Chapter 10
Riley and Ellie roll up to the strawberry girl's house and start to prepare for the catfight that is about to take place. They move the workout equipment out of the room and place every exercise mat Ellie owns across a large area of the floor. There is a small bar against one wall that her family uses to make health and protein drinks. Ellie arranges two barstools that she intends to use for her and Kyle to watch and cheer on Riley and Avery's catfight.
As the two girls continue to wait, they start to freshen up a bit, brushing out their long thick hair, touching up makeup, adding extra coats of lip gloss, and spraying themselves in candy-smelling perfume. They wanted to look and smell better than their rivals. Riley even went as far as lotioning up her freshly shaved legs, making them smooth and silky. The chestnut girl wants to make sure she is showing the Wildcat cheerleader why Jason prefers her.
"Oh my god, I cannot believe I am getting ready to do this." The anxious chestnut girl admits.
Suddenly, the doorbell rings. "Oh shit their early." Ellie shouts out. She runs out and answers the door. Two Wildcat cheerleaders appear in the doorway dress in their purple and red uniforms. "I thought you might chicken out!" The strawberry girl snidely remarks as she allows the two girls to enter.
"No chance of that." Kylie snaps back. Ellie notices the blonde is carrying her red and purple pom-poms, obviously for the purpose of cheering on her friend. ‘Why didn’t I think of that?’ The strawberry girl asks herself.
As the girls make their way in the entryway is suddenly filled with the Wildcats sweet smelling scent. Kylie purposely comes in and stands nose to nose with Ellie. She notices the girl’s glossy lips and freshly made up eyes. They stare at each other for a moment. Their cute looks are already at war with each other. The Wildcat cheerleader purposely scrapes the front of her cheerleading uniform against Ellie's, leaving a trail of her perfume smeared across the strawberry girl’s uniform.
"Where is the bitch?" Avery shouts out.
"Right this way."
Ellie leads the girls through the house; the three girls arrive in the exercise room.
The first thing that comes to Riley’s mind when the two Wildcat cheerleader enter the room is how hot these two bitches really are. She hates to admit it, but the sluts have really dolled themselves up, obviously trying to prove something. Ellie had disappeared only to reappear seconds later carrying her own blue and orange pom-poms.
Riley and Avery's eyes lock. Not a word is exchanged as they move closer to the center of the room.
"OK girls, this is going to be a cheerleader catfight." Ellie moves to stand beside Riley; she slips an arm around her as they face the Wildcat girls.
"Yes a catfight until one surrenders or is pounded into the ground. Kylie replies with a snide laugh while slipping an arm around Avery.
There is an awkward moment of silence as the two pairs of cheerleaders stare each other down. Eyes roaming up and down each other’s bodies as they mentally pick each other apart.
Avery pulls Kylie in, turning her face to face. "So where is that good luck kiss you promised me?
"With pleasure." The blonde hair girl responds by pulling her friend in tight. They engage in an aggressive kiss that becomes somewhat shocking. Their heads rotate, jamming their tongues deep inside each other’s mouths. Neither one seems to be controlling the amount of saliva being produced. Their tongues corkscrewing deep and hard, pushing their mixing spit completely and thoroughly around the insides of each other’s mouth. They are clinging to each other tight, their arms wrapped around each other's heads. Eyes are wide open as they bob their heads back and forth. Even their legs are locked together tight in this crushing exchange of spit, grunting and moaning over the top of all the sucking and smacking sounds.
It was apparent that Avery and Kylie were using a shock and awe tactic to try and intimidate the two Bobcat cheerleaders. Riley starts to think that they might just be making her and Ellie's make-out sessions look weak and dull.
When their mouths finally separate, several strands of their mixed spit bridge across their lips, which seem to remain in place as they turn their faces cheek to cheek to look at the two Bobcat cheerleaders.
Ellie then pulls Riley in face to face. “How about I give you an even better good luck kiss.” She states and suddenly her tongue is inside the chestnut girl’s mouth. Riley responds, pushing her own tongue in deep and hard. Their kiss quickly becomes wet and sloppy. Their embrace tightens, arms and legs wrapping around each other. They squeeze and crush together like never before. With wide open eyes, they slosh their mixing spit back and forth. Tongues screwing and smearing their blending saliva into every little nook and cranny of each other's mouth. Something between a growl and a moan radiating from deep down inside each other's throats as the smacking and sucking sounds echo around the small room. This was the tightest, wettest, most nasty kiss the two girls have ever given each other. A sloppy kiss that has their mixing spit dripping off each other's chins.
They finally pull their faces back. A spider web of their thoroughly infuse saliva stretching from mouth-to-mouth. They turn their faces cheek to cheek and look back over at Avery and Kylie, a few strands of spit still bridging between the Wildcat cheerleaders' mouths.
The two pairs of cheerleaders hold their best friends tight for a moment, staring across at their rivals.
"Go fuck her up!" Kylie finally breaks the silence:
"Tear that bitch apart!" Ellie encourages her friend.
They pull apart. Riley and Avery watch the two girls make their way over to the barstools. As Ellie takes her seat, she is a bit taken back when Kylie maneuvers herself onto the same bar stool. She scissors herself into the strawberry girl and sits crotch to crotch with Ellie.
"I am here to keep you in check bitch!" She states while she wraps her legs around the Bobcat cheerleader’s.
"You are the one that needs to be kept in check slut!!" Ellie welcomes the position and tightens her legs around Kylie’s. She thought her own panties were wet but becomes surprised by the soaking wetness of the blonde’s crotch as the two of them mash together, cheerleader panties to cheerleader panties.
Kylie than holds up her pom-poms while thrusting out her chest. “Are you afraid to put your pom-poms up against my pom-poms?”
Ellie realizes the double meaning of the blonde’s challenge. “I’m not at all afraid to put my pom-poms up against yours.” And with that she raises up her hands while simultaneously mashing her pom-poms and tits into the Wildcat cheerleaders. The two of them finger-lock each other through the meshed and entangled strands of their pom-poms while pressing in tight tit to tit.
“I am going to make sure you do not interfere." The blonde haired girl states as she tightens her hold, their sock covered ankles locked together.
"You will be the one trying to interfere when your girl starts getting her ass kicked." Ellie snarls and tightens her own hold. With the smell of their shampoo, lotion, and perfume mingling together around them, they come in cheek to cheek and look over at their soon-to-be catfighting friends.
"OK Avery, rip that bitch apart!"
"Fuck her up Riley!"
Riley nearly gushes right then seeing their two friends lock themselves into each other. It really turns her on knowing that her best friend wants to watch her catfight. So much so she can smell her own arousal wafting up from under her skirt, mixing in with her candy smelling perfume.
Riley and Avery turn to look at each other. Something between a smirk and snarl appeared on their faces. The Wildcat cheerleader charges forward, and the chestnut girl matches the movement. The two of them smack together and stick to each other like Velcro. Riley plants her forehead against the dark haired girl, and the two cheerleaders glare daggers into each other's eyes. The spit on their mouths still fresh from the good luck kiss with their girlfriends.
The chestnut girl is suddenly overwhelmed by the sweet smelly scent of the Wildcat cheerleader swirling around her, she can literally smell Avery’s fragrance wrapping around her own sweet smelling perfume and pheromones as the two opposing scents proceed to strangle each other.
‘This girl is turned on more than I am.’ Riley thinks to herself.
For the first time, they are finally able to fully take each other in, to see and feel what they are truly up against before digging their claws into each other. The two girls are in a comparison mode, measuring and weighing as they press together.
'Fuck this bitch is a knockout hard-body little hottie.' Riley thinks to herself. And the Wildcat cheerleader's face is so fucking cute and sexy, even more so with the snarling glare on her face, it frustrates the hell out of her. She notices a couple of small scratches that are nearly healed on the dark haired girl’s face and the cut lip that is surely going to leave a scar just like her own. She hates to admit it but the girl’s grimacing face and battle scars just seem to make the slut even more sexy.
Riley can feel the Wildcat cheerleader leading with her tits and crotch, pushing them right into her. She struggles to match her; Avery's body feels tight and firm. Though there does not appear to be any height or weight advantage, Riley believes she has really got her hands full with this one.
This surreal moment seems to be giving the two girls a chance to really measure their hotness against each other, but questions have to be answered.
"After today, I will not have to worry about you fucking Jason...because I am going to fuck you up bitch!" Avery finally breaks the silence; she reaches down and puts the chestnut girl into a finger lock.
"You can have him for all I care...I'm just here to rip you apart once and for all, slut!" The chestnut girl locks her fingers tight in response to the dark haired girl's game of mercy.
"Giving up on him? Well that is probably a good thing being that you cannot satisfy him like I can." She snidely states while pressing and squeezing her fingers.
"To be honest, he is the one that cannot satisfy me...so you can keep the lousy fuck!" The chestnut girl feels the Wildcat cheerleader's grip tighten at her remark.
"That is hilarious bitch...I hope you fight better than you fuck!" Avery instantly pushes her forehead hard into the chestnut girl’s, snapping the Bobcat cheerleader's head back.
"I can fight and fuck harder than you can... you fucking CUNT!" Riley presses back, the pressure now tight between their foreheads as they glare anger and hate into each other's eyes.
A shout suddenly comes out from the sideline. "That’s it, Avery, get in that bitch's face!"
"Crush the slut!" Another shout rings out.
The two girls start to stumble back and forth, body to body, cheerleader to cheerleader.
"I am going to fucking pound you into the ground, slut!" Avery's yanks their hands up, and it becomes a pushing test of strength as the two girls plow into each other with all the power they can gather.
"Come on Avery...you're stronger than that bitch!" A shout echoes throughout the room.
'Ah fuck, this girl is strong.' Riley thinks to herself as she is driven back a step.
"Stand up to that fucking cunt Riley!" The shout from Ellie seems to stimulate her strength as she plants her feet and shoves the Wildcat cheerleader back a step.
"Yes that is it...get her!"
Back and forth, the two cheerleaders bulldoze into each other with all their strength, gaining and losing as they stumble.
It eventually becomes apparent that Avery might be just a bit stronger as the chestnut girl starts losing footing more often. She just about to break loose and punch the Wildcat cheerleader in the face, but Avery senses Riley's weakness and beats her to it, smashing her fist right into the Bobcat cheerleader left cheek.
Riley's nearly knocked to the ground. The hit hurt like hell. The pain causes her to explode in anger. She uses the extra room between them to swing a massive hit to the dark haired girl's temple. The blow knocks the Wildcat cheerleader stumbling back, nearly falling to the floor.
"Oh my god...nice fucking hit Riley!" Ellie cheers on her friend.
Riley sees a demon awakening in Avery's eyes. 'This is it. Catfight on!' She thinks to herself.
The two girls charge each other in a fury of fists and claws, swinging wildly at anything they can make contact with. They punch, kick, rip, yank, and tear; everything is fair game. It is a back and forth battle with each girl landing and taking an equal amount of blows and scratches. It is a windmill of arms and fists as they dance around the room in an epic struggle, two cheerleaders determined to rip each other apart.
"Oh yeah... what a fucking FIGHT!" Kylie yells out. "Come on Avery, finish that bitch!"
"CHEERLEADER CATFIGHT!" Ellie screams "Beat the shit out of her Riley!"
Ellie and Kylie are nearly falling off the bar stool as they rock back and forth. Crushing the shit out of each other as they hiss and snarl. They yank each other's hair while shouting out lewd encouragement and screaming their frustrations.
For two or three minutes Riley and Avery fight with all they have, scratching and bruising each other’s faces and bodies. Once again Riley starts to feel overwhelmed by the power and determination of the Wildcat cheerleader. Searching for relief from the flying fists and claws, she rushes forward and latches onto Avery's thick dark hair. The chestnut girl starts pulling and yanking as hard as she can only to find the other girl's hands buried deep in her own hair as the two of them stumble and dance around the room.
The fight becomes a rip and tear fest as the two girls swing each other around the room by their hair and stretch out cheerleading uniforms. Their whirling spin becomes tighter and tighter, slowly rotating themselves into a tight clinch.
Avery yanks the Bobcat cheerleader's face in close. "Give it up bitch...you're losing!"
"No chance of that you fucking slut!" Riley snarls and then spits in the dark haired girl's face.
"Oh you fucking CUNT!" Avery spits back as the two girls double down on their hair pull, leaving strands of black and chestnut hair littering the floor at their feet. They hold one another nose to nose, growling, grunting, and hissing in each other's faces. Their clinch becomes tighter and tighter as legs tangle and interlock.
"That is it, Avery...crush that bitch!" A shout rings out.
"Rip that bitch apart Riley!" Another shout echoes through the room.
Ellie and Kylie have remained in a tight embrace. Holding each other's sneering faces cheek to cheek as they continue to watch the cheerleader catfight unfold. Arms and legs are wrapped around one another, hands buried in each other's hair, and hips are rocking back and forth atop the single seated bar stool, their soaking wet panties grinding together as they crush tit to tit.
"You see slut? My Avery is fucking up your girlfriend!" Kylie snarls while smearing the side of her face into the Bobcat cheerleader's
"My Riley is the one fucking crushing your girlfriend bitch!" Ellie responded with her own cheeky grind. Panting and hissing, the two barstool cheerleaders continue to trade remarks.
Riley and Avery have wrapped themselves up in their own tight little clinch, their legs tangled together as the stumbling slows. They hold each other nose to nose and glare hatefully into each other’s eyes, still pulling and ripping hair.
"You are the one that should give it up bitch!” Riley snaps back.
"Jason's right, you are just a soft little bitch that cannot fuck him the way he wants it!"
"You two can have each other; both of you are pathetic fucking losers!"
"You are just saying that because you can’t fuck him hard enough...he wants a fucking Wildcat!
For a moment the two cheerleaders hold one another in check as they glare into each other’s faces with hate and disgust.
Riley feels like her spirit is somehow interlocking with the Wildcat cheerleader as she looks deep into the eyes of her rival. She notices the healing scar on the dark haired girl’s lip, the imprint matching her teeth perfectly.
“Fuck you!” Riley sneers and bites into the healing wound.
Avery’s eye light up with fire as she quickly returns the bite.
Again the two girls find themselves with the equal chance to disfigure each other permanently.
As the two cheerleaders remain locked together with a life changing decision laying on the line, Riley becomes disgusted with the taste of the other girl. She finds herself trying to push Avery’s blood out of her mouth. As her tongue slips between her lips it is suddenly met with the Wildcat cheerleader’s tongue pushing her blood out. A sudden jerk and a snarl escape the two girls as their slimy tongues brush together and quickly retreat, their eyes signaling to each other the disgust and hate they have for one another, yet neither one making an attempt to release their bite. Then it happens again and again, smearing their blood and spit covered tongues together. It becomes more and more aggressive until the bite each girl has on each other’s lips is released allowing them to fully battle tongue to tongue. It seems the two girls have found a way to mutually break the lip-biting standoff while still saving face.
It becomes a war and neither girl seems to be holding back as sloppy tongues corkscrew together and ram deep into each other’s mouths. The hair pulling continues. With wide open eyes the two cheerleaders attack one another. Smearing their open lip wounds directly into each other as they fight to gag each other into submission with repulsion and disgust.
“Holy shit this is getting nasty…jam your tongue down that fucking bitch’s throat!” Kylie shouts out.
“Choke that fucking cunt out Riley!” Ellie screams out in response.
They rip and pull hair while their pure hate-filled faces smash together. Riley’s attempts to overpower the Wildcat cheerleader are met with equal force. Clutching the girl tight, she thrusts their entwined bodies forward.
It does not take but a step or two before Avery plants her feet and drives herself back into the chestnut girl, jamming her tongue deep into the back of Riley's throat.
In a crushing embrace, the two cheerleaders yank and jerk each other around the room in a tight stumbling battle of strength. Their bodies are completely smashed together, arms and legs wrapped around one another while ripping and pulling at each other's hair. Eyes are wide open, faces expressing angry hate as they force their bloody, spit-coated tongues deep into each other's mouths.
The Bobcat and Wildcat cheerleaders continue to sway and stumble, legs entwined, pelvis thrusting into pelvis as each girl attempts to lift and throw the other girl to the ground. At times the struggle becomes statue like as muscle is matched against muscle. Their bodies tremble in tiny little jerking motions as they crush together all while pulling hair and shoving their tongues down each other's throats.
Their long hair is blanketing across each other’s heads, light and dark hair becoming all entwined and meshed together. The two barstool cheerleaders only getting a glimpse now and then of their faces, faces that have abhorred looks on them with wide open eyes glaring their seething hate into one another. Their mixing bloody girl-spit is dripping off their chins as their tongues corkscrew their way into the backs of each other's throats.
"Oh my god, what the fuck are they doing?" Kylie questions through all her panting and gasping. "Fuck her into the ground, Avery!" The blonde haired girl suddenly yells out.
"Rape that fucking bitch...rip her apart Riley!" Ellie shouts out loudly in response.
"Your friend is going to get what is coming to her... Avery is going to break her in half." Kylie pulls the strawberry girl's face nose to nose with herself, drawing their attention away from the fight for the first time since it started.
"You are delusional bitch... Riley is going to eat your friend and spit her out!" Ellie sneers and tightens the pull she has on the Wildcat's hair, jerking the other girl's face in close. The two bar stool cheerleaders hold each other nose to nose and glare into each other's eyes with hated lust. Watching their friends fight cheerleader to cheerleader was becoming too much for them. It is obvious they share a lust for watching two girls catfight one another. As they stare into each other's eyes, they wonder who is enjoying this more.
"You love watching my girlfriend catfighting with your girlfriend... don't cha bitch?" Kylie matches the hair pull, face to face.
"I love watching my girlfriend rip your girlfriend apart...slut." Ellie sneers and hisses, their faces close, mouths rubbing, fruity lip gloss mixing.
Kylie responds by shoving her tongue into the strawberry girl's mouth.
Ellie returns the tongue thrust, and now the two bar stool cheerleaders start to mimic the spit mixing assault their two friends are currently locked in. With open eyes, they take each other on. Clutching each other tight as their rocking hips double their action, gyrating their soaking wet cheerleader panty covered cunts together. Their entwined legs are hanging over both sides of the bar stool and they have long since peeled off each other's shoes. They press the bottoms of their sock covered feet together rubbing and prying. They use the foot-press as leverage to force their wet crotches into a tight, hot, rotating panty to panty grind. A test of leg strength ensues as the two girls struggle in their clenching embrace.
Ellie and Kylie continue to take each other on in a tongue battle that soon has copious amounts of their mixing girl-spit dripping off their chins. Within minutes, hey are rocking each other into a blasting orgasm that has them flooding their scrubbing groans. They pant, hiss, and snarl, blowing spit back and forth between each other's mouths.
The cheerleaders continue to crush and grind together as their orgasm subsides, mixing their cheerleading juices together while clutching each other tight. They are soon aware of the silence from the center of the room. The two girls turn their faces back into a cheek to cheek press and look over at their catfighting friends. They are shocked to see Riley and Avery in their own cheek to cheek press off, staring right back at them. Several strings of spit linking their swollen lips together just like their own mouths were displaying. The two tightly clinched pairs of cheerleaders stare each other down, mesmerized by what they have found themselves locked into. Two pairs of teeth clenching, snarling faces with spit smeared mouths reflecting back at one another. The scene nearly throws the two bar stool cheerleaders into another creaming orgasm.
"My cheerleader is better and hotter than your cheerleader." Avery pants.
"My cheerleader is going to fuck your cheerleader up...just wait and see." Riley huffs.
"Yeah well I‘m about to give my girl something to really cheer about." Avery then launches herself back into the fight with the Bobcat cheerleader, ripping away at the chestnut girl’s hair and pulling her back into the tongue thrusting fight.
"Get her Avery...gag that fucking bitch!" Kylie shouts.
"Rape that slut’s mouth Riley!" Ellie cheers on her friend.
Another tight crushing, body thrusting, hair pulling, cheerleader to cheerleader round ensues. After minutes of dancing and stumbling, Avery’s crushing hold seems to be taking control of the chestnut girl. She starts freely jerking and yanking the Bobcat cheerleader around the center of the room, finally tripping her and throwing the girl to the ground. Riley grunts out in pain as she is slammed to the floor with the Wildcat cheerleader landing on top of her, the two of them still tightly entwined.
In a quick painful move the Bobcat cheerleader is somehow able to roll Avery over while continuing to tongue the dark haired girl’s mouth viciously. But Avery is not falling for that and continues the roll causing the two of them to rotate back and forth across the floor fighting for top position.
"Oh my god, I know this catfight is getting good!" "Ellie responds by gasping and heaving.
The two tightly twisted together cheerleaders’ battle back and forth. Riley has proven herself to be a formidable opponent, even while sensing her losses at times. She realizes her best option is to try and wear the Wildcat cheerleader down and then crush her.
But suddenly, Avery rolls and tosses the Bobcat cheerleader across the floor, separating the two of them from their entanglement. She sits up and pulls the stretched out cheerleading top off her upper body. "Enough of this shit!" She shouts, now sporting a tight purple bra holding a firm set of c-cup breasts.
Riley reciprocates, removing her top to display her own c-cup tits fitted tightly in an orange cheerleading bra.
Avery stands up quickly. "Come on bitch let's finish this!"
Riley comes up on her feet. The two of them have since lost their shoes during their fight, and the sock wearing girls now charge each other once again. Now with a bit more freedom of movement they come together in another finger locking struggle. Their arms immediately extend out as they come together nose to nose and tit to tit. They come up on their toes and stretch themselves out as wide and as tall as they possibly can, attempting to dominate with any size or weight advantage one might have over the other. Forehead to forehead they press, eyes blazing with hate, neck muscles straining, bra covered tits flattening out equally against each other. Their wide spread arms start to trembling, abs compressing, pelvises crushing, thighs plastered together and prying, sock covered toes jamming and interlocking together.
Strength and determination is matched against strength and determination. Riley finds herself wavering and attempts to distract with a deep tongue thrusting assault. This is only met with the drive of Avery’s spit coated tongue as the two cheerleader’s angry faces smash together. The tension is riveting with each girl more determined than ever to win this mock like crucifix fight as the strength of their hate and anger crush and smash together.
“Yes but one will eventually dominate the other and I’m sure it will be Avery prevailing.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that.” Ellie turns to lock eyes with the blonde. With eyes glaring they give each other a long spit-trading tongue kiss before turning their attention back to their girlfriends.
Riley and Avery are wavering back and forth. It’s a fight to plaster every square inch of their being against each other. After a minute or two of back and forth pushing, the Wildcat cheerleader bashes her tits into the chestnut girl's and forces her back.
Riley catches her footing and smashes in tit to tit with the dark haired girl. "So you wanna fight me like a slut, you fucking bitch?"
The Bobcat cheerleader pushes and thrusts. "I will crush you like the whore you are!" She snarls.
Avery's unretracting stance causes their tits to smash together tight. Nose to nose, forehead to forehead, the two cheerleaders snarl into each other's faces.
"I am going to smash you flat and pound you into the fucking ground bitch!" Avery sneers and pushes forward. "You do not have what it takes to match up against me!"
"You are a delusional slut!" Riley hisses and grunts, fighting to hold off the Wildcat cheerleader. "You are just an arrogant little cunt that is going to get what she deserves."
It becomes a bulldozing contest, a tit crushing fight. Both girls teetering back and forth as they plow into one another.
Riley feels her tits being painfully crushed and before losing her footing decides to take the dark haired girl on in another tight clinching bear hug. Even going as far as jamming her tongue back into the other girl's mouth.
Avery seems more than willing to participate, and the two girls are once again stumbling around the room in a wrenching, sweaty embrace.
Skirt to skirt, bra to bra, socks to socks, the two girls give it everything they have got to crush and gag the other one into submission.
"Fight Riley, fight!" Ellie shouts out.
"Get her Avery...crush the shit out of her!" Kylie responds.
Suddenly, Avery takes a hold of the chestnut girl’s bra and rips the back of it open. Riley reacts quickly and manages to tear open the back of the Wildcat cheerleader's bra just in time as the dark haired girl pulls away. Both girls are now holding each other's bras in hand.
With their firm 18-year-old breasts exposed, they toss the garments to the floor. With hands on hips and chests thrusting out, they display their tight naked tits to each other.
"Oh fuck yeah Riley, stand up to her!"
The two topless cheerleaders continue to advertise their tits to each other, swiveling back and forth. Riley's surprised at how similar they appear, round and firm, sitting high up with little or no sag. Their nipples are both half inch long and equally thick with dollar size areolas. They only differences being Riley's nipples seem a bit more pink and Avery's more on the red side.
"These are the beautiful tits that I crush against Jason every time we fuck." Avery states as she sways back and forth.
"I don’t think you could crush anything with those sloppy tits of yours." Riley responds, matching the dark haired girls waver.
"Sloppy?" The Wildcat cheerleader's lip curls back as she starts to move forward. She comes within inches of the chestnut girl and stands in a challenging position, hands on hips, chest thrusting out. "I could crush you with them."
Riley stands right up to the other girl. "I seriously doubt that."
Avery quickly reaches out and grabs a hold of the chestnut girl’s arms just above her elbows. "I guess you like to be taken down one notch at a time...don't cha bitch?" She snarls menacingly.
The Bobcat cheerleader latches onto the dark haired girl's arm in response. "What's the matter slut...can't handle it?" The two girls slowly bring their nipples together and touch tip to tip, sneering and hissing through clinched teeth as an electric shock like sensation shoots through bodies.
"Keep telling yourself that, bitch." Riley meets the nipple attack head on.
"That is what Jason tells me every day. You could never fuck him the way I do."
"I'm sure he's just trying to keep you from feeling bad about what a lousy fuck you are." The Bobcat cheerleader grunts and pants as she twists and knots her stiff nipples into Avery's.
"That is it Riley...nipple fight her!" Ellie's voice shouts out from the bar stool.
"Invert that bitch's nipples, Avery!" Kylie yells out in a giggling laugh.
Their friend’s encouragement has them pressing in deeper. Forehead to forehead, the two girls grip each other's forearms, pushing each other back and forth, each one trying to control the struggle, their sneering faces concentrating on screwing their hard nipples together, bloody spit still dripping from their chins.
"You soft little bitch...I'm going to crush you!” Avery snarls
“You could not crush a rotten grape, slut!” Riley grunts and hisses.
Avery presses in tighter; Riley matches the pressure. Their tangled nipples disappearing into their molding flesh. Arms start to slip around each other's bodies as they work themselves back into another tight embrace.
"You wanna really feel what I'm capable of, bitch? The Wildcat cheerleader reaches down and pulls the front of their skirts up, allowing their soaking wet, panty covered pubic bones to connect. She reaches back up and puts a crushing hold on the chestnut girl, jolting their bodies into an embrace so tight, it nearly compresses the wind out of the Bobcat cheerleader. Riley gasps and heaves as she attempts to match the dark haired girls squeeze.
"You feel that, slut? Avery asks as the two girls stumble nose to nose. "My hard, tight body is crushing the shit out of you!"
"Fuck you cunt, I'm going to break you in half!" Riley huffs and wheezes, fighting to match the other girl's strength.
Their hate filled glares continued to stare into each other's grimacing faces as the two perfectly matched cheerleaders struggled to crush the other into submission. They continue jerking and wrenching themselves tighter and tighter in a rib cracking squeeze while their pubic bones crushed together in a battle to lift each other off the ground. Neither girl seems to have any advantage over the other, being that the two of them are nearly identical in height and weight.
"Crush the fucking shit out of that bitch!" Kylie screams out.
"Break that fucking cunt in half!" Ellie shouts.
The two barstool cheerleaders remain in their own tight embrace, pressing cheek to cheek, awestruck as they watch their friends locked in a tight, crushing struggle.
Kylie turns her head, causing Ellie's face to turn. The two of them press forehead to forehead, and for a moment they glare into each other's eyes with hateful lust.
"My girlfriend is crushing the shit out of your girlfriend." Kylie pants and hisses while clinching the Bobcat cheerleader tight against herself.
"Bull shit! It is my girlfriend who's crushing the shit out of your girlfriend." Ellie responds with the same intensity.
Ten seconds later the barstool cheerleader's tongues are inside each other's mouths, pushing and mixing their girl spit together, arms remain tightly wrapped around one another, hands buried in thick long hair, wide open eyes locked and staring intensively.
As they pull out of their kiss, a string of their clear mixed saliva bridges between their lips while eyes remain locked.
"That is not what I see...I see your girlfriends tits pancaked, and I am sure Riley's nipples are inside hers." Ellie responds while tightly clinging to the other girl, the two of them continuing to rock their hips back and forth on the barstool.
Back at the main event, the two battling cheerleaders struggle is becoming less and less wrenching and becoming more of a rotating body to body grind.
"I thought you were going to show me what you are capable of...so far I am not that impressed." Riley states while panting and hissing.
"Yeah, well, why don't you tell your girlfriend what my tits are doing to yours...how my nipples are inverting yours." Avery responds.
"That is not what I feel...I'm pretty sure it is me that is inside of you, bitch." The chestnut girl husks and pants as the two girls press forehead to forehead, staring into each other's eyes.
Riley's not so sure her statement rings true. The tingling burning sensation has her nipples feeling numb. It feels like she is inside Avery's tits, or maybe she is feeling Avery’s nipples inside her.
"Why don't pull back and take a look." The Wildcat cheerleader suggests.
"You are about to be embarrassed, slut." The chestnut girl states.
"We will see." Avery responds.
And with that, the two girls loosen their hold just enough to slowly pull their smashed together tits apart. They could actually hear their skin peeling apart as they separate. As their swollen areolas come into view, they seem even more glued together. Continuing to pull back, a nipple starts to come into view. 'Is it red or pink?' The thought racing through their minds as the two girls remain forehead to forehead, staring intently at the result.
"What the fuck?" Avery questions with confusion.
"Oh my god...what the hell?" Riley's eyes widen with astonishment.
"Look!" Kylie shouts out from the sideline.
"Holy shit...are they connected?" Ellie asks with excitement.
"Oh my god, I need to feel your naked tits against me right now!" Kylie shouts out while reaching down to pull off her own top.
"Oh fuck yeah...tit to tit catfight watching!" Ellie quickly pulls her own top and bra off. The barstool girls quickly bring their naked tits together nipple to nipple and squish together tight, pulling each other back into a tight cheek to cheek clinch as they watch their two hot cheerleader friends connected to each other, nipples to nipples.
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