Chapter 2

The second they entered the bedroom and the door was closed behind them Rachel let go of Alice's hand and stomped away from the red headed girl in a huff.

"That's so stupid!" the blond child complained. "My dad said it was about looking cute! My dance was a lot cuter than yours!"

Alice twisted her hair around in her left index finger. "Uhm, I thought you were cute," she offered, meaning it.

Rachel rolled her eyes. Her hands were on her hips and she was standing next to the large king-sized bed. "Well duh! But nobody cheered for me. They clapped but didn't cheer! They liked your stupid slutty dance more."

Alice didn't know what to say. She felt intimidated by the blond girl and her more developed body. She looked away from the girl and then walked over to the other side of the king sized bed and crawled on top of it. She felt silly being naked in front of Rachel. In front of the men it seemed okay, but in front of this more developed girl she felt embarrassed. Alice pulled her knees up to her chest to cover her non-existent boobs. Rachel's eyes were judgmental, Alice realized, and were staring at her with disgust.

The bedroom fell silent. Rachel started sucking her thumb while Alice sat naked on the bed.

Despite what her father had said Alice felt incredibly ashamed that she was still so flat. Most of her friends at school were growing tiny breasts like Rachel's and Alice was beginning to worry she might never develop. It wasn't fair. Her mommy had huge boobs and had told her that she'd been around her age when they'd started to grow. What was taking hers so long?

She felt the mattress shift. Alice glanced over and saw Rachel crawling up onto the bed with wicked smile on her face. The blond 10-year-old sat down cross-legged, obviously not the least bit ashamed of her naked body, and looked pointedly at Alice. "You know what?" she said with a silly smile on her face.

"What?" Alice asked.

"It doesn't really matter," the girl grinned.

Alice wrinkled her brow. "What do you mean?"

"You winning round one," Rachel said. "It doesn't really matter. You still have to win two more to win the game. I don't think you can."

Alice resented the girl's taunting tone of voice but was too shy to argue. Instead she just shrugged her shoulders and gripped her knees more tightly against her flat chest.

"You were crying at first," Rachel giggled. "I bet you start crying again. You know we have to kiss for the next part, right?"

Alice blushed. "Yes," she whispered.

Rachel laughed. "I don't like kissing girls. I like kissing men. So I'll just pretend you're my brother when we start. It won't be hard. You're as flat as he is!"

Alice gave the girl a pained expression but before she could say anything the bedroom door opened. The men were talking loudly as they entered the room. All of them were holding glasses and some were smoking cigars, and Alice was on the verge of tears until she saw her daddy amongst them.

Seeing him forced Alice to blink away the tears that had threatened to form during Rachel's taunting. She didn't want to disappoint him. She couldn't. If she started to cry again she might forfeit the game.

"Alright, girls," Mr. Cliffords said. "Your fathers have explained this round to you, I'm sure."

The men took their positions around the perimeter of the large bed and Alice kept her eyes locked on her dad. He was staring back at her and the girl forced herself to smile. She saw Rachel uncross her skinny legs and move toward the center of the mattress. Alice kept the smile on her face as she scooted forward to join her. The two naked girls laid down next to each other in the middle of the bed, so close that their upper arms were touching. Alice's heart pounded in her chest as all the men stared down at her naked body. Then Mr. Cliffords said, "Bravo, children. You're obviously eager and willing. You may begin."

Alice didn't consider herself eager, but she was more than willing to please her father. Still, the 10-year-old red-head needed a moment or two to collect herself before she could move. Rachel, on the other hand, wasn't nervous at all. She rolled to her right until she was on her side and immediately brushed her left hand across Alice's flat chest. Alice gulped but then turned to her left until she was on her side, too, bringing her face to face with the cute blond girl. She stared into Rachel's green eyes and then nervously placed her hand on her hip. Rachel was doing the same to her. Alice mimicked the way the other girl ran her hand along the side of her body and felt herself tingling from the other girl's touch. She wondered if Rachel was tingling, too. She hoped she was.

Rachel turned her head and moved her lips closer to Alice's. The red-headed girl trembled all over when Rachel's lips crushed against hers. She'd never been kissed by anyone except her daddy. It was amazing how soft and gentle Rachel's lips were by comparison. She felt the blond girl start pressing her hand between her legs. Alice gasped from the touch and her mouth opened just enough to accept Rachel's probing tongue. She moaned softly into the other girl's mouth and then began to use her tongue, too.

For a moment Alice forgot all about the men watching them. Rachel's hand found her slit and Alice knew she was already wet. Suddenly the only thing in the world was Rachel's tongue and probing fingers. Alice forgot all about the competition as she enjoyed her first lesbian experience.

Rachel's finger slid across Alice's damp clit. The red-headed girl snapped back into reality from the intimate touch. It felt so good, but that was the problem: it felt too good! Already she was building toward an orgasm, but if she came first she'd lose this round. Alice breathlessly began to push apart Rachel's thighs and the blond girl reluctantly let them part. Soon Alice's left leg was draped over Rachel's right and both girls had access to each other's cunts while they continued to kiss.

Alice found Rachel's pussy soft, familiar, but dry. It was strange touching a vagina that wasn't her own but she had to concentrate. She had to pretend it was her own, and play with it the way she played with herself. It was what Rachel was doing to her and it was working incredibly well. The sensation of the girl's finger sliding up and down her wet slit was almost too much to bare. She trembled from head to toe as she tried to mimic the girl, but it was no use. Rachel wasn't getting wet. Alice fumbled her finger up and down her competitor's cunt but she wasn't used to playing with a dry pussy. How was she supposed to get it wet?

"Oh!" Alice groaned. She broke off their kiss and forgot about Rachel's cunt. One of the blond girl's fingers had slipped into her hole and the sensation was too much. She collapsed onto her back and lost herself to the feeling. Rachel continued to press her finger inside her tight cunt and all Alice could do was grip the covers beneath her in her tiny fists. Her eyes were shut tight but she could hear the other girl giggling and then, to her surprise, she felt Rachel's tongue licking her left nipple.

The men were cheering Rachel on but Alice didn't care. She was building toward an incredible orgasm as the other 10-year-old slid her finger in and out of her hole. The girl gently chewed her nipple, too, and suddenly Alice whimpered with pleasure and tensed her young body. Then she groaned as she came.

The men were still applauding the performance as Alice came down from her orgasm. They weren't applauding her, she knew. When she opened her eyes she saw Rachel on her knees, smiling in triumph at the men surrounding the bed.

"Well, that didn't take very long!" Mr. Cliffords laughed. Alice blushed with embarrassment as he congratulated Rachel on her victory.

The men began to file out of the room. Alice waited until only her dad remained and then her lower lip began to quiver. She looked up at her dad and felt her eyes well with tears. She said, "I'm sorry, Daddy!"

Instead of slapping her or being mean the man scooped her up into his arms and gave her a hug. Alice draped her arms around his neck and sobbed softly into his shoulder. When she realized her daddy wasn't mad she calmed down somewhat, but continued to sob with embarrassment and regret.

"It's okay, shh," her dad whispered reassuringly. "You did great. You looked sexier than ever when she got you off. It's not your fault the bitch is drier than the Mohave desert."

Alice's sobs turned into giggles. "She was so dry!" she said. "I couldn't get her wet and I tried. I really did!"

"I know you did," he said, tapping her on her nose. "I'm proud of you. Now what do you say we go out there and win the next round?"

"Okay," Alice smiled. She wiped the tears from her face as her dad carried her out of the bedroom, but her smiled faded when she remembered what the next round was.

She was going to have to give Rachel's daddy a blow-job. What was even worse, though, was that that mean, desert-dry girl was going to be doing the same thing to her daddy.

To Be Continued...

Posted: 2008-11-19