Marsha just had to know the truth about Linda. At first she asked around school in an attempt to pick up some information about her supposedly innocent cousins secret life. But as far as anybody knew, Linda was as pure as the driven snow.
It didn't take long for Marsha to conclude that she was just going to have to go right to Linda if she wanted the truth. This was easier said than done, though. Linda was such a puzzle, so unpredictable. But Marsha was determined to get at the facts. When she saw Linda sitting by herself in the school library she decided to make her move.
Marsha went to where her cousin was studying and took a chair on the other side of the table. Her nose in a book, Linda didn't look up, even when Marsha cleared her throat.
"I've got to talk to you," Marsha finally whispered.
Linda ignored her.
In frustration Marsha drummed her fingers on the tabletop. Linda went on reading. Marsha realized she had to take the direct approach, force her cousin to pay attention to her.
She took a piece of paper from her notebook and wrote a message on it. Then she passed it across the table so that Linda couldn't read her book without seeing it.
The note said, "Jerry says you weren't cherry when he fucked you. I believe him. You knew what you were doing the other day. Let's be friends and talk about it."
Linda read the message without changing her expression. Then she crumpled it into a ball and dropped it into her purse. After that she got up and walked toward the restroom. When she briefly lingered at the door and shot a glance back at the table, an excited Marsha jumped up and followed her.
When Marsha entered the small bathroom her cousin was already in the single stall.
"I'll wait until you're through," she called to Linda when she heard the toilet flush.
The door to the stall swung open.
Marsha saw her cousin sitting on the toilet, her skirt and panties down. However, the flush had just been a device to attract attention. For Linda could not have been actually using the toilet for its normal purpose, since the lid was closed and supporting her bare ass.
Marsha didn't know what to think. She started to say something, but swallowed her words in surprise at what her cousin did next.
Linda kicked away her skirt and panties. Then, nude from the waist down, she spread her thighs so her hairless cunt was showing. She fingered her pussy lips apart.
As she stared between her cousin's legs, Marsha's own cunt began to tingle. From there it got warm and sticky.
"Are… are you telling me you want me to get it on with you?" Marsha gulped.
Linda didn't say anything. She didn't have to. Her inviting pussy told the story.
"I've done a lot of things," Marsha muttered, as much to herself as to her spread-legged cousin. "But I've never really made it with another chick."
Linda just kept sitting there, showing her shaved cunt.
Marsha laughed nervously. "But I guess, down deep, I've always had some dyke in me," she said.
Marsha moved toward the stall. She was so turned-on by now that she could hear her wet pussy squish every time she took a step.
Then she was there, standing before Linda. Marsha dropped to her knees. Now she was so close to her cousin's cunt that she could smell it. As her nostrils flared from the sweet scent of another girl's pussy, Marsha hungrily licked her lips.
"Got to eat it," Marsha panted.
Linda nodded in agreement.
Marsha lowered her face between her cousin's open thighs. Now her eyes were full of nothing but cunt. Her cousin's smooth pussy was the most gorgeous thing she had even seen.
Flicking her tongue out, Marsha treated herself to her first taste of someone else's pussy. It was like a drug, a drug so powerful that addiction was immediate.
Marsha drew her tongue down Linda's gash, from clit to asshole, then back up again. When her cousin sighed with pleasure, Marsha was completely sure that she was doing the right thing.
Now it was full-steam ahead. Marsha sealed Linda's cunt with her mouth, then forced her fat tongue into her cousin's delicious pussy slit.
"Ooooh, that's it," Linda moaned out loud speaking for the first time. "More, more! Fuck my pussy with your beautiful, long tongue."
Marsha made her tongue as stiff as it could get, then she pumped it like an oral cock in her cousin's cunt. Linda's pussy juice oozed in response. Marsha gulped down all the female honey she could. What she didn't swallow drooled down her chin.
Now Linda grabbed ahold of Marsha's hair. She jogged Marsha's head at the crux of her thighs, forcing the tongue-thrusts as deep as possible in her boiling pussy. It could only be a matter of seconds before Linda came.
"My pussy feels like it's going to explode in your mouth," Linda announced.
Marsha drove her tongue as far as it would go into her cousin's cunt. Then she slowly withdrew it as Linda's came, unleashing a tide of hot pussy juice.
The pussy juice spilled down Marsha's throat. She couldn't get enough of her cousin's sweet female cum. And Linda provided plenty of it, climaxing for almost a full minute.
When it was over, both cousins knew the lull was only temporary. They lusted for one another like a pair of hard-core lesbians, all-girl sex coming as naturally to them as breathing.
Now it was Marsha's turn to strip. She stood before her seated cousin and pulled her sweater over her head. She wore no bra and the nipples of her bare tits were so red it seemed as if she had colored them with lipstick.
Linda reached out to feel her cousin's perfect tits but Marsha stopped her.
"Don't touch me yet," Marsha puffed. "Let me tease you a little bit first. Get you so hot you can't stand it."
Linda eagerly nodded. "Go ahead," she panted. "Drive me crazy with your body."
Marsha's hands slid down to her waist. She unfastened her jeans with tantalizing slowness, seeming to lower the zipper a notch at a time.
Her panties showed at last. They were skimpy bikinis, slung so low that a fringe of pussy hair showed above the elastic. Marsha shook her hips and the jeans fell all the way down her legs. She stepped out of them, completely naked, except for her tight panties.
The sheer fabric of those panties hugged Marsha's crotch so snugly that the outline of her cunt was beautifully obvious. She rubbed herself through the clinging yellow nylon until it was darkened by a spreading stain of pussy juice.
Now Marsha tugged the bottom of her panties up into her gash. Popping into the open, her pussy lips glistened and throbbed. Puffs of brown hair bristled at the hollows of her crotch.
Marsha worked the ribbon of her panties in the groove of her cunt until the juice was running down her inner thighs. "If I keep this up," she chuckled, "damned if I'm not gonna make myself come."
And then come she did.
As she climaxed, Marsha quickly peeled her sopping panties away. Then she thrust her spasming cunt into Linda's face. Linda immediately started sucking, expertly prolonging her cousin's orgasm with her busy tongue.
"Oooooh," Marsha whimpered with joy as Linda ate her pussy, "keep me coming. Can't get enough of your mouth on my cunt. Your tongue's licking me in all the right places."
After several seconds of total bliss, Marsha momentarily thought that her orgasm had run its course. However, it was swiftly replaced by an even stronger climax. Marsha's cunt was now leaking so much juice that she felt, like she was pissing in Linda's mouth.
Then Linda left the toilet where she had been sitting. Her face still between Marsha's legs, she forced her cousin to the floor. Then she swung her body around, twisting her tongue in Marsha's pussy in the process.
Linda wound up astride Marsha's head, the shadow of her cunt across, her cousin's face. Marsha looked up into that vertical smile and drooled with pussy-hunger.
"Mmmm, sixty-nine," Marsha spoke directly to Linda's hovering pussy. Then she lowered the hairless cunt slit to her mouth and began fucking it with her tongue, the same as her cousin was already doing to her at the other end of the action.
The bathroom floor was hard and cold, but to Marsha and Linda it seemed like, a waterbed with satin sheets. As they sucked each other's cunt they rolled around in a writhing frenzy, taking turns on top of the sixty-nine.
They came so many, many times, usually together. For Marsha it was like a door opening to a whole new world. When she got off with a guy she was always aware of the physical differences between male and female. But a climax shared with another girl was like becoming a part of someone else. For as long as the dual orgasm lasted, they were the same person.
And, best of all, in lesbian sex the fact that your partner had come didn't mean the action had to come to a halt. There was no cock that needed time to recover after it shot its wad. Cunts could just keep going and going. One orgasm just paved the way for another… and another… and another.
"We're going to eat right through each other if we don't stop this," Linda laughed, finally ending the sixty-nine.
"Mmmm, guess I would have gone on sucking you forever," Marsha sighed, stretching out on the floor while her cousin bobbed up from on top of her.
"Suckings fine. But we don't need to get in a rut," Linda said after a pause, obviously hinting that she was ready to move on to something else.
"What are you trying to say?" Marsha asked. "This is the first time I've ever made it with another chick so you'll have to spell things out for me."
"I'll do just that," Linda chuckled. "Spell it out for you."
She went over to her purse and took out a lipstick. Then she stood before the mirror and grunted four block letters.
"F-U-C-K!" Marsha read them aloud. Then breathlessly gushed to her grinning cousin, "God, I hope you're serious, Linda, 'cause I'm ready for anything. Just show me bow to fuck you and I'll do it."
"I'm very serious," Linda assured Marsha. "Just watch."
Linda went back to her purse. The object she withdrew almost caused Marsha's eyes to pop out of her head.
"Where did you get that thing?" Marsha blurted. "It looks just like a cock!"
"It is a cock," Linda answered. "A cock for two women who want to fuck each other. It's made out of vinyl with a head on both ends so it can fit into a pair of cunts at the same time. They call it a dildo."
"Jesus! And I thought I'd been around," Marsha bubbled in wonder. "Who told you about this? Some lesbian you've been making it with? Whew, I'd like to meet her."
"So you think I'm a dyke?" Linda cut her cousin off.
"Aren't you?" Marsha gulped. Then nervously added, "I mean, listen… don't get me wrong… after today I can dig it. I mean, you know…"
"There is no other woman," Linda interrupted her cousin again. "I'm just like you. This is my first time this way." Now Marsha was really confused.
"But, jeez," she gushed. "You know all the right things to do to get me hot. And that dildo in your purse? Where did you learn it all if you're just as cherry with other chicks as I am?"
"I read about it," Linda said. "You can get more out of books than just good grades, you know. Like shaving your pussy to make it more sensitive. Or that weird stuff I pulled on Jerry and you at the pool. It's all in books. If anybody ever did it, somebody wrote about it. You just have to know where to look."
"And the dildo?"
"I saw it advertised in the back of one of my dad's sex magazines. Sent away for it."
"Have you used it on yourself?"
"You better believe it," Linda readily confessed. "Can get at least a foot of it in my cunt."
"So that's how you lost your cherry!" Marsha declared.
"No way else but," Linda giggled, clearly delighted to have someone to share her secrets with. "The blood ran down my legs in rivers. Had to burn the damned sheets. Hurt like hell. And you know what?"
"What?" Marsha anxiously asked.
"A few minutes later I was fucking myself all over again with that monster," Linda sighed. "Ever since I've been carrying it around in my purse in case I get horny. It's great just before an exam. So relaxing."
Linda paused, stroking the dildo as she trained her gaze between her cousin's legs. "But this is what I've really been waiting for," she said.
"Yes?" Marsha replied, as her cunt spasmed with anticipation.
"Another girl to fuck me while I'm fucking her," Linda purred, offering one end of the dildo to Marsha. "And now I've found her – my own cousin."
"Ooooh, have you!" Marsha squealed with delight. She brought her half of the dildo to her mouth and hungrily ran her tongue over the vinyl cock-head.
Now Linda left the whole dildo in Marsha's hands and scooted over to the bathroom door, locking it so there wouldn't be any intruders. When she returned, Marsha had lowered the mail-order prick to cunt-level.
"Can't wait to get this monster inside me," Marsha panted excitedly as she rubbed her clit with one of the dildo's cock-knobs.
"Then you go first," Linda suggested.
"Don't look until I tell you I'm ready," Marsha said. "I want everything to be just perfect when you see me."
Linda agreed and turned away.
Now Marsha slipped one of the vinyl cock-heads into the slot of her cunt. Inch after inch of shaft followed. The dildo went in easily, yet was thick enough for a tight fit.
When Marsha's pussy had taken its fill, the effect was spectacular. It wasn't just that she was stuffed with her share of the dildo. For the other half, itself the length of a normal prick, loomed from her crotch. It looked very much as if she had just grown herself a hard-on. She was delighted, stroking her new tool like it was actually part of her body.
"Now you can look at me," Marsha told her cousin.
Linda wheeled around. "Oh, my God!" she yelped. "Marsha, are you hung!"
"What'd you expect, bitch? I'm a stud," Marsha rumbled in an imitation of a guy's voice. She knelt, flexing her crotch so the exposed half of the dildo twanged like a live hard-on.
"Got to suck you," Linda vowed. "I know it's not a real cock, but I swear you'll feel it if I blow you."
"BC my guest," Marsha answered, offering her new prick to her cock-hungry cousin.
Linda pounced on the dildo, taking the head in her mouth and bearing down until she had forced it down her throat. She wound up swallowing every available inch of cock. Then she slid her lips back and forth along the shaft.
Marsha knew her hard-on was make-believe, but, damn, she thought, if she didn't swear she could actually feel the sucking female mouth on her cock-meat. Phantom balls tightened at the base of her crotch. She started rolling her hips in a reflex action, fucking Linda's mouth and feeling every surge of it throughout her entire body.
Actually, Marsha's response was not all in her mind. Because she had just as much dildo inside her cunt as in her cousin's mouth. So when there was any movement, Marsha automatically felt it at the depths of her cunt. No wonder she came.
"God, what a trip!" Marsha exclaimed to Linda. "Feels like I'm shooting a wad right in your mouth!"
Linda pretended to swallow some invisible jizz. That just made Marsha climax all the harder.
When the blow-job was over, both cousins were hornier than ever. Now Linda fell back, spreading her legs for Marsha. Her hairless cunt was wide open.
"Fuck me, Marsha, fuck me!" Linda begged. "Fuck my pussy with your big, strong cock!"
"Oh, baby, you got it," Marsha answered in a man's rough voice. "Your pretty little cunt will be so full of my hard cock you'll think I'm splitting you."
"Yes, that's it! Rip me! Rip me!" Linda cried.
Marsha fit her hips between her cousin's thighs just as so many boys had done to her. Then she fit her fat cock-head into Linda's waiting pussy. She shoved and sank her big cock in deeper and deeper until it was buried in tight pussy.
However, this was as far as the macho role playing went for Marsha. Once she had plunged half of the dildo into Linda's cunt the other half surged in her own pussy, reminding her that she was a woman. Suddenly Marsha was getting fucked by Linda just as strongly as she was giving it to her cousin.
"It's amazing!" Marsha swooned. "Like I have a cock and a pussy at the same time. Do you feel the same way, Linda?"
"Absolutely!" Linda whooped, rocking Marsha in the cradle of her thighs so the dildo sawed between their cunts. "Now, c'mon, let's bear down and see if we can come together."
"I'm ready any time you are!" Marsha declared. Linda delivered a cock-surge in her cousins' cunt. Marsha sent one back. Then the girls' crotches crunched together, hips swiveling, equal lengths of dildo twisting in each pussy.
"I'm coming!" both cousins cried in a single voice.
They kept it happening for each other, their pussies playing tug of war with the dildo. Leaking pussy juiced dripped on the floor, a brand of female cum just as thick and sticky as the male variety.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Marsha and Linda were now chanting back and forth. In their lust they couldn't stop driving one another to greater and greater orgasmic heights. They were in a world of their own.
But they should have been more careful. Their mounting cries of pleasure had carried like a siren's wail. Intensified by the echo effect of the bathroom, their sounds of fucking now filled the ordinarily quiet library. The head librarian was furious over the disturbance. She charged toward the source.
"Open up in there!" the librarian angrily ordered from outside the noisy bathroom, while beating on the locked door which was all that stood between Marsha and Linda and disaster.
"Gotta move," Marsha whispered. She pointed toward a window that was over the sink.
The girls removed the slippery dildo from their cunts and picked up their clothes. There wasn't time to both dress and escape. They had to flee in the nude.
Standing on the sink, Marsha unlatched the window. She hoisted herself onto the sill and dropped bare-assed into a walkway between buildings. A moment later Linda had joined her. Then the two cousins started running just as they heard the bathroom door burst open behind them.
Neither girl was anything like an athlete. But now they both become sprinters, twin blurs on campus, dashing so furiously that passers-by did double takes trying to decide whether what they'd seen was really a couple of naked coeds.
They made it to the gym, the perfect place to be nude. Mingling in with the sweaty members of the girls' volley ball team, they slipped into the showers and safety.
Then, as they stood under the water, Marsha and Linda looked at each other and broke up with laughter.
"Damn," Linda summed it up, "I feel like we just pulled off the perfect crime!"
Marsha happily agreed. Her only regret was that she and her naked cousin had so much company in the showers. Otherwise, they could celebrate by getting it on all over again.