COUSIN SYDNEY 3 (F/FUTA)

Story by misfit446

This is part 3 of a five part series. I know it's been a LOOOOOONNNNNGGGG time since I posted but I've been working so hard---three series this year alone. And working thru March of next year. I got a month off so they can write more episodes so I'm trying to squeeze in typing up my writing from paper as fast as I can. Hopefully you'll refresh the story by reading the other two parts so far.

Thanks for reading.

COUSIN SYDNEY 3

The Silver Stream trailer was cool, the air conditioner working hard to keep it that way.

“So, you having fun?” Sydney asked as she walked over to the small fridge and pulling out two cans of beer.

Allie plopped down onto a couch and sighed contentedly. “Yeah.”

“Good. Here,” Sydney said, offering the beer to her cousin.

“What’s this?”

“Beer. Does a body good.”

“Really? A beer? Aunt Fran let’s you have this?” Allie asked incredulously.

“Sure. Why not?”

“But we’re underage.”

“Aww, them rules don’t mean nothin’. Do you want it or not?”

“Sure,” Allie practically shouted and grabbed the wet can. Sydney smiled and pulled the tab on her can. Allie followed. Sydney touched her can to Allie’s and gulped down a mouthful.

“Ahhhh, that’s good,” she said and belched loudly.

Allie giggled and took a sip, wrinkling her nose at the taste. She hadn’t had beer before.

“It was cool riding that ATV.”

“I bet. It vibrates you just right, huh.” Sydney giggled knowingly.

“Wha? Oh, stop,” Allie said, blushing.

“Don’t worry about it. Us girls have to get off.”

“Yeah, but you got somebody to help you.”

“You mean you never took matters into your own hands?”

“Um, well, yeah. Duh!”

Sydney howled at that and took a swig of beer. “That a girl! Now I know you want it.”

Allie sipped her beer and swallowed. “Yep. I want it. I want it bad.”

“Nuff said. What about sex do you like most?”

“Well, I haven’t had sex but I’ve seen stuff on the Internet. And I’m curious about boys.”

Sydney drained her can, crushed it into a tight ball in her rough paw and stood up. “What about ‘em? Their prods?”

“Yeah, that but I, well . . . .”

“Spit it out girl,” Sydney said as she grabbed another beer can and popped it open.

“I like balls.”

“Balls?”

“The bigger the better.”

“Hmm,” Sydney said, plopping down onto the couch, forcing Allie to steady her can from spilling. “Do you like cum?”

“Cum? Oh, boy juice.”

Sydney guffawed at that term. “Never heard that one before.”

“That’s what my girlfriends say.”

“Well, that’s city folk for ya.”

“Okay, what do you call it?” asked Allie.

“Hmm, cum, spooge, or how about dick batter.”

Now Allie guffawed and took a deep swig of her beer. “Never heard that one before either.”

“Well anyway, you like cum, boy juice. That’s good. And balls. Hell, we got some stud bulls about these parts.”

Allie tipped the can up and drained it with a loud gulp. She tried to crush the can but only made a small dent. “I like bull balls!” she said and giggled.

“Allie, that is great. You have narrowed down what you like in the male species,” Sydney stated proudly.

“But I like dick too,” Allie offered.

“Who doesn’t? You want another beer?”

Allie thought a moment. Beer wasn’t the best tasting thing to her but she grinned and nodded.

“Atta girl.” Sydney procured one from the fridge and sat down again. “So, now we know what you want. Big cock and big balls with lots of cum. Right?”

Allie sniggered about the lip of the can and took a healthy gulp. “Yep. I want a big one for sure.”

“I like a girl who know what she wants. Tomorrow you go out to the swimming hole and wait for me. I’ll have a surprise for you.”

The beer was getting to her now. She giggled and said, “awright” and swallowed another mouthful. She wasn’t feeling anything now. She was just enjoying herself, away from her family and feeling more independent, especially with another girl as worldly as Sydney.

“I heard it hurts the first time,” Allie offered.

“It can. But I popped mine ridin about the farm. You think you still got yurs?”

Allie shrugged. “Dunno.”

“You do any sports or anything?”

“Naw,” Allie answered and took a deep drag on her beer.

“Hmm, tell you what. You wanna find out?”

“Wha? Wha do ya mean?” Allie slurred a bit.

“Listen I can pop it for you here. So’s you’ll be ready.”

“How?”

Sydney giggled and held a finger to her lips. “I gotta nice fat dildo we can do it with.”

Allie’s foggy brain heard ‘dildo’ and her pelvis did a jump. ‘She’s got a dildo?’ she thought. “Um, well, that’s great.”

“Cool, let me go find it. Haven’t had to use it in two years so it might take me awhile.” Sydney stood up and grabbed another beer from the fridge, popped it and offered it to Allie. “You drain this one too. It’ll help with the pain.”

Allie gulped the remaining beer in her current can and handed it to Sydney and grabbed the cold one. “So ‘k.”

“Be right back,” Sydney offered, crushing the alu

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