OBSESSION
- Part 9
by AVIDMIKE
“I knew you’d pick that one,” Judy said a little shakily.
She was still trying to maintain her usual dismissive,
bitchy air, but the redhead had to admit to herself that she
was feeling anything but confident. Her breasts still
tingled from their brief, overwhelming contact with Kathi’s
bare breasts and she knew that now nothing could prevent the
two competitors from moving past even that forbidden
threshold into something even darker and more illicit. She
glanced around at the familiar trappings of her house and
realized that even this comforting environment had now
become a dark and uncertain arena for the two of them. Her
plans for the evening had somehow gone awry even as they had
fulfilled her most secret hopes. She had known about some of
the little rivalries and ill will that had existed between
Liz and Christina and had seen similar attitudes being
exchanged among Rachel, Debbie and the other two girls. She
had thought at first that she would simply use the bitchy
environment as a perfect stage to call Kathi out and
humiliate her in front of the older girls. She hadn't
thought that other agendas would overshadow her own plans
but they had. She had never expected the simmering feud
between Christina and Liz to boil over in this way and the
sheer ferocity and gutter language of their fight had both
shocked her and awakened her to a whole new world of
possibilities. The question was, was this a world in which
she could operate?
She had intentionally dialed down the level of her
confrontation with Kathi by suggesting this duel of
seduction against seduction, but now she knew she was
walking a tightrope between a genteel contest that might
leave neither girl satisfied, and both of their awareness of
just how down and dirty this kind of duel could get. Knowing
how strong Kathi was and how the other girl’s body affected
her, Judy wasn’t sure she could keep this battle from
getting out of hand now, and she was equally uncertain about
which route—the high road or the low road—would guarantee
victory for her. And she would settle for nothing less.
She looked for nervousness in Kathi’s eyes and saw an equal
mix of uncertainty and anticipation as the two girls posed
in front of each other. It would have been easy for the
blonde to parade her little tit victory around now, and
maybe Kathi was thrusting her boobs out a little bit more
proudly than she had before. Judy had felt in control of
things ever since the kissfight, and she was proud of how
she had secretly dominated Kathi in the dance rehearsal room
and the school hallways. Yes, the blonde had fought back,
but Judy still had those little victories to dwell on. She
was still confident she could outkiss Kathi and if she could
start this final war with the upper hand she might be able
to keep Kathi’s body at bay until the final showdown.
She knew what that had to be and she felt herself wondering
if she was ready for it. Just pressing her naked breasts
against Kathi’s had made her feel almost faint with
overstimulation. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like
if Kathi rubbed against her exposed sex. She almost
regretted trimming her coppery pubic hair so closely to fit
into her tiny bikini thong now—at least the fur she’d
sported earlier would have afforded her a little more
protection from Kathi’s sleek vulva. She knew the other girl
would be just as exposed as she was—that was the confounding
thing about this whole contest, she thought. Every time she
used her tongue or her breasts, any part of her body against
Kathi’s, she felt the same waves of dizzying pleasure that
she was trying to force on her blonde rival. She knew some
girls who were totally disinterested in sex and she almost
wished she was that way now so she could make Kathi submit
without having to control herself. But especially during the
last few weeks as she felt her body filling out, coursing
with hormones and wild feelings, she felt more out of
control than ever. She could only hope that Kathi was having
the same feelings, the same uncontrollable desires, that she
was.
Judy licked her thick, pouty lips—a nervous gesture at
first, but as she saw it immediately get Kathi’s attention
she dragged it out, tasting the sticky, sweet red lipstick
and letting he pink, glistening tongue linger on her lower
lip enticingly. Kathi pursed her own lips in
response—probably tasting her own lipstick just to get
herself ready, Kathi thought. She was very eager to rejoin
the kissfight, knowing she had enjoyed clear superiority the
last time they’d really been able to have it out with their
tongues. She could see Kathi eyeing her warily and knew the
blonde girl must be revisiting their kissfight herself, the
fight she had started and lost.
“Seduction starts with kissing, doesn’t it, Kathi?” Judy
asked boldly. “Didn’t you say you were going to outkiss me
once?”
That produced the expected result: a flush of anger from
Kathi. The blonde didn’t have Judy’s hair trigger temper
but it was good to know that she still had buttons the
redhead could push. “Maybe I wasn’t really ready to kiss
with you then but I am now, Judy,” she said.
“Then let’s kiss, bitch,” Judy said, standing nose to nose
with Kathi.
They stood, breathing silently, drinking in the slutty
perfume each of them had put on, before Kathi suddenly
twisted her head and grabbed Judy’s soft red hair from the
back. Judy immediately opened her mouth wide and her teeth
clicked against Kathi’s as she dragged her incisors against
their counterparts in Kathi’s mouth like the clicking of
some primitive war rattle. She expected the blonde’s tongue
to come snaking into her; she almost invited it. But instead
Kathi’s warm, moist lips closed softly over hers as the
blonde slowly twisted against her. She compressed her own
slick mouth and ground back against Kathi; their sticky,
sweet lips slid across each other like wet snails and Judy
gently put her hand on the back of Kathi’s neck, sliding her
fingers upward to caress the blonde’s ears and jaw as they
maneuvered delicately against one another. Kathi gradually
gathered her in with her well-muscled arms and Judy hugged
the blonde softly against herself in response, taking in the
exquisite contours of the other girl’s body playing against
her own curves and swells. The light silk dresses did very
little to obscure the feelings being exchanged between their
bodies, and Judy shuddered as she already felt Kathi’s
nipples flicking across her own, catching stiffly before
springing away and dragging across her stiffening breasts.
She twisted even deeper into the kiss, groaning a little as
Kathi sucked at her mouth a little bit, drawing her big lips
deeper inside her, and Judy felt the other girl’s firm
mouth grip her, sliding its sticky wetness past her lips and
onto the porcelain skin of her face. She ached to tongue the
blonde girl but Kathi had established some kind of ground
rules and she didn’t want to be the first to escalate things
to the next level. She twisted more until she managed to
pull her lips free of Kathi’s and then sucked the other
girl’s sweet mouth into her own, applying her teeth a little
bit to the soft skin just above Kathi’s upper lip and below
her lower one. Kathi stiffened against the bite and a few
seconds later managed to return it, all without allowing
either girl to really break the full mouth on mouth contact.
Both girls groaned quietly into each other’s open mouths.
Judy realized that neither young woman was yet giving
herself over fully to the innate privacy they had finally
achieved—they were moving as carefully and as quietly as if
someone might hear them in the next room at any second.
Judy let her hands roam around Kathi’s body, feeling her
muscular back and shoulders, tracing her arms, the small of
her back, finally petting her firm, round buns before
slipping past the short skirt hem and touching the firm
flesh of Kathi’s strong thighs. She felt Kathi exploring
her, too—always with a gentle, hair-raising touch that made
Judy shiver rather than with a rough, violating hand. This
really WAS seduction, she thought; neither girl was yet
forcing herself on the other, but drawing her opponent in
with pure, soft pleasure and gentle teasing. Despite the
sucking and tender biting Kathi’s mouth was still
astonishingly soft and yielding as it caressed Judy’s, and
the redhead made certain to reciprocate by loosening her own
lips and fluttering them slowly over Kathi’s, exploring
every tingling fold and contour of the blonde’s supple
mouth. Kathi seemed fully in control of herself, trembling
here and there at Judy’s touch but more than holding her
own against the redhead’s kissing. Of course Judy hadn’t
expected to overwhelm the blonde right away but she was
annoyed that she didn’t yet have a clear advantage in this
new love duel.
The open-mouthed kiss dragged on into three minutes, then
four. Slowly each girl gave and took, their heads moving
back and forth like slow-motion flywheels as a barely
perceptible advantage moved from girl to girl. Judy felt Kathi’s hands slide up her side and caress the side of her
breast through the dress material, and she quickly countered
and did the same thing to Kathi. The girls gently twisted
strands of soft hair around each other’s fingers, tugging
lightly at it or just playing with it to add stimulation.
Judy could feel warmth spreading through her back and
settling deep in her pelvis and stomach as she felt Kathi’s
body undulate against her. She squeezed her eyes shut for a
moment and rode the waves of pleasure, mere ripples that she
knew would seem insignificant compared to the tsunamis of
sexual force that would have to be unleashed before this
contest was ended. She had to admit that even in this duel,
which she had been certain she would win at, Kathi was
getting to her. When this whole thing had started she had
dismissed the blonde as some weird little groupie of hers
that she would have to teach a lesson, but now she knew that
she had somehow had deep feelings of desire for Kathi all
along, that the sight of the blonde girl in her classes had
always aroused her interest—she just hadn’t been able to
admit it to herself.
“Wait just a minute,” Debbie said. “Somebody still has her
top on.”
Everyone still seemed fixated on the comparison between
Kathi’s breasts and Judy’s, but after a moment heads turned
to where Christina stood. The brown-skinned girl put the ruler
down on a counter with a little click. “You really want to
see my tits?” she said, turning back to face them all. She
eyed them defiantly for a moment before centering her gaze
on Liz. “You want to see my naked tits, Liz?”
Liz slipped her hands off Judy’s arms and put her hands
on her hips slowly, turning to point her own bare, supple
breasts in Christina’s direction. “Yeah,” she said simply.
Christina
didn’t take her eyes off the auburn-haired girl as she undid
her top, slipped it off and tossed it on the floor. Kathi
held her breath as she took in the sight of Christina’s
incredibly sexy, tan-lined boobs, finally bare to the world.
She was more tan than Liz but otherwise their bodies were
amazingly similar, from the little moles and freckles sexily
decorating their skin to their soft, shoulder-length hair
and hazel eyes. Liz’s face was slightly longer, giving her
a haughty, superior expression, while Christina’s strong eyebrows
and slight smirk added their own arrogant cast to her
features.
No one was looking at Christina’s face, however. They all looked
at her sharp little brown nipples, exactly the same size and
shape as Liz’s. Christina tugged idly at the straps of her
bikini bottoms, adjusting the slender strands to sit a
little higher on her sleek, muscular hips. Liz was looking
at her bitterly, a little bit of her jovial smugness
suddenly dissipating.
“I want to see if Debbie’s targets are bigger than mine,”
Rachel said, suddenly deflecting attention away from this
new confrontation. She cradled her boobs and displayed her
large aureoles to the raven-haired girl, who blushed a
little at the idea of comparing her breasts to the blonde’s.
“Oh I forgot, you’re the one who’s never been in a titfight
before.”
“I didn’t say that,” Debbie protested.
“Then why don’t you put up your tits, honey?” Rachel said,
stepping closer to her. Debbie cradled her beer bottle a few
seconds longer and then drained the remaining three quarters
of a bottle in one gulp.
“Okay, let’s do it,” she said gamely. Kathi watched as the
two girls stepped closer to each other, both grinning
wildly. There was certainly a kind of tension between them
but Kathi sensed no real hostility, only the electricity of
playful sex games. She studied the two pairs of
intimidatingly large aureoles as they approached one
another, lining up like brown saucers. The two girls kept
their eyes on their meeting breasts as they arranged them
perfectly aureole to aureole and then pressed them together.
Kathi could see a shudder move through each girl’s body but
neither girl gasped or jumped the way she had during her
first breast contact with Judy; maybe both of them HAD done
this before, she thought. Soon the four aureoles were
pressed flat against each other and Debbie and Rachel looked
up to stare into each other’s eyes as they maneuvered slowly
around each other. Rachel put her hands on her hips and
tried to assume a superior, bullying pose but her
shit-eating grin belied her intimidating posture. Debbie
imitated her and the two girls leaned in a little closer,
flattening out their tit flesh until they were nose to nose.
“Come on, honey, is that the best you’ve got?” Rachel
taunted playfully.
“No, I’ve got plenty more in fact,” Debbie said, grunting
into the blonde a little. In a few more seconds the girls
were grinding boobs fairly hard and pushing each other’s
tall bodies around the center of the room. Kathi was so
mesmerized by the action that she barely noticed Judy
walking over to stand closer to her. She wondered what those
big, puckering aureoles felt like pressed together like
that. She could feel adrenaline coursing through her body
and she was afraid the red silk of her panty crotch was
going to get soaked from watching this. But even as she
fairly swooned at the spectacle of the blonde and brunette
girls’ bodies pressing together she knew that there was
something missing.
To be continued