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Night of the Bimbo Sisters	By : Flagg1991 Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 11340 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Lori spun Luna around, her eyes flashing. “You have to wait your turn,” she hissed, and Luna reacted instinctively, punching her older sister in the side of her head. Crying out, she staggered back and tripped over her feet. Arms wrapped around Luna’s shoulders, and she turned to see Luan grinning. “You look kind of like a boy,” she said, “maybe if I close my eyes...” she puckered her lips and started to lean in, but Luna shoved her. She stumbled back into a shelf, and a rusted toolbox fell on top of her head. She screamed and sank to her knees.

“Luna,” Leni said, putting her hand on Luna’s shoulder: Luan jumped and whipped around. “We’re not going to hurt you. We’re just going to make you feel good.” One of Leni’s fingers danced up Luna’s chest.

“Back off,” Luna said. “I mean it.”

Lori was getting back on her feet. Luan was moaning on the floor, blood dripping down her face.

“Don’t fight it,” Leni said. “We’re your sisters.” Luna took another step back, and bumped into the wall. “We’re your...sisters,” Leni said, and leaned in for a kiss, and hating herself, Luna hit her in the stomach with an uppercut. Leni’s eyes and mouth flew open in surprise. Luna shoved her aside, hit Lori with an elbow, and ran up the stairs, turning back to see her sisters all on the ground in varying states of defeat.

When she turned forward again, her heart leapt into her throat. Lynn was blocking the way, her face a mask of crusted blood. Her jersey was spotted red. Her teeth were bared, and she held an ax in her hands. Luna started to scream as Lynn brought the ax up. It flashed down, the blade sinking into Luna’s shoulder. Hot pain exploded through her. Lynn cried out and let go, her left wrist flopping. “That fucking hurt!” she roared.

Luna tried to take a step forward, but her legs gave out and she sank to her knees. Blood was gushing down the front of her shirt, hot and sticky. The world was starting to go gray, and she realized with a rush of terror that she was dying.

“Lincoln!” Lynn roared. She threw herself around in impotent rage, slamming her good fist into the wall. Luna’s eyes rolled back in her head, and she flopped forward.

For a moment, Lynn stood in the middle of the kitchen, panting like a wild animal. Rage and desire coursed through her. She needed a dick in her so bad. She didn’t care whose. Lincoln’s, her father’s, Donald fucking Trump, as long as it was hot and hard.

The rage was stronger than that, however. She looked at her sister’s body, the ax still protruding from her shoulder. “You made me do this, Lincoln!” She threw an elbow into the wall, and went to the oven, turning the surface on with trembling fingers. “You’re gonna fucking pay!”

Soon, the range was glowing hot. She grabbed a rag, and threw it onto one of the burners. “I’m burning the fucking house down! We can all fucking fry!”

In her room, Lisa jerked. She grabbed a microphone, pressed a button, activating the public address system she’d installed, and said, “Lynn! Stop this now!”

“Fuck you!” Lynn roared at the ceiling. “You’re gonna burn too, bitch!”

“Lynn! Stop!”

“Fucking make me!”

Sighing, Lisa slapped the release button, and the metal door protecting her from the rest of her sisters drew back. Taking the gun out and muttering to herself, Lisa went out into the hall, down the stairs, and into the living room just as Lori, Leni, and Luan stumbled into the kitchen from the basement. Lynn was heaping more rags, paper towels, and anything flammable she could onto the range. Smoke curled into the air.

“Lynn!” Lisa called, raising the gun. “Stop this instant or I’ll shoot.”

Lynn spun, her blood-soaked face tight with primal rage. “Yeah? Fucking do it, you little ass-licking bitch.” Lynn rocked back and forth on her feet.

“What happened to Luna?” Leni asked.

“Fuck Luna and fuck you!” Lynn said, glancing at her sisters. She started toward Lisa. “I’m going to rip your...”
Lisa pulled the trigger three times in rapid succession. The first round struck Lynn in the shoulder. The second tore out her throat in a spurt of blood. The third hit her in the face, and she dropped. Leni screamed and Lori stared with wide eyes. Luan blinked and hugged herself.

The things Lynn had heaped onto the stove were burning now. The fire alarm went off, and filled the house with a loud, ear-piercing screech. “Put the fire out!” Lisa said, aiming the gun at Leni. She was not surprised that she enjoyed shooting Lynn, but she was surprised by how close she was to finishing off the rest, too. She grinned and cocked the gun. “Now!”

Leni grabbed the fire extinguisher near the fridge, aimed the nozzle at the stove, and covered it with a thick white coating. She tossed it aside and turned the burners off.

“Alright,” Lisa said, “the next one who tries something like that is going to wind up like Lynn. Do you understand?”

Her sisters nodded.

“Good,” Lisa said, tucking the gun into her pants. “Now if you’ll excuse...”

Her words were cut off when hands grabbed her around the shoulders. “Blood!” Lucy screamed, and when Lisa felt teeth sinking into her throat, she screamed out, too. She reached for the gun, but already she was too weak to hold it, and it fell to the ground.

Lucy shoved her to the floor and got on top of her. Lisa’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of her sister’s pale, blood-splattered face. “Blood!” Lucy cried again, and Lisa passed out. Within minutes, she was in the same place as Lynn.

Lori looked around. Three of her sisters lie dead. A twinge of pain tightened her chest, a bigger, more important twinge tightened her loins. “I’ll deal with this later,” she said, “first, I need Lincoln to cum in me.”

“No, he’s going to cum in me,” Luan said.

“Guys,” Leni said, “I’m sure Lincy has enough for all of us.”

They started toward the stairs.

I hope, Luan thought, shivering at the thought of her brother pumping his hot load into her pussy.

What have I done?

Lucy sat next to her sister’s body, her arms wrapped around her knees. She rocked back and forth, so cold that her teeth chattered. Lisa, the second youngest of the Loud kids, lay with her arms and legs splayed. Her glasses had come off and sat broken on the carpet. Her throat was a bloody mess, and Lucy shivered as she tasted it on her lips. I killed my sister and drank her blood. My little sister...

Lucy stopped rocking when her eyes fell upon the gun. She reached forward, picked it up, and put it in her mouth.

In the vent, Lincoln watched as the top of Lucy’s head exploded in a shower of gore, and she slumped over. He uttered a strangled cry, and slammed his head against the grate, which gave under his weight, popping open and spilling him to the floor: He landed next to Lisa’s body. Her eyes stared sightlessly at the ceiling and blood oozed from her ruined neck. Lincoln screamed and scooted away, bumping into something. He turned to see Luan staring down at him, a crooked smile on her face. He yelled out, but she wrapped her hand around his mouth and dragged him to a standing position. “Shhh,” she said, “the others might hear you, and I don’t wanna share.”

She shoved him back onto the couch and mounted him, caging his legs with hers. Her bare crotch touched his leg, and he jumped. It was warm and soft and slightly slick. He threw his arms defensively up, but she smacked them away. “Don’t fight it, Lincoln,” she said, rolling her hips. “I promise it won’t hurt.”
Tears flooded his eyes. “Luan, please...”

“I promise you,” she whispered into his ear. “You’ll like it.”

“Luan...”

She reached under her skirt, ran a finger along her damp opening, and then stuck it in Lincoln’s face. He tightened his lips and threw his head to the side. “Taste me, Linc,” she said. He threw his head to the other side, but she was fast, smearing his bottom lip. She giggled. “How does it taste?”

Lincoln’s lip tingled, burned. He opened his mouth to cry out, and warmth flowed into his lungs. He instinctively licked his lip, and his tongue began to burn too. It was painful. It was...it was...euphoria.

His eyes locked with his sister’s. His penis began to stiffen. “You taste good,” he said, and she blushed.

“I don’t taste funny?” she asked.

“You taste like candy.”
She giggled and leaned in slowly, her cheeks scarlet and her lips trembling. The smell of her warm breath was intoxicating, and Lincoln’s stomach fluttered. Their lips brushed, and a thrill ran through him. “Lincoln,” she sighed, “I’ve wanted this for so long.” Lincoln grinned up at her, running his fingers through her hair. She rolled her neck like a cat and made a long purring noise. When she looked at him again, her eyes were shinning. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

They kissed, Luan’s tongue slipping into his mouth. The taste of it was incredible. Lincoln’s heart slammed against his chest. He returned the kiss, licking the tip of Luan’s tongue and shuddering. She pulled back, and he sucked her bottom lip.

“I’m so fucking hot right now,” she panted.

Lincoln nodded. “Me too.”

She grinned. “Better lose those undies then.” She lifted her weight off of him, and he hurriedly pulled down his underwear. When she settled again, his penis pressed against the cleft of her vagina. Her eyes rolled back and she laughed. “I don’t think I’m going to last very long.”

“Neither am I.”

She shifted her weight, and Lincoln felt himself knocking at her door. “Are you ready?” she asked hungrily.

“Yes,” Lincoln said urgently, the pressure already rising. He understood now why they were chasing him. He would have chased them too.

Sighing, Luan slowly settled on him. He entered her, and threw his head back against the couch, the pleasure so great that it was agony. She made small mewling noises as she sank onto him. She took his face in her hands and looked at him, her eyes narrowed and her mouth hanging open. “I’m so close,” she moaned.

Lincoln grabbed her hips and forced her roughly down onto him. She cried out and shook, her walls tightening around him. He felt himself cumming, and tried to hold back, but a geyser erupted forth, shooting deep into his sister’s womb. Luan threw her head back and screamed. The curve of her throat and her nipple playing peek-a-boo through her shirt made Lincoln faint, and he gave another thrust, then leaned forward and licked her chest. “Goddamn it, Linc!” she hissed through clenched teeth.

When he’d finished squirting, she rolled off of him. He caught a flash of her sweet flower, and the way his seed oozed out of her and coted her thighs made him shudder.

“My turn!”

Lincoln looked up to see Leni standing before him, a wide and happy smile on her face. “Hey, Leni,” Lincoln said.

“Hey,” she said, biting her lower lip. She sank to her knees and took him in her hand. It was warm, and he twitched. She looked up at him with doe-like eyes, and Lincoln was so turned on that he almost pounced on her. “Does that feel good?” she asked, beginning to stroke the shaft.

“So good,” he said, burying his head into the back of the couch.

She rubbed her thumb across the head, and Lincoln moaned. “Does that feel good?” she asked, her voice lower.

“Leni,” he chuckled, “yes.”

She leaned down and flicked her tongue over his tip, then took him fully into her mouth, slowly impaling herself on his penis. Lincoln grabbed a handful of the cushion and arched his back. Next to him, Luan took his hand, and their fingers intertwined. She kissed his nipple, then put her lips around it. He let out another moan. She looked up at him, and trailed her tongue up his chest to his neck, his chin, his lips. Leni increased her speed, and Lincoln bucked his hips, hitting the back of her throat. Luan put her hand on his cheek and shoved her tongue into his mouth. He wrapped one arm around her shoulder, and slipped the other into her shirt. He rubbed her nipple, and she shuddered. Leni moved faster still, and Lincoln felt himself reaching his peak. He pulled back from Luan and moaned. “I’m cumming!”

When he did, he let out a strained cry. Long ropes of semen shot into his sister’s mouth and spilled down her throat. She pulled back, panting, white dripping from her mouth. “Was that good?”

“So good,” Lincoln breathed. He closed his eyes and shivered. His dick was still hard. The pressure was rising once more.

“I see you finally came around, baby brother.” Lincoln opened his eyes, and Lori was standing in front of him, a sly smile on his face. Her bare pussy was inches from his face, the heat and musky smell caressing his face and nose. Lincoln licked his lips and leaned forward, kissing her smooth center and looking up at her. Her eyelids fluttered. “I came twice. Wanna make it three?”

“I do,” Lori said, and climbed on top of him, then stripped her shirt off. Her breasts were pert and firm. Lincoln took them in his hands, and she shivered. “Oh, yes.” She put her hands on his and pressed them harder. Fresh passion overcame Lincoln, and he rolled her onto her back. He was on top now, staring down into her half-lidded eyes. Her legs were splayed in a V-shape. “I like it when a man takes control,” she said.

Grabbing one of her ankles, he thrust into her, and she jumped. “Jesus!” she gasped. ‘Yes!” She was tighter than he expected. She clenched around him, and even the slightest movement sent his head into the stratosphere. “I’ve been waiting all night for this!”

Gritting his teeth, Lincoln pulled back and thrust roughly forward. She jumped again, her throat working furiously. Luan, kneeling next to her head, leaned in and they kissed passionately. Seeing his sisters sucking each other’s faces, catching glimpses of their tongues writhing in passion, sent Lincoln over the edge, and he threw himself into his oldest sister and exploded. Lori shook and moaned as his hot cum filled her.

Momentarily spent, Lincoln flopped down onto her, and she wrapped her arms around him. “My sweet, sweet, naughty little brother,” she whispered into his ear.

“My big, slutty sister,” Lincoln said, kissing her collarbone.

“Yes, I am,” Lori said, and laughed.

“Lincy?”

Lincoln turned. Leni was standing over them, an anxious look on her face. “Can...can you fuck me now?”

Lincoln grinned, then kissed Lori. “Sure.”

“Eeeee!” Leni squealed, holding her hands up.

Lincoln slipped off of Lori and got to his feet. His legs were shaky, and he stumbled. “Bend over the arm of the couch,” he said.

“Okay!” she went over to the arm of the couch and bent. “Ready!”

Lincoln stood behind her and slipped her underwear down. Her pink asshole looked so inviting that before Lincoln could stop himself, he slipped a finger inside. She jumped. “Oooh, Linc! That’s different!”

He shoved it as far as he could, then brought it back out and licked it. The taste made his passion boil. He grabbed her hips and jammed himself into her pussy. “God!” He pulled it almost all the way out, and then slammed it back in. Leni let out a long moan. He pulled all the way out, then rubbed the head against her opening. She hissed. Grinning, he rammed it back in, and she fell forward, screaming as her body spasmed and her walls tightened around him. Lincoln cried out as he gave her every last drop of his forth consecutive orgasm.

Done, he lay against her back, spent.

“I knew you’d fuck like a stallion,” she said.
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