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.