The two contestants took their places at the edge of the pond, Gloria squatting down as she had before. Tommy felt some small anxiety. Sid did it like she had lots of practice. And she sure knew how to make a fellow lap cunt. But, then, she had squirted twice already and he hadn't peed at all. And he was just as sure that a full bladder shot further than an empty one. And he had an ulterior motive for betting. He had to go whether she did or not. Tommy was ready to win.
Brenda practically sneered at Tommy as she asked, "Ready?"
Tommy sneered back at her. He would have liked to, tell her that he couldn't eat her cunt if it was the last one in the world. But he didn't know how her older sister might take that, so he said nothing.
"Go!"
On instant cue, Gloria let fly with a stream of pee that arced out almost as far as it had gone the first time. And that was a long way out. But Tommy was ready this time.
His little penis pulsed in his hand and he raised the tip of his nozzle. Instantly there was a feeling of relief. He had really had to go. The urine squirted from the slot in the red tip of his dick and shot up in the air, sparkling like yellow diamonds, and then descended in a tinkling stream at least two feet past Gloria's effort.
"I won. I won!" Tommy yelled as he continued to piss the pressure away. His fingers fondly stroked his little stalk.
Gloria looked sour. She gently patted the droplets of pee from her cunt with a big, dry leaf. She shivered. "It's cold," she said. "We'll have to go home."
"You lost," Tommy said. "You've got to pay up."
"We're going home," Gloria said imperiously. "And I'm bigger then you and if you try to stop me, I'm going to bang you in the nose."
"Yeah," Brenda said nastily. She turned her round little butt toward Tommy and made an indecent gesture.
Tommy felt like crying. He was always getting screwed over by older boys. But this was the first time it had happened with a girl. He was beginning to believe there was no justice in life when a slithering sound on the hill restored his faith in coincidence.
John practically skated down the steep hill on a wave of dried grass and leaves. Tommy had never been happier in his whole life to see his big brother.
"I heard that," John said before he even stopped moving. "You're trying to cheat my little brother…"
Some of the bravado went out of Gloria's face as she stared at John. He was as tall as she, and a lot more muscular than Tommy. "We were just joking," she said sullenly.
"Yeah," Brenda said, even more sullenly.
John stared at the two girls and felt his cock harden in his pants. They were both naked and he realized looking at them that they would be real tight pieces of ass. He knew, looking at their hairless little slots, that they'd be a lot of fun to eat, too.
"Well, if you were just joking," John said, "give Tommy what you bet and you can go home."
Gloria and John both looked at Tommy expectantly.
The boy licked his lips and tried to think.
"Well," Gloria said in the pause, "I'm not going to suck your old cock, and that's that."
"No, your royal highness," Tommy said, mimicking her earlier airs, "you're not going to get to do that."
Making up his mind, Tommy told her to lean over the branch she had been sitting on when she made him lick her cunt.
Reluctant, with a hateful look at John, the tall, blonde girl did as he said.
John whistled. From behind. Gloria wasn't as immature as she looked from the front. Her buttocks were distinctly round, though not wide. Her legs were pretty and tapering, but firm columns that made a join at her crotch. And the fine line of her cunt was like chiseled flesh. Every muscle stood out in clean relief.
Besides that, the ivory and pink color of her skin was flawless and not a single hair grew around her sweet little box.
Tommy was still holding his pecker in his hand when he approached her from behind. "Are you ready, your royal highness?"
"If you spank me," Gloria snarled, "I'll scream."
Tommy hadn't even thought of spanking her. He knew what would bring her to her knees – or his. Tenderly he rubbed the hard, swollen head of his little stalk in her neat, little girl's gash.
Gloria was convulsed by the sudden touch. Her twat twitched and grabbed like a hand and before Tommy knew it his peter was being sucked into that innocent little slot without any effort on his part.
The boy almost sobbed it felt so good. Gloria's cunt walls were warm and soft and firm. His penis felt like it was getting a super, all-in-one massage. It felt like a mouth and a pussy together had his tool and suddenly Tommy felt a lot nicer toward Gloria.
The boy rotated his hips and sighed. The feeling of his penis sliding up her hot, slick channel made his toes tingle. And then, when he was in to his balls, he loved the touch of her crotch and legs against them. It was what Tommy would have called a great feeling.
John was getting excited just standing by watching Tommy jazz the bigger girl. Idly his hand played with the front of his fly while he watched his little brother's hips slipping back and forth and the flash of his pecker in and out of the girl's puckered pussy.
Then his cock was in his hand and his fingers were playing up and down on it. First he rolled the foreskin back and revealed the red, sensitive head. It was swollen and tender and pangs of pleasure seemed to burst from it when he touched it.
Tommy was panting as he heaved his hips back and forth. He wasn't subtle, but he was strong for a boy his age and his cock slammed up Gloria's greased chute with mature authority.
Gloria leaned over the tree limb and almost cried. "More," she murmured. "Fuck me more, you little cunt lapper."
She writhed backward, pushing her butt at Tommy's pistoning penis. She loved the rapid, staccato feel of his penis pumping in her cunt. She wouldn't have thought he was worth a shit as a fuck, but he was really getting it on, pumping into her.
She grimaced and clutched at a nearby tree limb and then rubbed her hand across the tiny nubbins that were her underdeveloped nipples. She had only recently discovered that touching them during sex produced electric sensations in her body that made her whole being twang.
"Harder!" she moaned at Tommy. "Fuck me harder!" She knew it was coming. She was rising up toward the boy's eager thrusts and she wondered if he would have enough hot spunk in his cock for her to feel it.
She hoped so. She certainly hoped so because she knew she was going to find out in just another minute or so and she was ready for a lot! "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" she said to no one in particular.
John was rubbing his hand up and down his throbbing dong with frantic speed. He was trying to ignite it, to start the fire, so he could shoot his stuff. He'd already decided that he wanted to shoot on Gloria. She was a stuck up bitch and deserved it.
As inconspicuously as he could, John started edging around Gloria, watching the fevered in and out thrust of Tommy's pecker in her cunt while pumping his own hand up and down with frantic effort.
Brenda stood silently in the background, her eyes growing bigger and bigger. She had long since taken her wet finger out of her mouth and inserted it in her naked cunt. What was happening in front of her was a real turn on. She loved to see the little boy jazzing her sister, driving his little sex stick in and out of her that way. Although she wouldn't have said it out loud, she thought Gloria was stuck up too.
Her index finger twisted around in her cunny and Brenda started feeling better. She rubber her clitoris and enjoyed the inner heat that sprang from it to light her nerve ends with fire. She didn't think there was anything incongruous about standing naked in the woods watching as her sister got her just deserts. In fact, Brenda thought it was kind of fun.
The only thing the little girl wasn't sure of was John. She watched the tall boy with the reddish hair pull his cock out of his pants and she was excited when she saw how big it was. It was bigger than Tommy's and Tommy was fucking her sister good with that.
And Brenda and Gloria had compared their cunnies often enough that Brenda knew hers was smaller than Gloria's. Gloria always told her that she wouldn't be any good for fucking because her hole was too small.
But anyway, that was part of the reason she watched John. She wished he wouldn't waste things by jacking off when he could stick his cock in her cunt. She was all ready and steamed up, waiting for it.
Besides, she didn't understand why he was edging around like that, going away from her. Big boys, she decided, were just strange and she concentrated on finger fucking herself in time to Tommy's beating into Gloria's gaping hole. That was a more useful project and she could pretend the boy was fucking her.
Tommy was moving at a frantic pace. His cock was hotter than a match and he didn't think it would be much longer. He heard Gloria mumbling for him to fuck her harder, but he ignored her. He was already fucking as hard as he could. She would just have to take what she was getting.
His hips pounded back and forth and the lancing of his prick into her cunt was accompanied by a sucking, slurping sound as her vagina filled with fluid and sucked at him. Tommy moaned and groaned. His cock buried itself all the way into her swollen snatch and he knew he couldn't pump one more shot into her. Desperately he clutched her hips and ground his pecker into her hot hole.
Gloria cried out at the same time. She felt his snub-nosed prick burrowing into her snatch and she knew what it meant. She was ready. More than ready. Before the first drop of hot cum sprayed her cunt she felt her insides turning to liquid, melting and collapsing. Her vagina desperately squeezed down and held on to his prick.
Tommy's cum poured out of him in hard, jerky spurts. It filled Gloria's tunnel and swelled her sex tube and satiated her with feelings of ecstatic pleasure.
Gloria raised her head, smiling with pleasure, when she saw John standing in front of her, his hand sawing desperately on his cock.
A crystal drop of semen hung on the tip of his pecker, bright against the angry red of his skin, and then there was a flash of liquid and she felt the hot drops of cum hitting her face and breasts and burning with fantastic delight.
Gloria did the only thing she could do. She grabbed John's waist with her hands and pulled him to her and closed her pink lips on his jerking cock and sucked and sucked and sucked, filling herself with the outpouring of little boy's cum that filled her cheeks and trickled sweetly down her throat. Her lips wrapped around his penis were thrilled by the feeling of power as they monitored each fervent pulse of cum into her avid mouth. And when he was done, she licked his cock tip, making him writhe helplessly. And at the same time, she felt Tommy's tired body lay on her back as the boy regained his spent strength.
To Gloria, it was a great moment. She had made the two boys spend all their strength on her. She had exhausted them both simultaneously and was as strong as ever. Her cunt ached a little, but that was a good ache and she knew she was as ready to screw again as when she had started her game with little Tommy.
"Boy's aren't so tough," she said disdainfully.
She moved her hips and Tommy's prick fell out of her snatch.
"Don't move," John said huskily.
Gloria had let his cock fall out of her mouth and now she stared at it disdainfully. "Why?" she asked.
"I'm going to fuck you until you crawl."
"Hah! You couldn't fuck a pillow. Your thing is all soft."
"I can fuck as long as you can," John said.
"Bet you can't."
"Bet I can make you beg me to stop," John said emphatically.
Gloria looked at his cock and was surprised to see it was hard again already. That wasn't what she was used to when her daddy fucked her and Brenda. It took a lot of time for him to get hard again, and that was why Brenda was always being neglected. Gloria always had to get his cock first or she didn't get anything at all.
"Well," she said. "Go ahead and try, if you think you can!"
John laughed and looked at her. He figured she was stupid because that was all the invitation he needed and he wasn't going to mess up on his chance. Not if he could help it.
Dispirited, Brenda sat in the grass and felt the dried leaves tickling her cunt. She hadn't been able to cum and she wanted to cry. Why did Gloria have all the luck? she wanted to ask. But nobody was paying any attention and there wasn't any point in talking to herself.