She could see the pussy juice glimmering under the fine matting. How she felt like finger-fucking herself right now in front of Kathy! But that seemed bad. The girl remembered stories her mother told her about girls who did that sort of thing. They began to like doing it and finally wound up as sluts. Marcie couldn't remember the whole thing, just the resulting discomfort she had felt when she thought about finger-fucking.

"Touch it, come on," Kathy encouraged.

Marcie did as she was told, feeling a small shock cut through her legs. She inhaled a shuddery breath, licking her bottom lip.

"Doesn't that feel wild?" Kathy asked.

"Yeah!" Marcie was surprised at the shaky quality of her own voice.

"Sometimes I put a little oil on it, you know? Then I work my fingers around in circles. Both hands when I really feel hot. Jesus, just talkin' about it makes me want to do it again."

Do it? Again? After what she'd just done with the dog? Marcie didn't know whether to laugh or simply continue to look incredulously at her cousin. She sat there cross-legged, watching the brunette fingering her pussy more rhythmically now.

"Don't you feel you're doing something wrong? I mean, it's not right, is it?"

"No, nothing's wrong with it. Nothing's wrong if the feeling's so good!"

Kathy sighed, sliding down on the bed, digging her heels into the coverlet. Marcie watched, her eyes widening as a hot flush began to radiate out from her cunt up to her tits. Oh, she was turning on! And what would be the outcome of her young lust?

CHAPTER TWO

Marcie watched as her cousin used her middle finger, fucking it all the way in, then bringing it back out. She stopped each time to give a lingering tickle to her clit. As far as Marcie could tell, there was no hint of the opening of Kathy's pussy. Even with her thighs apart like that it looked like soft unpenetrated flesh. Biting down on her lower lip, Marcie dabbed some oil on her fingers. Then, when she saw her cousin wasn't looking, she pushed her middle finger between her outer cunt-lips.