Chapter 8

Linda Morgan was upset with her young cousin. Had she been capable of real anger, it would have been directed at Beth Porter for suggesting that Ted was even considering the dreadful thing the girl had so vividly described.

"Ted's eighteen years old, Linda," Beth had argued in their conversation following the interrupted dessert. "You're still a kid. If he does anything to you, It'll be both rape and incest."

Linda had shaken her head firmly, her baby face determined. "I know what rape is, Beth," she reminded the girl. "Everyone thinks I'm stupid, but I know a few things. Ted would never make me do something I didn't want to do. As for the part about incest, I don't care. I've wanted Ted to love me for ages."

"We're not talking about love, darn it!", Beth exclaimed. "He wants to screw you. Don't you understand that?"

"And what's wrong with that?" Linda rejoined. Her shoulders shook with a little shiver of anticipation, making her small breasts tremble under the thin blouse. "Don't you ever want to let Clyde do it to you?"

Beth framed a shocked protest that became, instead, a mysterious smile of possible admission. Her tongue made a sensuous circuit of the red oval, finally curving its pointed tip upward as she studied her cousin's questioning face. The eyes, long-lashed and posing a question of their own, moved down to study Linda's thrusting tits, tracing the outline of their tiny nipples through the clinging blouse.

"Do we really need our brother's for what we're both thinking about?" she asked in a hush voice. "Couldn't we have fun without them?"

Linda stared at the girl with a confused frown. "I don't understand," she answered hesitantly. Seeing the direction of Beth's stare, her own eyes dropped to peer at the little tips that punched the thin fabric. "Do you like my titties?"

I'd like to see them without that blouse," Beth responded. Her lashes flickered their excitement. "Did you ever have another girl play with them?"

Linda seemed unsurprised by the query, shaking her head as she answered. "No. But it sounds interesting." Her fingers toyed with the top button. "Would you like to play with mine?"

Beth's blonde hair bobbed an admission. "It's more fun when we play with each other's," she observed, taking a step toward the twin beauties that were revealed by the slowly opening blouse. "Why don't we both get undressed?"

Agreeably, Linda shrugged off the blouse, the small breasts tightening with her movements, and began unzipping her short skirt. Beth stared with mounting excitement as the bikini panties were pushed down and she saw the chestnut curls of her selected target.

In moments, both girls were naked, their clothes left in two careless heaps as Beth drew the blonde nymphet against her own eager flesh. Linda gasped as their breasts met, pressed and yielded to their firm counterparts. Her hands explored the curve of a delightfully rounded ass. She stared at her cousin with wide eyes.

"Are you going to do what Ted did?" she asked innocently.

Beth's fingers tightened on a deliciously slender waist. "What did Ted do?" she asked, anticipating the answer.

"He stuck his tongue in my pussy," was the naive reply. "It felt so good, I couldn't stop coming."

"Why don't you pretend that I'm Ted?" Beth whispered, moving her torso to rub her tingling tits against the swollen tips of the girl's firm breasts. Her own pussy was shivering with anticipation. If she could persuade Linda to use that dainty tongue on it, she would give her cousin a muff job she would never forget.

Linda's response was one Beth had not expected. "I don't like pretending," the girl murmured. She moved her furry crotch against Beth's plump labial mound. "Why can't we just be ourselves?"

Beth answered the delicious pressure by working her agile hips, increasing the pressure of the two young cunts. "Will you do what I ask you to?" she demanded huskily.

The brown head bobbed an eager assent, and the fingers on her quivering buttocks tugged aggressively. "It might be even better with you," Linda admitted. "I could do what you're doing. That would be fun." She grinned at Beth's hot gaze. "I've often wished I could reach my own pussy and lick it."

Beth began urging her back toward the bed, grinding her furry crotch against the warm moistness of its counterpart. She moved her flat belly in a delicate massage of Linda's softer abdomen, desire hastening their awkward progress toward the waiting mattress.

Linda fell backward, pulling Beth down with her, giggling as the girl's knees forced her legs apart and the warm naked body fitted itself against hers, Beth's face hovering with an expression Linda instinctively recognized. Her giggling subsided as she felt the girl's pussy slide its yielding lips against hers, and she gave a soft gasp as Beth's clitoris, stiffened with lust, eased its throbbing erection between her sensitive labia.

She knew what it was, although she had never dreamed that she would encounter one large enough to do what Beth was making hers do. The engorged cylinder was actually sliding in and out of her pussy as the girl's hips performed a rhythmic rise and fall, and the sensation was devastatingly wonderful.

She wiggled her ass responsively, careful to keep the answering hunches short so the miniature prick would not slip out of her tangling slit. Her fingers clutched the slowly bouncing bottom, and she welcomed the parted lips that descended upon her open mouth.

Tongues touched, tentatively and cautiously, then swirled eagerly and boldly as the taste of their blended saliva heightened the desire that pounded through their writhing bodies. The kiss seemed an extension of that exquisite massage, and the two mouths worked greedily, as if anticipating the moment when they would be glued to that other opening.

It was Linda who broke away to whisper, "Let me kiss your tittie, Beth. I want to know how it feels and tastes."

The small, thin sliver of hardened flesh slipped from its cozy nest as Beth climbed from between Linda's slender legs to crawl hurriedly to the head of the big bed, turning about until she faced the foot. She leaned over Linda's face, brushing her lips across her cousin's mouth and exclaiming, "You do whatever I do!"

Linda bobbed her head in eager agreement, wetting her lips as Beth inched her body downward until the pointed tips of her young breasts offered themselves to her open mouth. Her lips closed about one succulent nipple at the same instant Beth began sucking on her left tit.

It was a new and exciting experience for Linda, for her pleasure was doubled by the thrill of that resilient finger she held between gentle teeth, flogging its pulsating tip with quick lashes of her hot tongue. Beth was sucking greedily on her own target, and the two girls began a delightful series of matching caresses, each taking her cue from the other's lips and tongue.

Beth transferred her attention to the other breast and Linda released the swollen nipple to roll her head into position to claim its equally tasty mate, licking the pliant bud before drawing it into her mouth and nursing it with hungry suction.

The blonde girl's body shifted again, her mouth trailing wetly downward to where her tongue could twist its stiffened tip into the dainty indentation of Linda's navel, her own belly contracting as she felt her cousin's tongue provide a matching caress that sent a quiver of anticipation through her aroused pussy.