Taj takes the lead

Taj takes the lead and walks inside the mattress covered room. Dan had made what appeared to be a mattress storage area into a small mattress covered sex fight arena. Once inside, Taj and Nia set their eyes on each other, adrenaline visually rising.

Nia provokes “Bitch!”

Taj retorts “Cunt! Why the fuck do you think you are better than me!”

Despite the question, and their words, you know that no amount of talking will end this standoff, and that neither will allow peace, after such a violent and sexually charged history.

In knowing that, you are not surprised to see Taj suddenly attack Nia. Taj dives wildly at Nia, tackling her, while standing at the edge of the mattresses. Off balance and too slow to defend herself the two women’s intertwined bodies crash onto the mattresses. As the madness ensues, the two girls wrap their fingers in each others hair and roll, each jockeying for position – each trying to come out on top of their rival. Finally, they roll themselves over the mattresses into a corner, bumping painfully against a metal rack. There they continue their struggle. Finding no advantage in their hair pulling, the two release their holds on each other locks, and instead move to tearing, and ripping at each other’s clothing. First tops, then bottoms, then panties and bras are torn off, until finally in all mayhem, they cling to each other in the nude.

Their struggle continues that way, rolling from one side of the 'arena' to the other, with each pressing their bodies together with all the **** they can muster. As they tumble, they each used their hands to roam around their enemy’s person, striking and pinching at any soft target they could find. Eventually, their battle takes out of the corner and to a wall of mattresses on the other side of the room, pinned together, and unable to move or roll any further. There they sit up, interlacing fingers on both hands, and placing their left leg under right, and right under left, their bodies literally covered in sweat from the top of their foreheads to just underneath their stomachs, bound by whatever juices had formed there. To get a better angle, or perhaps to re-engage on better terms, they both try to pull their bodies apart, but find themselves unable.

Taj: “You’re such a fucking bitch!” As Taj screams, she shoves her body forward in frustration, in the process, slamming her womanhood into that of her enemy.

Nia: “You’re the bitch! I just wanted to FUCK here” Nia, no less frustrated by their state of anger, likewise shoves herself forward, slamming her own womanhood into the Nia's.

In that way, and in that state, they stay, sitting forehead against forehead, nose to nose, glaring at one another, slamming their only free weapons, their pubic mounds together. At first they do so merely to continue their battle of body against body, but slowly, subconsciously, they begin to do so for another reason. Lust. Passion. And the desire re-establish their dominance. As the pleasure begins to take hold of both of them, their lips, which are as of yet used only to insult, begin to hover closer and closer, each tasting the hot breath of their enemy in their own mouth. The threat of a kiss between the two rivals grows, and grows, with each meeting of clit – each girl trying desperately to resist it, even as their tongues call out to each other.