COUSIN SYDNEY 2 (story only, no sex but soo much sex next chap, PROMISE!)

Story by misfit446

Read Cousin Sydney to get caught up. I know I've been gone but I'm trying to tie up the loose ends of the stories I started. I'm sorry but I like characters. They have to have depth or I might as well forget it. You can't imagine how many stories I started, rereading them after a month or so and groaned. They were just stroke stories. I like a bit more. I hope you do too. This story has no sex but suggestions galore.

Read it, remember it and when I get the next chap up, you will enjoy it. I hope, anyway.

Here it is.

COUSIN SYDNEY 2

Both girls entered the large trailer and sat, enjoying the iced tea and listening to the adults catching up.

Chuck just munched on pretzels and his tea, oblivious to what was going on. Allie was now excited to hear what her cousin had to say about fucking and stuff.

The dialog was droll, boring and a waste of time. Though Allie did feel a burble in her tummy, being hungry and all, she kept on listening to the family history.

She noticed cousin David wasn’t present. “Where’s David?” she whispered to Sydney.

“Probably wacking off to your tits,” Sydney whispered back, giggling.

Allie wasn’t prepared to hear that and gasped. Everyone looked at her. “Um, sorry. I burped.” The adults laughed. Young Chuck guffawed.

She felt a blush creeping up her face.

“Don’t worry about it. He always is pulling his pud.”

Allie was now blushing fully.

“And he likes to watch me too.”

Allie closed her eyes, trying to stop this conversation. “He’s got a nice cock,” came a whispery breath across her ear.

“H-how big?” Allie heard herself ask breathlessly.

“Now you’re talkin’! A nice fat eight inches. I measured.”

Allie’s eyes shot open, staring at her cousin. “Y-you measured?”

“Uh huh. Nice and thick. And pretty big balls too. Bigger that my Daddy's.”

Allie closed her eyes again, feeling faint. She’d never seen her Dad naked nor Chuck. And really didn’t want to.

It was an hour before Sydney stopped her teasing. A satisfying snack was served then Dave took Chuck out on a four wheel ATV about the acres that they owned.

“Hey Aunt Fran? Why don’t you guys plant anything?” Allie asked as she put her dish in the sink.

“’Cause it’s more profitable not to.”

“Huh?”

“The government pays us not to. Helps to keep prices stabilized. At least, that’s what the county man tells us as he drops off our check every year.”

“Wow.”

“Yep. With that check and Joe’s disability check every month, we make out all right.”

Allie smiled slightly. “But . . .”

“Oh don’t worry your pretty little mind honey. SYNDEY! Take your cousin about the property, show her the barns.”

“Okay Ma. Come on Allie. Hey, can I take Dad’s truck?”

“Sure. Just be careful. Stay on the trails. No four wheeling.”

Sydney grabbed the keys and walked out. Allie winced at the heat after having come from such a nice cool environment. 'She's fucking fourteen and DRIVING??!!!'

“Come on Allie, over here,” Sydney said, walking over to a beat up Chevy truck. The doors squeaked open and both girls plopped down onto the hot vinyl bench seat. “OUCH!” Allie cried out.

“Ya gotta be careful with these old trucks. They get super hot. Scoot forward so your legs are off the seat.”

“How come you don’t?”

“Used to it I guess. Plus I couldn’t drive the truck.” The engine turned over smoothly. “One thing Daddy does best is fix cars and things. He fixed Homer’s truck a couple of times for me.”

Letting the clutch out, the truck jerked forward as Sydney turned the big wheel easily, navigating down the two rutted trail easily. The truck bucked up and down and side to side as they went deep into the property. Looking back, Allie couldn’t even see the trailers anymore.

Soon a large copse of trees came into view. In front of them were three large, dilapidated barns. “Wow.”

“This is where Daddy has his shop and keeps the equipment working.”

“What equipment?”

“We have two tractors, a combine and a thrasher.”

“Oh. But why have them? Aunt Fran said you guys don’t grow anything because the government is paying you guys not to.”

“Yep. But we might be able to grow something someday and Daddy wants to be ready.”

Sydney stopped the truck and shut the engine down. “Come on, I’ll show you.” The girls got out and walked to the first weathered structure. Though the doors were open, some of the wood slatting falling down the roof looked solid and secure. They walked into the darkened building.

It smelled of dirty, heat and oil. “Those are the two tractors,” Sydney pointed out. Allie saw two huge wheeled vehicles about the darkened area of the barn. “And over here is Daddy’s shop,” she offered, flicking a switch which lit up a bunch of florescent tubes at the other side of the building.

“Wow,” Allie said in wonder at all the machinery, tools and things about the very orderly, very clean area. “This is pretty

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