’s groin.
Every time the thought came she had to stop her fingers from reaching down between her legs. She hated herself for this vivid image. This was all the fault of her obviously lesbian classmates. How did sexuality entered into that innocent little rivalry? Or had it been there all the time? NO WAY! NEVER!! God, she really had to beat Inka up, it was the only way to stop this thoughts from creeping into her head.
Chapter 7: Friday, Physical Education
Julia awoke after a night of vivid dreams with a wet spot in her panties. She was determined to end this feud today. Opening her wardrobe she decided to go „all in“ and show as much skin as possible to incite Inka enough, to get her into a fight after school.
Since they had physical education as a double-lesson at the end of the school day, she decided to wear her sports outfit to school: black no-nonsense panties, a tight, blue sports bra covering her tits but not much else and showing a lot of skin at the back accompanied by very tight track-shorts made from shiny blue polyester. Combined with white socks and sneakers she didn’t look very punk-rock today, but nonetheless very, very sexy.
Julia wished there would be a way to communicate her chosen style with Inka, but of course she had not asked her rival for the phone number, and even if she had, it would not be a conversation she would like to have down at the telephone in the living room. She would have to hope that her rival, like the days before, was thinking in similar ways as she did herself.
At the bike stand she met her enemy and both girls could not help but smile. Inka had chosen the same style of outfit, only in red. They eyed each others body intensively.
„Today“ Inka said simply
„After school“ Julia added
„I know the right place“ Inka whispered.
They grabbed each others hand in a rockers-handshake and stared deeply into each others eyes.
„I make you beg for mercy“ Julia hissed
„I will make you cry“ Inka hissed back.
Then they walked into the school with pounding hearts, excited, afraid and eager for the school day to end.
During a break Julia and Inka were ogling each other from different corners of the school yard. Like the day before, Nadine suddenly appeared close behind her.
„The offer still stands, sweetheart“ Natalie hushed into Julia’s ear
Julia only answered with a huff.
„We just like to help“ Natalie purred.
Unexpectedly, Julia felt fingertips lightly running down both sides of her bare waist. It made her shiver a bit. Outraged she spun around going face to face to face with the beautiful raven-haired girl.
„How dare you“ she hissed right into Nadine’s face „You want your ASS KICKED?“
To her surprise Nadine held her ground and kept eye contact.
„You will not dare anything, we know how close you are to expulsion“ Nadine said.
It was true, Julia starred at the good-girl in disbelieve
„Offer stands“ Nadine whispered sweetly. Then she turned and moved away, skipping. Her dark curls flying behind her.
Julia watched her ass as they went. Nadine reunited with her best friend Miriam and the duo immediately started whispering and giggling while standing much too close to each other.
Later that day the class was waiting outside the gym and Julia saw Nadine creep up to Inka and whispered into her ear, both girls turned and looked her way for a second. Julia felt her cheeks turning red and experienced a slight nag of jealousy, even though she could not say why and about which girl she felt that. „Damn when had this become so complicated“ she thought.
Suddenly she could sense a body close behind her and blond hair appeared in her pehipherical vision. Miriam had walked up from behind, Julia could feel the blonde’s body pressing against her ass and a slight hind of a hand against her butt- cheek.
„I can’t imagine how Nadine thinks your Ass is better than Inka’s“ she whispered into Julia’s ear „I mean, your ass is quite nice, but really…“
„Bugger of you creep“ Julia hissed „I have no mind for your perverted game. Lesbian! Bitch!“
To Julia’s surprise Miriam did not flinch at the L-word - that was a new development.
„If you fancy keeping your face beautiful, GO! NOW!“ she added. Miriam slowly walked away, smiling and reunited with her girlfriend. The physical education lesson would get interesting Julia thought to herself.
On of the first things Misses Meier, their female Physical Education Coach did, was dividing the class into a female and a male half.
All the girls had to form a wide circle and on a command by her, started to do push-ups. Julia, of course, found herself opposite Inka, the two rivals locked eyes and started to do push ups in sync. After 4 iterations all the girls around Julia had already given up. At 10 her arms were burning like fire but Inka kept going, so Julia pushed herself to go on. The 13th iteration was slow and painful and with the 14th attempt both rivals crashed down unable to go on. Julia sat up and to her surprise, saw two girls still going on. Miriam and Nadine were doing push-ups elbow to elbow with ease. Julia was surprised how muscular the arms of both girls looked during the exercise. At 20 the girlfriends stopped. Julia was somehow annoyed that the two had not tried to outdo each other, there had been no competitiveness, it had been a display of unity.
Next came sprinting exercise. Julia and Inka managed to end up on lanes next to each other. On the signal of Misses Meier both sprinted like never before but after a few meters, they got in each others way, bumped arms and hips, struggled, stopped and immediately went toe to toe and nose to nose and started to argue.
„STOP IT“ Misses Meier yelled, she was at their side in a split seconds and warned them severely that any confrontation would be reported and be the final drop to a double sacking.
„I keep my eyes on you, girls. You can stare at each other all you like, but a single raised finger and you are OUT. Understood?“
Both punk girls nodded silently and separated. Julia could see Miriam and Nadine smirking in the corner.
Later Miss Meier raised the high bar to do pull-ups, two girls at the bar at the same time.
Of course Inka and Julia managed to be paired again, Julia could see the annoyance in her teachers face but she did not intervene.
Most classmates did not manage a single chin-up. Julia and Inka drove themselves by sheer competitiveness to do 3 before they could not go up any more.
The last pair were Miriam and Nadine who gracefully did 5. Julia and Inka were both staring at the beautiful ballet of girlish muscles as the two good-girls showed their strength.
Chapter 8: The shower prank
Afterwards all the girls went to their dressing room to go to the shower. As it was typical for a german school gym, there were no lockers in the dressing room, just two rows of opposing benches and hooks for jackets. Again Julia and Inka had chosen places on two benches opposite each other. Julia was quivering from nerves. She was about to see her great rival naked. Both undressed slowly, always stealing glances at each other. At the end both stood up proud, hands at their hips and leisurely inspected every inch of the other punk-girls body. Julia was not disappointed Inka was just as beautiful in the flesh as expected. Her perfect round tits stood just as proud as Julia’s. Her rivals body was scratched and bruised in some areas form their fight just like Julia was.
Both let themselves be swept with the chattering class into the shower room. Julia noticed that Misses Muller had positioned herself just outside the shower room door to immediately stop any shenanigans.
Julia and Inka slowly soaped themselves up, making a little show form every move. Julia expected Miriam and Nadine to stare, but the good-girls had left the shower. Julia was a bit disappointed, she would have thought the pair would use this opportunity to full effect.
Misses Meier had started on some paperwork when Julia and Inka were left alone in the shower room. They gave each other a last head to toe stare while drying themselves off and left side by side.
„We do it?“ Julia asked whispering
„I don’t back down, girl“ Inka replayed
„Neither do I“ Julia answered.
They left the shower room to find all the girls in silent expectation, actively avoiding their eyes. Except for Miriam and Nadine who smiled at them sweetly while slowly toweling themself.
Julia walked to her stuff and found out why everyone was behaving that strange.
On her bench there was red clothing waiting form her, she glanced over to Inka who held up Julia’s own blue sports bra in surprise. Julia glanced at Misses Meier who was concentrating on her paperwork, then over at Miriam and Nadine who were smirking at her. The not-so-good-girls were almost jumping up and down from excitement.
Julia looked over at Inka, who shrugged and flashed a tiny smile. Julia and Inka both took the other girls sweaty sport bra and slowly pulled it over their heads and carefully arranged it over their breast, both fitted perfectly.
The whole class gasped a little. The teacher looked up but found everything in order. Julia had to fight many different emotions at the same time and tried not to think about the fact, that her nipples were now pressed at the fabric that had contained her enemies nipples minutes ago. She tried to ignore the fact that the moister in the fabric was her rivals sweat now pressed against her own skin.
Next thing were the plain black panties. The silence in the room was perfect as Inka and Julia slowly stepped inside the rivals panties and slowly wriggled them up their legs. The whole class reacted when they finally pulled them in place. Some girls were disgusted, some nodded in respect. Miriam and Nadine could barely contain their arousal.
Quickly Inka and Julia pulled on the shiny sports shorts, the white socks and white shoes.
Before anyone else they jumped up, grabbed their backs and stormed out of the room. Miriam and Nadine were frantically collecting their own stuff.
Outside it was extremely hot and humid, the sky overcast with heavy storm-clouds.
Inka and Julia walked briskly and in silence to their bikes. Before mounting them they nodded at each other, they did not need another word. Julia flinched a bit when she settled down on her seat and the foreign panties were pressed into her pussy.
Miriam and Nadine just arrived in time to see the two punk-girls ride away side by side. A single ray of sunlight made it through the clouds and cast the cycling girls in golden light. Their bare thighs gleamed like bronze and their brown hair sparkled while flowing in the breeze.
The girlfriends had lost their chance to manipulate them into joining the inevitable confrontation. Both clenched their fists in anger about their lost opportunity.
Chapter 9: The Battle on the Lawn
Inka was leading Julia to the edge of town. The bike ride was uneventful. Except for an incident, when Julia had nearly crashed her bike into a parked car because she had been distracted by ogling Inka’s smooth thighs and the way the sunlight was reflecting from the smooth skin.
Inka rode into the yard of an older house at the end of a street, she brought Julia around the house to a large garden surrounded by hedges that blocked the view from the few neighbors. A roofed patio next to a lawn, still green despite the dry summer was their destination.
„Do you live her“ Julia asked.
„No, it’s my aunt’s house. She is on vacation and I promised to water the plants.“
Both girls stood awkwardly beside the bikes. Completely in contrast to their usual behavior each avoided the eyes of the other. Julia was high-strung with nerves but tried to keep her cool on the outside. It was clear, that no one would interfere out here, they were on their own.
Julia took a deep breath and opened her arms wide „Ready“ she asked with a quiver in her voice.
Inka slowly walked onto the short-cut grass. „Ready“ she answered and made Eye contact.
Julia held the gaze. Slowly the competitiveness came back.
Both stepped into the middle of the lawn. They started slowly circling each other, arms raised, hands ready to claw or grasp, bodies bend forward, eyes locked. Julia could see her own doubts and fears reflected in the deep dark eyes of her rival.
It was one thing to start a fight in anger, with adrenalin pumping, classmates cheering and edging them on. When a status and PUBLIC image were at stake. Out here it was something else. It was hard to be angry enough to attack someone who had just cycled peacefully beside you for half an hour. But Julia wanted to fight, she wanted to be angry, she wanted to battle that girl.
Julia took a deep breath and awkwardly, she lunged forward with one hand, Inka caught it and attacked with her free hand which was caught by Julia, both stepped in. Their bellies bumped together and each girl tried to swap the rivals legs away with their own. It was not enough for both of them and their equal strength and dexterity brought a stalemate soon enough.
It could have gone on like this, a somewhat friendly wrestling match, then Julia made a decision. She looked Inka straight in the eye and spat in her face. Inka’s eyes widened in shock as a white drop of spit ran down her cheek, just millimeters away from her half open mouth.
Inka’s eyes hardened, Julia could see the hatred coming back, she smiled a wide predatory smile. Inka stepped closer and spat a ball of foamy spittle right at Julia’s smiling, half open lips.
It was just what Julia had needed. She could feel the saliva flowing into her mouth, she could taste her rival at the tip of her tongue. She let her anger, her hatred, her frustration and her fear aggregate. Her pulse quickened, adrenalin rushed through every vein of her body.
She stepped even closer, pressing body to body and brow to brown with her rival. Their dark eyes burned into each other from only a centimeter apart. Julia spat at Inka’s mouth. Inka spat back immediately. For a second they starred at each other with spittle dripping down from their faces. Then both screamed and attacked, slapping, kicking and clawing. Both were driven by rage now, even though their attacks were badly aimed, unskilled and on much to close range to be effective, soon both girls felt the pain and sting from the onslaught.
Their fingers caught the others brown hair and a fierce hair-pulling battle started. The punk-girls stumbled around the lawn kicking, screaming and ripping at each others hair. Their legs entangled and they stumbled to the ground in a ball of limbs.
Locked in combat thy rolled back and forth over the short grass. Their juicy legs had caught each other in a mutual thigh-press, each had caught the others upper leg between her own and their thighs were jammed tight from the knee up to bottom of their small, shiny sport-shorts. Their lower legs had wound around each other and were pressed calf to calf.
The straight-locked legs made rolling each other very easy. Despite this, Julia managed to secure the top position for a moment. She allowed herself to savor the feeling of superiority for a split-second.
Some drops of rain were splashing onto her mostly bare back but she ignored that.
Her belly muscles pressed down on her rivals bare midriff and let her control how much air Inka could take in with every breath. Julia’s breast, despite being tightly secured in the sports bra were tingling, her nipples had gone hard from the excitement and she could guess Inka’s nipples as tiny hard spots in the others sports-bra that her nipples sometimes brushed against.
Julias’s fingers were clawed deep into the brown locks of the girl below her, Inka’s hands were ripping and tearing painfully in Julia’s hair at the same time. Each tried to control the enemies head position through the hair-pulling. Julia stared down in the face of her rival. Rage and pain were distorting the beautiful features of the new-girl into a snarling grimace. Julia pressed her nose down onto Inka’s and spat a large drop of spit right into her rivals mouth. Inka gagged and gathered all her strength. She rolled the pair over.
Now Julia was caught down on the grass, with the strong body of her hated enemy controlling her movement. The hairpull was much more painful on the bottom and every breath, she could feel the powerful muscles in Inka’s belly pressing down into her own. Spit splashed into her mouth not once but again and again. Julia tried to spit right back. She pushed herself up and sideways. The pair landed on their sides and neither managed to roll on top. Tightly locked together they spat again and again, first from half a centimeter away, soon their lips touched and each fighter was just pushing spit against the others lips. Their saliva was mixing into one foamy mass that was pushed back and forth between their overflowing mouths.
Their breathing quickened, both could feel her body react to the tase of the enemy, and each girl could feel her pussy getting wet and swollen. Their navels had sucked together and were pressed deeper into each other with every ragged breath. Their locked thighs became slippery with mutual sweat that mixed into one-another right at the pores. Large drops of warm rain had started to splatter on them from time to time.
Neither of them would admit, not even to herself, that the battle had taken a somewhat sexual component. The frantic spit-war was the most arousing seconds of Julia’s live. Panicked, horny, angry and confused she pushed every available drop back and forth, mixing it with Inka’s, trying to drown the other girl in spittle and savoring the taste of their mixed saliva like it was the finest beverage on earth. Julia’s mind was blank throughout this, she did not allow herself to think or feel because even the tiniest thought would bring her back to reality and admitting to herself what she was doing. She was completely submerged in the moment, and that moment - for both girls - could have stayed frozen in time forever.
But suddenly reality crashed in.
Julia was pushing spittle outwards with a flick of her tongue, when something slippery and warm touched the tip of her tongue. It was a tiny touch but to Julia it was a bang like to cars crashing front to front.
She yelled and jumped back, Inka did the same, spit was flying into all directions as the punk-girls crawled away from each other.
Julia was horrified to the bones, she had touched tongues with her enemy.
Looking at Inka, who was sitting half a meter away on the wet grass with her eyes widened in shock and her whole lower face covered in spit, made Julia even more angry. Why was that bitch looking so shocked, after all she had attacked Julia’s mouth with her filthy tongue. Inka was touching her lips with a quivering hand and frantically started to brush away all the saliva. Julia did he same with the back of her hand. The raindrops falling onto them had become even bigger and more frequent.
Suddenly Inka screamed „You stupid COW, what did you do“ he face was a mask of rage.
Julia’s mind went into pure anger mode when she yelled back: „ you…you… PERVERT with your TONGUE trying to…“
„WHAT?!“ Inka’s voice was shrill and frantic „ What are you suggesting YOU SICKO! Your tongue was in MY MOUTH!“
Julia was taken back by shock „HOW DARE YOU! YOU did this, YOUR TONGUE was in ME, BITCH“ She was struggeling to her feet while screaming, as was Inka. The rain was getting heavier.
Inka was upright, her voice nearly broke from rage when she hissed „you tried to KISS me, SLUT“
Julia was up as well hoarsely she spat back „NOOOO, your tongue cam to mine, YOU WANTED TO KISS ME!“
Both girls stepped up without realizing it.
THey were almost nose to nose when Inka hissed „I was just pushing spittle, your disgusting tongue slit into me“
Their noses actually touched as Julia retorted „Your a dirty liar, your filthy tongue attacked me“
They had not realized that they were body to body again until their lips touched with the last word the spat at each other at the same time:
„YOU LESBIAN“
They could feel the rivals lips with every syllable of the word.
Mad with rage they pushed each other away and each landed a heavy slap in the rivals face. The rain was pouring down by now.
With a yell Inka lunged for Julia’s neck with both hands. Julia quickly did the same.
Locked in a dangerous chocking duel they stood at arms length in the rain, legs spread wide apart, cloth and hair drenched.
In the distance lightning flashed sharply illuminating the wet skin of the two women silently struggling against each other. Literally at each others throats. Trying to strangle with all their strength but luckily without any knowledge how to really choke someone. Even though, Julia’s vision, already obscured by the rain in her eyes, she couldn’t focus and her vision blurred. Her throat and lungs were burning and her mind began to swim. She felt fear creeping up inside her, how long could she keep this up, was Inka suffering like herself? Would her stamina proof stronger in that brutal dual?
Suddenly an ear-splitting bang accompanied by a blinding flash shocked both fighters. The rain was turning into heavy gale. They were in the middle of a thunderstorm.
Instinctively both had released each other with the lighting strike. Inka took Julia by the hand and dragged her under the little roof, there she opened the back-door and both stumbled inside.
Chapter 10: Intimate Battle
Julia fond herself inside a small laundry room / storage room combination. Garden Furniture was stacked on one wall, the other wall was occupied by a washing machine on the left with a tumble dryer in the middle and a table on he right. Inka grabbed two bathing towels from a stack and tossed on to Julia.
Both girls started rubbing their hair without looking at each other. Inka started to pull down her soaking track-shorts.
„Really“ Julia asked sarcastically.
Inka stopped to shot the other girl an angry glance „Well, you can stay wet if you like, I will dry my cloth, your welcome to do the same“
Julia just shrugged and started undressing herself.
Their eyes never left each other while they struggled out of the wet shorts, socks, sports-bras and undies. Each piece was thrown into the dryer.
Naked they wiped themselves off and wrapped the towel around their bodies. Awkwardly they stood in front of each other, hands at their hips, silently daring the other girl to make the next move, whatever that my be.
Slowly they moved closer to each other without even noticing it. Again they found themselves nose to nose, it just seemed the natural position for their arguments,
„Stop staring at me, you pervert“ Julia opened the conversation.
„Thats rich, coming from you, little lesbian“ Inka answered.
„Your the lesbian bitch. Craving to taste my tongue again, aren’t you“
„YOU BITCH, it is you. You lust for my tongue“ Inka screamed and stuck out her tongue all the way down until her tongue-tip touched her chin „ffee, you can’cht look ad id widout getting chorny“
Julia was shocked but stuck out her own tongue as long as possible, trying to send it down her chin even further „you’cher che one loussding, bichhh“
They stood like that, tongues out, panting in anger (and secretly lust) unsure what to do with the absurd situation.
Julia had been taken by surprise by the move and not to be outdone escalated further:
She pressed her tongue full length against Inka’s.
Their wet, soft, fleshy tongues were trapped against each other all the way down to the tips who wriggled against each other. Both girls were angry and panicked and both could feel their pussies getting wet.
„aaarghh, ‚ow daarrre cho, broovs chour chesbian“ Inka stammered
„broovs chou aaaar“ Jula stammered back
„yea?“
„ooh yea!“
„chreely bicchh“
„ches chreeely chunt!“
„laatss chee, bichh“
Inka opened the knots on both their towels. the last barriers between their bodies tumbled down. Both took a deep breath closed their eyes and jammed their naked flesh deep together.
Each girl whimpered from the overwhelming sensation of the soft and tender skin to skin experience.
Their nipples aligned themselves naturally head to head due to their equal hight and breast size.Slowly they pressed their tits together, flesh bulging to the side while their nipples pressed unbending into each other. Neither could keep the tongue battle up and their heads tilted back while their tongues shot back into their mouths, each girl screamed from arousal and frustration. Then they went face to face again to stare into each others eyes while their nipples battled. They went lip to lip again and aligned their bodies further.
Their deep navels sucked together and their brown pubic hairs entwined. Their sexy thighs met front to front full length. Only their most private parts were out of reach, protected by pubic mound and closed legs, but Julia could sense the wetness and heat from her rivals groin so close to her own.
„You’re dripping wet, Bitch“ she moaned into her rivals mouth.
„You’re so much wetter“ Inka moaned back, Julia could feel her rivals breath enter into her own mouth with every syllable.
Both were struggling to keep their eyes open and their libido under control. The full on skin to skin contact was driving both girls deeper and deeper into their arousal.
„Go on“ Inka teased „let it out, you are ready to cum, BITCH“
„YOU will cum, my body is driving you crazy, CUNT“ Julia whispered back.
Both had their legs slightly apart, leaning forward into each other, arms akimbo. Their lips brushed along each other with every word they spoke.
„Admit how hot you are for me“ Julia purred.
Inka shuddered „Not as hot as you are for me“ she purred back.
Julia could sense that her rival was in trouble.
„I will proof my point“ she smiled and slightly moved to snake her arm between their bellies, before Inka knew what was happening, Julia had jammed her hand between the new-girl’s thighs and pressed her palm against Inka’s vagina.
Inka yelled in surprise and arousal. But before Julia could savor the little victory, a warm sweaty hand was pressed right against her swollen pussy lips. Involuntarily she shuttered, her head flew back and she yelled.
For a few seconds each was lost in their own minds. Then both girls fought the arousal down. They locked eyes again.
„See, you can’t help it“ Julia hissed.
„I can! Better than you at least!“ Inka hissed back „you almost did cum on my hand, you wet little pervert“
„Your sooo dripping down there, Baby“ Julia teased „let it go and cum for me“
„You will cum“ Inka purred “scream for me, SLUT“ and with the last word she rammed two fingers deep into Julia’s throbbing pussy.
Ecstasy exploded inside Julia’s mind, but she kept her senses enough to sling her arm around Inka’s neck to keep herself upright, she jammed two fingers deep into the swollen, wet pussy of her enemy. Inka shuddered and her legs almost gave away but she steadied herself quickly, slung her own arm around Julia’s neck and stared into her rivals eyes.
With sheer willpower both kept each others gaze while their pussies were invaded. The enemy fingers were expertly pushing and stroking exactly the right spots and both girls were fighting their own bodies as much as the enemy.
They whirled around each other and around the room, fighting fore the best position while denying a good position for the other one, their brown hair was flying around them and their eyes burned deep into the enemies soul while they whimpered and moaned into each others mouths.
Their fingers going at it faster and faster, trying to overpower the other girl before succumbing to the powerful orgasmic energy building in both their cores. Whirling and whirling around the small room.
Julia senses an opportunity when they circled close to he dryer, and reacts in a flash.
She ramed her rival backwards. Inka’s ass hit the dryer and in the same moment Julia let her left hand strike down onto Inka’s right, slamming it out of her own pussy. Inka’s eyes widened in shock as she found herself trapped against the running dryer. The vibrating machine was sending its waves through her body while she was fingered expertly without a chance to give pleasure back. Julia grinned at her. But suddenly Inka’s eyes harden again as she pushed herself up onto the dryer and Julia’s fingers plopped out of her pussy.
Inka immediately started to scuttle backwards, off the arousing machinery while Julia angrily climbs after her. Julia was hit by a wave of pleasure as she reached the top of the tumbler and scrambles back herself.
Both punk-girls found themself now in a strange position and in an involuntary pause of their battle.
Both were holding their asses up in the air, away from the warm, vibrating dryer underneath them. Julia with her hands on the table and her feet on the washing machine and Inka vis-versa.
Their legs were scissored one over the other and their pussies were just inches away from the rival’s.
Both stared at each other over the length of both their sexy bodies in that awkward position.
„I go all the way to prove myself, are you willing to go there“ Inka asked.
„No holds barred, Bitch“ Julia breathed, her voice full of exhaustion and hidden lust.
Their eyes locked again as they jam their wet pussies right into each other. Both girls screamed. An unknown wave of arousal raged into Julia’s brain, a wave of pleasure she would never have thought possible. Inka’s wet swollen, hot labia is mashed against her own, sending unbearable ecstasy throughevery nerve-ending.
They pushed harder. Their pussy lips were opening up for each other. Thick and wetly the insides mashed into each other. Both girls screamed. Slowly they started to grind. Their bodies were shaking from the strain of their uncomfortable double-bridge-position. Both were fighting to keep their bridge aloft but slowly gravity was forcing them down millimeter by millimeter. Both of them have their eyes closed, their face turned into a grimace. They fought hard to keep aloft while mercilessly pressing their hungry cunts deep into each other.
But suddenly a two voiced yell of overexcitement rang through the room. Both fighters butts have touched the top of the dry tumbler and the fast vibrations raged through their core and deep, deep into their locked pussies.
Both were clenching their teeth, shaking their heads, yelling and cursing while fighting the building pleasure, soon they couldn’t control it anymore.
Both fighters did cum, kicking and screaming, gushing cum-juice into each others innermost sanctum while they trashed and yelled until slowly their mutual orgasm dwindled down enough for them to hastily separate and scramble away from the dryer.
Panting they sat opposite each other on washing machine and table. Their legs tugged up to their chins, eyes locked but this time with an unsure, searching expression. Neither knew what to do. Neither could understand how their fight had turned into this. Neither could cope with the thought that she just had the best orgasm of her life. That they had mixed cum with her hated rival.
Chapter 11: The last frontier
Inka recovered first. Unexpectedly she smiles at Julia and said „Well, one thing is certain, we can’t pretend anymore that we are not into each other“
Julia jumped down from her table „ WHAT?! I hate you BITCH!“
„I hate you even more“ Inka spat back and climbed down from the washing machine to face the other girl „ but we have just proven that we are very much aroused by each others body“
„Well, maybe“ Julia answered uncertain „I still want to fight and beat you, it does not change anything“ She straitens herself up to stand proud again, her lean, naked body glistering with sweat, her head held high, her arms akimbo.
„Yes, it does“ Inka answered while mirroring Julia’s pose and getting a step closer. „Neither of us will back down, right“
Julia steps closer to prove it, simply nodding.
„We scuffled and fought in school and here in private“ Inka continued while stepping closer „And neither won!“
„We are pretty even in willpower, strength and agility“ Julia summarized while stepping into Inka’s personal space, close enough to feel the heat of her rivals body „That’s what keeps us going, bitch!“
„Right you are“ Inka leaned a bit forward until they were nose to nose again „And we fucked“
Julia flinched but held her ground and eye contact.
„We have proven our mutual attraction. If we like that or not“ Inka continued almost lips to lips with Julia „But that leads us to the last frontier, the final way to fight. Our bodies have an unstoppable, mutual attraction. Let’s see who is better at it“
„What do you mean?“ Julia asked shocked „ Better at sex?“
„Exactly“ Inka slowly pushed her nipples into Julia’s to prove her point „We fuck each other until one can’t hold it anymore. First to cum loses!“
Julia, not to be outdone, moved her nipples in a circle around Inka’s until both girls got goosebumps all over their body
„We fuck, until you cum screaming my name“ she breathed into her enemies mouth.
„Until you cry beneath my body and beg me to stop“ Inka whispered back.
Slowly and seductively they brought their bodies into war. The long hard Nipples disappeared from few as their tits mashed into each other but inside the shell of mixed titflesh the two pairs of nipples were still pushing against each other tip to tip, neither bending for the rival they were painfully pressed back into their respective breast.
Lean bellies graced each other softly, navels kissed and send shudders down both bodies.
Brown bushes slowly entwined and curled into each other.
Their fingers softly played all over the rivals body, stroking and caressing all the right places, the hips, the small of their backs, the outside of the bulged breast. Every time fingertips gently touched skin both women shuddered from excitement.
Their lips had been touching already but now they separated them and intensified their eye contact. Both pursed their lips and slowly and deliberately planted them into each other, for a good wet smooch. A firestorm of emotions raged through them, both Julia and Inka had to press harder into each other to keep themselves steady. Their eyes flickered but they kept eye contact while they opened their lips slightly. Painfully slow their tongues moved forward until they met tip to tip. Each moaned loudly, their eyes flickered shut.
Julia had tasted Inka’s saliva before, she had felt her rivals tongue against her own just minutes ago. But this was different. Ramming tongues together was like a game. Kissing each other deliberately was so overwhelming powerful that her head was spinning, her knees were ready to give out, her stomach was fluttering. Every little flick of Inka’s tongue, every stroke she made herself was like being hit with a sledgehammer of sexiness. The little sounds of kissing were like gunshots going from her ear right down to her fiery groin.
But still, this was competition. Their tongues were fencing, wrestling, jousting tip to tip.Each tried to control and overwhelm the opponent with clever twists and stabs. Each tried to invade the enemies territory, trap and pin the opposing tongue, conquer the others mouth. It was a War-Kiss.
They had wrapped their arms around each other tightly and kissed and kissed, skin to skin. Julia was completely absorbed, mind and body, by all of it. The softness of Inka’s skin, the taste and feel of the kiss, the tickling of Inka’s hair on her shoulders, it was mind-blowing sexy to kiss her rival.
The kiss went on and one, minutes past. Slowly a realization dawned in Julia’s mind, they had stopped fighting. Their wet tongues were still swirling back and forth but they had unconsciously settled into a rhythm of attack and counter that was just a dance. Neither of them was trying to overpower any more, the kiss was so sexy that they were subconsciously doing everything to prolonging it instead of winning it.
Angry at herself and at her rival she pushed Inka away, hard.
Inka glared at her, the beautiful face twisted by rage.
Julia hissed „That’s not enough, Bitch. We decide nothing by this kiss!“
Inka was stunned for a second. Then she relied „Your right, Bitch. We need to fuck this out“
„Pussy to Pussy is the only way“ Julia said, her face turned red.
„Yes it is“ Inka agreed breathily, turning red herself.
A moment of uncomfortable inaction followed.
„Julia, are you still willing to have sex against me?“ Inka asked timidly.
„I want to fuckfight you“ Julia whispered, then she raised her voice and added „I make you whimper under me, SLUT!“
„GOOD! I will ride you like a pony until you cry, BITCH“
They stood there for some moments, fists clenched. Gazes locked. But neither of them knew what to do next.
Inka pried her eyes away ending their stare-down, and scanned the room. Suddenly she smiled.
She pointed at two large beanbag cushions stored in the corner.
„Let’s take these. They will be our battlefield.“
They dragged the large seats out off the corner and placed them front to front. The beanbags formed a „V“.
Each girl climbed on one beanbag and spread her legs. Again they stared deep into each others eyes.
„Ready, BITCH“ Inka asked
Julia did not answer, instead she slapped her rival hard on the cheek.
Inka slapped back.
They glared at each other.
„I will destroy you, SLUT“
„I will fuck you into hell, BITCH!“
With a snarl they lowered themselves down into the smallest space between the cushions and slammed their wet, eager pussies into each other.
The moment their swollen outer labias met Julia could not help but whimper in desire, it did not matter because Inka did the same. Both slightly tilted their pelvis forward and their inner labias came into full, wet, glorious contact. This time both girls screamed.
The swollen lobes of highly sensitive tissue mashed and rubbed into each other, sending tons of erogenous energy into the battling bodies.
Orgasmic energy was already building inside Julia, she could only hope it would be the same for the other punk-girl. She pushed her pussy further into Inka’s and was met with as much force from her rival. The sensitive organs intertwined even deeper and Julia could feel her clitoris growing and leaving her hood.
The glans of their clitoris met, a jolt of energy flashed into their brains. Both girls yelled and whimpered from the overbearing feelings but pushed on.
„FUUUCK“ Inka yelled.
„CUUUUUM BIIIITCH“ Julia screamed back.
They pushed and mashed, their clits started to joust tip to tip.
Both girls raised their bodies to get as much pressure into the rival as possible. Soon their locked pelvises were up in the air with each girl lying with their shoulders on the op of the beanbag. Their legs were pressed into the other’s seat and their hands had grabbed each other around the wrist like a warriors handshake. Their slim bodies were horizontal, in a straight line with each other, connected at the crotch. Only tiny movements by their powerful belly muscles were possible in this position, but tiny movements was all that it took.
A minuscule jab from one hip made their clits and labias rub in their bearhug-like embrace and did sent waves of pleasure into both bodies. A little move by the groin multiplied the feelings. Move after move build the pressure higher and higher.
Julia was, at this moment, fighting herself more than her rival. A gigantic wave of sexual energy had been building up in her core. She could not focus any more, her mind was blurring and every thought was slipping from her grasp, only the unbearable sexuality of the battle was in every corner of her brain.
She was not sure if she could take one more jab of her rivals body, she was not even sure if she wanted to. A corner of her mind told her that the release of that orgasm would be so fulfilling, so unbelievable good.
Suddenly she felt her shoulder slip from its position. She tried to counter but could not muster the energy.
Her weight shifted. She was slipping sideways from the pillow. Locked as they were, she was taking Inka with her and both girls smacked sideways to the floor.
The contact of their pussies was broken and each girl scrambled up, sitting on her knees.
„YOU BITCH!“ Inka yelled wild-eyed with fury „you did that on purpose!“
„DID NOT!“ Julia yelled back, but deep down she knew that she had at least done nothing to stop it, so close had she been to cumming.
„YES!…“ Inka launched herself at her rival „…YOU…“ she buried her fingers in Julias hair „…DID!“ her body slammed into Julia’s and they tumbled down.
Inka was driven by rage, her momentum drove Julia down and Inka crushed down on her full body to body, the air was knocked out of Julia as the new-girl stared wide eyed down at her and painfully ripped at her hair. „YOU CHEATING BICTH!“ Inka screamed right into Julia’s mouth.
Julia’s brown eyes narrowed as her pride kicked in. Her fingers latched into the brown locks and started pulling. She locked her gaze against Inka’s stare and hissed:
„I did NOT cheat! You SLUT! I fuck you out, NOW!“ she moved her thigh upwards right between Inka’s groins, searching for the wet labias. Inka winced when Julia found the right spot and started rubbing her skin against the overexcited pussy lips.
Inka immediately started her own thigh assault but with Julia’s body down on the floor, she had not nearly as much space to effectively attack with her thigh. Inka tried to roll them over but Julia resisted the move.
Desperately Inka slammed her lips onto Julia’s mouth and rammed her tongue deep into the rivals cavity. Julia’s eyes widened in shock by the kiss attack and Inka used the moment to roll them over.
Now Julia was in trouble, as her tender pussy was masterfully stroked by Inka’s thigh while her own attack was blocked by the floor below. She could feel the lurking orgasmic energy creeping back into her core. She tried to focus and thought hard how to fight back.
Julia went all in, in the desperate hope, that her rival was as horny and overexcited as she was herself.
She raised her lower back to rub her flat belly harder into Inka’s. Both girls shuddered a bit as their deep navels found each other and sucked tightly together. In that moment Julia released her rivals hair and pushed her body upward, her tits separated away from Inka’s and Julia broke the kiss. Inka hissed at her furiously and grabbed at Julia’s neck to counter it and keep the contact. But the little lift of inka’s upper body was all Julia had wanted. She quickly moved her shoulders a bit and rolled to the side.
Back at the bottom, Julia pulled Inka down, the new-girl screamed in excitement as Julia positioned their tits perfectly and they slammed together nipple to nipple. Electric jolts of lust raced through both bodies as their nipples were trapped tip to tip within their merged breast-flesh. Julia used the split-second t and her thigh could take the initiative again.
The problem was, the tight navel to navel and tit to tit contact was as arousing to herself as it was to her opponent.
Both girls were whimpering from lust by now.
Inka slammed her lips against Julia’s but the resident punk had anticipated it by now and their hungry tongues slammed into each other with a wet smack. A desperate and fierce kissing duel started. Both girls were deeply exhausted, a weak attempt from Inka was enough to roll them over again. Both had their arms wrapped around the neck of the other and Julia simply took the momentum and rolled trough, back to the bottom. But she did not have the energy to keep the position and the pair rolled again and again, Both got more horny with each roll.
During one roll, Inka did bend her knee stopping them on their sides and slammed her thigh deep against Inka’s pussy, Julia quickly followed suit. Now each girl had the same lever in rubbing her sexy upper leg right into their rivals vulva.
Both bodies were covered in a layer of sweat but both girls were shivering from excitement. Their tongue-fight had slowed down to a sensual kiss which was even more devastating to their overstrung libidos. Now on equal footings, the sexfight was even and each girl had to outdo the other with their skills instead of positional advantages. Both rubbed their thighs faster and faster into the wet slit of the opponent. But speed wasn’t everything, each stroke had to mean something, had to drive the rival deeper into her lust.
Both were desperate, the orgasm building was almost unbearable to maintain. Each girl was grouping the rivals ass while poking nipples into each other and kissing furiously but sensually. Their bellies rubbed over each other with the rhythm of their strokes and each time their sexy navels kissed on the way a shudder went through both girls. Soon kissing became too distracting and, like before, they plastered their tongues full length against each other to keep the contact. Their wild eyes were held open by sheer willpower and their gazes burned deep into each others soul.
Each could see the building panic in the other brunette. They rubbed and stroked like a motor in full gear, no one willing to back down.
A scream was building in their throats , unable to articulate with their mutually trapped tongues. Then, at the same moment their gazes faltered and their eyes glazed. Together they screamed out and shuddered, together they did cum.
The dam burst and both were shaking and screaming, cursing and crying. Somehow they managed to keep their gazes locked until the last wave had gone through them and every movement beside shallow breathing stopped.
For some time they just were laying there on the floor. Two small and slim female bodies with their slightly tanned skin coated in sweat. Tightly wrapped into each other, cheek to cheek. Simply breathing, completely exhausted.
In some way it was the best feeling Julia had ever know, the skin of Inka was so soft and tender against her own, her mind and body was drained like never before. It would be easy to just call it a draw, it was so tempting to simply end it and call it a day. Certainly they had proven to each other to which length they were willing to go to prove superiority.
No! Somewhere deep in her mind her pride stirred. No! She had vowed to herself to dominate and control that bitch. To be superior. To Win.
Julia’s fiery temper flared up again.
She rolled herself on top of Inka and spat in her rivals face. Inka’s eyes widened in shock and surprise. For a moment there was genuine hurt in her expression but after a split-second, Julia could see the pride and anger returning to her beautiful opponents features. She smiled as Inka spat back, hitting her right on the lips and forcefully rolled them over again.
„You still want more“ Inka hissed into Julia’s lips.
Julia rolled them over again and hissed down into Inka’s mouth „I want so much more, I won’t stop until you beg, BITCH“
Inka pushed her away and screamed „I make YOU BEG, You will cry for mercy under me, SLUT!“
Julia stood up, it was much more painful to move then she had thought but she shouted nonetheless „YOU will whimper and cry, BITCH“
Chapter 12: One final round
The two fighters stood opposite each other, both staggering from exhaustion. They both knew there was almost no power left in them.
Julia staggered towards the two beanbags and positioned herself spread-legged over on of the seats. She was too exhausted to speak but winked her rival over with a gesture. Inka lurched towards the other bag. For a moment they just sat there, sweat-covered, spread-legged in all their naked beauty.
„I will…make..you..pay, BITCH“ Inka pressed out through her heavy breathing.
„I make…you…scream and—beg…SLUT“ Julia shot back „Ready to go all in?“
„All the way, Bitch“ Inka breathed and opened her pubic lips with her hand, presenting the wet inside of her pussy to her rival.
Julia mirrored her position. Her heart was pounding up to her neck, she knew this would be the final round. She locked her gaze to he new-girls eyes and slowly lowered herself down into the seat.
Inch by inch the two warriors slid down the cushion until their open cunts almost touched in the deepest point of the V formed by the two beanbags.
With a snarl on their lips they went the last inch.
Overwhelming, unbearable pleasure exploded in Julia’s body as her already over-stimulated, red, swollen labias met wetly with her counterparts. Both fighters screamed in ecstasy as the inside of their pussies went to war. Both tried to keep eye contact but the feelings where too much for games like these. Their heads fell back, their eyes closed and both screamed as their pelvises started to grind their open labia’s into each other, again, and again, and again.
Julia could feel her clit growing to unknown sizes as it snaked out of its protecting hood. She could sense Inka’s clit-tip emerging as well and directed her own clitoral glans into that direction. A wild yell escaped both of them as their glans touched tip to tip. A fiery duel began, as the most erogenous spots in the human anatomy met and danced around each other. Scraped full length. Then pressed tip to tip. Then fenced side to side.
Suddenly each clit-tip slid into the hood of the other. Even screaming was impossible in that moment of absolute sensual overload. A tiny whimper was all both fighters could manage as simultaneously a clit invaded her innermost sanctum, her own clit squeezed into the rivals tight hood and their clits were pressed side to side in the tight enclosure.
The girls laid there in silence, their hands clawed into the beanbag for support, their heads hanging over the top of the cushion facing the sealing with closed eyes and their faces in a grimace of pleasure and concentration. Their wet brown hair cascading down the back of the cushion. Their petite bodies laid still except from the small but tiny movements of their pelvises, grinding their clits deep into the others hood - only visible in the contracting and relaxing of the strained muscles in their beautiful, sweat-coated bellies.
The only sound, aside from their breathing was the wet squelching of their wet, smacking pussies.
Somehow they settled into a rhythm of movements dragging their clits back and forth along each other, sending shockwave after shockwave of pleasure back into their bodies.
For minutes they were grinding into each other, driving each other further into ecstasy with each rub. Both were lost in their feelings, reacting purely on instinct, their minds blank with pleasure.
Somewhere in Julia’s overloaded brain a coherent thought formed: Focus! Think!
Her consciousness slowly returned. It was not easy to keep the instinctual rhythm consciously but she managed it. With immense effort she raised her head and opened her eyes to look at her enemy.
She saw Inka’s perfect body moving in sync with her own, belly muscles moving up and down, breast slowly jingling, she could see the grimace on Inka’s face and she could sense, that her rival was in trouble keeping her lust contained. Inka was deep, deep in her subconscious sexual ecstasy.
Julia’s mind was crystal clear now. She was certain, that she had just gained the upper hand without her rival even noticing.
She knew what she needed to do now. One quick jump forward and she could push Inka over the beanbag and down to the floor, she would land on top of the new-girls perfect body, she would grab her wrists and pin the bitch down. She would be on top, in control. Her legs would be between the spread thighs and she would fuck Inka missionary style, drive her clit deep into the enemies’ clitorial hood.
She would pin the punk’s clit within and fuck her down, fuck her raw. She would see the panic in Inka’s beautiful brown eyes.
Then she would make her cum. Force her to cum screaming. Ride her into orgasm after orgasm until the bitch was dry and done.
And she could even deny her the tinies solace by refusing to cum herself.
She would see the fire and energy in Inka’s eyes die. She would see the swagger and attitude break and she would be the only alpha punk bitch in school again. Peerless. Alone.
Julia’s eyebrows furled as a thought formed in her mind: Should she, really? Was it worth proving a point to break such a strong character, the most like-minded soul she had ever met?
Julia made a decision. She slowly leaned back again. She closed her eyes and settled back to get lost again in the subconscious rhythm. She knew it was a huge gamble and a heavy risk. Should Inka control herself and snap out of the trance, Julia would be helpless and it would be her down on the floor. Would Inka show the same mercy in that moment?
She took a deep breath and let her thoughts go. The animalistic instincts took over again as all the nerve endings in her lower body raced pleasure signals up to her brain. The feeling of their trapped clits rubbing and stabbing, the small smacks of their wet labia lips washed away all thoughts again.
Some more seconds their bodies danced their mutual rhythm. Then she could feel a shudder from Inka’s body and Julia let go.
A wave too big to control washed over her mind and the biggest orgasm of her live erupted.
Both girls screamed out at the same moment. Shaking with orgasmic energy they did cum into each other, gushing cum-juice deep into each others vulvas. Shaking and jelling they rode wave after wave together, until they collapsed sideways and into each others arms.
Chapter 13: Aftermath
They were laying on the floor cuddled body to body, breathing heavily. It took them 15 minutes to simply open their eyes. Two sets of deep brown eyes met and for the first time, their mutual gaze was warm and welcoming. Both smiled.
„Thank you“ Inka breezed.
Julia’s mind raced: Did she know?
„Thank you“ Julia answered simply.
Then they kissed. And this time their lips met gently, and their tongues played and caressed instead of trying to control and dominate.
The feeling of that kiss were so intense, that they came to a small last orgasm with their pussies pressed against each others thigh.
Then they laughed, loud and happy and wild and then both started crying.
They sat together for hours afterwards. Cuddled naked into one of the beanbags, out under the balcony as they watched the rain, kissed, talked and shared some beers they had found in the houses fridge.
Next Monday Julia rode her bike into the schoolyard. At the bike stand Inka waited smiling at her. The new-girl was wearing Julia’s „no future“ leather jacket and Julia was wearing Inka’s anarchy one. Les obvious to everyone but themself was the fact that each was wearing the others tightest jeans as well as each others undies, bra and top.
Inka presented her hand, Julia took it smiling and together they strode right to the center of the school yard. After making sure that Miriam and Nadine were watching them (which the pair did with wide, shocked eyes) the punk girls kissed each other with as much tongue visible as they could manage.
Some pupils just stared, some wolf-whistled or clapped, some looked angry or disgusted.
Julia and Inka did not care a bit, what could anyone else count to them now that they had found each other.
The End.
Wow that was hot, there are few stories where the rivalry ends up forming a couple, this is one of them and boy did he do well
Very cool and unique moment where Julia chooses the draw over victory. I wonder if Inka did the same.
Yeah, thats why the story is strictly one girl’s perspective. Would she? Did she?Originally Posted by spartwow
It interests me what the dominant focused readers think about that part. Did it annoy you? Or did you take it as an alternate ending and kind of ignored the rest?
Great Story From My Favorite..
Waiting For Another Master Piece From You Sir...
Beautiful, great story, THANK YOU!
Can go on and on about how much fun this was to read. But the biggest thing is that little moment near the end. One girl has the advantage, knows how she can/will win and break the loser, then picks what she'll enjoy more.
Don't even know if I'm describing it right but that was a great little twist. Felt like earlier parts of the story were leading up to that. They'd get caught up with being around a kindred spirit they'd forget to be hostile with each other.
Yeah I don't think I've read a story were one party in the fight was like "I will win.. buuut I like option C more".
See know I'm gonna have to reread your stories involving Silke and Verena for another "oh hey wasn't expecting that but cool" ending.
Great story!
I really loved it!
Can't wait for a sequel!
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