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Enter the Sandboy	By : GeorgeGlass Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 53431 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Chapter 9: The Facts of Loud Life
It was Monday, about an hour after dinnertime. Lincoln was tired as usual from his full day of camp, but he had a little spring in his step nonetheless. Not only because his dad was home and had cooked the family a delicious dinner, but because Lincoln now had something to look forward to every night: sex with one or more girls. Tonight, according to the signup sheet, it would be Lori, and Lincoln was anxious to know what it would be like to experience sex with her while being awake from beginning to end.
He was watching a little TV in the living room with several of his sisters when his mother came in and spoke quietly into his ear.
“Lincoln, sweetie, we need to have a talk. Come with me.”
Lincoln swallowed as he got up and followed his mother into her bedroom. He’d been a fool to think that his parents wouldn’t eventually find out what he’d been doing with his sisters. How much did his mom know? Even if it was only half of what he’d done, there was no imagining what punishment she would consider appropriate.
His mom closed the bedroom door behind them, then sat him on the edge of the bed before sitting down next to him. She seemed to know exactly what was on his mind.
“Lincoln,” she said, “you’re not here to be punished.”
Lincoln let out a long breath he hadn’t known he was holding.
“Sweetie, I know what you and your sisters have been doing, and I want you to understand that it’s natural for a boy your age to have the kind of feelings you’ve been having. And when you’re a Loud, those feelings can be, well, very strong. Strong enough that sometimes you can’t help but act on them.”
“What do you mean, ‘When you’re a Loud?’” Lincoln asked.
“Your father and I both went through the same thing when we were teenagers. It was hard dealing with such strong needs, especially because we didn’t know anyone else who had the same issue. But we were lucky; eventually, we found each other.
“Now, you and your sisters are going through it. Even the ones who haven’t reached puberty yet. But the fact that this happened right at the beginning of your adolescence means that the feelings are especially strong for you.” She shrugged. “That’s Lisa’s theory, anyway. That, and something about nocturnal disturbances and unconscious processing…you know how she is.
“Honestly, your father and I expected some of you to turn out this way, but we didn’t think you all would. Let alone all at the same time. But at least we were a little bit prepared when it came to your older sisters; we got them all on birth control, even before Lori became sexually active.”
“Okay,” Lincoln said, relieved and concerned at the same time. “But…is it ever going to go away?”
Rita gave him a sad smile. “No, sweetie. If you’re anything like your father and me, it’s never going to go away. No matter how old you get, or how tired or busy you are.” A nostalgic look crossed her face as she went on, “Goodness, I remember once when you were a baby…It was the middle of the night, and I had just finished breastfeeding you when your father came into your room with that look in his eye, and I just braced myself against the crib and-”
“Okay!” Lincoln cried. “That answers my question!”
“The point is,” his mom said, “your sexuality is part of you. You can’t wish it away; you have to find a way to live with it.”
“How?”
“Well, it can’t be with girls at camp, or school. Most of your classmates aren’t like you; they aren’t ready to be sexual yet. So for now, we have to keep this in the family.”
She put a hand on his knee. “Lucky for you, you’ve got ten sisters who have needs, too. And as long as we keep quiet about it, they can help you, and you can help them.”
Her hand moved up onto Lincoln’s thigh as she added, “And your mom can help you, too.”
For a mere second, Lincoln flinched internally at what his mother was implying. Not because he found her unattractive, but simply because sex with his own mother seemed like the only taboo that he hadn’t yet broken. Was he really ready to throw himself down the rabbit hole, never to return?
But even as he asked himself the question, he knew it was moot. His eyes were already traveling down his mother’s body, appreciating the plumpness of her breasts and the vast, womanly width of her hips, and his cock was growing hard in his jeans. He was already in freefall, plunging down that rabbit hole.
His mother’s hand cupped his chin and gently brought his face up to hers.
“I see what’s behind your eyes, sweetie,” she said. “And I want you to let it out.”
An image came into Lincoln’s mind: himself, bound in chains of his own making. They were wound around his body, pinioning his arms to his sides and his legs together. But now, those chains were going slack, sliding off his body and piling on the floor around his feet.
He was free. All of him was free.
He put his hand to his mother’s face.
“Mom, you’re so beautiful…”
He could hear the raggedness of animal lust in his own voice. But it no longer alarmed him like it had when he watched himself on Lisa’s video. If this need was a part of him, like Lisa and his mom had said, then it was okay to let himself truly feel it, the way he had with Luan.
He stood up on his toes and kissed her lips. Then he began unbuttoning her blouse.
“Ohhh, Lincoln,” his mother sighed, clearly pleased.
When her blouse was open, Rita slipped it off and hung it on the back of a chair. Then, with her back still to Lincoln, she asked, “Want to undo my bra, sweetie?”
“Um, okay,” Lincoln replied.
He’d never had to do this before; those of his sisters who wore bras didn’t wear them to bed. He was just glad that his mom had turned her back to him, and that there was plenty of ambient light in the room. Even so, it took him several seconds to undo the clasp.
“Don’t worry, sweetie,” his mom said, pulling off the bra and hanging it on the chair with her blouse. “You’ll be an expert at that in no time.”
She turned around, and Lincoln couldn’t help but stare at his mother’s bare breasts.
“Wow. They’re bigger than I thought.”
“Well, I try not to show them off. Some people in Royal Woods can be pretty prudish. But we don’t have to be like that here at home—not anymore.”
As if to emphasize her point, Rita unbuttoned her mom-jeans and pushed them down—or tried to, as the waistband got stuck a few inches below where it began.
“Would you help me with these, sweetie? It’s usually kind of a wrestling match getting them off.”
Lincoln could see why; even after Rita lay down on the bed, it took considerable effort on both their parts to pull her jeans over her wide hips and off. Now Rita wore only a pair of light-blue panties as she lay on the bed.
“Whew!” she said. “Thanks so much, Lincoln.”
“No problem, Mom,” Lincoln said, looking over his mother’s nearly naked body. “Gosh, you look amazing!”
“What a sweet boy you are,” his mother replied. “You really don’t mind my big old hips, and-” she rolled over onto her stomach “-my big old butt?”
Lincoln, staring at the amazing breadth of his mother’s ass in her relatively tiny blue panties, blurted, “Mind? They’re my favorite part!”
Rita chuckled. “Oh, you are a charmer. The girls aren’t going to be able to keep their hands off you. Well, now that I’ve stripped down to just my undies, won’t you do the same for me?”
“Oh, uh, of course!”
Lincoln quickly stripped down to his underpants. He had worn his red “victory undies” today, and now he was glad; he wanted to look good for his mom.
She was still lying on her back on the bed, so Lincoln lay down on top of her and kissed her. As their mouths opened to each other, he felt her thighs part beneath his legs, wordlessly expressing her desire. His cock went completely hard, eager to get inside her.
“Let’s get our underwear off, Lincoln. I want to feel your naked body against mine.”
Happy to oblige, Lincoln rolled off of his mom and stripped off his red victory undies. His mother’s face lit up at the sight of his erection.
“Oh, sweetie,” she exclaimed, “you’ve really grown!”
She raised her hips and pushed her panties down and off, then opened her legs again to give her son a good look at her pussy. The patch of blonde hair above it was more substantial than Lori’s or Leni’s, and the fleshy folds seemed more complex.
“It’s probably not exactly like your sisters’,” she said, “but I hope you like it.”
“I do like it,” Lincoln said. “And I bet I’ll like it even better once I’m in it.”
“Oh, Lincoln, I love your enthusiasm. But before we do this, there’s something you need to know so you can make an informed decision about whether you really want to.”
“Oh, I really want to.”
“Just listen,” his mother said. “As you’ve probably guessed from the size of our family, I’m not very big on birth control. For myself, I mean, not your sisters. I just feel that if I’m meant to have another child, then I will.
“So if we have intercourse, and you ejaculate inside me—or even if you pull out before then—there’s a small chance I could get pregnant. Now I’ve done some reading on this, and a mother and son can have a healthy baby together; incest doesn’t usually cause problems unless it happens over more than one generation. But you still have the right to decide for yourself whether you want to take the chance of getting me pregnant and bringing a new life into the world. It won’t mean an extra burden on you, because your father and I would raise it just like the rest of you kids, but it would be your child.
“Knowing all that, do you still want to do this?”
Lincoln felt a sort of ache in his groin. He looked down and saw that his cock was as hard as it had ever been in his life. Then he looked back up at his mother.
“More than ever,” he said, his voice shaky with lust.
“Oh, sweetheart,” Rita breathed, “I was so hoping you’d say that.”
They practically fell on each other, kissing and fondling. Rita pulled Lincoln down on top of her on the bed even as the boy eagerly sucked and tongued one of her lust-engorged nipples and then the other.
“Oh, Lincoln,” Rita gasped, “I can’t wait to get you inside me.”
Lincoln pulled his head away from her breast and panted, “Then let’s not wait.”
Rita smiled broadly. “That’s my boy!”
She spread her thick thighs wide, and Lincoln positioned his slim hips between them. Then he grabbed the base of his shaft and positioned his cockhead against her entrance.
“Oh, Mom,” he breathed. “I wanna fuck you so bad.”
“Lincoln, baby, you have no idea how hot it makes me to hear that. Now please, put yourself inside me.”
He didn’t ease in like he had with his sisters; although his reasoning was increasingly giving way to his lust, he still had the coherent thought that eleven babies had passed through this opening, so his penis probably couldn’t do any harm to it. So right away, he shoved into her balls-deep.
“Yes!” Rita cried. “Yes, Lincoln, fuck me!”
He didn’t start pounding her right away, but he didn’t take it slow, either. He fucked her steadily, looking up at her face from between her ample breasts, enjoying all of the sensations this act brought as she thrust rhythmically against him.
“Mom,” he breathed, “this is so good…”
“Oh, yes, so good,” she panted.
“Can we do this a lot?”
“Oh, yes, sweetheart, as much as you want. As long as you take care of your sisters, too.”
Lincoln couldn’t help but fuck his mom a little harder at the thought.
“And you really won’t mind if I get you pregnant?”
“Oh, sweetie,” she answered breathily, holding him tighter with her arms and lifting her legs into the air, “I wouldn’t mind at all.”
Lincoln lost all self-control. He began fucking his mother as hard as he could, his slim hips hitting her thick thighs hard enough to make them jiggle again and again.
“Yes, Lincoln, baby, sweetheart, yes, fuck me, fuck your mom,” Rita babbled, gasping. “I love it so much, I love you so much, don’t stop, keep fucking me, keep shoving your cock in me, it feels so good and so right and I don’t want you to stop until you shoot your cum inside me like a good boy you’re my good boy and you’re fucking me so hard and it feels so good and OH GOD!”
The moment she started to cum, Lincoln shouted “AAAAAAAAAH!” as he rammed in and shot his biggest load yet, all of it going deep inside his mother’s body. She wrapped her legs around his hips, squeezing him to her until they both finished. Then her legs fell to the bed, but her arms stayed wrapped around him.
“Oh, Lincoln,” Rita gasped, “that was wonderful.”
“It… really…was,” Lincoln panted.
Rita didn’t merely lie there in the afterglow; she rolled them both over, putting Lincoln on his back. Then she scooted down, took his cock in her mouth, and spent a solid minute sucking it and bobbing her head with every bit as much energy as Lily had but with far greater skill. He was hard again in moments, and soon he was crazy aroused again.
“Mom!” Lincoln cried. “You’re gonna make me shoot in your mouth!”
She released his cock from between her lips and turned around on the bed, showing him her broad ass.
“Again!” she demanded. “From behind this time.”
“You got it!”
Lincoln grabbed two big handfuls of his mom’s magnificently ample ass and thrust into her pussy again. This time he had a little more self-control, and he rode her for several minutes, savoring every moment of seeing and feeling and fucking his beautiful mom’s beautiful ass, gradually ramping up his speed until he shot another load into her depths.
When they finished, they lay next to each other, holding hands as they caught their breath.
“How do you feel?” Rita asked.
“I feel…great,” Lincoln replied. “I mean, not just from the sex. I’m also really glad that I don’t have to hide any of this stuff from you.”
“No, you don’t, sweetie. Not ever again.”
“But…what about Dad? Does he know?”
“Sweetie, your father is upstairs servicing Lori right now. You’re not going to be alone in taking care of your sisters. But until the restaurant gets off the ground and your father can hire more help, you’ll be the one they lean on more. I hope that’s okay with you.”
Lincoln turned on his side, laid his head on his mother’s breast, and replied, “It’s more than okay.”
Last but not least—Chapter 10: Full Circle
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