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Enter the Sandboy	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 53409 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Chapter 7: So, Like, That’s Why It’s Called Rock ‘n Roll?
Because it was Saturday, there was no camp today, and Lincoln was glad of it. In fact, he had a full day of purely sedentary activities planned. And now, he also needed a good chunk of time to think about his situation without having to throw, catch, hit, or dodge anything while he did it.
He’d crossed a new line this morning. He hadn’t just had sex with his sister Lynn—he’d chosen to have sex with her. Consciously.
And he’d liked it a lot, even though Lynn didn’t seem quite as happy with his fully-awake performance as she had been with what he’d done in his sleep. What was that about?
It seemed ironic: Before, he’d been worried that he was doing something terrible and wrong, and now, suddenly, he was worried that he wasn’t doing it well enough. This was a serious emotional roller coaster he was on.
Surely, his inner sexual caveman didn’t understand better than Lincoln how to please a girl. From what he’d seen in Lisa’s video, the guy couldn’t even speak a complete sentence. So what was it?
And as if that weren’t enough to think about, there was still the mystery surrounding the triggering event for all of this: the nightmares. Why did every kid in the house seem to be having them, Lincoln included? Even Lisa didn’t have an answer for that one.
Or so it seemed, until that very afternoon, when Lisa called a sibling meeting in her room.
“As you all know,” Lisa said, “the members of our household have been experiencing an unusually high rate of nocturnal disturbances in the form of nightmares. I hypothesized that these are the result of an auditory stimulus that is entering our subconscious during REM sleep. So last night, I made recordings throughout the house.
“At approximately twelve twenty-three A.M., several of my microphones recorded the following sound.”
She pressed a key on her computer keyboard, and a series of metallic bangs issued from the speakers.
“That’s the sound of the faceless knights from my nightmare!” Lola cried.
“That’s what it sounded like when Clive McKnives was hitting his machetes together!” Lincoln exclaimed.
The other siblings all chimed in, recognizing the sound from their own nightmares.
“But what is it really?” Lori asked.
Lana piped up, “I think I know. Hang on a sec—I need to run outside.”
Lana left the room, and thirty seconds later, everyone could hear the mysterious banging noise. It was issuing from somewhere downstairs. Then the noise stopped, and Lana returned.
“Did you guys hear that?” Lana asked. Everyone nodded yes.
“Thought that might be it. It’s the pipe for the spigot outside. Sounds like it’s not vented right, so when somebody turns the water on, the water moves in bursts instead of a steady flow and makes a racket. Could be all this summer heat cracked the pipe somewhere.”
“But that doesn’t make any sense,” said Lori. “Who would be using the hose in the middle of the night? Every night?”
At that moment, all of the deductive skills that Lincoln had developed as a long-time Ace Savvy fan kicked in.
“Whoever’s doing it,” Lincoln said, “would have to have means, motive, and opportunity. And I can only think of one person who has all three.”
***
Moments later, Lincoln strode into the kitchen, where his father was making a goulash for the family to eat later while he was working at the restaurant. All of the girls fell in behind Lincoln.
“Dad,” Lincoln said accusingly, “have you been watering the lawn late at night?”
Lynn Sr. had been stirring the goulash with a wooden spoon, which he suddenly fumbled in the air, only barely managing to catch it before it hit the floor.
“Wh- why would you say that?”
“Someone’s been using the hose just after midnight, which is right about the time you get home from Lynn’s Table after the dinner service and cleanup.”
“That’s why our grass isn’t dead!” Lynn Jr. exclaimed, pointing at her father. “You’ve been watering it on the DL!”
“All right, I admit it!” Lynn Sr shouted, hurling the spoon into the goulash and throwing up his hands. “All that perennial ryegrass was expensive! I couldn’t just let it die!”
“But Pops,” Luna asked, “won’t we get in trouble? I mean, I’ve fought the law, and the law won.”
“And then we’ll be the ones getting hosed,” Luan quipped.
Their father dropped into a kitchen chair. “You’re right. I won’t be saving us any money if I get caught and have to pay a five-hundred-dollar fine. We’ll all just have to keep our fingers crossed that this drought ends some time soon.”
“Maybe Lisa could do something,” Lola said. “She knows how to make it snow. Making it rain can’t be any harder.”
“I’m afraid my hands are tied,” Lisa replied. “The National Weather Shervice has me on their watch list.”
“Finger-crossing it is,” Lori sighed.
***
Lincoln went to bed with decidedly mixed feelings. He was proud to have helped solve the mystery of the nighttime noises, and now that his father had sworn off the secret lawn-watering, the rash of nightmares would be over.
Which also meant no sisters coming to his room at night to sleep in his bed and have sex with him. On an intellectual level, Lincoln knew this was for the best, but deep down, he couldn’t have been more disappointed. His right hand seemed lamentably inadequate compared to any of his sisters, or any act he had performed with them.
His mood was such that Lincoln couldn’t even bring himself to jerk off. Instead, he tried to distract himself by rereading the finale issue of the alternate-universe Ace Savvy: Reshuffled series.
Then someone knocked.
“Uh, come in,” Lincoln said. As if by reflex, his cock stirred in his pajama bottoms.
“Hey, Linky,” Leni said, coming into the room and closing the door behind her.
“Hey, Leni,” Lincoln answered, his brow knitting. “Did you have a nightmare?”
“No,” the sixteen-year-old replied blithely. “Some of the other girls said they’ve been having sleepovers in your room, and it sounded like they had fun. Well, except Lori; she says nothing happened.”
The stirring in Lincoln’s pajama bottoms turned into a full-on tent revival. He scootched over and patted the now-empty half of the bed. “Um, climb aboard.”
“Great!” Leni said, hopping onto the bed next to Lincoln.
Okay, he thought excitedly, I guess I’m going to have sex with Leni now! But…does she even know what sex is?
“Let’s see,” the blonde teen said, “I guess we should do kissing first. Luna’s been helping me practice all week.”
Before Lincoln could even react to that revelation, Leni rolled on top of him and pressed her warm lips against his. Then she smiled at him.
“Wow, that felt even nicer than kissing Luna. Don’t tell her, though; I don’t want to hurt her feelings.”
Just then, there was a second knock at the door. Lincoln had an internal freak-out as he tried to think of what to say to make whoever it was go away before they could come in and find Lincoln in this compromising position with Leni. But before he could speak, the door creaked open.
Speak of the devil, Lincoln thought as he recognized the white skull emblazoned on a purple nightgown. The wearer slipped into the room and closed the door behind her.
“Hey, bro,” Luna said. She seemed unfazed by the sight of her siblings positioned so intimately on Lincoln’s bed. “Hey, Lens.”
“Oh, I almost forgot,” Leni said to Lincoln. “I told Luna I’d share my turn with her. That way, Luan will get her turn sooner.”
“Luan? Turn?” Lincoln blurted, perplexed.
“There’s a sign-up sheet,” Luna said. Seemingly in response to Lincoln’s look of astonishment, Luna added, “Don’t worry, Mom and Dad won’t find it. It’s hidden in the cloud.”
“Really?” Leni replied. “I thought it was, like, on the computer.” Then she brightened. “Lincoln and me were just getting started on kissing. Wanna join?”
“You know I do,” Luna said with a smile.
As Luna climbed into Lincoln’s bed, Leni bent down and kissed Lincoln again before straightening up to kiss Luna. The brunette rocker then lay down next to Lincoln and pressed her lips to his. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Lincoln noted the contrast: Whereas Leni’s lips tasted a little like a mango smoothie, Luna’s tasted more like blackberries and ginger. But at the front of Lincoln’s mind, he had more immediate concerns.
“Wait,” Lincoln said, pulling away from Luna, “don’t you have a girlfriend now?” Lincoln wasn’t anxious to betray Sam with Luna the way he’d betrayed Bobby with Lori.
“I can’t lay all my hormonal craziness on her,” Luna replied. “Our relationship’s just not there yet. I mean, we just had our first kiss last week.”
“Aw, that’s so sweet!” Leni interjected. “Did you do any of the tongue stuff you taught me?” She turned to Lincoln. “It sounds gross, but it’s actually totes fun. Want me to show you?”
Before Lincoln could even reply, Leni’s lips were again pressed against his, and now her delicate tongue was inside his mouth, its tip teasing his own tongue as though inviting it to come out and play. Lincoln found himself unable to refuse the invitation, and soon their tongues were playing a game of tag inside their mouths. Meanwhile, Luna caressed Leni’s back, then moved down to the blonde girl’s small bottom.
After a minute or so of tongue-kissing Lincoln and getting butt-massaged by Luna, Leni rolled over onto her back and sat up on the bed.
“Luna’s been helping me practice getting felt up, too,” Leni said brightly. “Isn’t she the best?”
Lincoln looked suspiciously at Luna and muttered, “Yeah, she’s a real saint.”
“I’m not taking advantage, I swear!” Luna protested. “Leni’s as hot blooded as I am!”
“It’s true,” Leni said. “For the past few days, I’ve been a total corn dog.”
“Um, it’s ‘horn dog,’ dude,” Luna corrected. Turning to Lincoln, she added, “But yeah, we so horny.”
“But now you can help both of us!” Leni added.
Lincoln’s eyes widened as Leni stood up and unselfconsciously reached down under her nightgown, slid off her frilly green panties, and tossed them onto Lincoln’s desk chair. Then she pulled her nightgown up and off, revealing her fully naked body. Her perky breasts protruded happily from her chest, and her waist had just a bit of womanly curve that wasn’t usually noticeable when she was fully clothed.
“Wow,” Lincoln gasped.
“Thanks!” Leni replied, rejoining him and Luna on the bed. “Here, Luna can show you what to do with my boobies.”
“Well,” Luna said, blushing, “it’s not like I’m an expert or anything. I just know what I like.”
Luna sat up behind Leni and put her hands on the blonde girl’s stomach. Then, with sensuous slowness, Luna moved her hands up onto Leni’s breasts and started gently massaging them.
“Mmmmm…” Leni hummed, closing her eyes.
“Now you try it on me, bro,” Luna said. “Oh, uh, right after I do this.”
She stood up, and Lincoln watched raptly as Luna pulled her nightgown off, so that now she stood before him in only her purple panties. Despite being only a year younger than Leni, Luna had much less in the way of breasts; her endowments were barely larger than thirteen-year-old Lynn’s, and were similarly freckled.
Nonetheless, Lincoln was excited when Luna sat down on the bed to resume fondling Leni while leaving enough space behind her so that Lincoln could give her the same treatment. He got behind Luna and, remembering how she had started things off with Leni, put his hands on her stomach and moved them upwards onto her little boobs.
They felt very nice, just like Lynn’s had. Lincoln massaged them gently, like Luna was doing with Leni’s; then he used his index and middle fingers to rub them in a similar fashion to the way he’d rubbed Lynn’s little breasts with his thumbs.
“Hey, not bad, bro,” Luna said, a bit breathily.
They kept this up for a couple of minutes. Then Luna spoke up.
“So,” Luna said saucily, “you guys know why I like the number sixty-nine so much?”
“Um,” Lincoln ventured, “‘cause that was the year Timmi Hendricks played the national anthem on the electric guitar at the Woodblock festival?”
“No, but that’s a really good guess,” Luna replied, blinking. “But lemme show you the real reason.”
She lay down on the bed, her thighs slightly parted, then said, “Leni, you be on top. You’re gonna like this even better than last time.”
“Okay!” Leni replied.
Leni lay down on top of Luna so that each sister’s head was between the other’s thighs. Then they began licking each other’s pussies.
“Whoa,” Lincoln breathed.
He’d already been hard; now he was painfully so. He got up and stripped off his pajamas, looking forward to whatever his part in this act would be.
Luna stopped looking for a moment and looked at her brother. “Hey Linc, c’mere and get behind Leni. The two of us are going to rock her world.”
“Ooooh,” Leni piped, “is this the part you told me about where he puts his thing in my thing?”
“You got it,” Luna replied.
Lincoln knelt behind Leni and took a moment to admire her cute butt before shifting his gaze to her light-pink, blonde-tufted, very wet pussy. Then Luna, with two fingers, spread it open for him.
“Slide on in, bro.”
Pushing his cock into Leni felt as good as anything Lincoln had experienced so far. Her pussy was tight and hot around him, and her little ass felt good in his hands. What was more, putting it in her from behind like this gave him complete freedom of movement, so he could fuck Leni at any speed he wanted.
Before he knew it, he was pumping her hard and fast. Below him, Luna alternated between tonguing Leni’s clit and watching Lincoln’s cock thrust into her.
“Oh my gosh,” Lincoln panted. “I think…I…I…AAAAAH!”
Lincoln came, shoving forward and unloading a substantial quantity of seed into Leni. Then he pulled out and realized that he hadn’t lasted more than a minute.
“Oh, no!” Lincoln cried. “I’m sorry, Leni. I was so horny that I finished too fast. You didn’t even get to…um…”
“Climax, bro,” Luna said. “But don’t worry; I’ve got it covered.” Then, looking at Leni’s pink pussy, decorated with Lincoln’s white cum, she said, “I’ve always wondered what cream pie tastes like.”
“But we’ve had cream pie lots of times,” Leni said. “Dad makes that nice banana one with- oh!”
Leni closed her eyes, then moaned and gasped as Luna ate her out with gusto. It wasn’t long before Leni let out her own cry of ecstasy and came.
Lincoln had been merely standing and watching. Now, as Leni rolled off of Luna and lay on her back, panting for breath, Lincoln looked down and saw that his first look at live girl-on-girl sex had given him an encore hard-on. Luna saw it, too, and licked her lips eagerly.
“Put it in me, bro,” Luna said, her voice even raspier than usual. “I’m ready to rock n’ roll.”
“Wait, is that why it’s called that?” Leni asked.
Not taking her eyes off Lincoln, Luna replied, “You know it.” Then she spread her slim legs.
Luna’s pussy had less hair than Leni’s, and the wisps were brown instead of blonde. But it was no less inviting.
Lincoln got on top of her and put his skinny hips between her thighs. Luna was only half a head taller than Lincoln, so he could look into her eyes as he reached down, positioned himself, and began to ease into her.
“Oooooh, bro…” Luna moaned. “You feel way better inside me than my drumsticks…”
In the back of his mind, Lincoln thought, Gosh, I’d kind of hope so. But the rest of his consciousness was fully taken up with savoring the experience of entering Luna for the first time.
That was when realization struck. Lincoln’s subconscious alter ego wasn’t better at sex than him; he was just better at taking his time and enjoying it. When he’d fucked Lisa, he hadn’t just plunged in and banged away until he came; he’d built up slowly, savoring each stage of their sexual union, from easing into Lisa to pounding her hard. That was what Lisa and the other girls had liked so much.
So Lincoln took his time. He kept his eyes on Luna’s face as he pumped her slowly, enjoying the way her lips parted and her face flushed with pleasure and arousal.
“This feels…really good…bro,” Luna murmured.
“Yeah…to me…too,” Lincoln replied.
They kept up their slow pace for minutes. Only when Lincoln began to feel a strong need for more did he allow himself to speed up.
“Mmm, you guys make that look like fun,” Leni said, startling Lincoln. He had been so focused on Luna that he had almost forgotten that she was lying there next to them.
But now, Lincoln couldn’t help but look at Leni as she unselfconsciously spread her legs and began rubbing her clit, all the while keeping her eyes on her mating siblings. And the sight of their sister pleasuring herself drove Lincoln and Luna’s arousal higher.
“Faster, bro,” Luna urged. “I’m on fire!”
Lincoln sped up, and now he and Luna were well and truly fucking.
“Oh…God…Luna…” Lincoln gasped. “This…is…awesome…”
“Oh…yeah…bro,” Luna panted. “Give it…to me…Gimme…all…your lovin’…”
“So hot…” Leni breathed, rubbing herself harder. “So hot…”
Lincoln pounded Luna’s pussy for as long as he could. But the feel of her tight tunnel and her writhing, thrusting body beneath his; the sound of her gasps and moans in his ear; and the sight of Leni, whose sexual beauty he was noticing for the first time, pleasuring herself next to them; it was more stimulation than he had ever experienced at one time, and it was overwhelming him.
But it appeared that he wasn’t alone in this, because Luna then gasped, “Linc…I’m almost…I’m gonna…AAAAIIIAAAH!”
“HAAAAAAH!” Lincoln screamed, Luna’s orgasm setting off his own. They clutched each other tight as Lincoln shot his seed deep into Luna’s welcoming body. Then Leni let out a cry and came again, her whole body shaking.
“Wow,” Lincoln panted, still lying on top of Luna. “That…that was…”
“…rockin’,” Luna finished.
“You guys were amazing,” Leni said. “When I get my next turn with Lincoln, that’s how I wanna do it.”
“But,” Lincoln said, suddenly concerned, “we were really loud. What if Mom heard us?”
“Um,” Luna replied, “I might’ve lent her your noise-cancelling earbuds to try out tonight.”
“Luna’s so smart,” Leni said. Then, scootching over, she added, “Here, Lincoln, I made room for you.”
Lincoln rolled off of Luna so that he was between her and Leni. Both girls turned on their sides, facing him, and each one put an arm around him. In moments, they were asleep.
As he closed his eyes, Lincoln was grateful that both teenagers were skinny enough to fit in his bed with him. And that neither of them snored.
Coming soon—Chapter 8: And Baby Makes Three! Get It?
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