Discordia: Discordia is here! And boy has it been a while! Sorry bout the wait boys and girls. I'm sure you want to hurry up with the story so I won't take too much of your time. Now the actual fight was really long. It went from the middle of the night all the way to the early morning! Obviously we couldn't tape, record or document a fight that long so we fast forward a bit in this one. Don't be too disappointed. Now onto the battle!
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Stricken with jealousy Halima left into the forest, luggage in hand as she prepared to leave the training camp. The blond haired actress walked out the door dressed in jeans and a purple t-shirt. After Laila performed a minor role so well she upstaged everyone including the major lead Halima left without informing anyone of her departure.
Time and time again Laila proved to be the better actress over and over again. No matter how hard she studied or trained or practiced Halima just couldn't keep up with her natural talent. Not only that but she was so sure that the director was also showing favoritism to her because of his personal feelings for her. She knew it might be a stretch considering how seriously he took his career yet even she wasn't blind to his long glances at Laila after she left the stage. The odds were just stacked against her. Better to bow out now before she humiliated herself even further.
Just as she was about to cross the rope bridge out she was shocked by one of the groundskeeper shouting for her to not cross. Apparently the bridge had become unstable after yesterday's rain. The old man then left her to despair about her situation.
Halima felt that nothing was going her way. Just as she thought things couldn't get worse she heard someone walking through the forest. On instinct she hid in the bushes only to see Laila walking past looking deep in thought. The brunette was still wearing the same tan pants and green shirt from the morning's rehearsal.
Laila was thinking about how strange she felt during rehearsal and wondered if she could recreate that sensation she felt before. It was the reason she was out now and not in the cabins. She began to cross the bridge back to the site.
Halima was about to rush out to stop her but froze. She could just keep quiet, let nature take its course. If something happened to her no one would know. She could go back to being the top actress. Not worry about not being good enough if she was the new best.
All she had to do, was keep quiet.
As Laila walked farther and farther across the bridge it began to sway more and more. She stopped for a bit, wondering if she should turn back and wait till tomorrow.
At that moment the wood under her feet gave way. Letting out a scream she barely managed to grab onto the rope of the bridge. As she struggled to pull herself up she heard Halima calling out her name. She looked up to see the other actress stagger towards her on the unsteady bridge.
After a brief struggle Halima managed to pull her to safety.
They both laid on the dirty for a few seconds to steady their racing hearts.
"Thank you, Halima. I thought I was a goner."
Halima looked at the sky. "Yeah, no problem."
Laila stood up, brushing off her jeans. "Someone should have told the rest of us the bridge was unstable. I'll go tell the other's now. That way we won't have any accidents like mine."
And with that Halima was left to brood over the past few minutes.
She had almost let a girl die. Not just any girl, a girl that use to be close to her. She was going to let her fall just for a role? But then she began to curse said girl.
If she had never came to the auditions, if she hadn't stolen the crowd like she had. Halima began to point more and more blame at Laila for her current mental state.
She finally got up, looking at her hidden luggage. She wasn't going to run away. She was going to take back what was her's or die trying. She would prove that she was better.
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Laila sat in her bed, wondering if she should accept the promotion to lead role. As she thought about taking it she noticed Halima was missing.
It didn't take her too long to find her. Or maybe it did depending on who you asked. It didn't matter. What did was that she found her in the middle of the forest. Training for the lead role.
Laila watched her with awe. Halima twirled and danced her heart out under the filtered moonlight, determined to not only get it right, but to capture the eyes and attention of everyone.
She suddenly stopped the minute she saw Laila watching her. Lowering her arms she turned to the other actress.
"What do you want?" Halima all but spat. She tried to reel in her jealousy.
"I came to check on you. It's late. You should come back to the cabin."
Halima sucked her teeth. "Not all of us are natural born actors. Some of us actually have to train to be good. But I guess you wouldn't know about hard work since everything just comes naturally to you."
Laila flinched at the venom that came from her words. "What do you mean?"
"Oh don't act like you don't know. While I've been training in theater since grade school you've only recently gotten into it and yet you effortlessly overshadow me at every turn."
Laila's nose flared. "I got into acting because of you! You're the only reason I even got into acting!"
"Oh so it's my fault you just decided now of all times to humiliate me!? I can't stand your innocent act. Always acting oblivious even when I know you're just a conceited bitch."
"How can you say that!? I've always looked up to you! You always had the beauty, the attitude, the pure drive! I always felt inadequate when by you. I wanted to stand on equal footing with you!"
"Equal footing!? Nothing, has been equal since you stepped on the stage! Even in the minor roles you squash everyone's efforts with your natural talent. I use to think that acting was all I had! Then you came and took that too! The minute you stepped on stage it was like my entire life was amounted to nothing. Again and again I was compared to you. Until I wasn't even considered to be in the same league as you. Me! Someone who was forced to do this her entire life only to have the only thing she has be stolen by an average girl with more natural talent than my hard work could ever match up to!"
Laila took a step forward. "I never meant to do that! You think I want to make you feel bad!? We use to be friends. We did everything together. Then suddenly you just decided that we would be rivals. Something that I didn't want! I wanted us to shine together! I didn't want to do this alone yet you've done nothing but push me away!"
Halima stares at her as she pants. Halima turned away, looking to the forest. "I should have let you fall."
"W-what?" Laila went cold.
"I knew about the bridge being in bad shape. The groundskeeper had told me when I was about to cross it myself." She paused as her anger began to well up inside her. "Do you see what you do to me? A long time ago these thoughts would have never crossed my mind. Yet you've come and taken so much from me that I can't help but hate you!"
Halima raises her hand and slaps Laila. Laila cries out as she stumbled backwards, pressing against a tree as she held her burning cheek. "This role is a testament to my life, to my very reason for being. I won't let you take that away!"
Glaring, Laila stalked forward. "I'm not going to let you get in my way either!" She rears back and slaps Halima across the cheek as well, causing her to stumble and land on her butt. "I've come all this way, learned new things about myself and even gained confidence I never had before! I'm not going to throw it all away just cause you're having a tantrum!"
Halima sits up on her elbow. "A tantrum huh? What do you know? You've never had any goals in life. This is just a hobby to you!" Halima kicks her in the gut, forcing her rival onto her knees. She breathes heavily as she stands up on one knee. "I was forced to do this as a child. Then I finally accepted it and even came to like acting a bit. You think you can just waltz in and steal everything I've worked for because you think you feel the same desire I do!?"
Laila throws dirty Halima's face. Halima cries out and tries to clear her vision.
"I've done nothing but idolize and respect you! I thought you were the greatest actress I had ever seen! Now I see you for who you truly are!"
Halima throws her own dirt, covering the front of Laila's shirt. Both girls were dirty and angry.
"That's just the illusion you made up! You never even bothered to know who I really am! I'm just another pretty face to you!"
"Well you always act so calm and collected! And you always brush people off when they want to talk about you!" Laila countered. "Maybe if you stopped throwing yourself a pity party you wouldn't be such a mess right now!"
"Me!? What about you!? Always walking around high and mighty on stage but then put others on a pedastool while acting shy and reserved? You make me sick!"
"Well you make me regret wanting to be friends with such an arrogant fool like you!"
"Oh now I'm arrogant!?" Halima stands up and Laila follows suit.
"Yes, arrogant! Always surrounded by an entourage and acting like you own the place!"
"I didn't asked for people to follow me around! Do you think I just gathered a bunch of people I don't know just to follow me like lost puppies!? I don't have a single real friend! Not one that didn't want to get close to me because of my parents or for other selfish reasons. Unlike you, who even has the director fawning over you! Everyone immediately loves you while I just have to be good enough for people to want something from me! I've always wanted someone to confide in, to be a true friend that has nothing to do with acting, or my parents, or a marriage deal! Yet you get all that just by breathing!" She throws dirt at her again, this time square in the face. "And that's why I hate you!"
Clenching her teeth Laila immediately shot up, lunging at Halima and pulling at her hair. "I hate you too!"
The two stagger around screaming and shouting while dancing around the forest.
"You whore! You dare attack me!?" Halima shouted as she attacked her rival's hair.
"This is all your fault for being an attention whore!" Laila spat.
Halima slapped her again. Screaming out Laila scratched her on the chin causing Halima to cry out. Swinging her arm down Halima grabbed onto the front of Laila's shirt and pulled it down, stretching it out and exposing a bit of Laila's blue bra. Laila also grabbed Halima's shirt and pulled. She couldn't see it but she heard fabric stretching and tearing.
The two tumble to the ground with a scream with Halima on top. Immediately the two began to flail around, hitting wherever and whatever they could.
"I should have let you fall!" Halima said as she scratched Laila's ribs. Laila screamed and grabbed her arm. She then grabbed Halima's hair and shoved her face in the dirt.
"Well you didn't!"
Halima grabs onto Laila's breast and twists it. Laila screamed out, kicking her legs as they fought.
"I could kill you now and fix that!" Halima threatened. However the other actress would not back down.
"Not if I kill you first!"
Laila pushed her off with her foot and the two squared off on their knees.
Simultaneously the two lunged at eachother. Screams of pain and agony filled the night air as the two decended on eachother with a vengeance. Covered in dirt from head to toe the two women fought like kids on the playground.
The two began to throw wild swings at eachother's heads while cursing eachother's name.
It didn't take long for the two to drag eachother to their feet and begin to rain strikes down on eachother's heads and faces.
"I'll ruin your face so bad you'll only be able to act as a monster!" Halima spat out. Laila slapped her and tackled her into a tree.
"I'll never give you the chance!"
The two grunted and groaned as they pressed together, ripping out hair and destroying eachother's shirts. Both were driven by jealousy and hatred and showed that by their deliberate attacks.
Shouting out, Halima launched her leg between Laila's making her cry out as she felt her groin pushed in. Halima began to attack it more and more while holding onto Laila's hair.
"What's the matter!? I thought you were use to spreading your legs!" Halima taunted.
Laila roared out and punched her rival straight in the stomach making her gag.
"All that training and can't even take a hit." Laila gasped out. The two were briefly winded but their eyes were still full of determination.
The two rushed together again, pulling down the backs of each other's shirts while pulling each other's hair as far back as they could. Their thin shirts were not made for this level of abuse and tore under their unending struggle. Neither cared about being exposed because now another target of jealousy reared it's head. Halima bigger breast seemed to taunt Laila so she tore them out of their bra. Jealous of Laila's firmer and more perky breast Halima immediately began twisting and clawing the bags of flesh.
Both girls had tears in their eyes as they assaulted each other's breast with no remorse.
"I hate you!" Halima shouted.
"I hate you more!" Laila shot back.
It looked like the two were doing a sloppy dance as they lead each other by their breast while also trying to step on each other's feet. Each woman's bare back hit tree after tree as their current strategy was to bash each other against the trees while mauling each other's tits to death.
The two were relentless. Only in a pair jeans and sneakers yet the two still continued on as if they had everything to prove.
To the ground once more the two fell. Laila mounted her foe and rained down blows on her with no remorse. Halima's legs began flailing about as she tried to defend herself. When that didn't work she began to curl her hips upwards.
After a few more attempts she finally got her legs around Laila and slammed her into the ground with pure force.
Halima was on her immediately, grabbing her by the hair and slamming the back of her head into the soft dirt.
Both dirty girls screamed loudly as they withered and tangled on the ground. Their tits swung to and fro as their violence continued.
Laila kneed her adversary in the stomach at the same time Halima punched her in the face. Spit flew from their mouths as fresh bruises began to appear on their pale skin.
The two rolled in the dirt trading punches. Spit was still at the corner of their mouths giving them a wild, almost feral look.
Neither knew how long they had been fighting but at some time they had lost their shoes. The two were bent at the waist, clinging to each other as they squeezed together. They had pulled each other's pants just low enough to scratch and spank their rival's butt. Their faces were buried in each other's necks as they reached behind each other to turn their pale skin red and raw. Both had forgone threats and were now solely focused on hurting the other.
Laila upped the fight by pulling at her rivals panties. Halima let out a scream before she reached over to do the same. The two screamed as the fabric of their panties cut into their ass with a vengeance. It was a tug of war that would see no winner as both pulled long enough to tear the fabric and whiplash their heads together causing them to cry out and fall away from each other.
Both laid groaning in the dirt with busted foreheads as they cradled their injuries. Blood trickled down their face as they struggled to push themselves up from such an impact. Neither was done but as if by some mutual agreement both stayed down to recuperate.
"Any time you want to give up and apologize I'm all ears." Halima panted out. She was then assaulted by a patch of dirt.
Laila panted as her anger boiled over, her hand still outstretched from flinging dirt at her rival. "Me apologize!? This all started because of you!"
"Me!? This whole situation is because of you! Everything is because of you you slut!"
"Whore!"
"Tramp"
"Harlot!"
"cxnt!"
"I hate you!"
"I hate you more!"
Laila lunges on top of Halima with a battle cry. Both women scream at each other's as they lace their fingers together in a test of strength.
The two continued to chant on and on that they hated the other like a mantra as they see-sawed back and forward against each other. Sweat mixed with their dirt covered bodies as they strained more then they ever had in their entire life.
Bucking her hips Halima launched Laila off her. Pressing the advantage on her briefly stunned adversary she mounted her.
Sweaty bodies grinded together as the two wrapped around each other. One trying to take the top position while the other fought to defend it.
"You whore! Someone needs to teach you some respect!" Laila spits. The two have their arms wrapped around each other's necks while their breast compress together. She pushes them over causing them both to yelp. When they hit the ground it only took a moment for them to be in each other's face once more, nose to nose glaring at each other.
"Bitch look in a mirror before you go telling others off!" Halima shoves her hand into Laila's face. Laila grunts and shoves her own dirty palm into her rival's face.
The two girls fought on the ground fueled only by pure stubbornness as time flew by. They transitioned from standing to rolling over and over again, always keeping in motion.
After kicking Halima off of her Laila began to take off her jeans. The dirty things had become more of a hindrance more than anything else as the fight dragged on. Seeing as they were temporarily separated Halima mimicked her rival.
The two stood completely bare in the silent forest. No words were exchanged this time. Both just rushed forward and wrapped their arms around each other, stumbling around like two drunks.
Their dirty bodies entwined as they sought to crush the other girl with their own body. Breast pressed against breast as legs slid between thighs. Their hands groped at the backs of each other's necks as well as their spine.
Both would have been mortified had anyone actually been out to see them. However with just the two of them in the dead of night neither cared and used their bodies to the fullest to communicate their feelings to each other.
Tripping each other the two rolled on the ground in a tight embrace. The fight felt more intimate now with there legs and thighs rubbing against each other's shaven pussies and their breast rubbing together over and over. Even during the cold night both girls felt hot for a multitude of reasons. Their breath bathed each other's faces as they strained against eachother.
Laila wrapped her legs around Halima's waist. Halima grunted and bore her hips down on the girl. Halima could feel the other's heels on her rear as they pressed together.
"I can't believe I looked up to you." Laila hissed. Halima pressed down on her making them both moan as their breast pancaked outwards.
"I never asked you to. Just like I never asked you to get on stage."
Laila and Halima began grunting and moaning as another fit of struggling overtook them. Their bodies grinded against each other as they slid against each other. Neither would admit it but their mutual envy of the other was contributing to the heat they felt lower in their bodies even as they pulled each other's hair and crushed their breast, their pelvis unconsciously gravitated towards each other time and time again. Both desired the other at least some on a physical level and their naked fight was not helping.
Both knew the other was turned on as well but both kept quiet should they be forced to adress it when both were suppose to hate each other.
Halima managed to get Laila on her stomach. From her top position Halima put Laila in a headlock as she lied across her back. Laila struggled to fight back. The headlock wasn't too tight, it was mostly meany just to restrain her. But as she struggled her ass rubbed against Halima's wet mound while her own was pressed into the ground. The two let out stiffled moans. Halima became unable to control her desires and began to hump Laila's rear. Laila gasped as she felt her ex-friend's mound press and slide against her. They were suppose to be fighting yet she too began to move against her rival.
The two chased their desires while still fighting against each other, still trying to convince themselves that they hated the other.
Laila finally shoved her off. The two crawled on their hands and knees like dogs until they finally came together again. Hugging on their knees the two pressed their foreheads together as they caught their breath.
The two sat their for a while, lips barely an inch apart as they traded breaths. Laila licked her lips, accidentally licking Halima's as well and making them both gasp. They sat in silence for a good while before Halima returned the lick.
Soon one lick became another. Then licking turned into kissing and hair pulling.
This is a type of fight too, both thought to themselves trying to justify wanting to become intimate with the person that caused them so much pain. They fought now with their sexuality, no longer hitting but grasping at each other, trying to drown the other in their femininity.
Halima pulls on her rival desperately, kissing her opponent so hard their lips bruise. Laila moans in a mixture of soreness and arousal. She clings onto Halima while trying to dominate the kiss. Halima growls and shoves her to the ground. She gets on top of Laila and roughly gropes at her breast.
Laila hisses as her abused breast are fondled. Not to be outdone she bites down on Halima's lip. Thoroughly pissed off Halima lifts one of Laila's legs, shoving it against her chest and thrusts their mounds together.
They both let out a scream as Laila's flexibility is put to the test while Halima grinds into her with a wanton lust.
Halima looks into the eyes of her foe. The eyes of a person she use to consider a friend. Would there life had been diffrent had Laila not gotten into theater? Most definitely. Would they have ever embraced like this? Who knows. What she did know is that she wanted to fuck miss perfect here and now with no restraint.
Laila continued to cling to Halima, drunk on the pleasure while also matching her thrust for thrust. She had never kissed anyone before let alone had sex with someone. Yet now, all she wanted to do was fuck the woman she was fighting not too long ago. And for some reason her instincts compelled her to be on top. Maybe because she still remembered this was a fight and that being on top is what mattered.
Laila twisted and threw their bodies around feverantly. Finally, after much opposition from her rival, she managed to get on top. She lunged down into a rough kiss, taking Halima's bottom lip into her mouth. Down below she instantly shoved three of her fingers into Halima's tight cxnt.
Halima's hips bucked wildly as she was finger fucked with no warning. Both their eyes were wide open as they made out, the sounds of their bodies adding to the natural ambiance of the forest. Halima refused to lose in this battle. Sliding her hand down Laila's ass and across her hip Halima easily managed to shove her fingers into the soaking wet hole that was her rival's pussy.
Both woman swallowed down each other's moans as their palms slapped against each other's pussies. Their tongues explored the inside of each other's cheeks while their fingers pushed and curled inside each other. Their fluids stained both of their thighs as both of their arousal had been taunted and teased for who knows how long.
Halima separated from the kiss only to lock onto Laila's neck causing the other actress to cry out and her hips to spasm in an explosive orgasm. As they pumped their glossy fingers into each other Halima sucked and bit at Laila's neck until she was satisfied with the countless marks she left.
Both were panting heavily and Laila's hands had slowed a bit. Halima still continued to finger her, sliding down her body and used her new position to pump harder.
Laila screamed out and knew she would be finished if she came again so soon. Without Halima directly on top of her Laila was able to sit up slowly but surely. Driven by the desire to make Halima come undone she pushed the other actress off her with her foot.
Halima only had a second to be shocked as Laila had her pinned to a tree. She was bent over with her breast against the wood, moaning as her chest compressed against it. Laila took a minute to grind her soaping wet pussy on Halima's ass before ramming her fingers in from behind.
Halima's screamed and threw her head back which was caught by Laila. Gripping Halima's hair Laila forced her into a hungry, touch starved kiss. Halima spine bent back as she was made to endure Laila's lustful kiss as well as her greedy fingers. Her fluids hit the ground adding to the already soft dirt's lack of firmness. She tried to fight back but was kept in control by her hair until she climaxed, soaking the tree and the dirt in her release.
Laila panted from how much more energy fucking took instead of fighting. In her moment of recouping Halima was finally able to fight back.
For hours the two had their way with each other continuously. Sometimes with one dominating the other, other times both mutually driving each other to orgasm. A few times they reverted back to slapping and scratching yet just touching each other was enough to get their arousal to take over.
By the time the sun came up the two were locked pussy to pussy on the muddled ground. Their noses were pressed together with their mouths sealed and their bodies rocking. Both had lost track of how many orgasms they had both had or even if they were in the middle of one right now. After another orgasm the two fell to the side clinging to each other. Their legs were in a complete tangle and both were gasping for air.
It took a good thirty or so minutes for them to be able to breath normally and finally talk.
Yet neither knew what to say. Or do for that matter. What happens now? Did someone win? Do they keep fighting and being enemies? Does anything change. Did they want the answers to any of these or their other questions?
They laid there, tired, sore, yet feeling as if they were in heaven and that nothing else mattered.
It took a while but Halima spoke first.
"I don't, hate you. Jealous of you, envious of you. Maybe a bit annoyed. But never hate."
"I don't hate you either. I just wanted us to be closer. Though, I wasn't expecting this." Laila giggled. "N-not that I didn't like it I mean! Well, I could have done without the first fight." She began mumbling into Halima's breast.
The other actress laughed as Laila curled into her even more. She could feel the other's blush through her skin. "Well if we hadn't fought we never would have done this. Or talked."
"W-we could have." Laila stuttered.
"When? I'm too stubborn and you're too naive and oblivious." Halima stated.
"Hey!"
Halima pulled her closer. "But, now that we have been open with each other. Maybe now we can..."
Halima went silent. Laila wrapped both or her hands in her own.
Neither knew just yet what to make of this but now, now they both would actually deal with it together.
