Chapter 5
Riley enters her room and plops down on the bed as Ellie stretches out on the other side of her.
"Oh my god, what the fuck have I done?" The chestnut girl lets out a heavy sigh.
"That was fucking epic!" The strawberry shouts out. "That catfight is going to be talked about for years to come."
"My head fucking hurts; that bitch was pulling the shit out of my hair."
"Yeah you got some scratches on you too, a couple of little ones on your face and some good ones on your arms and chest.”
"And on my back."
"I know she did not walk away unscathed; you got her pretty good."
"Really... a couple of times it felt like she had me."
"You did pretty good...better than good, you were awesome"
“I think I can still taste the bitch’s blood in my mouth.”
"Oh yeah let me see.” Ellie scoots over to examine her friend's lip. “Yeah that might scar a little bit.”
“My back is scratch up too.” Riley turns around to show the strawberry girl. Ellie’s face turns into a little smirk.
“You will survive.”
“If you had to pick, who do you think won?" Riley asks with curiosity.
Ellie paused in thought.
"You are hesitating!" Riley barks out.
"To be honest, I think it was too close to call. That is why you need to fight her again."
"Again? That is easy for you to say."
"Well now you know what to expect.”
"Yeah no hair and a scratched up face and body."
"You were awesome...I'm so proud of you." Ellie starts to snuggle up against the chestnut girl, snaking her legs still covered in white nylon stockings into Riley's.
"The sight and sound of your legs getting all tangled into hers and rubbing together! Oh my god were you doing that on purpose? You dirty little slut." Ellie giggles and laughs.
“She was doing it to me! I had to fight back.” Riley responds.
"Oh yeah, I remember I got this from the bitch." The chestnut girl holds up the one black nylon stocking that she managed to steal from the dark haired girl.
"Oh my god, you should put it on!"
"Really? That is weird."
"Just do it." Riley proceeded to put on Avery's one black stocking while her other leg was still wearing her own white stocking.
Ellie quickly entangles her legs into the chestnut girl’s and starts rubbing them together.
"We should shred her black nylon with our white stockings." The strawberry girl giggles.
Riley starts getting into it, rubbing back as the two girls smother the black nylon stocking with three white nylon stockings.
"Well I remember seeing you spit back. There is nothing wrong with trading a little catfight spit with each other." The strawberry girl’s body shudders and she giggles.
"Ewe gross!"
"What? Are you kidding me? I am sure you have traded more than just spit with the bitch, being that you are both fucking the same guy."
"Oh my god, you are sick! Riley responds
"The looks on your two faces, biting into each other like that."
The thought of trading more just spits with Avery starts to play out in Riley's head. There were times when Jason came over and he wanted to jump right into it. And he smelled of perfume and arousal, new scratches down his back.
Riley knows what Jason likes; he wants it hard and tight. At the time, she was in denial, but as these thoughts continue, her imagination runs with it, and suddenly, she feels her body responding. 'He may very well have still been wet for all she knew.' This triggers a surge of fluid from between her legs, like her pheromones were suddenly alerted for war. She imagines Jason riding the bitch's bucking cunt and gushing all over him, and then he quickly makes his way over to her house and inserts it in her. Avery could very well be inside her right now.
As Riley's imagination runs wild, she really starts getting into the stocking rubbing with Ellie. Suddenly, her phone rings out with a message. She opens it and finds a picture from Avery. It is a bizarre coincidence. The picture is of three black nylon stocking legs surrounding a white nylon stocking leg.
"What the fuck?"
"Oh my god, what are the odds? Here get a good picture of this and send it to her." Ellie tightly wraps her legs around the black stocking. The picture was quickly taken and sent. Seconds later, another message appeared.
"You thought you had me bitch, but you didn't. I was winning the fight!"
"LOL, bitch, I did have you slut and would have finished you off if we were not broken apart."
"Like hell!"
"I tried looking for you and even messaged you bitch! Where did you go?" There was a long pause:
"I was fucking Jason!" Avery's reply finally came.
Riley's eyes went wide, nearly popping out of her head. The seething anger hit her like a ton of bricks. The chestnut girl was not sure where Jason was during her and Avery's catfight. It just so happened he was off in another room gambling at a poker table. Riley was sure the bitch lied to him. Probably telling him she was the one kicking her ass in the fight as Jason and she fucked.
Riley's types out in anger: "Lets fight NOW BITCH!"
"Sorry...got other plans." Came a response.
"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Riley waited and waited for a response.
"Soon." A message finally comes across.
"Oh my god, I say we go find that bitch so I can finish the job right NOW!"
Ellie resumes the stocking rub: "The bitch thinks she got the upper hand, and she wants you to sweat it out." The strawberry girl explains. "Let's just make a plan. You took the fight to her once, and you will do it again. Fight her on your terms."
Riley relaxed a bit but still could not get the thought of their catfight out of her mind.
"Did you enjoy seeing us fight? Riley asks as the two girls' leg rubbing continues.
"Oh yeah, it was awesome. The way you locked legs and smacked each other around."
"Did you like seeing me pull that bitch's hair?" Riley asks as she rolls on top of her friend and grabs her hair.
"God-damn right." Ellie responds by sinking her claws into the chestnut girl's tresses. "At one point, you had pulled each other chin to chin like this." The strawberry girl pulls Riley down, imitating the hold. The two girls' dresses are now hiking up as their nylon stocking covered legs continue to rub.
Riley is so damn inflamed with catfight fervor; she rolls Ellie over and plants her panty covered crotch right on top of Ellie's; she needs release. Tit to tit body to body, the two girls mimic the catfight hold the Riley and Avery had on each other.
"You may not know this, but I kept that bitch Kylie in check for you." Ellie explained as she thrusts her pelvis up. "When one girl starts losing the fight, her friend almost always jumps in to defend her. I made sure that was not going to happen."
"You did that for me?" Riley now pressing her wet panty covered pussy down hard into Ellie's
"Yes, I put a tight clinch on that bitch, arms and legs." The strawberry girl pushes her crotch up, accepting the added pressure.
"Did she clinch you back?" Riley notices their own clinch getting tighter and tighter.
"I guess you could say we were both locked into each other while we watched you and Avery catfighting...but no matter what, I was not going to let that slut escape."
The two girls are now panting and grinding heavily into each other, chin to chin, hair pulled tight, looking into each other's eyes as they continue to talk about their catfight lust.
"The snarling look on both your faces was so intense." Ellie hisses and gyrates. "I loved seeing you spit into that bitch's mouth."
"She spit in my mouth first." Riley grinds hard. "We traded catfight spit, didn’t we?"
"Oh fuck yeah...and that bite!" The strawberry girl is on the edge. At this point, it cannot be helped. The two girl’s tongues come out and start to swirl together. With their eyes wide open, they find themselves in a tight grinding fuck. Riley suddenly says something that pushes both over the edge. "I wonder if Avery and Kylie are locked up right now like we are." And that did it for them.
Riley and Ellie plunge their tongues down each other’s throats and ride the shock waves of one of the most intense orgasms they have ever had. Their bodies shudder and jerk in a tit crushing, hair pulling, leg locking, tongue plunging, panty covered cunt fuck. Their crotches are suddenly soaking in their mixing juices.
As their ejaculations subside, they pull their tongues from each other's mouths, strings of mixing girl spit bridging between their lips and dripping off their chins. They eventually roll onto their side, still clinging. They stare intensely into each other's eyes with consideration.
"Oh my god are we so lesbian or what?" Ellie remarks. They rest nose to nose and several minutes later fall asleep.
Chapter 6
The next morning, the two girls awaken to find their panty covered cunts glued together. After peeling apart, they undress and shower together. They have entered a new relationship, one that has them clinched together under the spray of the shower head, holding each other nose to nose, hands buried in each other's hair, teeth grinding in a snarl as they continue to recite and describe the catfight between Riley and Avery and what might happen during their next battle. With legs locked together, tight firm c-cup breasts crushing, pubic bones grinding, they start to tongue kiss each other aggressively. They share another orgasm while staring into each other's eyes as their hips rock back and forth.
Once showered and lounging around Riley's room, she again mentions texting the bitch. The chestnut girl cannot get the idea of Avery fucking Jason last night. She wanted to be the first one to talk about their catfight while they fucked. The slut surely lied to him.
"Look, don't worry about Avery. Remember to fight her on your own terms. Make her sweat it out a bit. Be the one in charge." Ellie states commandingly
"Maybe You’re right! But I am sure the fuck going to give Jason a piece of my mind!" Riley states as she starts texting him.
"You know this is just as much his fault as it is Avery's" Ellie chimes in.
"That might be true, but now she knows he has been seeing me, and she fucked him again anyway."
Jason responds to Riley’s text. She tries to make sweet so as not alert him about the wrath she is going to lay on him. They arrange a hookup for later in the day.
Chapter 7
The college stud rolls up to Riley's house around 4 o'clock. Once the chestnut girl has him trapped in her room, she comes undone on him.
"Who the hell do you think you are fucking that little skank of a whore?" She shouts at him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, that's not how it is." The man tries to act all innocent. "She came onto me!"
"How many times?" Riley gets in his face. "How many times did you fuck her?"
"Ok it happened twice."
"You are a fucking lair."
Jason reaches out for her and tries to calm her down. "Listen baby, you are the one that I want."
"Oh yeah, did she tell you about our catfight?"
"She did." Jason is now rubbing the chestnut girl's shoulders. "And I am sorry."
"Sorry? Sorry for what?" Riley shouts.
"Sorry for what she did to you." Jason responds.
"DID TO ME?" Riley screams out. "That lying fucking cunt!"
"She is a Wildcat." Jason tries to explain.
"WHAT? I just happen to be the one winning our fight!"
"OK, OK!" Jason replies.
“You FUCKED HER!" Riley screams out again.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry. She had me all work up about your catfight."
"Yeah, well, it is too bad you missed it!"
"Maybe you could tell me about it." Jason tries moving in all caring and comforting.
"Oh yeah... you would like that, wouldn't you?" Riley reaches out and starts rubbing his hardening cock and then slaps him across the face. "Wouldn't you?"
"Yes!"
Riley was not even sure she cared about keeping Jason. It was now more about kicking that bitches ass and proving herself to be the hotter, better woman. And to prove that it felt like she had to fuck Jason. She’s had a taste of catfight blood, and now she wants more.
"Did she tell you how we yanked each other's hair, clawed and punched each other's faces?" Riley went into describing their fight.
"Oh fuck!" Jason moans as the chestnut girl reaches up and pulls his hair while continuing to rub his cock.
"Would you like to see that...the two of us tangle together in a catfight for your cock?" Riley was now pulling off Jason's pants. She squeezes his now raging hard-on, gets down and starts sucking on it. "You missed us ripping and clawing each other up!"
"Oh yeah!" Jason moans.
The chestnut cheerleader proceeds to suck and pump his cock, spitting and drooling all over it, just how he likes it.
Just before he goes off, she pulls back and starts to remove her clothes; she moves forward and removes the rest of his.
She pushes the college stub down onto her bed and mounts his throbbing spit-soaked cock. She starts slapping him around while rocking back and forth.
"You missed our nylon stocking legs tangled together as we rolled around, cursing and spitting." She continues: "That bitch told you she was winning the fight? Well, I was the one winning the fight. I had that cunt pinned down to the floor more times than she had me pinned down as I pulled her hair and punched her in the face."
Jason was bucking his cock deep inside the chestnut girl. He became so turned on by Riley's description that he rolled over and mounted her from behind. He pounded into her. She slammed back into him, practically knocking him backwards.
Riley rolled into a scissor position. He held one of her legs up high as he drilled into her. She pulls herself up into a face-off position as the two rock back and forth in each other's laps.
The chestnut girl was determined to give Jason the fuck of his life, to prove she is better, tighter, and stronger than the Wildcat cheerleader.
Jason puts her in the missionary position as the fucking turns slow and hard while Riley continues her catfight story. "We were pulling hair and digging our claws into each other's backs. The bitch was bucking up trying to get me off her. But I crushed the bitch into the floor. The slut had nothing left but to spit in my mouth. I spit back, and we ended up biting into each other’s lips. I could see the tears in her eyes just before the security guards pulled us apart."
Jason is at his peak. "Is her pussy as tight as mine?" Riley starts to exercise her kegels. "Can her cunt squeeze your cock as hard as my cunt can?" The chestnut girl gives it her all, crushing down like a vice over Jason's cock.
"Oh, god!" Jason screams as the two of them go off together.
Riley knew her catfight tale was a bit fabricated, but she was not about to let that dark haired cunt have one up on her, and she was not going to let Jason off that easy either. "You are not done yet asshole!" The chestnut cheerleader starts kissing him aggressively and rocking back and forth underneath him. Riley's determined to prove her win by fucking Jason like never before. She knows he likes it hard, wet and sloppy. She plunges her spit coated tongue deep inside his mouth, kissing him so hard she starts smashing his face.
The chestnut girl bucks up into his raging hard cock, her soaking wet cunt squeezing and sucking away at the college stud's still hard cock. Her pelvis thrusts so strong it is nearly lifting the two hundred pound man into the hardest crotch grinding fuck ever.
They lay there for long minutes, panting and still churning together. Finally, Riley cannot help but ask. "Well does she fuck harder than I do, is she tighter and better than me?"
There was silence, and it blew Riley's mind.
"You fucking asshole, get off me."
"Look I just do not want to see either of you get hurt."
"You are a fucking lair...you're just trying to get me into fighting her again. Get the fuck out of here!"
"Really I do not want to see you get hurt."
"You won't have to worry about that because you will not be there to see it anyway. Now get the fuck out NOW!"
Jason quickly scrambles to put on his clothes.
"FASTER! Riley screams.
After kicking the college boy out of her room, she plops down on her bed in pure exhaustion. The whole ordeal is wearing her out. A million questions start racing through her mind. How could he hesitate after a fuck like that? How in the world could that fucking asshole not think that was not the best fuck of his life? Is it really possible that Avery fucked him better than that? Is he just trying to get the two of them to fight each other again? What man would not want two girls catfighting over him? Would Avery actually beat her in a catfight if they were left to fight uninterrupted?
To make matters worse, the next day, Avery starts a barrage of private messages.
“Bitch you should just give it up.”
"I heard all about your little fuck session with Jason last night.”
“You are pathetic!”
“Fuck you cunt!”
“Jason and I laughed our asses off at your miserable attempt to outdo me.”
“You are a lying slut!”
“You couldn’t satisfy him so he had to come to me.”
“I am pretty sure he came to me because you were not giving it to him."
“You think so?”
“Yeah, he told me you are a weak fuck, soft and fragile.”
“You’re the one that's fragile.”
“Then what are we waiting for bitch? Let’s fight!"
“On my terms!”
“I am starting to think you are scared.”
“Of you? LOL!”
“Let’s do it BITCH!”
“Soon!" Again the dark haired girl postpones
After school Riley fills Ellie in on the last 24 hours and confides in her the doubt she is having about catfighting with Avery.
“Fuck that slut. She is just trying to intimidate you. She is using psychological warfare.” “I told you to take the fight to her.”
“What does that even mean?”
“It means exactly what she is doing to you”
"But she is not even doing anything.”
"She is fucking with your head. It will weaken you if you let it."
"I'm beginning to think she is winning this mental fight we have going on between us... she is tough."
"Stop telling yourself that. The two of you are mind fucking each other. Don't let her get to you. Get tougher and fuck her harder."
Chapter 8
Another day goes by, and it is now Tuesday. Riley feels like she has to be on guard all the time, thinking Avery could jump out at her at any minute. The two of them have been trading quick little snide messages back and forth over the last couple of days. Calling each other every name under the sun while degrading each other’s ability to fight and fuck.
She and Ellie have just finished up with Cheerleading practice and are lounging around in the strawberry girl's room,
“You know that bitch Kylie and I have been fighting for days now... well text fighting that is. It is all about you and Avery catfighting. In fact, she is texting me now about it”
Riley scouts over and lays up beside the strawberry girl on the bed so she can read the messages with Ellie.
“Yeah then why is Avery avoiding the fight? Is she afraid?”
“Hardly! She and I have been talking about it. Since that day in the mall when you and I ran into each other, we came up with the idea of settling this after cheerleading practice. A cheerleader catfight!”
“Cheerleader catfight?” Riley questions out loud, surprised at the suggestion.
“Oh my god yes! You and Avery should have a cheerleader catfight.” Ellie shouts out with excitement.
The more Riley thinks about it the more it sounds intriguing. It seemed like the perfect thing to do since this whole thing started when their rival cheerleading uniforms press up against each other that day in the mall, even though it was Ellie and Kylie wearing them.
Riley looks at Ellie, pondering for a moment. "It certainly would be less restrictive than wearing dresses and heels."
"It's seems to be the perfect catfight…free to move around and flex." The strawberry girl demonstrates by kicking and spreading her legs open and closed, giggling and laughing.
Just then Riley’s phones ding with private messages. The chestnut girl sees it's from Avery and opens it.
"What do you say bitch? Wanna have a cheerleader catfight with me?"
"Oh yeah, Avery wants this," Ellie says excitedly as she reads the girls text.
"Let's do it bitch! Let us have a cheerleader catfight!" Riley responds
A moment of two later, another message appears.
"My house, Thursday after cheerleading practice"
"No, no, no....tell her to have it at my house. You two can fight in our Pilates room; it's perfect!" Ellie suggests
"No chance bitch."
"Let's have it at Ellie's house, Pilate’s room."
A few seconds later, another message pops up.
"Fine, Thursday!"
"Thursday it is bitch!"
"Oh yeah, this is going to be awesome. You are going to kick her ass so bad." Ellie moves in against Riley as they lay on her bed, the two of them still wearing their uniforms.
"A cheerleader catfight!" The strawberry girl starts squirming and tangling into Riley.
"You like that idea...don't you?" Riley as she reaches into Ellie's hair.
"Oh fuck yeah, a cheerleader catfight!"
"You wanna see Avery and I wearing our cheerleading uniforms, catfighting?" Riley starts pulling hair rolling on top.
"I want you to kick her ass!" Ellie latches onto the chestnut girl's hair and rolls her over.
Back and forth the two girls roll, holding each other nose to nose, legs tangled, bodies pressing, hissing, grunting, giggling as they mock catfight.
"I bet those two bitches are rolling around right now like we are." Ellie remarks,
"And they probably wearing their cheerleading uniforms just like we are."
Chapter 9
Over the next couple of days, the four girls continue to exchange derogatory and degrading messages. Riley and Ellie would find each other in the bathroom or the hallway at school. The two of them would come together nose to nose in a tight hair pulling clinch, hissing and snarling while talking about Riley's up-and-coming cheerleader catfight. Even going as far as tongue kissing each other while no one was looking.
"Today we are going to try something different...strength building by practicing wrestling." The six other cheerleaders looked at each other with surprising expressions, a little bit of giggling and excitement passing back and forth between the girls. Not knowing how they were going to take it, Riley was a bit relieved at their response.
"Ok Ava and Chloe, you two match up pretty well. Emma and Zoe, you two together. Macy and Hanna, you two pair up. Ellie and I will practice."
"OK girls, there's enough room here for all of us. Pair up and try to take each other to the ground for a pin."
The girls all took on similar holds, clutching their opponent’s arms just above the elbows. Riley and Ellie pair up; she turns to girls and announces the start. "GO!"
Just like that, the four pairs of girls start the struggle, pushing each other back and forth, legs tangling as they attempt to trip one another. Some of them hooking up pretty tight as they look for leverage.
Eventually, they all end up on the floor rolling back and forth. Mostly laughing and giggling, bitching at each other playfully, four pairs of girls rolling around bumping into each other. "Hey keep your fight away from ours!" Emma shouts out at Macy and Hanna.
"Fuck you, keep your shit away from us!"
The battles become a bit more intense, grunting and panting, some name-calling. The wrestling largely remains friendly, although the match between Ava and Chloe seems to be getting a bit serious.
Riley and Ellie are going at it themselves in a playful tumble. "My god, I'm so embarrassed, but I've been so wet down there all day long thinking about you and Avery catfighting. I wish I had brought a change of panties."
Riley suddenly rolls the two of them into a crotch to crotch position, mashing her own soaking wet cheerleading panties into Ellie's.
"Oh yeah well I cannot stop thinking about our two cheerleading squads catfighting each other."
Just the mere mention of that has Riley and Ellie gushing and moaning. "You have such a dirty mind."
The two girls continue to playfully roll around, legs tangled, hands buried in each other’s hair.
Suddenly, things start to get a bit more serious between Ava and Chloe.
"You fucking bitch!"
"Slut!" The exchange being followed by the smack of faces:
"Girls...Girls!" Riley shouts out, jumps up, separating from Ellie.
The two fighting cheerleaders are leg locked, slapping and punching away at one another. The other girls all break apart to assist in separating them.
"Listen, listen...You girls cannot do that here out in the open. You will get us all in trouble." Riley lectures the girls as they are pulled apart. The chestnut haired girl ends practice and tells the girls they need to go somewhere private to settle their differences.
I could wait since I'm so very excited for this story. Riley vs Avery, Ellie vs Kylie
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