Sibling Rivalry (WIP)

"Can not!" Lori replied, becoming angered by her younger sister's overconfidence. "Can too!" Lola responded in her bratty, princess-like tone as she followed Lori. They had been arguing about this for what, three days now? She was about ready to just settle this right then and there. "Uh huh, walk away." Lola called as Lori began trudging to her room. She stopped on the tip of her big toe, quickly turning to face Lola once more. "Fine! Let's find out." Lori whipped out her cell phone, quickly navigating to Bobby's contact and typing out a quick text for him to meet her at the Loud house. Lola was smirking just in front of her, her arms crossed, looking as if she won already.

Lori quickly pocketed her phone, without needing to see the affirmative reply. "This isn't over, twerp. If you can't, you're buying me a new phone." Lori said, with an equally overconfident grin. "And if I win, you're driving me to every pageant I go to. For a year." Lori grit her teeth-- The sheer thought of simply having to do something that demeaning, and having to suffer through Lola the entire way through, made her skin crawl. But she couldn't back out now, Bobby was on his way. Given that it was only a few minutes until they heard a few tentative knocks on the door, they wouldn't have to wait long to get this settled.

Lori raced down the stairs in order to get to him first, but Lola was close behind her as she opened the door, seeing Bobby standing there with a mix of confusion and anticipation. "Oh, h-hey babe!" He said, his dumb looking grin widening. He didn't get a chance to ask any questions before he was pulled inside by Lori, being dragged into the previously-empty living room to sit him down. Lola followed daintily, keeping her eyes on Bobby the entire time. His confusion hadn't diminished in the slightest. The entire house was silent, save for the trio.

"Uh, babe, what is this about, again..?" He said, a nervous sort of chuckle escaping his lips as he looked from Lori to Lola, and back once more. Lori and Lola shared a competitive glance for a moment, before coldly shifting their gazes back onto Bobby. They spoke, nearly in unison, "Lola thinks she can take all eight inches!" and, "I can take all eight inches!" Bobby's confusion only multiplied. There was a small pause, a settling of silence before Bobby spoke up once more, still not understanding their meaning. "Eight... Eight inches of what?"

"Eight inches of you, obviously." Lori clarified, and Bobby's face shifted from an expression of complete confusion, to embarrassment and somehow, even more than complete confusion. "W... O-Okay! Nice joke, Lori, but I don't think you should be telling it in front of a-a-a six year old!" Bobby said, trying to rationalize this away as best he could, but the two blondes in the room weren't having any of it. They were going to settle this bet right here and now. Lola looked up at her big sister, nodding. Lori, almost immediately, pressed Bobby's shoulder's against the couch, hoping to pin him in place. "I'll get his pants!" Lola shouted enthusiastically, as she began fumbling with the top button of his jeans. Bobby was too flustered to struggle.

It was almost impressive how quickly Lola managed to peel Bobby's jeans away from his hips, only to find that his penis was still, unfortunately, completely flaccid. "L-Lori! Why are you letting her d-d-d--" He was cut off by the sudden feeling of a gloved hand being wrapped around his cock. Each digit felt exquisite against his skin as the silk of Lola's gloves rubbed against him. His hips, previously thrust upwards and struggling against Lori's grasp, seemed to relax instantly at the feeling, though his face still showed obvious distress. Lori was blushing madly that this was actually happening, forced to look down as her little sister had her hand around her boyfriend's dick, making him relax in ways she was unable to.(edited)

Lola was smirking as her hand began running up and down Bobby's flaccid cock, not taking much stimulation at all before it began to rise. She felt it thickening deliciously between her fingers, idly biting her lip as she imagined how it would feel inside of her. But, of course, she couldn't get too carried away. She had a job to do, after all. As Bobby's cock was raised to full mast, Lola brought her head down, pushing her tongue against the base of his dick, and dragging it up his length with an agonizing slowness. Bobby couldn't help but watch as the six year old began tracing her tongue up his dick, making Lori enflamed with jealousy. "J-Just look at me, baby!" She said, pathetically, but it was much too late for that now. Bobby's eyes were locked onto Lola.

Lola's smile only fuelled Lori's envy further as she brought her tongue to the tip of Bobby's cock, flicking it against his tip playfully. He couldn't help but release a pleasured groan as she did that. She'd barely given him any stimulation at all, and it seemed like he was already putty in her hands. Lori was fuming-- But she could get angry later. The bet was still on. "Did you like that, lover-boy?" Lola asked, the shameful expression she received from Bobby in reply only further encouraging her. "Then you'll love this." She said, bringing her mouth up to the tip of Bobby's pecker, she carefully wrapped her lips around it, giving it a gentle suck before beginning to gently swirl her tongue around it, tasting a bit of precum expelled from his dick as she teased him.

Bobby's dick was throbbing hard within Lola's mouth, making her wonder if he was truly that close, already. But as soon as it began twitching, she snapped up, wrapping her hand tightly around the base of Bobby's member, making him nearly jump with surprise. "Not yet! I need you hard for this..." Lola said, slowly releasing Bobby's cock before pulling off one of her gloves, pulling it around Bobby's eight-incher. She carefully, torturously, tied it into a pretty bow around the base of his cock, preventing any cum from escaping, or more importantly, blood from retreating. Satisfied with her work, Lola looked up at Bobby again, who was by now dazed out of his mind that this was all happening. "See? Look how pretty it is, now!" Lola said, punctuating the development by giving the tip a big, long kiss. Bobby shuddered.

Lola stepped back, now that Bobby's hard on was nice and secure. "Can't get this all dirty..." Lola said teasingly as she unzipped the side of her pageant dress, peeling it off of her body before letting it drop to the ground beneath her. Her breasts weren't much to look at, still being six and all, but her panties were a pearly shade of white, frilled at the edges and revealing some of her smooth skin beneath them. Her panties, especially, seemed much too lewd for a six year old, showing most of her pubus and a bit of her labia beneath it, but they, too, were soon to fall. Unbuckling them from her garterbelt, she turned around so that her ass was facing Bobby. She wanted him to see every moment of this.

Lori wasn't even holding onto Bobby's shoulder's anymore, he was barely resisting. By now, he seemed almost hypnotized by the show before him, making what Lola was about to do all the more painful from Lori's perspective. Lola's thumbs were each hooked into her underwear, and she slowly pulled them down her hips. The contours of her soft, supple ass were revealed first, nearly as pearly white as the panties that hid them. Not long after, her puffy lips showed themselves, Lola swaying her hips suggestively as she continued to pull down her undergarments, the lacy article now around one of her ankles as she sauntered over to Bobby once more. For the first time, Lori felt genuinely threatened by the six year old. She was good at this. Too good.