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Operation C.U.R.F.E.W.	By : Jayrich Category: +1 through F > Codename: Kids Next Door Views: 9543 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Operation C.U.R.F.E.W.
- 2-CURFEW Part 2
- 1
- 2
Operation CURFEW 2

Resume Transmission…

0049 Hours
“Are you sure about this, Abby?”
The doors slide open and Abby finds herself walking into the Science Bay of the Airship. Already there are the numerous TND scientists that were presume kidnapped. They’re working hard on a simple strand of code to download into the satellite’s system to disrupt its programming, preventing the satellite from its scheduled hack. As she passes them by, she talks with Numbuh 362 on her wrist communicator.
“From what you told me, this is an important mission. But are you sure you wanna trust your sister? I mean no offense, but she is…”
“A cold hearted, evil witch?” Abby finishes for her with a smirk. “Yeah, but if teaming up means all teens can stay out a little later, than it’s worth dealing with.”
“Alright. Contact me if anything goes wrong.” Rachel says. “Numbuhs 4 & 86 are ready to dispatch troops at the moment.”
“Gotcha.” Abby replies, before noticing her sister walking up. “Gotta go. Remember, no one else from the TND finds out about this.”
She ends the conversation by shutting off her communicator, just as Cree reaches her, carrying plastic package. “Here, put this on.”
She tosses it into Abby’s chest. Abby grabs hold of it and looks at the package, spotting that there’s a B.R.A. inside, an upgraded version. “And I’m supposed to trust you giving me this?”
“It’s not my idea!” Cree barks in response. “The Hierarchy found out about you going on this mission and ordered that you be well equipped.”
Abby looks back at Cree with a confused look. “The Hierarchy? And just who the hell is…ACK!!!”
Cree grabs her little sister by her collar and pulls her close. “You don’t know, and you don’t wanna know.”
She then pushes her away, and continues past her, leaving Abby to wonder just what her big sister meant by those words. She shakes it off though, and continues on until she finds the bathroom door. Ducking in, she walks over to the large sink area and places the package down on it. She then lifts up her shirt and pulls it off, revealing her sports B.R.A. underneath.
“So this is the new B.R.A. they got, huh?” She asks herself, curiosity rising within her as she sets her shirt down. Truth be told, ever since she discovered her older sister wore Battle Ready Armor, she wanted to know just how it felt. Several weeks ago she got the chance when Cree moved out of the house and left most of her stuff. She even wore it on a confrontation the College Kids. But when Cree unveiled a newer version of her B.R.A. in battle, it left Abby feeling left back…until now.
Reaching behind her, she unhooks her old B.R.A. and lets it drop to the floor. Abby then takes a moment to look at her breasts. Though not as big as her sisters, their perfect soft roundness more than makes up for it. She even has larger areolas than Cree, something she strangely took pride in.
But her admiration for her blossoming bosom is cut short, as the bathroom door swings open, followed by a familiar voice.
“Hey, is this the way to the…?”
Abby turns towards the door, and there she spots Hoagie, his jaw hanging down to the floor. She’s about to ask him about it when she remembers that she’s standing topless…in front of a teenage boy.
“DAMMIT, NUMBUH 2!!!” Abby screams, quickly covering up her breasts.
That snaps Hoagie out of his trance, but not enough for him to leave. “Wow, you really HAVE grown up, Numbuh 5.” He says, oblivious to his bad pun. Unfortunately, he’s not oblivious to the soap dispenser that nails him right in the middle of his face, courtesy of Abby.
“GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE!!!”
“OK, OK!!!” He replies, quickly shutting the door as he rubs his nose. His cheeks are bright red from his blushing, and his heart rate has double. Still, there’s a joyously wide grin on his face over the scene he witnessed just seconds ago. The first pair of tits he’s seen in person, and they belong to Abby.
“Man, no wonder she wears that huge blue T-shirt all the time…” He says to himself, thinking her shyness about her budding chest results in her clothing attire. Before he can ponder the matter any further though, the door swings open and out walks Abby, redressed and wearing the new Battle Ready Armor under her shirt. Her mood hasn’t changed since Hoagie walked in on her though.
“I oughta pop you one!” She tells him, raising a fist and making him flinch.
“I didn’t know you were in there!” He replies, covering up. “I’m sorry!”
“Never been so embarrassed…” Abby mutters, ready to walk away.
“What you got to be embarrassed about?” Hoagie asks.
And at that moment, Abigail Lincoln stops in her tracks. The last thing she expected was for her friend and potential crush to say that. It was almost…flattering to hear those words. Almost as if she should be proud of her womanly chest. A small grin flashes onto her face as she takes the pseudo-compliment to heart, but it quickly disappears as Abby shakes it off.
“Yeah, whatever.” She replies, digging into her pocket. “Hey, you want a lollipop?”
Hoagie’s eyes light up at the mention of the candy. “Sure. You got any blurpleberry?” Abby grins and pulls out the flavor Numbuh 2 desires. But instead of handing it over to him, she unwraps the candy and sticks it into her own mouth. “HEY! That was mine!”
“You should’ve asked for it.” Abby jokes as she pulls another blurpleberry out of her pocket and tosses it to him. He unwraps it and pops it in his mouth before turning back to her.
“Hey, you alright?” He asks, causing Abby to turn to him. “I saw some footage of the fight you had with Cree earlier when you were trying to save me. You two were really going at it.”
Abby just scoffs at that assessment. “That ain’t nothin’ but a slap fight between Cree and me.”
“Didn’t look like one.”
“Oh, please…” Abby scoffs again. “If Numbuh 5 and her really threw down, we’d tear this whole airship apart. Besides, you’re one to talk. Numbuh 4 told me how you and Tommy always fight.”
“Hey, that’s only when he tries to take my 4x4 Tech.” Hoagie says in his defense. “Besides, that’s what little brothers are for anyway.”
Abby lets out a low chuckle, before a loud voice is overheard on the P.A. systems. “ATTENTION ALL OPERATIVES!!! PLEASE PROCEED TO YOUR BATTLE STATIONS! OUR DESIGNATED TARGET IS ALMOST IN RANGE!!!”
Abby takes the lollipop out of her mouth and tosses it into a nearby garbage can. “Come on!” She orders, grabbing Hoagie’s arm. “We got a mission to accomplish.”

0300 Hours…
The Benedict satellite, a relic of years past when Father persuaded the government to build it so he could spy on the KND. The satellite was also the battleground for the epic struggle that followed, as Sector V and the Delightful Children fought over control. Eventually, the entire satellite was rendered useless when Nigel Uno & Hoagie Gilligan used a crude EMP bomb to deactivate it. It was a victory for the KND and a severe blow for evil adults.
That was then, this is now…
The hatch door to the decompression room slides open, emitting a visible fog of stale air. A moment later, out of the fog step three people who very well could be considered formerly KND’s finest. Hoagie steps foot into the satellite first, only wearing a space helmet, since his work won’t involve going outside into space. He’s followed by Abby & Cree, both wearing fully activated Battle Ready Armor.
“I never did like this place…” Abby utters, not fond of being around the now eerie surroundings that make up the satellite. Her eyes dart around rapidly as she proceeds down the hall, almost as if she’s expecting an ambush.
“Bad memories from when I kicked your butt here?” Cree cockily replies, referring to the battle.
“If I remember right, it was Numbuh 5 doing the butt kicking here last time.” Abby smugly counters.
That remark triggers off another argument between the sisters, one that Hoagie decides to steer clear of as he moves ahead. After a minute of walking, and arguing for the Lincoln sisters, they reach the end of the hall and a pair of metallic sliding doors, which seem to be locked tight. Hoagie spots a small console off to the side though, and approaches it.
“Hmmm, the code should still be the same…” He tells himself, before punching in a set number of colors on the multi-colored keypad.
RRRRRTT-KSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
The operating mechanisms slowly creak to life and go to work as the metallic doors slide open to reveal a darkened room. Warily, Numbuh 2 ventures in, staying close to the wall so he can feel around for a light switch. Once he locates one, he flips it on, and takes in the sight of the room.
“GAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”
Hoagie’s horrified yell is more than enough to halt Cree and Abby’s argument. Activating their wrist gauntlet lasers, they charge into the room, ready to open fire on whomever or whatever would do them harm.
“What is it?!” Abby asks as she & Cree scan the room. “What’s the problem, Numbuh 2?”
“Would you look at the mess in this room?” Hoagie replies.
Abby & Cree lower their weapons as they realize Hoagie’s initial yell was due to the unkemptness of the room. “Maybe we should’ve brought Sector C along so they could’ve tidied up.”
The two Lincoln sisters grow extremely annoyed, and decide to release their feelings by simultaneously slapping Hoagie in the back of his head.
“OWW!!!”
“IDIOT!!!” They both yell.
“That’s something I expected Numbuh 3 to say.” Abby adds. “Now get to work putting the program into the satellite’s system!”
“We’ll stand watch in case anyone else IS here.” Cree chimes in. “Besides dust bunnies…”
Hoagie rolls his eyes at Cree’s comment before rushing over to the main computer engine for the satellite. Once there, he injects a CD into the machine and begins the process of spreading the code throughout the entire system. As he busily types away, Abby and Cree guard the entrance, both of their eyes scanning around for any sign of a trap and/or ambush. After a minute, Hoagie’s code goes into full swing, infecting every program in the satellite’s system, just as he hoped. But as he continues frantically working, a familiar and eerily evil voice is overheard on the intercom.
“It seems that we have an intruder, Mr. Wink.”
Hoagie stops cold, just as he hears a second voice.
“You would be right, Mr. Fibb.”
The voices also catch Abby and Cree’s attention, as all three turn to the center of the room. There they see a circular platform being lowered from the roof, a platform with a chair residing on it. And in that chair sit the two people responsible for this mission…Mr. Wink & Mr. Fibb.
“I should’ve known you two wouldn’t be far from your handiwork.” Abby sneers.
“And you were right to think so, Number 5.” Mr. Wink agrees. “For we have to see our plan unfold in person, and watch as kids, teenagers, and collegians alike are put in their respective place.”
“We are doing this for your good.” Mr. Fibb adds. “You will not have to worry about congregating and partaking in foolish activities late night, anymore. Not with the seniors in control.”
“You think I’m just gonna let a bunch of old fogies decide when I can or can’t hang out late?” Cree asks rhetorically. “Over my dead body.”
“If it must be…” Mr. Fibb replies cryptically.
“Uh guys, what do I do?” Hoagie asks, confused.
Wink & Fibb turn to the TND operative to answer, which gives Abby the opening she wanted. Sprinting forward, she leaps over the villainous duo and lands in front of Numbuh 2, ready to protect him.
“You just keep uploading that code!” She orders. “Me and Cree will take care of these two jokers.”
Cree nods her head in agreement as she prepares for battle. “Heh, just like old times, hey Abby?”
“I am afraid that you two have forced us to use lethal measures.” Mr. Wink announces.
Abby just scoffs at their threat. “Ooh! Ya gonna use that dumb chair of yours to try to attack us?” She mocks.
Wink & Fibb don’t answer, opting to respond by pressing a button on each arm of their chair. That activates a transformation sequence, morphing their seat from a normal, throne-like chair into a fully-loaded weapon of destruction. The chair hovers into the air as dual rocket-launchers emerge from the armrests, and dual laser cannons retract from the chair’s back, pointed at the two Lincoln sisters.
But neither Abby nor Cree flinch in response. Instead, they leap into action, charging towards the two maniacal villains. Abby strikes first, lunging forward towards the two madmen, but she’s easily knocked away by a violent turn of the chair, sending her flying backwards. Cree takes this opening to mount her own attack, but also ends up unsuccessful as Wink & Fibb maneuver out of the way, leaving her grasping only air. With both Lincoln sisters down, Wink & Fibb grin evilly and open fire with their lasers, sending Abby & Cree dashing around the room to avoid them.
Numbuh 2 doesn’t have that luxury, as he has to stay by the computer to finish uploading the code. And with every laser blast that approaches, he finds himself ducking for dear life. “OK! Really need somebody to take out that chair!”
“We’re working on it, dammit!” Abby yells back.
The laser chase comes to a halt when Abby stops in place, grabbing the attention of Wink & Fibb. They switch their weapons from the laser cannons to the rocket launchers, and lock onto the younger Lincoln as their target. That allows Cree to spring an attack as she flanks them from the left side. She grabs onto the chair and tries to forcibly remove its pilots. The chair begins to spin wildly, looking ready to crash down to the floor in a tailspin. But Wink & Fibb manage to regain control, and quickly dispatch Cree from their chair with a brutal kick. But just as soon as they rid themselves of her, Abby leaps onto the back of their chair, intending to finish the job her sister started. But a quick & violent tornado spin removes her, and sends her landing by Cree, who’s picking herself up.
“Dammit, he’s too tough to take on solo. We have to work together.”
“Work with you?” Abby says in shock. “Yeah, how do I know you’re not just gonna give me up and toss me to them?”
“You got a better idea, little girl!?” Cree barks back.
Abby didn’t, and as reluctant as she is to admit it, Cree makes a valid point. Solo they can’t take down Fibb & Wink’s new chair, but together, they have a much better chance.
“So what’s your idea, then?”
Cree takes a moment to scan her surroundings, before looking back at Abby with a devious grin. “Fastball Special?”
A look of shock crosses Abby’s face, but it’s then quickly replaced by one of contempt for her sister. “You always did like that move, didn’t ya?” She says flatly.
Cree just grins in response as she slowly shuffles to her left, working herself into position. Abby follows her movements, staying at her side as Wink & Fibb prepare to unleash a bombardment directed at the duo.
Cree narrows her eyes, as she begins to count off. “Alright Abby…1…2…3!”
On 3, Abby jumps up vertically, as high as she can. Once at her height, Cree holds her by her butt and flings her forward, like a pitcher bringing the heat. Wink & Fibb respond by opening fire, but surprisingly, their laser blasts and rockets pass the younger Lincoln, leaving her unharmed. After a moment of high speed flight, Abby hits her target, landing both of her fists into Fibb & Wink’s faces. The attack sends their chair down to the floor in a crash landing, which is where Cree takes control.
Charging forward like a bull, she grabs hold of the chair and forcibly pushes it through the hatch behind Wink & Fibb. Once through, she slams her hand down on the side button, sliding it shut.
“That’ll take care of you two.” She says, locking them in an escape pod.
“It’s done!”
Cree and Abby immediately turn their attention to Numbuh 2, who leans over the keyboard in exhaustion. “The code’s activated. I’ve stopped the satellite…”
A grin of relief appears on Abby’s face, as she’s grateful for Hoagie’s expert tech know-how coming through in the clutch. “Ya hear that?” She gloats, turning towards the trapped villains. “Looks like your curfew plan has gone down the toilet, baby!”
“She is right, Mr. Wink.” Mr. Fibb says. “Our plan has indeed been ruined.”
“Then this satellite has become useless to us, Mr. Fibb.” Mr. Wink states, pressing a red button on his arm of the chair.
“SELF-DESTRUCT SEQUENCE ACTIVATED! SATELLITE’S DESTRUCTION…IN 10 SECONDS!”
“10…”
“Goodbye, young ones.” Fibb & Wink say in unison, as the escape pod launches from the Satellite into the dark vastness of space.
“9…”
“Dammit, we gotta evacuate!” Cree yells.
“And just where the hell do we evacuate to?” Abby debates.
“8…”
“There’s another emergency escape pod down the hall.” Cree tells her. “Follow me!”
“7…”
“COME ON, NUMBUH 2!”
Abby grabs her TND teammate and pulls him along as they chase after Cree towards the last escape pod.
“6…”
“Almost there…”
“5…”
Cree makes it into the pod first, just as the ignition activates.
“4…”
Abby & Hoagie reach the pod, but an explosion on the satellite rattles the hall, sending Hoagie falling to the floor and Abby stumbling into the pod.
“3…”
“HOAGIE!!!” Abby reaches back for him, but comes up short.
“2…”
“GET IN HERE, ALREADY!!!” Cree screams, grabbing Hoagie and pulling him into the pod before slamming the hatch door shut.
“1…”
With a deafening blast that can be heard even in space, the satellite erupts violently, sending charred pieces of metal & frag flying in every direction. As the ball of smoke and fire grows, one lone escape pod rockets out of the explosion, the pod carrying Abby, Cree and Hoagie. The blast sends them towards the earth at an angle, and soon they become hooked into its orbit. It slows down the speed and descent of the pod, as it now begins to drift as it circles the earth.
Inside, the three passengers breathe a much needed sigh of relief, especially Hoagie. “Man, that was close…”
They each sit in one of the 6 chairs that circle around the pod, which also has a large cushion like mat in the middle used for sleep during long escapes.
“Tell me about it.” Abby agrees, deactivating her B.R.A. “For a second, I thought we were gonna die in there. Guess I should thank you for saving Numbuh 2, Cree.”
Abby turns to her older sister, only to find that her back is turned, as she seems to be staring at something in her hand. “Uh Cree…what are you looking at?”
“Oh, nothing much Abigail.” She responds, sending a slight chill through Abby. “Just this.” She turns to her sister and Numbuh 2, showing the object in her hand…a simple remote control.
“Uh, it’s just a remote” Hoagie says
“Yep.” Cree answers. “It’s really a wonderful remote though, especially considering what it can do…you know like, destroy the entire Teens Next Door database.”
“Wha…what are you talking about?” Hoagie asks, growing nervous.
Instead of answering right away, Cree leans back against the circular cushion seat and presses a button in the middle of her chest. It deactivates her Battle Ready Armor, retracting it back into a simple bra and revealing her standard clothes underneath.
“I’m talking about this!” She replies, showing the remote and the contents on its screen to Hoagie. “A novel little invention the college scientists came up with. On our little ride here, I was able to hack into your TND Database, and now I control everything from this little baby right here.”
Numbuh 2 adjusts his eyes and reads the code numbers on the screen. And with each number that passes his eyes, his expression grows more horrified. “She’s right, Abby.” He says in shock. “That’s the access code to the Database. She has control!”
Having heard enough, Abby springs from her seat and leaps for the remote, only to be denied as Cree cradles it close. “Ah-ah-ah.” She says, waving a finger at her little sister. “You didn’t ask first…”
“Turn that remote over!” Abby barks at her sister, ready to lunge again. But she holds back as Cree hovers her thumb over the red button on the remote.
“That’s better.” Cree says with a smirk. “Now you can just sit there like a good little sister.”
“I knew I couldn’t trust you.” Abby growls through her teeth. “Why are you doing this!?”
“To teach you a lesson, dear sister.” Cree answers, feigning politeness. “You always think you know everything, even more than your older sister. And I think it’s time to show you different.”
Still clutching the remote tightly, Cree stands up in the pod and turns her attention to Hoagie. With her free hand, she pushes him down onto his cushion and commands something that makes the situation take a turn for the weird.
“Take off your pants!”
Hoagie looks back up at her with confusion & shock. “Say what?”
Cree responds by holding up the remote, her thumb still hovering near the button. “I don’t see you unbuckling…”
Not wanting the Teens Next Door database to be ravaged, Hoagie complies quickly, unfastening his pants and pulling them down to his knees. Cree looks down and grins at the pair of Dr. Time-Space & the Continuums boxers the youth is wearing.
“Nice taste in underwear.” She subtly teases.
“It was a gift from my Grandma.” Hoagie explains. “It was either this or Rainbow Monkeys.”
Cree just rolls her eyes at his explanation, but she quickly changes focus and becomes deeply interested on the ‘package’ that lies within the boxers. Dropping to her knees, she leans over Hoagie and slips her hand into his trunks, a move that enrages Abby to the point where she jumps to her feet. But Cree stops her.
“SIT!!!” She orders, threatening to press the button. With the database on the line, Abby does as told. “Good girl.”
The rage in Abby’s eyes in obvious, and it grows by the moment. “Cree, if you do what I think you’re gonna do, I’ll…”
“YOU’LL WHAT???” Cree interrupts, turning to her sister. “Get it through your head little sister, I’m in control! Now you’re just gonna sit there obediently, and you’re gonna watch. You’re gonna watch every single second of what I’m about to do to Hoagie Gilligan. Am I understood?”
Abby just stares back at her sister in disbelief, which isn’t a good enough response for Cree. “Am I understood!?” Cree reiterates, sliding her thumb onto the button, threatening to press down on it. Abby quickly nods her head yes, which brings a devious smirk to her older sister’s face. “Good, now enjoy the show.”
Turning back to Hoagie, Cree begins to slowly stroke his cock inside of his boxers, causing the TND Operative to wince both in pleasure & uncomfortably. He wouldn’t ever have argue about a handjob from a woman, especially from Cree Lincoln, but the circumstances it’s under makes it hard for him to enjoy it. Regardless though, Cree’s hand is doing its job, as Hoagie’s cock begins to stiffen from her strokes. Cree notices it and decides to bring his manhood out into the open. Grabbing his boxers with her free hand, she pulls them down to his knees and presents Hoagie’s hardening rod.
Upon sight, Abby immediately blushes and turns away, uncomfortable with seeing it, especially like this. Cree however, wants the audience. “Uh-uh Abby, turn back and look at it, or your database suffers.”
Out of the corner of her eye, Numbuh 5 spots Cree holding up the remote again, meaning business. Without a choice, she slowly turns back to the two, as her sister demanded. “That’s right, take a good look at it.” Cree deviously orders. “Take it all in.”
Now facing the two, Abby forces herself to glare at Hoagie’s now erect member, and she finds that she can’t take her eyes off of it now. She’s always wondered what Hoagie was packing beneath his khaki pants, but never to the point where she would become obsessed with it…until now. The thickness of it, the shape, its veins, it’s almost trance-inducing to the young Lincoln. Dozens of naughty thoughts flood her mind on how she would use Hoagie’s tool, most of them revolving around her riding it until her legs gave out. It’s extremely arousing to Abby, so much so that she starts becoming moist between her legs.
Hoagie on the other hand feels like crawling under a rock for the rest of his life, as he lies exposed and basically helpless. “I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life.” He utters.
Cree grins back at the TND Operative, having heard his statement. “Oh trust me Hoagie; you have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
That compliment widens Hoagie’s eyes to the size of dinner plates. It’s something he always wanted to hear from Cree, though the situation makes it hard for him to enjoy it. But that changes as he watches Cree stand up, grab her pants and let them drop to the floor. His eyes begin to stare a hole through the white thong she wearing, which is soon pulled down slowly to her ankles, much to his elation. Standing bottomless now, she grins seductively at Hoagie as she climbs onto him, straddling the teen as his cock rests against her lower stomach. But before she can take the moment further…
“Cree!”
The older Lincoln turns to her little sister, only to see a look of sadness on her face. Abby knows what her sister’s about to do, and it’s the closest thing to torture for her. “Don’t…don’t do it…please…”
Pure evil elation fills the face of Cree Lincoln. This is the moment she wanted to see; Abigail, the defiant little sister, the eternal fighter…begging. Practically down on her knees, pleading for her not to continue.
“What a Kodak moment…” Cree gloats. “…little sister finally put in her place. But sorry Abby, I have to teach you a lesson…”
With that, Cree takes Hoagie’s manhood in hand and rubs the tip against her wet snatch, before pushing it into herself. She slides down onto his rod, taking in every inch while moaning along the way. The sight is pure agony for Abby, who closes her eyes and grits her teeth as her older sister begins to virtually rape the boy she likes, and possibly could love. It’s Maurice all over again, and she can’t stand to see it.
But Cree, turning to see her sister’s eyes closed, doesn’t give her a choice. “Open your eyes, Abigail…” She asks, before turning demanding. “Open them, or I press the button.”
No way out. No way to escape this torment. Abby forces herself to open her eyes and look, though her heart desperately doesn’t want her to. A tear runs down her cheek as she stares back at the two ‘lovers’, obeying her sister’s orders. She clenches her hands into fists, and throws Cree a glare so cold it cold it could freeze the room.
But Cree just grins deviously in response. “That’s right, watch me.” She orders. “I want you to watch every move I make while Hoagie’s deep inside of me.”
With her sister’s attention gained, Cree turns hers back to Hoagie, who’s feeling extremely reluctant right now. “I-I-I can’t do this.” He says, wanting to stop. “I can’t do this in front of Abby. I…”
Cree quiets the teen by putting her index finger on his lips, before smiling seductively. “Don’t worry Hoagie; you won’t have to do anything.” She tells him. “I’ll do all the work.”
Before the teen operative can debate her offer, she raised her hips slowly, bringing hic cock almost completely out of her, then sank back down onto it. Placing her hand on his chest, she starts up a slow rocking motion with her hips, working Hoagie’s rod as Abigail obediently watches.
And though it’s heartbreakingly painful, Abby continues to watch. Jealous anger and fury begins to fill up in the teen girl, as she witnesses her sister in the very spot she wants to be; and she’s helpless to stop it. Cree lets out a blissful moan as she works her hips a bit faster, seemingly adoring every inch of Hoagie’s love shaft. She rubs it in Abby’s face, groping her breasts with her right hand as she turns and glances at her, grinning between pleasurable winces. Her expressions only make the tears fall from Abby’s face faster, until they start streaming down her cheek.
But still she watches, even as Hoagie becomes momentarily lost in the lust of the moment. He grabs hold of her hips with his left hand, and squeezes Cree’s breast with the right, causing her to let out a started moan.
“Oh, Hoagie!” She coos. “You sure know how to please a woman.”
Those words are like sharp darts through Abby’s heart. She’s coaxed Hoagie into enjoying the moment, which wasn’t that hard considering his past crush on her. Abby tries to think about something, anything, other than the scene that’s in front of her. But her mind won’t let her. She can’t help but to imagine herself in Cree’s position, riding Hoagie’s rod to her heart’s content, cumming as many times as he can make her.
It’s more painful than she’s ever felt, physically or emotionally. But with the fate of the Teens Next Door database, and possibly the TND itself, in Cree’s hands, she continues to watch. Cree’s hips are now a near blur, and Hoagie has started to involuntarily thrust back in unison. Cree throws her head back and yells out in passion, as she and Hoagie work themselves towards a steamy climax. With Abby playing the audience, Cree is brought to her limit, and she plays it up to further add to her little sister’s angst.
“OH, HOAGIE! YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM!!!” She screams, before hitting her limit. Hoagie arrives with her, and unloads a hot stream of jizz between her inner walls. It’s the icing on the cake for Cree, and the final dagger for Abby. Cree bringing Abby’s love to an orgasm, in front of Abby.
“Oh Hoagie…that was wonderful.” Cree marvels.
“Yeah…wonderful…” Hoagie agrees between breaths. It’s almost like a dream for him, having his virginity taken by the woman he’s longed for since 10. But the dream turns nightmarish when he remembers Abby is with them. His heart sinks, and he fears that he’s lost a friend forever.
“Abby…I’m so sorry…She had…”
Numbuh 5 puts her palm up, silencing her teammate. She knows it wasn’t his fault. If he hadn’t cooperated, she would’ve corrupted the TND database. No, the blame for this action goes solely to the sister, who now appears more sadistic to her as ever.
The assessment matches the evil grin Cree wears, as she turns to her little sister. “So Abby, did you watch us like I ordered you to?”
“Yeah, I watched.” Abby replies in cold anger. “Every damn second you made me watch.”
Abby prepares herself for the worst. She expects her sister’s sex romp with Numbuh 2 to continue. She expects her to activate the remote anyway, corrupting the entire TND database. She expects anything and everything, but what Cree says next…
“Good…cause you’re next.”
Abby’s jaw drops in shock, and she can barely form words in her mouth. “I…I’m…I’m what?”
Climbing off of Hoagie, Cree sits down on the cushion beside him and crosses her legs, still holding the remote. “You heard me, little sister. Now strip.”
Understandably, Abby is hesitant to comply, but once again, Cree gives her no choice. “Do I have to remind you who holds the key to corrupting the TND database? Strip!”
Seeing no other recourse, Abby does as told. She reaches under her XXL blue T-shirt and grabs her tight black shorts, pulling them down past her knees to her ankles. The rage that formerly boiled over inside of her still resides, but has cooled as shock & confusion also run through her. She steps out of her shorts and begins to lift up her shirt when Cree stops her.
“Wait…” She tells Abby, standing up from the cushion. She slowly strolls behind her little sister, wearing a devious grin that only serves to make Abby feel more uncomfortable.
“What, are ya planning to get a camera so you can take pictures?” Abby asks defiantly.
“No…I forgot to pack my camera for the mission, anyway.” Cree answers. “I just wanted this to be done the right way. Knowing you, you would’ve slowly raised the shirt, revealing little by little. But honestly, Hoagie deserves to see the whole thing!”
Without warning, she grabs Abby’s shirt and lifts it up to her shoulders along with her B.R.A., exposing the young teen’s body for Hoagie to see, bare breasts and bare snatch. Abby grits her teeth as she blushes, and tries to cover up her vagina, against Cree’s wishes.
“Move the hands, girl.” She orders, to which Abby obeys. With her whole body exposed, Abby feels embarrassment on the same level Numbuh 2 felt earlier. But glancing over at Hoagie, she questions if she should very well be embarrassed, as he is practically drooling over her frame, unable to remove his eyes from it.
“Man, I don’t know why you wear those huge T-shirts, Abby.” He says. “You’re body is out of this world.”
“Just…just shut up…” Abby replies, still feeling embarrassed.
“You never could take a compliment.” Cree chimes in, pushing her sister onto the cushion by Hoagie’s legs. “Now, time for you two to get busy.” She sits herself down near Hoagie’s torso, and grips his flailing penis, showing it to Abby. “Start sucking.”
Abby raises a curious & stunned eyebrow. “You want me to put that thang in my mouth?”
Cree answers by nodding her head and holds up the remote as a reminder of leverage to Abby. Seeing the alternative of not doing it, Abby crawls forward between Hoagie’s legs for a closer look at his cock. Just minutes ago she became wet from her first sight of it. Now as she grasps it in her hand, she almost gushes with excitement. Even she can’t understand it.
“What’s wrong with me!?” She thinks. “I mean it’s just a dick. But…but it looks so good.” She glances over at her sister. “And Cree looked like she was on cloud 9 riding that thang…you know what, to hell with it. I’m gonna show Hoagie just who the better Lincoln sister is!”
With renewed vigor, she strokes the shaft several times, and then engulfs his manhood with a loud, passionate moan. “Mmmmmmm!”
The taste isn’t exactly what she desired, but imagining that it’s a blurpleberry pop helps her with her tongue work. That and the opportunity of showing up Cree is what fuels Abby, as she slurps and sucks to her heart’s content. She twists her head with each bob down onto Hoagie’s cock, and then draws back up, dragging her lips and swirling her tongue around. Soon, Abby finds herself becoming even hornier from giving head. Reaching down with her left hand, she starts to rub her wet pussy lips and her stiffening clit, her hormones almost launching into the red.
After hearing a sudden groan, Abby turns her eyes upward to see the look on Hoagie’s face, which can only be describe as pure euphoria.
“Oh god…Abby, your mouth is incredible…” He utters. It’s a statement that would bring a smirk to her lips if they weren’t currently busy.
Even Cree is impressed by Abby’s sudden urge to suck Hoagie dry. “Impressive.” She thinks. “That must be how I look with Maurice. And she’s gotten him hard already.”
Indeed she has, but it doesn’t stop Abby from continuing to work her tongue. She licks Hoagie’s stiff cock like it’s one of her father’s hidden pudding pop stashes, not missing one spot as she runs her tongue from shaft to tip, and back again. But her oral session comes to an abrupt end when Cree suddenly pulls her back upright.
“Alright, that’s enough of that.” She says. “I wouldn’t want Hoagie to pop his top again before you take your ride.”
Abby knows exactly what her sister means by that, and while it excites her, it also leaves her with a burning question. “Cree…why are you doing this? What are you getting out of this?”
Cree just smirks and turns to her sister. “Heh, I didn’t know Ms. Know-it-all was capable of asking questions like that.” She quips, before answering. “And this isn’t for me, it’s for you.”
“For…for me?”
“You think I don’t know your secrets, Abigail?” Cree continues. “I know you’re the one that’s been sneaking into my room, stealing my vibrators.”
Abby begins to blush again as Hoagie becomes very intrigued by this development. “Wait…Abby uses vibrators? So that’s what that buzzing noise was when you needed to have ‘private’ meetings!”
“Shut up, Numbuh 2.” Abby utters through her teeth, but it’s too late as the information has hit Cree’s ears.
“In your team’s headquarters?” She asks surprised. “Oh man, even I wasn’t that bold.” Abby just closes her eyes and shakes her head, feeling shamed.
“Don’t worry though,” Cree continues, “I said if you do well, I’d help you and Hoagie with your relationship.” Upon saying that, Cree climbs back onto the cushion behind Abby, and plays the role of puppeteer, guiding her movements. As Abby mounts Hoagie and lifts herself up, Cree grabs hold of his manhood, giving Abby a still target.
“I hope you were watching me earlier, Abby.” Cree tells her. “Cause the visual aid is over.”
Splitting her love lips open, Abby guides her dripping snatch down onto Hoagie’s member. She feels herself penetrated by the hard tip, and then moans as she slides down on the shaft. With Cree’s help, she lowers herself slowly, until she finds every inch of Hoagie Gilligan now deep inside of her. He’s easily bigger than any vibrator she’s ever used, and she takes a while to savor this moment. But she doesn’t take long, and starts to bounce her hips up and down; at least until Cree stops her.
“Uh-uh. Take it slow.” She advises. “Don’t want it to end too soon, do you?”
Abby definitely doesn’t want that, so she heeds her sister’s advice and slowly rocks her hips, enjoying Hoagie’s long log pumping in & out of her. After a while the sensation becomes too much for Abby, and she finds her hands on Hoagie’s chest. She holds them there to keep her balance, but curiosity sets in as she feels the definitions of his chest from under his white cotton T-shirt. Rolling it up, she and Cree are surprised to discover TND’s resident tech geek is developing a 6-pack.
“Hoagie, when did you get this?” Abby asks.
“Heh, it’s from the workouts I’ve been doing with Numbuh 4.” He explains. “I guess the results are starting to show.”
“I’ll say!” Abby & Cree reply in unison. Abby starts running her fingers all across his chest, as Cree’s struck with an idea.
“Hey Abby, I know how to make this moment even better.”
Abby turns her head to her sister. “And just how can MMMMMPPHHHH!!!”
The sound of her voice is immediately muffled by Cree’s lips as the two sisters lock in a passionate kiss. It completely catches Abby by surprise, though not enough for her to break it. The moment becomes more shocking however, when Cree inserts her tongue into the kiss. Abby instinctively thinks of backing away, but the feel of it in her mouth becomes intoxicating, and she begins to mimic her sisters tongue movements.
Meanwhile, Hoagie stares at the makeout session in disbelief. “OK, this is officially the greatest day of my life.” He utters to himself. “Even greater than when I found Yipper Card #150.”
As he marvels, the kiss comes to an end, with Cree sucking on Abby’s bottom lip for a moment, before leaving a thin line of saliva connecting their mouths. Abby wears a far-out expression on her face in response to the kiss, a look that Cree can’t help but to find adorable.
“Maurice loves it when I do that.” She says, before looking at Hoagie. “Show it to him.”
“Show it to me?” Hoagie asks confused. “It was just a kiss. I mean a hot one, but GLOMMMMPPHHHH!!!”
Abby decides to show Hoagie it was more than just a simple kiss by shoving her mouth into his. Her tongue almost immediately invades his mouth, which causes his eyes to nearly roll into the back of his head. He never thought tongue could actually be used in kissing, though he heard rumors from Wally. Regardless, this is MUCH better than just a simple kiss for both teens. With their tongue in each other’s mouths and Hoagie’s cock deep inside of Abby, this is heaven.
After a minute, the two end breaking their makeout due to lack of air. Lack of energy, however, is not an issue as Abby begins to rock her hips faster. Hoagie follows right behind, grabbing hold of Abby’s hips and thrusting up into her soaking snatch.
“AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!”
The amount of pleasure is nearly too much for Abby to handle, but there’s no way she’s stopping, no way in hell. As her hips bounce rapidly and she bucks almost wildly in her ride, Cree wraps her arms around her little sister from behind, and gropes her breasts. Abby more than welcomes the extra pair of hands, as it gives her the chance to feverishly rub her erect clit with one hand, and Hoagie’s chest with the other. She continues to ride his cock hard, the look on her face saying it all; Abby’s drunk off of the pleasure. No vibrator has ever reaches spots Hoagie’s hitting right now, and no vibrator has ever pulled the younger Lincoln to her climax like this. And she’s drunk off every moment of it as her limit approaches.
“OH GOD!!!” She screams. “HOAGIE, I’M GONNA CUM SO HARD, BABY!!!”
“ME TOO, ABBY!!!”
A moment passes, and Abby hits the pinnacle of her sexual ride. Her body switches to automatic for a moment, as an orgasmic wave of pleasure crashes down onto her. It’s strong enough to make her lose balance, and as Cree lets go of her, she falls forward, catching herself on Hoagie’s chest and lying there, basking in the afterglow. Hoagie looks ready to let off deep inside his supreme commander, but hopes of that fly out the window as Cree pulls his cock out of Abby’s quivering pussy.
“Hey, what’s the deal?” He asks, upset that he’s been denied his orgasm.
“Calm down, Hoagie.” Cree tells him. “Abby’s not on the pill like me, and I don’t feel like being an Aunt yet. As for you…”
Cree solves Hoagie’s ‘hanging’ problem taking a long lick of his slick shaft, before swallowing his man meat. She gives it two good slurps, and sends Hoagie over the edge. With a twitch of his rod and a leg spasm, he unloads a hot load of jizz into Cree’s mouth this time, joining Abby in orgasmic bliss. Surprisingly, Cree keeps his cock in her mouth, welcoming its contents as Hoagie now spurted his cum sporadically. It’s more than enough to fill the older Lincoln sister’s mouth, and it begins to trickle out through the sides. After Hoagie’s cock spasms subside, Cree removes it from her mouth and swallows the semen deposited there, before licking up the amount left on her lips.
It’s a sight Hoagie thought he would never see. “Numbuh 4 is never gonna believe this.” He thinks.
“You sure know how to blow, kid.” Cree tells Hoagie. “Haven’t swallowed that much since my first time with Maurice.”
Hoagie can only give an exhausted nod in agreement, as both he and Abby have been left spent from their hot fucking…and it’s just what Cree wanted. Standing up, she places her breasts back into her bra cups and presses the button in the middle, reactivating her Battle Ready Armor. Abby hears the armor activating, and forces herself to sit up on Hoagie, turning to her sister.
“So this is it?” She asks. “Ya still gonna corrupt the TND Database after all this?”
Cree just smirks as she picks up the remote off the floor. “Actually, it would be kinda hard to do that…with Dad’s garage door opener.”
A look of shock fills Abby’s face as Cree tosses the remote to her. She grabs it and looks at it closely. Sure enough, her sister’s right. The TND access code was put in on the LCD screen, but all the remote is good for is opening the door so the station wagon can get out. Abby’s been duped. Duped into watching his sister enjoy having her way with Hoagie, and then participating for the ride of her life. She’s been duped…and she doesn’t have any regret about it.
“If it’s consolation though, I did manage to steal the codes to the TND Armory off of Hoagie.” Cree mocks, grabbing her clothes from off the floor. Suddenly, the escape pod shakes and rattles roughly as a loud splash echoes through it, indicating it’s finally touched down in a body of water.
“And that would be my cue to exit.” Cree smirks at the two lovers as she walks over towards the hatch door. Sliding it open, she only sees miles & miles of water in front of her. They must’ve landed in one of the big oceans, Pacific or Atlantic. Cree didn’t care; she’d find her way back to mainland somehow. But as she prepares to make her leave, she turns back to Abby & grins.
“You got a good guy there, Abby.” She tells her. “Maybe with him you’ll stop hanging around guys like Heimlich.”
And with that, Cree makes her exit. Leaping out of the pod, she ignites the rockets on her armor and zooms off into the morning sky as the hatch door slides closed. Morning sky…that’s right, Abby realizes. Looking at her watch, she reads the time as 6:42am. While out saving the world from a ridiculous curfew, she and Hoagie stayed out well past theirs. But there are no complaints about it, and seemingly no problem. At least until she gets a communication from Numbuh 362.
“Numbuh 5, is everything alright?”
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” Abby tells her. “Numbuh 5 just…went for a little ride, that’s all.”
Numbuh 362 smiles & nods her head in relief. “Well, we’ve found your escape pod in the Atlantic Ocean, just a few miles from shore. But it’ll take us an hour to get to you. Congratulations on a successful mission and…wait, why are you all sweaty? And why is your shirt rolled up?”
“I’ll tell you later!” Abby interrupts, cutting their conversation short. It’s not a subject she wants to get into at this moment, especially with Hoagie underneath her. Speaking of the operative, she turns her attention to him, only to see a worried expression on his face as he looks back up at her.
“Uh…things are gonna be different between us now, aren’t they?” He asks, not sure what their relationship is now.
But Abby just smiles warmly at him. “You damn right they are.” She answers. “Now I’m gonna have to start riding your cock instead of using Cree’s vibrators.”
Hoagie smiles brightly back at her, accepting her covert boyfriend/girlfriend offer. “Well, it’s gonna be a while until TND agents pick us up. Got any ideas?”
“I got one.” Abby replies, reaching back and rubbing her hand against Hoagie’s cock, ready for round 2. “You can give your supreme commander another ride. And that’s an order.”
And its one order Hoagie has no problem carrying out. “Yes, ma’am!”

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