Venom girls 2

For hours the two of them kept taking turns and rolling. But there was no evident winner. The hostility was as ripe as ever and their mutual hatred was turning into a rage. The two warriors disentangled from their rolling position and stood up facing one another.

“We are equally good at the touch dance. There is no way we can settle this by mere dancing”, Marlene mentioned, hinting that they should move to the other bout of the fight.

“Let’s fight for real, a raw fight. I am dying to dug my nails into your skin”, Loren’s hiss was hoarse with rage.

“Yes, let’s entangle like two wild cats in heat and fight. But no biting, as per the rules”, Marlene warned as she moved her hands up with palms facing Loren.

Loren too moved her hands forward, palms facing Marlene. The two palms met and pressed against one another as they moved closer, bringing their foreheads so close that they almost touched. Simultaneously, they spread their fingers apart and interlaced them with their rivals, slowly, one finger at a time until they grasped each other in a vicious fingerlock. Their nails dug into the back side of their enemy’s palms as they put it their full strength trying to push each other back. The fight of strength was on. Their fingerlocked hands slowly moved up and their bodies pressed against one another, inch to inch, thighs to thighs, belly to belly, breast to breast and chin to chin. They maintained this position for a long time before they broke it and immediately grabbed one another hair and pulled with force, pulling one another down. Soon, they were rolling again, legs entwined, dirty verbal volleys going between their mouths. They were sweating by that time but no one was ready to surrender, as they rolled, panting into each others face. Their hisses were violent and at times they bared their teeth and had to fight their urge to bite the other girl on the face. Hours of this intense battle proved fruitless. They fought one another, scratching, hair pulling violently, pinching one another bellies, breasts and nipples. The clothes that they had worn had been torn and were strewn in pieces on the battle ground.