The most normal thing in the world for a fourteen year old girl is to be curious about boys. Sex is still a shameful topic in America in the year 2021 and talking about it with anyone except maybe for your best friend is very uncomfortable. Some girls are more open than others, but there's only so far you can go without crossing the line into perversion. Lynn, for instance, would announce whenever something turned her on. The whole Loud family would be sitting on the couch and when an awkward sex scene came on the TV, she'd rave about how hot it was and how she needed to go upstairs for "alone time." Then there was Leni, who got red in the face whenever someone said the word titmouse. They were at opposite ends of the spectrum and each represented something taken too far. It's okay to be open about being a sexual creature, but moaning and thrusting every time you see a hot guy on TV, even when your parents are sitting right next to you. It's good to be modest...but not to the point of plugging your ears and going lalalalala whenever the subject of sex comes up.

At fourteen, Luan was between them both in age and disposition. She was open about sex but not crude. She and Luna talked about boys and stuff sometimes when they were lying in their bunks at night, and Luan was never embarrassed to ask her older, more experienced sister questions she didn't have the answer to.

One night, as they lay in bed, Luan looking up at the bottom of her sister's bunk and listening to the soft rattle of their window mounted air conditioner, Luan suddenly asked, "What does it feel like? You know...when a boy puts his penis in you?"

"I couldn't tell you, man, I've never gone all the way with a guy."

Luan blinked. That was actually kind of surprising. "Really?"

"The farthest I ever went was the time me and Chunk got drunk and dry humped."

Ew, gross!

Perhaps sensing Luan's disgust, or perhaps feeling defensive, Luna said, "Yeah, neither one of us are proud of that. We were in our underwear and, you know, we did what we did."

Huh.

"So...how did that feel?"

Luna thought for a moment. "I think it felt pretty good. He had that bulge I could rub against, know what I'm saying?" She laughed.

The thought of Chunk and Luna doing anything sexual made Luan want to gag, but the thought of rubbing herself against a thick, hot bulge, separated from the fevered skin beneath by only two thin layers of cotton, kind of turned her on. That night, she dreamed of having sex with a boy, like she did at least once or twice a week, and when she woke up, her pink little flower was moist with morning dew. Her stiff nipples scraped against the fabric of her nightgown and her middle tingled with desire. For a while, she lay there beneath the blanket, thinking of boys she knew from school. She called up a vision of Benny and imagined him fingering her under her skirt, and she rubbed her thighs together to relieve some of the pressure.

Getting up, she swung her legs over the side of the bed and stretched, a big yawn escaping her throat. It was just past 8am by the clock on the nightstand and a quick glance out the window confirmed that the day was hot and bright. She got to her feet, went into the hall, and waited behind Lucy for the bathroom. She did her business and went downstairs, where she ate a bowl of cereal and scrolled through her phone. As soon as she was done, she was going to go upstairs and look up porn galleries of cute guys with big dicks. "I don't know about you guys," Lori said, "but I'm getting in the pool soon. It's hot as ovaries out there."

Six months ago, the Loud family traded in their dinky little baby pool for an above ground rig that held six feet. The bottom was canted so that there was both a shallow end and a deep end just like at a real pool. This was the first summer they had it and the Louds spent a great deal of time in and around it.

Luan felt a little twist of disappointment. "Can we go to the town pool instead?"

It didn't really matter what pool they went to, honestly, if she was looking to splash and sun, but she was a hormone drenched fourteen year old girl, so she wanted something...else. She wanted to meet a cute boy. The only cute boy around here was Lincoln, and while he got cuter all the time, she didn't exactly have sibling friendly activities in mind. She wanted to flirt and frollick, steal touches and maybe kiss a little. She wanted a cute guy to sweep her off her feet...literally. There was a little alcove between the fence and the out building housing the bathroom and locker rooms. They could go there, away from the prying eyes of their parents, and do things to each other.

She tilted her head back and spun a fantasy where she and a guy made out in the pool, the water cool on their hot bodies. He stroked her middle through the fabric of her swimsuit and she traced the outline of his erection. She had never touched a boy's penis before and didn't know how it felt, so she imagined it being literally rock hard. She was sure that that wasn't the case, but she had nothing else to compare it to. She knew exactly what they looked like, though; she routinely looked them up on Google and studied them while crossing and uncrossing her legs. That usually led to her getting so turned on she couldn't stand it and touching herself. That whetted her desire but never for long. Sometimes she would think about boys all day long until her chest was so tight she could barely breathe.

In her fantasy, the boy got behind her and pressed his boner against her butt and kissed the side of her neck as he rubbed her through her swimsuit. He rocked against her, then pushed aside her swimsuit and she gasped when she felt the sting of his penetration.

"...hear me?"

Luan shook her head and came back to reality. Lori was looking at her funny across the table. Luan's face was flushed she her core tingled. "What?" she asked.

"I said I'm not walking ten blocks to go to a pool when we have one in our very own backyard."

"But -"

"But nothing," Lori said firmly, "we're staying right here."

Luan sighed.

Fine.

She went back to her cereal and her fantasy of a meeting a boy at the pool.

When she got so turned on that her body ached and her thinking clouded, masturbation was never enough. It if was really bad, she would seriously consider sneaking out and going over to Benny's house. They had never been anything more than friends but she was pretty sure she could get him to do things with her. He was three months older than her and had to be just as horny as she was, if not more so since he was a boy.

By the time she got around to thinking of going to Benny, she was so hot that she wouldn't make it if she tried. It was like a fever getting hotter and hotter and she felt like she would melt if she didn't cum.

There was sometimes one more stage in-between thinking of Benny and rubbing herself silly, one that she came to only when she was desperate and so sexually backed up that it hurt.

She would think of Lincoln.

Luan was not proud of that fact, but she also didn't beat herself up too bad about it. She had been through the seven stages of grief already and come to terms with it. She didn't do it often and she didn't have any weird fetish about him being her brother. It was less about Lincoln and more about him being a boy within easy reach. His room was just down the hall from hers. Burning with passion and shaking in the knees, she might not be able to make it to Benny, but she could definitely make it to Lincoln. He had everything she wanted: A tongue, fingers, and a warm, living dick. She could slip into his room, crawl under the covers, and do all the things she fantasized about. Deep in the back of her mind, she knew it was wrong and it kind of squicked her out, but like the saying went, any port in a storm. Really, what was a little incest among siblings? They didn't even have to go all the way. She'd be happy getting fingered and playing with his dick a little. She really wanted to see a boy cum. It looked so hot in porn and seeing it in real life was really high on her priorities list.

After flicking the bean, she would feel bad for thinking of Lincoln like that, but it always faded. Today, he was the furthest thing from her mind...until it happened.

Breakfast was done and she couldn't find her goggles (which you really need if you're going to spend the day at the pool). She thought she had lent them to Lincoln but she wasn't entirely sure. She went to his room and opened the door without knocking. "Do you have -?''

She stopped dead in her tracks.

Lincoln was next to his bed, bent and pulling on his swim trunks. His dick lay limply over the waistband and Luan's eyes went instantly to it. It was pink, hairless, and big. Her jaw hit her chest and her loins raked like the embers of a fire. Lincoln jumped in shock and pulled his shorts up, hiding his beautiful, scrumptious, mouth-watering dick from view. "Don't you knock?"

For a full ten seconds, Luan was too overwhelmed to speak, then she shook her head. She could feel her cheeks blazing with color and when she shifted positions, she noticed that her panties felt a little tighter, as though her lips had swollen with need. "Sorry, uh, I was just...do you have my goggles?" She stammered and couldn't help flicking her eyes to his crotch. She wished he would take it out again so she could get a closer look at it.

"No, I don't," he said tightly.

"Sorry," she replied. She left the room, but the image of Lincoln's dick stayed with her. In her own room, she sat on the edge of her bed and went over the encounter again and again, her chest getting tighter and tighter with every pass. Soon, the memory turned into a fantasy where she didn't fumble out an apology and walk away but instead pushed him back onto the bed and ran her hands over his body, starting with his chest and moving down his legs. The way his skin scraped against hers excited her and she stared mesmerized at his penis. It twitched and jerked like the ones in the pornos she watched and when she started to jack it, Lincoln made the hottest noises she had ever heard. She wrapped her lips around the head and went down slowly, bobbing up and down until Lincoln begged her to fuck him. She sat in his lap and his dick sank into her, so hard and hot it instantly scrambled her brains.

Luan came out of her trance and realized she was squeezing her thighs and panting. She looked around and her heart dropped. Luna stood over her, a smug little smile on her face and her arms crossed over her chest. "What's wrong with you?"

"N-Nothing," Luan said, "I just feel a little flushed, that's all."

Luna chuckled. "I'll say."

"I need to go to the bathroom."

Luan stood up and went to brush past Luna, but Luna grabbed her arm. "Going to play with yourself, huh? You really need to get a guy to do that for you."

I know, Luan thought, I sooo need a guy.

As it so happened, she didn't play with herself in the bathroom. She peed, brushed her teeth, put on a little yellow eyeshadow, and slipped into a slinky yellow one piece bathing suit. Her pussy lips were still swollen with lust so that they pinched the fabric, giving her a camel toe. She grabbed a towel from the closet, tied it around her waist, and went to her room, where she stepped into a pair of yellow sandals; they were covered in winkie faces, and Luan couldn't help but feel like they were encouraging the dirty thoughts swirling in her head.

When she was finished, Luan went downstairs. Mom was at work but Dad was sitting in his chair with Lily on his lap. The Fenton Fox show was on and Lily clapped along to the theme song. Outside, Lori, Lola, Lana, and Luna played in the pool. Lucy floated on a black float and Lisa clung to a purple pool noodle. Leni sunned herself and Lincoln climbed up the ladder. Luan's eyes went instantly to his cute little butt and she bit her bottom lip. Her core was on fire now, spitting like a pot of boiling tar, and she pressed her knees together. This was a bad idea, she told herself. If she was smart, she would turn around, go inside, and play with herself, then avoid the backyard like the plague.

She wasn't smart, though, she was a hortny teenage girl and horny teenage girls aren't known for their cererbal prowess.

She was losing control. If she didn't stop herself, she was going to do something stupid.

But, God, she wanted it so bad that she didn't care.

Taking a deep breath, she walked over and climbed the ladder, wading into the pool. Lincoln stood with his back to her, sun-dappled water dripping down his back like drops of gold. Luan's middle pinched and her breathing stopped. She imagined she could smell hos body and that was the moment of no return. She crept up behind himand threw her arms around him, her crotch thrusting against his butt. The water was warm against her skin and her turned her on even more. Her fingers splayed on his warm chest and her lips brushed his ear. "Hiya, Linc," she said and bit her lower lip, "wanna get dunked?"

He pulled away from her. "No, I don't. Leave me alone."

She splashed him. "Don't be a baby."

Lincoln splashed her back.

For the next half hour, they splashed one another and played around. Luan took every chance to touch his wet chest that she could. The feeling of his warm body made her hotter and hotter until she was in agony. Fever wracked her body and she could barely breathe. Water sluiced down their bodies as they played, and Luan found herself wanting to lick it from his body and savor every drop.

At one point, she got behind him and tried to lift him up, "accidentally" touching his dick through his pants. "Knock it off!" he laughed. A little while later, she came up behind him again. She didn't know what she was going to do until she was pulling him against her and shoving her hands down the front of his trunks. Lincoln tensed and tried to get away, but she held he tight, her ragged breath puffing against the side of his neck. "What are you doing?"

"I wanna see if it's true that boys get shriveled up in the pool," she whispered into his ear. She found his dick and her heart jogged. It was soft, smooth, and thick. She closed her hand around it and give it a little stroke. "I guess not," she said.

Lincoln was frozen. "Okay," he stammered, "you found out. Now stop."

"In a minute," she said. She rubbed herself against his butt and caressed his dick, her lips pressing to the side of his neck. "This isn't right, stop," Lincoln said.

"But you're getting hard," she pointed out.

And he was. His dick had started to grow, getting bigger and hotter in her hand, She brushed her thumb over the tip and started to jack faster. Lincoln threw his head back and arched his hips, in effect fucking her hand.

That was all she could take. "Come on," she said. She grabbed his hand and led him out of the pool. The only place they could go was a narrow alleyway formed by the fence and the side of the house; luckily for them, the house next to them was empty. Luan shoved him against the wall and kissed him deeply. He held her hips in his hands and kissed her back, their tongues flopping and lapping with adolescent clumsiness. He ran his hands up and down her flanks and she pulled his dick out of his shorts. She wanted to take her time and explore every inch of him with her eyes, hands, and tongue, but she couldn't, not here. Instead, she pulled her wet swimsuit away from her pussy and had Lincoln take her from behind. He slipped one arm under her leg, held it up, and pressed his tip to her folds. His heat broke against her and her heart slammed in her chest, making her breast jiggle. "Do it," she begged, "before someone stops us."

Lincoln thrusted into her, and the feeling was so much better than Luan ever could have imagined. It was like being spread and stretched while at the same time being gently played like a harp. She tossed her head back, narrowed her eyes, and gritted her teeth. "Yes," she moaned. "Do it...do it...do it."

Slipping his arm around her waist, he fondled her breast through her swimsuit and then pulled it down, exposing it to the warming light of the sun. He tweaked and rolled her nipple and trailed urgent kisses up and down her throat. She threw herself back into his thrusts and moved his hand to her clit. "Touch me here," she said. He rubbed up and down in a quick, smooth motion, her natural lubrication greasing the way. He pounded into her and the feeling of his dick touching her cervix made her breath catch.

The sounds of laughter, delighted screaming, and talking covered the sounds of Luan's ragged panting. She rested her head in the crook of Lincoln's neck and he kissed her jawline as he drilled into her.

"Nice Linc," she gasped in a sultry whisper. "Now that's usin' your pool noodle."

Pressure built in her stomach then burst with an almost audible pop. Nirvana flooded her body and her muscles locked. She moaned, grunted, and let out breathy sounds of thanksgiving. Lincoln went faster, his balls slapping against her and his tip slamming her womb. All of a sudden, he grew hotter and bigger, making her moan. Hot, sticky fire flooded into her and her entire body erupted in the most intense and satisfying ecstasy. It was like a thousand nuclear bombs detonating at once and vaporizing every nerve ending at all once. She threw her head back and clamped down on her lower lip to keep from screaming, and fell limply against Lincoln, pinning him to the wall.

They took a moment to catch their breath, then Luan pulled her swimsuit over her middle. She turned around and kissed her brother. He kissed her back, and she giggled. She flicked his tongue with hers and giggled against his lips. "I really needed that," she said.

"I didn't think I did," Lincoln said, "but I did too."

She flattened her hands on his chest and kissed the side of his throat. His pulse pounded beneath her lips and his dick twitched in his trunks. "Maybe we can do it again sometime." She licked his lips and clutched his package. "Like tonight."

Lincoln grinned and grabbed her butt.

Round two was so on.

And Luan was so ready.