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The Evans Cousins Chapter 3


All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.


The Evans Cousins
Chapter 3

The next morning after breakfast, Greg steered Cheryl away
from the group unobtrusively. Once they reached the living
room, Cheryl reached up, put her arms around his neck, and
kissed him deeply on the lips, making sure to slip her sexy
cousin plenty of tongue.

"I'm so horny," she whispered, "can we get it on somewhere
soon?"

"Oh God," he groaned back, "I'd love to, but Mom told me to
take Jr. fishing today. Besides, I've got to talk to you."

"Who needs talk?" she giggled, slipping a hand down to
massage the front of his shorts.

"No really, it's about Jr." Greg insisted. "He knows about
us."

Cheryl was concerned, "Oh, no. Will he tell on us?"

"No, no," he said impatiently, "It's not like that at all.
In fact, he wants to get in on the act with Megan."

"Your sister?" she gasped.

"No, dummy, Megan the cow. Of course my sister. And we've
gotta help them."

"Oh, wow, neat!" Cheryl giggled again, "But how can we
help?"

"Well, I can't very well walk up to my sister and say 'Hey,
I've been fucking Cheryl and Jr. wants to fuck you.' We figure
that if you kind of brought the subject up during some 'girl
talk' it might seem more natural."

"Oh, I see, 'girl talk'. I don't think your sister will
take too much persuading, though. She seemed pretty interested
in Jr.'s package when you guys were changing."

"I think you're right. Jr. says they were making some
pretty significant eye contact last night. We've just got to
help them make more than eye contact. I'm sure she's willing,
just a little shy about sex, especially with her cousin."

"Okay, I'll see what I can stir up. I'll encourage her to
get together with Jr. But I have one condition."

"Uh, what's that?"

"As long as I get to watch."

"I think that can be arranged," Greg grinned. Then the two
shared another hot kiss before rejoining the family.

That afternoon, as Greg and Jr. were out fishing, Megan,
Cheryl and Candy climbed up in the hayloft of the barn to rest
and chat after helping Sal clean house. All day long, Cheryl had
been trying to maneuver Megan away from Candy and Sal so that
they could have their little talk, but a propitious moment never
arose. Even now, she had tried to get Megan up the stairs in the
barn without Candy, but her younger sister obstinately tagged
along.

So the conversation proceeded along normal channels,
centering on school, clothes, music and a little bit on boys,
but nothing blatantly sexual. Each girl was sprawled out on a
pile of soft, sweet hay, not really looking at the others,
aimlessly chatting while watching dust motes float around in the
afternoon heat: a truly lazy scene.

Cheryl was in the middle of describing the spring dance
when Candy raised her head up and said "Hey, what's that? Do you
guys hear something?"

A faint growling and snarling drifted up to the girls from
the floor of the barn below.

"It sounds like two dogs fighting," Cheryl said.

The girls jumped lay down on their stomachs at the edge of
the loft, poking their heads under the railing so they could look
down and see the commotion. Sure enough, Megan's golden
retriever Sam was embroiled in a struggle with a mongrel, one of
several dogs which lived on the farm as quasi-pets.

"They ARE fighting!" Candy exclaimed. "Won't Sam get hurt?"

"Naw, they're not fighting," Megan snorted, "that bitch is
in heat. Sam's gonna mount her."

"You mean they're gonna fuck," Cheryl smirked.

"Oh, wow," Candy giggled.

"Shut up," the two older girls said in unison.

Wordlessly, the three girls watched as Sam chased the bitch
in a tight circle, pawing and sniffing at her rump. Finally the
bitch settled down and planted her hind legs apart. Sam
immediately climbed aboard, pulling at her flanks with his front
paws while hunching his hindquarters into hers. Eventually he
settled his dick into her and started humping rhythmically.

Although none of the three could actually see the
penetration from above, each girl shivered involuntarily as dark
thoughts of sexuality obscured their minds. Cheryl thought back
to getting humped by Greg, then thought ahead to making it with
him doggie style. In fact, that was what she wanted right now:
a hard, animalistic fuck.

Candy also thought about last night. Then, just as now,
she was merely a passive voyeur. The only difference was that
last night she could stroke her sweet pussy while observing the
action. Now she could only grind her clothed mons against the
floor of the hayloft.

Megan also was turned on by the sight below, but for
different reasons than the other two. She also ground her hips
against the floor, wishing she could shuck her jeans and
masturbate...or better.

Soon, Sam reached a climax. His hips speeded up to a blur,
then jerked almost to a complete halt. The bitch was still
fastened securely to him, they had gotten into a tie, but it
didn't last long. Sam tried to dismount a little too soon and
ended up with one hind leg comically cocked over the bitch's
back, stilled joined to her at the groin. But the knot in his
doggy cock went down enough for them to pop loose. The bitch
immediately trotted away, and Sam settled down on his side to
lick and clean his long, pink dick.

The sight of his organ burned into the minds of the three
girls, as they heaved a collective sigh and crawled back to their
piles of hay. "Wow," said Megan, "was that ever heavy duty."

"Yeah," Cheryl agreed, "I've never seen people do it, but
if it's half as erotic as that was, it must be amazing."

"Oh, it is," blurted Candy, without even thinking.

"What?!?!" her sister and cousin chorused.

"I mean, it must be. I mean... oh, I don't know what I
mean."

Megan asked "When did you ever see to people making it?"

"Yeah, exactly when?" Cheryl pressed, having a sneaking
suspicion as to what the answer would be.

Candy looked her sister in the eye and saw that Cheryl knew
"Last night," she said in a small voice.

"Oh, great," Cheryl snorted, "my sister the voyeur!"

"What?" Megan pleaded "Who did she see? What's going on?"

"Go ahead and tell her."

"Last night, I accidentally saw Cheryl and, um Greg, uh,
doing it behind the crib."

"Really?" Megan hooted, "Oh, wow. Neat!"

"Neat?" Cheryl asked.

"Well, yeah. It's just, um, I kind of like Jr. And if you
and Greg... if it's okay... then maybe, you know..." Megan
trailed off, embarrassed.

"No, that's great," Cheryl said, "That's what I've been
wanting to talk to you about all day, but I didn't want to say
anything in front of the brat."

"Hey!" Candy said indignantly.

Cheryl went on, ignoring her, "Greg told me this morning
that Jr. wants you, too. They asked me to set it up with you.
No, that's cool, Megan. Go ahead. Confidentially, it's a
blast."

"But what about me?" Candy wailed, "Who do I get to fuck?"

Startled by the question, Cheryl and Megan looked at each
other, then turned back to Candy. Cheryl hesitated, looked like
she was going to say something, opened her mouth and...

"CHERYL! CHERYL EVANS! Come on down and help your old
aunt fix supper." It was Aunt Sal, calling up from the barn door.
Cheryl looked back at Candy, shrugged, and scampered down the
steps.


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