Supermodel and Her Private Lives [For AmberStar]

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Sasha Bingham stood naked in her dressing room admiring herself in the mirror.


The 20-year-old beauty had a stunning 38-25-35 body, and in her bare feet stood 5'11". She had a golden all-over tan, a legacy of many a nude sunbathing session. Sasha had the trim, sexy figure of a model- which is precisely what she was. She had been working for Elite Modelling Co and had done covers for Vogue and Cosmopolitans. This stunner had recently finished work on her first movie, War of the Worlds: Redux, a guns and babes movie predominantly meant for hormonally-raged teen boys


Now, she was preparing for an after-hours party at a film festival. Her agent had advised her to attend the party to garner publicity for War of the Worlds: Redux.


Her outfit consisted of a strapless boobtube top, covered in blue sequins. It sparkled as Sasha held it between her fingers. The bottom was a silky strip of black material, a daringly-short miniskirt.

Sasha put on string panties and slipped the revealing ensemble on. The top fit snugly around her superb body. Her tits were covered by the sparkly blue costume, although plenty of her cleavage was on display. Also on display were her tanned shoulders and upper chest, as well as her bare midriff and bellybutton. The skirt was just as daring. It was so short, more like a wide belt than anything else, revealing plenty of her sexy long legs. Since starting modelling, she realised that she had changed from a shy girl to a girl who reveled in exhibiting her gorgeous body. She used her body and sexuality as a weapon in her armor, in the cutthroat world of glamor. She loved the effect she had an men and at times, women too.

She could not wait to join the party as she accompanied her agent, who had advised her to make friends and be as visible as possible. She loved these events and the glamor press loved her and her naughty streak.

As she walked in, amidst the glare of camera flashes, she noticed the one person she did not want to see. Her rival in the modelling world and co-star in the film.
 
Olivia NorCroft looked up from her finished photo shoot, tired a little agitated for her agent informed her that she was to attend a party that was setup to promote the upcoming movie that she was to co-star in. She tried several times to wiggle her way out of it, but the answer came back the same. She was to attend this event, not only because it would promote her career, as if it wasn’t doing the same for his, but it would give her a chance to unwind and have a little fun, something she hadn’t had the chance to do in the past few months due to her busy schedule.

Olivia just wanted to go home and get into her casual comfy clothes, take a little late night stroll down some unimportant street and just have some time to herself, another far fetch wish! She was only twenty-four but felt like she was ninety-five from all the twenty hour working days, it was just too much. She wanted a break and the famous words that was tossed to her “Well this is your chance to get that break, the party!” He wasn’t taking no for an answer. “FINE!” Olivia barked walking into her dressing room to prepare for the party.

She wasn’t going to change from the clothes she wore at the last segment of her shoot, after a few strokes of make-up she was out the door. Olivia looked over to her agent when he lowered himself into the limo, “Really? We have to go to this party in a limo?” She shook her head in disbelief. “So, she is going to be there!” Olivia bit down on her lip, a little disgusted at that unspoken fact. “Of course she is, I thought after the last meeting we had it was clear that we didn’t want to be on the same stage after working hours!” Olivia rolled her eyes.

She sighed when the limo came to a stop and it was time to get out. Her face showed her thrill as it locked into it’s hard jawed expression. She was really tired of being slammed up against the young preppy co-star Sasha Bingham. Her world was the glamor, the Paparazzi favor seeking bitch that just wanted to party the fame life. Olivia didn’t know why there was so much tension between them, but it seemed like every time they were together it was a contest to see whom was the attention getter, which Olivia had grown out of a few years ago, but seemed to be forced back into that way when she was around. She just hated it.

The cold look happened just like she thought it would when her eyes met with forced rival Sasha Bingham. She wondered if life would be better if Sasha wasn’t so angelical in the Paparazzi and fan based eyes. Olivia wondered if Sasha was just a good actor/model would things get better for her, would this constant forced rival between them come to an end and life would get better? She wondered…

Olivia swallowed her moments of regret and put on that make-up smile and walked out for the cameras and fans that could pay the price to be here. She walked up to Sasha and smiled. “Hello Sasha, Nice to see you here.” She gave the on stage kiss to the cheek that her agent told her to do. “I hope your evening is going good.” She offered after pulling away from the kiss.
 
Sasha rolled her eyes as she looked at Olivia Northcroft, her rival and co-actor in the film. They'd been bitter enemies since Sasha started modeling almost two years ago. Their fiery relationship had recently cooled to the point where they could stand to be near each other without catfighting, but that was about it. It was unfortunate that Mila was offered a role in the same film. They had a co-starred in an earlier film too. In fact, Olivia had a larger role than hers. But she was pleased to note that her part had been noticed by critics, press and the audience. But their competition for fame and attention had become more intense.

She smiled back at Olivia as her rival walked upto her and flashed a perfected-for-camera smile. As much as she wanted to respond with a snark, she maintained her poise and smiled back at Olivia.

As Olivia pushed close to her and kissed her on her cheek, she kissed her cheek back. As she took in her breath as her bodies were close, Sasha had to admit that Olivia was exquisitely attractive. Strangely, in spite of her intense envy and dislike, there were a few moments where she could not help but feel a tinge of wetness thinking about her. But she knew she was better than that. While she was never shy of fooling with other models, she could not think of her sworn enemy in amorous terms.

“Hello Sasha, Nice to see you here. I hope your evening is going good.” She heard her say as Olivia pulled away after the kiss.

“Hello sweetness. My evening is going good indeed but now that you are here, I am not so sure” She said, even while retaining an angelic smile. “I see, judging by your attire, you are seriously preparing for your next role as a hooker, Liv!” Sasha commented snarkily as she gave her a peck. She could not help but breathe in her fragrance. She pulled away, not wanting to spend more than a moment close to her enemy.
 
Olivia, being calm and collected as she was normally was even more so when the media was about. She learned the difference several years ago the hard way. She keeps that disastrous evening in her mind all the time when the media is around, for it only takes one photo at the right time to cause so much heartache and tragic results if played or taken out of context. So many career minded models, actress and actors has destroyed their careers within seconds after the media got that one moment on film.

‘Really Bitch’ Olivia’s mental voice bellowed out at the sneerish comment coming from the vile lips of Sasha. The urge was so strong that Olivia bit her lip instead of reaching up and grabbing some of that over bleached rat hair of her nemesis, and showing just how much of a bad fucking night the girl could be having. “Yes love, at least it’s just a role and not my true lifestyle!” She winked with a formed sneer.

Olivia glare softened a little, they have came a long way over the few years and really didn’t want to go back in time to where they couldn’t stand together for more than a few seconds before they engaged into the hair pulling screaming match, which Olivia believed and still does believe that the media manipulates them by giving one more air time than the other just to cause this news breaking event when they launch into each other. She almost wanted to pull her to the side and point this fact out, but Sasha, the way that bitch is wouldn’t take a moment to listen, let alone have the intelligence to see this point even if it was slapping her across the face.

The unproven fact came faster than Olivia expected when she turned away from Sasha only to have her eyes blinded by the flashing of cameras. “Okay! Give us a few moments please!” Olivia not believing she was also adding Sasha into this general statement. “We just got here, Give us some space to greet our fans and of course you all!” She felt the sting in her tone and slightly shook her head. Was she just getting so damn tired of these assholes that it was time she found something else in life to do?

Olivia looked over her shoulder at Sasha, knowing damn well she was eating the media jive up. One day this media frenzy will get to her too, or it will break and destroy her career. The girl was a glamor seeking bimbo that was only asking for the career crushing bite. “I wish you a good evening Sasha. I will see you at the interview platform at the scheduled time.” Olivia voiced politely before she got the hell away from the woman and the media blitz.

Olivia rubbed over her brow as the headache began pounding her temple. ‘Damn it!’ This was happening more and more to her when her eyes were blasted by the flashing camera lights. She turned and looked at Sasha with that painful look still on her face. It was as if she was sending an unconscious message to her before she turned away and walked out of the room. She was looking for a nice quite room so that she could rid herself of this headache before confronting Sasha and the media at the interview.
 
“Yes love, at least it’s just a role and not my true lifestyle!”

Sasha heard Olivia say as the latter winked at her

“Look who’s talking. At least, I wasn’t the one who gave herself to a Producer to steal roles” Sasha replied even as she continued smiling and pouting at the flashing cameras.

Sasha was referring to an incident where a role initially offered to her in a commercial of a big brand had been later given to Olivia. The grapevine was that Olivia had spent a night with the Producer before this. While Sasha had no proof, she liked to believe that it was true. Not that she herself had been averse to flirting and coupling with men for career advance. But she could not forgive when this was done to take a role away from her.

“Okay! Give us a few moments please!”
Sasha continued pouting and posing for the cameras. She changed her pose every few seconds, making herself look as desirable as possible. She loved the parties, cameras and the fame and the power it gave to her.

Nonetheless, she could not help but appreciate Olivia for standing up for her too when asked for little more time and space.

“I wish you a good evening Sasha. I will see you at the interview platform at the scheduled time.”

“Thanks! You too sweetness. Wish you a gala time.” Despite her envy, she could not but reciprocate her pleasantries as she went back to posing for the cameras.

But she did notice the painful look on Olivia’s face. She looked like struggling. Sasha followed Olivia out of the room even as she had to admire her statuesque body as she looked at her rival from behind.

“Are you alright, Liv? I know of a place where you can rest”. Sasha held her hand and took her to a chamber that was unoccupied.
 
Olivia was taken back by Sasha leaving the fame light for even a few moments, let alone walking up to her and checking to see if she was okay. Olivia, not believing this move was unmotivated by either press or fans, looked about and was even more astonished for there was no media hanging over her shoulder, no audio devices near enough to pick up the caring tone of her archnemesis.

Olivia, still not believing this was happening, was even more battled when the girl grabbed her hand and lead her off down a corridor before moving up a circular stairway. She never in her life would even guess that Sasha would have a soft spot under all that make-up and slutty clothing, but Olivia was seeing if first hand. She caught herself wonder what else there was about Sasha that nobody has seen or even heard about. She shook her head and told herself not to push or even think about what else there was about this girl she didn’t know.

Olivia smiled seeing the big leather sofa and the two leather visitor chairs that faced a single long desk with one leather chair behind it. It was a CEO office that was not in use and looked like was never used for the leather still smell brand new. “Well, I think I can get a little rest here.” Olivia rubbed over her temples. “Damn, This headache is throbbing.” She finally answered Sasha’s question.

Letting go of Sasha’s hand she moved over to the sofa and took a seat. Her hand still rubbed over the throbbing area of her temples. “Thank you. The room was spinning down there and I appreciate your help. I hope someday I will be able to repay the favor, not that I hope your sick, but just a day that I can help you.’ Olivia smile with a sincere look upon her face.

“You better get back down there and catch all the fame light before they think we ditched the party.” Olivia voiced before laying down on the sofa. Her forearm dropped over her eyes. “I’ll be down in an hour to catch you at the interview time. If I’m a little late, just mediate the story on my behalf until I get down there if you don’t mind.” Olivia knowing that she was acting if they were best buds, but she just didn’t have anyone else of good caliber that could do that for her, except Sasha.
 
Sasha guided Olivia to this chamber

“Well, I think I can get a little rest here.” “Damn, This headache is throbbing.”

As Olivia let go of her hand and took a seat, she brushed against Sasha, sending a jolt though her body. This was her archnemesis and yet her body was responding to Olivia.

'Let me rub your temple.' Sasha moved her fingers over Olivia’s temples, her tits inadvertently pressing her tits against Olivia’s back. She felt another jol through her spine as she pulled away for before was her bitter rival.

She was relieved when Olivia when pulled away and laid down the sofa.

‘Thank you. The room was spinning down there and I appreciate your help. I hope someday I will be able to repay the favor, not that I hope your sick, but just a day that I can help you.’


Sasha took a second to admire Olivia’s gorgeous body as she laid down on the sofa. But she was back to being the snarky rival as she replied

“Next time you think of whoring yourself out to a producer to steal my part, remember this day, sweetness” Sasha said as she pulled away.

“You better get back down there and catch all the fame light before they think we ditched the party.” “I’ll be down in an hour to catch you at the interview time. If I’m a little late, just mediate the story on my behalf until I get down there if you don’t mind.”

''Oh, I won’t miss the party for you, honey!'' She said mockingly. “You better be on time for we don’t want the interview to be ruined by a sleeping beauty. In any case, you wouldn’t want me to corner all the limelight”

Sasha said she walked away. As she went back to the reception hall, she met her agent who told her that she had an offer about commercials for a diamond co. where she had to work with Olivia. The script provided for a sensual theme.

“Not her again!” Sasha responded.
But she was told that it was a global company and the money was great. It would add to the brand value.

While discussing the offer, she found that the producer of the TV interview she was here for. Sasha was told that the anchor would play on her and Olivia’s chemistry during the interview as co-stars to promote their upcoming film. She was also told that the anchor would require them to do a dare. She could not but wonder what that dare would be. She had never watched that show and she was curious about what was in store for her and her rival beauty.
 
Olivia’s mind wasn’t on the pain, but was on the way that her rival had been acting ever since this thing started. Yes, the predatory remarks were there but not as deep and insulting as they have been in the past, she was civilized …, for lack of a better word. However, there was more than just the way she was talking … It was … ‘Oh hell I don’t know!’ Olivia barked at herself, not able to put her finger on the right vibe that she was getting about Sasha.

A very deep pain struck Olivia when Sasha brought up that damn night with Rick Anderson, the producer that raped her that very night. He continued to rape her during the production of the movie, controlling Olivia’s every more by threatening the financial world of her parents. Olivia was very thankful the day her parents hit that lottery and was no longer in the work force but was set for life for that broke the leverage over Olivia and freed her from his vileness.

Olivia tried to change the subject for that was a time that she wanted to forget, She popped something off about the interview and Sasha needing to get back down to the media for some reason, just to get a moment of privacy, whatever Sasha replied really didn’t take hold. Olivia swallowed hard trying to fight the tears, but it was too late as the black stream fell down her check. She was just thankful that Sasha left before this happened.

It seemed like only minutes had passed when her dickless agent wondered into the room. “Hey, What are you doing? The interview is about to start! Get up and out there!” He barked, looked down at his watch. “I can stall for you a few minutes, get cleaned up. You look like shit!” he barked again before walking out of the room. Why did she even stay in this business was beyond her for the only reason why she was working so hard in the past was just in case Rick did destroy her parents lives she could support them, but now she didn’t need this business nor that bastard there!

She pushed herself up and fixed the makeup the best she could, she just wasn’t in the mood for this but the lawsuit of her dropping out of all the contracts that were signed months ago would take away everything she had saved up. She blow out the stress over her lips and made her way out to platform. She tried to put on that fake smile that everything in the world was great, but this time it just wasn’t there and anyone looking at her a little more than normal they too would see something was very wrong.

She moved up to the loveseat where Sasha and the anchor were standing. She leaned in and kissed Sasha on the cheek and extended her hand out to the anchor. “Thank you for having me this evening.” She forced the pleasantries before sitting down next to Sasha and awaited for the anchor to continue with what he had planned. Olivia caught herself looking over at Sasha more and more with each passing moment, she wanted to tell the woman about that night, about what happened but this just wasn’t the time, or was it… She was just tired of this constant tension between them when it was based on a unknown fact…
 
Sasha made her most out of her time at the party floor as she waited for the interview. She flirted with a young upcoming actor for few minutes and then spent some time with some of the other directors and agents who had assembled there. It helped to keep them in good humor.

She also took the time to take a lot of selfies and Instagram them when she moved to the interview studio. She exchanged pleasantries with the anchor when Olivia walked in, looking stunning. She hoped that Olivia was feeling better. She flashed her best smile for her as she leaned in and kissed her cheek. In spite of her rivalry, she felt the same erotic jolt as she felt her body press against her for a moment.
As Olivia sat next to her, Sasha could not help but glance at her often and she also caught her rival looking at her too. There was this strange impulse she was feeling as the anchor asked the two of her questions about the film, the shooting, etc.

The both responded with generic answers when the question shifted to their past and relationship. How it felt to compete for the same roles, for the affection of the same protagonist in the film and how it would feel to romance each other on screen.

The last question surprised Sasha as she instinctively felt her thighs press against Olivia as they sat next to each other. She had to admit having her press against her felt good. She maintained her model’s poise as she replied how they had their differences but had resolved them and how they had kissed and made up.

Unknowingly Sasha had walked into a trap. The show was a late night talk show with risqué themes. The anchor often got the guests to do shocking provocative stuff.

He asked Sasha to say how kissable Olivia’s lips are?

Sasha looked at Olivia with a slightly embarrassed smile and said ‘she is very kissable co-star indeed’’

Pat came his reply. - since the world needs to know they everything is fine between them, he asked Sasha to kiss Olivia on her lips.

At the same time, she asked Olivia about Sasha’s tits. As Sasha turned to Olivia to kiss her, their eyes meeting with each other, the anchor asked Olivia to pull a shocked Sasha’s tits out of her dress and knead them.
 
Olivia was at odds with herself, not sure why she continued to look over at her rival the way she was, but something was different between them. All the times they’ve met in interviews, on photo shoots and even in restaurants they fought like the typical cats and dogs, but now, now it was like they’ve where slowly changing their demeanor towards each other. ‘No, this can’t be!” Olivia whispered to herself. Maybe she has changed but there was no way that Sasha has changed, this is just a ruse, one of Sasha’s diabolical schemes to burn her in front of the fans, Olivia wasn’t going to fall for it, she would keep cold as she normally does.

Olivia slowly turned toward Sasha, the feel of the woman’s thigh against hers was a little erotic, different, a lot better feeling than the woman’s slapping hand that was most definite. Olivia felt her queasiness slip in at the thoughts that she was having, was she actually thinking about the times that Sasha made contact physical contact with her! She slightly shook her head as to clear the thoughts which failed miserably, for the warming touch was flowing through her body. A warmth that she hasn’t felt in quite awhile.

Olivia managed to keep her poise when Sasha declared that they kissed and made up, that was a news flash to her, but Sasha was playing the part to quell the media from diving deeper into their private lives, which surprised Olivia immensely. Olivia’s mind drifted once more trying to see the angle that Sasha was coming from. She wanted to be prepared for the so called image mudslide to occur.

Olivia shot a glare at the anchor, knowing his reputation for being a pervert, gritted her teeth when he mentioned the bullshit line that the fans wanted to know how kissable Olivia’s lips were. Olivia’s lips parted to rebuke the whole thing about the make up kiss was just a rhetorical statement and no physical contact was made, but Sasha was quick to fuel the frenzy by saying that she was a very kissable co-star. Olivia shook her head at her co-star for the woman would say anything to get more publicity.

Olivia pulled back angrily, “I don’t think so. The kissing and making up was a rhetorical statement.” Olivia standing up. “And I believe this interview is over. If you want to see us in action pay for it at the movie launching. There is where I will kiss my co-star according to script!” Olivia pulled the mic off her dress and walked away from the two. Olivia smiled for knowing that the Anchor created a desire in the fans to see them kiss and fondle each other and with Olivia making her statement about catching this wanting desire, they had to go to the movies to see it, this action fulfilled the networks contract about promoting the movie! She was happy with her decision and not to mention foil Sasha’s angle to slam her image. “Take that Sasha!” Olivia muttered over her lips as she entered into her casting room.

“I give her ten seconds!” Olivia sat down in the loveseat and waited for Sasha to come smashing into the room…
 
As Sasha turned towards Olivia to kiss her wondering how she would respond, she heard the anchor ask Olivia to pull her tits out of her dress and knead them.
She was a little flushed hearing the anchor’s words. To kiss Olivia was Kiss was acceptable but having her tits bared and fondled by her was something else. Not that she was unaccustomed to nudity or bisexual trysts. But to let Olivia to do that was very different. Yet, there was something strangely erotic and intensely mysterious to have her submit to her rival and let her knead her in public. Anyway, she reasoned that it was all for enhancing the media coverage of her movie and her. This was one good way of being at the top of all entertainment and gossip sites and she was up for it, no matter how scandalous.

But before she could do anything, she was stunned at seeing Olivia pull the mic off her dress and walk away from the two after saying that she will kiss her co-star only in the film as per the dictates of the script. To cap that all, she noticed that Olivia had a smile on her face as she walked away muttering something.

This was a complete disaster to not have an interview at all. Sasha was besides herself. She knew that this would be all over the networks. Even though any publicity was good publicity, she was furious.

She stormed into the casting room where she saw Her Majesty sitting smugly on the loveseat. She screamed at her rival

“what the hell do you think of yourself, bitch! This whole interview was meant to boost the movie and our brand and you ruined it for us. I even complimented you on your kissable lips. And yet, this is how you react” She said as she moved very close to Olivia and stood over her.

“You just had to kiss me for a moment and play with my tits and we would have been done, and you could not do that, slut! Why? Is it because my tits are not good enough for the Queen Snooty?” she said as she pressed herself in front, her tits inches away from Olivia’s face.

“Or is it that you have never kissed a woman, slut?” Sasha whispered sultrily, her anger at her rival and her mysterious attraction to her fighting against each other.
 
Olivia’s brow arched, ‘Well so much for Sasha being more ameliorate in her ways!’ Olivia sighed to herself. She almost had Olivia convinced that she had changed but it was just a smoke screen to gain more media by acting as if they had made up and then later in the future there would be a massive scandal that would put them back at each others throats just to stay in the lime light, which Olivia didn’t have to create scandals to stay popular, she just had to be herself, limit her appearances for that makes people pay more for when she does make an appearance. Sasha was just too blinded by the lime lights to see that fact.

Olivia’s head tilted back, her cold glare focused upon Sasha’s orbs. “SASHA! The fucking movie sucks! The storyline is about as fucking good as a DR. Seuss goes to war and you damn well know that! The only damn thing the fans want to see is the SEX! So I fucking promoted that. Did I fucking boost your image as a fucking lesbian, NO! I didn’t, which I’m not contracted to do so!” Olivia barked back, the anger now riddled the once tear streamed face.

“Now, get your fucking skanky tits out of my face, If you want rating on someone touching your tits and kissing you lips take your ass to the fucking Porno producers!” Olivia glares at Sasha with a face that only radiated Olivia’s anger in a make my day look. “Now, to answer your no, I have never kissed a woman on the lips nor played with their fucking tits! Or any other damn body part!” Olivia too pissed to give a damn about giving personal information out.

“And one other thing! The only fucking reason why I’m doing this fucking movie with you is because I signed a contract several months ago, If I wouldn’t be sued by the corporation, I would tell you and them to shove this up your asses! But hell you would like that!” Olivia spouted out. “Now, back the fuck off!” Olivia pushed herself up, allowing Sasha’s tits to squish up against her.
 
Sasha was finding it tough to restrain herself as she pushed against Olivia, engulfed in a strange mixture of anger and attraction to her bitter rival.

She heard Olivia respond, her eyes fixed on her orbs, “SASHA! The fucking movie sucks! The storyline is about as fucking good as a DR. Seuss goes to war and you damn well know that! The only damn thing the fans want to see is the SEX! So I fucking promoted that. Did I fucking boost your image as a fucking lesbian, NO! I didn’t, which I’m not contracted to do so!... Now, get your fucking skanky tits out of my face, If you want rating on someone touching your tits and kissing you lips take your ass to the fucking Porno producers!.. Now, to answer your no, I have never kissed a woman on the lips nor played with their fucking tits! Or any other damn body part!”

As much as she was angry at Olivia, she could not dispel the thoughts of how sexy her rival looked. And she had to agree that that the movie was quite ordinary and the storyline non-existent. But Sasha had no illusion of being a Meryl Streep. She was a model who turned an actress. She was given roles for her voluptuous body and being a sexy-symbol was what she was good at.

Sasha pushed further close to Olivia, in spite of herself. “What is wrong if the fans want to see sex? And what’s wrong in using our tits and asses, sweetness? I certainly would, especially if I had tits and an ass as good as yours” Sasha said, not sure, whether in lust or in mock sarcasm.

She almost let out a gasp when Olivia stood up, allowing her tits to press against hers even as she was asked to fuck off
“And one other thing! The only fucking reason why I’m doing this fucking movie with you is because I signed a contract several months ago, If I wouldn’t be sued by the corporation, I would tell you and them to shove this up your asses! But hell you would like that!”

Almost instinctively, despite her anger and bitterness, she could not help put her arms around Olivia as she pressed harder against her
“Oh I would like that, but tell you what love! I would love being sued by you even more, in more ways than one, in fact every way possible!” she said, moving her lips very close to Olivia’ ears as Sasha caressed the small of Olivia’s back while she pressed her tits against even more.

She did not know why she said that. It was as if a strange lust for Olivia had taken hold of her and her inhibitions and judgment and make her submit to her most bitter rival
 
Olivia’s steely orbs searched those of Sasha’s for any reasonable excuse to tear into the younger woman. Olivia did everything she could to be nice, restraint, but the girl was continuing to push and Olivia was getting closer and closer to the end of that tolerance level of hers and there was no sign that Sasha was going to back off. Olivia didn’t want to fight, she was getting tired of it, however she wasn’t going to back down when pressed to do so, no way in hell. The only way was going to be a mutual peace not a one-sided one, that way no one wins and no one loses.

She stood sturdy when Sasha pressed forward pushing their flesh together even more now than before. Olivia’s body began to tremble, not from desire, but anger because Sasha was pressing the matter by trespassing upon Olivia’s personal space, for the humph-teen time this day. Olivia’s head slightly shook side to side in utter disbelief that Sasha continued to push the lusty lesbian side of her toward Olivia.

Olivia lost her temper when Sasha grasped her around the waist with her arms and brought her lips only millimeters away from Olivia’s ear. The hot breath, the feel of the woman’s ample breasts smashed up against hers brought that horrible night back smashing into her. The unwanted touching, the forcing of their bodies to smash against one another was all it took for Olivia to snap. She arched her shoulders back away from the girl to give herself enough room to bring her arm back into a sling shot fashion before she brought a strong slap across Sasha’s face, while her other hand pushed the girl back. “I told you once to back the fuck off! I will not tell you again!” Olivia’s orbs flared with anger as she came to a study stance before Sasha. “Why the hell can you not just accept the fact that I’m not interested in you or your damn ridiculous dreams of ultimate glamour!”
 
Sasha could feel herself lose control. The hot breath, the feel of the woman’s ample breasts smashed up against hers, had induced an irrepressible desire in her for her gorgeous arch-nemesis.

But she was jolted by the strong slap across her face and as she was pushed back by Olivia. “I told you once to back the fuck off! I will not tell you again..Why the hell can you not just accept the fact that I’m not interested in you or your damn ridiculous dreams of ultimate glamour!”

Sasha stumbled back as Olivia came to a study stance before her. She had to admit she was surprised by Olivia’s strength and even in her anger, a tiny part of her found such power very alluring.

“What the hell, slut! You will regret this” She screamed as she lunged back. Her anger taking over as she pushed Olivia. She tried to slap her but she missed as Olivia ducked her.

In her anger, she flayed her arms wildly. Her hands caught Olivia’s hair and she yanked her hard. Then, she lunged at her back, pulling her down with her. In the melee, she could feel her gown come off baring her tits in the process. As she straddled Olivia, her hips over Olivia’s belly, she slapped her.

“What do you say now, slut?” She screamed. Just as she thought she was on top and was about to hit her again, she found Olivia pull hair, flay her own legs at her and she was pushed aside by her rival.
 
Olivia had weight and a little more body strength than Sasha had, however strong Sasha still was so the fight wasn’t going to be brute strength, this was a whom was smarter and got the right hold at the right time. At first, when Sasha was on top of her she was concerned a little, but just then as the girl reared back to deliver what Olivia would consider to be a very painful slab she was able to take advantage of the girl using only one hand to try and hold her down. She managed to get her arm up along the side of Sasha’s body and grab a hand full of hair and with a hard yank and the use of her legs she manged to pull the girl off to the left side of her.

Quickly Olivia rolled on top of the girl anger as hell, her hands defecting the flailing hands of her arch rival but not before the woman’s hand managed to grab a hold of her top, pulling down the single neck strap dress down, exposing her tits to the young woman underneath her. Olivia didn’t react to the exposure for she wasn’t going to give this woman any opportunity to take control of this fight. It was time this girl learned her lesson and place in this world.

Olivia was surprised how fast she was able to catch and pin both hands hands down above Sasha’s head. Her breasts hanging down in Sasha’s face. “You little Bitch! I’m sick of this! It’s time you learned your lesson and place in this world of showbiz.” Olivia hissed, her mind followed the anger as she looked at the girl… “So you want everything that I can give you! Is that right! Fine, I will just see how much you really want all that I can give you!” Olivia, allowing her anger to control. “Open that mouth! NOW!” Olivia barked just before she shoved a bare nipple into the girls mouth. “Now suck like a little baby!” Olivia not caring about the contact anymore, this was now over power to control and she was going to teach this bitch.
 
Sasha was on top of Olivia and she thought she was about to give her the sucker-punch, so to speak when Olivia grabbed a hand full of hair and with a hard yank . She was simultaneously pushed on the to left side away from Olivia who had used her legs.

She did manage to grab hold of Olivia’s top and pulled down the single neck strap dress, exposing her luscious tits in the process. But this was scarcely a compensation for the fact that her rival had rolled on top of her and pinned her down, her hands pinned down by Olivia over her head. Leaving her helpless.
Even in the middle of this frenzied struggle, Sasha could not help but feel a tingle at Olivia’s strength. For all her use of sexual appeal and teasing others to further her career, she had a submissive streak deep inside her and being pinned down like this was hitting those buttons.

“You little Bitch! I’m sick of this! It’s time you learned your lesson and place in this world of showbiz.” “So you want everything that I can give you! Is that right! Fine, I will just see how much you really want all that I can give you!”

Sasha heard Olivia say even as latter’s tits were inches away from her face. Sasha tried flaying her legs and push Olivia off her but her rival was too strong for her. More she tried, more her dress tore off from her, more she flayed her legs, more she ended up grinding against Olivia who was on top of her and had straddled her. All of it was making her even more aroused, in spite of her best attempts otherwise, as Olivia towered upon her.

“Open that mouth! NOW!” She heard Olivia bark. Before she could react, Olivia had shoved her bare nipple into her mouth.

Instinctively, she opened her mouth and began to lick and suck the nipples. She continued trying to flay her legs in vain even as each thrust of her hips only made her grind more against Olivia. She could feel her own bare nipples get erect as she licked Olivia’s tits.
 
Olivia always loved having her nipples manipulated by having them sucked, tweaked, bitten, pulled and twisted by strong male counterparts, but never in her lifetime would she have ever thought that she would have a woman working over her nipples as Sasha was doing to them now, not to mention with each twist and turn that Sasha was doing, it forced her hard abs to rake across the now wet folds of Olivia’s pussy. ‘This can’t be happening!’ Olivia’s mind muttered to herself while fighting back the moan that was building in her throat.

“Fuck!” Olivia moaned out, not being able to overcome the burning in the pit of her stomach. Her loins surprisingly ached for more contact. She pushed her hips down onto the meaty flesh of her rival, then slowly humped her hips forward, raking her swollen pussy lips even more against her hated rival’s flesh. “OH!” Olivia moaned over her lips, her mind now only focusing on how to make more contact with her rival. She didn't care about the feud they have been having over the years, she didn't care about the crap that Sasha accused her of doing, the only thing she cared about was satisfying the burn she was feeling.

Olivia couldn’t take anymore as she pushed her tit down more on the open mouthed Sasha. “Bite me Bitch!” Olivia moaned while she grabbed a hand full of Sasha’s hair and pulled her head up into the ampleness of Olivia’s breast. “You said you could handle and wanted everything that I could dish out to you. Well Bitch, lets see if your body can cover the talk!” Olivia moaned out again as she pressed her pussy down harder on Sasha’s flesh before humping the girls’ abs. “Oh! FUCK!” Olivia now completely engulfed by the burning lust and desire.

"Get your mouth on the other nipple Bitch!" Olivia pulled her saliva coated nipple out of Sasha's mouth, only to shove the other one into her mouth. "Come on you know what I want!" Olivia shivered as she allowed her first wave to cream over the soft flesh of Sasha's abs.
 
A part of Sasha meekly complied with Olivia’s order as she licked and sucked latter’s nipples, her tongue expertly manipulating them. The other part furiously moving her hips in an attempt to free herself but only managing to grind herself against pussy.

Being bossed by her nemesis had woken her deep submissive side and she was soaking wet as she licked her nipples. A part of her body yearned for more, even as her frenetic movement had led her dress to come completely apart leaving her only in her thongs, increasing her contact with Olivia.

She moaned in desire as Olivia pushed her tits down more on her. “Bite me Bitch!” She heard Olivia say even as her hair was grabbed and her head was pulled up to Olivia’s luscious tits.

Sasha responded enthusiastically as she bit Olivia’s tits, nibbled at her nipples and sucked and manipulated them, making Olivia moan.

“You said you could handle and wanted everything that I could dish out to you. Well Bitch, lets see if your body can cover the talk!”


Sasha felt Olivia press her pussy down harder on her flesh and begin to hump her. She moved in unison with Olivia matching her rhythm, as if egging her rival to dish out more, her desire slowly taking control of her. Even as she pulled her hands and strained against Olivia’s arms pinning her down – but this was now more an expression of her intense lust and less an attempt to escape as she wrapped her legs around Olivia’s hips, pulling her in and submitting herself to her nemesis.
 
Olivia’s head was spinning with disgust that she was actually touching a woman with lustful intentions, yet alone with that fact, it was her most hatred rival! She couldn’t deny the burning in the pit of her stomach, the wetness that was seeping through her panties, nor the wonderful feeling of having Sasha sucking and biting her aching nipples. She wanted to feel more of this strange pleasure she was feeling, but yet there was that inner voice yelling at her! Asking her what the fuck was she doing!?

The silent moan escaped over Olivia’s lips, the sight of her nipple shoved deep into Sasha’s mouth sent shivers up and down her spine, but what really turned Olivia on was the way Sasha’s submissive side escaped and showed itself by how the woman was barely resisting her, in fact the woman was forcing her pussy to rub harder against Olivia’s flesh. Only if Olivia knew about this submissive side months ago, all this tension between them wouldn’t have happened, unless this submissive side only came out during sex! That was a fact that Olivia had to explore.

The heated waves of passion that rippled its way through Olivia’s mind brought her to an immediate need, her pussy was aching with the need of attention. It’s been a long time since she felt the soft, wet flesh of a tongue sliding across her sweet little nub, and not that Sasha was on the bottom and giving in to her, it might as well get done now. She looked down at the mesmerizing orbs of Sasha with a sinister smile. “Well love, I want to find out just how good your tongue is. Slide down between my thighs!” Olivia barked while she lifted her knees over Sasha’s thighs and began to knee walk up toward her head. “I want you to lick my pussy sweet thing. Lets see if that mouth is as good at licking pussy as it is sucking on a hard nipple!”

Olivia moved over the ample tits of Sasha and squared herself over Sasha’s face. “I want you to reach up with your tongue and clean my well creamed folds, Love!” Olivia settled her calf’s over Sasha’s arms to keep them pinned while she still pulled up on the woman’s head by the clump of hair she still had twined in between her fingers. “Lick my pussy love!” Olivia demanded.
 
In spite of her hatred and envy of Olivia, Sasha continued to hump herself against Olivia, grinding against her vigorously and suck and tease her tits and nipples while her legs were wrapped tightly around Olivia’s hips.

Her body ached to surrender to Olivia, her submissive persona taking control of her, yearning to be ravished and punished by her bitter but sexy rival. She could feel her pussy get wet in anticipation, making her thong panties go damp.

“Well love, I want to find out just how good your tongue is. Slide down between my thighs!”
She heard Olivia bark and felt her lift her knees over Sasha’s thigh. As shel felt her move her knees and slide upwards over her, towards her head, she her say “I want you to lick my pussy sweet thing. Lets see if that mouth is as good at licking pussy as it is sucking on a hard nipple!... I want you to reach up with your tongue and clean my well creamed folds, Love… Lick my pussy love”


Enthused by her command, Sasha’s tongue moved in furiously even as Olivia settled her calf’s over Sasha’s arms to keep them pinned and also pull her head by yanking her hair. Sasha loved eating women out and ever she had become a model, she had done this to many other model-lovers. Indeed, she prided herself for the way she had pleasured some of the sexiest models in the world and served them.

Sasha’s tongue slowly licked Olivia’s outer lips as she circled her way in, slowly increasing the pace and then began to change the rhythm every now and then - from slow to fast and from fast to very slow – as the teased Olivia. Soon, she found her swollen clit and began to nibble and lick at it while she her arms remained pinned down by Olivia.

Being pinned down like this made Sasha wetter as she silently egged on Olivia to take control of her.
 
“Yes! I knew that mouth was worth something!” Olivia moaned out, still she ego bashed her rival even though everything Sasha was doing was sending Olivia closer and closer to that edge of ecstasy. Olivia’s body trembled with each spiraled circle that Sasha’s tongue made around her wet folds,“OH! Fuccck!” Olivia moaned out, “You have a talented tongue!” Olivia humped her spongy pussy lips harder upon the poor girls face, wanting more of the woman’s talented tongue inside of her.

“Ohhhh Gooood!” Olivia’s head tilted back, her mouth gaped open while her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her body jolted as the first heavy load was released sending the sweet nectar to her rival’s mouth. Olivia pulled Sasha’s head up more into her pussy. “Swallow my nectar!” Olivia commanded as she ran her hand backward across Sasha’s extremely fit abs.

Olivia’s fingers walked like a spider and made their way to the sweet and soaked inner thigh. She smiled when the fingers found the extremely wet panties. “Oh, my I think someone likes this!” Olivia spat as she flipped her hand up and slapped the sensitive folds of Sasha’s pussy. “Damn, Love your really wet! …. FUCK!” Olivia jolted again from the pleasure! “Bite me!… Bite me now!” Olivia’s voice trembled as the rush was so intense that she released yet another heavy load of cream.

Olivia couldn’t believe how turned on she was! She never thought the odds would play out that she would ever enjoy being around this woman, but now she wouldn’t let her go for anything. This woman was going to be her little slut puppy and who knows, Sasha just might get her wish of showing the world how good of a pussy eater she is!
 
“Yes! I knew that mouth was worth something!” Sasha heard Olivia moan as her tongue continued to lick Olivia’s pussy, frequently varying the pace as she teased Olivia and clit.

'ohh...I will show you how good my mouth is''Sasha thought as she maintained her tongue's assault on her rival. A small part of her still felt scorn at this woman, but almost all of her had submitted herself to her gorgeous rival and was yearning to pleasure her and be used and ravished by her. As she felt Olivia's body tremble and hump her face harder, she increased the pace.


“You have a talented tongue!...“Ohhhh Gooood!”” Excited by her moans and the way Olivia humped her spongy pussy lips upon Sasha's face, she began eating her more furiously as she felt Olivia cum and release her juices on her mouth.

“Swallow my nectar!” Sasha heard Olivia command as she ran her hand backward across Sasha’s extremely fit abs.

Sasha herself was soaking wet, needing a release, hungry for a good fuck by Olivia. She had in the last few months developed a taste, indeed thirst for dominant girls and submitting to them, a hunger for being spanked by them, a hunger for being fucked by strapon dildos. For all her sexual display in her persona as a model, Sasha had loved being a submissive slut in the bed and here, she was ready to submit to Olivia in every way she could.

She gasped as she felt Olivia’s fingers walk like a spider and make their way to her soaked inner thigh.

“Oh, my I think someone likes this!...Damn, Love your really wet! …. FUCK!...“Bite me!… Bite me now!” ”

Sasha gasped as Olivia slapped the sensitive folds of her pussy. There were few things she liked as much being spanked, particularly in her ass and a part of her hoped that Olivia would do that to her as her pussy was slapped

Sasha also screamed and moaned as she ate and nibbled while Olivia released yet another heavy load of cream. Her orgasm increasing the thirst for more in Sasha's mind. She needed to be fucked by her voluptuous enemy.
 
Olivia felt Sasha’s hungry mouth working harder upon her clit, “Mmmm, I think your trying to please me love with how hard your licking and eating my pussy!” Olivia’s words stammered over her lips while fighting the waves of pleasure that emanated from her swollen pussy. Her breath was rasp and quick with each swipe of Sasha’s tongue across her clit. “Fuck Right there!” Olivia rose up a little from Sasha’s mouth as the hard ripple swept over Olivia body. The heavy cream sliding down her pussy and falling to Sasha’s sweet checks.

It was time to change the game a little Olivia decided as she pushed herself up from Sasha’s mouth. She stood and looked down at the woman for a few moments before she moved over to the sofa. Taking a seat she looked to the epitome of her headaches over the past few months. I want you t crawl over here to me now!” Olivia barked, a smirk formed upon her face as her eyes narrowed and focused upon her soon to be bitch.

“Now, Get your ass over here!” Olivia barked once more, “I want you to come over here and put your face willingly into my pussy and continue to eat and well I want to feel your fingers fucking me!” She was, to her amusement enjoying this, enjoying watching her rival submit to her whims and she had many to establish upon this bitch of hers.

Olivia took in all that was happening, she took in that Sasha was horny as hell and more than likely needed a release, but Olivia wasn’t going to give it to her just yet, she wanted to be taken care of fist then once that was done, then she would allow Sasha to have her release, of course she would have to beg for it!
 
Sasha continued to lick and bring Olivia to an orgasm and ten began to clean while Olivia’s cream fell on her cheeks.

Soon, she felt her rival and nemesis Olivia push herself up from Sasha’s mouth. She saw her stand and look down at her for a few moments before she moved over to the sofa.

I want you to crawl over here to me now!” Sasha heard Olivia bark even as a smirk formed upon her face as her eyes narrowed and focused on Sasha. “I want you to come over here and put your face willingly into my pussy and continue to eat and well I want to feel your fingers fucking me!.. Now, Get your ass over here”

Strangely, in spite of her bitter acrimony with Olivia, the show of authority and power by the latter was making her even more aroused. Her nipples were erect, her pussy soaking as she ached to be fucked, to be fucked by the sexy powerful woman bossing her. And pleasing her was the route to her release.

In spite of a small part of herself resisting, Sasha willingly got on her knees and crawled towards Olivia – wanting to be the best slut that Olivia could ever have in her disposal. She had played that role for other models in bed in the past, but she found a strange overwhelming desire to obey Olivia. Their bitter enmity making her submission to Olivia even more exciting and illicit.

She crawled up to Olivia and began licking her pussy again and also slowly pushed a finger inside her while using her free hand to rub her inner thighs.
 
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