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The Evans Cousins Chapter 2
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The Evans Cousins
Chapter 2
Left alone on the porch swing, Junior and Megan continued
to eye each other appreciatively, occasionally making eye
contact. They were clearly attracted to one another but not
certain as to how to proceed. After working up the nerve, Jr.
finally decided to invite his cousin to sit closer. But just as
he cleared his throat, the screen door groaned and Uncle Jim and
Aunt Sal joined them on the porch with a tray full of glasses and
a pitcher of lemonade.
"Where is everyone?" Sal asked.
"Out for a walk, I guess," Jr. replied nervously.
After pouring for the teens, Jim and Sal settled into a
couple of deck chairs with their own glasses. Moments later Candy
returned.
"My dear," Sal said to her niece "you look positively
flushed. Are you feeling well."
"Yeah, sure, fine" Candy mumbled dazedly, still recovering
from her voyeuristic orgasm. "I was just, uh, running back. I
thought I heard an animal."
Then Greg and Cheryl appeared, trying not to look like
they'd been together. But this pair of cousins also had a
slightly breathless air about them.
"Appears as though that 'animal' has been chasing
everyone," Jim remarked.
Junior and Megan exchanged looks. Their respective
siblings said nothing, and the matter appeared to be dropped.
Later, that night Jr. accosted Greg as they prepared for
bed. "What were you three doing out there?"
"Who three?" Greg said, genuinely puzzled. He could only
account for two.
"You and my sisters, Candy and Cheryl."
"I have no idea what Candy was doing," Greg declared, then
hastily added "... or Cheryl either." But it was too late, Jr.
had caught the slip.
"Oh, so you were with Cheryl. What happened?"
"Nothing."
"Oh, come on, Greg, I can smell sex a mile away, and you
guys were a lot closer than that."
"Well, maybe," Greg admitted. After all, hadn't they spied
on their sisters the previous night?
Jr. got genuinely excited. "Really, oh wow, cool. What
was it like, doing my sister, I mean, like with your cousin?"
"Pretty cool," Greg admitted, "Cheryl's one hot piece of
ass."
"How did you ever con her out of her panties?" Jr. demanded.
"No sweat, I told her I'd seen them spying on us... oh,
forgot to tell you they peeked at the pond... and sort of
blackmailed her into a show-me session. Honestly, I didn't have
to push too hard, she was hot for it."
"Far out!" Jr. said. "Greg, you gotta help me get into
Megan's drawers. I mean, fair's fair. You fucked my sister..."
"Yeah, no problem, but you gotta tell me all about it."
"Sure, but first tell me all about Cheryl."
As the two youths chatted away, Jim and Sal lay in bed
together, staring at the ceiling and idly fondling one another
while talking. Sal brought the conversation back around to the
strange behavior of the children.
"You know, those kids were acting mighty rambunctious out
by the pool. And mighty guilty when they found out I was there."
"What do you mean?" Jim asked sleepily.
"Oh, I don't know. There were really physical with each
other. I think they were teasing. In fact," she said, as a
light when on in her head, "I'll bet that's why Greg and Cheryl
acted so weird tonight."
"Huh?" Jim woke up a little at that.
"I mean, I think our boy just fucked his cousin Cheryl."
It took a second for the words to register, but immediately
thereafter Sal sensed a change in Jim: he got rock hard!
"Jim Evans!" she said, mock severely, "did the thought of
those young bodies get you hard?"
"What..? Oh, no, not at all. It was just your playing
with... and being so sexy and all."
"Bullshit, husband of mine. But since you're 'up', we may
as well put this to good use." At this, Sal lowered her head and
began to blow her husband.
As her practiced tongue fluttered up and down his rod, Jim
closed his eyes and imagined the erotic scene of Greg and Cheryl.
Then he flashed on Candy joining them. "She must have," he
thought, "she was a wreck too." Then he thought about Jr. and
Megan, his own daughter. Surely they must be, too. Suddenly,
Jim realized that he'd been idly appreciating Megan's form for
some time now. He tried to imagine what she looked like nude,
sucking her cousin's cock.
Such erotic images made his hips really start to buck. Sal
noticed this enthusiasm. She also shrewdly guessed the source.
Never one to look a gift stallion in the dick, however, she
simply climbed aboard her husband's hips and reaped the benefits
of his sex- filled mind.
"Thinking about the girls, huh," she grinned, riding up and
down.
"No," Jim gasped, without much conviction.
"Oh yes you are," she said, teasingly. "Thinking about
Cheryl. About that long brown hair tickling your belly. Those
high-setting titties like half a cantaloupe each." Jim groaned.
"Or Candy," she continued, "little blonde Candy with the
budding boobs. That sweet little ass grinding on your crotch."
She ground her pelvis down to demonstrate, and her husband
groaned again, then gasped "no".
She felt him shiver beneath her and knew she had him. Hair
like mine, so red. Tits like mine, so full. Here feel my tits,
honey. Squeeze my titties while I ride you. Oh, oh, I'm
coming, come with me!"
Sal's own talk had heated her up beyond belief. But her
trash drove her husband over the edge. With a shout of "Yes!"
he ground his fingers into her tits and buried his spurting cock
deep in Sal's spasming pussy. "Yes! Oh, baby. Yes!"
Then they both collapsed, spent. After a few minutes, as
Jim's cock shrivelled inside her and slipped out, Sal spoke
softly to her resting husband. "It's okay, baby. Those are some
sexy kids. I'm hot for the boys as much as you are for the
girls. And hell, I'd even have some fun with the girls, too.
Let's find out if they really are all fucking. Then maybe we can
do something about it."
"MMMmmmm," was his only reply, as he drifted off to sleep
thinking extremely naughty, but pleasant, thoughts.
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