Harry Stevens

Naughty horny cousins

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.