Lola Presents: In this story, I make fun of fandom/harem tropes, such as Lincoln being so excellent that he can turn an unwilling woman into a sex slave just by giving her his magical log. I also made fun of Sam cucking by randomly having her at the second story window crying.
Six. Lincoln's harem now numbered six souls. In as many weeks, he had gathered almost every taste and flavor imaginable. He had a girl for nearly every day of the week and one to suit nearly his every mood. When he wanted pink and frilly, Lola was on deck. When he wanted rough and tumble, he could sleep in Lynn's room. If he wanted to indulge his sadistic side, he could take Lucy, and when he was feeling maschoscistic, he could always get his shit beaten in by Leni.
Lincoln never would have guessed that Leni was into S&M, but she totally was - mainly the S part. Since she joined the harem - which he had taken to calling Lincy's Little Whores - they had done it five times. Leni only let him cum once: She slipped one of Lori's dirty socks over his dick and jacked him off while heaping him with verbal abuse. "You're a disgusting pedophile," she said. "You're so pathetic that you can't get any girls unless they're your sisters. You make me sick, Lincy, fuck you."
Being called a pedo - and knowing it was true because he was just balls deep in Lola while Lucy rimmed him - reached into his dick and dragged out the second or third biggest load of his life. The other times he and Leni "had sex" she made him service her without giving anything in return. One time she forced him to eat her pussy for an hour straight, and another, she lay on the bed with her legs spread while he fucked her with a vibrator. "This piece of plastic is totes better than you are, Lincy," she said. "It actually gets me off."
He always left Leni's room feeling like a failure, and he couldn't get enough of it. Finally he had a girl to put him in his place.
Well...aside from Jordan.
On a whim, he asked her out and she turned him down again. That only made him want her more, and he stalked her the way he did his sisters. He followed her home from school, stood outside her bedroom window, called her just to hear the sound of her voice, and slid into her DMs on every platform he could - XBox Live, Snapchat, Twitter, he even sat down and wrote her a fucking letter like it was 2001. She ignored all of his advances and that made him feel far, far lower than Leni ever could.
Deep down, he was worried that Leni might be right, that he couldn't get a girl unless they were one of his sisters (or a total ho bag like Stella). It ate away at his ego and kept him awake at night. At this point, he didn't want Jordan in his harem, but he had to prove to himself that he could do it. If he could get her, he'd dumb her stupid ass right after jizzing all over her sheets. If he couldn't, he'd cry all the way to Leni's room.
He didn't want to do that, though. He wanted to make Jordan fall in love with him, then break her fucking heart for thinking she could turn him down. That would probably take a lot of time and effort that he wasn't willing to expend, so he'd settle for getting her into bed.
With that in mind, he tried everything he could to get her into him. He offered to carry her books, complimented her appearance, bought her gifts, told her the funniest jokes he knew ("How did the medical community come up with the term "PMS"? "Mad Cow Disease" was already taken!"). When she passed in the hall, he whistled at her and made crude comments about her butt and pussy. At lunch one day, he walked up to her and said, "If I said you have a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?"
She punched him out of his shoes. Literally, he flew through the air like dude from Friday ("YOU JUST GOT KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT!). The entire lunch room burst into mad laughter, and Lincoln was so dazed that he thought the nurse was Jesus and started wigging out when she tried to take him to the infirmary because he thought she was taking him to hell for being an incest loving pedo. He was so punch drunk that Mom had to leave work to pick him up. She asked him what happened, and, embarrassed that he let a common fucking girl get the better of him, he told her it was ninjas.
"My word," she said and fluttered her hand to her chest.
Like Leni, Mom was kind of gullible. He wondered if she was a freak-a-leak like Leni too. He pictured Mom, naked, rocking him, also naked, in her arms while he sucked milk from her tit, and he sprang a massive stiffler that required immediate attention. As soon as Luan came through the door, he grabbed her by the hand, took her upstairs, and gave her the business. He was so excited that he came in under two minutes, and didn't bother pulling out. Luan's eyes widened when she felt his ball batter filling her belly, and her back arched off the bed; she hugged him close and blew her wad, girl cum spurting out around his shaft.
"We shouldn't have done that," she panted afterward. "You might get me pregnant."
Sighing, Lincoln shoved his allowance into her hand and sent her to the corner store for a dose of Plan B. She wanted him to come with her for moral support or something, but he laughed her out of his room. Nigga plz. The last shit was going to do was put himself into an awkward situation; why do you think he gave her the money?
By then it was late in the game and Lincoln had one more girl to add to his harem. He didn't have much time or energy to devote to Jordan so he hatched a very simple plan that took him and the members of his harem ten minutes to lay out. Saturday afternoon, Lincoln dragged a baby pool into the backyard and filled it with water. The sun was high and hot like a high school cheerleader at a frat party and he wore only a pair of red swim trunks. He dispatched his harem and they returned half an hour later, Lynn and Luna holding Jordan between them. She wore a pink bikini that showed off her curvy figure and blossoming prepubescent breasts. She whippoed her head from side to side, her French braid lashing like a tail, and hissed something through her teeth that sounded like, "Fuck you, bitches."
"We got her, boss," Lynn said.
Lincoln grinned.
He was gonna perv on her hard.
Setting the hose down, he walked over, and Jordan's eyes flashed with hatred. "You," she said.
Lincoln leaned in and licked the side of her face. "Me," he said.
"You bastard."
Her foot came up and connected with his dangly parts. Nuclear agony detonated in his stomach and he crumpled over like a tin can. Her knee came up and smashed into his nose, busting it like an overripe tomato. Lynn and Luna wrestled her to the ground, Lynn wedging her knee between Jordan's shoulder blades, and everyone was screaming and talking over each other. Lincoln curled up in a ball and lay there for a moment, his hands cradling his wounded testicles. Lola and Lucy knelt over him and Luan, Luna, and Lynn pelted Jordan with a flurry of kicks and punches. Lincoln shrugged off :Lucy and Lola's help and struggled to his feet. Jordan lay limp on the ground, her back heaving with the ebb and flow of her labored breathing. He motioned for his harem to fall back, and they retreated, forming a human circle around him and Jordan.
"You think you're hot shit, don't you?" Lincoln asked. "You think you're too good for me. You think I'm not good enough to fuck your special little cunt, huh?" He pulled down his shorts and stepped out of them, his dick jutting proudly before him. "You're gonna see, bitch, and when I'm done, you're going to thank me."
Bending, he dragged Jordan's bikini bottoms down her legs, the fabric rolling and creasing. He yanked them over her ankles and tossed them over his shoulder. Her pale, fleshy butt begged to be fucked and the dimples at the base of her spin winked suggestively. He got down on his knees, forced her legs apart, and pulled her to him, his dick sliding between her butt cheeks like a hotdog through the folds fo a bun. Lincoln glided his dick back and forth, stroking her crack. She let out a weary moan and started to come to.
Moment of truth.
He snatched her French braid, pulled on it as hard as he could, and slammed his hips against her ass. His dick tore into her dry pussy and they both screamed in pain. Lincoln had never fucked a sheet of sandpaper before, but he imagined it couldn't hurt any more than plunging head first into a non-lubricated vag. Fat veins stood out on Jordan's neck and tears slid down her cheeks. Lincoln thrusted his hips and swirled his dick around, scraping every inch of her insides and poking her limit. His harem stood around and watched with lustful intent as he ripped Jordan's walls asunder, the meeting of their bodies producing a fleshy thwacking noise. Lincoln's dick stirred Jordan's insides and the fevered smell of her body wafted over the harem, making their mouths water.
Lincoln let go of Jordan's hair, splayed his hands on her shoulders, and pinned her to the ground, going so deep into her that he swore he broke through her cervix and punctured her stomach lining. She cried and whimpered, then, gradually, her sobs tapered off, replaced by heavy, raspy breathing. "How does it feel, bitch?" Lincoln asked through his teeth, spittle flying. "How does it fucking feel?"
Jordan whimpered something.
"What?"
"It f-feels…"
"What?" Lincoln asked again. "It feels what?"
She turned her head, the grass tickling her wet cheek. Her features were twisted in misery and she looked like she was about to break down crying. Deep in Lincoln's mind, something stirred, sympathy, maybe, or a tickle of guilt. Here he was violently raping one of his friends in his backyard while his sisters leered like sex manaics. It was at that moment that he realized he had hit rock bottom.
And you know what?
He was too far gone to care. The sweet and considered little boy that everyone spoke so highly of was gone, if he had ever existed at all, was gone, and in his place was a sexual deviant with an insatiable appetite for girl hole. He couldn't stop if he wanted to...and he didn't want to.
"How does it feel, Jordan?" Lynn asked.
"Yeah," Lola put in, "how does it feel?"
In the snap of a finger, Jordan's expression changed. Her pupils turned into hearts and a big, squiggly smile skipped across her lips. "It feels amazing," she said dreamily. Her tongue flopped out of her mouth and she lifted her butt to give Lincoln easier access. He grabbed her hips, held them in place, and pumped like his life depended on it. Jordan's eyes rolled back into her head and a ribbon of drool coursed down her chin. She balled her hands into fists and whispered Lincoln's name again and again like a Christian praising her god. Lincoln remembered how she doubted him and a bomb blast of anger exploded over him. He raked his nails down her back as hard as he could and she let out a deep moan. Red welts traced her skin and bled in a few places. He undid her top and ripped it off, freeing her boobies. He reached around, grabbed onto them, and squeezed. Jordan's body tightened around him and he pressed his body flush against hers, all the way to the hilt. His orgasm shot from his depths like a rocket on its way to Gaza and Jordan sucked a shocked gulp of air.
As soon as he was done, Lincoln pulled in a rush of their mingled fluids; it oozed from between Jordan's raw, sex scoured pussy lips and leaked in little rivers down the backs of her thighs.
A familiar voice sounded, and Lincoln turned to look over his shoulder just as Lori elbowed her way through Luna and Luan. "What is going on out - OH MY GOD, LINCOLN!"
Jordan lay on her stomach, panting and shuddering with the aftershocks of her climax and more cum spurted from her pussy. Lincoln's dick stood tall and mighty like an oak, the shaft and crowned tip wet with blood and semen - blood because Jordan was a virgin and Lincoln totally popped her sweet little cherry. Lucy rubbed herself through her dress, Lola eyed Lincoln's cum and licked her lips, and Leni - who had shown up while Lincoln was busy dicking Jordan down - wore her corset, stockings, boots, and Nazi cap. She cracked the whip across Jordan's back and giggled girlishly at her cry of pain.
Lincoln could only imagine how all of this looked to a simple normalfag like Lori.
"What the hell is going on here?" Lori demanded.
This was quickly turning into another Luna situation. Once he got his dick into her, she'd come around, but if he didn't play his cards right, getting into her would prove difficult if not downright impossible.
He looked at her.
She looked at him.
"SEIZE HER!" he screamed and pointed.
Luna grabbed one arm and Luan the other. Panicking, Lori wrenched her arm out of Luan's grasp and brought her fist around, smashing Luna in the side of the face and knocking her off balance. Lynn ran up and grabbed her from behind; screaming, Lori threw back her elbow and caught Lynn in the chin; Lynn toppled limply to the side. Lincoln got to his feet as his harem advanced on Lori, who was backing up, a look of fear on her face. She darted her eyes from one face to the other, her shoulders heaving up and down as pandemonium threatened to consume her. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" she stammered. She tried to sound forceful but her voice came out as a fearful whimper. "Luan...Lucy...knock it off."
Putting himself between Lori and his girls, Lincoln parked his hands on his hips and grinned at his eldest sister. "I see you've met my harem."
"What is this all about, Lincoln?" Lori demanded.
"It's about family," Lincoln explained patiently. "It's about love. And most importantly of all...it's about me."
Lori visibly processed what he had just said but couldn't.
"I know you've been busy with your boyfriend," Lincoln said, throwing up air quotes on the word boyfriend, "so I'm going to make this simple for you. We're in a relationship now." He motioned to his harem, all of whom were nodding in agreement. "All of us. We are a single unit and we enjoy a bond and closeness that no other family in history has known. I set out to build a perfect harem just like the ones in the fan fictions I read, and by gum, I've done it. There's only one thing missing."
"W-What?" Lori asked, afraid.
Lincoln's grin widened. "You."
A scream ripped from Lori's throat and she bolted toward the back door, swinging wind around the harem and jumping over Jordan's prone body like a cross country runner. "GET HER!" Lucy screeched.
Bellowing a collective battle cry. Lincoln's harem surged forward like a wave, pushing Lincoln along dick first. :Lori stumbled, reached the back door, and clawed at the handle. She shot a terrified glance over her shoulder, and her fear aroused Lincoln; his dick left a trail of precum in his wake, marking his path like bread crumbs in a fairytale. Lori wrenched the door open and staggered into the kitchen. She tried to slam it, but Lynn forced it open. Lori dashed into the living room and started up the stairs. Luan climbed up the bannister, and Lucy lunged at Lori, taking out her legs. She fell against the stair treads with a breathless umph and Lola and Lucy were on top of her, slapping and pulling her hair.
Fear made Lori strong. She bucked Lucy off and started to crawl up the stairs on her hands and knees. Lola wrapped her arm around Lori's neck from behind, and Lori threw her over her shoulder, getting to her feet just as Luan and Luna climbed over the railing. At the top of the stairs, sobbing, Lori hit the wall, stumbled, and threw herself down the hall. Lincoln and his harem fought their way up the narrow steps, Luna falling against the bannister and snapping it in half; a section gave out and she dropped to the living room floor.
Lori's breaths came in hot gasps and her heart thundered in the center of her throat. The mindless screaming and mewling of Lincoln and his sexual psych ward spurring her on. She got to her door at the same moment Lucy, Lola, Lincoln, and Leni hit the hall and came at her. Screaming, she threw herself into the room and slammed the door behind her, locking it and leaning heavily against it. A moment later, the banging started, so hard at times that it made the door shake in its frame. She screamed and held fast, digging her heels into the carpet. "Go away!" she screamed.
Something slammed into the door and she yelped.
"Let us in," Lucy said.
"Let us in," Lola said.
They all began to chant then, the rhythmic slap of their hands against the door keeping a cult like tempo. "Let. Us. In. Let. Us. In."
"Stop fighting it, :Lori," Lincoln said. It sounded like his face was pressed against the door. "Being one with me is a beautiful thing."
Lori shuddered. She still hadn't fully processed what was happening. Her brother and sisters were in some kind of horrible incest cult and...God, the thought of being violated, of being grabbed by many hands and held down, made her shake so badly that her teeth chattered.
"It's inevitable, Lori," he continued. "You will be absorbed into The Harem. Resistance is futile. Give in, Lori. Open the door and let me fuck you."
"GO AWAY!" Lori shrieked.
"Lincy does amazing things with his tongue, Lori," Leni said. "He'll slurp your soul out."
"He's so big and thicc," Lola said. "You won't regret it."
Lori broke down crying. She slid down the door like a glob of Log Juice, sat, and hugged her knees to her chest. "Just him in, Lori," Luan urged.
"Let him into your heart, sis," Luna said.
"And your pussy," Lynn added. "God, he fucks like a beast. I bet Bobby doesn't have shit on Linc."
Lori buried her face in her knees and wept bitterly. She didn't know what was happening, she was scared, and her family had gone insane. Her cellphone was downstairs on the coffee table, so she couldn't even call for help. She was trapped here in this bedroom with seven sex crazed psychopaths at the door. She had always prided herself on being calm under pressure and knowing just what to do when something needed doing, but right now she was lost.
And still they were trying to come in. They banged and kicked at the door, screaming terrible, sexual things at her, and rattled the door handle. "Please go away," Lori sobbed, voice breaking, "leave me alone."
"You will be acclimated," Lincoln said, "but you'll enjoy it. Just let me in. Let me put my love into you."
"GO AWAY!"
Gradually, the pounding tapered off and an eerie silence fell over the house. Lori lowered her head and cried until she had nothing left, then cried some more. At some point, the trauma of the day took its toll on her and she collapsed into a thin and fitful sleep that she didn't wake from until a strange grating noise found her ears. She wrinkled her forehead and began to stir. The noise came again, only this time it was more of a squeak. She lifted her head and opened her eyes.
Her heart dropped.
The window!
It was too late, Lincoln, Lynn, and Luna were already climbing through, the ladder shaking under their weight. Lori struggled to get to her feet, but Lynn and Luna grabbed her by the wrists and held her between them. Lori fought with a ferociousness born of primal fear, but when Lynn hit her hard in the stomach, she went completely limp and sagged. Lincoln, entirely naked, strolled up with her with his hands behind his back. He grabbed her chin and made her look up at him.
He was grinning.
Lori defiantly spat in his face.
Lincoln wiped it away and favored her with an almost pitying expression. "I don't know why you're fighting," he said, "you're going to love it."
Spinning her around, Lynn and Luna forced her to bend over the bed. "No! Let me go!" Lynn yanked Lori's shorts down, and the cool air against her bare skin sent unpleasant goosebumps racing up her arms. Lynn shoved her face into the bed and wedged her elbow between Lori's shoulder blades. She pressed her legs closed, but Lincoln forced them apart.
Lori thought that she had no more tears left inside of her, but she was wrong; as her brother's dick head slowly, relshingly prodded her opening, she started to cry once more. The sensation of his flesh against hers made her skin crawl, the sickly feeling of his heat wafting over her pussy made her ovaries shrivel up. Lincoln ran his hands over the fleshy globes of her ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze.
His tip poked her opening, and Lori squeezed her eyes shut.
There was nothing she could do but take her little brother's rape.
When Lincoln's dick jerked into her, white pain filled Lori's skull. Jesus God he was big. Bobby was a respectable seven inches, but Lincoln had to be ten, and he had girth: She could feel every bump and ridge of his cock the way you can feel pebbles through the too thin soles of old shoes, and when he pulled back, his head scraped her G-Spot, making her heart bounce into her throat. She gritted her teeth and fisted the cover in her hands, the pain in her head swelling as he established a rough, deep rhythm. Tears coursed down her cheeks and hisses of pain escaped through her teeth. Her muscles closed around him, but he didn't stop, didn't even slow.
Lori had never felt so violated in her life.
As her little brother mated her, however, something strange began to happen. The pain faded away like ice thawing on a warm spring day and an intense tingling sensation spread out from her pussy. His head massaged her G-Spot with every thrust and his balls slapped into her clit, sending electric pangs through her body. Her facial muscles relaxed and her body slowly untensed. Her heart pitter-pattered into her ribcage and pressure began to build in her stomach. An awful realization began to take form in the mist choking her brain and she tried to shove it away, but it came at her full force.
She was enjoying this.
God help her, she was enjoying being fucked by her younger brother.
Every moral fiber of her being rebelled at such a thought, but she couldn't deny it. The way his dick raked the embers of her passion was unlike anything else she had ever felt before. It was magical, amazing...beautiful. His dick was pure light and love and it felt as though it had been made just for her. Every motion, every thrust, awoke feelings in her that were so strong she could barely contain them. Raising her head, she gave into the feelings and pushed back into him.
"That's a good girl," Lincoln said.
He ran his hands up and down her flanks and went faster, balls pounding her clit. Lori bit down on her lower lip and rolled her eyes into the back of her head. She had had sex with Bobby a million times before and while it felt good, this was so much better; it was a religious expierinece and she started to cry again, this time tears of joy. Lincoln cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipples, and she moved from side to side, swirling her body around his dick. Lincoln pulled her hair, slapped her ass, called her a cunt, and stuck his finger into her butt, making her tense. She pushed back into his thrusts, meeting him half way, and let out a muffled and needy umm-ummm every time his dick stimumlated her G-Spot. "Lincoln," she said, "Lincoln...faster."
She was nearing her apex, the pressure in her stomach heavy, scalding, threatening to burst at any second.
Lincoln's dick got bigger and hotter, then liquid metal rushed into her womb, its almost unbearable heat consuming her entire being. She cried out and came so hard that her hips bucked and Lincoln slipped out. The second volley hit the top of her butt crack and dripped between her cheeks like frosting on a lava cake. Lori bit the cover, pounded the bed with her fists, and screamed Lincoln's name.
It was so good that her soul momentarily left her body and she knew nothing but pure bliss. When she came back to herself, she was laying on the floor covered in sweat and cum. Lincoln stood over her like a god, Luna and Lynn with him. Lori got to her knees and threw her arms around his waist. "That was literally the greatest moment of my life," she wept.
"I know," Lincoln said.
"I'll join your harem."
"I know you will."
He brushed his fingers through her hair.
"As it was written, so it is fulfilled," he said. "It is finished."
But Lori wasn't.
That day, she fucked Lincoln five times.
And loved every minute of it.