FOREWORD
"Normal" is a frequently used word, yet a word whose exact meaning is as elusive as the term "perverse". What those two words imply seems to vary from nation to nation, from community to community, from person to person.
Among one African tribe it is considered obscene to expose one's back to others. In many Eskimo communities it is the height of hospitality for a man to offer his wife to a guest.
Marsha Cole and her cousin, Linda, appear to be two average middle-class Americans. Yet the two of them indulge in behavior that many others would consider abnormal; indeed, the two of them commit what, in many societies, is among the oldest taboos known to man. But who is to say whether either or both are normal or perverse?
NAUGHTY HORNY COUSINS -- a novel of major interest to any who hope to find and define their own standards of correct behavior. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Marsha Cole loved to fuck. And, although she was not yet out of high school, she had done it plenty. Cocks were her hobby.
She had fucked classmates and strangers, anybody who seemed willing. Even four sailors at once on a wild night when she had let herself be gang-banged.
However, Marsha's sex life was not complete, as far as she was concerned. It wouldn't be until she had tried the one thing she hadn't experienced. It was just something she had to do.
Her goal? Marsha Cole would not be satisfied until she had fucked a member of her own family!
The more she thought about it the hornier she got about the idea. But at the same time her incestuous desire had the opposite effect on her feeling for ordinary guys. They were starting to turn her off. In other words, she was getting to the point where she wanted to fuck somebody from the family or nobody. It was really cramping her style.
Finally, Marsha decided to do something about her problem. She reviewed the likely prospects. Her older brother, Tad, was number one on her list. She had seen his cock when he was getting out of the shower and even limp it was especially big. Marsha guessed it went at least ten inches when it was hard. The only problem was that right now Tad was away at college.
Fortunately, though, Marsha had a cousin whom she dug almost as much as her brother. Her cousin's name was Jerry, the son of her father's brother. Marsha and Jerry were exactly the same age, sharing an identical birthday on which the whole family got together and celebrated every year. Because of this, the cousins had been thrown together since early childhood and knew each other very well.
Except that if Marsha had her way, Jerry was going to find out that he didn't know her as well as he thought he did.
One afternoon after school Marsha invited herself over to Jerry's for a swim in her cousin's pool. There was nothing unusual about this. The family ties between Marsha and Jerry were just about as close as they could be. And since Jerry's dad, Marsha's Uncle Roy, had made it big in the construction business, he was very generous about sharing his lavish house. Marsha had as full a run of his place as she did of her own home.
Now Marsha and Jerry stood beside the pool. Jerry took his shirt off to catch some sun. Marsha liked the way the muscles danced across his bare chest and back when he swung his arms. However she was a lot more interested in what the rest of him looked like naked.
"I'd better go change into a bathing suit," Marsha said to her cousin. "You going to take a dip with me, Jerry?"
"Sure. Why not?" Jerry answered with a shrug. "You know where my mom keeps her stuff. You can go borrow one of her suits while I'm putting on my trunks."
The cousins parted to go to separate dressing rooms. Marsha quickly took off her clothes, then slipped into the skimpy bottoms of one of her Aunt Rose's bikinis. However, she did not put on the halter. This she kicked under a chair so she remained nude from the waist up.
"Jerry," she called to her cousin through the thin wall between the dressing rooms, "could you come in here a second and give me a hand?"
"Just a sec," Jerry called back.
A moment later he appeared in the doorway, wearing his trunks. All that Marsha wore was the bikini bottom. She stood there facing her surprised cousin with her bare tits hanging free.
"I can't find a top to put on," Marsha cheerfully stated as though there were nothing out of the ordinary about her half-naked appearance.
"I-I thought you were dressed," Jerry stammered, his reaction to his cousin's exposed tits betrayed by the instant lump in his trunks from his stiffening cock. "M-maybe I'd better wait outside."
"Don't be silly," Marsha said. "You've got to help me look for a top. There has to be one around here someplace."
Marsha bent over at the waist to look at the floor. This pointed her ass in her cousin's direction. Now Jerry could see the bikini bottom catch between her plump ass cheeks and tug at her crotch. Wisps of brown pussy hair curled at the cutting ribbon of the taut fabric.
Jerry took a deep breath as his prick grew even harder in his trunks. He knew he should leave, or at the very least turn away, but his cock was doing his thinking for him at the moment, and he did neither. Instead he just kept staring at the scarcely covered view of his stooping cousin's ass and pussy, feeling his self-control melting while temptation mounted.
Meanwhile, Marsha spotted something under a chair. She reached for it, then stood and turned around to face Jerry, brushing her tits against his chest.
"Here's the top to the bathing suit!" she smiled, the garment in her hand. "Help me put it on, Jerry."
She handed the halter to her cousin. He was so nervous that he dropped it. Both he and Marsha bobbed down together to get it, their foreheads meeting. Suddenly Marsha kissed him.
"What'd you do that for?" Jerry gulped after abruptly straightening up.
"It just came over me," Marsha giggled. "You know, this is a funny thing to be saying to my own cousin, but you're cute. Bet a lot of girls would kiss you if you gave them half a chance. They might even go further than that."
Marsha paused, as her cousin blushed.
"Do you ever give them the chance, Jerry?" she purred.
"I-I'm kinda shy around girls," Jerry stuttered. "Always seem to get in my own way when I'm around them."
"Maybe you need some lessons," Marsha said. "C'mon, put your arms around me. Let me show you how to kiss."
When Jerry didn't move, Marsha snuggled up to him, pressing her bare tits against his chest so he could feel her nipples throb. Then she folded his arms around her waist, placing his hands on the cheeks other ass.
"Now, just lean your head down a little bit so your lips touch mine," Marsha murmured, "and the next thing you know..."
They were kissing again. This time Marsha used her tongue, filling her cousin's mouth with it. Down below she could feel the pulsing bulk of Jerry's cock and balls against her lower belly.
"Mmmm, that's better. Much better," Marsha sighed when the second kiss was broken. "You're learning fast, Jerry. Now, the next time use your hands while we're kissing. Don't be shy about where you touch me."
There was another kiss. This time it was Jerry's tongue that did the darting. And one of his hands slipped under Marsha's bikini bottom so it clasped her bare ass.
After this kiss ended Marsha was even bolder than before.
"Undress me," she told her panting cousin. "A girl is always hotter for a guy when she's naked for him."
"Are you sure this is what you want me to do?" Jerry rasped.
"Just strip me and you'll find out all about what I want," Marsha cooed, placing her cousin's hands on her hips so he could effortlessly pull down her bikini bottom.<
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Jerry closed his eyes, grabbed the fabric, and jerked his wrists. He could hear Marsha chuckle as the bikini bottom melted away. When he reopened his eyes she wore nothing but a grin.
"Like me?" she asked in a whisper that was as sexy as her nude body.
"Jesus, yes," Jerry panted with excitement, his rigid cock pushing put the front of his trunks so far that there was a pink flash of his quivering balls.
"Now it's my turn to strip you," Marsha said. "I just know your prick is absolutely huge."
Jerry stood there like a statue, while his trunks were lowered. No girl had ever seen his cock when it was hard. He hoped he wouldn't be too embarrassed.
"Oh, my God, it's a monster!" Marsha joyously exclaimed. "What a big, big prick!"
Jerry looked down at his jutting cock as though he'd never seen it before. He was just in time to watch Marsha take his prick in her mouth as she knelt before him.
"I've never had a girl suck me before," Jerry blurted out after his cousin had folded her soft lips around the knob of his prick.
"I can tell," Marsha replied with a mouthful of cock. "You're way too tense. Relax. Believe me, this isn't gonna hurt."
She started jogging her lips in the notch where her cousin's foreskin joined his cock-head. Jerry felt something snap inside him and his knees turned to jelly. Butterflies flew in a blizzard in his stomach. There was a weird sensation at the pit of his crotch, as he gritted his teeth and saw the room dance before his eyes.
"I'm coming!" he gasped in wonder. "Coming already! Right in your mouth, Marsha, right in your mouth!"
Marsha's reaction was to deep-throat her cousins's spurting cock to its thick root and gulp down the flood of hot jizz as fast as she could. By the time Jerry's climax was over, she had swallowed almost every drop of cock-juice. What was left dribbled down her chin.
"That was fast," she gurgled, strands of cum connecting her lips as she spoke. "I hardly had time to get set to drink it all."
"Sorry I got off so quick," Jerry apologized sheepishly. "I'm not used to this. Like I told you about me and girls... well, you know... I'm just used to jerking off."
He took another one of the deep breaths that were becoming a regular habit for him.
"You don't hold it against me that I'm cherry, do you?" he anxiously asked Marsha.
"I love it," Marsha answered with a sticky grin. "That way I can teach you all the right things to do. We're just getting started."
"Gee, I dunno," Jerry muttered. "I just came pretty hard and my cock probably can't get up again..."
"Oh, no?" Marsha laughed. "Just look." Jerry glanced at his crotch. His dripping prick was stiffer than ever, stabbing up in the air at a forty-five degree angle.
"Wow!" Jerry declared, clearly impressed by the continuing power of his cock. "After I jerk off my prick usually goes down just like that."
"You're not jerking off anymore," Marsha noted the obvious. "This is the real thing."
Then Marsha moved backward toward a cot. She slithered onto it and spread her legs. Her hands were at the crux of her thighs, fingering her pussy lips wide open. Female honey oozed from the pink slash of her yawning cunt and drooled down the split of her ass.
"Fuck me, Jerry!" she called to her cousin.
Jerry walked over to where Marsha lay. He gripped his straining cock as if he feared it would fly off his crotch if he didn't hold it in check. Clearly he was nervous about what he should do next.
"It's my first piece of ass," he reminded Marsha as he hesitated.
"It's just like going swimming in cold water," Marsha said. "You've got to plunge right in. Then everything warms up right away."
Jerry lowered himself onto the cot, carefully sliding his hips between Marsha's parted thighs. He eased his belly against hers, his chest flattening her tits. She raised her knees and rubbed his cock and balls with her furry pussy.
"Now we're ready," Marsha whispered hotly in Jerry's ear. "Time to stick it in. Stick your cock in my cunt so you're finally fucking me."
She reached down and guided her cousin's cockhead into her waiting cunthole. The fit was perfect -- a big prick and a tight pussy. When Marsha bucked her hips she suddenly had ten inches of thick prick inside her.
"Aaaahhh, that's it," Marsha moaned. "Your whole cock in my pussy. Now move it... yes, in and out, back and forth. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."
"God, it's so easy," Jerry sighed. "Your pussy feels like it was just made for my cock."
"Oh, it is, stud, it is," Marsha moaned some more, wiggling her ass. "You're doing just perfect. Fucking me sooo goooooood."
"Are you gonna come?" Jerry asked.
"Mmmmm, I already am coming," Marsha answered huskily. "It just hit me."
She wrapped her legs around Jerry's waist, rocking him in the cradle of her thighs so his prick pumped her pussy with repeated thrusts. The constant friction in her cunt kept her climaxing until she was almost delirious with pleasure. When the orgasmic spell finally snapped, Marsha greedily urged her cousin to start all over again.
"I'm fucking you as hard as I can," Jerry told her. "What else can I do?"
"Suck my tits to go along with your cock in my cunt," Marsha instructed. "That'll get me going again."
Jerry lowered his face to Marsha's lush tits, running his tongue from nipple to nipple. Her nipples were stiff, red and sweet. Jerry took one in his mouth and bathed it in spit. Marsha quivered.
"Feels super," she murmured. "Now do the same thing to my other tit."
Jerry sucked the second nipple. Marsha kept quivering and murmuring.
"Now suck them both at the same time!" she requested.
Jerry pushed his cousin's tits together. His mouth closed over both nipples at once, massaging them with his tongue.
"I'm almost ready, to come again," Marsha announced. "Do something with your hands while you're sucking and fucking me and you'll push me over the edge for sure."
Holding both nipples in his mouth at the same time his prick jerked in her cunt, Jerry ran his hands down Marsha's hips until they reached her ass. He pulled the cheeks apart and dug into her crack. His two forefingers met at her asshole and tickled the pouting brown eye.
"Inside me," Marsha called. "Stick your fingers in my ass."
Jerry forced both fingers in the tight opening to their first knuckles.
"Deeper," Marsha urged.
The two fingers moved as one, stretching the ass canal until they were buried.
"Move them," Marsha panted.
Jerry began finger-fucking his cousin's ass, matching the rhythm of his cock in her cunt. And he still kept sucking her nipples. "That's what I need," Marsha groaned with delight. "Just what I need to come some more." She was climaxing again, stronger than ever.
Said she felt like she was flying, as she took Jerry's prick in her pussy, his mouth on her tits and fingers in her ass.
However, by this point, Marsha was not in the mood to fly solo. She wanted Jerry to join her. "It's your turn to come now!" she excitedly told him. "Fill my pussy with your hot jizz!"
This was just what Jerry was waiting to hear. He had been holding back as long as possible, trying to make up for the way he'd jumped the gun when he'd come so quickly in Marsha's mouth during the earlier blow-job.
"All right!" Jerry rasped. "Here I go!" He jammed his cock to the root in Marsha's cunt, twisting the head at her spasming depths.
"Come! Come! Come!" Marsha was now chanting.
And come Jerry did. His prick exploded with a torrent of scalding cream. One spurt after another bloated his cousin's cunt.
"Don't know where I'm getting all the jizz," Jerry gasped. "I've never come this much."
"Just keep it shooting as long as you can," Marsha answered. "There's no such thing as too much cum."
By the time Jerry's prick had delivered its final burst, Marsha's cunt was overflowing. The milky goo welled at the rim of her cock-stuffed cunt and trickled down her loins.
"Mmmmm, I'm a mess," Marsh
a giggled to Jerry. "Just feel."
She took her cousin's hand and placed it at the leaking connection of cock and pussy. It was like a miniature swamp down there, with the hair of both crotches matted with the excess cream.
Finally Jerry withdrew his hand. His fingers dripped with jism.
"Taste it," Marsha told him.
"My own cum?" he answered hesitantly.
"Sure. Haven't you ever wondered what it's like?"
Jerry gulped, "Yeah, but..."
Before he could finish speaking, Marsha pushed his sticky fingers into his mouth. Jerry took a short suck, then a longer one. His fingers emerged clean.
"Not bad," he admitted. "Kind of sweet."
"Even sweeter when you lick it out of a cunt you've just fucked," Marsha said. "Know what I mean?"
"You want me to go down on your pussy while it's still full of my cum?" Jerry replied, back to gulping.
"Won't take no for an answer," Marsha insisted.
Then she scooted back so her cousin's prick left her pussy. She pulled her knees against her tits so her crotch flexed between her raised thighs. Her cunt resembled a creamy wound, bleeding cum.
"Eat me Jerry, eat me," she commanded her cousin.
Jerry licked. Ns lips. And then he was there, feasting on Marsha's oozing pussy.
"Give me your tongue," Marsha called. "All the way up my cunt."
Jerry did as he was told. As his long tongue probed Marsha's cunt, his jizz was funneled into his mouth and he drank it thirstily.
Then Jerry had sucked all of the available jizz from Marsha's cunt and was swallowing something even sweeter -- pussy juice. For now Marsha's cunt was producing fresh honey with seeping spasms.
"You've got me coming all over again," Marsha told her tongue-fucking cousin. "Coming right in your mouth."
Jerry reacted with one deep slurp after another. The pussy juice he wasn't swallowing dripped from his chin.
Then Jerry took things a step further. Taking charge of the action for the first time, he swiveled his tongue in Marsha's cunt as he swung his body around on top of her. He wound up straddling her head, his cock and balls in her face.
"Mmmmmm, a sixty-nine," Marsha voiced her approval. "Jerry, you're learning fast."
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