[This story is a gift to Rex Reyes, one of the most talented artists in the fandom of The Loud House and other series. I hope you like it and I wish with all my heart that you continue to impress us with your great talent. And for anyone who would like to follow him, his Twitter is RexReye36876945.]

[WARNING: This story contains explicit sex, strong lemon, some male domination, incest between brother and sister, and a considerable amount of sweetness. If you are under 16 or are uncomfortable with any of these topics, I strongly advise you to stop reading. Please remember that this is only fiction, so certain situations depicted here are fanciful and not intended to portray a completely accurate view of reality].

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I can resist everything except temptation.

—Oscar Wilde

I

The Sinful Gift of Love

"Mmmph~! Haaa… Haaa… L-Lincoln… Hyah~! Oh, Lincoln~! M-More… Give me more!"

"L-Lori… I'm already at my limit…"

"It's alright…I am too… Mmmnnghh~! That's why I want us to do it together, Linky! Aaahhhhhh~! I want to reach the peak together with you and for you to give me all your love~!"

"A-Ahhh… I'm about to—"

"Do it inside! Mmm~! Don't separate from me for even a single second! I want to feel you completely! Ahhh, Lincoln~!"

"Lori… Lori…"

"Lori!"

And with that impetuous call, the alluded one woke up abruptly; she was disoriented and was clearly confused. And as her eyes tried to adjust to the light that was seeping through the window of her room, the woman turned several times to the sides, hoping to find a certain white-haired man who just a few moments ago was between her arms during the happiest moment of her life; however, the only person she saw was her younger sister Leni, who was dressed in a pretty turquoise silk nightgown that molded perfectly to her beautiful body, and who was watching her with a somewhat worried expression. It was then that Lori realized that what had just happened between her and her beloved younger brother had only been a dream, so her reaction did not take long.

"What do you want now, Leni?" asked the older one in a surly manner, certainly annoyed that her beautiful fantasy world was destroyed in a matter of seconds. "What did you wake me up for?"

"I'm sorry, Lori," the younger one apologized. "Believe me when I tell you that I wanted to let you sleep a bit longer, but after I came back from the kitchen I heard weird noises coming from your room; and, when I walked in, I saw you squirming around in the sheets, and you were sweating a lot. I thought you were feeling sick or something."

After the explanation given by her younger sister, Lori became a little worried and, with her face burning in vermilion, decided to continue the conversation. "O-Oh… And…w-what kind of noises did you hear?"

"I don't know," answered Leni. "I wouldn't know how to describe them to you. They were like gasps, and it almost seemed as if you were having trouble breathing."

"W-Wow!" stuttered Lori. "Well…it just so happens that I was having a…nightmare! Yes, that! But don't worry, sis, I'm all better now."

Leni clapped her hands a couple of times and, after exclaiming, "That's great!", she readied herself to leave the room, happy to have saved her big sister from God-knows-what, but before she could leave, she held on to the door frame and asked, "By the way, nothing bad happened to Linky?"

Lori, upon hearing this, choked on her own saliva and had a violent coughing fit, and Leni, upon seeing this, ran to the woman's side to pat her on the back to try to soothe her a bit; and after recovering from her initial surprise, the older blonde spoke. "W-W-What? W-What do you mean, L-Leni? W-What does Lincoln have to do with this?"

"It's just that I heard you utter his name several times while you were sleeping. In fact, it even seemed as if it hurt you to say his name."

The woman's face, if it was not red before, now it definitely was, and her embarrassment was such that she could have sworn her ears were smoking. 'No, Leni…' thought she, 'It wasn't pain…but quite the opposite…'

"Lori, are you sure you feel okay?" asked Leni one more time, as she touched her sister's forehead, looking for any sign of fever or any other illness. "Because, otherwise, I can just dial Mom and tell her we won't be able to go home today."

This last sentence caught Lori's attention, who, pushing aside her unholy thoughts, asked, "Huh? Home? Why?"

"What? You don't remember?" asked Leni flabbergasted. "But if you were the one who kept reminding me all week about what was going to happen today, even though I told you that you didn't need to do it!" Then she crossed her arms, puffed out her cheeks and, looking somewhere else, muttered to herself, "I know I can be absent-minded, but, like, I would never forget about my Linky's birthday…"

"My Linky's birthday." Those simple words echoed in Lori's mind over and over again, as if they were some sort of mantra that had the power to slowly snap her back to reality. It was true! Today, precisely today, was the nineteenth birthday of her beloved Lincoln! The blonde wanted to give herself a smack on the forehead for having forgotten such an important day, but she refrained from doing it; after all, it was thanks to Leni that she could remember it. And had it not been for the immense gratitude she felt towards her at the moment, she would have undoubtedly reproached her sister for putting so much emphasis on the "my" of the sentence. But that was not important…for now.

The woman gave her thanks to the younger one and began to straighten up in her bed with the intention of getting ready for this special day, but a call stopped her. "Wait!" exclaimed Leni, with a certain determination.

"What's the matter?" asked Lori, looking at her with curiosity.

"Today I would like to use the bathroom first. I must look perfect for Linky on this day and for that I need time!"

Lori brought two fingers to the bridge of her nose and, with what little patience she could —and wanted— to muster, said, "Leni, how many times do I have to repeat myself? Our apartment has literally three bathrooms and one of them is in your room."

The pink and fleshy lips of Leni formed a perfect "O" at such revelation, and a second later, after having processed the information, she started to play with her dainty fingers. "You're right. I had forgotten." She let out a small, sheepish laugh, but before leaving the room she looked at her roommate one last time and said in very high spirits, "Then I'm off! Thanks, Lori!"

And she left, closing the door behind her.

Lori sighed heavily and shook her head a couple of times but couldn't help smiling a little at her younger sister's eccentricities. She grabbed the sheets in her hands to finally uncover herself and get out of bed, but a strange sensation made her stop right in her tracks; she moved her legs a little and, upon identifying what it was, all the skin of her body dyed in a red so intense that it would have hurt anyone's eyes.

With one kick she threw the sheets to the floor and, upon focusing her gaze on her crotch, the woman brought a hand to her mouth with an embarrassed expression, while observing how the shorts she wore as pajamas were completely soaked by her feminine fluids. Without a doubt, she concluded, her dream had been more than magnificent.

But not wanting to waste any more time, Lori got up and headed to her large wardrobe, from which she pulled out a sky-blue bathrobe and a clean towel. Then, without leaving her room, she made her way to her personal bathroom and entered; it was small, but very cozy, being that the copper and black tones of the shower helped to create an elegant contrast with the rest of the elements that had classic tones. She closed the door, turned on the shower faucet, and once she found herself in the absolute solitude, aware that there was no one to disturb her privacy, she began to slowly remove her clothes —leaving her wet undergarments folded aside— until she was completely naked and in her utmost splendor.

Once the steam started to flood the entire bathroom and clouded her vision, the woman stepped into the shower and gradually entered into the stream of water, until she finally let the hot rain fall freely all over her body, cleansing her, purifying her. The vital liquid spread over every little nook and cranny of her body, bestowing a heavenly glow to her creamy, immaculate ivory skin, making her gleam more than a gem. But that was not so far from the truth, for anyone who laid their eyes, if even only one time, on Lori Loud, became an advocate of an all-encompassing truth: she was a beautiful woman, possessor of a beauty that could be comparable to that of a Goddess.

After all, each one of her delicate and precious facial features merged into a perfect work of art, whose force of attraction was supernatural: from the shape of her face, to her perfectly defined cheekbones, which served to frame her small, upturned nose; on the other hand, the fiery sensuality that emanated from her fleshy, strawberry-red lips contrasted enormously with the celestial aura of her extraordinary, sapphire-blue eyes, and whose gaze could oscillate between innocence and maturity; moreover, her shimmering and smooth hair, thanks to the effect of the water, adhered to her body like thousands of strands of refined gold, thus highlighting in an exponential way her divine body.

And speaking of her divine hourglass body, it would be fair to declare that it was, to say the least, the most accurate definition of what was sensuality made into a woman: her firm and voluminous breasts, which possessed an attractive and perfectly rounded shape, as well as being crowned by a pair of pretty rosy nipples, swayed hypnotically with every movement of her shapely arms as they rubbed her smooth, wet skin; her lush and gorgeous hips, along with her perfect and incredibly sexy bubble butt (features that she had definitely inherited from her mother), were accentuated in an exceptional manner by her narrow waist and flat abdomen; and each one of the soft curves that made up the length of her well-shaped legs allowed to appreciate every angle of her precious thighs, knees, ankles and feet.

It was an irrefutable fact: she, Lori Loud, was a very beautiful woman, and she knew it perfectly well. Not for nothing was she able to notice each and every one of the looks men —and some women— gave her when they saw her walking down the street, while the expression on their faces distorted into a strange grimace that combined desire and shame for not being able to bring themselves to speak to her or to ask for her number. And although the situation never made her uncomfortable, it never made her feel flattered either, for her heart, her thoughts and her body belonged to only one person.

Then, as if an invisible force took a hold of her one more time, Lori raised her face as her memories —and desires— took control of her being once again: the image of Lincoln presented itself to her as a vision so clear and detailed that she could almost swear he was right in front of her; and the sensation of his kisses, his caresses, his body, his passion and his love intoxicated her to such a degree that the need to feel pleasure began to burn so strongly within her that she had no other choice but to heed the tantalizing voice of her conscience. Her hands, which still had traces of soap and foam, explored slowly and torturously her beautiful body; her slender fingers, after caressing the smooth skin of her arms and abdomen, slid towards her abundant and firm breasts to squeeze and caress them with a strange combination of softness and desperation that demanded to satisfy a fervent need for bliss; and as if she herself had lost patience, she began to play with her pink nipples, which were now fully erect and ready to receive the proper attention. She pinched them, pulled them, twisted them, and bit her lips with an expression of pain and ecstasy painted on her face.

But she wanted more. She needed more.

Therefore, without removing her left hand from her gorgeous and magnificent breasts to keep stimulating them, she slid the fingers of her right hand down the entire length of her midriff, until she reached her soft and delicate mound of Venus; every inch of skin in that divine area was so sensitive and aroused by lust that Lori, with a single brush of her fingertips over her clitoris, had a little orgasm that drenched her hand with her sweet and slimy feminine nectar to such an extent that she could no longer tell the difference between the water and her own fluids. And although Lori had masturbated countless times before in the past, she now watched with a certain fascination how the crystalline strands that dangled between her fingers formed the lewdest and most erotic web of all. So, without wasting another second, the horny woman used the hand she was employing to stimulate her tits to bring one of her nipples directly towards her lips and began to suck and nibble on it with perverted need, while with the other she rubbed vigorously the labia majora of her vagina, until, finally, she dared to introduce a small part of her middle finger into her tight, warm intimacy. And although that great pleasure was fatal for Lori, she still could not match the sensations she had experienced in her dream, so she continued her sensual activity and gave herself over completely to lasciviousness.

As the minutes passed and the strength in her legs began to wane, Lori had no other choice but to rest her back against the wall, and once this happened, an electrifying sensation twitched the nerve endings of her body, for her skin, being so sensitive from all the previous stimulation, felt with even greater intensity the cold sensation of the porcelain, which contrasted enormously with the stream of hot water that continued to pour down on her. But despite this, she found the sensation to be unexpectedly wonderful, so, unable to bear it any longer, being a prisoner of her desires, and finding herself in the midst of both hot and cold, both pleasure and pain, Lori bit her lips and, stifling a deep moan after attacking her G-spot one last time, she climaxed. Her sweet and erotic honey was expelled with force from the deepest part of her interior; her legs finally gave in to such an overwhelming experience, leaving her sitting on the floor of the shower, and still suffering from mild spasms that made her move lightly and involuntarily her lower limbs and curl her toes; and her completely red face exhibited a lewd expression that was only accentuated by her erratic and heavy breathing, which seemed to emit steam with each exhalation, and by the strands of saliva that trickled sloppily down her chin.

But in spite of this, Lori, who was slowly recovering from her orgasm and controlled little by little the tremors that attacked her whole body, concluded, full of disappointment, that she still did not feel satisfied; her being demanded much more from her than what she was capable of giving herself, but she also knew perfectly well who was the only one who could satiate all her carnal and emotional needs.

'Ahhh, Lincoln…' thought Lori, hugging herself and rubbing her thighs against one another, as her mind travelled one more time to the memory of the man she loved so much. And as strange as it sounded to her to accept so openly —even to herself— that she was in love with Lincoln ('With your own little brother, for God's sake!' her mind had reproached her countless times in the past), she could no longer deny what her entire existence felt so intensely: she loved him, she adored him, she was crazy about him, and she wanted to become his woman with a burning passion that had no precedents.

Or maybe there were.

But that was something only Lori could understand.

After all, when she broke up with Bobby during her college years, she had found herself trapped in a state of desolation and emptiness that she was ashamed to confront, for the main reason that put an end to their relationship was the realization that she had never loved the boy in the same way he did; and Lori knew perfectly well that staying by his side would be unfair to him and extremely selfish of her part. But if she could say one thing for sure, it would be that she tried! She really wanted to make their relationship work! However, she never managed to control her heart nor command it to harbor feelings for him; and she came to hate herself for it, because now she doubted everything she thought she knew about herself, everything she knew about the world, and everything she supposed love to be.

What was love? Who was love? Did love have a shape or a face? Was it easy to identify, or would she never know it? Thousands of questions of this sort roamed through Lori's mind for a long time, but she never managed to answer them. Or rather said, she unconsciously refused to answer them, because many times, in the midst of the chaotic turmoil of her troubled conscience, a certain someone who seemed strangely familiar to her appeared before her, and who not only brought peace and happiness to her heart, but also answered all her queries in one way or another.

So she shut herself in and kept denying with a powerful vehemence what her whole being already knew. But in the end this proved to be in vain, because for Lori the reality presented itself in the form of a white-haired boy who came to save her one night from her fears and her guilt, and who made her accept at last the sinful truth that was ingrained in her existence.

She was in love with Lincoln. With her beloved Linky.

With her little brother.

And no matter how hard she fought against her indomitable feelings and denied her infernal desires, Lori eventually gave in to the unyielding strength of that sinful love that distressed her so much, but that, at the same time, made her feel so alive. Because, despite all the barriers and denials she tried to build around her heart, Lincoln, in one way or another, managed to destroy them all, until he left her totally defeated and helpless.

'But what could I expect? After all, I fought a battle that was lost from the start…'

Lori opened her eyes, let out a cute laugh and, wobbling a little, stood up. She stayed in the shower for a while longer, until she finished bathing; she turned off the faucet, dried her body with the towel, which she then used to wrap her hair, put on her bathrobe, and, with a cloud of steam behind her, came out of the bathroom completely clean.

She headed to her wardrobe one more time, ready to put on the clothes she had laid out three days earlier for this special date and not waste valuable time; she opened one of her drawers and took out her underwear, which, upon closer inspection, made her face flush at the image of such indecent garments that would surely make her look the same, but her resolve did not waver. Full of embarrassment, and with her eyes closed, she slowly put them on, while only focusing on remembering the image of her beloved bunny. With that done, she took off her bathrobe and the towel, grabbed her chosen set of clothes —perfectly ironed and smelling pleasantly of fabric softener— and put on her outfit, which consisted of a tight beige blouse that helped to highlight each one of her luscious curves, a black tube skirt that fitted wonderfully to her hips, a pair of fine fishnet thigh-highs with lace that covered her legs up to the middle of her thighs, and some elegant black heels.

The woman did a little twirl, let out a giggle, and sat down in front of her dressing table to start one of the most complex rituals in the realm of beauty: putting on make-up. Because, although she was naturally beautiful and didn't need to use cosmetics to show it off, her mind argued that there was nothing wrong with using just the right and necessary amount to accentuate her best qualities even more, so she applied some mascara to her long, curly eyelashes, lightly powdered her face, used her classic light blue eyeshadow, and moisturized her appetizing lips with a captivating fruit-flavored lip gloss. Then she picked up the bottle of her favorite perfume and sprayed herself with an exquisite and seductive fragrance that perfectly combined the sweet aromas of jasmine, orange blossom and vanilla.

And to finish, she combed her golden hair with great care until it was as smooth as silk and as glistening as a cascade of liquid gold. She looked down at herself one more time and gave a slight nod with her head, feeling satisfied with the final result. She was ready.

Ready for her much beloved Lincoln.

Lori let out a long and yearning sigh as a dreamy expression spread all over her face; she brought both hands to her cheeks, closed her eyes and, with a blush tingeing her skin and a smile painted on her lips, began to build, once again, her little but beautiful fantasy world.

"Lori, I can't find my glasses!"

World that, once again, was destroyed by Leni.

The older one got up from her seat and left her room to help her sister. A while later, after they had eaten breakfast, the two beautiful women boarded their vehicle, but Lori, more determined than ever and with only one goal in mind, started the engine and drove to their destination.

"Lana, I already told you that I'm the one who will take a picture with Lincoln first!"

"I'm sorry, Lola, but I have priority as the older sister."

"You are only by two minutes! Besides, beauty comes before age."

"Oh! If that's the case, then I should definitely go first."

"Ahhh, get out of the way!"

"Make me!"

The scene that Lori encountered upon arriving to the Loud House was one that she was already accustomed to: absolute discord. However, and despite the fact that she could end up being an unfortunate victim of the twins' argument at any moment, she didn't flinch. She walked across the "battlefield", greeted Lily with a kiss on the cheek, refused to participate in one of Lisa's experiments, recovered from the near heart attack Lucy gave her when she came out of nowhere, and sat down to chat on one of the big sofas in the living room with Lynn, Luan, and Luna about their various projects, while Leni went to the kitchen to greet their mother.

The atmosphere, although a bit chaotic, felt so homely to Lori that, for a brief moment, she felt again like a teenager with no worries in life. Everything was almost perfect. 'All that's left is…'

"Girls, girls, stop fighting! I'll take pictures with all of you, but if you keep this up, you two will be the last ones."

Lori stood up from the couch at a supersonic speed upon hearing the man's gruff voice, but, keeping her composure like the proper woman she was, she turned in his direction and, looking him in the eye, walked slowly towards him to greet him like an adult would. But…

"Linky!" squealed Leni, throwing herself straight into his arms to immediately afterwards cover his entire face with kisses. "Happy birthday! I hope that today and all the days of your life are very, very, very happy, just as mine are every time I am with you!"

The older one stood petrified in her place, as she watched without any expression whatsoever all the affection her younger sister was giving to her Lincoln, who, moreover, like a shameless, brazen-faced man, was flashing a radiant and attractive smile and made no effort to push her away from his side. And when she finally processed what was happening, her face gradually broke into a mask of jealousy; she puffed out her cheeks, a furious blush colored her skin, clenched her fists until her knuckles turned completely white, and, walking determinedly in her brother's direction, she clung tightly to him in a possessive embrace.

Lincoln kept staring at her, but upon seeing how his sister remained silent and merely snuggled her head against his chest like a needy little kitty, he wrapped one of his muscular arms around her shoulders to pull her tighter to him. Lori, feeling the firmness and warmth of his body, finally regained her smile, so she lifted her face and, losing herself in those piercing blue eyes that she adored so much, congratulated him, and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek.

The two women pulled away from the embrace after Lincoln told them that he needed to do something important in his room. Leni pranced over to the couch to finish greeting the rest of her sisters, but Lori, before she could follow her sister's lead, heard her name being called from upstairs. "Lori, could you come here for a minute? I need your help with something."

The older blonde put her foot on the first step and, ignoring her sisters' complaints for not being required, began to climb, as she felt her heart beating harder and more intensely with each step she took. By the time she reached the top floor, Lori could have sworn she could hear her own heartbeat; her head felt light, and everything was spinning, but, ignoring those sensations, she walked down the long hallway until she stood in front of the door to her brother's room. She knocked three times with her knuckles, grabbed the doorknob with sweaty hands, and the first thing she saw when she entered was Lincoln sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at her with an expression that only she could understand.

She closed the door behind her, locked it and walked until she was standing in front of him. "Well?" asked she. "What do you need?"

Lincoln's lips formed a mischievous smile. "You do know very well, Lori," said he, offering her a seductive gaze and reaching his arm out to take his sister's hand. "We don't have to hold back anymore, you know. After all…we're alone…"

Even though the woman stood still and did not move a single muscle, in reality her mind was in complete chaos, for the last words that came out of the man's mouth, just like a dangerous spell, echoed in her conscience over and over again, giving no indications that they would ever come to an end. But it was true…

They were finally alone.

So, without wasting another second, Lori sat on Lincoln's lap, took his handsome face in her hands and, panting heavily, claimed his lips with a hungry desperation to unite with him in a deep kiss that immediately brought her to the purest ecstasy of love. The sensation, as she had experienced it countless times in the past, was wonderful, exquisite, unsurpassed in every way: the touch of his lips was warm and soft, but his movements possessed such expertise and skill that every little nudge and contraction they exerted on her own made her moan in delight and exhale her sweet breath into her partner's mouth. Then, taking advantage of the small gap that had opened between her delicious lips like a gate that invited him to conquer every last corner of her being, he slid his tongue slowly into her mouth and came into contact with hers and then engaged in an erotic and wet dance whose only goal was to bend the other's will and make them surrender to pleasure.

But Lincoln, not content with just this, decided to raise the level of his actions even higher, so, being more daring, he let one of his large hands descend slowly all the way down Lori's back, caressing her at all times, until he finally reached her spectacular butt. The sensation, as always, was extraordinary, totally out of this world, for the firmness, softness and abundance of the woman's flesh, coupled with the warmth of her body, was something beyond all comparison, something divine; and, if that wasn't enough, with each squeeze he exerted on her, like an expert masseur, he could hear the melodious and obscene symphony of moans that she was desperately trying to muffle. He used his other hand to tenderly caress the golden tresses of her head and, resting it on her nape, deepened the kiss.

Strong electric shocks coursed through Lori's entire body, from the top of her head to the tips of her toes at the overwhelming force of such magical sensations. Her huge tits pressed provocatively against Lincoln's chiseled pectorals, her erect nipples poked against her clothing in a desperate attempt to break out of their fabric prison and come into contact with his skin, her hands probed her powerful biceps with brazen awe, and from the center of her femininity her warm juices began to flow like a perverted wellspring of lust every time she came into contact with the massive bulge that occasionally rubbed against her, causing her to feel a constant and pleasurable tingle.

Unfortunately, and being victims of their own nature as human beings, the lack of oxygen in their lungs became present, so, unable to continue, they separated with a loud gasp of exhaustion and satisfaction, while a glistening, thin trail of saliva remained connected to the tip of their tongues. They continued to gaze into each other's eyes for a few more seconds, not wanting for this wonderful moment to end, for they were so immersed in each other that it seemed as if they were in a world totally apart from the ordinary one, totally apart from everything that was not the two of them. However, knowing that sooner or later they would have to return to reality, they finally broke the silence.

"Hey…" whispered Lincoln, leaning his forehead against his sister's.

"Hey…" replied Lori, lovingly stroking her brother's white hair and playing with a few unruly locks.

"I'm glad to see that you're not angry with me anymore," declared he with a small chuckle.

"I wasn't angry…" said she, averting her gaze.

"Yes you were."

"That's not true."

"Lori…"

"Aw, okay," acknowledged Lori after letting out a heavy sigh. "I admit that I got a little annoyed when Leni got all lovey-dovey with you before I could even say hello… But most of the blame was on you!"

"Huh? Me?" asked Lincoln, clearly surprised. "And what did I do now?"

"Don't try to play innocent! Leni was practically kissing the living daylights out of you, and you just let her, even though I was literally in front of both of you." She folded her arms and turned her face away in indignation, but, muttering to herself, she added, "And that's not fair. Only I can do that…since today is your birthday…and our anniversary…"

That being said, Lori kept silent as she pondered on the implications and weight of her words. After all, Lincoln, her brother, her own younger brother, was also her boyfriend, and today was their one-year anniversary. The circumstances that surrounded the formalization of their sinful relationship were, to say the least, bizarre; but, truth be told, the very nature of their relationship was already an anomaly.

As Lori well remembered, it was an ordeal for her to accept the fact that she was in love with her brother —and to even realize that her feelings dated long before she had broken up with Bobby— but the real suffering came later, when suddenly all the women around Lincoln began to show interest in him: girls his own age, girls a little younger than him, and even girls older than him. All of them, absolutely all of them were after her beloved Linky! All of them had turned into a flock of horrendous brother-stealer-harpies who only wanted to take him away from her side!

They wanted to steal his love from her…

But she was not going to let them…

For this reason, Lori tried to become much closer than ever to Lincoln; because, although at the time she was still fighting against her fierce feelings that seemed to give her no respite, she was not willing either to let a random woman pretend to just waltz in and take her brother away from her, and who seemed to be drifting further and further away from her, despite her efforts to bridge the gap between them. She knew it wasn't good to be so possessive, but she couldn't help it; she felt ashamed to be that way, but she couldn't help it. That was why Lincoln, who had noticed the abrupt change in his sister's behavior for some time now, dared to face her on the night of his eighteenth birthday to try to clear things up with her and find out why she was acting the way she did.

The conversation, at first, seemed to be on the right track, but gradually it became more and more heated to the point of ending in an argument, as, from both of their perspectives, neither seemed to be completely honest with the other. Then, in a outburst of love, adrenaline, fury and pain, Lori, in tears, grabbed Lincoln by the collar of his shirt and screamed to his face that she loved him with all her heart, that she loved him more than anyone else in the world, and that, despite considering herself as a freak for falling in love with him, she could not endure for one more second the hellish and painful sensation of repressing all the love she felt for him.

After this, the woman fell to her knees, covered her face with both hands and burst into tears, for she believed that this would be the end of her relationship with her brother; so she braced herself to receive all of his scorn and revulsion, and prepared for the imminent moment when her heart would be utterly destroyed. What happened next, however, was something for which Lori was definitely not prepared, and that was that Lincoln, who had knelt down in front of her to wipe her cheeks even though he was now crying too, confessed to her that he felt exactly the same way about her.

He loved her.

And it was precisely because of that immense love that he had begun to put a distance between them, for he preferred a thousand times more to suffer in solitude over a never-declared love and whose voice was silenced in the cruelest way possible than to hurt his dear sister with the selfish confession of his immoral feelings. But when all was said and done, the only thing they could do in the midst of the tribulation that their hearts were going through was to unite their lips in the first kiss they were to share as a couple, thus sealing the fate of an uncertain yet hopeful future.

Feeling that a hand was stroking the delicate skin of her thighs with tortuous slowness, Lori let out a small gasp of surprise, so, coming back to reality, she fixed her gaze on Lincoln, who seemed to be enjoying his manual activity quite nicely.

"W-What do you think you're doing?" asked she with a furious blush adorning her cheeks and gritting her teeth, trying with all her might to make her voice sound firm.

"I am pampering my beloved and beautiful girlfriend, who, apparently, is still a first-rate jealous cutie," replied he, flashing her the most mischievous of his smiles.

"I don't need you to pamper me… And I'm not jealous."

"Yeah, yeah, sure. Whatever you say."

"You know, I should turn you into a human pretzel for disrespecting me like that."

Lincoln laughed at what his sister had said, but, wanting to see how far he could go, he raised his other hand and, starting from Lori's belly, slowly slid it upwards until he reached the underside of her huge, voluptuous breasts, from which he cupped one and began to squeeze and massage it lightly over her clothes, thoroughly enjoying its weight and firmness, as well as its softness and beauty.

"Mmm~!" moaned the blonde. "Oh~! S-Stop…"

"Why?" asked the white-haired man, continuing with his movements.

"B-Because…I'm going to get angry…if y-you don't… A-Ahhh~!"

"Oh, really? Well, let me tell you that I don't believe you," he whispered in her ear, letting his scorching hot breath spread across every inch of her sensitive outer skin and travel deep into her ear canal. "Besides…if you didn't like what I'm doing to you, you wouldn't be rubbing against me as enthusiastically as you are doing right now…"

Lori, to her own embarrassment, noticed that her hips were indeed moving energetically in various directions on her brother's lap, almost as if it was some kind of erotic Arabian dance; but before she could do anything about it, she moaned more intensely as she felt how the contours of her ear were being lasciviously licked by a slick, wet tongue, only to then become the victim of his teeth, which began to gently nibble on her soft, rounded lobe.

Passion was flaring inside her at a dangerous speed that quickly made her mind go blank. The movements of her hips increased, so she found it necessary to bite down hard on her lips to mitigate the lewd sounds of her voice. But, when they exchanged glances again and began to slowly bring their faces closer to engage in a new make-out session, a knock at the door interrupted them. "Linky, Lori, are you in there?" asked Lily from the other side of the door.

The two lovers stopped dead in their tracks. Lori, whose face was burning a bright red, opened her eyes so wide that she felt they would pop out of their sockets at any moment and at the same time she instinctively covered her mouth with both hands. Lincoln, for his part, swallowed some saliva and, trying to sound as normal as possible, spoke. "Yes, Lily, we're here. What's the matter?"

"No, nothing. It's just that the girls sent me to ask what's taking you guys so long."

"Oh, that. Well, the thing is that I was just telling Lori about a little problem I've been having with a few girls in my class, and I wanted to ask her advice."

He did not receive an immediate response from the other side of the door.

"… I-I see…" Lily spoke again. "So girls, huh?"

"Exactly," said Lincoln, feeling a little confused by the slight change in Lily's tone of voice, "but we're almost done. We'll be down in a minute, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

The man heard the girl take a couple of steps in the opposite direction of his door, so, before she could get further away, he exclaimed, "Thank you so much for coming up, baby sis! I love you!"

There was a short silence, then the rumbling of a couple of little jumps of joy could be felt on the floor, and at the end the footsteps of the girl could be heard getting farther away, as she trotted out of there.

The couple waited in absolute silence for a few more seconds until they were completely sure that there was no one else on the second floor. Lori let out a deep sigh of relief.

"My God…" said she, as she put a hand on her chest in an attempt to pacify the unbridled beating of her heart. "I thought I was going to die at any moment."

"Yeah, me too," he concurred. Then, as if the best idea in the world had just popped into his head, he grinned like a mischievous cat, and, repeating exactly the same words from his sister, said, "And most of the blame was on you."

"Huh? Excuse me?" asked she, dumbfounded.

"What you heard, Lori. I mean, have you ever heard yourself moan? You certainly sound lovely, but I also have to tell you that you don't know how to hold back well." Then he leaned close to her ear and, in a husky voice, whispered, "You were about to scream my name, and I still haven't done anything to you."

The woman wanted to cover her face so that he would not witness the embarrassment she felt at that moment, but was unable to do so, as the man she was sitting on restrained her wrists.

"But don't worry, my love," he continued to whisper, as he gently brushed the rim of her ear with his lips, "because tonight I intend to make you completely mine."

That being said, and with her face burning like never before, Lori climbed off Lincoln's lap without a word. But despite this, when she sat down next to her lover, she turned to look at him and smiled, because, while she may have felt utterly shocked to hear those words come out of his mouth, it was also a reality that this was what she most desired with all her being.

She wanted to make love with Lincoln.

She wanted to surrender herself completely to him.

But, above all, she wanted to become his woman.

And it was for that very reason that they had decided that this would be the destined day when they would finally unite.

They both got up from the bed, straightened their clothes so that there would be no evidence of what they had done and thus not arouse any suspicion, gave each other one last short kiss on the lips and went downstairs with the rest of the family to finally celebrate Lincoln's nineteenth birthday.

The celebration, as was to be expected in the Loud household, was a resounding success, which was mainly due to Leni and Luan's great expertise in organizing parties, and not to mention the combined efforts of the rest of the family to make sure that this day was very special for him. In addition, everything felt much more intimate, as only the closest family had attended the party at the request of Lincoln, who argued that he would be celebrating his birthday with his friends another day, and that for now he only wanted to spend time with his family.

The food —courtesy of Lynn Loud Sr., who, for work reasons according to his own words, was not present— had been, to say the least, really delicious: he prepared Neapolitan pizza, Margherita pizza, Waldorf salad, and his famous homemade lasagna. All they had to do was reheat the food and enjoy it to the fullest, but without getting completely stuffed, as the jewel in the crown was the four-chocolate cake that Lincoln and Luan had baked together. Then, amidst anecdotes, conversations and laughter, the family ended up singing the traditional birthday song to the only son, while all the sisters fought with each other to be the one closest to the young man, who simply laughed at that and, once they had finished, blew out the candles with one long blow.

And speaking of which, Luna, who looked really excited, took Lincoln by the hand into the living room and, taking an acoustic guitar, dedicated him a small concert of three new and completely original songs, which spoke exclusively about him, about how much he meant to her, and how much she loved him. Then, once the performance was over, the rocker, with flushed cheeks, turned to her brother and gave him a sweet kiss on the cheek, causing him to flash her a dazzling smile as the other women in the house got angry and subsequently pounced on her brother to kiss him as well.

And in the end, as was to be expected, it was time to open the presents, all of them being really in line with the tastes and hobbies of the white-haired man, who was enthusiastically thanking for each one of them. They kept chatting and having a pleasant time together as a family, but, by the time it was five o'clock in the afternoon, Lincoln got up from the couch and announced that both Lori and himself had to leave, and although all the sisters, without exception, complained aloud about what their brother had said, they also understood that they could not stop him, given that he, as a special birthday request, had told them in advance that he would like to spend a special afternoon with each and every one of them. And even though they would all have liked to be the first one, in the end it was the eldest who, once again, ended up getting that privilege.

And so, the couple said goodbye to the rest of their family and, boarding the blonde woman's vehicle, they set off for their long-awaited destination, which was none other than Lori and Leni's apartment. The ride was silent, solemn, almost reaching a strange ceremoniousness that was unbecoming of a young couple such as the two of them; and yet, Lori was not bothered by this at all, for, despite finding herself in the middle of that thick silence, the comforting sensation of Lincoln's hand on her leg, gently caressing her with his thumb, made everything else seem inconsequential, for the person she loved the most was right next to her. And by the time they least expected it, they were already parked in the building's exclusive parking lot.

Lori, with a small smile, let out a shy, "We're here", and Lincoln, returning the gesture, thanked her for the ride and gave her a fleeting kiss on the tip of her nose. They both got out of the car and, grasping each other's hand, walked through the reception area of the building —which, to their good fortune, was completely deserted— and made their way to the elevator, went up the corresponding floors without saying anything and without breaking their grip for a second, but when they finally found themselves in front of the apartment, they had to separate for a moment so that the woman could open the door. She took the keys out of her purse, and it was then that she realized how much she was shaking; her hands were sweaty (something, she thought, that her brother had surely noticed), her breathing was heavy and irregular, and her heart rate was so intense that she could have sworn she could hear the beat of her heart. But in spite of everything, she did not hesitate, and so, inserting the key into the lock, she finally opened the door to her long-desired happiness.

"W-Would you like to have something?" offered the woman politely, after entering the apartment first, as she looked at the floor in embarrassment.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of strong, muscular arms wrap around her waist from behind, while a deep and sensual voice whispered into her ear two simple words that made her shudder. "Yes. You."

With one deft and swift movement, Lincoln turned Lori around to face him and, without giving her time to react, united his lips with hers in a deep and erotic kiss which, without a doubt, possessed a very different taste from the usual, and which aroused in her a pleasure as unfamiliar and forbidden as could be the most ancient of temptations. So, raising her own arms to wrap them around her lover's broad, burly back, she let herself be consumed by the mighty fire of the love that burned with infernal vehemence within her igneous heart, and allowed all her emotions, instincts and desires to take control of her body.

"Mmmph~! A-Ahhh~! Mmm~!" moaned Lori from the deepest part of her throat, as she let herself be carried away by the delicious and incredibly pleasurable sensations that her brother, with the smallest and most delicate of his touches, managed to provoke in her.

So, in the middle of the living room, they continued their passionate session of kissing and caressing, in which both gave free rein to all the desire they felt for each other, without restraint and without respite: her soft, pillowy lips, which had been perfectly sealed by the white-haired man's, were constantly massaged with gentle yet equally firm movements; and this, coupled with the fact that their wet and supple tongues were dancing in slow and sensual synchrony, generated in the woman an indescribable pleasure that managed to lessen the strength of her legs, leaving them trembling and extremely sensitive. Then Lincoln, taking advantage of his great strength, grabbed Lori by the hips and, reveling in the divine sensation of her warm, soft flesh pressed against his palms, he carried her in such a way that she instinctively wrapped her lower limbs around his waist and carried her in that position towards her bedroom. Once inside, he sat on the edge of the bed and, rejoining his mouth to hers, they resumed that sweet kiss which, little by little, with each tormenting and eternal second that passed, became more and more obscene.

They no longer used only their mouths, but now they also used their hands to roam the unexplored terrain of their bodies, which were ablaze by the utmost lust: the woman, just as she had done hours before, explored with awe and perversion her brother's well-worked torso, from his muscular, wide pecs, which gave her the impression of being equal to plates of hardened steel, to his solid, ripped abs, which she slowly outlined with her forefinger; and the man, completely detaching himself from all his limits, began to give a deep-tissue massage to his lover's firm and incredibly sensual ass, with the sole objective of bestowing upon her the purest pleasure she had ever received in her entire life. He kneaded the flesh, squeezed it, released it, and took hold of it again immediately afterwards, and with each action of his deft hands, just like the most virtuosic musician among all, he managed to compose a wonderful symphony of moans which, from his point of view, was the most beautiful and erotic melody of them all.

But the best part of all, what he was enjoying the most, was that now he could listen to her as much as he wanted, since there was no longer any need to hold back. Then, determined to intensify and refine his lascivious composition, Lincoln brought his lips to Lori's creamy, slender, vulnerable neck and began to kiss it with tortuous slowness, all the while he immensely enjoyed the sweet taste of her skin. The woman cried out and, clutching her brother's white hair, allowed herself to enjoy the delicious pleasure that instantly made her melt: at first, his deft, demanding tongue moved from side to side with great confidence, like a perverted pink snake, leaving behind a wet, glistening trail of hot saliva all over the surface of her bristling skin, which reacted instantly to the electrifying sensations provoked from him blowing cold air over that area; but then, without prior warning, she became the fortunate victim of his teeth, which gently nibbled her neck exactly at her most sensitive spots, thus causing a lewd expression of ecstasy to be painted on her face.

The man pulled away from that part of her body and, ascending directly to her ear, once again invaded the deepest part of the woman's sensitive ear canal with his strong, scorching hot breath, and immediately afterwards, with that husky and sensual tone of voice that she loved so much, he growled some words that sounded more like an order. "Take off your clothes."

"O-Okay…" articulated she in barely a faint whisper, as she obediently carried out her younger brother's salacious command.

The moment she got up from Lincoln's lap, Lori, much to her embarrassment (and to his delight), noticed that, on the man's trousers, a large —and more than visible— wet spot had formed in the area where she had been sitting only a few moments ago, after being unable to contain the natural reactions of her body. She looked down with an intense blush adorning her cheeks and brought one hand to her crotch, while, with the other arm, she hugged herself.

But despite this, and feeling that the man's penetrating gaze did not leave her for even a second, she plucked up her courage and began to slowly undress, leaving her in nothing but her underwear, which consisted of an incredibly sexy set of sky-blue colored lingerie: the lacy bra barely covered a third of the vast amplitude of her tempting and sumptuous breasts, not to mention that, through the fabric, the outline of her erect nipples could be glimpsed; and the G-string, whose back edges were lost amidst the crevice of her huge and firm buttocks, now gave the impression of being translucent, as the area of her crotch was so soaked that one could even see traces of her warm juices erotically trickling down her inner thighs all the way to her knees.

Once freed from her garments, the woman, who was stirring anxiously in her place, at last dared to look at her lover again, and when she did so, a wave of adoration, pleasure, desire and expectation flooded her completely, for the only thing that could be discerned in the latter's eyes was the immense love he felt for her, as well as the unbearable and ardent lust that was burning him from the inside. She was about to take a seat on his lap one more time, but before she could do so, the white-haired man stood up, took her by the waist and said, "Now take off my clothes."

This time Lori didn't even verbally reply; she merely swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded: she extended her trembling hands in her brother's direction, reached for the collar of his shirt and began to undo the buttons. One by one, these gave way, and the further down she went, the more visible became the enticing sight of his finely worked muscles, until, finally, his naked V-shaped torso presented itself to her in its full glory. Now she not only focused on appreciating the impressive definition of his ripped abs and chiseled pectorals, but also reveled in the manly image of his broad, burly shoulders, as well as that of his sturdy, powerful arms.

Instinctively, the blonde pressed herself against the white-haired man's body, nestled her head against his strong chest and inhaled the intoxicating aroma of his incomparable masculine scent with perverted need, while clinging to his brawny back in a desire-filled embrace. Then, deciding to be more daring, the blonde began to gently caress each one of the lines dividing the man's muscles with her fingertips and, while giving him a look full of sensuality, she kissed and sucked the skin of his torso with moderate force, making him sigh with delight and leaving small reddish marks on his chest and abdomen. Lori stood upright again and, standing on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around Lincoln's neck, pressed her body completely against his to lasciviously flatten her monumental tits against his pecs and move them tantalizingly up and down.

Nevertheless, and before she could join her lips with her lover's once more, her beautiful blue eyes widened beyond measure, for it was then that she finally felt it: a colossal and impressively hard object that was constantly prodding at her legs, as if it were trying to force its way out of its fabric prison. She didn't have to look down to know exactly what it was, but the very thought of knowing herself as the one responsible for her brother being in such a state made her feel a primitive feminine pleasure that made her bite her lower lip, as she clamped her thighs against each other, seeking to somehow appease the unbearable tingling that proceeded from her very sensitive and more than drenched intimacy, and from which her sweet honey continued to flow.

However, she felt much more anxious now than before, so that when she reached for the buckle of his belt and tried to take it off, she found it very difficult to do so: her hands, arms and legs trembled as if she were exposed to temperatures of extreme cold, when she was actually feeling the most intense heat she had ever experienced in her entire life; her head was spinning, for she found it impossible to concentrate every time she stole glances at her brother's godlike body or at the captivating cerulean blue orbs he called eyes; and her heart was pounding against her chest with such force that there was a point at which she thought she would die of happiness. But that was simply unacceptable, thought Lori, for there was still so much to live, be and do with Lincoln.

So, with a last effort, and some help from her, the woman managed to remove the man's trousers, who was left with only a pair of tight black boxer briefs, the fabric of which was being obscenely stretched by the gigantic erection of his virile member. Moreover, the definition of his muscular legs served to complete and greatly enhance the manly image that was presented to her.

A hand gently drew her gaze upward, and when she met the mischievous smile of Lincoln, her cheeks tinged a lovely crimson color. Then she closed her eyes and, without a moment's hesitation, offered her lips to her brother, who accepted them gladly. However, this time neither of them wanted to rush things and they enjoyed a slow and gentle contact, whose innocence did not seem characteristic of two people who were about to indulge themselves in the purest and most unbridled passion of their lives, but it was so; and that virginal kiss allowed them to remember the glorious sensation that their hearts experienced when they both knew that their love was reciprocated, no matter what the others could say about them. And yet, for many, the nature of their sinful relationship could be labelled as bizarre and immoral, but for them, who had desperately fought against their feelings for so long, it was comforting and liberating to finally be able to live it every day as if it were their last.

Little by little, the infernal flame of passion they felt for each other was rekindled with much more strength and intensity than before, so both lovers climbed into bed; and Lincoln, leaning back against the tufted headboard, sat Lori between his legs, nestled his face against the nape of her neck, and inhaled the sweet scent that her hair gave off. He used the fingers of his left hand to comb a few golden locks that stood between his face and hers to kiss her cheeks, while he whispered in her ear phrases such as, "I love you so much, Lori", "I love everything about you", and "I'll always be by your side, no matter what", which made her melt and forced her to fight the irrepressible urge to burst into tears of joy. She let herself be pampered for a long time by his innocent kisses and sweet caresses, until, at a certain point, Lincoln asked her, "Are you ready?"

To which she, with her heart pounding in her chest, but not doubting for a second of what she desired from the deepest part of her being, turned to see him, gave him a fleeting kiss on the lips and, with the utmost honesty in the world, replied, "Yes."

And immediately afterwards, the woman let out a deep sigh of satisfaction, after the man buried his face in her neck and exhaled his scorching hot breath so that it could spread across all the surface of her sensitive skin like a potent wave of heat. However, this only served as a small taste of what was about to come, for his large hands slowly worked their way up from her lower belly, past her pretty navel, until they reached the base of her spectacular breasts, thus finally taking hold of them, and causing a loud feminine moan to reverberate throughout the room. He gently massaged the sides and underside of her soft mounds, whilst making sure at all times that his movements —which he was constantly alternating between circular caresses and gentle squeezes— were more than pleasurable for his sister, who merely nodded and squirmed in his arms. So, deciding to be more daring, he slipped his hands under her bra to greedily knead the firm, spongy flesh, while also relishing in the sensation of her hard, swollen nipples against his bare palms.

"A-Ahhh~! Mmm~! Aahhhh~!"

But not content with only this, Lincoln took her beautiful pink buttons, knowing full well that they were incredibly sensitive, and began to twist, pinch and pull them with his thumb and forefinger as if seeking to milk her, while he deftly traced the entire contour of her ear with the tip of his wet tongue and nibbled on her rounded lobe. And even though Lori bit her lips hard in an attempt to keep her sanity, a sequence of guttural moans kept emerging from her throat, intensifying as her beloved brother continued to stimulate her. The seconds turned into minutes of pure ecstasy that seemed to stretch into eternity, but that, at the same time, gave the impression of vanishing in a heartbeat. The poor woman no longer knew whether she was in heaven or hell, but, to be honest, it no longer mattered in the least to her, for the unutterable pleasure she felt at that moment presented itself to her as her one and only reality; and the desire that pervaded every inch of her body and clouded all the way to the deepest and darkest recesses of her mind aroused her to such an extent that she was unable to form her own thoughts.

So Lincoln, flashing a dazzling, naughty smile, kept stimulating her tits with one hand, while he let the other slowly descend all the way down across her belly, until he finally reached Lori's hot intimacy, which he caressed with a single finger over the soaked fabric, causing her to grit her teeth, cling desperately to the sheets and let out a high-pitched squeal to prevent herself from ejaculating —something that, in the end, she managed to do with a great deal of effort— because, although she felt eager to reach the culmination, her pride as a woman was also at stake, for she could not, from her perspective, allow something as simple as that simple touch to drive her crazy with pleasure.

The white-haired man slowly traced several times the whole outline that could be perfectly seen through the translucent garment, lifted his finger and watched with perverted fascination how a string of that abundant and slimy fluid adhered to his fingertip like a shiny web that remained connected to the center of her femininity, until it broke and remained dangling from his finger, waving lasciviously in the air. The man licked his lips and, without waiting for the panting woman to open her eyes, once again directed his hand to her crotch, except that this time he took the garment with two fingers, pushed it aside, and came into contact for the first time with the soft and delicate bare skin of her mound of Venus.

"Hyah~! Mmmnnghh~! Aaahhhhhh~!" moaned Lori even louder and more intensely than ever, as she let her brother deftly massage her tender outer lips with his ring and index fingers and gently caress her lubricated inner lips with his middle finger.

"Don't hold back, Lori," growled Lincoln, after pinching one of his sister's nipples, as he gradually increased the speed of the masturbation. "Let it out."

Then, with no prior warning and without waiting for a response from her part, Lincoln bit her creamy neck and mercilessly attacked her throbbing clitoris, giving her circular caresses and the occasional nudge that finally pushed her lover to the limit of her endurance. A powerful electric current coursed throughout her body in an instant, twitching each and every one of her nerve endings, causing muscle spasms to spread across her entire pelvic area, and thus making Lori explode in an intense and pleasurable orgasm that made her let out a shrill cry as she violently squirted her warm juices, drenching her brother's hand completely, while a huge stain formed on the sheets.

However, Lincoln, possessed by the spirit of lust —which was heightened to exorbitant levels at the precise moment he saw his sister's ecstatic face— acquired an attitude that even he himself would describe as "cruel", so, not allowing Lori to assimilate all the wonderful sensations her body and mind were experiencing in the midst of her mind-blowing climax, he inserted a part of his middle finger into her tight, hot, wet pussy and began to sweetly penetrate her, making contact with her G-spot over and over again, while his thumb kept rubbing her little pink button.

"Nnnnnnggghhh~! No, Lincoln~! Hyaahhhh~! Please wait~! I'm still very sensitive~! Aaaahhhhhhhh~!"

So, reaching the peak once more —but without having been allowed to fully descend from it—, Lori arched her back to the limit, curled her toes and, with an erotic expression painted on her face, not caring in the slightest that tears ran freely down on her cheeks and that a long strand of saliva hung shamelessly from the tip of her tongue, she threw back her head and ejaculated with more impetus and intensity than the first time, while her vaginal walls clutched with euphoric force the finger that was still defiling her intimacy.

A minute later, the white-haired man withdrew his finger from inside the exhausted blonde, who had slumped against his chest, squirming between his arms, unable to control the constant involuntary contractions of her legs, as she breathed erratically, struggling to fill her lungs with oxygen and giving the impression that with every exhalation steam came out of her mouth. The bristling skin of her entire body was covered by a thin layer of sweat that gave her a faint pearly sheen, but that was nothing compared to her inner thighs, which were glazed almost entirely with her sweet feminine syrup, and which Lincoln couldn't help but compare to the world's most appetizing honey. He licked his lips, redirected his attention to his hand, which was in the same state, raised it and slid his gooey fingers into his mouth, tasting at last the exquisite flavor of his beloved sister, who, upon seeing this, felt a pleasurable shiver run down her spine.

"Mmm…" purred Lincoln with a catlike grin plastered on his handsome face and licked his fingertips one last time. "You're so yummy, sis."

"P-Please don't say it like that," pleaded Lori, feeling the blood rush to her cheeks.

"Why not? I'm just telling the truth," replied he, caressing the sensitive skin of her thighs and then added, "After all, I haven't had enough of you yet."

With that said, Lincoln took Lori firmly and, taking advantage of what little strength the woman had left at that moment, changed the position they were in with a single movement, leaving her lying next to him, causing him to take a moment to revel in the precious image of his beloved sister staring up at him, despite feeling extremely embarrassed and with her cheeks tinged with a pretty crimson color, for she thought that her boyfriend would resume his attack immediately to finish her off completely, but it was not the case, as he, giving her a dazzling smile that made her heart skip a beat, tenderly caressed her cheeks and then kissed each one of the beautiful features of her face; and although this surprised her at first, she realized almost immediately that the intention of her brother in doing this was to let her rest, so she closed her eyes and, inwardly thanking him for his kind gesture, let herself be pampered for a long time by the sweet and soft touch of his lips on her face and of his dexterous hands on her body, which ended up removing the last garments that covered her nudity, with the exception of her thigh-highs, thus leaving her in her maximum splendor.

However, after the appropriate time had passed and she felt ready for what was about to come, Lori raised her right hand to comb Lincoln's long white hair, who, upon looking at his girlfriend's face and analyzing her expression, knew he could continue. He crawled over her as skillfully as a predator in front of its prey would until they were face to face and, giving her a final, chaste kiss on the mouth, he carried on with his labor. He fixed his gaze once more on her huge and firm breasts, mainly on her appetizing and erect nipples, which seemed to tremble and harden even more with his penetrating gaze, so he slowly brought his lips to those white, creamy mounds to kiss them, managing to elicit a loud moan from their owner, and feeding the lust that intoxicated his senses. With the tip of his wet tongue he traced several circles around the areolas, enjoying every moment and every reaction, without rushing things, until, at a certain point, motivated by a primitive desire, he decided to catch between his lips one of her tempting pink buttons to suck on it with intensity.

"Mmmph~! Kgh~! Ohhh, Linkyyyy~!"

As he engaged in licking, sucking and nibbling the sensitive nipple of one of her tits, almost as if he expected delicious breast milk to start flowing from them at any moment, he kneaded the other with delight, always making sure to stimulate every inch of her creamy skin; and each time he alternated his movements to change his target, he gave one last and deep kiss to the hard nipple that his teeth released, and which ended up covered in its entirety by a glistening layer of hot saliva that served perfectly to enhance the stimulation, for he blew a current of cold air over it.

Lori was in the midst of a pleasant trance that clouded her senses and heightened her burning need to merge with Lincoln; but in spite of this, and as if she had regained control of herself, a wave of the happiest memories of her childhood washed through her mind, being her brother's arrival the most joyous of all. She remembered her parents coming through the front door with a beautiful baby boy with white hair like her grandfather's in their arms, just as she remembered the first time she held him, the first time she played with him, and the first time she heard him laugh. She held each and every one of those memories with love in her heart, for the protagonist of them was her brother, her boyfriend, her lover, her everything.

And now she hoped that together they would continue to create beautiful memories along the way.

Because they would write their own story and, in the future, create their own family.

Lori snapped back to reality and allowed herself to enjoy to her heart's content everything Lincoln kept doing to her. Minutes later, when he pulled away from her beautiful mounds with a huge, satisfied smile painted on his face, their gazes met, which made her tremble with anticipation, for she could clearly see the man's intentions reflected in his eyes and knew full well what was coming next. Her entire body burst into flames as he began to trace an uninterrupted path of moist kisses that went from the underside of her breasts, across the entire midline of her belly, and slowly passed her navel until they reached her mound of Venus.

Lincoln, unable to contain his awe and arousal, let out a gasp as he came within inches of his beloved girlfriend's glorious sluice and inhaled the fresh feminine scent that perfumed the air of the room like a seductive fragrance that clouded his judgment as if it were a powerful aphrodisiac. Then, heeding his instincts, he leaned his face forward and deeply kissed the soft, tender skin of Lori's vulva, who let out a shrill cry that made her put both hands to her head and desperately grab her hair to keep herself from losing her sanity when she felt his lips covering and marking every little nook and cranny of her pubic area, but always purposely avoiding the entrance to her vagina. They stayed like that for a couple of tortuous minutes that felt eternal and excruciatingly slow to the woman, but when the tension reached its peak and she was about to beg her partner to stop tormenting her in this way, to finally give her the sexual release she so desperately needed, to do with her body whatever he pleased and take her to heaven once again, he directed his mouth to the center of her womanhood and, after exhaling a large wave of his scorching breath onto the appetizing pink flesh, he gave it a long lick. And after taking a second to savor her sweet, wonderful taste, one to which he would become imminently addicted, he began to perform an intense session of oral sex on her.

"Hyaahhhh~! Mmmnnghh~! Aaahhhhhh~!" moaned Lori like a madwoman, no longer caring in the slightest about holding back. However, the thing here is that, even if she had been able to contain herself, even if she had found a way to control her body so that she wouldn't give herself over completely to the unearthly pleasure she was experiencing right now, she wouldn't have done it. In fact, she would not even have tried, for her mind and body right now were on a realm that went beyond anything she could have ever imagined.

Lincoln continued to lick her vigorously, enjoying every spasm, every whimper and every reaction he managed to wring out from his sister, while he clutched her long legs tightly with his arms, as she kept kicking and writhing on the bed due to the immense pleasure she had never experienced before and to which she was definitely not used to. 'Fortunately or unfortunately for you, Lori, this is just getting started,' thought he with a lust like no other, increasing the speed of the movements of his tongue, and feeling the sweat slowly trickle down his back. It was then that he opened his mouth, devoured her vulva in its entirety and, applying some suction to the moist cavity of her vagina, kept tracing with his tongue up and down the length of her slit, occasionally nudging her clitoris with the tip of it, only to then penetrate her interior slowly.

The hot and slippery vaginal walls closed over his pink organ with euphoric force, compressing it in its entirety with every fold of her throbbing flesh that seemed to contract more and more with every thrust and caress he exerted on her. And thanks to this, Lori was delirious, enjoying a pleasure so indescribable that she could neither control her body nor think clearly enough to even string together a single coherent word, as only an intense sequence of guttural moans combined with incoherent babbling emerged from her throat; her eyes rolled in all directions and small strands of saliva trickled carelessly down her chin, serving as visual proof of the state she was in. However, the moment she felt Lincoln make contact with her G-spot again, she jolted in her place, and, with an expression of utmost surprise, her whole skin prickled as if she had been poured a bucket of ice water, but which, at the same time, seemed to dangerously raise her body temperature. They exchanged glances, and when the man's lips gradually curved into a predatory smile, the woman knew she was done for.

He resumed his attack immediately, but this time it possessed a different energy than the one he had used just a few seconds ago, looking now like a prisoner of an animal lust that invaded up to the last cell of his body, turning him into an instrument whose sole purpose and desire was to provide pleasure to his partner. And that is precisely what he was achieving in spades. What had begun as a melodious symphony of moans and pleas building to a crescendo turned into a chaotic cacophony of shrill screams, worthy of a woman who had opened Pandora's box and now found herself marveling at its forbidden contents. He kept attacking her sweet spot with the tip of his tongue, increasing the force and speed of his movements with each passing second and, as the icing on the cake, eager to bring his lover to the paroxysm of pleasure, he brought his thumb to her swollen and impressively sensitive clitoris to rub it vigorously in a circular motion. Lori's every last nerve twitched, sending electrical impulses that spread through every little part of her body, tensing each and every one of her muscles. She clung with great desperation to Lincoln's white hair and, feeling how every thought, every longing and every element that made her a woman united in perfect synchrony to create and release the most powerful orgasm she had ever had in her life so far, she curled her toes, threw her head back and, with the most erotic and obscene expression of all plastered on her ecstatic face, accompanied by tears that ran freely down her cheeks, she howled at the top of her lungs, "I'M CUUUMMIIIIIINNGG~!"

With her vaginal walls contracting with unnatural force and feeling how the delicious orgasmic contractions that started from her pelvis spread throughout her body at breakneck speed, Lori ejaculated from the deepest part of her being, as she jerked over and over again on the bed. The sweet feminine juices gushed out from her warm interior with the same power and intensity of a geyser, all of which Lincoln, without even a single thought, drank down with an avidity worthy of a homeless man who had finally found an oasis in the middle of the desert; and even though he had consumed almost all of it, the jets that didn't enter his system whipped through the air and splashed onto the mattress, the footboard, and a few drops even made it to the floor. And by the time her mind-blowing orgasm came to an end a couple of minutes later, Lori was left a mess on the bed: her body was still suffering from occasional spasms that made her limbs twitch slightly as if she was being given mild electric shocks, and her tongue was left hanging lewdly out of her mouth, while a large wet spot that combined her tears and her saliva was beginning to form on the pillow where her head was resting.

The white-haired man brought his lips one more time to the blonde's throbbing pussy and gave her one last but passionate kiss that made her let out a sound that resembled the mewl of a tired kitten, which caused him to release a giggle that he was unable to hold back due to the tenderness that this cute reaction provoked in him. He stood up and crawled over her again, but with the huge difference that she didn't notice this until their faces were mere millimeters away from touching.

"A-Ahhh… L-L-Linky… I-I—" stammered she, losing herself in the deep cerulean blue of his eyes and feeling somewhat disoriented.

"Shh…" he interrupted her, placing a series of tender kisses on her forehead, cheeks, eyelashes and nose. "You don't have to say anything, okay? Just relax and let me spoil you a little bit."

After saying this, Lincoln lay down next to Lori, wrapped her up in his arms and devoted himself to gently stroke her golden hair, while whispering into her ear how beautiful she was and how lovely she looked reaching her climax. And even though this delighted the woman, for she felt so special, so protected, and so loved by the man she loved —and with whom, had the opportunity presented itself, she would have stayed to live forever in his embrace—, there was still something that did not feel right, that made her feel uncomfortable, and so, before he could kiss her once more, she gently stopped his lips.

"What's the matter?" asked he.

"N-No…" articulated she, in a faint whisper.

"Hmm?"

"It's not fair…that it's only me…who gets all your special treatments…"

Lincoln understood what she meant and let out a small laugh. "Lori, don't worry about that. I love doing this for you. It's my pleasure."

"I know…but…now I am the one who wants to make you feel good…"

That being said, Lori straddled Lincoln and now it was her who attempted to crawl seductively on top of him, even though her movements were somewhat clumsy due to the constant tremors that kept striking her legs. Needless to say that seeing her lover's eyes brimming with lust and desire did nothing but further arouse the woman, who averted her gaze to the more than well-worked torso that was displayed in front of her; she brought her face towards his muscles, which possessed a faint pearly sheen from the thin layer of sweat that covered them, and began to lick and suck on his pecs, immensely enjoying the taste of his warm skin, before slowly gliding down over his abs (to which she gave each one a kiss), until she finally encountered the only garment that barely managed to contain his manhood.

Lori's face burned with such intensity that all the skin of her face had acquired a deep crimson hue and her breathing grew increasingly heavy, for she had grasped the waistband of his boxer briefs with her trembling fingers, but she never dared to remove them, and as the seconds passed, the more nervous she became. But Lincoln, who stroked her hair sympathetically, took her chin so that she would look him in the eye and whispered for her to kneel before him. The woman slowly did so to avoid falling face first on the ground, and when she had firmly secured her knees on the floor, she looked up to meet only the imposing and sensual figure of her brother standing in front of her. The man took hold of the fold of his garment and, without ever breaking eye contact with his sister, began to slowly tug at it, until he was left stark naked.

And if there is anything that needs to be said about it, is that Lori was more than shocked with the unreal image that was presented before her, for, despite having tried to grasp an idea of what her brother's size was, she could now safely say that she would have never come close to the obscene truth: his penis wasn't big, it was huge. So much that, unconsciously, she bit her lower lip as she rubbed her soaked thighs against each other.

"G-God…" whispered she, letting out a shuddering breath, for, despite feeling her body burn with an infernal lust that rekindled the flames of her deepest desires, she wondered for a fleeting second if she would really be able to endure all…that.

Across the length and breadth of his shaft could be appreciated the thick veins that ran along the entire surface of his skin in sinuous courses that drew her gaze to the engorged, reddened tip that crowned his erection, not to mention the two enormous testicles that hung heavily beneath his crotch. However, feeling as if she were in the midst of a fever dream, Lori instinctively stretched her right hand forward and wrapped her slender fingers around the monumental virile member, which was so hot and hard and thick that she simply couldn't help but let out a gasp of sheer amazement as she compared it to a rod of burning steel; moreover, its girth was such that the tip of her middle finger and thumb did not even come close to touching at any point.

With a certain virginal shyness, she began to move her hand up and down, sliding along the rigid shaft, and feeling how it throbbed every so often in her hand in response to her attentions. She felt nervous, insecure of her ability to satisfy her brother, but the moment she heard Lincoln let out a deep sigh of delight, a primitive feminine pleasure seized her senses and took control of her actions, because, if she was sure of one thing, it was that she wanted to be the one responsible of her beloved brother's pleasure. Lori tightened her grip, and although she didn't bother to speed up the pace of her movements right away, these had definitely changed, as they were now much more erotic and provocative than they had been a few moments ago. A few minutes later, she decided to use her other hand, placing it on top of the other, to keep masturbating him; but despite doing this, she instantly realized that not even by doing this could she cover the full length of his penis. This went on for quite a while, until her efforts seemed to pay off when a copious amount of glistening precum began to leak from her boyfriend's urethra, trickling down to her hands and lubricating her palms. Suddenly, he forced her to raise her eyes, and in doing so she was met with a sly smile that made her heart skip a beat.

"What is it?" asked she, without stopping the movements of her arms.

"You look so damn sexy right now, Lori," said he, letting out another satisfied sigh.

"T-Thank you," replied she, feeling surprisingly embarrassed by that simple compliment, thus creating an ironic contrast between her small blush and her obscene manual activity.

"However," continued he, "I think it's time to take things up a notch."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Lincoln's smile widened. "What do you think I mean?"

Lori's only response to that innuendo was another shuddering sigh that escaped from her lips, for, although it didn't seem like it, her mind was in utter chaos. And it wasn't because she didn't want to please Lincoln, but because she simply didn't think she would be capable of doing it. After all, how the hell was she supposed to open her mouth like that? It was impossible! Unthinkable! However, her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when she felt a spasm between her hands and watched mesmerized how another large drop of his viscous fluids oozed out from the tip, leaving it hanging there, as it swung lasciviously back and forth in front of her. Without thinking, the woman brought her face close to the appetizing net and, licking her lips, caught it with her tongue. 'It's so good…' thought she, enjoying her brother's taste immensely, as her eyes gradually grew darker with lust. 'But now…I want so much more…'

Her lips went directly to the engorged glans and, feeling how a musky and intoxicating masculine aroma flooded her nostrils, depriving her from all her rationality, invading her mind and boosting her desires, she gave it a loving kiss, to then firmly adhere to it, applying a gentle suction that allowed her to taste to her heart's content his addictive precum straight from the source. The flavor seemed to explode on her taste buds, and with each passing second, from her soaking wet pussy also dripped her sweet feminine nectar abundantly onto the floor, thus forming a tiny puddle beneath her.

With her wet tongue she traced the entire length of his meaty shaft in zigzagging motions that were occasionally accompanied by kisses from her soft, pouty lips. But being aware that this would simply not be enough, Lori gave him a couple more of long strokes with her sweaty palms to mentally prepare herself for this, positioned herself in front of the head of his penis and, opening her mouth as far and wide as she could, began to slowly engulf a portion of his massive cock. As was to be expected, she felt a small and uncomfortable pain in her jaw that, with the passing of the seconds, faded away little by little; her hands clutched at the muscular thighs of her brother and, closing her eyes, she held still for a few moments to try to get used to his size and girth. Nevertheless, when she heard Lincoln growl in a husky voice that denoted nothing but pleasure, she immediately began to bob her head back and forth, her only goal being to pleasure her beloved brother and to keep listening to those sounds that drove her crazy with desire.

Her first movements were slow and cautious, but just as her confidence increased, so did her pace, going ever faster, harder, deeper, impetuously ramming her head back and forth, completely detached from reality, as if nothing was more important than what she was doing at that precise moment. With her full, strawberry-red lips she gently caressed the greased shaft —still masturbating the part that she simply could not get into her mouth—, while with her deft pink organ she traced his glans in a circular motion, giving small licks to the frenulum at the same time, and thus causing a copious stream of bubbling precum to ooze from the urethra and spread all over her tongue.

"Mmmmmm~!" purred Lori, immensely enjoying his addictive and unparalleled flavor and without ceasing to perform on him that pleasurable fellatio that saturated the inside of her oral cavity with a mixture of her saliva and his male fluids to the point where, in addition of lubricating the head of his penis to perfection, they leaked from the corners of her lips.

The woman brought one of her hands to Lincoln's scrotum, from which several silvery strands of saliva dangled lewdly in the air in response to her movements, to massage his big, bulky and heavy testicles, hoping that this would enhance the pleasure she was giving him. The spasms she felt inside her mouth no doubt acted as a positive response to her actions, which encouraged her to suck with much more passion and intensity than before, filling the room with indecent suction sounds, while she used her palate and the inner part of her hollowed cheeks to massage the tip.

However, after spending a long time in the same position, Lori, feeling both tired and defeated, slowly withdrew from his massive virile member, her luscious lips still clinging to his thick shaft, until, with a wet pop, they released the fat head, causing the entire surface of her chin to be drenched with a foamy concoction of precum and saliva that slowly trickled down her neck. She was panting heavily, with her breasts heaving up and down at an irregular rate as she tried to control her ragged breathing. Nevertheless, instead of taking a minute to rest, the woman, whose judgement was completely clouded by a dense and intoxicating sexual haze that did not allow her to think of anything other than her brother, raised her face to look him straight in the eye, and once their gazes met, she gave him a naughty smile that served as a preamble for her next action.

Lori brought both of her hands to the underside of her lush mounds and lifted them up, highlighting their shape and size in such a beautiful way that she simply looked irresistible; so she slowly leaned forward, until Lincoln's cock was finally sandwiched in between the valley of her breasts, with a portion of his shaft protruding through her cleavage, thus leaving the red, swollen tip a few inches from her mouth; and although he was already sufficiently lubricated for her to start moving, she still pursed her lips a couple of times and dropped a generous amount of saliva on his penis to further coat it with a viscous, glistening layer of drool.

Feeling satisfied, she started to move her monumental tits up and down the entire length of the huge virile member that throbbed with every rub of her soft, spongy skin. And as Lincoln's grunts increased in both quantity and volume, so did the intensity of her movements, which emitted sticky and indecent sounds that added much more eroticism to the kinky scene. Then, without giving prior warning and without being asked to do so, Lori once again opened her mouth as wide as she could and began to suck vehemently on his glans.

"Ahhh, yes!" exclaimed the white-haired man, throwing his head back and stroking his sister's golden hair to encourage her to continue. "Don't stop. You're doing amazing. Oh, keep on sucking, Lori!"

Hearing the man's hoarse voice praising her brought the woman an indescribable bliss that enhanced her lust and her eagerness to please him, that being her main objective. The pleasure increased as the minutes passed, just as the contractions did, becoming more frequent and more intense. And then, not being able to take it any longer, gritting his teeth hard and tensing all the muscles in his body, Lincoln let out an animalistic roar and ejaculated with an unprecedented force that stunned Lori, who stopped wrapping her breasts around his penis and clutched at his hips once more, for she could not believe that it could expand in such a way, granting it an even more impressive size.

The first voluminous load of his pearly semen rocketed with great force straight into the back of her throat, completely flooding her mouth, and causing her eyes to open so wide that they gave the impression that they would pop out of their sockets at any moment. Tears of ecstasy welled up in her eyes, as she devoted herself to swallow desperately his thick, creamy offering; but before she could finish doing so, he shot his second load, which was just as, if not more abundant than the previous one, undoing all her hard work and stuffing her cheeks much fuller than before. Several rivulets of semen that had escaped from the corners of her fleshy lips, which were still erotically encircling her brother's humongous, pulsating cock, flowed freely down her chin, and then ran along her smooth neck, before finally reaching her firm, sumptuous breasts, thus trickling in multiple directions until they were either left hanging like big pearly globs from her hard, rosy nipples, or sliding down and getting lost in the deep valley of her cleavage.

Nevertheless, Lori was completely oblivious to any of this, for her mind was in a place that was far away from reality, her judgement had been clouded by the concupiscent nature of her actions and the reactions they entailed, and her heart was overflowing with feelings and passions that she never thought she could experience. The only thing she could think about, however, was Lincoln. And by the time he shot his third load, making his flavor, his texture and his scent invade all her senses like an intoxicating haze that possessed a powerful sexual energy, tearing away the last shred of sanity she had left, leaving her drunk with pleasure, the woman curled her toes and reached her climax.

"MMMNNGHH~!" moaned Lori, her eyes wild with ecstasy, as a freshly brewed wave of her sweet feminine nectar gushed out from the depths of her pussy, drenching her thighs, knees and calves, and leaving the floor beneath her completely wet.

But in spite of this, the muscular man kept ejaculating, releasing load after load of his creamy semen into the overflowing mouth of his sister, who, despite having coughed a couple of times because she found it impossible to consume everything he was offering her without gagging, was still at the height of her own orgasm. And by the time that monumental experience came to an end, Lincoln began to slowly withdraw his massive virile member from the woman's mouth, reveling in the soft sensation of her pouty lips clinging to his thick shaft, leaving it glistening with a mixture of her silvery saliva and his white spunk, until they released the huge tip with a wet smacking sound.

It took Lori a few moments to recover from the event, but when she did, she lifted her gaze, which was clouded by lust, and lewdly displayed the semen that still remained inside her mouth, heavily exhaling her warm breath, giving the impression that it emitted steam. And anyone who had seen the woman's stunning sapphire blue eyes could have sworn that her pupils had turned into hearts.

"Haaa… Haaa… T-That was… I… That… Wow…" panted she, after swallowing a couple more times his abundant male seed, until not a single drop was left.

"I know. It felt so fucking good," agreed he with a seductive smile, as he tenderly stroked the woman's golden hair with his hand and watched how a couple of long strands of their combined fluids kept connecting her lips to the bulging head of his penis.

And a minute later, after standing up with Lincoln's help, for her legs were trembling like a leaf that was at the mercy of the wind, both lovers ended up lying on the bed, with her on top of him, and once again engaged in a passionate make-out session, in which they explored their naked, sweaty bodies unreservedly with their hands. Lincoln's palms felt like fire against her sensitive skin, bristling her all over; her firm and spongy breasts were pressing lasciviously against his strong, hard pecs, thus rubbing her erect nipples against him over and over again; the flesh of her huge and spectacular buttocks was being massaged and squeezed with prodigious skill; and her soaking wet pussy was slowly rubbing against his raging cock, running up and down the entire length of the solid shaft with her soft outer lips, leaving a trail of her viscous fluids on it, and making her moan delightfully into his mouth each time his glans stimulated her throbbing clitoris.

The two were completely immersed in the pleasure they were giving to each other, being unable to think, feel or concentrate on anything other than themselves. And although Lincoln felt eager to claim his beloved sister as his own at that precise moment, the woman who drove him crazy with love and managed to awaken in him unbridled passions that went far beyond the human understanding, he decided to take things slowly in order to enjoy this divine moment to the fullest. After all, the only thing he really owned was the present, and he didn't plan to waste a single second of it when he was together with his Lori. Because, even though the two of them had always been together from the beginning, doomed by fate as if it was some kind of cruel joke that they had to share the same blood with the person they loved the most, he would fight for them to stay together for all eternity.

"I love you, Lori," declared he, once he parted from those delicious lips he loved so much, as he watched with satisfaction how the glistening trail of saliva that kept connecting their tongues gradually grew longer and longer, until it finally broke.

"And I love you, Lincoln," replied she with crystallized eyes, as she watched his handsome face adoringly and gently stroked his white hair. "I love you like you have no idea…but…"

"But?" asked he, using the calmest tone of voice of all, even though he felt a stale, yet quite familiar fear begin to wrap its cold claws around his worried heart.

The woman turned her face away for a moment, let out a sorrowful sigh, and when she looked her beloved brother in the eye again, she could not prevent two small pearls of water from slowly sliding down her cheeks. "But I'm scared…"

"Scared? Scared of what?"

"Of all this being only a dream, of all this ending at any moment," confessed she in a trembling voice, sharing at last one of her greatest fears in this world. Then, leaning her head on his shoulder, she allowed herself to keep shedding tears and continued, "Every moment I spend with you is like a blessing, but I'm always haunted by the idea of someone coming here to destroy our little world, the one that you and I worked so hard to build. That always happens when things are going well and I don't want that to happen to us, I don't want my happiness with you to ever end. I love you so much that the mere thought of being separated from you tears my soul apart… You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, Lincoln!"

A dense silence filled the room, making the atmosphere feel increasingly heavy for Lori, who once again felt the weight of the world fall on her shoulders. But before she could lie down on Lincoln's shoulder to sob silently, he took her beautiful face between his hands and made her look directly into his eyes, in which she could only see reflected an immense love that moved her in such a way that, for an instant, she completely forgot each and every one of her insecurities and fears.

"You have nothing to fear," whispered he, wiping her watery cheeks with his thumbs as he tenderly kissed her forehead and eyelashes, seeking to somehow give her the reassurance she so desperately needed. "Because, although this moment may seem like a dream to you, I can assure you that it is very real. My body, my voice, my heart, don't you feel them? I am real, and the love I feel for you is even more so. That's why I want you to know that I will always be with you, no matter what. I'm not willing to lose you, so I will never leave your side. You are my world, and as long as you are with me, I won't care about what others may say or think about me. I love you, Lori, and that's something that will never change."

With that last statement, the man fell silent and stood there contemplating Lori's face as if it were the most beautiful landscape in the world; but when he least expected it, his sister leaned her head forward and, in an instant, seized his lips and kissed him as if there was no tomorrow. And although the taste of her kisses now possessed a slightly salty taste due to the tears that flowed from the woman's eyes with much more intensity than before, Lincoln concluded that right now he was savoring the sweetest moment of his life. And with that, the flame of passion that burned so vividly within their hearts finally exploded, turning into a tide of fire that consumed them completely.

"Linky…" panted Lori, using the most loving and needy tone of voice that she had ever used in her entire life, while her glassy eyes gave him a look full of desire in which only lust in its purest state could be seen reflected, "please…make me yours…"

Without waiting to be told again, Lincoln, with a single movement, manhandled Lori on the bed, leaving her beneath him; and although he would have liked to take much more time to admire his girlfriend's divine beauty, for she looked far more alluring and sensual than ever before, he could no longer contain himself for a second longer. His wildest instincts took control of his actions and, instead of worshipping the Goddess who presented herself to him, he decided that he would become the mortal who would claim her and make her completely his.

She, for her part, spread her legs on her own accord and, as if she were in a trance, watched in rapt fascination how her boyfriend's hips were quite far away from hers as he lined up the lubricated tip of his colossal cock with the entrance of her soaking wet pussy. And while any other woman would have felt intimidated by what was about to happen, wondering over and over again if she would really be able to take all of what the man that stood before her intended to give her without going insane, Lori, in her mind, was begging to the heavens for him to just penetrate her once and for all. She no longer thought about anything that was not him, she no longer cared about anything that was not him, because, at that precise moment, the only thing she desired was to become one with her beloved Lincoln.

He thrust his hips, and once the tip entered with some effort, he began to slowly work his way into the more than tight, hot and wet cavity. However, he didn't get very far, for something stood in his way; specifically, a thin membrane that served as a barrier. Lincoln opened his eyes as wide as they could go, and, with his heart pounding in his chest, he let out a shaky breath. "L-Lori…are you a—?"

The aforementioned offered him a sweet smile with crystallized eyes, stretched out her arms to hug his neck and, as if she were confessing a secret, whispered, "Happy birthday, my little bunny…"

And as if she had uttered the most beautiful words in the world, Lincoln, understanding the true magnitude and importance of the act they were about to consummate and how significant this was for her, leaned his body forward and, taking his beloved sister's face between his hands, kissed her with the same longing with which he had done it the first time they had confessed their feelings. Then he rammed into her, thus tearing her hymen and seizing her virginity, while the small trickle of blood that flowed from her vagina sealed forever the destiny they had both chosen in the name of love.

Lori clung to his muscular upper back and, as she dug her nails into his flesh, she let out a shrill moan that came from the deepest part of her being, which combined the pain of feeling her treasure being pierced by her brother's manhood along with the indescribable pleasure of finally having given herself to him. But despite this, Lincoln kept shoving himself deeper and deeper inside her, making contact with all the sensitive spots she was aware of and with the ones she didn't even know she had, stretching her in a way she never thought possible, and bringing her to the paroxysm of pleasure when he reached the deepest part of her femininity and pressed her spongy cervix with his engorged cockhead.

The woman's field of vision was immediately invaded by a meteor shower that seemed to have no end as she was unable to process the otherworldly pleasure that twitched each and every one of her nerve endings, thus sending pulsing sensations throughout her body like a powerful electric shock that offered no respite and causing every muscle in her body to tense up. And even though she unconsciously wrapped her trembling legs around her lover's waist in a futile attempt to preserve her sanity and regain control of herself, she couldn't take it anymore and her devastated pussy began to convulse violently.

"HYYAAAAHHHHHHHH~!" screamed Lori with tears of ecstasy running freely down her cheeks, as her searing vaginal walls contracted tightly around Lincoln's hard cock, impregnating every inch of it with her sweet and erotic feminine honey, and feeling how her entire being was shaken to the core upon experiencing the greatest orgasm of her life.

However, before the blonde could descend from that marvelous peak, the white-haired man moved his hips backwards, slowly withdrawing himself from her interior, to immediately afterwards, with a single and firm thrust, sink back to the bottom and at the same speed into her most sacred place, managing to prolong and even intensify her mind-blowing climax by exponentially increasing her pleasure.

Lincoln repeated this same action over and over again for ten minutes to try to get the woman somehow used to his impressive size, constantly moving his hips back and forth, and making sure that his thrusts were long and deep to fully enjoy the tender, slippery sensation of her insides. The thin layer of sweat that covered every last inch of their skins gave them a pearly sheen that, in addition to producing wet, sticky noises that resonated throughout the room every time they slapped against each other, also seemed to evaporate as the temperature of their fiery bodies increased. Then Lori, flaunting the lewdest expression imaginable that was plastered on her face, began to clumsily move her own hips in an attempt to synchronize her tempo with that of her man and thus engage for a long time in the most ancient dance known to mankind.

"You're too tight, Lori," growled he, feeling like the lord of paradise, while he kissed and licked the smooth skin of her slender neck.

"Aaahhhhhh~! Mmmnnghh~! Ohhh~! And you are way…too…BIIIIIIGGG~!" shrieked she through tightly clenched teeth and without being able to think clearly.

A dark smile formed on the white-haired man's lips after observing his sister's ecstatic expression, which seemed to him more charming and erotic than ever, so, acting with a malice he would not regret, he delivered a powerful thrust that struck directly against her cervix with such intensity that the blonde, for an instant, forgot everything: how to scream, how to breathe and how to react. Her mind went blank and her whole body shook at that new and unparalleled sensation that made her melt completely.

"L-L-Linky?"

"I'm sorry, Lori," apologized he without really feeling it, after giving her a chaste kiss on the cheek, "but I can't hold back myself any longer."

"W-What do you m-mean?"

The man leaned close to her ear, exhaled his breath so that it could enter her ear canal and, in a dominant voice that was full of desire, whispered, "I mean that it's time for me to get serious, my dear."

Having said that and giving her another thrust just like the previous one —which this time did make her scream— to reaffirm his position, he resumed the movements of his hips, but with the great difference that now they possessed a very different energy from the previous one, an energy that was so primitive and animalistic that it was driven by lust in its purest state. With his massive, thick, and hard cock he stretched Lori's searing, velvety, and drenched vaginal walls like never before, filling her completely and thus stimulating all her weak spots: every time he withdrew, he intensely massaged her G-spot with his huge glans, and as he plunged all the way to the bottom, he hit the door of her cervix with such force that it seemed like it would cave in at any moment and come to touch her quivering uterus. And with each passing second, he just kept going harder, stronger, faster, and deeper inside her, thus turning her into a slave of the most intense and authentic pleasure she had ever felt in her entire life, which led her to witness heaven and hell at the same time.

"AAAARRRGGGHHHH~! YOU'RE GOING TO BREAK MEEEEEEEE~!" howled Lori at the top of her lungs like a madwoman who was immersed in a state of unparalleled frenzy after experiencing yet another ferocious orgasm among the many that had already taken away her breath and her ability to think clearly, while the pupils of her eyes gradually transformed into small pink hearts, at whose center could only be seen the attractive face of her beloved brother.

The ecstasy produced by the mind-boggling pleasure that subjugated her over and over again did not allow her to abandon the height of her climax nor register each and every one of the delicious sensations that he was provoking in her. And Lincoln, feeling strongly attracted to the hypnotic spectacle of Lori's big, juicy tits bouncing up and down, brought his right hand to one of her creamy, spongy mounds to knead it as he pleased, letting the other swing freely in the air like a pendulum and enjoying at the same time the amazing sensation of her erect nipple rubbing against the center of his bare palm, while with his left hand he licentiously caressed the length of one of her long and sensual legs. They stayed like this for a long, long time, making the swaying of their yearning bodies even wilder than before, with his huge testicles slapping hard against the firm flesh of her spectacular buttocks each time he rammed into her.

"I'm about to cum, Lori," declared he with sweat trickling down his forehead and feeling how his pelvic area was starting to tighten. Nevertheless, immediately after seeing that with those words he managed to capture his sister's attention and snap her out of her pleasant trance, a mischievous grin formed on his face and he added, "And I plan to do it inside you."

Those simple words were more than enough to turn Lori's fragile conscience into an absolute chaos: her face burned like never before with an intense crimson red color, as she was unable to properly process what her brother had just told her. Had he gone crazy? He definitely couldn't do that! Because, if he did, she would undoubtedly get pregnant. And if that were to happen, how would they explain it to their family? They had to plan things better, think with a cool head. After all, it didn't matter how much she wanted to become the mother of Lincoln's children, nor the countless nights she dreamed of this wonderful moment happening, and certainly didn't matter how many times she masturbated while imagining what it would be like to live that experience. She had to make the right decision. And that's why it was imperative for her to stop bucking her hips with the lustful intensity with which she was doing it right now, to stop hugging with desperate need her lover's broad back with her arms as if she were terrified of the mere thought of being separated from him, and to stop wrapping her legs so tightly around his waist as if she wanted to prevent him from coming out of her at all costs. She had to stop craving him! And yet…

'Why does it have to be so fucking hard?!' thought the woman completely hysterical, feeling how the man's already humongous cock began to swell up inside her extremely tight, little pussy to the point where it seemed to have reached twice its size.

But Lincoln, despite being on the verge of his orgasm, decided to take advantage of his current state and began to rotate his hips each time he penetrated her in order to deliciously rub her more than stretched vaginal walls with his mammoth virile member, which brought Lori to the pinnacle of pleasure and made her reconsider in a fleeting moment whether it was really that bad to let him ejaculate inside her. Because even though she knew that she shouldn't think this way and that it was something outrageous, she couldn't fight either against the infernal desires that seized her determination and made her yearn from the depths of her soul to receive his appetizing and fertile seed within her being.

The palpitations became more and more intense, and when he finally reached his maximum limit, Lincoln plunged to the deepest point of her interior to impetuously thrust her spongy cervix and let out a powerful animalistic roar that startled Lori and kept her fully conscious of the exact moment in which he broke her will and spurted the first monumental and seemingly endless stream of his hot, thick and creamy semen deep inside her ravaged pussy. The second load, which was just as immense as the previous one, was more than enough to finish filling her womb to the brim, making her squeal and gnash her teeth, as she dug her fingernails into his flesh so hard that a couple of them managed to draw blood from him. And by the time he shot his third load, Lori, feeling like a woman in every sense of the word, threw her head back, formed a perfect arch with her back, curled her toes, and with the most erotic and obscene expression of all plastered on her gorgeous face, which was accentuated by the tears of pure ecstasy running freely down her cheeks and by the drooling tongue that was left hanging lewdly out of her mouth with a long strand of saliva dangling shamelessly from the tip, she let out the loudest, most deafening scream that had ever escaped from her mouth as her powerful vaginal muscles contracted with all their might around the entire length of his gigantic penis, squeezing it and bathing every inch of it with her sweet and viscous feminine nectar.

"I'M CUUUUUUMMIIIIIIIIIIIINNNGGG~!"

Then Lori, not being able to bear the bestial magnitude of the supernatural climax that brought her to paradise any longer, clung to her lover as if her whole life depended on it and ended up passing out in his strong arms, but with a silly smile painted on her lips, while he kept ejaculating inside her, flooding her far beyond her capacity. And by the time Lincoln's extraordinary orgasm had come to an end, he let out a grunt of satisfaction as he pumped in and out of his sister's insides a couple more times, managing to elicit a few tired mewls of pleasure from her, as he lustfully admired the indecent spectacle of their overflowing combined fluids slowly trickling down his meaty shaft and over his bulky testicles, until they spilled onto the more than soaked sheets, thus forming a thick and visible puddle beneath their sweaty bodies.

A couple of minutes later, the woman regained consciousness after feeling his soft and pillowy lips caressing the smooth skin of her face and sweetly kissing her cheeks, cheekbones, forehead, nose and eyelids; and even though she was totally exhausted, her whole body felt extremely light. She also began to return his kisses and caresses with all the affection in the world, seeking to somehow convey to him all the love and devotion she felt only for him. However, she couldn't help but let out a cute whimper when she felt how her intimacy was still being impaled by the solid manhood of the handsome man.

"Mmmph~! O-Ohhh, Linky… Ah~! H-How is it possible that you can still continue?" asked she, feeling slightly intimidated by the ravenous look he was giving her.

"Oh, Lori…this is just the beginning," declared he in a dark, husky and very alluring tone of voice.

The white-haired man managed to manhandle with great skill and expertise the blonde's body, who had no time to react, and put her on her hands and knees over the bed without having to disconnect from her, making her exhibit in this way her magnificent and incredibly sexy bubble butt.

"Besides," continued he, licking his lips, as he religiously massaged the sumptuous flesh of her firm buttocks to the point where his fingers seemed to sink into it, "I remember telling you that I would make you completely mine… Well…that's precisely what I'm going to do, my love. So you better get ready."

And with that last statement, Lincoln slowly withdrew from inside Lori until he left only the fat head inside her; but before he did anything else, he stood still for a moment to enjoy the delicious sensations that her tender, throbbing and swollen labia majora and labia minora exerted on him, almost as if they were unconsciously urging him to enter once more. Then he, not being able (nor wanting) to wait any longer, let himself be carried away by his lowest instincts and, using his own semen as an extra lubricant, delivered to his sister a brutal and powerful thrust that violently crashed against the fragile door of her cervix, making her lose the balance of her arms —thus leaving her face pressed against the pillow— and let out a shrill shriek, as her torrid vaginal walls clenched tightly around him for the umpteenth time.

But unlike their first round of sex, this time Lincoln, without wasting a single second, began to fuck her vigorously, causing her warm, rich juices to gush out abundantly from her like a waterfall with each one of his ferocious thrusts. In addition, one of his large hands slid below her waist to explore her crotch and stimulate her inflamed and sensitive clitoris, thus forcing Lori to bite the sheets, who was futilely trying to muffle the dissonant cacophony of her wild moans, while the loud clapping noises produced by her huge buttocks when they slapped against his lower abdomen, coupled with the splashing sounds that emanated from her abused, squirting vagina, echoed throughout the room like an erotic ballad that musicalized their carnal union and their incestuous love. And although her consciousness had long since ascended to the nirvana to relinquish all control of her actions to her body and try to keep up with him, Lori knew, in a flash of clarity, that absolutely everything about her now belonged solely to her beloved Linky: her heart, her body, her mind and her soul. She had become his woman, his lover, his everything. But just as she now belonged to him, he also gave himself completely to the Goddess he loved so much and for whom he was willing to face the whole world in order to worship her until the last day of his life.

And for the next long and endless hours, the two lovers forgot about the rest of existence and let themselves be carried away by lust in order to indulge in the purest pleasure they had ever felt in their lives, while the infernal flame of passion that continued to burn vehemently inside their igneous hearts melted their bodies to make them one.

When they finally finished, Lincoln took the languid body of the exhausted woman in his arms, who was breathing heavily and babbling incoherently, and laid her on his chest to let her rest, while he gently combed the silky tresses of her long hair. With his other hand he took the sheets, whose fabric was torn in several places thanks to her, and covered them both; but instead of letting herself be lulled by the arms of Morpheus and go to the world of dreams, she, surprisingly, stayed awake so that she could keep receiving his pampering full of joy, while he admired her divine beauty. Then, in the middle of the starry night, being illuminated by the silvery moonlight that filtered through the window, Lincoln got up to take a small blue velvet box from his pants pocket, opened it to show that the content was a beautiful yellow gold ring with a diamond that was framed by two small sapphires, and put it on the ring finger of her left hand to a Lori who had begun to shed tears of absolute and infinite happiness, as she repeated over and over again, "Yes, I do". After that, no one said anything and all they did was kiss each other sweetly until they were completely satisfied, while feeling like the most blissful human beings on Earth.

In a huge and pretty mansion that was somewhat secluded from the city, covered by lush and imposing trees that gave it an enchanting air, a beautiful blonde girl was playing in the large front garden, which was full of flowers of many colors. She ran, cheered and laughed, while her parents, a handsome white-haired man and a gorgeous blonde woman, looked at her with their eyes full of love. However, knowing that they had to leave soon, they called out to her.

"Baby, can you come here for a moment, please?" asked the woman in a sweet and motherly tone of voice.

"Yes, Mommy, what do you need?" asked the little girl, after trotting in the direction of the adults.

"Your daddy and I are leaving now to celebrate our anniversary, so I want to ask you to be a good girl and obey your aunts, okay?"

"Okay."

The woman nodded satisfied and, after giving her daughter several instructions and indications to maintain order, knelt down to give her a kiss and a hug. The man did the same immediately afterwards, with the difference that he whispered in her ear that he gave her permission to play as much as she wanted with her new video game console, making her smile and jump for joy, and then congratulate him on his birthday. After waving goodbye to the couple and losing sight of their car, the little girl took her black kitten in her arms and entered her house, ready to play with her sisters and cousins.

For their part, Lincoln and Lori talked, laughed and flirted with each other like a teenage couple as they set out to make this day that meant so much to them as special as all the years before. And although they had faced countless obstacles along the way, due to the nature of their relationship, their love always allowed them to push through and overcome every trial to be together. During a red light, the woman took her husband's face and gave him a short but passionate kiss on the lips, while dedicating him a look that belonged only to him and no one else. The man caressed her soft cheek, smiled, and this time he leaned in to kiss his wife one more time, who was ready to surrender herself to him today, tomorrow and forever.

Because she, Lori Loud, would always give her beloved Linky The Sinful Gift of Love.

Oh, yeah, baby! It's finally done. First of all, I want to thank all of you who have read this story. As you should know by now, I translate my own stories to the English language and I'm confident that this one is one of my best works so far. Now it was the turn of the beautiful and sizzling Lori Loud to shine alongside her brother in this vanilla-filled story. Although it certainly took me more time than I initially thought it would (almost 2500 minutes, according to Word, and not counting the original time it took me to write it in Spanish). But anyway, I hope you liked this and had a more than pleasant time reading.

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