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.
CHAPTER FOUR
After their wild adventure, Marsha and Linda were no longer just cousins – or even merely lovers – they were best friends. One evening Marsha was staying over at Linda's house. The late night talk turned to sex, the way it so often did.
"You know," Marsha said to her cousin, "I've sucked and fucked my share of guys, but when I started hitting on my own family it was like starting all over again. I really wonder if I could make it with an outsider again and get off enough to make it worth my time."
"That's what they say about incest," Linda replied. "Once you start, you can't stop."
"Who says?" Marsha asked with keen interest.
"The books I've read about it," Linda answered with a studious tone. "Some experts claim that one of every four families have members getting it on with each other. It's actually quite common."
"No shit?" Marsha sighed in wonder. "Maybe I'll have to read more books."
"You don't need to read about it," Linda laughed. "You're already one of the statistics."
"Look who's talking," Marsha giggled. "Each of us is one for the books."
Linda nodded. Then turned serious. "The only question now," she said to Marsha, "is, what's next for us? Now that we've both fucked each other and Jerry, where do we go from here?"
"Uh-oh, I know that look in your eye," Marsha told her cousin. "You're getting at something, aren't you, Linda?"
"It's only logical that we take the next step," Linda stated calmly. "Now that we've passed the point of no return, we might as well take advantage of it and go all the way with this thing. After all, we've only scratched the surface of what's possible."
"So there's somebody else in the family you've got the hots for, huh?" Marsha bluntly asked. "That's what you're trying to tell me, isn't it?"
"Me you any different?" Linda said, answering her cousin's question with one of her own.
"No," Marsha admitted. "My pussy gets wet every time I think about making it with my brother Tad. His cock is huge!"
"Mmmm, that's just who I was thinking about," Linda revealed. "I've had a crush on Tad ever since I was a little girl. Now that I know what it's all about, I'd fuck him in a minute."
"If he were in town," Marsha sighed with regret, reminding Linda that Tad was off at college. "In the meantime, though, how do we keep busy?"
"I know," Linda said. "What we'll do is write down the names of who's available on slips of paper, then each take one from a hat to find out who we should fuck next."
"I'm game," Marsha declared, readily agreeing to go along with her cousin's kinky plan.
A few minutes later and the cousins had each drawn a family member's name. They both grinned as they unfolded the pieces of paper.
"I've got your dad," Linda spoke first.
"And I've got yours," Marsha answered. "Is that wild? We're going to fuck each other's father. Who goes first?"
"Well," Linda said slowly, "we are at my house, after all. And my father's name is on your slip of paper. And he is just downstairs, all by himself in his workshop…"
"I'm way ahead of you," Marsha eagerly interrupted.
"You're going to do it then?" Linda bubbled. "Right now?"
"Just try and stop me," Marsha firmly replied. "Is that all you're wearing?" Linda called as her cousin started for the door.
"Know any better way for a girl to give her uncle a hard-on than showing up in his workshop in her thinnest nightie?" Marsha answered.
Linda said she guessed she didn't. And then her cousin was gone on her incestuous mission.
Marsha slipped down the stairs after checking to see that her Aunt Rose was asleep. The house was quiet and dark except for the hum and glow from the workshop in the basement.