"…So," Lincoln started, wanting to know what she wanted to talk about.
"Wait! I'm trying to think." Lynn said, fiddling with her fingers. Lincoln would've paid no mind, but for some reason right now, he found it really cute. Maybe it was just puberty and his hormones, but he was certain of this feeling.
The room was deathly silent. The arcade games were turned off but there were still lights in the room and it shined brightly. Making Lynn's features more clear to Lincoln's perfectly good eyes.
Wow, she was pretty.
Despite being rugged and rowdy, his older sister was still a girl and he thought of her as that. Nothing more, nothing less. Call him crazy, but Lincoln swore that today was a day that would change their relationship forever. He just had a gut feeling.
Lincoln was enamored by her looks today. It was her usual attire, her normal jersey and all. They aged up a year but so far, nothing seemed to change. Except their ages and their heights, so far. Lincoln was slightly taller than her now, which didn't go unnoticed by Lynn. Her massive ego slightly deflated at the sight of his new height but that didn't stop her from being competitive or being the best. Seems like the white haired boy hadn't taken a closer look at her, because he saw that her age and height weren't the only things changing.
She looked at her face, which was bean-shaped contrasting with his circle head. Of course, puberty had been nice to her. Heck, it looks like she didn't even go through it at all! But being 14, Lincoln noticed her jawline getting finer. The boy desperately wanted to kiss her right then and there, but he refrained himself. Knowing it was wrong but then wondered why Lynn didn't knee him in the balls back in the locker.
Was it possible that she liked it too?...
Her little cute freckles look like polka dots on her, and how her eyes glimmered every time she'd face the light made Lincoln's heart skip a beat. Lynn's hair wasn't the neatest, but it certainly wasn't messy either. Her thick brown bangs covered the rest of her forehead, making her look like a cute anime girl Lincoln would see in Mangas whenever she looked down. The athlete's muscles were getting more toned, and it showed despite her wearing clothes covering majority of her body.
Judging by the way she hummed back, it clearly showed.
-But what if she only did it instinctively?
'Dang it, Linc.' He thought to himself. Why did he even feel disappointment at the thought of his sister hating it? Of course she would! That's the most normal thing a person could feel! The last must've clouded his brain all too much now. Lincoln had fapped several times before, and due to the interruptions he gets now and then, he was forced to edge it all. But never before had he felt so overwhelmed by the lust. It's like he had the urge to just pounce on her and take her there but he just knew he couldn't.
Then he remembered how his heart would skip a beat and how his stomach would flutter… Was this lust or something more than that? He loved his sisters equally, but Lincoln couldn't help but feel like this was something deeper.
Lynn sighed exasperatedly and that was the thing that snapped Lincoln from his thoughts. Looking back at her, she was blushing red and sweating slightly.
"You okay? I- MMPH!-
He was cut off as Lynn pressed her lips against his. Barely brushing against his cheek as she made out with him passionately. Shortly after recovering from the shock of the kiss, he pushed back just as much, their tongues caressing each other furiously. They were both inexperienced, but neither of them cared. Lincoln and Lynn only cared about how connected they felt, deeper than any sibling should go.
They both stumbled back and leaned on the air hockey table, with Lincoln being in between her and the object. The two swirled their tongues against each other, tasting each of their essences. Lynn kissed him aggressively with vigor, they could feel both their teeth clinking against each other, making the make out session hotter. They started groping each other with gusto, trying to tear each other's clothes out of the way. Wanting to get a feel of supple flesh those romantic books always mentioned about. Their breaths mingled, and as Lincoln traveled his hand underneath his sister's shirt, she moaned in his mouth. Later on, it ended up with just Lynn stroking her brother's soft, white hair as she held his cheek while Lincoln gripped her hips firmly, not wanting to let go.
Lynn pulled away to catch her breath. Their breaths continued to mix with each other as they stare into their eyes lovingly. Lincoln could see his reflection in his sister's eyes and Lynn could too with her brother's. Both of them did this for a while, the heat from their mouths was dizzying. They weren't sure if what they felt was simply lust or maybe it had passion along, all they were certain of was that their bodies itched to be touched- to be massaged, rubbed, caressed- the sensations would definitely cause goosebumps, and the good type too.
After a short while, Lynn finally jumped back from her eye contest and went slowly down her standing brother. She caressed him the way she knew he wanted to be, causing Lincoln to moan in delight. Lynn had always been the best masseuse in the house, her massages always unloaded the stress off his back.
And now he wonders if he could ease the tension his balls were feeling right now.
Lynn want the strongest when it came to her emotions. She was usually one to dive into the action without thinking. And as a wise man said, "Actions are louder than words." So what better way than to express what she couldn't say to him without feeling cheezier than a burger, or a teenage girl denying a forbidden crush?
With that, the instinct and wonder between Lynn and Lincoln got together as Lynn wrapped her arm around Lincoln's head and planted her lips on his once more. Making sure to get his taste, savoring it in her mouth way more than she'd ever do with her meatball sub sandwiches. While Lincoln rarely had time to react, her left hand traveled south…
Very, very low.
"Eep!-" He squeaked out as Lynn pinched his balls. It hurt but the pain somehow mixed with the pleasure he felt from the stimulation and it caused an electric shock to spread through his body as he gasps.
RIIIIIIING!
The sound echoed against the school halls for a while, waking the two siblings up from their lustful daze. Lincoln looked at Lynn with worry and guilt etched on his face.
"Lynn… I- I don't think we should go this far. We're siblings! And look at that, it's time for next period!" He tried to say, only to realize something. His rationale was coming on and off again and again, and every time he'd talk, the reasons would make even less sense than it does. Still, in the midst of his cloud of lust lays a little bit of common sense.
"Really now? You're the same dude who started this all, bro." Lynn said in a deadpan manner, slightly irritated that the bell ruined the moment. She growled slightly in anger as she clenched her teeth. Thank God she had hall monitor privileges. Though, Lynn wasn't one to abuse the rules, she wasn't exactly the most honest person either. What? Being by the book is no fun! Mischief is was more fun!
Just like now, for example!
"Just shut up and follow my lead, Stinkoln. We'll be fine. You're pent up and so am I. You know how hard it is to get privacy in the house and since we're on the same page, why not?"
"But we're blood relatives!-"
"Exactly. Let's just pretend like this never happened, okay? We've already went this far, there's no turning back." And with that, Lynn continues her assault on Lincoln before he could rebutt. Dang, this would've been easier if there was a bed. Eh, these arcade stuff will do.
Oh look, a seat! How great, it's just what Lynn needed as she thought of an awesome idea in her head.
"Mmm, bro… You look really tense. Please, have a seat. I insist." Lynn drags Lincoln to the chair to his confusion. His reasoning was out of the window now, and even if he tried to fight his urges, he knew he was too weak to even win. As shown back in the locker which was the cause of this whole event. So he just sat there, his mind now completely blinded by lust again with nothing to distract him before he smirks sinisterly, low key knowing what Lynn had in mind.
"Yeah, sis. You're right. School's a train, and it crashed on me." He feigned a groan. "Mind massaging my body, Lynn? It's aching, badly." Lincoln said his last sentence sultrily, as if he meant something else. Lynn in the other hand, cracked her calloused knuckles along with some other joints before rubbing her hand's palms together in anticipation.
" Hehe. Of course! Anything for my lil' bro~" Lynn smirked, yes! Her plan worked! She was just as glad that Lincoln decided to finally cooperate as well.
She seductively sat down on his lap as he spread his legs wide on the chair, purposely brushing their crotches together.
"Sorry Link, but I could only find one chair. Mind if we share while I… caress you?" Lynn asked, with a finger on her mouth with half lidded eyes.
Damn. Lincoln's heart skipped a beat. She could be both hot and cute when she needed to be.
Lincoln didn't reply as Lynn proceeded to do it without his permission, not that she needed it anyways. It started off with his shoulders. She massaged them and rubbed them into firm circles, producing relaxing pleasure in Lincoln's mind.
Never did he imagine himself, just a dorky boy in a news team in a middle school, sitting on a chair in a private room with the MVP and team captain of every sports team in Royal Woods- who was his sister- having the most intimate moment anyone could ask for. In a normal day, he would've puked at the thought, but today was far from normal.
"Uh, bro… It would be easier to massage if you… you know." He got cut off by his thoughts as Lynn tugged on his Polo shirt.
As Lincoln got the message, he immediately took off his shirt and backpack, which he forgot he had. Showing his plain bare chest with a single strand to Lynn, it wasn't much but the fact that he showed more skin willingly got Lynn worked up even more. To Lynn, this was an ordinary sight. But her hormones driving her mad made her more aroused at what she was seeing. Slowly, she began to knead at Lincoln's neck. Earning a grateful moan from her younger brother.
Lincoln felt his manhood pushing up against his jeans again. It was really starting to hurt, but he fought against it, knowing taunts aren't really the hottest things to hear at a time like this.
As Lynn sensually massaged him, she noticed the hard bulge in his boxers. Licking her lips in thirst, she sat down on top of him.
Right where the tent was.
The white haired boy looked down as Lynn rubbed his body, making him shudder at the sensation and sight. Both their groins were brushing up against each other like inside the locker prior to earlier. This time though, he was harder than a boulder and she was just as wet as a waterfall. He could've sworn he saw the outline of her center through tight red shorts she wore.
While being enamored by the sight, Lincoln never noticed that his sister was going down slowly on him. She placed pecks everywhere his body as she slowly kneeled down the chair, speaking both of their parts. The feeling of her hot lips against his young flesh made him moan once again. And his dick throbbed- nope. He didn't think he was gonna last even before Lynn pulls down his pants.
"Mmm~ What a big bat you have there bro!" Lynn hungrily said, rubbing the bump on his jeans. Lincoln winced, a little afraid of what his older sister could do with his jewels knowing her uncontrollable strength.
She squeezed his thighs, making him cry out headily. Lincoln bucked at the same time from the shock he received causing his tent to nearly collide with Lynn's face,
Starting with the belt, Lynn unbuckled and removed it, not before slapping herself on the thigh with the belt and moaning as sexually as she could to tease him. Which worked as he twitched in anticipation. Next, she pulled his pants down slowly. Making sure every minute was torture for him. It's not that she hated him, but sometimes when you're in 2nd base, you gotta take control. Show him you're more than what you look. And with Lynn's emotions nearly in its peak mixed with her drive to dominate, of course her inner sadist comes out as well- the side she didn't really know she had.
Without hesitation, she placed her hand on his clothed crotch. Making him yelp and jolt from the surprise. A loud and long moan escaped through his mouth, right even before he could bite his lip. Never had he had so much intimacy with a girl before and sure, he did imagine his first time like that to be with one of the many girls he had crushes on, but ended up his sister. Destiny was very, very strange.
Lincoln panted from the afterglow of his orgasm. He jacked off a lot before, but nothing ever made him feel so good. This was something nobody could do by themselves, and the sensations that came from it were absolutely legendary.
"Hehe… sorry Lynn." He sheepishly said as he saw the look on Lynn's face. She was very much pissed, growling as she clenched her teeth, though her position and looks made it look like she liked it. Her legs were spread on the ground, a wet patch forming in between. And because of the light, Lincoln could clearly see the trace of what made her a woman from the seat. The essence on her face made Lincoln go hard again, knowing that just earlier, she had him inher mouth. She panted as her eyes became half lidded, giving off a sexier look. Lynn was flushed from the arousal as sweat dripped down her body, glistening in some places.
She was feeling most probably like shit, but damn was she fucking hot.
"Hmph. You better be." Lynn said, before her anger contorted into a spicy smirk. Lincoln noticed her eyes were drifting off somewhere else, and he noticed it was right at his dick. Staring at her for too long brought him at full mast, as he guessed. This time, as he remembered how she kneeled for him, a wave of motivation swept over Lincoln. Suddenly, he felt powerful. He wanted to dominate. He wanted to be the man this time!
Thankfully, he had the right tool to do it.
"Woah! Whatcha up to now, Stinkoln?" Lynn asked, surprised at how he just swept her off her feet like that and carried her to the seat he sat on earlier.
As he put her down on the seat, he pinched her boob. Making her bite her lips and look at him in the eyes helplessly.
"Just relax, and enjoy. We're gonna play a new sport."
"Oh really? What's it called?"
With a wide smirk, Lincoln stood over Lynn sitting on the chair, before spreading her legs. "It's called… foreplay."