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Whoops	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 100034 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 8
Disclaimer: I do not own or even rent The Loud House. (If I did, my security deposit would be long gone by now.) I made no money from writing this story.

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Chapter 4
Lincoln looked up at Luna. She had stopped playing her guitar and was looking down at him like a starving wolf looking at a sirloin. The boy might have been worried had he not been feeling the same hunger.
“All right,” Lincoln said enthusiastically. “Let’s do this. Oh, wait, Leni,” Lincoln said as the blonde girl got up. “Could you do me a favor?”
“Sure.”
Lincoln whispered something in Leni’s ear. The girl replied, “No problem. I’ll do it right after my Hail Marys.” Then she gathered up her clothes and left the room.
Lincoln looked back to Luna, who had just pulled off her purple top. She had little in the way of breasts, but her pink nipples protruded from her small mounds in a way that the boy found very appealing.
Despite his lust, he considered the fact that there were still plenty of sisters in line behind Luna. So how would he help her get off in a timely fashion?
Just then, from somewhere, a sexy Nick Swagger song began to play.
“Oh, yeah,” Luna said, shucking off her skirt and panties with one swift motion and then climbing onto the bed with Lincoln.
Lincoln looked over and saw Luan placing a boom box on Lisa’s dresser. “The sooner Luna cums,” Luan explained, “the sooner my turn comes!”
Why didn’t I think of that? I mean, we already had sex and drugs—we just needed to add some rock and roll.
Luna seized Lincoln and kissed him hard. Lincoln, in sexual high gear once again, grabbed Luna’s slim, soft ass and squeezed it firmly as he returned the kiss.
“Wow, sis, your body feels really nice,” Lincoln said, running his hands all over her smooth skin.
“How ‘bout you check out how it feels on the inside?” Luna replied lustily.
She rolled onto her side so that her back was to Lincoln. Then she cocked her top leg to give him access.
“Definitely gonna check that out,” Lincoln said fervidly.
She reached behind her, her fingers searching. “What you got, I gotta get, and put it in me.”
Lincoln moved up behind her and put his erect length into her hand. Her fingers, callused from guitar-playing but still slim and delicate, eagerly wrapped themselves around his shaft and guided him to her heated entrance.
“Shove it in, bro,” Luna said breathily.
Lincoln didn’t have to be asked twice. He pushed his cock into her in one long, slow thrust.
“Yeeeeaaaaaaah,” the girl moaned, seemingly enjoying every millimeter of hard Lincoln-flesh that her brother was putting into her.
“Uhhhhhh,” Lincoln moaned along with Luna, moving his hand up her body and squeezing one of her little breasts. It was soft and springy in his hand, and it felt so lovely in conjunction with the sensation of entering Luna’s hot, tight channel.
He didn’t take more than a few moments to savor these sensations, though. This was partly because he was horny as hell again, and partly because he had a pretty good idea of what would turn Luna on most right now. Instead of starting at his slowest pace he went right to fucking her in time to the music.
“Oooooh, yeah,” Luna said, reaching back to caress Lincoln’s thrusting hip. Then, already starting to pant, she added, “Give it to me, Nick…I’ll be your groupie forever…”
“Um, too right, you, uh, smashing bird,” Lincoln stammered in the closest approximation of an English accent that he could manage under the circumstances.
It seemed to be good enough for Luna, though, because she shouted, “Oh, yeah! I feel the rhythm!”
Mercifully, the beat of the music had just begun to speed up. Lincoln fucked Luna harder and faster, hoping that unlike Nick Swagger, he would actually be able to get some satisfaction. Luna, seemingly driven by the same desire, bucked her body against his, helping him drive into her.
“Yeah!” Luna shouted again. “He loves me yeah, yeah, YEAH!”
Her legs closed and squeezed him on the outside of her body as her vaginal muscles did the same on the inside. Her hand grabbed his, forcing him to squeeze her breast hard as she came, and the combined sensations made Lincoln scream “AAAAAAHHH!” as he climaxed along with her.
She rolled over onto her back, her side overlapping with Lincoln’s. They gasped for breath.
“That was...short but…intense...” Luna panted. She adjusted her position so she could look at Lincoln. “Maybe I’ll be back for a second set. You know, after-”
“-some Hail Marys, I know,” Lincoln finished.
I wonder how many Hail Marys I’ll have to do when this is over. I’ll probably need Clyde to help me do the math.
On second thought, Clyde might try to strangle me if he found out I had sex with Lori. I should probably do my own math.
Leni came in and set a cardboard box, about a foot square and a few inches high, down on the nightstand behind Lincoln. “Here you go,” she whispered.
“Thanks, Leni,” the boy replied, and Leni stepped back, apparently to watch the action to come.
By the time Luna got up, Luan had already undressed. Like Luna, she had almost no breasts, but her pale-pink nipples were puffy. To Lincoln, they looked...delicious.
“Hey, Lincoln,” she said. “Ready for the naked truth? Or at least the bare essentials? Hahahaha!”
“Hello, Luan,” Lincoln said seductively as he lay down on his side, casually reaching behind him with one hand. “I’ve got something for you. It’s big, and thick, and you’re gonna want it inside you.”
“Oh, yeah?” Luan replied eagerly, approaching her brother.
Suddenly, there was an audible “splat!” as Lincoln hit Luan square in the face with the key lime pie Leni had brought him from the kitchen. For a moment, Luan just stood there, looking at him as green custard dripped from her face.
And then she burst into laughter.
“Ahhahahaha!” the naked girl gasped as she smacked her own leg repeatedly. “Oh, Lincoln, that was the best pie gag EVER!”
“And it gets better,” the boy replied.
He scooped a fingerful of custard and whipped cream off of Luan’s face and dabbed it onto her left nipple. Then, slowly, he licked it off.
“Ohhh,” Luan breathed, winding her fingers in Lincoln’s hair.
He did the same with her other nipple. Then Luan pulled his face up to hers to share a long, slow, messy key-lime kiss.
They fell onto the bed together, giggling as they took turns smearing pie onto each other’s necks and chests and then licking it off. Then Luan spread her legs, showing Lincoln her puffy, pink sex—and then smearing a generous dab of key-lime custard on it.
“How about a little pie on pie?” the girl asked.
“Mmm, looks good to me,” Lincoln said, licking his lips.
Just then, Lori reappeared and held out a little white square to Luan. “Thought you could use a moist towelette,” she explained.
“Thanks!” the younger girl replied, ripping open the packet. “Now Lincoln can get wet, too! Hahahaha!”
Luan gave Lincoln’s cock a quick but thorough cleaning, then climbed onto him in a sixty-nine position. Lincoln felt the delightful sensation of his sister closing her warm lips around his cock and taking him into her mouth. Then he started eating the girl’s pie-flavored puss.
“Thank God, they’re doing oral,” Lynn muttered. “I was afraid I was going to have to wait my turn listening to Luan breathing heavy and telling dick jokes.”
In a low voice, Lori replied, “Why do you think I gave her the moist towelette?”
Lincoln didn’t know much of anything about how to perform oral sex on a girl, and it seemed that Luan’s knowledge of cock-sucking was similarly limited (although he was extremely glad that she was at least able to prevent any contact between his dick and her braces). But the energy and enthusiasm they put into the act, combined with their sheer horniness, more than made up for their lack of skill. So it wasn’t long before the tight circle of Luan’s entrance was squeezing Lincoln’s penetrating tongue and the boy was screaming into his sister’s wet slit as she swallowed gout after gout of his cum.
When they were spent, Luan rolled off of Lincoln. Both of them were panting.
“Well,” Luan gasped, “that was sub-lime. Get it?” She elbowed Lincoln in the leg.
“Okay, that’s enough of the funnies,” Lynn half-growled as she grabbed Luan under her arms and practically hauled her out of the bed. “Time for the sports section.”
Lynn was still wearing her wrestler’s robe, which she now threw off with a dramatic flourish, again revealing her white training bra and red sports undies. Then she grinned ferally at Lincoln as she stripped them off.
“Like what you see, Linc?” she said, almost growling with eagerness.
He nodded, staring. Lynn’s thirteen-year-old body was perfectly toned, the nipples of her just-beginning breasts were a pleasing light-brown, and between her thighs there were just a few wisps of brown hair. Lincoln felt his cock go rock-hard again as he gazed at her.
She climbed onto the bed with him, saying, “I don’t need a warm-up; I’m ready for the main event. Just c’mere and stick it in.”
Lincoln looked at Lynn’s wiry, athletic body and the eager gleam in her eyes. Although she was clearly quite aroused as it was, he knew exactly what to say to get her even more fired up.
“Make me.”
Lynn grinned wickedly, then threw herself on Lincoln. The boy put up as good a fight as he could manage, knowing that Lynn would enjoy a challenge. But her wrestling skills were substantially greater than his own, and he soon found himself being held down by his shoulders on the bed, his sister straddling him and nearly drooling as she looked down at his hard cock where it was pinned between her thighs.
“Mine,” she growled. Then, letting go of one of Lincoln’s shoulders, she grabbed hold of his member, raised herself up, and plunged down onto it.
“YEEEEEEESSS!” Lynn hollered. Starting to pump up and down, she shouted, “Your dick feels so much better than my relay baton!”
“She has her own relay baton?” Lori said to no one in particular. “Who does she practice with?”
“Me,” Lucy replied in her usual gravelly monotone. “But only when she promises to pretend to die suddenly from a congenital heart condition at the end of the race.”
Giving Lucy a squicked look, Lori said, “I’ve known you your whole life, and you still keep finding new ways to creep me out.” Barely perceptibly, Lucy smiled.
Lynn closed her eyes for a moment as she bounced on top of Lincoln. The boy decided to take advantage of her distraction; he grabbed her shoulders and forcefully rolled the both of them over so that she was on the bottom. Then he began pumping her even harder than she had been pumping him. She looked up at him with an animal intensity that would have scared the pants off him if he weren’t already pantsless—and so very turned on.
“Gonna be like that, huh?” she growled.
“You know it,” Lincoln snarled back. “Now lie there and take it!”
“Not a chance!”
Grunting, they struggled together, rolling onto their sides as each one tried to get back on top, their forceful coupling not stopping for a moment even as they wrestled. At last, though, Lynn managed to force Lincoln onto his back again, and now she slammed her ass down on his thighs again and again, fucking him brutally.
“I win!” she growled. “I win, I win, I AAAAAAAAAAAH!”
“YEAAAAH!” Lincoln screamed, pumping a flood of cum into his sister as she screamed and thrashed on top of him.
She fell onto him, gasping. But she got her breath back quickly.
“That was awesome,” she exhaled into his ear. “But did you let me win?”
“Lynn,” Lincoln gasped weakly, “I don’t think...I’ll ever...have to…let you win...at anything…”
“Welp, time to hit the showers,” Lynn said cheerfully as she stood up. Then, with considerably less enthusiasm, she added, “Then strap on the knee pads for some Hail Marys.”
“You wear knee pads for praying?” Lincoln asked.
“Gotta protect your joints.”
Lucy now approached the bed. Lincoln, still getting his wind back, looked up at her.
“Lucy…Look, not that I don’t want to…because I’m already getting horny again, but…do you really want to have sex right now, today? I mean, you’re only eight years old.”
“But my soul is as old as time,” the girl replied, and Lincoln could hear a note of desperation in her voice.
“Well, okay,” the white-haired boy said, “but...I’m not exactly sure how to, um, satisfy you. I mean, my Transylvanian accent is even worse than my English one, and-”
“Lincoln,” Lucy interrupted, moving directly in front of him, “I don’t need you to play with me. I don’t even need you to have sex with me.”
Then she did something that utterly shocked Lincoln: She pulled back her hair to reveal her eyes, which looked straight into her brother’s.
“I need you to make love with me.”
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