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Out of Hand	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 17155 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Out of Hand
by George Glass
Summary: The final story in the trilogy that began with “Enter the Sandboy” and continued with “Just One Rule.” It may be winter in Royal Woods, but for Lincoln Loud, things just keep getting hotter! His sisters, his mom, his teachers, and his cute schoolmates have turned his life into a whirlwind of sexual activity. With the Casagrandes coming to town for Christmas, can Lincoln keep it all from blowing up in his face?
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Chapter 1: After-School Special
“Hey, Maggie,” Lincoln said as the young teen let him in the front door of her house.
“Hey, Lincoln,” the girl replied.
Lincoln had met Maggie several months earlier, when he and Luan performed a mime routine at Maggie’s thirteenth birthday party. She was an emo type, with long, dark, straight hair, pale skin, and freckles that seemed mismatched with her normally dour expression.
Maggie usually wore a blue T-shirt over a white long-sleeved top, a dark plaid skirt, and combat boots. But even in that gloomy attire, her perky breasts had drawn Lincoln’s attention; despite being only thirteen, Maggie had as much up top as Lori and Leni, the eldest of Lincoln’s sisters.
Right now, Maggie was wearing the T-shirt, but without the white shirt underneath. Lincoln had never seen her do that in public.
“So,” Lincoln said as Maggie closed the front door behind him, “your parents aren’t home, huh?”
“They’re both at work. And my sister is at piano practice. We’ve got the house to ourselves for the next two hours.”
Lincoln moved close to her and said, “Convenient.”
“So…” Maggie said, putting her hands on his chest, “wanna give me your ‘after-school special’?”
“Oh yeah,” Lincoln replied. Then he pulled her body to his and kissed her.
This would be Lincoln’s second liaison with Maggie. The first had happened a week and a half earlier, when they’d met at a soccer game in which both Maggie’s sister and Lynn had been playing. Maggie could not have been less excited to be there—until Lincoln sat down next to her and talked her into going with him down under the bleachers. Talking turned to kissing, then serious making out, then under-the-clothes fondling, and finally straight-up fucking, with both of them fully dressed except for Lincoln’s unzipped jeans and Maggie’s around-the-ankle panties.
They had both enjoyed themselves, but afterward, Maggie expressed interest in doing it again. preferably in a place where they could get naked and take their time. Lincoln agreed wholeheartedly, not least because he really wanted to see Maggie’s little boobs bare. Lincoln’s sisters Lynn, Luan, and Luna, at ages thirteen, fourteen, and fifteen, respectively, barely had breasts at all—Lincoln sometimes wondered whether there was something in the water in Royal Woods that made most girls get their boobs so late—so Lincoln thought it was particularly cool that Maggie had been sporting a distinctly noticeable pair since she was twelve.
For this reason, as soon as Maggie led him to her bedroom, Lincoln put off checking out the decor and instead went straight for the hem of Maggie’s blue T-shirt, pulling it upward. Maggie got the hint and raised her arms to let Lincoln pull the top up and off. Now she was just wearing a bra in the same shade of blue as the shirt.
“They match, huh?” Lincoln said. “Nice.”
“I was the first girl in my class to get boobs,” Maggie replied. “So I tried to choose bras that wouldn’t draw any attention to them. Any more attention, anyway.”
“Well,” Lincoln replied, reaching around Maggie’s back, “I think they deserve lots of attention.”
He pulled off his own shirt, then undid Maggie’s bra and pulled it away, revealing the dark-haired girl’s perky breasts. As Lincoln had expected, they were as pale as the rest of her. But there a surprise, too.
“Wow,” he said with audible horniness as he gazed at her pale-pink nipples. “Those are some big nips.”
Maggie blushed. She was a bit embarrassed by the size of her nipples, which took up half the surface area of her breasts. It had never occurred to her that a boy might actually find them appealing.
“Yeah,” she said with a nervous giggle. “I think it means my boobs are going to grow a lot more.”
“I don’t know how you feel about that,” Lincoln replied, “but I’m more than good with it.”
Before Maggie could say anymore, Lincoln bent his head down and took one of her thick nipples into his mouth to suck it gently while he fondled her other breast with his hand. Maggie put her arms around Lincoln’s head.
“Oooooooh,” she moaned. “It’s like you know exactly what to do with those…”
Lincoln had indeed learned a great deal about how to treat a pair of breasts—most notably those belonging to his mom, Lori, Leni, his teacher Mrs. Johnson, and hot substitute teacher Ms. DiMartino. But Lincoln had found that it was best not to share his sexual résumé with a girl unless she specifically asked, so rather than mentioning any of that, he simply moved his mouth from Maggie’s right breast to her left one and continued his gentle sucking.
When Maggie had imagined this encounter—or, more accurately, fantasized about it, in her bed late at night with her hand inside her panties—she’d seen herself taking things a lot more slowly than she had during the encounter under the bleachers. Maggie had never been terribly expressive or excitable, so she’d figured that here, in the controlled environment of her bedroom, she would have no trouble pacing herself.
But that wasn’t proving to be true at all. She and Lincoln were already at maximum second base, scarcely a moment after they’d walked into the bedroom. What was more, two things were now dominating Maggie’s mind: the pleasure that Lincoln was giving her through her breasts, and her intense desire to give him access to her pussy, too.
So even as Lincoln sucked her small tits with their big nipples, Maggie skinned off her panties from beneath her dark skirt and began rubbing her bare pussy against Lincoln’s jeans-clad thigh. Then she undid the button at the top of his fly, pulled down the zipper, and reached into his tight blue jockeys to find his hardening cock.
“Wow,” Maggie said, “I can barely get my hand around it.”
Lincoln smiled at her. While the rest of his body might have been taking its sweet time in developing—he was still waiting for that growth spurt everyone talked about—his genitals had definitely gotten bigger in the past three months, and they hadn’t been small to begin with. During one of his recent trysts with his mom, when she was holding his erection in her hand, she had told him that he was well above average even for a grown man, and she smiled eagerly when she added that there was probably still more growth to come. Lincoln had been about to ask how much bigger she thought he would get, but then she’d swallowed his cock down to the balls, giving Lincoln other things to think about.
“Do you like that?” Lincoln asked, rolling onto his side. “The size, I mean?”
Still looking at Lincoln’s erection, Maggie smiled slyly and replied, “I don’t hate it.”
As if to prove it, Maggie squatted down and licked Lincoln’s cockhead like a lollipop. It wasn’t the kind of intense fellatio that Lincoln often received from some of his “regulars,” like his mom, his closet-submissive teacher, Mrs. Johnson, or his orally gifted baby sister, Lily, but it was certainly nice. Especially since Lincoln could look down at Maggie’s sweet titties while she licked his cock. The girl reached between her pale thighs and rubbed her clit as she licked him, further adding to Lincoln’s visual enjoyment.
It didn’t take Maggie more than a minute to get Lincoln’s cock to full hardness. Which was just as Maggie had hoped, because she needed that sweet beast inside her pronto. So she stood up, pressed her naked body to his, and kissed him hard and deep as she squeezed his cock ardently between her smooth, pale thighs.
“Ready to put it in me?” she breathed.
Lincoln was more than ready, but it occurred to him that there was a question he really ought to ask before things went further. A question he had failed to ask when he and Maggie had their initial tryst under the bleachers.
“Um,” he began, “I don’t know if you have any kind of birth control, but…I mean, I don’t have condoms with me or anything. So if you want me to pull out before I cum, or if you just want to do something besides me putting it in your pussy, that’s okay.”
Maggie gave him a bashful smile. “You know, when we did it the first time, I didn’t even think about that until after. And then…well, it was kind of exciting, realizing I’d taken such a big risk.”
She pressed her body against his as she went on, “Between having sex with you—no, fucking you—and knowing that you could have gotten me preggers…it made me feel…alive. More alive than just about anything ever has. And I want to feel that again.”
Then, putting her lips to his ear, she added, “So let’s just do what comes naturally.”
Lincoln wasn’t sure there was anything that could have turned him on more. Having unprotected sex with grown women. like his mom and Mrs. Johnson, was exciting enough, but having it with a girl who was barely in her teens and who could get in all kinds of trouble for getting herself pregnant was even more thrilling. Even though, Lincoln thought, he probably should be ashamed of getting excited about that.
He pushed Maggie backwards onto her bed, with its ornate, old-fashioned brass bedstead and purple floral duvet. Maggie pulled him down on top of her and spread her pale legs, bending them at the knees.
“Put it in,” she breathed in his ear.
Lincoln didn’t need to be asked twice. And since Maggie’s pussy was extremely wet and had already taken his cock once, he didn’t have to worry about hurting her. So he just eased in slowly, then started pumping.
“Oooooh, yeahhhh…” Maggie moaned. “It feels so big…I really, really like it…”
To Maggie, the words seemed far too simple to convey what she really felt at that moment. She’d never been great at describing her feelings, and doing so while a boy was pumping a cock almost the size of her forearm inside her barely-teenage pussy was virtually impossible. Right now, the only thing Maggie wanted to do was exactly what she was doing: lie on her back with her eyes closed and her legs spread wide, and focus on the sensation of Lincoln Loud’s big dick moving in and out of her while it kept her pussy stretched to its limit. He was fucking her slowly, but he was going all the way in on every stroke, and it gave her an extra thrill whenever his balls touched her deep down inside, reminding her that every minute Lincoln spent fucking her, his body was producing more sperm for him to shoot into her at the climax. Maggie moaned aloud at the thought.
“Go faster,” Maggie pleaded, the words an exhale. “Please, fuck me faster.”
“You got it,” Lincoln replied.
He started pumping her harder. It excited him to hear the little panting moans she made each time he pushed his cock into her.
But Maggie still needed more. So her hands went up Lincoln’s back and gripped the boy’s shoulders. She used the leverage to lift her head and torso up so that her lips were close to Lincoln’s ear.
“Are you gonna shoot your cum in me, Lincoln?” she breathed sultrily. “Are you gonna take a chance on getting me preggers? ‘Cause I want you to. I want to feel that thrill again, knowing that you might be putting a bun in my oven, right here in my own bed…”
Lincoln couldn’t resist the siren song of risky sex. He fucked Maggie faster, and the girl thrust her hips up hard against his thrusts, ensuring that his cock got in womb-deep each and every time.
“Yes,” she panted. “Yes…That’s it…Fuck me…Fuck me ‘til you pump a hot, thick load in me…with millions and millions of your sperm in it…”
“Oh heck yeah,” Lincoln gasped as he pumped her. “I can…really do it…you know…I’ve already…knocked up…one girl…that…I know of…”
Lincoln didn’t mention that the “girl” was his mother. Even if his mom—who was now about three months pregnant—hadn’t asked him to keep quiet about her new baby’s paternity, this was not the time for all the questions that knowledge would raise in Maggie’s mind.
Maggie’s arousal climbed higher. Up to now, she hadn’t really known whether Lincoln was fertile; yes, he could ejaculate, but at his age, he could easily be shooting blanks. Knowing that he had already impregnated someone made the risk much more real—and therefore much more exciting.
So she bucked against him as hard as was physically possible. Her arms clutched his body to hers, and she moaned loudly, “See if…you can…make it…two girls…”
Lincoln fucked Maggie as hard as he could. He could feel his climax building inside him like an over-pressurized boiler about to burst.
“Here it…comes…Maggie…” he gasped. “Here…comes…my…SPERM!”
He plunged in deep and came hard. As semen flooded out of him and into Maggie, he could almost feel the entrance to her womb bursting open to swallow up the huge quantity of seed that he was pumping into her as he screamed with ecstasy. And then Maggie screamed even louder than Lincoln, and her legs seized his waist in a mighty grip, keeping him deep inside her even as the rest of her body rocked and thrashed in orgasm.
When it was over, Lincoln and Maggie were both panting for breath. Yet Maggie kept her legs wrapped around Lincoln’s waist, keeping his cock—and his cum—deep inside her.
“That…was…amazing…,” she panted. “Even better…than…the first time…”
“It was…really good,” Lincoln gasped in agreement.
A moment later, Maggie released her leg-grip on Lincoln. The teenager looked down between her legs as the boy pulled out of her, and she smiled—breathlessly but with unmistakable arousal—at the sight of Lincoln’s cum leaking thickly from her gaping cunt.
“Wow,” she gasped. “That’s a lot.”
“Like I said,” Lincoln replied with a grin, “that was really good.”
Maggie grabbed a handful of tissues from a box on the nightstand to clean herself up. Lincoln, meanwhile, ducked into the bathroom across the hall from Maggie’s room to do the same. Then he returned and lay down next to her.
“I do have one regret,” Maggie said.
Lincoln raised one white eyebrow. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”
“Well, it’s awesome that I broke with social norms by losing my virginity at thirteen. But now I wish we’d done it here in my bed, so that whenever I’m lying here at night, I could remember busting my cherry right here.”
To Lincoln, this couldn’t have been a more obvious opportunity if it had smacked him in the face.
“Well,” he replied, “you do have a couple more virginities left to lose.”
Maggie’s eyebrows rose. “Oh, you mean…the other two entrances?”
“Uh-huh,” Lincoln said. “Lots of girls like doing it at least one of those ways.”
Maggie smiled at him slyly. “Well, let’s try it…next time.”
“Okay, but why next time?”
“Because right now, I think I need another one of your big, fertile loads in my pussy.”
Lincoln grinned wolfishly. “Oh, you’ve got a deal.”
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Meanwhile, at the Loud house, all ten Loud sisters were gathered in Lori and Leni’s room.
“I think we can all agree,” Lori was saying, “that the quickie rate in this house isn’t high enough to keep us all satisfied. Mom won’t let us bring in other boys, and Dad is still too busy with work, so we need to focus on getting more quickies out of Lincoln.” With a pointed look toward one corner of the room, Lori added, “Those of us who haven’t gone full bi, anyway.”
Leni, who was making out with Luna in the corner, turned to Lori and said, “Sorry, what?”
“Hey, we like chicks and dicks, dude,” Luna said. “We could use some more action from Lincoln, too.”
“Yeah, more quickies, please!” Leni agreed.
“Definitely,” Lucy said. “I’ve been taking cold showers every night this week. I like having less body heat, but still.”
“But how do we get Lincoln to give us more quickies?” Lana asked.
“We’ll have to think long and hard about it!” Luan quipped. “Hahahahaha!”
“It’s simple,” Lola replied. “We just need to get him thinking about sex more often.”
“Doesn’t he think about it a lot already?” Lynn asked.
“Oh, he could think about it much more,” Lola said. “He just needs inspiration.”
Leni asked, “You mean like one of those posters with a kitten on a rope?”
“No, Leni,” Lori sighed. “Like us being sexy.” Then she pointed at Lynn. “Hey, remember when Lincoln walked into the living room during our sexercise class? He got so horny watching us that he wanted a quickie right away.”
“Yeah!” Lynn replied. “We need to do more sexercise anyway. The fitter we are, the harder he’ll cum!”
“Exactly!” Lola said. “But we can’t exercise all the time, so we need to use every trick in the book: sexy talk, spontaneous sexy dancing, and lingerie, lingerie, lingerie! Leni, we’re gonna need a lot of help from you on this.”
“No problem!” Leni said. “I just need money for more silk. And lace. And spandex.” Seeing Lucy looking in her general direction, Leni added, “And crushed black velvet.”
Luna said, “Lezzing out in front of him usually gets his motor runnin’, too. Oh, and he digs it when I touch myself.”
“Good ideas, Luna,” Lori said.
“All right, then, ladies,” Lola said, rubbing her pink-gloved hands together. “Operation Dirty Tricks is a go!”
Next up—Chapter 2: I, Like, Totally Won!
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