"See," the taller girl said, "I can pee harder than you can."
"No you can't," the shorter girl replied petulantly. "You can't tell anything from that. We should see how far we can pee…"
The little girl had stopped talking and turned her blue eyes on Tommy as she stared and stared.
The bigger girl also turned to look.
"Hi," Tommy said. They didn't answer. They just stared at him with their big, blue eyes.
"I'll bet I can pee further than you," he said.
"You're just a little boy," the older girl said disdainfully. "You probably can't do anything at all…"
Tommy figured he hadn't been doing so good when the girls wouldn't talk to him. But now that they were, he wasn't sure he was making progress. "Well, you're just little girls," he said, "and I bet I can pee twice as far as you."
"Bet you can't!" The bigger girl charged out of the pond with water frothing around her legs. "Smart mouth. All little boys have smart mouths," she said in an uppity voice that grated en Tommy.
"I can pee clear out there," Tommy said. He threw a pebble that went embarrassingly far before it plopped into the pond with a quiet splash.
"Let's see you pee that far, smarty pants."
"Well, if it's a contest," Tommy said, "you have to pee too."
"All right," the tall girl said. She ran a hand through her blonde hair and shook it out. "Brenda can be the judge."
Tommy grinned and opened his pants. His penis shot out practically into his hand. He knew the girls didn't have anything to aim. His bet was a lot safer than if it was against his brother.
Then he gaped as the taller girl squatted down on her haunches and then thrust her arms out behind her and leaned back and opened her thighs.
Right between her stretched thigh muscles was the cutest little vulva imaginable. The lips were thin and shaded with translucent pink skin. The slot at the top was clean and as sharp as a knife cut.
"Ready?" Brenda said.
Tommy looked at the little girl.
"Go!"
He stared back at the bigger girl and was amazed to see a bright yellow stream of urine arcing out from the compressed cuntlips of Brenda's sister and glittering boldly in the sunlight before splashing in the pond.
Tommy clutched his cock with both hands and strained. But nothing came. His penis was round and hard as a cannon. But it was a dud. It wouldn't fire even one little tinkle.
"Yaaaaaahhhh," Brenda said. "You can't do anything. Gloria beat you by a mile and a half."
The little girl smiled gleefully at him and put her hand over her little girl's cunny.
"See, smarty ass. You lost. Now you've got to payoff."
"Payoff what?" Tommy looked at the bigger girl bewildered. He noted ruefully that she was bigger than he was and probably could run faster too. She looked tough. She could even have been thirteen.
"For losing. We made a bet, you know. When you bet there's always a winner and a loser. The winner wins and the loser pays." Gloria stood arms akimbo on her almost hipless hips and glared at him.
Tommy focused his return glare on her belly button and snuck looks at her neat hairless pussy and wondered what he'd got himself into. "What do I have to pay?" he mumbled.
"You got any money?"
He shook his head and stared at her pussy some more.
"Okay," Gloria said, "then you've got to eat my pussy for me."
Tommy brightened. "That's all right," he said. "I've ate Mommy's pussy a lot. That's easy."
"Okay," Gloria said. "Now I'm going to come over here and sit down on this tree limb and you come up in front of me and kneel like I was a queen or something." Gloria swung lithely on to a low tree limb and sat down spreading her legs. Only the back of her butt was on the branch.
Hesitantly, Tommy stepped forward until he was in front of her and then he sank to his knees. "Do I hafta?" he asked. "With your sister watching?"
"Yes!" Gloria snapped. "Now you ask, 'May I eat your royal snatch, your royal highness?'"
Looking distastefully at the little girl who'd given him the rasberry, Tommy said what Gloria told him to say.
"Yes, commoner," Gloria said. She spread her legs a little further, "you can eat my snatch. But mind if you don't do it right, it's off with your head."
Tommy didn't want to lose his head. And he figured the two girls were crazy enough to try to get it from him, so he resolved to eat her snatch out good.
With his hands, he spread Gloria's long, slender thighs and opened her crotch so he was looking right at her tender, young cunt. Then he licked up it the way he had with his mother.
"That's all right, slave," Gloria said. Her voice was breathless.
Tommy liked the taste. There was a trace of urine flavor to her dewy skin flavor. But that was soon gone.
Quickly he ran his tongue up and down her quim, using the tip like a can opener to break his way in. Within seconds her cunt was all swollen and puffy. The red-lined insides were showing brightly and he drilled his tongue tip all the way down to touch that tight little hole she peed out of.
Tommy wouldn't have admitted it for anything, but he was getting excited. His peter was all stiff and he was beginning to think about her little fuck hole as being not too bad. It would do to stuff his cock in, anyway, until something better came along.
"Stop daydreaming slave. Suck my royal twat!"
Tommy made a sneering face at Gloria and she slapped the side of his head. She was stronger than she looked.
Rubbing the bruise, Tommy dropped his lips to her twat and worked up to the end where he found her clitoris hiding. He remembered how excited his mother had been when he sucked hers, so he wrapped his lips around Gloria's sex stick and practically sucked it out of her.
"Wheeeeeeeeee!" Gloria shrilled.
The sudden attack had taken the girl by surprise. She hadn't expected a boy as young as Tommy to know about clitorises and things.
As she sat on the tree limb, feeling his lips rove over her crotch and tease at her sex: she also became more and more excited.
The little boy was moving his head between her thighs and Gloria experienced the end result in his tongue probing and poking at her cunt. Finally his tongue slid into the entrance of her vagina and it felt super good. Gloria was gasping for breath. "Stick it in," she ordered harshly.
Tommy obeyed her immediately. His fat little tongue lanced out and burrowed in the young girl's musky sex hole. He split her lips apart and began flicking his tongue in and out in a wild cadence.
Gloria was weak after a while. He was really sucking her out. She finally had to put her hands in his hair and hold his mouth back while she soared and looped in the trees. What he was doing to her was incredible. He was tongue fucking her so good she was going to have a climax and it surprised Gloria that a little boy like Tommy could do that to her.
"Enough, commoner," Gloria said weakly. She patted him on the shoulder. "You can get up now."
For a long moment, Gloria sat on the tree branch pulling herself together. Her tiny little nipples were diamond hard and distended and she could barely catch her breath. "I guess you paid off, all right."
"About time," Tommy complained. "My tongue was getting tired."
"Well, it served you right, bragging like that." Gloria gave him her superior glare even though she didn't feel quite that superior. Her knees were weak and she had to sit down again.
"You cheated," Tommy said. "I wasn't ready."
"Oh," Gloria responded. "You think you can beat me now?"
"In a snap," Tommy said. He looked at her cunningly.
"All right," she said. "It's a bet."
CHAPTER TWELVE