POMPOM GIRLS - Part 2

(by ANONYMOUS)

"This is really more of private fight," the brunette said smoothly. "...Don't you think so, blondie?"

"Come over here and face me then, whore," Helen said raggedly.

"Strange words for a stalker to use," Andrea sneered. She began walking slowly down toward the end of her row of lockers. Turning smoothly on one long leg in front of Helen's row, Andrea put her hands on her powerful hips, thrusting her straining chest out in front of her in a challenging pose. The actress's large brown nipples could be seen quite clearly by the blonde, outlined provocatively against the stretched fabric of her sweater. The girls studied each other's bodies silently for a full minute from opposite ends of the row, separated only by the cold concrete.

"What did I write?" the brunette said to Helen softly. "...woman to woman?" She lifted the cheerleader's skirt she wore up with her hands to show Helen her naked cunt underneath: full, wide sex lips surrounded by a dark jungle of pubic hair. "Why don' t you show me what a big woman you are, pompom girl?" Andrea said.

Keeping her eyes on her rival's furry cunt coolly, Helen reached underneath her own skirt and smoothly slipped off her pair of pink panties. The blonde put one of her feet on top of the wooden bench to the side of her, giving her dark haired rival an almost complete look at the cheerleader's strong tan thighs and rippling leg muscles, before reaching down and flipping up her skirt, exposing her light blonde cunt, with its pad of soft cunt hair. Andrea could clearly make out the tan lines around the cheerleader's crotch; the skin surrounding the blonde's cunt was a milky white, soft and smooth.

"That's a pretty cunt you have, girl," Andrea said softly. "But can it pump with mine?"

"Do you want a fuck fight, bitch?" Helen demanded.

"What I want is everything your prissy body can give me, blonde meat," Andrea said.

"You can suck on my sweet tits with your dirty mouth, whore."

"You can suck on my big nipples, bitch," the brunette retorted.

"After you lick my hot snatch, cunt."

Andrea's lovely mouth curled back in a sensual sneer. "If you only knew how many blonde cunts I've whipped-"

"You've never met a blonde cunt like mine," Helen assured her rival. Moving her foot off the bench, the strawberry blonde began to walk slowly toward her rival down the warm concrete row. "And your hot ass won't be the first I've whipped, either."

"I've seen you raping me with your blue eyes on stage, girl," Andrea said, matching the cheerleader's slow strides, closing the distance between the rivals with agonizing deliberateness. "Now let's see if you can do it with your hard body, bitch."

"I'm going to drag you out of this locker room by your black hair," the blonde promised her. The girls were now only a few feet apart. Helen's cruel blue eyes locked onto Andrea's hypnotic brown orbs in a glare which held a dangerously hot desire. The blonde cheerleader made the first move between the rivals, driving a fist hard into Andrea's belly, right underneath her tight cotton sweater. The impact elicited a pained grimace from the actress, but she retaliated immediately, sending her fist flying into Helen's left breast underneath her sweater, provoking a muted cry of fury from the cheerleader. The fight which both women had dreamed of for weeks had begun, and now the rivals let loose all of the sexual anger they had built up on each other's hard bodies, sending a series of rough punches in to pound flat stomachs and firm boobs. As each fist was driven home, Andrea and Helen let out a sexy grunt that was almost a growl, driving each other to even greater levels of girlish anger.

Helen grimaced as she pushed her body in close to the brunette's, her sweater thankfully absorbing some of the force from a powerful punch delivered by Andrea. Reaching up with two hands for her rival's inky locks, the cheerleader gave Andrea's scalp such a vicious yank that the brunette's legs almost buckled. Sensing an advantage, the blonde used her powerful legs to spread apart her rival's strong pair and suddenly pushed her hot cunt up into Andrea's. The brunette's fur was rougher and more abrasive than Helen's, but the actress was too surprised to do anything to the blonde's cunt with her pussy fur at the moment. Helen drove her stumbling rival down the concrete row, aided by the considerable mass of her cleavage pushing against Andrea's conical boobs through their sweaters, until the brunette twisted her supple body and allowed her rival to push her down onto the hard wooden bench.

The cruel smile which parted Helen's red lips as she slammed her rival's back down onto the bench disappeared as Andrea wrapped her dancer's legs around the blonde's slim waist, using them to pull her rival down to meet her body. The girls hissed softly in each other's ears as they rolled roughly down the wooden bench slowly, pulling soft hair and fitfully trying to pull tight sweaters over hard boobs. Andrea ripped out the red ribbon which graced Helen's blonde mane and let it flutter down to the floor. It was harder for the blonde to get a good grip on Andrea's short, silky locks so she went to work on the brunette's sweater, jerking it upwards roughly in a side to side motion to pull it off Andrea's chest.

The girls locked their sexy young legs together as they tangled on the bench, smooth leg muscles rippling with effort as the girls wrestled, rolling over and over slowly down the wooden board. By the time the girls reached the end of the bench, both sweaters had been pulled clear of heaving cleavage, and hung uncomfortably around each girl's neck.

The girls toppled off of the wooden board and onto the concrete floor with a hard thud. Unfortunately for the actress, she landed on her back with her blonde rival on top of her, and had the wind knocked out of her for a few moments. Helen delivered two stinging open-hand slaps to Andrea's soft face from her seat astride the brunette's chest. The cheerleader's hot crotch inadvertently rubbed up against Andrea's smooth cleavage from this position. Seeing this, Andrea moved her chest side to side, rubbing the blonde's furry crotch with her tits, evoking a momentary shudder from the blonde which allowed the actress to buck her off. Rolling apart from each other on the warm floor of the locker room, the rivals separated to sit back on their haunches several feet from each other, breathing with exertion and the hot, sticky lust each girl felt.

"You dirty bitch," Helen hissed angrily, rubbing the blonde fur of her crotch with one hand softly, as if to erase the touch of Andrea's breast flesh from it.

"What's the matter, blondie?" Andrea asked softly, nastily. "I would have thought a big slut like yourself would have done just about everything?"

The cheerleader's blue eyes narrowed in anger. "Listen here, whore," she said raggedly. "I'll crawl into the filthiest gutter with
your body any day, slut."

"Will you let me fuck you with these big nipples of mine, pussy?" the actress demanded.

"Only if you let me fuck you with mine, you pale bitch," Helen whispered.

In answer, Andrea rose to her bare feet dangerously, wiggling out of her short skirt sensuously, letting it fall to her feet, as her blonde rival bared her own blonde pussy. The girls pulled off the cotton sweaters bunched up around their necks, giving their soft manes a bitchy shake as they removed the last of their clothing.

"I like your bikini, girl," Andrea sneered, referring to the expanse of milky skin around the blonde's crotch and the creamy lower half of Helen's firm boobs. Smiling nastily, Helen displayed the entire length of her supple body for Andrea with a slow and sensual undulation of her frame in a simple dance move she had learned from a friend who stripped at a local club.

"It's even better up close, baby."

"Touch me with it, whore," Andrea breathed. The girls came together almost gently this time, taking each other by their smooth
shoulders and easing each other down to the warm concrete. Andrea grabbed a hold of Helen's hard tan calves with both hands, spreading the blonde's lissome legs apart deliciously, as she felt the cheerleader parting her own long legs. Gingerly, the actress pressed one of her hard boobs into the steaming valley between the cheerleader's thighs, her brown nipple hardening to its full length as it entered the smothering confines of Helen's pussy, rubbing wetly against the soft pink folds of the blonde's labia. The girls slowly began their dirty contest, fucking each other's steaming pussies with their erect nipples, humping each other's bodies while they lay side by side on the floor.

"You dirty, dirty bitch," Helen moaned, her blonde pussy tingling with an almost painful pleasure, the sensations the brunette was forcing upon her were so intense.

"You like it, don't you, whore?" Andrea breathed, her words coming in short gasps as her own cunt bore the assault of the blonde's tits.

"Not as much as you like feeling my nipple inside you, bitch," the cheerleader said, as she lifted her top leg and cradled her rival's head between her muscled thighs. She gave Andrea's head a soft squeeze, and immediately felt her rival's thighs wrap around her own head, encircling her beautiful face with creamy girl flesh. The blonde suddenly felt Andrea's short nails dig into her tan thighs firmly, and she let out a strangled gasp as the brunette jammed her hard boob deep inside into Helen's steaming crotch. As if it sensed the presence of Andrea's dark probe, the blonde's sex horn emerged from its place within the cheerleader's pussy, hardening into an erect, tingling sexual weapon.

"I'm going to tie your little clit into knots with my nipple, lover," Andrea promised her rival with a soft snarl. With another violent thrust inside the cheerleader's cunt, Andrea's rubbery brown nipple found its target, licking down the length of Helen's clit deliciously. A small explosion of pleasure took hold of Andrea's left breast, but it was nothing compared to the orgasmic eruption which shook the blonde's lovely frame, causing her to buck wildly against her rival's creamy flesh. Riding Helen's spasming body expertly, the brunette rolled on top of the cheerleader, her boob still lodged firmly inside Helen's drooling pussy.

"You are so wet, girl," Andrea gloated, continuing to hump Helen's cunt with her breasts. The brunette's firm ass cheeks could be seen pointing skyward from her position on top of the cheerleader, tight with tension as she braced her long legs on the floor on either side of the blonde's body.

"So are you," Helen said defiantly, thrusting upward with her chest at the furry cunt above her, the cheerleader's powerful ass lifting off the concrete floor with the effort, but Andrea agilely arched her pretty ass even higher into the air, avoiding Helen's tits. The blonde snarled with frustration and then gasped as Andrea's nipple found her clit again, caressing it electrically. Helen knew she couldn't take much more of Andrea's nipple-work on her aching cunt. Reaching over her head with her sharp red nails, the blonde dug into the creamy ass dancing on top of her prone body, spreading Andrea's smooth ass cheeks apart painfully, causing the surprised actress to let loose a strangled gasp and, more importantly, stop her dirty work in Helen's crotch . Finally able to relax her clenched teeth, the cheerleader let out an explosive breath, and sent her rival stumbling forward to fall on her knees with a rough push against her ass.

The look Andrea gave the cheerleader was murderous as she whipped around to face her, but the blonde didn't give her time to say anything as she lashed out with a long leg at the brunette's face. Andrea ducked underneath her rival's attempt and began to flash kicks at the blonde's hard body herself, aiming for the cheerleader's flat stomach and the smooth curves of Helen's breast flesh. The girls danced around each other for several minutes, their long legs lashing at each other's smooth flesh in high, cheerleading kicks which looked spectacular, but rarely delivered more than a glancing blow.

Almost by accident, one of Helen's high kicks connected, her barefoot pressing solidly against Andrea's soft cheek, driving the actress crashing into a row of lockers ass-first. The cheerleader was on her in a second, locking her fingers with Andrea's and lifting the brunette's arms over her head, then meeting her rival violently breast on breast, slamming the actress into the metal lockers roughly. The metallic rattle which resulted echoed loudly around the empty locker room.

"Now let's see how your breasts do when they have to face another girl's boobs, bitch," Helen whispered vindictively, pushing her erect, pink nipples into Andrea's firm breast flesh. The brunette actress moaned and struggled against the blonde's hands which kept her own pinned to the locker, and the girls engaged in a slow-motion test of strength. After a full minute of painful arm wrestling, filled with girlish grunts of anger, Andrea managed to free her hands from the side of the locker. The girls stood more or less in equivalent positions now, arms thrust out between themselves, powerful hips thrust out behind them. Besides the palms of their hands, the only contact between the girls was made by their sweaty breast flesh pressing roughly together.

"Are these the tits I hear all of the girls talking about, doll-baby?" Andrea asked, rubbing her tits dirtily into the blonde's sweaty orbs.

"These are the tits you're going to be sucking, slut," Helen hissed, her ass muscles clenching as she drove her round tits forward to grind against the brunette's breast flesh.

"No, they're the tits I'm going to milk," the actress replied. "Milk with my big nipples..."

"You can't milk a big bitch like me with those weak things," Helen breathed, her warm, sweet breath kissing Andrea's face delicately. "Let's see how much milk a big cow like you has in her." With that, the actress began rubbing her tender nipples against her blonde rival's pink probes, bending them painfully.

"I've got more milk than you do bitch, but you'll never get it out of me unless you suck it out." The blonde's long nipples were every bit the match of Andrea's, bending the brunette's brown weapons as much as the actress bent her pink nipples as the rivals matched each other stroke for stroke; firm, juicy breasts moved minutely inside their hot arena, as each girl fought to find room for her nipples to work, determined to best her rival in their intimate battle. Long, erect nipples slid across each other erotically, occasionally separating to dig at tender breast flesh, but always returning to fuck roughly against each other.

Andrea's more conical boobs would have appeared to give her a slight advantage in a nipple fight, but the cheerleader was an experienced alley cat, and she knew how to maneuver her chest to evade Andrea's attempts to stab at her sensitive pink aureoles, moving them up underneath the brunette's tits, forcing the actress to feel their firmness painfully.

After ten minutes of this excruciating struggle, both girls were absolutely drenched in sweat. Andrea actually felt a large bead of sweat drip off of her silky locks and strike the small of her back, tickling its way down her creamy ass and traveling the length of her straining, lissome legs. The soles of her bare feet were also uncomfortably wet on the smooth concrete now, as well. Suddenly, one of the blonde's feet slipped out from under her. Helen desperately held on to Andrea's sweaty palms, pulling her rival along with her as the girls stumbled toward the back of the locker room and toward the blue tiling of the showers.

This time, it was Andrea who pushed her rival back into the wall with a satisfying thud. Taunting her rival with her liquid, brown eyes, the actress whispered, "How about that fuck fight I promised you, blondie?"

Spreading the cheerleader's legs apart with her potent thighs, Andrea slammed home her fuck assault, grinding down roughly on the blonde's snatch. Thankfully for the cheerleader, Andrea's crotch was dripping wet by this time, so that her rough cunt hair merely tickled instead of scratching Helen's soft cunt.

"Give it to me, girl," Helen snarled, squirming against her rival's body, struggling to get out from the wall behind her.

"Here I am, bitch," Andrea hissed, putting on a sudden spurt of power with her ass and feeling her engorged clit slip its way inside the cheerleader's pussy. The blonde hissed as she felt her rival's invasion of her cunt, but she obligingly sent her pussy plunging into the brunette's cunt, feeling her clitoris part Andrea's inner cunt lips, searching for her rival's clit. The girls found each other almost simultaneously. The rivals squealed as their clits touched, licking each other wetly, sending tingling waves of sensation down their long legs and up their spines. Gradually, the girls began to pump into each other harder, their engorged clits no longer licking each other, but slashing and stabbing at one another, as the girls fenced inside the smothering heat of their linked pussies.

Helen's lipsticked mouth suddenly opened wide and fastened itself onto Andrea's lush lips, kissing it fiercely, hungrily. The brunette pressed her lips against her rival's eagerly, sending a moist tongue out to stab at the cheerleader's own pink organ, and running it down the length of Helen's white teeth. Sucking at each other's mouth while their clits made war beneath, the girls panted and moaned toward a shattering orgasm.

"I'm going to beat your blonde snatch off with my big clit, whore," Andrea whispered in her rival's ear as the girls broke off their kissing for a moment to catch their breath.

"Feel how hard I am, bitch?" Helen demanded. A violent thrust from the cheerleader's pussy bent the brunette's sex horn back
deliciously, and the blonde grunted girlishly in satisfaction.

"You can't make me come with that fat clit of yours." Andrea growled as she increased the efforts of her pussy. The blonde cheerleader had an amazing set of hips and an incredibly strong ass, but the brunette had never backed down from any girl's ass or cunt, and she still had the cheerleader backed up against the wall.

"I don't know what kind of prissy cheerleaders you've been fighting, girl, but this is what a real woman's clit feels like," she said, biting Helen's ear softly with her teeth. Snarling angrily, the cheerleader took a gentle bite of Andrea's neck, just enough to raise an angry red goose bump.

"You said I could have your milk if I suck it out, right, slut?" Andrea said raggedly.

"Uh-huh," the blonde said. "Let me feel that tongue of yours on my nipples before I feel it on my clit, bitch."

"Whatever you say, cunt," the actress said, sending her tongue to attack the cheerleader's erect stilettos. The girls shuddered as they humped each other, licking hungrily at reddened nipples, alternately purring and growling felinely as their clits fought hotly for dominance. The blonde cheerleader's growls gradually began to be replaced by agonized sex moans as Andrea pumped her hot cunt into the weakening blonde's. Desperate for escape, Helen groped behind her, finding the knob for the showerhead above the struggling girls, and turned it hard, sending a rain of hot water splashing down on the rivals, no longer caring if anyone found the girls here, consumed by fear and sexual rage.

At the first touch of the hot water, Andrea gave a surprised start, which allowed the blonde cheerleader to extricate herself from the wall. Furiously, she threw the surprised actress to the wet tiles and attempted to mount her. Andrea's powerful thighs kept Helen off of her however, and the rivals began a wild, wet journey across the tiles o f the shower area. The steam rising from the running shower began to fill the locker room as the girls wrapped their smooth, supple bodies around each other as they writhed in their intimate girlish battle. Coupled with the short, sharp gasps of excitement each girl forced from the other, the rivals began to have trouble breathing, or even seeing much of each other's bodies through the roiling steam.

"Dirty pompom girl," Andrea gasped as she humped her rival.

"Slutty starlet," Helen replied, wrapping her legs around Andrea's slim waist, pulling their crotches together even tighter, as both girls sensed the end. Squeals of pain and pleasure echoed through the locker room as the girls humped and pulled sopping wet hair, their drenched bodies writhing furiously underneath a shower of water and steam. Andrea's awesome ass muscles finally began to dominate as she forced moan after moan of distressed pleasure from the cheerleader, whose pussy thrusts began to get gradually weaker.

"Who's the hottest bitch on campus, cheerleader?" the actress demanded cruelly as she ground her cunt roughly into Helen's defeated pussy. The blonde's lovely body convulsed in a sobbing, exhausted orgasm, and her whispered answer was swallowed by the insistent spray of heated water, but both girls knew what it was.

THE END?