4Heavily inspired by Geo_soul; Breed: Lincoln's Interracial harem, and maybe a bit of Welcome to the Ghetto, sill by Geo_soul but in Archive of our Own.
Disclaimer: All sisters and Rita in this story are dark skinned, except for Lincoln; and all the sisters are older than him.
Summary: Lincoln is the only white boy in a all black girls family. After flunking a chemistry test, he spend all of his afternoon studying to do better next time. Due to his tiredness, a small accident in the start of a movie night, will make him be lead down a path that he didn't knew he was pre-destinated to go.
And maybe even make the lone boy find out about a few pieces of truth about his family. (Maybe)
BREED: Linc's late night (mis?)fortune
Loud house; Franklin Avenue; April 23rd 12:30.
It for some reason it felt like this day couldn't get any worse. Lincoln, a small boy with white hair, a chipped front tooth, a unique life almost dragged himself back to his house, with a paper in his hand, that had a very nice and round-y red F. "Dang it..." he whined to himself as he kept walking.
Lincoln, a white boy living with his family, was almost like being the black sheep, or maybe the "white sheep". Ever since he could remember, he was a part of a family that consisted in him, his mother, and his ten sisters; all of them were dark skinned. He was the youngest out of all of them, and this meant that he almost every got some kind of special attention. He was fine with it, but it could get him annoyed from times around; the constant way his sisters treated him like a baby, always taking baths with him when he didn't needed, barging into his room just to say "I love you" or his his mother always had that "baby talk" with him. He was eleven for God sake!
"Damn, how I will explain this to mom?" he stared again at the paper. That red F seemed now like a new method of hypnosis. "I studied so hard for it, and I still got a low grade! What's my problem?" he rubbed his forehead, and his steps seemed to get heavier the minute he was getting closer to his house. He took the test this exact day; on a Friday, and before it, he took the time of two weeks to study for this, with all possible help from his sisters, so he was supposed to have all he needed to answer it. But still, this god-damned letter tells him the otherwise. "I basically hate sciences classes, so, why do I even bother?" he opened the zipper of his bag, and hid the test in there.
This still didn't took the feeling of guilt and fault from his chest, and it was clutching harder and harder. It only got worse when he saw his house down the block. "Oh man..." he said, his shoulders slumping forward a bit, and his throat getting something blocking the pathway down it. He inhaled, and then exhaled, trying to assure himself that it was gonna be fine if he explained it with ease, and he was sure his family was gonna understand. He puffed his chest, and walked to the front balcony of the house, and was about to open the door. Moments before his hand touched the doorknob, he hissed to himself "C'mon Lincoln, you can do this. Nothing bad can happen... right?" and with that said, he turned over the doorknob, and opened the front door slowly.
"Uh, I'm home!" he announced only to find... No one there? His eyes searched everywhere he could to find his family, but there was no sign if them around anywhere in the house. "Where they are?" he asked himself, but then, he finally understood what was the problem here. "Oh man, that's why!" He was so shaken by the fact he found out he had flunked his quiz, that he didn't waited for his family to pick him up at school, and walked all the way back by himself. "I'm basically just putting more weight on my shoulders..." Now he had the double to explain when they got here.
"Just my luck today." he slouched back on the living room couch, and looked at the ceiling, feeling the most unlucky eleven years old preteen in the world. But, what will he do now? He was alone, no one home, and he had only himself to decide what to entertain him with while his family still didn't arrive. "I could just play some video game or read some of my Ace Savvy comics... But, I think that F was just the real hit for me, huh?" he muttered, twirling his thumbs on his lap with his hands clasped. It was not really a hard decision, but, the events of today did really shook him up a bit.
The guilt was eating him from inside, and he could get relaxed in some way. He did had an option given by his teacher to do an assignment in hope to get his low grade up. Lincoln spend some really good quality time to think what was the best thing to do; video games or try and fix the problem? He knew better than this, and of course picked to do the assignment.
"Might as well check out what I did wrong on the test." He agreed with himself, and picked up his backpack and went up the stairs towards his room. He never was really a studious kid, but he knew when to take his own study seriously, so for now he was gonna learn a bit more, until he tires himself out and maybe even sleep at his desk. He opened the door, open his bag, took out his books, pulled his laptop from the drawer of his desk and turned it on. A pen was ready in his hand, and he was going make sure he will do an amazing chemistry work for school. Might as well even advance some chemistry subjects for the next classes he had "Ok Loud! You can do this!" He clicked his pen, sat at the rotating chair opened the book and went nose deep into the screen of the laptop, talking notes of everything he failed about.
Elsewhere, Royal Woods down town.
This felt really weird. Lincoln never told her he was gonna walk his way back, and now she was kinda worried for him. Lori sighed, waiting for the red traffic sign to let her go, and take her siblings home. Besides her, Luna was tuning her electric guitar, with one of her feet on the seat, and Lynn was resting her chin, on her right hand, that had the elbow resting on the open window. "He literally didn't told me nothin'! How come he just go and not warn me?" Lori a darker brown skin, straight and shiny brown hair that reached just her shoulder. She wore a blue sky blouse tucked into her grey vest pants, with high heels that was the same color of her blouse. "I'm sure he is fine. Stinkoln knows how to take care of himself." Lynn said, not really caring if her brother went back home on his feet. She would only be seriously worried if someone did something to him.
Lynn like Lori and all of her other sisters had a darker skin, and a brown hair that was in a dreadlocks style and it was kept in the back of her head in a ponytail. She wore grey sweatpants with a sports jacket, that was white on the sleeves, and red on the torso. Lori started at her not one bit relaxed from her sister's word "I know! But he could've warned any of us at least?" The 27 years old girl asked, gripping harder on the steering wheel, feeling very distressed about whistled "Lincoln's a smart kid, even if he had some problem on his way back, he sure knows how to deal with it." Luna added, not really looking away from her instrument, and with a relaxed smile and expression on her face. Luna had a spiky and messy hair, shaved on the sides. She wore a light purple shirt ripped in the collar and the base area, and on top of that a darker purple jacket. on her waist a grey belt with a skull buckle, grey pants black boots with a thick sole "And also, lil' dude would need eventually have to do something on his own. Maybe this was his first act?"
"Are we talking about Lincy?" Leni spoke from the seat row behind them. Leni was a beautiful black woman, brown and straight hair that went down on her back. She wore a white shirt with a plant green jacket, blue ripped jeans and green sandals. "Yes Leni, we are talking about Lincoln, and can't this traffic sign let us go already?!" Lori shouted, looking at the said thing, just in time it got green, and the van started to move again.
The small cramped van, drove down the road as Lori was taking care to not speed up and get a nice and good old fine, she was worried but she still had to pay attention to these kind of things. "What's wrong with Lincy? Did he do something wrong?" this topic was getting a bit stressing. "He wasn't at his school for when I arrived to pick him up! That's the problem!" Lori gripped harder on the steering wheel. "Ok, how 'bout this, let's go home first and see if he's there?" Luna suggested, feeling in the need of cutting down this conversation already; it can her very stressing.
"Ok, let's do this, but if he isn't there, we'll search him all around the city. If we need to turn Royal Woods upsidedown just to find him, then heck we will turn it upsidedown!" Lori Bloud he stated, with a strong and serious tone in his voice. The sisters watched as she then picked her phone from her pocket; it was vibrating, and it had the name of "Mom" on the screen, and a button to accept the call. Lori did take the call without hesitation "Hey mom." Lori answered. "Are you almost home honey?" The mother asked from the other side of the line. "Sure mom, I'll be there in a few minutes. Are you already out of work too?" "Well yes, I think I'm just two blocks away." The mother gave her response. Coincidentally, Lori was also two blocks away from arriving home, and when she arrived with the van with her siblings, a black smaller car also parked on the sidewalk.
The door opened, and it revealed Rita Bloud, the mother of all the eleven kids. Rita had a past shoulder length hair, a darker skin like Lori's, and she wore a pearl necklace, a red-cherry blouse, and black pants with rectangular glasses on her face. Lori and her siblings got out of the van, and their mother went towards them "Oh, my loves, how was your day?" Rita asked with a sweet smile on her face as she hugged each of her child, until she felt like something was kissing "Where's Lincoln?" "The little twerp walked his way back and didn't warned me." Lori explained. Lynn rolled her eyes "And all Lori did was complain about how he should have warned from the beginning he was gonna walk back." the little sports jock added at the end. Rita put a hand on her cheek, and said "Oh my, you think he's home?" but at the time, the door opened, and the white boy came out "Yeah, I'm here." he said, holding a science book in his hand "Sorry I didn't warn you. I just wanted to get home earlier to finish an assignment." He didn't really lie, but also didn't told the whole truth.
"You little- Don't you know how much you worried me?!" Lori grabbed him by the shoulders, making him face her. The boy's hand pushed her away a bit, since her grip was not too tight "But nothing happened to me, did it?" "But still-" "Kids!" Rita called them out, making all the Bloud siblings stare at her. She rubbed the bridge of her nose, and sighed "Look, Lincoln, at least warn any of your sisters next time you do this ok? You know how you worry them." she said, in a sweet tone, and crouching down to his height. "Sorry mom..." the white haired boy rubbed his arm and looked away; there was probably gonna have next times he would do this for sure.
"Ok, since things are settles, how about we have a nice lunch and then, you'll be free to do whatever you want?" The mother opened the door again, and went inside. "Mom, I think I will skip lunch this time. I need to focus on something this time." He spoke, lifting his book on the left hand. Rita looks at the book, and for once she probably saw him with a serious look about it "Does it do with your grades?" "I can say that." He said, going along with his sisters inside, and started to take the steps upstairs. "If you say so honey. I'll save you some of the lunch for when you want to eat!" she let him know. "Thanks mom!" and with that, he took the turn at the top of the stairs, and the sound of his door closing afterwards echoed throughout the house.
Eight hours later.
Lincoln was almost kissing his desk with an amusingly tired hi. The letters of the books he had in front of him they moved and fidgeted, leaving his sight messy and extremely tired. He rubbed his eyes and his templates afterwards. How much time did he spent in his room? Wow, eight hours? Really 'wow'; was all the thought to himself. He was so focused on it, that he didn't even noticed the time flying like the wind on a spring afternoon. He was about to get up, but then, he felt his stomach growling and moaning "Geez, I'm hungry..." he said through a hiss. He got up from his chair, and opened the door, only to find Lucy sitting on the floor of the hall "Uh... Lucy?" Lucy, a eighteen years old girl with a Gothic style of life turned her head away, with her immergerde concentration on the poem he was writing in was broken "Yes, little brother?" at the time, she was wearing a oversized black shirt, that left her shoulders a bit exposed, and high thighs black socks. Lucy had a very dark skin, darker than Lori's or Rita's skin color. and her hair was dyed jet black. The tired boy asked "Have dinner been served yet?" "No, why?" she asked, closing the book, and getting up on her feet, needing to look down to see her brother. "I'm just really hungry... And tired." the deadpan on his face confirmed what he meant.
"I think mom is just a few minutes away from finishing dinner." She waved, signaling that it wouldn't be long until then. He lowered his head and let out a deep yawn, a real, confident yawn. Lucy had a expressionless face, with her eye hidden behind her black bangs. Her afro-style hair, in Lincoln's eyes looked like a really big and soft pillow. He stretched out his arms, and with one hand covered his mouth as another yawn came "Huaaaa... Then I'll wait for mom to-" "Kids! Dinner's ready!" just in the best timing. In an extinct manner, Lincoln reached out his hand to Lucy, and waited for her to hold it. The goth girl just smiled slightly and took his hand into hers. But then, his head was starting to feel heavy, and then, he closed his eyes.
Suddenly, Lincoln snapped awake, and now he was sitting on the sofa, with all his sisters. "Buh- Huh?" He rubbed his eyes aggressively and blinked a few times, wondering if he just slept his way through the afternoon this whole time and he didn't study at all. He looked at his left and saw Leni sitting besides him "Leni?" the confusion on his voice was evidently true. The twenty six years old looked at her little brother "What is it Lincy?" she stroked his white hair softly. "Since when I'm here?" he narrowed his eyes not really managing to keep them open due to the tiredness. "Oh, we got here, like, just now!" she smiled, happy to answer.
"Got it!" Lincoln turned his head forward and saw Luan crouched close to the tv after putting on a DVD with a movie for them to watch "Since when did we agree to watch a movie?" he asked, completely bewildered for the sudden change of events. "We all did agree at dinner Linc. Don't you remember?" Luan asked, genuinely surprised that he didn't remembered something that happened about two minutes ago. "I... I can't tell if I did or did not..." but he just shrugged and said a weak "meh" and now was just going on with what was happening "What are we watching?" he asked, but he didn't heard what was said, for suddenly a feeling of needing to sleep fell upon him. He waddled his head around a bit while Luan to his ears seemed to be just babbling random things that he couldn't describe. He just heard her asking in the end saying "...what do you think?"
He took a minute to overcome this strange feeling, and his vision also cleared, and now he could stare at his sister better. She was wearing a yellow sleeveless pijama shirt that was also oversized. He curly hair was not in a standing up ponytail anymore, and now was down, almost like Lucy's hair. "Lincoln?" he heard her asking again. "Oh... Uh, sure, is fine. I'm ok with it?" he placed his right elbow on the arm of the sofa, and now again, that same feeling was now coming back and seemed the double as stronger than before from a few seconds ago and from when he was going down the stairs with Lucy.
"Woah..." he muttered, his head almost dropping from the palm of his hand that was resting his chin on. He jolted his head up again, only to it feel like a barrel full of wine to the top, and weight down to his left, and land on Leni's shoulder. "Aww, does Lincy feel needy? Your big sisters is here to give you comfort!" she assured, stroking his hair again. This made him relax, and his eyelids begin to get too much heavy, and now he was hearing everything muffled and then, he closed his eyes again. Ten seconds; ten seconds was the time he fell asleep for, until he suddenly heard his name, and he jolted up, only to feel his left hand holding a bag of chips, and his right hand a cup of soda. He looked down, and for a seconds he felt refreshed for this small time he closed his eyes, but it just wasn't entirety enough, no sir.
He looked up and saw that Lynn was the one who gave him the snacks, and was also sharing more with her other sisters. His gaze fell upon his snacks for the planned night, a bag of potatoes chips, and a small cup of Coca-cola.
He blinked more than twice, and started to look around and saw Lynn handing out snacks and drinks for all of his sisters. He just looked at his drink and potatoes chips blankly, and then, he didn't thought twice before taking a handful of the chips and chomping them down with his teeth, and chugging up two big load of the drink with gas an sugar, hoping the sugar rush would keep him awake at least for the next ten minutes. "God dang it... I really need to sleep..." he was pleading to himself, but he didn't wanted to ruin it for his sisters. They probably just wanted to have some fun for the night, after all, it was Friday.
"Ok Lincoln... Be a man and endure it..." But again, his head started to waddle but he quickly took a grip on the arm of the couch, before his head could again lean on his kind sister shoulder. But even if he did think of laying his head for a rest there, it wouldn't work since Leni stood up and left, because she said something about getting her hair ready for the night that was to come, and across the couch, revealed Lori, that was with her phone in her left hand, but she wasn't looking at it, she was looking at him. "I think we have something to finish talkin' about, don't we?" Lori and Lincoln said coincidentally at the same time, but Lori's tone was harsher than Lincoln's tired tone.
"Good that you know!" Lori folded her arm. "Look Lori, what happened today can and will possibly happen much more times in the future" Lincoln tried to argue back, but he didn't really had his brain at one hundred percent to really come up with an good argument; almost or barely at twenty percent, almost. "Could you have at least told me that you were gonna Walk home?" "Look, I didn't had a good day, so I just wanted to get home fast. I did not mean to-" "But your did!" Lori cut him of with her shout "Do you know how much I got worried?" her expression softened to a sad upset face as she looked at him. Lincoln couldn't really not get his guard down whenever any of his sisters did that face, a small pout, look down to their laps, feet or away from him with sad eyes and put on a really sad voice, it was like his weakness or some kind of allergy of some kind. Seriously, he needed to get over this somehow.
Lincoln looked down took, such for giving you tiredness and half of realizing he was somewhat wrong in this too. He raised his head with a lot of struggles, but before he could apologize... "Look, Lori, I'm so-" "Ya ain't looking good bro! What's up with this face?" Luna suddenly cut herself in the middle of the conversation, making Lincoln jolt back with a gasp, and made Lori just flinch back a bit, before her frown from before set a place again in her face. Lincoln grabbed his chest through his shirt and said "Luna! Please, this kind of stuff if Lucy's thing!" he gasped because of the scared he got; this kind of made his sleepiness go away for a brief moment. Lucy also got herself into the chit chat that was happening, and rested her chin on the arm of the sofa, with a cure expressionless face as she said "Couldn't agree more with my younger brother Luna. But, she's right Lincoln. You do look very tired."
He wanted to laugh it off and say that everything was ok. "If ya want to, you can go right to sleep, dude. Ya don't need to force ya'self to stay here just 'cause of us, bro." Luna wanted to help him, but again, like it was mentioned before, he laughed it off with a wave of his hand. "I'm fine, I can... Yawn ...I can stay here and enjoy the movie..." he tried to say with a yawn and a hand in front of his mouth, but again the feeling came over him, now it felt like if there was a watermelon tied to his head and he needed to keep it up to stay awake. Fact; he was failing miserably. "Nah dude, ya lil' eyes need rest. They're for sure- I can see from here how much they're bloodshot man." Luna cupped his cheeks with her hand, helping him gaze at her. Lincoln grabbed his soda cup and took another big chug, hoping the sugar rush was help him again. "I'm fine! I can keep up to watch the movie, and uh..." he almost dozed of a bit "What was the movie again?" he looked at Lucy. There was a moment when everyone went silent and his vision was getting dark. "Bro why you lookin' at me?" Yeah, that was Luna. "Sorry Lu... yawn ...na." He covered his mouth again. This was gonna be a long night.
Ten minutes later
The lights were off, and only the tv screen was on, showing off the movie that the old DVD; Boat lake - Unconditional Love. and Lincoln was... fighting for his life to say the least. God damn, Lola sitting on the floor, him against the sofa armrest, Leni on his side and a hand full of snacks an a cup of Coca-cola; no matter to where he would waddle, it was a risk zone. He didn't wanted to ruin the movie night, but he needed to fucking sleep so bad. This was almost killing him. 'Keep it cool Lincoln... Just keep drinking the soda, and then you're-' but he stopped his sloppy thoughts when he didn't felt the cold drink flow inside his mouth, and actually felt a lack of it. Looking down to the cup at his hands, it was now empty, and he could only wonder if this could get any worse.
Oh, it did. Now he couldn't fight it anymore, he gave in. Lincoln's eyes finally closed, his head hung forward, and now he was snoring softly while the movie wasn't even at halfway through and there was no one that could wake him up again, not even his sister's arguing. "Oh, c'moooon! When there is gonna be a car chase scene?" Lana asked, too bored to actually feel like keep watching the movie and just go to sleep already. "Lana, I already told you; there aren't car chases! This is a romance movie, not an action movies!" Lori responded for what seemed to be hundredth time this night. Leni how came down a few minutes before the movie started was sitting besides Lincoln, and was oblivious from his conditions, and just poured Coca-Cola again on his cup, that his hand was absently still holding. The only added more weight to the cup, and since his hand wasn't applying any strength to keep holding it, it fell down. All into Lola's hair.
She screamed loudly both from fear and horror as now her beautiful brown hair was all wet and if she didn't took proper care of it, when it get dry, there's gonna be some sticky thing on her hair. "UGH! Just WHO did this?!" the black skinned diva asked, turning back to her sisters with a super angry face. No one answered as because it wasn't their fault, but Luan kind of noticed something "Guys? I think Linc blacked out. No joke" she said and all of her sisters turned their heads at her and their brother, that was being poked by the comedian sister and just wasn't waking up.
"He sure looks out cold dude!" Luna was on Luan's side, and she was looking at her brother in some way that expressed worry. His head was hung forward as it said before, but the cup in his hand was fallen, and this only made Lola angrier "So it was HIM! Lincoln, wake up! You're gonna fix this, and you are gonna fix it NOW!" she grabbed him the the shoulders and shook him violently, only to not get any response back from the boy, and all that all the sisters could do was watch as him limped and had fallen over the couch's armrest, still fast asleep
"Why isn't he waking up?!" Lola snarled, thinking he was just pretending to be asleep to not face her anger. "Lola, cut it out! Can't you see that dude's needing to rest?" This time, Lynn defended her brother. She was trying to be a better sister ever since the 'Brawl in the Family' happened, and she wasn't gonna let her brother just be blamed for something he wasn't aware of. This only added more fuel to how angry was Lola "But he got to spill this disgusting drink all over my beautiful hair!" The pageant princess wanted to prove her point, but it was futile when the sisters would team up and defend. "But wasn't you just drinking from the same?" Leni pointed out. "Yes Lola but it wasn't his fault. He fell asleep and it only happened to you because it was an accident. So, deal with it and just shut your mouth!" Lori growled to her younger and bratty black sister, that just recoiled back at her big black sister words. Feeling defeated, she just sat down again crossing her arms and mumbling something under her breath.
"He even accidentally spilled some of his drink on his own pants." Luan noticed while taking kindly the empty cup away from his hand. "So, from the evidences shown right in the presence of us all, is it enough to say that you and him are..." Lisa Bloud took of her glasses and cleaned them with a piece of tissue "Even?" and narrowed her eyes at Lola, waiting for her answer. Lola didn't want to admit, but, this was a situation of nine against one, and one neutral, so all she could do was just surrender. She let out a angry sigh "Yes, we are even, Lisa." and turned away, not feeling like to look her her fourteen years old genius younger black sister.
"Sigh, I'll get the floor drying cloth..." Lucy stated, getting up from her place, and walking to the laundry room. Her steps were slow but steady and she went out of view. Luna sighed and Lori pinched the bridge of her nose again. "Literally, I can't stand it; it was gonna be a great night, but-" She wanted to blame Lincoln, but then she remembered how he was locked in his room all day. Whatever could he possibly be doing here had tired him out really good, but then she suddenly wanted to blame Lola for making such a scene just for an accident. But she couldn't, or else Lola would tell Rita and the adult teen would be grounded. "UGH! This is impossible! And when is the dark shadow short-stack gonna show up with the mopping cloth?!"
"I'm right here." The dark shadow short-stack, or better, Lucy said right behind Lori. The first born child jumped in place as she her the droning voice speaking from behind her. She clutched her shirt in the chest area, and when she calmed down, Lori snatched away the mopping cloth "Finally! Literally took you long enough." she snarled. "Sigh..." was all Lucy said. The other sisters just watched as Lori kneeled down in the floor and dried away the spilled soda. Lynn rather was... worried about something else, something... Awkward. "Oh no..." She didn't wanted the others to see. It would be too awkward for her, her brother if he found out and all of the sisters. While no one was looking, she picked him up on his arms was just said an excuse that she was gonna lay him on the bed. Everyone was surprised when she rushed her way up the stairs and closed the door of Lincoln's room behind her. The fact that his erection was poking her on her abdomen was not making this any easier. No sir.
Laid down, sleeping peacefully on his bed, was Lincoln, in a state that mad Lynn question her morals. She had already transitioning from dressed to naked. Her tan skin body, with freckles on her shoulders, and on her firm butt. Was she really going to do this? She had already went over this moral ordeal many many times. She still couldn't help but look at him another way than how she was seeing him. Her, a twenty years old girl, rather sexy for her tomboyish appearance and well build body. Hard abdomens, strong arms, succulent thighs, and even if she did not have a good size for her breast, she could compensate it with her ass. She also had disposed Lincoln from his clothes, and he was just laying now with his underwear on.
The fabric from that underwear was just fighting for all the love of God to keep the little albino boy's masculinity restrained into its prison. It wasn't ridiculously big, but six inches for a boy his age was a bit anormal. Lincoln never really had interest in these kind of things, like jerking off or had even had problems with waking up with his briefs wet from lewd dreams. At least, he didn't seemed to had discovered such yet.
Lynn slowly crept on the bed and sat on his lap. She measured it, after she took it out of his confinement. It went past her belly button by half an inch. She looked down at his face and just through 'Lincoln... I gotta take this chance or else there's never gonna be another chance like this to me... to prove you... to prove you my love...' She then proceeded to align it with the entrance of her vagina. Lynn looked down one last time and then, lowered herself into it. It wasn't large at girth, but, she moaned because it was a sensitive area for a woman's body, so any touch in it would make her have an reaction like this. She didn't felt her hymen breaking, because of course, his masculinity wouldn't reach it yet. Again, of course. She let out a low moan, and Lincoln, who was still asleep, also moaned slightly. She covered her mouth quickly an suppressed her desire to express her pleasure vocally.
She looked like she had got light skinned, just slightly. Lincoln shifted under her, being slightly overwhelmed by this strange sensation that was coursing through his body. It was warm and tight. Wet and slick, and was making him feel a funny feeling on his lower regions. She moved one of his arms over his head and the other slightly to the side, but then he stopped. But there was still smalls moans seeping through his lips, as his expression was with narrowed eyebrows, like if he was scared of the feeling, but was adjusting slightly to it.
Lynn then took her hands away from her mouth and a sight scaped her lips, only for a small gasp scape right after. She felt it throb inside of her. It was throbbing, and was throbbing hard. A sly smirk came on to her. Even if he was asleep, he was enjoying it. She just needed to take some small acting first, and make him start along too. "Yeah bro... mark me... Give me your love..." she whispered and started to rock her hips back and forth on the boy's lap. Lincoln started to moan at the feeling. Subtle low moans, but they were slightly audible. He was turning his head to the sides slightly and clenching his hands slightly, while eventually also letting quick gasps out. Lynn started to gasp a few squeaks as she arched her back slightly and threw her head back
"Oh Lincoln... I love you, I love you so much... I want to have your kids... Paint me white..." She looked down again and saw him squirming under her. "Mark this black bitch yours..." She smirked widely as a blush spread on her face. She rocked her hips forth and back faster, wanting to stimulate Lincoln's pleasure further.
Inside of Lincoln's mind, into his dream, he was floating into a land of bliss and funny pleasure. He couldn't really move but he could feel, and feel a lot. He didn't really understood what was happening, but the white boy was going crazy with this wet sensation on his lower abdomen. He looked down and then heard a voice "You like it, do you?" It was Lynn's voice ringing its way into his subconscious. "L-Lynn?" He moaned, just as outside and inside of his dream. "Let me do it for you. Let me make you feel good..." He felt a touch, consuming him into a warm embrace. "Let me show you love, my love"
Outside of the dream house, Lynn was now bouncing on him, feeling as it was going as deep it could. It wasn't much but for a boy his age, he was holding out pretty well, even if he was sound asleep. Lynn then felt it was throbbing harder and harder. Was he reaching his peak limit? Lynn only found out as Lincoln suddenly arched his back on the bed and shoot all he could into her. Lynn also felt something else along with the warm pleasure filling her from inside. The common but not imperceptible pain of your hymen being torn. She arched her back and used both hands to cover he mouth and suppress a scream with a moan. She then actually went numb and fell on his side. Both laying on the bed, sweating and feeling loved. Lynn looked between her legs and saw his sperm coming out and she couldn't feel more happy about this.
It was an urge she had felt for so long but never had the right moment to do it. Right now, today, tonight, was the perfect chance and she took full advantage of it and made it worth it. She turned her head to the left and saw her little brother sleeping. He was also sweating but was still — apparently — dreaming of more. Much more. He then started to toss over the bed and then, ended up with one arm over her. "Is he trying to cuddle me?" She chuckled, and then also turned to the same side he turned, letting him be the big spoon. But she also felt something more. Something poking her. "Oh, you little idiot... didn't you had enough?" "...Lynn?" She snapped her neck back to see Lincoln looking at her with groggy eyes, waking up just slightly; they were bloodshot "What are you doing here?" She didn't knew how to answer it. But she had to make something up.
Lynn didn't really answer with words, but actually actions. She turned back to him and brought him closer with her own arms and kissed his lips softly. Lincoln's eyes shot wide although they were extremely tired and still wanting to keep shut for rest. He didn't really had strengths, sense or reasons to fight back so he just let her. They shared this small act for a small half minute before his sister broke apart. She looked up him and ran a few fingers on his cheeks and then the jawline, and then her thumb through his lower lip. "Rest Link. You deserve it, tho I hope you don't mind sharing with me this moment, do you? He just shook his head and Lynn pulled the covers over them. That night was just spectacular for Lynn, and indirectly to Lincoln. He unconsciously expected that to happen more often.
Lori backed off from the door with shock and absolute anger. She was late, again. She had watched the whole thing from a small gap of the door. She had not agreed herself to let this happen. She was the oldest, and she had to be the first after all, the oldest are the wisest and most experienced. She walked to her room and closed the door. She sat on her bed gritting her teeth. "God damnit, you black bitch..." She muttered u der her breath, and then started to punch her pillow and for relief, scream her anger out into it. She looked at her closet and grabbed something out of it. A box.
Lori took out what was inside and looked viciously at it. A giant smile spread on her face whilst a plan was being crafter by her mind. She was just gonna be like Lynn was today. She was just gonna wait the right moment; even if it takes long hours, days, month or years, but she was gonna make it happen, like Lynn did. "Just wait Linky... Your big sister will make you feel so good you won't be able to think of nothing more than me..." She looked at herself on the mirrors and ran a finger through her brown hair, looking up and down on her chocolate brown skin, and her well sexy body. She smiled ever so sultry and evilly. She was not gonna lose this race.