Chapter 5
The more Sandy thought about the example of brother-sister incest that Mary Ann had set, the more she bumped against the same conclusion. There just didn't seem any other way to satisfy her curiosity.
"I've just got to come right out and ask Mary Ann for myself how it happened with her and Mike," Sandy told herself. "Get her to tell me how I can do the right things to make Vince fuck me."
Sure, Sandy realized, it wouldn't be easy to admit how she'd spied on her cousins. Mary Ann might really be pissed off at first and try to cut her off cold. But it was a risk she'd have to take in order to find out what she wanted to know.
"After all, we're best friends, aren't we?" Sandy reasoned. "Best friends always snoop in each other's business, don't they? Mary Ann'll understand. She has to."
Mary Ann guessed that sometimes she was just too nice for her own good. Losing her cherry to her brother hadn't changed that. Try as she might, she just couldn't help feeling guilty about stealing Mike away from Sandy.
"She's my best friend," Mary Ann thought, "and I went behind her back. Sure, I know she can have any boy she wants ... but when I watched her fucking Mike, it was like he was something really special to her. Poor Sandy, she's got to be wondering why Mike hasn't come back for more."
Mary Ann tried imagining what might happen if she told her cousin the truth. Would Sandy understand?
"If only," Mary Ann murmured, "Sandy had a thing about her brother Vince the way I do about Mike. That'd make it so easy."
Not likely, though, Mary Ann suspected. All she'd ever heard from Sandy about Vince was how he'd taken the car when it was her turn to use it because his own heap was broken down again, borrowed money that he'd never paid back, been rude to her friends-in other words, typical brother-and-sister stuff. Nothing like the way Mary Ann felt about Mike.
The problem, of course, was that while ignoring her own brother, Sandy felt the same way about Mike that Mary Ann did. Which meant that for the first time in their friendship they were truly at odds.
"I've just got to tell Sandy the truth about Mike and me," Mary Ann said, reaching the only conclusion she could in good conscience.
"It won't be easy, but it's the right thing to do."
They usually met each other at the corner and walked to school together. But in the past week they'd gone their separate ways-until today, approaching the corner from opposite directions, they caught sight of one another and warily measured their steps, like gunfighters at high noon.
When they'd finally closed the distance between them, Sandy and Mary Ann hesitated before making eye contact. By now, neither could help sensing that she wasn't the only one with something important on her mind.
"I-I've got to talk to you about something ..."
They'd both said it at the same time. That broke some of the tension. Now they laughed together, like the old friends they were.
"Listen," Sandy suggested, "something tells me that we both have something to get off our chests that'll take longer than it does to just walk to school. What do you say we play a little hooky?"
Mary Ann nodded in agreement.
"My place or yours?" Sandy asked.
Mary Ann said either was okay. They went to Sandy's because it was closest, and because her parents were out of town. They'd have the house to themselves.
On the way, their conversation was spotty, each absorbed in her own thoughts. When they arrived, Sandy fidgeted for a moment and asked her cousin if she wanted a drink. Said her parents had so much liquor in their cabinet they'd never miss it.
"But it's nine o'clock in the morning," Mary Ann noted.
"Something tells me we need it anyway," Sandy matter-of-factly replied.
She went to the liquor cabinet. Knowing nothing about mixing drinks, she just poured something from the nearest bottle into a couple of glasses. "Down the hatch," she said. They awkwardly clinked their glasses together. Sandy drank hers down first, her eyes ediately watering. Mary Ann winced, swallowed, then winced-some more. "Poison," she muttered. "But you gotta admit," Sandy drawled, "it kinda knocks you on your ass, doesn't it?" She flopped down in the nearest chair, her skirt flying up so her panties flashed before the hem settled at the tops of her thighs. She'd brought the bottle with her, and poured herself another drink. This one went down easier, Slumping farther down in her chair, Sandy propped a foot up on the coffee table.
"Here, now you have another one," she Wearily said, offering the bottle to Mary Ann. "No fair me being drunker than you."
Mary Ann made herself drink some more. Then she was glad she had. The alcohol had a settling effect on her case of nerves. Suddenly she'd settled into the chair across from her cousin, almost a mirror image of Sandy.
"Let's just keep passing the bottle back and forth until we're ready to talk," Sandy suggested.
Mary Ann agreed, so they drank and looked at each other, getting drunker with every swig. Drunk enough for Sandy to eventually break up with a fit of the giggles.
"You little devil," she said playfully to Mary Ann. "Damned if you're not peeking up my dress."
"How can I help it?" Mary Ann just as playfully answered. "You're sure showing me plenty."
"Now that you mention it, so're you," Sandy slurred, squinting her eyes as she leaned forward. "Let's see ... uh, yellow panties with, yeah, a little bit of lace around the crotch. Very cute."
"Yours are blue," Mary Ann merrily shot back. "No lace, but I think I see something else down there."
"You mean like a little bit of pussy hair?" Sandy teased. "Here, wanna see more?"
She reached down, nudging the crotch-band of her panties slightly aside. A curly clump from her cunt bush bristled into view.
"Jeepers, I wish my pussy was like that," Mary Ann woozily sighed. "My pussy's almost as hairless as a little girl's."
"Oh, lemme see," Sandy enthusiasticaly suggested. "I'll show you more of mine if you show me yours."
As Sandy pulled her panties farther to one side, Mary Ann tugged at hers for the first time. Sandy's cunt was nothing short of a hairy jungle. But her cousin's pussy, except for a few delicate strands of floss, was as smooth as a baby's bottom.
"Mmmra, your pussy's just adorable, Mary Ann," Sandy murmured. "Believe me, you don't have anything to be ashamed of. It's just as beautiful cunt."
"That's the way I feel about yours," Mary Ann murmured back, as the two girls stared between one another's spread thighs.
They had, of course, seen plenty of one another's pussies when each had spied on the other fucking Mike. But this was different. This was just girl-to-girl, no boys to distract them.
"Well," Sandy purred, "if I'm so crazy about your pussy, and you're so crazy about mine, maybe we can do something about it."
"You're drunk," Mary Ann snickered.
"Not as much as I am horny," Sandy confessed. "Never thought I'd say this to another girl, but, damn, do I wanna eat your cunt."
"Is that all?" Mary Ann axiously asked.
"Wanna eat your cunt while you eat my cunt."
"Sixty-nine?"
"Just between us girls. What do you say, Mary Ann?"
Mary Ann stood up, having unfastened her skirt beforehand so it fell to the floor as she rose to her feet. Then she unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it down her slender shoulders until it also settled on the carpet. She still had on her bra and panties, her tits heaving in the former and her wet pussy soaking the latter.
"Now it's your turn to catch up with me," Mary Ann told Sandy.
Eager to follow suit, Sandy also dropped her skirt. Next, she pulled her sweater over her head and cast it aside. But, unlike her cousin, she wore no bra. Her large tits swung free, the nipples as red and plump as ripe strawberries.
"I'm one up on you now," Sandy teased, cupping her bare tits so their stiff tips pointed at Mary Ann.
Keeping up, Mary Ann promptly unhooked her bra and let it fall away. Although not as big as her cousin's tits, her tits were perfectly shaped. And if Sandy's nipples were strawberries, Mary Ann's were rosebuds.
"Mmmm, aren't we gorgeous?" Sandy cooed, breaking whatever tension still remained in this, the first lesbian encounter between the two best friends. "And now for the best part ... pussy ... sweet, sweet pussy."
They closed the distance between them. Then their mouths met. They were passionately kissing as they reached down and began peeling away one another's wet panties.
When the kiss broke, the cousins were stark naked, the hairy cunt of one rubbing against the nearly bald cunt of the other. Fate brought their clits into contact immediately, with equally immediate results..
"I came ... just came, without even trying," Mary Ann gasped with wonder.
"Ahhh, me too," Sandy breathlessly answered. "God, are we gonna be super for each other!"
While they embraced, their knees buckled at the same time, so they dragged each other down. Then Sandy kissed Mary Ann again, easing her smaller cousin down beneath her. When the second kiss ended, Sandy licked down from Mary Ann's face to those smallish but perfect tits, then sucked back and forth betweeen the nipples.
After a flash orgasm from this stimulation, Mary Ann groaned: "Now lower, Sandy, lower."
Sandy left her squeezing hands behind on her cousin's tits and dragged her wet tongue down Mary Ann's tummy. Then she'd reached crotch-level. But for the moment Sandy skipped over Mary Ann's cunt, nibbling instead at the girl's inner thighs just shy of the ultimate target.
"You haven't even licked my pussy yet," Mary Ann gasped, "and, damned if I'm not coming again."
Her pussy bubbled, liquid pearls drooling from her pussy hps into the crack of her ass. Now Sandy licked down there, her tongue squirming between the cheeks of her cousin's ass.
"Can't stop coming now!" Mary Ann said excitedly.
As her cousin's orgasmic pussy leaked, Sandy nudged her tongue up toward the source of the flow. Finally it arrived at Mary Ann's cunt, tracing the outline of the sticky cunt hps.
"More, more!" Mary Ann begged.
Sandy gave it to her with an unexpected twist. Taking the few hairs which did grow on her cousin's cunt between her teeth, she tugged at them so the straining roots pulled Mary Ann's pussy hps well out from the sides of her slobbering cunt gash.
"Ahhh, hurts so good," Mary Ann swooned. "My poor cunt feels like it's out of control. Like I just might have a wonderful accident. Yes, lose control and ..." Her crotch bucked. Her cunt abruptly erupted in Sandy's face with a steaming, golden flow. "... Pisssss!"
At last Sandy's mouth was flush with her cousin's cunt. She took Mary Ann's piss straight down her throat, loving every bittersweet drop of it. The flow didn't stop, though, when Mary Ann stopped pissing. Now she treated Sandy to a fresh supply of pussy juice, climaxing harder than ever.
Sandy began slowly shifting her naked body around on top of her cousin. She kept her mouth planted on Mary Ann's twat while she did it, twisting her tongue inside.
"Hurry, darling, hurry!" Mary Ann impatiently urged, reaching for Sandy's approaching ass. "Give me your cunt!"
Then Mary Ann had a grip on her cousin. From there she did the rest, maneuvering Sandy to the completion of the half-circle. It wound up with Sandy kneeling astride Mary Ann's head, her cunt's hairy jaws yawning and drooling.
"Mmm, I can smell it," Mary Ann sighed, her nostrils flaring from the damp scent of her cousin's pussy. "And, wow, does it smell good enough to eat! Sit on my face, Sandy, and feed me your cunt!"
Sandy eased down, her thighs clasping Mary Ann's head. Mary Ann's tongue shot into the awaiting cunt, fucking deep into the pussy gash like an oral cock. It started pumping and Sandy climaxed on the spot, her pussy spilling its honey down her thirsty cousin's gulping throat.
"Oh, it's so sweet. Sweeter than anything I've ever tasted," Mary Ann gurgled. "And I just know your piss will be just as good."
Then Mary Ann found Sandy's piss-hole with the tip of her tongue. She probed and tickled, making her cousin's cunt shudder.
Anxious to satisfy Mary Ann's craving for piss, Sandy strained from within. It didn't take long before no more effort was required. She , relaxed and let it go, shooting a torrent of hot piss into Mary Ann's waiting mouth.
Expanding the lesbian sixty-nine, Sandy moved her tongue from Mary Ann's pussy to her asshole. Wriggling her tongue within the tight but yielding space, she began giving an expert rim-job to her first girl.
"Yes, I love it in the ass!" Mary Ann cried. "And I know you do, too!"
Mary Ann's piss-slicked tongue immediately penetrated Sandy's shitpit. The two girls were sixty-nining with their faces wedged between one another's ass cheeks, rimming away until both were joyously coming and farting at the same time.
They kept at it until they could taste each other's shit. Then they finally broke apart, falling side by side on the floor to catch their breath and regain their senses after so much nonstop coming.
"Gee, Mary Ann, if I never suck and fuck again," Sandy dreamily said, "doing it with you was enough to keep me smiling for a helluva long time."
"Then you're only halfway there," Mary Ann slyly answered.
"What do you mean?"
"What you just said."
"Yeah, if I never suck and fuck again, doing it with you-"
"See? You're only halfway there, Sandy," Mary Ann explained. "So far we've only done the sucking part. But if you're willing to go all the way, you've got the right girl."
Catching on, Sandy experienced a fresh surge of lesbian arousal that almost made her come on the spot without being touched. Suddenly, her naked cousin was more desirable to her than ever.
She panted, "God, Mary Ann, would you really let me do something like that to you?"
"Say it, Sandy," Mary Ann insisted, reversing the roles they'd had through most of their friendship."
"Really let me ... fuck you?" Sandy gulped.
Mary Ann boldly responded by spreading her legs so they straddled her cousin's hips. Fingering her pussy hps, she made them gape with invitation as Sandy looked down with open-mouthed lust.
"B-but how?" stammered Sandy. "How should I fuck you? If only we had one of those things they advertise in the back of those magazines ... a dildo."
"We don't need one," Mary Ann maintained. "We can make do with what we've got. What started all this in the first place. What could fit any better than this?"
She reached for the nearly empty bottle of booze that had originally brought down their defenses. There were a couple of inches of liquor left inside. Mary Ann treated herself to some, then passed the bottle to her cousin.
Sandy took the last drink, then looked at the bottle. As a fresh buzz took effect on her, the rounded inches of bottle's tapered glass neck started seeming very much like an acceptable subsitute for a hard cock.
Begining to stroke it as she would a hard-on, Sandy murmured, "Yeah, maybe I really can fuck you with this. It's about as long, and just big enough around-"
"Then what're you waiting for, darling?"
Mary Ann beckoned. "Fuck me, fuck my cunt!"
"Why the hell not?" Sandy said drunkenly. "If you want it, I wanna fuck you.'
She lowered the bottle neck to Mary Ann's waiting cunt and slipped the cool glass between her cousin's pussy hps, then slowly twisted it within.
"Mmmm, if I close my eyes it feels like a real cock," Mary Ann moaned. "Your cock, Sandy. It's your cock fucking my cunt, just as well as any boy could do it. Now move your cock in my cunt, Sandy ... in and out ... back and forth."
Sandy's wrist began to rhythmically jerk, guiding the tempo of the bottle neck in her cousin's cunt.
"Ooooh, Sandy, fuck it, fuck your cock in my cunt," Mary Ann swooned. "Make me come for you, darling. Make me come for the best friend any girl was ever lucky enough to have."
Sandy responded with an expert touch. Angling the neck just right as it fucked her cousin's pussy, she used the widening slope of the rest of the bottle to make rubbing contact with Mary Ann's clit. It worked like a charm.
"Faster than I expected," Mary Ann gasped. "I'm coming already!"
She writhed and bucked beneath Sandy forcing the bottle neck to piston even more rapidly in her fucked pussy. This made her come all the more, but Mary Ann still wasn't satisfied.
"Suck my titties while you're fucking me," she urged Sandy. "Yes, suck me, fuck me ... ooooh, that's the way ... suck and fuck, fuck and suck. God, what coming!"
But Mary Ann's nonstop climaxing wasn't the only orgasmic story. So excited by her cousin's response was Sandy that her runaway emotions started having the same effect on her senses as the sucking and fucking did on Mary Ann. Without any direct stimulation, she was on the verge of coming, herself.
"Hang on, angel, you've got company," Sandy blurted out. "Believe it or not, I'm coming, too!"
She bucked and writhed along with Mary Ann. And in the midst of the orgasmic frenzy, Sandy couldn't resist actually trying to force the large end of the bottle into her own cunt. But it was too much. Suddenly the glass shattered.
Jumping back, Sandy stared at her bloodied hand. Then her eyes dipped between her cousin's spread legs, where the broken bottle neck jutted from Mary Ann's cunt.
And then the cousins made eye contact. They'd come so close to disaster, and yet ...
"It was fantastic!" Mary Ann gasped as Sandy nodded in total agreement.
And then Mary Ann removed the shattered cock-substitute from her fucked cunt and offered the unbroken end to her cousin, the glass glistening withpussy juice. Sandy took it and sucked it. In return she offered her bloody fingers to Mary Ann, who eagerly licked them clean.