Winter Gold

by LoliP

Abby shivered in the winter cold as she strode towards the toilet block. She rubbed her fine, pale hands together as entered the squat brick building, catching a glimpse of herself in the mirror on her way to the far cubicle. With her straight, dark red hair and pale skin, she didn't consider herself to be the most attractive girl in her grade – far from it. She did think, however, that she wasn't the worst either. With her slim eleven-year-old body just beginning to show some signs of blossoming, she even went so far as to consider herself rather good-looking. Shutting the cubicle door behind her, Abby grimaced with cold as she dropped her black stockings and pale green little girl panties. She really wanted some more attractive underwear, but she was too embarrassed to ask her mother, so plain-coloured panties it was. Lifting up her sack-like pale blue gingham school dress, Abby didn't stop at the waist, as might be expected. Ever since kindergarten she had found it very difficult to use the toilet in those school dresses. She found it simpler just to remove it entirely and replace it once she was done. On this occasion, of course, that also meant removing her jacket, and leaving herself naked to the elements. She did this fairly quickly, leaving herself standing there without a stitch on. Although her breasts were beginning to bud, bras were in the same embarrassing territory as knickers, and she hadn't yet asked her mum.

Wincing as she sat down on the cold seat, Abby spread her pussy lips, with their light sprinkling of dark red hairs, and began to pee. A strong golden stream sprang forth from the top of her pussy, and began to spatter against the bowl. For a moment, the hiss of her pee as it left her snatch and the patter it made on the porcelain were the only noises. Then, Abby heard a very familiar wet noise coming from the cubicle just to the right. Oddly, it sounded like it was coming from about her head height. This confused her, so she glanced up. She was shocked to see, poking over the cubicle wall, the head of a girl a few years younger than herself, with pale, slightly freckly skin and wavy mouse brown hair. The girl's blue eyes were fixed on Abby's gushing pussy, and it was clear to Abby that she was standing on the toilet lid, stroking herself to the sight of another girl peeing. Abby dropped her eyes back down quickly. Whilst she had been looking up, the younger girl's eyes had not left her snatch, so Abby was certain she hadn't noticed her look up. Abby didn't know what to do. It was impossible for her to stop mid-piss, so that wasn't an option. She briefly considered telling the girl to go away, but then a mischievous thought crossed her mind. She would give this girl quite a show, and then embarrass her at the end. With that in mind, she spread her legs as far as they could go, and leant back, making her cunny as visible as possible. She spread its pink outer lips as wide as she could, and began to sigh and moan with satisfaction as her golden pee continued to shoot out. Sure enough, the rhythm of the stroking increased. This continued until Abby could feel her pee coming to an end. As it dribbled down to the last few squirts, she accompanied each one with a moan, hearing her neighbour's reaction to each of these with satisfaction. Just as her last squirt was leaving her pussy, Abby glimpsed, through the gap under the cubicle wall, a counterpart to her own pile of school uniform in the cubicle of her voyeuristic spectator. She realised that the other girl was as naked as she was, and the thought of being watched, and masturbated to, by a naked girl really turned her on. Knowing that the moment she released her pussy or reached for the toilet paper she would lose her audience, she reacted quickly. As she finished her pee, she instantly switched hands, now holding herself open with her left. Remaining leant back and well-spread; she began, with her right hand, to stroke her own girly slit. A wave of heat and moisture swept across her pee-soaked pussy as she reached two fingers between its tender inner lips and began to explore its depths. Matching her strokes to those of her admirer, Abby felt more turned on than she had even believed to be possible. She didn't need to put on her moans this time, as they came thick and fast. The stroking sound next to her was going frantic, and as she matched it she felt her orgasm building inside her, and she knew it would be a big one. The perfect timing continued. Just as Abby's ears were assaulted by the high-pitched scream of the younger girl from above her, her own body tensed and then released wave after wave of pleasure. She let out a long, deep moan as, for the first time ever, a small squirt of juices shot from her pussy. Although her mind was slightly addled by her orgasm, she remembered her plan, and looking straight up into the exhausted face of the younger girl, asked her "did you enjoy your cum?" Without missing a beat, the voyeur replied, "yes, as much as you enjoyed yours, by the look of it."

Abby smiled. She had felt angry and embarrassed at first, but this girl had given her the best orgasm she had ever had, and was totally unfazed by being caught out. Her anger had turned to fiery lust. "I'm Abby," she told her, "I'm in 6E, and I'm eleven. You?"

"Kate," the younger girl responded, "in 3R, and I'm eight."

"You seem to know a lot for a girl your age," Abby said, impressed.

"Some say I'm a good learner," shot back Kate. They both grinned.

"Anyway," she continued, "I got a bit distracted by you, and I never got around to pissing myself, and I am so busting now. I'll leave you to clean yourself up."

"Now, that's not fair," Abby told her, "you got to watch me, but I still haven't seen you. You're going to come in here to pee." With that, she reached under the wall and pulled Kate's uniform into her own cubicle, leaving the precocious little girl little option. Abby heard the cubicle door open, and opened hers in turn to greet Kate. Her eyes were met with the hottest sight they had ever seen. Standing in front of her was a slim, gorgeous young girl. Kate's chest had not even begun to expand; her small nipples sat on a pale, flat background. Her mousey hair had no downstairs counterpart; her snatch was smooth and hairless. It, and the fingers of both her hands, were glistening with her little girl cum. "I was hoping you'd do that," she said, shutting and locking the door. She stepped past Abby, sat down on the seat, avoiding the wet patch left by Abby's squirt, and spread herself, revealing the soft pink inner lips of her tiny cunt. Winking at Abby, she let fly. A thin golden stream of piss arced out from her sopping snatch and hit the bowl. Abby leant herself back against the cubicle door and began to masturbate anew to this sight, her rubbing accompanied by her own moans and Kate's sighs. As she was thus distracted, she was unable to react in time to what Kate did next. Reaching down, she grabbed Abby's green girly panties from the top of the clothing pile and held them in front of her stream, instantly soaking them with her sweetly fragrant little girl pee. "Someone's not going to bend over in front of anyone today," she grinned. Not to be bested that easily, Abby too reached down and quick as a flash grabbed Kate's knickers from her pile, ruefully noting that they were black, lacy, and much hotter than hers. She threw them straight at the eight-year-old's pissing pussy, landing them right on the golden stream and soaking them too. "I don't think I'll be the only one going pants-less today!" she said, as Kate dropped her sopping knickers to the ground with a wry grin. Before too long, Kate's pee too dried up. With its last dying drips, Abby managed her second orgasm, although she didn't squirt as she had before. As she leant back exhausted on the door, Kate looked her straight in the eye and said, rather lustfully, "I've certainly seen your snatch in action now. I think it's about time I tasted it."

Abby had no idea how to respond to that, so she stammered "er, sure." Although she was rather hesitant, it seemed enough for Kate, who sprang from the toilet without stopping to flush or even to dry her pee-dripping slit. She knelt down right in front of Abby, spread the finely red-haired outer lips of her pussy with her right hand, and began to lick at her hole and tongue-tease her clit. If Abby's first cum had been good, she knew straight away that this would be even better. The sensations that Kate's tongue and lips were giving her pussy were beyond anything she had even dreamed of. She drifted off into a world of bliss, pushing Kate's head onto her cunt with both hands as she slumped back into the door. She was vaguely aware, through the pleasure that dominated her mind, that she could hear Kate fingering herself with her free hand. Abby was building rapidly towards her orgasm. She could feel it growing inside her, like floodwaters about to burst a dam. Sure enough, they did. The first hit of it surged through her like an electric shock, causing her to thrust her hips right into Kate's head, still held against her. As this subsided, and she slumped backwards, another one hit her, then another and another. Each buck of her hips was accompanied by a squirt of her juices, straight into Kate's waiting mouth. Finally, the last surge of pleasure left her, and she slumped back against the door for the last time, releasing Kate as she did. As soon as she did this, Kate looked up into her eyes. "That was delicious," she said dirtily, "want to try it?" With that, she stood up, grabbed Abby from her slump and passionately kissed her, open mouth no less. This brought Abby back to reality enough to realise that Kate was right, her juices were delicious – sweet and musky. She returned the kiss with lust, drawing Kate in and grinding the younger girl against her thigh, feeling the mixture of juices and pee from Kate's pussy rub off onto her skin. She didn't let this go on too long, though. She knew what she had to do next. Drawing away, she looked Kate in the eye and told her "your turn." Kate grinned at her and they swapped places, so that Abby was kneeling down in front of Kate's totally hairless pussy.

Not really knowing what to do, Abby decided to follow Kate's lead from earlier, as it had sure worked well on her. She spread the smooth pale pink outer lips of the eight-year-old snatch and began to work away at Kate's opening with her tongue and lips, making occasional forays upwards to her tiny clit. She loved the taste of the younger girl's pussy even more than that of her own delectable juices. The astringent, yet aromatic taste of Kate's golden pee mixed deliciously with her floral, slightly spicy cunt juice in Abby's mouth. It seemed to be working well for Kate too, as her flowing juices soon overwhelmed the remaining pee. She began to pant and moan, and she too used both her hands to push her companion's head onto her cunt. Knowing that Kate wasn't far from an explosive cum, Abby spread her mouth to cover the entirety of the little girl's snatch, hoping to catch a big squirt of cum. It wasn't long before she did receive a squirt, but of a different kind. Her mouth was suddenly filled with Kate's piss. It was a shock, but Abby went with it, enjoying its aromatic taste. She couldn't do so for long though, because more was coming, and she had to gulp it down. Swallowing a huge mouthful of little girl pee was too much for Abby, and it pushed her almost to another orgasm. She could barely hold it off, yet she managed to do so as she drank down the last of Kate's brief piss. She had clearly stopped herself last time with just enough left to do that. The combination of the licking she was getting and peeing into Abby's mouth did at last drive Kate to orgasm. Even as her last dribbles of pee were drizzling past Abby's lips they were replaced by several ferocious squirts of cum, and Kate let out another scream of lust and delight. This did it for Abby, and she came too, her pussy dripping onto the tiled floor, although she again couldn't squirt. Both girls looked at each other briefly before Kate said, "that was to get you back for my clothes and undies." At exactly the same time, Abby grinned and said "that was delicious. Want to try it?" Without giving Kate time to respond she repeated Kate's own actions from earlier, grabbing the younger girl and kissing her, open-mouthed and furiously, giving Kate a taste of lips that had been soaked with her own pee. As they slowly drew apart, Abby glanced down at her watch, and with a start realised how long they had been there. "We should probably go back to class," she told Kate, "there's only ten minutes until lunch." They mopped the various mixtures of pee and juices from themselves, and flushed swiftly. Kate and Abby then began to pull on their clothes, both wringing out their piss-drenched underwear before hiding them in their inside jacket pockets. This meant that they were both left wearing nothing but quite see-through black stockings under their school dresses.

As they washed their hands, Abby glanced up at the mirror and was surprised to see that the cubicle two down from theirs was occupied. Not only that, but the door was open. Sitting on the toilet was a girl a year younger than Abby, with whom she had shared a room at camp earlier in the year, Claire, who, Abby remembered, was quite claustrophobic. So much so that at camp she had refused to shut the bathroom door whilst she showered, since the shower was not visible from the door. Nevertheless, the other girls in the room spent what seemed an age trying to avoid glancing into the bathroom whilst Claire washed her long dark hair. She had even once gone outside to pee behind a tree, rather than using the toilet, which was easily visible from the bathroom door, with the door shut. Abby had never come across her in the school toilets before, but was not surprised to see that she pissed with the door wide open. Abby was momentarily distracted by the sight of another hot hairless girlhood spurting a golden stream of pee, and felt her own snatch becoming moist yet again. She allowed this to dampen her stockings before winking at Kate in the mirror and bending right over the sink, giving Claire a great view of her wet pussy through the stockings. She heard a sharp intake of breath from Claire as she straightened up. As she and Kate left the room, she heard the splashing sound of peeing being replaced by the slick sound of stroking. Whilst they were still in earshot of Claire, Kate told her, fairly loudly, "same cubicle, ten minutes after lunch. Make sure you drink plenty of water." The two nymphets grinned at each other as they parted. Hopefully they would soon have a trio.