Because Marsha couldn't speak with a face full of cunt, Linda had to do the talking for both of them. "Getting off so hard!" the younger girl cried. "What a trip! Can't stop coming!" Marsha couldn't have said it better herself.
And then there were the girl's ass-fucking fathers. As they drove their big cocks in their daughters' assholes, Jack and Roy Cole started a dialogue which took its tone from their longstanding rivalry as brothers.
"Which one of us do you think can keep fucking ass the longest without coming?" Jack asked Roy.
"Why, you think you can hold off longer while you're screwing Marsha than I can balling Linda?" Roy answered.
"Sure," Jack said, "if that's what I have to do to beat you at something. I can come first or come last. Whichever way you want to play it."
"Dreamer," Roy laughed. "You've never whipped me at anything and you know it."
"But fucking our little girls is a brand new game," Jack reminded his brother. "How about it, Roy? Put your money where your mouth is."
"Okay," Roy agreed. "We'll see who can keep fucking ass the longest without coming. The first one of us who shoots his wad has to buy the other one a new set of golf clubs."
"You're on, chump."
"And no cheating," Roy warned. "We've got to keep moving our cocks in and out of the girls' asses at the same speed."
The rules of their contest set, the Cole brothers began chanting a butt-fucking rhythm.
"Push… pull… push… pull," they called to one another.
Their pricks moved with identical strokes. On "push" they hilted the daughters' shit pits, on pull they withdrew until only their cock-heads remained inside the girls. Then "push" again and matched thrusts occurred.
The pattern continued. Eventually one of the brothers would crack and owe the other a set of golf clubs as a result of being first to come in his daughter's ass. In the meantime, however, the real winners were Marsha and Linda because they were getting ass-fucked as good as it happens. No wonder they were climaxing nonstop.
And, as a result of their multiple orgasms, Marsha and Linda tugged ever harder at their father's pumping pricks with their spasming assholes. This mounting anal pressure had Jack and Roy gasping, but neither brother would give in. The pushing and pulling continued.
"Would've been easier if we'd bet on which one of us could come first," Roy admitted.
"Ah, you're on your last legs," Jack crowed. "Gonna shoot your wad in Linda's ass before I let go in Marsha's."
"Don't be too sure of that," Roy warned.
"C'mon, stop fighting it, turkey," Jack taunted. "This time you're gonna lose. All that hot cum is just boiling in your balls, aching to get out. Give up and let it go into Linda's tight, little ass. She wants her daddy's jizz so bad – don't keep her waiting. Go ahead, Roy, come in Linda's ass. Come, come."
"Only after you, Little Brother," Roy shot back. "Only after you can't stand it anymore and flood Marsha's ass with your jizz. 'Cause there's a dam between your legs that's about to bust wide open."
Overhearing all of this, Marsha and Linda had to laugh. Their fathers were carrying on like a couple of kids. And the anal friction to which they were subjecting their cocks had to tell on them very soon.
Marsha and Linda did their best to bring things to an orgasmic conclusion. Now they found themselves in a contest, too. However, their goals were just the opposite of their fathers'. Where Jack and Roy were trying to be the last to come, each girl tried to make her dad the first to shoot his wad up her ass.
The action continued, hot and heavy, pumping cocks rubbed almost raw by squeezing female asses. Something had to give.
"Can't stand it anymore!" one of the brothers finally croaked.
"Me neither!" the other one admitted.
And then Jack and Roy Cole came at exactly the same instant. There was no winner, after all. They'd ass-fucked their daughters to a dead-even tie.
All that mattered anymore was the cum which poured into the assholes of Marsha and Linda from their fathers' spurting pricks. There was plenty of it. Hot, thick jizz that mixed with the shit in the girls' bowels to create a boiling brew of liquid fire.
By the time it was over, Jack and Roy were groggy with fatigue. Their drained cocks collapsed, slipping out of their daughters' fucked asses, sticky with their own juice.
Now the two men sprawled on the grass, catching their breath. But the girls were not quite through with them. Switching partners, Marsha and Linda each sat on her uncle's face. Roy and Jack each drank his brother's cum as it leaked from his niece's creamy asshole.
So it ended this way. By now the sun had started to dip in the western horizon and the remarkable day was drawing to a close. Time to reluctantly pull the naked bodies apart and dress.
The girls and their fathers would soon be on their way back home. But all of them knew that what had happened this afternoon, as special as it was, was just a taste of the family's future.
CHAPTER NINE
Marsha was so excited that she could hardly dial the phone. It took her a couple of tries before she got the number.
"Hello, Linda?" she bubbled when her cousin finally came on the other end of the line. "Have I got news for you!"
"Gee, what's got into you?" Linda said. "You really sound hyper."
"You will be too when your hear this," Marsha promised. "Guess what?"
"From the sound of your voice, you must've just inherited a million dollars," Linda joked.
"Maybe better than that," Marsha said. "Do you know who's back in town?"
"Who?"
"My brother Tad! He just came home from college for spring break. He's upstairs in his room right now – alone in the house with me! And you know what?"
"I'm all ears."
"What do you want to bet," Marsha chuckled, "that if you get right over here the two of us will be able to do something we've always wanted to do."
"Fuck Tad?" Linda gushed with anticipation. "Absolutely! Can you picture his reaction when both of us come on to him at the same time?"
"Gosh, Marsha, sounds great," Linda said with sudden restraint. "But Tad is your brother. You ought to have first crack at that big cock of his. Are you sure you want me there cutting in on your action?"
"Two pussies are better than one," Marsha laughed. "Besides I know you're as hot for Tad as I am. You still have that crush on him, don't you, the one you've been nursing since you were a little girl?"
"Of course, but are you sure you want to be so generous with your own brother?"
"After all we've been through together," Marsha explained to Linda, "I just wouldn't feel right if you weren't there to fuck and suck Tad along with me."
"Okay, I'm sold," Linda declared. "I'll be right over!"
Ten minutes later Linda was there. She and Marsha didn't waste any time talking, they knew what they were going to do. Together they went up the stairs, ready for a new adventure.
Tad Cole was in his old bedroom. He couldn't have made things any easier for his horny sister and cousin if he'd tried. He was getting ready for a shower and had stripped down to nothing. But before he went to the bathroom he stopped in front of the mirror and admired his muscular body.
"Ah, you're looking good, stud," Tad Cole congratulated his naked reflection.
He fingered his big cock, his pride and joy. And that was when the door suddenly burst open.
"What the shit?" Tad blurted with surprise, jerking his hand from his prick as if he were letting go of a hot iron. "Sis… Linda… what're you doing here?"
"What's the matter?" Marsha chuckled at her embarrassed brother, "we catch you playing with yourself?"
Tad was temporarily speechless. He reached for something to cover himself. But Marsha pulled the robe he was trying to get out of his grasp. "Wha-what's gotten into you two?" Tad stammered as his sister and cousin stared directly at his cock and balls.