Crossed Swords

I don’t really know why I chose the fencing club at my new college. I just know that fencing gives me the kind of adrenaline rush that erases all my self-doubts, shyness and insecurities. I’m no longer dull, boring were-girl, Ashley. I’m different. Transformed. My were-nature is utterly in command. In mind if not body I am shifting, abandoning human form, unconstrained by its physical limitations and behavioral norms.
“Hey, watch it. These things are sharp.”
I turned to see a pretty vamp-girl, her foil pointed at me admonishingly.
It was only then that I realized that I had edged a little too close to the practice area.
“Sorry,” I said. “I’m new here.” Okay. That was lame.
“Yeah? Did you get kicked out of your old school for clumsiness?”
“Geez, someone got up on the wrong side of the coffin,” I said, grinning.
“That is so not funny.” She was actually waving her foil at me when she said it. “I sleep in a bed, okay. Wait. Why am I even telling you this?”
For the first time I noticed her beautiful, dark eyes. “You’re cute when you’re angry,” I said, surprising myself.
“You haven’t seen me angry,” she said. Oh, crap. She’s vamping out. “Wait. Did you call me ‘cute’?”
Her eyes were returning to their quiescent state.
“Yeah,” I said, blushing. What was it about this girl that caused me to blurt out things I normally kept inside? I expected a belligerent response or, at the very least, a sarcastic retort. “Well, I prefer ‘hot’ but ‘cute’ is good.” She finally lowered her foil. “I’m Nikki,” she said.
“I know,” I replied. “I mean your picture and trophies are all over the school.” I’d heard the whispers, too, from the other students when she passed by, but I didn’t mention that. I could here some of what they were saying with my sharp were-hearing. Sounded like jealousy couched in condescension Typical high school, only this was college! “I’m Ashley,” I said. She studied me for a moment. Or was she checking me out? A familiar sensation traveled through my body settling down below. “Let’s see what you got,” she said, and raised her foil. I stood frozen for a moment and then my were-instincts kicked in and I matched her every move. We attracted the attention of everyone in the gym. Especially the coach, who blew his whistle telling us to stop. I was suddenly overwhelmed by a flood of emotion that felt oddly like a release of sexual tension. Or the ecstasy of orgasm. I looked at Nikki and flushed at her knowing stare. I ran from the gym without a word. Nikki caught up with me in what seemed like a nano-second. I’d forgot the vamp speed thing. “What was that!?” she said. “I don’t know. I guess I really got into it.”
Nikki smiled, “I don’t mean your fencing. I’m talking about after.” Now I was totally embarrassed. Nikki gave me an understanding smile and placed her hand on my arm. Her touch sent the same shiver of sensation through my body that I had in the gym. “Let’s get out of here,” Nikki said.
“Okay,” I said softly. I could scarcely breathe. We left campus and went to Nikki’s place. We talked but mostly we kissed. We were about to do more than kiss when her doorbell rang. “Oh, crap,” Nikki said. “I forgot. Alex is coming over. He’s my ex.”
Her ex is a guy? I thought. “I’d better go,” I said. “Um, I promised my parents I’d have dinner with them tonight.”
“You don’t have to leave, Ash,” Nikki said. “I’ll get rid of him. He’ll understand. He’s very, um, understanding.” Nikki went to let Alex in and I walked to the door with her. “I really have to go, Nikki. Don’t worry, I’m cool with what happened. Or almost happened. Call me.” Nikki have me a brief kiss and smiled. “I’ll call you later,” she said and opened the door. Alex stepped back to let me pass and scratched his head questioningly. I looked back and Nikki put her fingers to her lips and blew a kiss to me. I gave her a small wave and smiled shyly when I saw Alex grinning. Guys!


Nikki and I had been together two months but I still hadn’t told my parents about our relationship. Not because Nikki was a vamp and a girl. My parents had no problem with that. They just didn’t like Nikki. My mom, anyway. “You’re not making it easy, you know,” I told Nikki for the upteenth time when she greeted my mom yet again with, “Hey, Pamela.” She knew my mom thought it disrespectful when Nikki addressed her by her first name. Nikki was kind of brash. I liked that about her. Plus, she was hot. Really hot!
“Your mom doesn’t trust me,” Nikki said. “She probably thinks I’m going to corrupt you. Or bite you.” I smiled at her. “Are you going to corrupt me? Or bite me? I asked her. “Count on it!” she said. “Which one,” I asked, trying to sound flirty. “Both!” she said, and we both laughed. And then we practically tore each other’s clothes off and made love more passionately than we ever had before.

The End.

  1. Phil
    February 24, 2010 at 9:51 pm

    Thanks Tiffany! Your comments are always so insightful. I thought it would be fun to write a romance where two people who have opposite personalities fall in love. I would have loved to write more of this story but it’s always a case of thinking real life must take precedence…like not getting kicked out of grad school, lol.

  2. Tiffany
    February 24, 2010 at 8:02 pm

    I love this Phil! These characters are great. The were that thinks she is clumsy and boring, but finds a kind of ecstasy in fencing with the the brash, confidant vamp. Mmmm nice sexual chemistry 😉

  3. Phil
    February 15, 2010 at 3:44 pm

    Thanks, Antonio-san! You’re unrivaled in that area, lol. I wanted to leave something to the imagination. Okay, who am I kidding!? I’d love to have given these girls a little more, um, play time. Naked fencing? That’s a thought! 😉

  4. Antonio Rich
    February 15, 2010 at 1:51 pm

    It took a week or two, but our NaSty characters are starting to get Nasty! Your posts are getting better and better. 😉 I’d like to see more of these two…I was imaging a scene where they sneaked into their fencing room after hours and…well, heck, I’m not going to write it! But, I’ll give you two words: Naked Fencing! 🙂

  5. Phil
    February 14, 2010 at 10:37 pm

    Thanks guys! This was actually the first story idea I had when we started NaSty.
    R/I following suit? We can dream, can’t we? 😉

  6. February 14, 2010 at 6:40 pm

    Phil, have you been hanging around with Antonio? Seriously I like the story…just wish it was longer.

  7. February 14, 2010 at 6:09 pm

    🙂 And i’m the first to comment!!
    😀 Thank you! Great stuff. I love the f/f element that’s coming into the Nasty stories, lol. 😉 Now if only we could get R/I to go the same way…

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