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Casino Night	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 4267 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Loud House or its characters. I made no money writing this story. I have never actually visited Earth 17.2, but I've read all the guidebooks.

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Chapter 3: The Grand Prize
With a long sigh, Lincoln showed Carol his cards: the jack and queen of hearts, which combined with the five cards on the table—the three of diamonds, the four of clubs, the seven of spades, the nine of hearts, and the king of hearts—gave him absolutely nothing.
Then Carol showed Lincoln her cards, and there in her hand was the card that would have given him a straight flush, the card he had so desperately wanted: the ten of hearts.
Dang it, she KNEW I didn't have it, Lincoln thought. THAT'S why she didn't fold.
For a moment, he was angry with Lisa. She had seemed pretty certain that the ten of hearts was either still in the deck or in the discard pile. But he quickly realized that those were indeed the most likely scenarios. He had just been unlucky.
But then Lincoln looked at Carol's other card: the jack of diamonds. His white eyebrows rose in shock.
“Wait a sec,” he breathed, his eyes flicking back and forth between Carol’s cards and the community cards before moving up to Carol's face. “You had nothing?”
“Yeah,” Carol sighed. “I could tell you were bluffing, so I figured I could make you fold. When you didn't, I just had to see your cards to make sure I was right. I already have more than enough chips for the prize I want: That hand-tailored negligee is going to look so good on me.”
Clyde took a good look at the cards on the table and said, “Ladies and gentlemen, Lincoln Loud wins with queen high!”
Lincoln almost couldn't believe it as Carol stood up from the table and offered him her hand to shake, which he did. The other players applauded. Then Agnes, Girl Jordan, and Zach took their chip-buckets and headed upstairs.
“How did you know I was bluffing?” Lincoln asked Carol.
“Sorry, Lincoln,” Carol replied, “a good poker player never reveals her opponents’ tells.” She leaned toward him and continued, “Because I want to have the best chance of literally beating the pants off you at my strip-poker sleepover next weekend. I don't usually invite middle-schoolers, but-” She glanced down at his crotch. “-you're obviously more…mature…than most.”
“Um, thanks, sounds great,” Lincoln replied with a grin. He wondered what it would take to get Lisa to help him win that poker game, too.
Lincoln's victory had left him with more chips than he could carry in his plastic bucket. Fortunately, Clyde had been prepared for this eventuality; from behind the makeshift bar, he pulled out two canvas tote bags that his dads had received for their donations to local public radio. Then Clyde helped Lincoln haul the bags up the stairs to the cashier's table. Stella was still stationed there, and her face lit up when she saw Lincoln approach with his sacks of loot. Proudly, Lincoln poured his chips onto the table, making Stella gasp.
“Wow, Lincoln, you won big time!” she exclaimed.
Sensing Stella’s eagerness, Lincoln could already feel a stirring in his black silk boxers as he replied, “I sure did.” He smiled salaciously at her and added, “And I know exactly which prizes I want.”
Working together with Ms. Pham, Stella counted out Lincoln's chips. Lincoln saw her smile when she reached two hundred and fifty: the number of chips Lincoln would need to exchange for the night with Stella and her mom. Of course, Stella and Ms. Pham had quite a bit more counting to do after that to reach the second two hundred and fifty chips needed to win the graphics card.
“Oh, yes indeed,” Lisa said, rubbing her hands together. “Prepare, world, for the ultimate rendering of the human genome!” Then Lincoln provided his mailing address for the delivery of the graphics card, and Lisa added, “…In five to seven business days.”
When the counting was done, Stella came around the table and moved so close to Lincoln that she could put one of her long legs between his, pressing her smooth thigh against the bulge in the front of his blue suit pants. Moving her leg subtly, she rubbed him with her thigh, and the bulge got a little bigger.
“So Lincoln,” she murmured sexily, “when do you wanna claim your prize?”
With an invitation like that, Lincoln couldn't bear to wait even a day. “Does right now work for you? And your mom?”
Teasingly, Stella replied, “Wellllll, I don't think we have any plans tonight.”
Lincoln grinned. “You do now.”
***
“Stella,” Judy said as she, Stella, and Lincoln approached her sedan in the school parking lot, “why don't you ride in the back with Lincoln? You can give him a little preview of tonight’s entertainment.”
Stella gave Lincoln a wink as she replied, “That sounds fun.”
Lincoln was just fastening his seat belt when something occurred to him.
“So,” he said, trying to sound casual, “what's Mr. Zhau up to tonight?”
“Oh, he's at his annual hot yoga retreat all weekend,” Judy replied.
“I hope he's more careful this time,” Stella said. “Last year, he fucked one of the other yoga-retreaters in the studio, and they both ended up in the ER with heat stroke.”
Lincoln nodded in understanding. His sister Lynn had learned a similar lesson about fucking in the sauna after an away game at a fancy prep school.
As the car pulled away from the curb, Stella said, “Now, about that preview…”
She leaned over and kissed Lincoln. He kissed her back, then kissed her again and slid one hand up the slick front of her silk dress to cup her breast. Judy glanced at them in the rearview mirror and smiled.
Judy wasn't the only one watching. Back at the Loud house, Lisa had managed to dry out her laptop, and now she was back in her desk chair, her headset mic turned off and her bedroom door locked as she continued to watch and listen to the action through Lincoln's eyes and ears. She couldn't see a lot when Lincoln and Stella were kissing, but whenever her brother came up for air, Lisa enjoyed watching him fondle Stella's breast through her tight silk dress.
Lincoln could never have won this tryst with the Zhaus without my assistance, Lisa thought, so this prize is as much mine as his. And I intend to enjoy it to the fullest, albeit vicariously.
Soon, the car pulled into the Zhaus’ garage. Lincoln hopped out and followed Judy and Stella into the house, through the kitchen, and into the living room.
“So Lincoln,” Stella asked, “top or bottom?”
Lincoln knew that Stella wasn't referring to sex positions, but to whether he wanted to be dominant or submissive tonight. She was well aware that he liked both.
“Tonight, definitely top,” Lincoln replied. He smiled naughtily at Stella and Judy as he added, “What boy doesn't want to dominate a hot mom and daughter?”
Judy smiled back at him and said, “Well then, Master, your slaves await your instructions.”
“Your explicit instructions,” Stella added naughtily.
Lincoln chuckled at the pun. He knew from experience that Stella loved dirty talk.
“Well then,” he said, falling into the role, “let's start with you two sluts stripping for me. And keep in mind how much I like looking at tits.”
Lincoln’s request for a striptease was not merely a whim. Stella once told Lincoln that her mom had been a competitive exotic dancer in her high school days. And Stella was no slouch at the art herself; she had once manacled Lincoln to her brass bedstead with a pair of fuzzy pink handcuffs and then performed a very enticing striptease for him that had made his big cock rock-hard by the time she was fully nude and ready to mount him.
“Please give us one moment, Master,” Judy replied.
She and Stella left the room, so Lincoln took a seat on the sofa. Lincoln imagined they had gone to change clothes, so he was a little surprised when they returned a mere half-minute later, still wearing their red silk cheongsam dresses—with the addition of black bunny-ear headbands and white cottontails.
Hmmm, sexyyyy, Lincoln thought. Wait, does this mean I'm a furry?
Before Lincoln could give that subject any further thought, Stella put her phone on a wooden chest that served as a coffee table and started a sultry Terry Whyte song playing on the living room's sound system. Then she moved next to Judy. In perfect sync, mother and daughter swiveled their hips slowly and sexily while sliding their hands down over their own clothed breasts, giving them a little squeeze in passing. The tightness of their dresses only made the act more erotic.
They turned around and swayed their hips, giving Lincoln a good look at their asses under the tight red silk and beneath those fluffy white cottontails. Lincoln watched Stella's small, tight backside move in time with Judy's wider, curvier one and found that he couldn't choose a favorite.
They turned back around and began to unbutton their dresses. Again, mother and daughter moved in perfect sync, undoiing the same buttons at the same time.
Omigosh, Lincoln thought, they actually rehearsed this. Or maybe they do this all the time. I wonder if they take one of those mother-daughter striptease classes, like Lola keeps trying to get Mom to do with her? I wish Mom would say yes; I like watching her shake that big booty.
Judy pulled Stella close to her side, then draped her left arm around Stella's shoulders and reached down to play with one of her daughter’s small breasts, her hand sliding over the slick red silk of the girl’s dress. In an impressive display of manual dexterity, Judy used her other hand to rapidly undo several of the knotted buttons of her own dress. When she had undone all the buttons between her neck and her waist, the dress fell partway open to reveal Judy's left breast, which was round, firm…and bare.
I knew it! Lincoln thought. No bra!
Stella smiled at her mom, then looked at Lincoln and repeated her mother's one-handed unbuttoning trick, revealing her own, smaller left breast. Then both Zhaus undid the rest of their buttons. Just as the dresses fell the rest of the way open, Judy and Stella turned their backs to Lincoln, plucked off their cottontails, and flung them away. Then they slipped off their dresses and swung them in a lazy circle over their heads before tossing them onto an easy chair.
Now, Judy and Stella were wearing only their black bunny ears and black silk panties. Lincoln smiled at the sight of the two ladies swaying their hips in perfect synchrony, their matching panties clinging tightly to Stella's petite ass while stretching across Judy's broader one. This was exactly what Lincoln had been hoping for in his first mother/daughter sexual encounter (at least, the first one that didn't involve his own mom and one of his sisters).
The two Zhau women turned around, and Lincoln was again treated to a nice bit of contrast, this time between Stella's cute, perky little breasts and Judy's rounder, fuller ones. Judy’s nipples and areolas were also larger than Stella's, but both were the same inviting shade of dark brown.
To the beat of the music, the two ladies put their hands on their hips and slid them up their waists and the sides of their chests and down again. With this movement, Stella's hands merely grazed the sides of her little boobs, whereas Judy's hands caught a little bit of the undersides of her breasts on the way up, slightly lifting them and then letting them drop and jiggle for a moment, and then jiggling them again when her hands came back down. Perhaps not to be outdone, Stella extended her thumbs when she and her mother repeated the move, thereby catching her little conical nipples on the way up and the way down. The repeated stimulation quickly made Stella's nips grow erect.
Judy and Stella took off their bunny ears and tossed them away. Then they turned their backs to each other and, still moving to the music, slowly backed up until their asses were mere inches apart. Both girls bent forward and slid their black panties down their legs, giving Lincoln a profile view of each one's fine backside—Judy’s round one and Stella's tight one.
The two Zhaus slowly straightened up, each casting a smoky look at Lincoln as the song ended. Lincoln took a moment to admire their fully nude bodies, including Judy's neatly groomed black bush and Stella's bare pussy-mound. (During the game of Truth or Dare at Liam's barn sleepover, Stella had confessed that she preferred to keep her pussy shaved until she was old enough to grow more than a few wispy strands of pubic hair.)
“Very nice, ladies! I mean, slaves,” Lincoln said with a horny grin. “Now, how about you get my cock out before it rips a hole in my best pair of pants?”
Stella turned to her mother and said, “Allow me.” When Judy nodded, Stella dropped to her knees next to Lincoln, undid his belt, and pulled down the zipper of his blue suit pants. Lincoln was mostly watching Stella but, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Judy's black eyebrows rise in surprise at the size of the bulge in Lincoln's briefs. Then Stella pulled the briefs down, and Lincoln's cock sprang free, bobbing in the air.
“Mom,” Stella said with a grin, “allow me to introduce 'Big Lincoln.'“
“Hey,” Lincoln protested, “how do you know Ronnie Anne's nickname for it?”
“Are you kidding?” Stella replied. “Ronnie Anne's 'Family Preg Party' video totally went viral.”
Judy didn't seem to hear any of this conversation. She was just staring at Lincoln's erect cock.
“Oh, my,” Judy breathed. “When you told me his cock was like a boa constrictor, I thought that was just hyperbole. How can a sixth-grader be hung like that?”
“It runs in the family,” Lincoln replied. Gesturing at his cock, he added, “If you think this is big, you should see my Pop-Pop's. Any of the ladies at the nursing home who want to fuck him have to be cleared by their doctor.”
“It's too bad you don't have any brothers,” Stella commented. “Seems like a waste of that big-dick gene.”
Lincoln’s hard cock went even harder as an idea struck him.
“Wellllll,” Lincoln replied slyly, “if you want the Zhau family to have that gene, we don't have to use birth control tonight.” He smiled wolfishly at Stella and added, “Our school has a great daycare.”
Barely noticing that she was doing it, Lisa clenched her fists and held her breath as she watched the screen intently, waiting for the Zhaus' reply.
Lincoln wasn't really expecting them to say yes. The most he'd realistically hoped for was that they would pretend to let Lincoln get them pregnant as part of the submissive roleplay.
“Oh, Stella, let's do it!” Judy said, throwing an arm around her daughter's shoulders. “Let's both give Lincoln a shot at impregnating us.”
“Yesh!” Lisa cried, then clapped a hand over her mouth.
Her face turning a bit pink, Stella smiled at Lincoln and said, “As games of chance go, that sounds like more fun than any of the ones at Casino Night.”
Horny joy bubbling up inside him, Lincoln grinned broadly and replied, “Okay, but I warn you: I knocked up Ronnie Anne on the first try.”
Judy licked her lips and replied, “You call it a warning; I call it a selling point.”
Still on their knees, Judy and Stella looked demurely up at Lincoln as Judy asked, “Master, how would you like us to get this sweet love-torpedo ready to fire?”
Lincoln smiled down at them and replied, “Let's see what you girls can do with your hands.”
Judy and Stella had clearly planned for this, because all they had to do was reach behind them to pump some amber-colored oil into their hands from a bottle on one of the sofa's side tables. Then they turned their attention fully to Lincoln's genitals. While Stella ran both hands slowly up and down Lincoln's length, Judy skillfully fondled his big balls.
“Oh, Master,” Judy murmured, “I can already feel your balls swelling. They must be making so much cum for you to pump into our fertile wombs…”
Lisa, still watching intently, found her libido amping up in response to Judy's remark.
“Masturbot,” she said, “shtimulation level one.”
As before, three rubbery tentacles emerged from the seat of Lisa's chair. Two of them began to slowly circle their tips around the edges of Lisa's tiny pink nipples, while the third tentacle did the same with her clit. Lisa sighed happily.
“God, I love this thing,” Stella breathed as she stroked Lincoln's ever-firmer cock. Then she looked up at Lincoln. “I'm looking forward to you shoving it in me, Master, but I'm looking forward to sucking it hard again almost as much.”
Smiling down at her, Lincoln replied, “You'll get your chance.” Then he looked down at his cock, which was now fully hard, and said, “But first, let's get this babymaker into a Zhau-pussy.”
Stella and Judy released Lincoln's cock and balls and stood up. Each of them struck a sexy pose: Stella cocked her hip and put one hand on it, while Judy turned away from Lincoln then turned back toward him at the waist so as to show off her tits and ass at the same time.
“Player's choice, Master,” Stella said seductively. “Which of us do you want to fuck first?”
“Whichever one you choose,” Judy purred, “will have the better chance of getting pregnant.”
“Gosh, Mom,” Stella said teasingly, “given how fertile Lincoln is, I don't think we need to worry about that. We might both be carrying his babies by the time he's done with us.”
Overhearing this conversation was getting Lisa hotter by the moment.
“Masturbot,” she said, “shtimulation level two.”
The thin, rubbery tentacles that had been teasing Lisa's nipples now began to vibrate as they rubbed her little pink buds, as did the one stimulating Lisa's clit.
“Mmmm…” Lisa hummed happily.
“I think,” Lincoln said, “I'll start with Stella.”
“Nice,” Stella replied. “I'm all warmed up, so all you have to do is pick a position.”
For Lincoln, this was an easy choice.
“Mating press,” he said. “My mom says it's the best position for getting pregnant.”
“Well,” Judy replied, “if any woman in Royal Woods is an expert on getting pregnant, it's Rita Loud.”
Tall and lanky though Stella was, she still had the flexibility of youth. So after she lay back on the bed, she had no trouble pulling her long legs back until her shins were almost touching her shoulders.
“Is this what you desire, Master?” she asked with a grin.
Grinning back at Stella, Lincoln pointed at the hairless cleft between her tan thighs and replied, “If you mean that sweet preteen pussy, then hell yes.”
Lincoln mounted her. Stella reached down to put his thick cockhead between her wet pussy lips, then slid it down to her entrance. Lincoln felt the tight hole open slightly in response to the touch of his cock, and he pushed in, slowly but steadily.
“Ohhhhh, fuuuuuck…” Stella breathed. “I forgot how fucking big you feel inside me. Lincoln…I mean, Master…”
Moments later, Lincoln's cockhead pressed against Stella's cervix as he hit bottom inside her.
“Oh, Goooooddd…” Stella moaned. “It's so big that…I feel like I'm pregnant already…And those big balls…right against my ass…I can practically feel them filling up with cum…”
“Oh yeah they are,” Lincoln replied. “And it's all for you.”
Lisa watched and listened as Lincoln began to pump Stella slowly. In her five years of life to date, Lisa's greatest erotic experience had not been anything she had done herself. Rather—although she had never admitted this to anyone—it had been witnessing Lincoln impregnate Ronnie Anne. Not only had Lisa watched this event with rapt attention when it happened, but subsequently, she had viewed the video on her laptop over and over while masturbating herself to a series of powerful climaxes.
Lisa supposed her fetish made sense from an evolutionary standpoint. Lincoln, being her sibling, shared approximately 50% of her genetic code. Thus, in passing on his genes to his and Ronnie Anne's offspring, he had passed on some of Lisa's genes, as well. Now, the possibility of Lincoln conceiving another child and thus passing on more of Lisa's DNA, combined with the sights and sounds of Lincoln plunging his thick member again and again into a girl's wide-stretched pussy, was driving Lisa almost mad with lust.
“Masturbot,” Lisa breathed, “level three.”
Several things happened at once. The thin rubber tentacles that had been rubbing Lisa's nipples continued to vibrate but now encircled each nipple like the loop of a lasso and began squeezing rhythmically, as though Lisa's nips were the teats of a tiny cow. The tentacle rubbing and vibrating against her clit did both things at a higher speed. Meanwhile, a fourth, somewhat thicker tentacle emerged from the chair seat; its tip found the opening between Lisa's labia and then her pussy-entrance and pushed inside, where it moved slowly in and out of her. Yet another tentacle, which was vaguely tongue-shaped and slick with water-based lubricant, arose from the chair directly below Lisa's ass and licked her little pink hole.
Stella looked up at Lincoln's face and gasped, “Don't…hold back…on my account…Master…Fuck me…as hard…as you want…”
The truth was, much as he was supposed to be the one in charge, Lincoln had indeed been holding back to ensure that Stella got off, too. But hearing her words, combined with the fact that she was obviously getting close to orgasm, was all the reason he needed to let himself fuck her faster.
“Oh yes…” Stella moaned. “Fuck me Master…Put your baby in my womb…I want everyone at school…to see my big belly…and know it's your baby…inside me…”
Lincoln could picture it: Stella strutting down the halls of Royal Woods Middle School in a crop top that exposed her big, pregnant belly. Maybe, if he saved his next couple months’ worth of allowances, he could get her a custom-printed top that read LINCOLN'S BABY and had an arrow pointing down at her stomach. The arousing mental image made him fuck Stella even faster.
“That's right…” he panted. “You're getting…knocked up…tonight…and everyone’s…gonna know…it's mine…”
“Oh God Lincoln!” Stella cried, obviously so horny that she forgot to call him Master. “Get me pregnant! GET ME PREGNANT!”
Lincoln had heard some pretty arousing things in his life, but Stella literally begging him to impregnate her beat them all. He screamed “AAAAAAAH!” and firehosed Stella's insides with cum. Stella shrieked with ecstasy and seized Lincoln as though to ensure that not one drop of his seed went anywhere other than up into her womb.
Lisa, too, screamed as she hit her climax—thanks not only to Masturbot’s stimulation but also to the powerful thrill she felt at watching Lincoln inseminate a fertile female. Lisa could easily picture Lincoln's copious seed rushing up into Stella's womb, the millions of sperm fanning out as they sought her waiting egg.
“Oh my God…” Stella gasped in Lincoln’s ear. “There's so much…I can actually feel it…stretching my womb…”
She paused for a moment to catch her breath as Lincoln lifted his torso up off of hers but kept his cock inside her. Stella put a hand on her stomach and grinned at Lincoln as she said, “I’ve got to be pregnant now.”
Lincoln grinned back at her and pulled out. His seed oozed thickly from Stella's gaping pussy—until Judy seemingly appeared from nowhere and pushed a rubbery white dildo into her, stopping the leakage and pushing Lincoln's cum deeper into her daughter’s body. Stella moaned. Judy looked at Lincoln and smiled wickedly as she said, “Waste not, want not, Master.”
“Well,” Lincoln replied, “let's keep this preg-party going. Which means I'm gonna need my two hot slaves to get me good and hard again. But this time, you're both going to have to use your mouths. And at least one of you should use her throat.”
Stella smiled naughtily at Judy and said, “What do you think, Mom? Have you ever swallowed a dick as big as Lincoln's?”
“No, sweetheart,” Judy replied. She licked her lips and added, “Which is why I'm dying to try it. But first we have to get him hard enough to swallow.”
Remaining on her knees, Judy turned sideways to Lincoln and backed up a little so that Stella could take up the same position opposite her. Judy wrapped her hand around the base of Lincoln's semi-tumescent member; then, simultaneously, both Zhau girls began licking his cock, running their tongues along its length and then around the underside of the head. Periodically, the tips of their tongues would touch and take a moment to caress each other—always in full view of Lincoln—before returning to the business of pleasuring him.
It didn't take more than a few minutes of this treatment to get Big Lincoln hard again. Although it wasn't simply the physical attention that had done the job; it was also the anticipation of Judy taking his cock down her throat.
“Ready to swallow?” he asked her.
“Very ready, Master,” Judy replied demurely.
Remaining on her knees, Judy moved directly in front of Lincoln and opened her mouth wide. Lincoln put his cockhead to her lips, then seized her head between his hands and pushed his hips forward, driving his cockhead into her mouth and to the back of her throat. Judy tilted her head up slightly, and when Lincoln heard her swallow, he pushed just a little harder and simultaneously pulled Judy's head toward his crotch, thus forcing the first few inches of his length down her throat.
“Master,” Stella said, “you don't need to take it easy on her. She can take your whole cock even better than Girl Jordan. And I'm sure you would enjoy fucking her nice, tight throat.”
Once Stella had put these ideas in Lincoln's head, there was no resisting them. Lincoln tightened his grip on Judy's head and shoved his thick cockshaft so far and so fast down Judy's throat that his weighty balls swung up and slapped her neck. Then he started fucking her face, making her throat convulse around the shaft that was stretching it from within. Judy gurgled but did not try to stop Lincoln's hard pumping.
“Holy fuck this is hot!” Stella shouted. Then, remembering her role, she added, “But don’t forget to save your cum for her pussy, Master.”
As hard as he was fucking Judy’s throat, Lincoln was still very much in control of both the situation and himself. He knew exactly how much longer he could go before he came.
So he rammed Judy’s face for another full minute. Then, abruptly, he pulled his cock from her throat, shoved her down onto her back on the carpet, and mounted her.
“Here it comes,” he growled. Then he thrust his thick member deep into Judy’s soaking-wet cunt.
“AAAAAAH!” she screamed.
Lincoln pumped her pussy every bit as hard as he had her mouth and throat. Judy cried out “AH! AH! AH! AH!”, making it clear that she was a hairsbreadth from orgasm.
“Ready…to get…pregnant…Judy?” Lincoln grunted.
Because Lincoln was looking directly at Judy's face, Lisa couldn't see any of the fucking action. But hearing Lincoln say those words set both her and Judy off, and they both screamed as they came.
“NNNGHAAAH!” Lincoln cried, shooting his big load into the flailing, shrieking Judy.
After he finished pumping what felt like a gallon of seed into Judy's waiting womb, Lincoln propped his upper half up on his elbows to take some weight off Judy. But he kept his cock buried balls-deep inside her as they both panted for breath. Only when Lincoln felt like he could speak again did he pull out and stand up.
“Wow,” Lincoln said, still panting a little. “I've never gotten deep-throated twice in one day before. That was amazing. And so was shooting that big load into you.”
Judy rose back up on her knees and looked up at Lincoln’s face as she replied, “Not as amazing as the way you used me, Master. You were…masterful.”
Lincoln smiled at her, then looked over at Stella. She was still on the sofa, rubbing her clit and very casually fucking herself with the dildo that was still buried in her pussy.
“Stella,” Lincoln said, “time to come off the bench and show me your BJ skills.”
Stella got up and came over to Lincoln, using one hand to keep the dildo inside her as she walked. Then she knelt down and gazed up at him.
“Master,” she said, “I can't swallow you to the balls like my mom—yet—but I promise to get your cock nice and hard.”
Lincoln smiled naughtily. “Well then, get to it, slave.”
Stella took hold of Lincoln's half-erect member. She didn't seem to care at all that it was coated from head to base in a thick layer of his cum; in fact, she ran her tongue over every inch of his cock, swallowing one mouthful of his seed after another. Merely watching Stella do that would have been enough to restore Lincoln’s erection, so that combined with her skilled use of her tongue on his member had him iron-hard by the time she swallowed the last of his cum.
“Good girl,” Lincoln said.
Stella ran her hand slowly up and down Lincoln’s shaft as she asked, “Now that you're so nice and hard, Master, how do you want to fuck me?”
Lincoln looked over at Judy, who had taken Stella's place on the sofa and was slowly diddling her clit. It gave Lincoln an idea, so he turned back to the kneeling Stella.
“Get on top of your mom on the sofa,” he said. “I want to fuck you from behind while you make out with her.”
“Yes, Master.”
Stella stood up and went over to the sofa, and Judy lay down on her back with her legs parted. Stella got on top of her, seemingly making sure that her small breasts pressed against her mother's larger ones. They both give Lincoln a wicked smile before they turned back to each other and started kissing.
Lincoln watched this action for a minute, slowly stroking his cock all the while. Then he got on the sofa, kneeling behind Stella's cute ass and between Judy's open legs.
The dildo was still buried in Stella's cunt, so Lincoln slowly pulled it out. Then he took a moment to look with satisfaction at the significant quantity of his cum that flowed out of her.
“Get ready, Stella,” he said. “Time to put another nice, big, fertile load in that twelve-year-old womb.”
“Oh, yes, Master,” Stella answered. Then she shifted her tight little ass and moved her knees a bit farther apart, opening her pussy fractionally more.
This action drew Lincoln's attention to Stella's little brown asshole. Lincoln was still holding the dildo, which was liberally lubricated with his cum, so it seemed like there was only one thing to do: put the head against Stella's rear hole, listen to her little gasp of surprise, and then slowly push the rubbery eight-inch fuck-toy into her ass.
“Aaaahhhhhh,” Stella moaned.
“I hope,” Lincoln teased, “you didn't think that my trying to knock you up meant I was gonna leave your sweet little ass alone.”
Stella gasped, “No, Master.”
Lincoln was using his hand to keep the dildo inside Stella's ass, which he couldn't keep doing if he was going to give her a good hard fuck. Good thing I have TWO slaves, he thought.
“Judy,” Lincoln said, “I just buried that dildo in your daughter's ass. Be a good girl and make sure it stays in there.”
“Yes, Master,” Judy replied eagerly. Then she reached around Stella's tight ass and put her hand over the base of the dildo to ensure that it wouldn't slip out.
“Now, Stella,” Lincoln said, “time to fill you up.”
He began slowly pushing his cock into his friend's open pussy. The dildo in Stella's ass was making her already tight love-tunnel even tighter, so Lincoln had to work harder to get in than before. But every inch deeper he penetrated Stella's pussy felt awfully good.
“Oh, Master…” Stella moaned.
“Judy,” Lincoln chided gently, “you're supposed to be keeping your daughter’s mouth busy.”
“Forgive me, Master,” the woman replied. Then she kissed Stella and pushed her tongue back into the girl's mouth.
Lincoln started slowly pumping Stella’s pussy. A moment later, Judy began pushing the dildo in and out of the girl's asshole at the same pace, making Stella moan into her mother's mouth. Seeing Judy take this bit of initiative made Lincoln hornier
“Oh, does my little slave like taking it up both bores?” Lincoln asked teasingly. “Judy, you can let her answer.”
Judy stopped deep-kissing Stella, who gaspingly replied, “Yes…Master…”
“I'll remember that,” Lincoln said.
He fucked her a little faster, and Judy did the same with the dildo. Lincoln smiled at the sight of the white rubber fucktoy going in and out of Stella's preteen asshole.
I'll have to get in that hole myself one of these days, if she lets me, Lincoln thought. Heck, I'd do it tonight if I wasn't so set on getting her and her mom pregnant.
Remembering that he was on a mission to knock Stella up made Lincoln fuck her faster still. Now, both his cock and the dildo were pumping Stella's holes at a good tempo.
“Oh my goodness,” Lisa breathed. “Yesh, Lincoln, inseminate her…” Then, louder, she said, “Masturbot…level four…”
The tongue-like anal stimulator withdrew, and now a second vibrator appendage, which exuded a water-based lubricant through pores in its rubbery surface, extended from the seat of the chair and pushed itself into Lisa’s asshole. It began moving in and out, so that Lisa was getting double-fucked just like Stella—which made it all the easier for Lisa to imagine herself in Stella's place, feeling Lincoln's impressive member pumping inside her, preparing to fill her womb with fertile seed.
One of these days, Lisa thought, I shall devise a process for inducing ovulation in the preadolescent female, and then I shall ask Lincoln to impregnate me. Surely, Mother and Father will have no objection to a mere 9.09% increase in the number of children in the household.
Now, Lincoln was pounding Stella's pussy at full speed. Judy had one arm wrapped around the girl’s waist to keep her stable while she continued working that dildo in the girl's ass, allowing Lincoln's pubis to help her push it in each time the boy thrust forward. Stella was screaming “AH! AH! AH!” and Lincoln knew she was moments away from orgasm. Which was good, because so was he.
“Oh, yes, Master,” Judy said, looking at him from beneath Stella. “Please, put your child inside my daughter. Give us many sons and grandsons with big cocks like yours.”
That last bit of encouragement tipped the scale for Lincoln. Pounding Stella furiously, he cried, “AAAAAAH!” and fired another big load into Stella, who shrieked “AAAAAIIIIIIIII!” and came like mad.
As Lincoln caught his breath, he saw Judy—who was still lying beneath the panting Stella—reach back, open a side table drawer, and produce another rubbery white dildo. This time, Lincoln knew what Judy had in mind, so he waited until Judy had the dildo in position before he pulled his cock out of Stella’s pussy, whereupon Judy pushed the dildo right in. Stella sighed with pleasure.
Judy gently rolled Stella off her, leaving the girl lying on her side on the sofa as Judy got to her feet.
“All right, slaves,” Lincoln said, “time to get me hard again. Got to make sure you're both good and pregnant.”
He heard a moan in his ear. He'd been so absorbed in enjoying his night with the Zhaus that he’d forgotten that he still had his earpiece in.
Lisa still had Masturbot at level four, but she had turned down the intensity of the stimulation as she recovered from her most recent climax. Now she realized that in her post-orgasmic delirium, she had accidentally turned her mic back on. She quickly switched it off again, feeling a touch of embarrassment at Lincoln having heard how much his dedication to impregnating both Zhaus aroused her.
“Of course, Master,” Judy replied.
She got down on her knees at Lincoln’s feet, and Stella rolled off the couch and did the same. With their hands, lips, and tongues, they quickly got Lincoln’s cock erect again. Judy looked up at his face and smiled.
“You are very resilient, Master.”
“You girls really know what to do with a cock,” Lincoln replied. Looking at Judy, he added, “Besides, I'm looking forward to another chance to fuck a baby into you.” He didn't add that hearing his cerebral five-year-old sister moan had unexpectedly added to his arousal.
“Master,” Judy said as she rose to her feet, “may I make a suggestion about your choice of position?”
Curious, Lincoln replied, “Yes, you may.”
Judy opened the chest that served as a coffee table and pulled out a pair of long steel chains. Each had a carabiner at one end; the other end was attached to one end of a padded board about two feet wide.
Is this some kind of bondage gear? Lincoln wondered.
Judy closed the chest, stepped up on top of it, and fastened the carabiners to a pair of rings on the ceiling, so that now it was obvious to Lincoln what the apparatus was.
“A sex swing, huh?” he said. “That could be fun.” His smile turned naughtier as he instructed, “Now hop on and spread 'em.”
With a childlike squeal of excitement, Judy hopped back down to the floor and then up onto the seat of the swing. She seized the chains and opened her legs as wide as her not-inconsiderable flexibility would allow.
“Please fuck me, Master,” Judy said eagerly. “Please make me serve you by carrying your baby. Please shoot a huge load of cum inside me so I can get all knocked up for you.”
Lisa sighed, “Ooooh, yes, that'sh what I like to hear.” She slightly turned up the intensity of Masturbot’s stimulation.
Lincoln pushed his cock into Judy. Her pussy was well lubricated with his cum, so he could get all the way into her with one long push. Then he started pumping her slowly.
“Mmm, Master…” Judy sighed.
As Lincoln kept fucking her slowly, he saw Stella get up off the floor and return to the sofa. She still had the two rubbery dildos buried in her pussy and asshole—in fact, she was using both hands to keep them inside her as she positioned herself so that she was half sitting and half lying back on the couch. Thus, Lincoln was able to see her face as she slowly pumped herself with both dildos.
“I bet I'm good and knocked up now, Lincoln,” she purred. “Just thinking about it is getting me horny again.”
“Me too,” Lisa murmured.
“Imagine,” Judy breathed as Lincoln slow-fucked her, “how we'll look in a few months…big bellies…big breasts…”
“I think we'll be inviting you over a lot for thank-you sex,” Stella added. “And between rounds, we'll put on little shows to keep you hard. If you thought our striptease and the kissing were sexy, wait till you see us really lez out on each other. Don't you think I'll look hot sucking on my mom's big, pregnant tits?”
Lincoln could barely believe it: Even though this was his fourth fuck of the night, and even though said fuck had only just started, he felt irresistibly compelled to go faster. A lot faster.
“Oh God!” Judy cried as Lincoln started pounding her black-tufted pussy. “Oh yes! Oh yes!”
“Gonna…knock you up…Judy…” Lincoln grunted, fucking Judy so hard that the swing's chains rattled. “Gonna…knock you…up…so…hard…”
“Masturbot,” Lisa cried, “level five!”
The dildos in Lisa's pussy and asshole expanded to a girth just short of what the young prodigy's holes could physically tolerate; then their fuck-speed increased from a trot to a gallop. The rhythmic suction on her nipples became stronger and faster, as did the stimulation of her clit. Lisa cried out with pleasure, then began to shout the words that went with her fantasy—words that she had never spoken aloud until now.
“Yesh, Lincoln! Insheminate me!” she cried. “Fertilize my ovum with your potent sheed! Impregnate me with your magnifishent offspring! HaaaaAAAAAAAAAH!”
Lincoln couldn't hear this. But Judy’s increasingly loud moans, combined with the sight of the panting Stella watching him eagerly while double-fucking herself ever faster with the two dildos, was making him horny beyond the telling of it.
“YAAAAAAAH!” he shouted, blasting another big load up into Judy's womb.
“EeeeeEEEEEEE!” Judy shrieked, the sound so high and loud that it blended seamlessly with Stella's simultaneous orgasmic cry. Judy wrapped her arms and legs around Lincoln, forcing his cock into her to the hilt, and Lincoln could feel the kiss of her cervix on his cockhead as her womb greedily drank his seed.
The moment the panting Lincoln opened his squeezed-shut eyes, over Judy's shoulder he saw Stella reach down to the floor, grab her black silk panties, and pull them back on, thus keeping the two dildos in place inside her while freeing up her hands. Then she took yet another rubbery white dildo out of the side table drawer.
Just how many of those things do they have? he wondered.
As he had before when the two women were in the opposite situation, Lincoln waited until Stella was ready with the dildo, then slowly pulled out of Judy's pussy. Stella immediately pushed the dildo in, trapping Lincoln's seed inside her mother.
“Masturbot…power down…” Lisa panted.
The child genius had never before admitted, even in her own mind, that her deep-seated impregnation fetish regarding Lincoln extended to herself. Yes, he was of only average intelligence, but he had many traits that Lisa found highly desirable, both in a lover and in a genetic contributor to her offspring. The notion of admixing her brother’s genetic material with her own, and doing it inside her own body—street name, “fucking a baby into her”—had a visceral appeal.
Lisa didn't know whether Lincoln was finished with the Zhaus, but she was exhausted, and it was well past her bedtime. She set her laptop to record any further action there might be, and then she hopped down from her desk chair to get ready for bed.
Lincoln, too, was worn out, and so were Stella and Judy. They all collapsed onto the sofa, with Lincoln between the two women.
“So Linc,” Stella said, apparently having sensed that the roleplay was over, “how'd you like your prize?”
“As grand prizes go,” Lincoln replied, “that was pretty darned grand.” Both Zhaus chuckled.
Judy slowly pulled the dildo out of her pussy but immediately replaced it with a tampon she'd seemingly produced from nowhere. Then, slowly, she got up.
“Well, kids,” Judy said, “you chat all you want, but I need to get to bed.”
“Goodnight, Judy,” Lincoln said. “I mean, Mrs. Zhau.”
“’Judy’ is fine, sweetie,” the woman replied. “After all, I'm going to be your ‘baby mama,’ as the kids say.”
“G’night, Mom,” Stella said. Then Judy headed upstairs, and Stella moved close to Lincoln, pressing her naked side against his.
“So,” she said, “I know you didn't exactly play by the rules to win this prize.”
Lincoln blinked. “What- What makes you think that?”
“I was sitting out front at the cashier's table all night. I overheard lots of people talking about how Lincoln Loud had cleaned up in blackjack, and roulette, and Go Fish. And you obviously did the same at poker. Nobody's that good or that lucky at every game. And since the other prize you chose was that fancy graphics card, I'm betting your sister Lisa was helping you.”
“Well, I, uh-”
“Don't worry, I won't judge, or tell. There's something pretty damn flattering about being the prize that Lincoln Loud is willing to do anything to win.”
Relieved, he smiled at her. “You're not wrong.”
“Besides,” she added, “I really want to.”
“Want to what?”
“Have your baby. I wasn't just role-playing when I said I love the idea of walking around school with a big belly and big tits and everybody knowing that you did it.”
“Wow.”
“And if it's a boy, I really hope he's hung like you.”
Lincoln gave her a sly look. “Really? Would you fuck your own kid?”
“Oh, like your mom's never boned you. It takes a hell of a horny bitch to get knocked up ten times with eleven kids.”
“Can't deny that,” Lincoln conceded, chuckling. Then he looked at Stella with horny curiosity as he asked, “Would you let Lincoln Junior knock you up, too?”
“Welllll,” she replied wryly, “if he gets that big-dick gene of yours, I'm not sure I'll be able to say no to him.”
“Does that mean you can't say no to me, either?”
“Not anymore, I can't. I mean, I kinda felt that way after the first time we fucked, but after tonight, I know I can't live without you fucking me on the regular. Even if it means being your sex slave.” She chuckled naughtily and added, “Especially if it means being your sex slave.”
Lincoln smiled. “You sure? If you're my slave, I'll make you do anal.”
“I'm counting on it. Nobody's ever gone as deep in my ass as you will.”
“And you're gonna have to ask your mom for cock-swallowing lessons.”
“We'll start tomorrow.”
Lincoln sighed happily. Then he put his arm around Stella. She leaned her head on his shoulder.
“You really know how to make a guy feel like a winner.”
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Many thanks to Jomahawk for beta reading.
Author notes:
- This story is set on Earth 17.2: an alternate version of the world of The Loud House where free sex is the norm. I created Earth 17.2 for the story “Big Lincoln, Little Lincoln,” which I wrote for theian after he won a story raffle I held on Inkbunny a couple of years ago. Some time thereafter, I realized that Earth 17.2 had a ton of story potential that I wanted to exploit further.
- So that's what I had on the brain when my friend and frequent beta reader Jomahawk asked me to write a story that involved gambling—a story that got into the details of the game play as deeply as it did into the sex scenes. I had recently heard about a casino night that a charity in my area was putting on, and *bam*, there the idea was.
- Secret backroom/boiler-room poker games are a trope in movies and TV. I thought it would be amusing to set one at a middle-school charity event.
- I chose Texas Hold 'Em for chapter 2 because it's the version of poker that I'm most familiar with. But I still hadn't played it a lot, so I had quite a bit to learn (or re-learn) about how the game is played and especially about how the betting works.
- Coincidentally, I started writing this story while I was also working on my Glitch Techs story “Retro,” which includes a game of (strip) draw poker.
- The Dead Man's Hand is a real superstition.
- In chapter 3, the dance move in which Judy runs her hands up and down her sides, catching the edges of her breasts and making them jiggle, was taken from a move Akeno Himejima does in the end credits of the anime series High School DxD.
- Lincoln Loud of Earth 17.2 will return in “Very Big Brother,” in which a television studio decides to build a sexy reality show around the Loud family.
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