Disclaimer: The Loud House and associated characters belong to Nickelodeon and Chris Savino.
Where Love Leads
By Lola Presents
Chapter 7
Lily had not long settled on the couch to watch some pre-dinner television when Lynn came bursting into the house. The sporty young adult lived in a loft downtown, so her unannounced arrival got the youngest Loud child's attention.
"Lynn?" Lily gasped. "What are you doing here?"
Lily could tell that something was bothering her sister. Lynn's brows were creased, and the veins on her neck stood out.
"Gather the others," Lynn demanded. "We'll meet in my old room. I have something important to discuss."
Lily bolted upstairs and entered Lisa's room without knocking, calling her to the meeting, then made her way to Lucy's room. Lynn wasn't yet present.
"What's the big idea storming in here?" Lucy sighed dramatically. "I was trying to die."
Though Lucy was now twenty, she had changed little since her earlier days. She tried, though, giving up the one-piece dresses of her youth. She now wore black jeans and a black cutoff tee.
Lily frowned.
"Come on, Lucy. That's not funny," she quipped. "You were only asleep."
"Ehem, may I inquire as to the purpose of this gathering?" interjected Lisa before an argument could ensue.
"Yeah," said Lynn, walking into the room and closing the door behind her. "It's about Lincoln. Well, Lola and Lana, to be precise."
"Is something wrong?" asked the twelve-year-old Lily.
"That's an understatement," Lynn told the group. "Yesterday, I was training them for an upcoming pageant. Afterward, I caught them kissing in the locker room."
"Well, that's not weird," said Lily. "We kiss each other all the time."
"Not like this, you don't," Lynn clarified. "I mean, it was a real tongue-twister. Then, today, while running laps, they'd stare at each other's tush whenever one would pass the other."
"I don't understand," Lily said. "Why would they..."
"Oh, for heaven's sake, woman," Lisa snapped, pinching her brow. "They're having an affair. We should inform Lincoln immediately."
"I agree," said Lynn. "All in favor?"
"Aye," stated Lisa, Lucy, and Lily.
At Lincoln's house, the family sat down to dinner a little earlier than usual, and they began merrily chatting about their days. However, Nova wasn't content. Every so often, Luna would look at one of her siblings uncomfortably. Likewise, her siblings often showed traces of guilt as they glossed over their relationships. Finally, Nova couldn't take it anymore.
"Dad," Nova said, coming to a stand. Everyone's eyes were on her. "Do you remember the other day when I told you that one day I might need your understanding?
"Of course, Sunshine," her father replied. "What's up?"
"I'm tired of keeping secrets," announced Nova. "From family, at least."
She then turned to Luna. "Dad isn't just with Mom anymore. He's with Aunt Lana, Aunt Lori, and my cousin, Ree."
"Nova!" exclaimed Lincoln, but his pleas fell on dear ears.
"No, I have to say this," the little girl said, turning to her parents. "The thing is, I got jealous. At first, it was just you and Mom, and I accepted that. But then you added Lana and Lori. That irritated me, sure, but the last straw was when you included Ree. I needed love too, but never once did you ask me how I felt, what I wanted, or who from."
"But, honey..." Lincoln began. "You're only five."
"And Ree's twelve," spat Nova. "So what?"
"She has a point, Lincoln," Lola informed Lincoln. "I mean, you fell in love with me well before five. At least, according to what you told me last night."
"Yes, but..." Lincoln stammered, faltering in his logic.
"There's more," added Nova, clasping her hands in front of her. "I've had a crush on Luna for as long as I can remember. And last night, we, uh..."
"Made love," finished Luna, who had, until just then, been unusually quiet.
Nova nodded, blushing. "We're in love. The thing is, I need a favor from you, Dad."
"What's that?" Lincoln asked nervously.
"I need you to..." was all Nova got out before the front door flew open, and Lynn, Lucy, Lisa, and Lily came barging in.
The children's absence from the home at 1216 Franklin Avenue would soon become known.
"Honey?" called Lynn from the kitchen. "Will you call the kids to dinner? It'll be ready in a moment."
"Alright," answered Rita, making her way upstairs, where she called her children.
When no reply sounded, she began nosing around, opening their doors, and peering in. Upon entering Lucy's room, she noticed a yellow sticky note fall from the doorknob.
She picked the note up and read, "Gone to Lincoln's with Lynn. She intends to give Lola a beat down or something for cheating on him with Lana."
"LYNN!" Rita yelled, running down the stairs and into the kitchen. "We have a problem."
As the group stumbled into Lincoln's kitchen and came to a halt, everyone stared at them in surprise.
"Lincoln!" Lynn shouted, nearly out of breath, pointing wildly at Lola. "Lola's cheating on you with Lana!"
Lucy, Lisa, and Lily stood firmly behind Lynn, arms folded and scowling. They thought they had things covered, but nothing could've prepared them for what came next.
The entire assembly at the table remained silent. That is until Lincoln recalled Nova's words from earlier about not keeping secrets from the family. Slowly, a smile grew on his face, and he began laughing. Soon, the tension broke, and the others laughed with him.
"What's so funny?" demanded Lynn.
Lincoln invited them to sit and have a plate while he narrated the last few days. At first, the new arrivals were hesitant, but the scent of the food subdued them into submission.
"So," lisped Lisa. "Let me get this straight. Are you all involved? With each other?"
"Basically, yes," replied Lana.
"I see," Lisa finished.
Suddenly, Lynn stood up and pushed her plate away.
"I can't believe you guys!" she shouted. "Lana, Lori, how could you? Did you forget the pact we made when he and Lola got married? Or are you being selfish?"
"Pact?" asked Lincoln. "What pact?"
"Oh, they didn't tell you?" quipped Lynn. "Yeah, we all promised not to break you up or steal you."
"Wait, so you all..." Lincoln began to say before the front door flew open once more.
"Wait!" Rita panted as she came into the room where Lynn Jr. was yelling. "Hold on! There's something I need to say!"
After catching her breath and straightening her blouse, Rita began telling her children something long overdue.
"Okay, kids," she began, still huffing a bit. "I'm your mother. I reared you, changed your linens, washed your clothes, and cleaned up after you. The point is, I saw the stains, found your magazines, and your 'toys.' I know all your quirks and fetishes, and I'm even aware of all the unsent letters you wrote about each other. I never said anything because I wanted a different life for you and to spare you our hardships."
"What are you talking about, Mom?" queried Lori, blushing along with the other girls.
"Alright, who's my father?" Rita asked, wanting them to figure out the obvious. "Anyone?"
"Pop-pop," said Luna timidly, with crimson cheeks.
"Yes, but what's his real name?" continued Rita.
"Albert Loud," Lisa informed her family. "Of course."
"Lisa? Doesn't that seem odd to you?" Rita asked her most intelligent child. "If his last name is Loud, and he's my father, then my maiden name was..."
"Oh, my," Lisa said, shocked beyond belief. "How did I never notice that? Please tell me Dad changed his name instead."
Rita rolled her eyes. "No. We're siblings. You're all children of incest. That's why you have feelings for each other. You got a double dose of errant genes from your father and me."
"Well, that explains Lincoln's hair then," Lisa surmised. "Based on the same principle. But what about Lucy?"
"Of, for goodness sake," exclaimed Rita. "Have all your mind's become mush? There's a reason we never mention or talk about my mom. She died giving birth to me. She had raven hair like Lucy. Anyone?"
"Gasp!" exclaimed Lucy. "Aunt Harriet?"
Rita nodded. "Yes, Pop-pop's sister."
"So, wait, we're second-generation incest siblings?" questioned Lincoln, staring at his parents as if he'd just met them.
"Yes!" exclaimed Rita. "Boy, I'm glad to have that off my chest. Kids, you've all been in love with one or more of your siblings at some point. You come by it, honestly. I was hoping things would be different this time and spare you the drama. But I think I knew this day would always come. Are there any questions?"
To everyone's surprise, Lily was the first to respond to the bizarre announcement. Slowly, she walked around the table and took Lincoln's hand.
"Lincoln..." she nearly whispered. "I love you. Do you love me too?"
It took Lincoln a few moments to adjust to their new reality. Something inside him held him back. Yet, something much stronger fought against it. Lincoln sighed profoundly and gazed around at his current partners. None showed any signs of hesitation, which made his decision easier.
"Yes, Lily," he said with feeling as he stared lovingly into her eyes. "I love you all, and you're welcome here anytime."
Lily smiled and threw her arms around her brother, kissing him with a passion only a sister could provide.
"Me next!" declared Lucy, standing in line behind Lily.
"Heck, no!" refused Lynn. "After the heartache that I just went through? I'm next!"
"Fine," responded Lucy, stepping back.
"Well, I take it all threats of violence here are averted?" asked Mr. Loud.
"I think we're good, father," relayed Lisa, eagerly waiting for her kiss. "You may leave. I suspect we'll stay the night, if you know what I mean."
Mr. Loud nodded and nudged his wife. "I think we can go now, dear. But, uh, son, I think you'll need a bigger house."
"Huh? Oh, right," mumbled Rita, tearing her gaze away from the bonding siblings. "Okay..."
Once their parents had fully exited the house and driven away, Nova stepped up and put her hands on her hips, facing her dad.
"Before things go any further, I have to finish what I was saying before I was interrupted," Nova said defiantly.
"Okay, Sunshine," Lincoln said as he finished kissing Lisa, completing the lineup.
"What I was GOING to say was, I need you to have sex with me," Nova announced, encouraged by recent events. "Luna and I may have had sex, but not, you know, there. SO! I go before anyone else. Got it?"
"Of course, baby," Lincoln said lovingly. I wouldn't have it any other way. Sorry girls, but Sunshine comes first."
"Dang it..." shot Lucy.
"That figures," mumbled Lynn. "Upstaged by a tot."
"To keep any fights from starting," Lola interjected. "Lincoln will go from youngest to oldest. No arguments! I'm his wife, so I get to say that."
Lincoln nodded.
"For now, everybody finish their dinner," Lincoln requested. "Let's not waste this delicious meal."
With dinner completed and the table cleared, everyone went into the living room to watch some television, all but Lorianne. She had other plans. Racing around the house, she ensured all the windows and external doors were locked and pulled all shades and curtains.
Only then did she join her family. However, she didn't sit and pay homage to the media companies. Instead, she stood in the middle of the room and began stripping.
"What are you doing, Ree?" pondered Lola.
"Well," Ree began to explain. "It. Is. After. Hours. And. Since. We. Are. All. Together. Now. There. Is. No. Point. In. Clothes. This. Late. At. Night," she continued. "I. Want. To. Be. Ready. For. Fun. At. Any. Time."
The remaining girls looked at each other, grinning and blushing, then, in a tornado of clothing, they joined Ree in her nakedness. Soon, feminine musk began enriching the air and subdued Lincoln's hesitation, slipping his lounging pants off. Nova, eager to start her adventure, stepped up to her dad.
"Dad?" she said, climbing onto his lap and settling her cleft upon his rock-hard cock. "It's time."
Slowly, she began moving herself up and down his length as it rested upon his lower abdomen, dousing Lincoln's member with her slickness.
Lincoln's head began to spin. It was like someone lifted a dark veil from his consciousness to reveal the light underneath, only to have that light slowly extinguished by uncertainty and doubt.
His head throbbed, and he felt his pulse course through his veins. The sound of his heart became louder inside his head, and he had trouble focusing. Straining, he looked at his daughter and placed his hands on her chubby little hips.
Lifting her, he aligned himself with her entrance and slowly sat her down. He intruded only two inches to avoid hurting her. His girth alone was enough to painlessly rupture her hymen through the constant stretching and contracting of her vaginal canal.
Lincoln could barely feel anything by the time his baby sank entirely onto his member. Well, almost entirely. His vision became blurry, and he fought to retain control, barely noticing the orgy around him. Suddenly, he felt incredibly sleepy and heavy.
Too heavy.
Nova rode his length with extreme pleasure, her smiling face moving slowly before him, leaving visual trails. Lincoln closed his eyes for a moment to regain some semblance of reality. When he opened them again, he was looking at another female. Blonde, blue eyes. Lola? Lana?
No, this girl was too small to be either Lola or Lana. His littlest sister? Yes. What was her name again? Oh, right. Lily. Wait, what happened to Nova? With no warning or control on his part, he began to pass out.
"Lola..." he whispered breathlessly, searching for her with his eyes as Lily enjoyed herself.
His eyes opened a moment later to see Lola's face, crying and calling to him. She was saying something, pleading, but he couldn't make it out.
Then, there was darkness.
