GRANDMA'S COOKIES.
(Welcome, once again, to The Sin House. What's in it for today's episode? Well, something I've had in my mind for years, something inspired by a picture of the artist known as Rex Reyes, as well as several others by Ferozyraptor and Patanu. You'll see what I mean once you start reading. Also, keep in mind this is a Sin Kids AU, not a continuation of A Normal Morning and Ordinary School Day, and today's warnings include shota, age difference, GILF and obviously, incest, so like always, do not read further if you dislike any of the aforementioned themes)
If there was one thing Lemy Loud hated, it was people thinking he was weak, cowardly, or submissive.
And unfortunately for him, and for his big family, especially his father and his sister Lyra, the boy used to do very stupid things to show that he was brave, strong and domineering.
From taking challenges like sneaking into an abandoned house in the middle of the night to things bordering on sheer imbecility with a hint of suicidal desire like branding himself with a red-hot iron, Lemy had noted that he had a certain problem with authority and a certain level of inferiority complex, which did not surprise anyone who knew the Loud family well.
As had been happening for quite some time, the Louds continued with a family dynamic that some would envy and many would repudiate, which was based on free love and without barriers that, rather than fragmenting the family, had united it much more. And by all that I mean that the Loud were a group of lustful maniacs who had sex wherever, with whoever and whenever, although of course, only those closest to the family knew about this secret.
And such a dynamic had resulted in the so-called "harems" that each of the family members, including the honorary members, had, and these harems were basically a list of people with whom they regularly had sex or with whom they had a relationship.
Unfortunately for Lemy, his was the shortest, to the point that even his younger brothers, Bobby Jr and Hugh Jr, had better luck than him, and all that had led to his need to prove that he was a real man, although everyone else told him to stop doing stupid things because he had nothing to prove.
And after he had recovered from ending up in the hospital for proving he was stupid and brave enough to roll in a supermarket cart down a hill and crash into a tree, his father, coerced by his wives Ronnie Anne and Lori, had decided to send him for a couple of days with his grandmother Rita, so that the boy could have time to reflex and get away from problems, as well as to give him a punishment in the way of helping his grandmother with whatever she said while he missed the concert that his mother was going to give that weekend.
"This sucks..." Lemy said.
"I thought you loved your grandma." Lincoln said as he parked Vanzilla in front of his mother's house.
"And I do, but I don't like to miss mom's concerts..."
"You should've thought that before you launched yourself down that hill, Lemy."
"Please, Dad... couldn't we just take Grandma too and ground me some other day?"
"Your grandma is an older woman, Lemy, your mother's concerts are too intense for her. Plus, you heard Ronalda and Lori."
"Awww..."
"Come on, it's not that bad, it's just a concert, you've been to several of them, you even went on tour with Luna once."
"I know, but I didn't want to break my record of always going to mom's concerts when they are at Royal Woods."
"Your mother knows that you support and love her, Lemy."
"But still she ignores me..."
"Lemy, we already talked about that..."
"I know it shouldn't bother me, but I can't help it... Not when we're Louds."
At that moment, Lincoln sighed and looked at Lemy with a solemn look.
"Lemy, you have nothing to prove, you are no less than the others." Said Lincoln.
"Just let me out... See you at Sunday..." Lemy said as he pouted.
Lincoln sighed again and opened the door for his son, who got out of the family vehicle, throwing the backpack over his shoulders and slamming the door as he stepped out of the vehicle.
Lemy walked to the door of his grandma's small retirement home, a small gift from her children when she decided to leave the original Loud house to her only son after the unfortunate passing of her husband some years ago.
As Vanzilla drove away, Lemy knocked on the door of the house and was quickly greeted by his grandmother.
"Lemy, it's nice to see you!" Rita said as she hugged Lemy. "Look how much you've grown!"
"I came to visit you just last week, grandma, it's not like I've grown much since then." Lemy said.
"Nonsense, a grandma knows about those things."
Lemy smiled as he hugged his grandmother back, blushing a little, not from being spoiled by his grandma, but from the fact that Rita was unconsciously rubbing his face against her huge breasts, which despite her age, were still as firm yet supple as ever.
After a few moments, Rita released Lemy and let him in, closing the door as she grinned widely.
However, after turning around to see her grandson and talking to him about what they were going to do that day, Rita changed her expression to one of consternation when she saw the look of annoyance and sadness that Lemy had on his face.
"Is something wrong?" Rita said.
"Only that I'll lose my streak of attending mom's concerts at Royal Woods and I'll never be able to get it back." Lemy sighed as he dropped his backpack.
"Aww, I'm sorry, Lemy, but you have to be more careful with what you do." Rita said as she put a hand on his shoulder. "Imagine what would happen if we lost our beloved little buffalo if one of your challenges goes wrong. Personally, I don't even want to imagine it."
"At least you'd realize that I no longer exist..."
"What?"
"Nothing... I just want to keep my mind occupied so as not to think about mom's concert..."
"Well, I have something that will cheer you up. Just wait here a bit, I'll be right back."
Lemy sighed heavily and sat on the only sofa in the small living room, taking his cell phone to entertain himself for a moment.
A few minutes later, Rita returned to the living room, carrying an old radio and spare parts, which she placed on her coffee table, attracting the attention of the 12-year-old boy, whose eyes lit up.
"Wow, where did you get it, grandma?" Lemy asked.
"It's my dad's radio." Rita said with a smile. "I have no use for it, but since I know that you like repairing devices, I assumed that you'd like to try to fix it, so I had it checked out and bought the parts that they told me had to be replaced."
"Awesome." Lemy said before giving Rita a warm smile. "Thank you, grandma, you do know me."
"I knew that you'd like it." Rita said as she stroked her grandson's hair, noticing something strange about it. "Hmm, you should take better care of your hair, son. It's very matted and dry."
"That doesn't go with me and I don't know how to do it."
Oh, I have a conditioner that can help you, and brushing your hair from time to time wouldn't hurt."
"I'll give it a try, but only for you, and please don't tell Lyle, he won't leave me alone if he knows I used a conditioner."
"You two are quite the case." Rita chuckled. "I'll go fix dinner, you can stay here to repair the radio, just try not to scratch the table and don't leave your tools lying around, ok?"
"Sure, grandma." Lemy nodded as he pulled a case of screwdrivers out of his backpack.
Rita smiled at the boy's expression, which reminded her of that of children discovering the presents under the tree on Christmas morning, then she turned around and headed for the kitchen.
(Later)
Lemy sighed and stuck his tongue out as he concentrated on replacing the screws on the old radio's cover, smiling and nodding in satisfaction once he saw that the radio was ready to be tested.
"Ok, here we go." Lemy said as he rummaged through his bag.
After a few seconds, Lemy pulled out a small cube with a plug on one side and a red button on the opposite side, a little invention of his Aunt Lisa that he could use to test the appliances he was repairing, since he had burnt the house's wiring on more than one occasion.
So Lemy plugged the radio into the portable battery and turned it on, then slowly put his hand on the radio's power knob and turned it, hearing a click and smiling at the static. Then the boy modulated the radio frequency and laughed in victory as he caught an old Smooch song on a local radio station.
"And Leia said that I was just wasting time watching all those tutorials on how to fix stuff." Lemy said triumphantly.
"Lemy, dinner is almost ready!" Rita said from the kitchen. "Could you set the table?"
"Sure! I'm on it!" Lemy said as he turned off the radio.
Lemy quickly packed his tools into his backpack and walked around feeling satisfied with himself, then he went to his grandmother's kitchen to grab some plates, silverware, and glasses to set on the table as he hummed the tune of the song the recently fixed radio had picked up, but upon entering the kitchen, the boy was shocked as he saw Rita bent over in front of the fridge, searching for something inside, inadvertently exposing her gorgeous heart-shaped ass to the hormonal 12-year-old boy.
Lemy's mouth fell agape as he could see her grandmother's greatest asset in all its glory, and how while the mature woman continued to search the fridge, she was unconsciously shaking her hips.
Lemy began to feel an intense blush forming on his face, as well as a discomfort in his pants, then he looked down at his crotch and gasped when he noticed that he had an hard on, so he covered it with his hands and ran to take the things to set the table, drawing the attention of his grandmother, who managed to see him leave the kitchen in a hurry. The woman scratched her head in confusion and peered into the dining room, seeing her grandson mutter something as he set the table.
Rita arched an eyebrow and continued looking at her grandson, and when he turned around, she could notice a rather large lump in the boy's crotch, which made her open her eyes and gasp in surprise, then the mature woman smirked for two motives: 1) She was definitely still an extremely attractive woman. And 2) Lemy was definitely Lincoln's son and Lynn's grandson, judging by the tent in his pants.
'Lemy is definitely a big boy.' Rita chuckled to herself inwardly. 'I think I get why he's acting so irresponsibly lately, bet none of those girls have taken care of him in a while... I'm gonna have to have a LONG chat with them later.'
The mature woman smirked broadly and returned her attention to serving dinner, shaking her hips a bit and giving herself a spank.
"I still got it." Rita said.
Meanwhile, Lemy finished placing the plates on the table and looked at his crotch, cursing himself again for pitching a tent there.
"Goddamn Loud genes..." Lemy cursed. "Hope grandma doesn't notice..."
'Why not? Afraid of getting some of that ass? Just look at her! Now you get why all of your sisters are so lewd and hot.' Lemy's inner voice said.
"Shut up, I can't do that, she's my grandma... Plus, why do I have an inner voice? Am I turning into Loan or something?"
'The power of fanfiction, don't question it. Anyways, has blood ever stopped our family? I think we're pretty much a good proof that it didn't.'
"Shut up..."
'You're always complaining about not getting as much as your brothers and dad do, why are you holding back when you have such a fine specimen in front of you?'
"Specimen? Am I aunt Lisa now?"
'Just think about it... It's not like she's not used to it.'
"Yeah but... Ugh, just leave me alone!"
Lemy just groaned and sat down, making sure to stay as far as possible from his grandma, in an attempt to avoid being caught with a hard on by her.
(Later)
Lemy was shifting awkwardly in his seat as he ate.
Since that little incident in the kitchen, he hadn't been able to stop eyeing his grandmother's body.
Her C-cup breasts that still defied gravity and age, and judging by the hug she had given her earlier, were as soft as ever; her child-bearing hips that would entice even the most stoic of people; and her most impressive asset, her heart-shaped ass, which looked as juicy and firm as ever, serving also as answer as to why his grandfather had sired 11 children with her.
And the fact that her clothes did nothing but clung to her more like a second skin rather than garments, only made Lemy lick his lips subconsciously and sweat cold as his hard-on throbbed and begged for relief, making everything much more uncomfortable for the youngster.
Of course, being the expert in those themes she was, Rita noticed each of the boy's actions, smiling and squealing in delight inwardly at the fact that a youngster as nice and good-looking as her grandson found her desirable.
But, being the clever seductress she was, she knew that she had to play her cards well, because judging by his actions, Lemy was reluctant to make any moves on her, despite their well-known family dynamic, and just forcing herself on him could backfire.
"You doing ok, sweetie?" Rita asked with the sweetest tone she could muster.
"Y-yeah... Doing fine... everything's fine... couldn't be any more fine..." Lemy said as he shifted in his seat.
"You sure? You don't look so well..."
With that said, Rita leaned in and put a hand over Lemy's forehead, making sure to give him a good angle view of her cleavage, which made the 12-year-old gulp audibly.
"You feel a tad bit hot, Lem." Rita said.
"I'm not the only one hot here..." Lemy muttered.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing!"
Rita smirked a bit and sat back down, then she thought:
'This will be much more fun than I expected.'
(Even later)
Lemy was pacing in the guest room of his grandma's house, trying to get rid of the luscious scenes that had his grandma Rita as protagonist.
"Fuck this, why did grandma have to stay in such great shape?!" Lemy moaned as his hard-on kept throbbing beneath his pants.
'You really are as dumb as Lupa always says, ain't you?'
"I'm not listening. Fuck the writer and fuck you, you shouldn't even be a thing."
'Your grandma wants you, you twit! Didn't you see her smirk while you checked her out? Or when you called her hot?'
"She didn't..."
'Of course she did! She was making a move on you, you idiot!'
"She wasn't making a move on me."
'Are you really part of this family? 'Cuz aside from the Loud Log between your legs, you're not jumping at the chance of getting laid.'
"I just need a cold shower, that's all..."
Lemy sighed and grabbed a towel from the little closet in his room, then he rushed to the bathroom, hoping that a cold shower could both calm his libido and freshen his mind.
However, fate seemed to go against the rock-loving boy as once he opened the door, he saw a cloud of steam come out and right in the middle of the bathroom, still faintly covered by steam, he saw his grandma Rita standing, drying her body carefully and slowly with a towel.
Lemy's heart skipped a beat and he blushed as red as a tomato once the inconspicuously erotic scene unfolded in front of him, with the elderly woman running her hands and the towel over her voluptuous body with inadvertently sensual movements, the few remaining water drops running over her soft skin, her hair glistening with the light thanks to being still a bit wet, and all the scene topped by the steam in the bathroom that created an ethereal aura, which only served to make everything even more enticing, as it made her look like some sort of fertility goddess, which wasn't too far from reality considering who she was.
As Rita finished drying herself up, she suddenly felt a cool breeze, which made her turn to the door as she wrapped her towel around her body, wondering if she had left it ajar, but she gasped once she saw her frozen grandson, staring at her with his eyes open wide and his mouth agape. Lemy could swear he caught a glimpse of his grandma's bare breasts when she turned while she covered her sensuous body with that towel, and that did nothing but increase the pressure in his crotch as his hard-on throbbed again.
As for Rita, she just chuckled and walked up to the boy, then she closed his mouth and giggled.
"You're a bit too late if you wanted me to scrub your back, Lemy." Rita said as she walked out of the bathroom. "But there's plenty of hot water left."
Lemy just gulped hard and tried to pry his eyes off his grandma, but he was unable to until she disappeared into her bedroom.
Seconds after that, Lemy locked himself up in the bathroom, turned the cold water on, stripped naked and jumped into the shower, feeling his pores howl in agony as the ice cold water ran down his body.
Lemy splashed his face and tried to clear his thoughts, but the only thing in his mind was that scene, so the boy couldn't help but groan as the cold water did nothing to calm his raging boner.
"Fuck it!" Lemy said as he punched the wall.
Without a second thought, the boy grabbed his member and started stroking it furiously, feeling that very-much-needed relief since that incident in the kitchen, all the while he grunted and huffed through gritted teeth, thinking about that delicious body and all the things he wanted to do to her, like how much he wanted to grope those C-cups, how those luscious lips of her would feel wrapped up around his cock, and the center of his thoughts, pounding that thicc ass until he couldn't go at it any more.
"Sorry... I can't help it... you're just... so fucking hot...!" Lemy grunted.
'That's it... give in to your desires...' His inner voice chuckled.
"Shut up!"
While the boy kept jacking off thinking of his grandma's sensual body, said woman was peeking on him from the slightly open door, feeling a sense of pride and desire, as well as a little heat between her legs as he saw Lemy stroking his dick.
'Lemy is indeed Lincoln's son, just as big as his dad was when he was his age... maybe even a bit girthier...' Rita thought as she bit her lip. 'This wasn't planned but it came out just peachy. I nearly got him there, I just need one little push more...'
(The next morning)
Lemy groaned loudly as the sun rays hit him directly in the face, thanks to a slightly open curtain next to his bed.
After the little incidents with his grandma which culminated in him rubbing one off while he fantasized about his grandma, Lemy couldn't sleep well, since all he dreamed about was making his fantasies a reality, and the trip of guilt for having such lewd thoughts about the older woman woke him up and didn't let him get any proper sleep at all.
As such, the ashen-brown-haired boy moaned and covered his face with his hands to shield his eyes from the sunlight and get some more Z's, but he heard someone knocking on the door.
"Lemy, breakfast will be ready in a few minutes, but I could use some help down in the kitchen." Rita said behind the door with a cheerful and sweet tone.
"Comin', grandma..." Lemy groaned.
"Ok, sweetie, don't rush yourself but don't take too long."
As he heard his grandmother walking away, Lemy rolled onto his back and sighed in exasperation, then he looked down at his crotch and saw his morning wood, stiff as stone and standing proud, pitching a tent under the covers.
"Shut up..." Lemy growled.
'I wasn't gonna say anything. My work here is pretty much done.' His inner voice laughed.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
'I think you'll get it once you go to the kitchen. I kinda read the script, but it wasn't really necessary, knowing that vixen of a GILF downstairs, it wasn't hard to figure out the outcome of this little visit.'
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
'Man, you really are your dad's son, you're as dense as he was when he was your age. Spoiler alert: You'll get laid today.'
"Grandma is..."
'... Just as lewd and horny as the rest of our family, she's one half of the couple that started it all, after all.'
"Shut up and leave me alone..."
'As you wish, but trust me, you're gonna love what's coming next.'
Lemy groaned and rushed into the bathroom to wash his face and try to clear his thoughts, but it was still useless, the awkwardness, guilt and horniness he felt just kept swirling in his mind.
Lemy tried to cover his crotch with his hands, for the first time cursing his family genes for making him so hung.
The boy sighed and walked awkwardly to the kitchen, while his nose caught a really alluring smell.
In that moment, his mind finally drifted off from horniness to another basic need, as his stomach growled in discontent and anticipation, since Lemy knew exactly what that smell was.
If there was one thing that one could say about Rita Loud, aside from the fact that even in her 60s, she was as hot as she was in her 30s, it was that she wasn't much of a cook, but thanks to her husband, she had created a chocolate chip cookie recipe that was heavenly. It was so good that even her husband hadn't been able to match it and she only baked them in special occasions.
And much to his aunts Luan and Ronnie Anne, and his sisters Bean and Liena's disgraces, Rita was adamant in keeping it a secret from them until she deemed them worthy of it.
And that alluring smell only meant he was in for a little taste of heaven for breakfast.
Lemy rushed to the bathroom and washed his face, then he ran back to his room and got his clothes on as quickly as he could to run downstairs as his mouth watered.
Lemy rushed into the kitchen and opened his mouth to ask his grandma what she needed help with, but once more, he ended up stunned.
And how could he not if the first thing he saw was his grandma bent over near the stove, while she pulled out of the oven a freshly baked tray of her famous chocolate chip cookies.
But this time, her big, round and firm ass was in full display in all its soft, sexy and mouthwatering glory, since his grandma was wearing nothing but a really small apron, that barely managed to hold her breasts and reached just a bit below her navel.
In that moment, Rita stood up and looked over her shoulder, smirking as she saw her grandson was pitching a tent in his pants once more and was drooling a bit.
'Here comes the push.' Rita thought lustfully.
"Oh, Lem!" Rita smirked in a knowing way. "Well, seems like I was wrong about needing your help, dear, you can go take a seat in the living room while I finish here, I'm afraid my dining table isn't good with hot stuff."
"I bet it isn't..." Lemy muttered inadvertently.
"Indeed, my little buffalo..." Rita said as she swayed her hips with each step, in a seductive tone. "But my coffee table is sturdier, it can take anything anyone dishes at it..."
"R-really sturdy..."
"Yep, darling, now, go get comfy while I get everything ready for breakfast."
Lemy just mumbled some inintelligible stuff, then he started moving backwards to the living room, stumbling into his grandma's furniture as he subconsciously didn't want to take his eyes off her voluptous body.
Rita only managed to squeal inwardly and made a big effort restraining herself from jumping in glee like a schoolgirl who just discovered her crush reciprocated her feelings, then she focused on the cookie tray and touched it lightly, checking if it was already at a good temperature and once she confirmed it wasn't hot enough to hurt, she took the tray and walked up to the living room, where her grandson watched her every step as she still swayed her hips in an enticing manner.
As for the boy, he couldn't think straight. He knew his grandma was a really sexy woman, but knowing that she not only apparently had his inner voice been right about his grandma making a move on him, but also she had the hots for him, was the biggest shock in his life so far.
And he knew she did because she never baked her cookies wearing nothing but an apron for anyone aside from his late grandpa, not even for his father, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and joy since now his grandma had a bigger place for him in her heart than his father.
'Told ya, twit.' Lemy's inner voice chuckled. 'You may have missed mama's concert, but you got yourself a sweet consolation prize. And make it double since you finally have someone who wants you more than she wants the old man...'
"What do I do now?" Lemy asked.
'You lay back and enjoy the show coming at your left...'
Lemy absentmindedly looked at his right and just saw the little chimney of the house.
'I said your left, you horny idiot...'
Lemy turned to the left and gulped hard again, watching intently as Rita walked up to him, hips swaying alluringly and a lustful smirk forming in her lips as Lemy blushed. Rita set the tray in front of Lemy, making sure to give him a good view of her cleavage, then she grabbed a cookie and sat next to him, pulling him close to her and holding the cookie right in front of his face.
"Open wide, Lem..." Rita purred.
Lemy gulped hard again but complied to his grandma's instructions and opened his mouth, allowing the older woman to feed him the still-warm cookie.
The boy bit the baked goodie and couldn't help but moan in delight as it was just as heavenly as he remembered, with the perfect mixture between a crunchy cookie and chocolate chips that melted in his mouth, however, the whole situation with the GILF next to him wearing an apron, feeding him her cookies while she smirked knowingly and looked at him with bedroom eyes, made it so much sweeter.
Lemy swallowed the cookie and watched as Rita grabbed another cookie and put it in her mouth, held it carefully with her teeth and turned her gaze to the rocker boy, gesturing him to get the cookie. Inadvertently, Lemy tried to grab the cookie with his hand, but Rita stopped him and shook her head no.
"Up, up, up, use your mouth only." Rita said before holding the cookie with her teeth again.
Lemy gulped but still leaned in and opened his mouth to bite the cookie, ending up just an inch away from her lips.
Rita chuckled as she could feel the heat radiating from Lemy's face due to his blush, then she bit the cookie and inched closer to her grandson, who mimicked her actions and made their noses touch.
Lemy's heart beat like crazy, and he barely realized the fact that Rita pulled away the remains of the cookie and ate it, humming in delight a bit too sensually.
Then the woman chuckled and looked at her grandson.
"Oh gosh, I didn't realize..." Rita said, feigning ignorance.
"Wha..." Lemy stuttered.
"I just realized, you have no milk for your breakfast."
Lemy froze in place while his mind stopped working and his grandma's voice echoed in it, taking a bit of time to process her words and realize that, given the situation, she could only mean one thing.
"M-m-mi-milk...?" Lemy gulped hard as his mouth felt dry.
"Yes, honey." Rita grinned. "Would you like some warm, sweet milk to go with your cookies?"
Lemy suddenly felt incredibly uncomfortable as his boner was throbbing just as much as his heart, feeling harder than ever and begging the boy to just lunge at the seductress, fuck her brains out and fill her to the brim with his baby batter until his balls were dry, no matter if it meant yet another Sin Kid coming out of said actions.
However, since his mind was still reseting from the shock his grandma caused him, his instincts took over, making the boy nod eagerly, much to the elder woman's delight.
"Ok, dear, lean back, close your eyes and open your mouth..." Rita purred directly into Lemy's ear.
Lemy felt goosebumps all over his skin as he felt his grandma's hot breath in his ear and instinctively complied to the woman's indications, then he felt how she shifted in her seat and leaned a bit against him, while she pushed a little warm nub into his mouth.
Rita moaned loudly as Lemy instinctively started sucking her right nipple like a hungry baby, which made her run her hands over his messy hair while Lemy inadvertently put his hands on her breasts, kneading them rather roughly, just the way she liked it.
"Enjoy your milk, Lemy..." Rita moaned as she inadvertently mashed Lemy's face against her breast.
Lemy opened his eyes and felt an adrenaline rush going through his veins as he saw Rita's face showing ecstasy as he fondled her breasts and sucked on her nipple. And much to his surprise, the woman actually started lactating, and just like her cookies, her milk was deliciously sweet. As such, Lemy sucked with more intensity and sunk his fingers into her soft tits, eliciting loud moans from the woman.
Not wanting to be the only one getting pleased, Rita bit her lower lip and reached her hand to cup Lemy's balls over his pants and fondled them skillfully, making Lemy squeal in delight as precum started to leak from the tip of his hard dick.
"Poor baby... you must be really pent up..." Rita purred between moans. "Your balls feel so heavy... but don't worry, grandma Rita's here to fix that..."
Much to Lemy's chagrin, Rita pulled away from him, making him groan in annoyance as he couldn't drink any more of Rita's delicious breast milk nor fondle those soft orbs that had nurtured no less than 11 people before him.
However, his annoyance was soon replaced by delight as Rita moved in to french kiss him, moaning loudly into his mouth as her far-more-experienced tongue dominated his.
But, since his pride and self-steem was higher than ever, Lemy found strength he didn't know he possessed and turned the tables on her, laying the older woman on her back and laying on top of her, not breaking the contact of their lips until they ran out of breath.
Lemy and Rita panted hard and looked at each other directly in the eye, their hearts beating like mad and blushing a bit.
"Why?" Lemy asked.
"I know you, Lemy, and I know what you must be feeling, I can't bear seeing you suffer, dear." Rita said. "You're more loved than you think, and I'm here to show you that. Plus, being honest, while he's also a sweetheart and a beast in the bed, I think you're more handsome than your dad, don't tell him that though."
"You mean it?"
"I think you already know that I've never done this little charade for anyone else than your late grandpa, Lemy, that should give you a hint just how much I love you."
With that said, Lemy felt his heart skipping a beat, then he smiled and kissed Rita again, immediately pushing his tongue into her mouth, battling her own appendage and savoring every inch of her mouth.
As they swapped spit for what seemed like an eternity, Rita moved her hands behind her back and unfastened the apron, then she broke the kiss for an instant to take it off, while Lemy seized the chance to take off his shirt, then both resumed their make out session and Lemy wrapped his arms around her waist, snaking his hands down to Rita's best asset, cupping her huge asscheeks with his hands, moaning as his fingers sank into her soft flesh.
Rita moaned into the kiss and smirked inwardly, feeling a bit nostalgic as she felt the same fluttery emotion her beloved late husband made her feel every time they made love. And that made her feel special, like she wasn't just Lemy's object of desire, but a woman he cherised and wanted to please, a woman he wanted to love.
As such, Rita wanted to show her own affection to her grandson, so she moved her hands to his pants and unbuckled them, pulling them down enough for Lemy to get the hint and get rid of the uncomfortably tight garments that restrained his hard-on.
Once free, Rita grabbed his cock and stroked it from tip to base, reveling in the feeling of his throbbing raging erection and giggling like a college girl for still being able to cause such emotions on studs like her grandson.
"The Loud Log doesn't skip a generation, huh?" Rita purred. "So big and so hard..."
"Grandma..." Lemy moaned.
With that said, Rita managed to sit back up, then she got to the ground and knelt between her grandson's legs, licking her lips seductively as she inched closer and grabbed Lemy's cock.
Lemy shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he bit his lips in expectation, then he howled in pleasure as Rita kissed the tip of his cock, practically making out with it for a short moment before slowly engulf the member, moaning in pleasure as the phallus stretched her throat and made her gurgle a bit.
Soon, Rita started giving her grandson the best blowjob he had ever had in his life, showing the dexterity she had accumulated over her years, managing to deepthroat all 11 inches of his manly rod while she swirled her tongue around his glans like a pro.
"Shit, grandma, you're the best!" Lemy moaned as he placed his hands over her head.
While she wasn't a fan of her grandson swearing, Rita found it pretty hot in that moment, so she simply chuckled and kept deepthroating her grandson, reveling in his pleasured moans and his body squirming in delight.
The elder woman continued for a little while, cupping Lemy's balls and fondling them softly, making the boy drool.
Suddenly, Lemy started thrusting into her mouth and moving her head down to his crotch instinctively, which took Rita a bit aback, but thankfully, her gag reflex had been long gone, so she could take Lemy's facefuck without a problem, moaning as she felt his cock throb harder and his balls churning, signaling he was close to cumming.
Lemy did a couple of hard thrusts and finally howled in pleasure as he released his male essence into his grandma's mouth, who gulped it down greedily as Lemy held her head still.
Lemy moaned as spurt after spurt of thick semen was shot down Rita's gullet, then, after what felt like a gallon of cum, he finally stopped cumming and Rita let go of his member with a loud "pop" sound, smirking at her grandson.
"Nothing like a good load from a young stud for breakfast..." Rita purred.
"Fuck, grandma..." Lemy panted.
"Call me Rita." Rita giggled.
While Lemy still glowed in the aftermath of the best blowjob he had ever gotten, Rita bent over the coffee table, presenting her deliciously big ass to Lemy, spreading her asscheeks with a hand and her wet pussylips with the other.
"I know you can cum more than twice, so come and give it to me." Rita said as she shook her hips enticingly. "Show me why your mom calls you her little buffalo..."
Lemy practically jumped from his seat as blood started pumping through his veins again and stood behind his grandma, grabbing her hips and hotdogging his cock with her asscheeks, moaning as he felt her soft flesh surrounding his throbbing member.
"Is it as good as you imagined last night when you were rubbing one off to me?" Rita chuckled as Lemy dry-humped her ass.
"Fuck, it's so much better..." Lemy said.
"I'm all yours, do whatever you want with me..."
Lemy bit his lower lip and couldn't help but smack one of Rita's asscheeks, reveling in the jiggly sensation it caused on her soft flesh and the loud sound his hand caused upon impact, while also making Rita moan in delight.
"You don't need to be so soft, dear." Rita said. "I'm used to really rough treatment in the bedroom, you know?"
Lemy gulped but nodded, then he spank his grandma harder, making her moan louder, which urged him to grab her hips and align his cock with her pussy lips, moaning at the wet and warm sensation on his glans.
Lemy's mind doubted for a moment, however his body and instincts took over and made him thrust his hips, burying his member into Rita's core, making both moan loudly.
"Oh god... it's been so fucking long..." Rita moaned. "So fucking big..."
"How can you... still be... this tight...?" Lemy panted as he caressed his grandma's hips.
"Perks of being... a Loud... Now fuck me, make me your bitch and breed me..."
Lemy didn't need to be told twice, so he started thrusting fast and hard, making the older woman tremble in pleasure and moan loudly.
Wet slapping sounds soon filled the elder woman's home, a symphony of moans and grunts accompanying them and the creaking sound of wood muffled by them as Lemy fucked Rita, feeling a rush of ecstasy and adrenaline in his whole body.
On the other hand, the elder woman gripped the coffee table beneath her, moaning loudly as her very-well endowed grandson thrusted into her like a beast, even panting and groaning as one.
"Like that! Fuck, Lemy! You really earned that nickname!" Moaned Rita.
Lemy simply grunted animalistically and laid his body on top of Rita's, while his hands moved from her hips to her tits, groping them and kneading them roughly, eliciting some loud moans from the elderly vixen.
"You're such a slut!" Lemy said as he pinched his grandma's nipples. "Seducing your own grandson into fucking you like a needy bitch!"
"Oh fuck! I am! I really am! AND I FUCKING LOVE IT!" Rita moaned.
Lemy smirked and released one of Rita's breasts to spank the elder woman again, leaving a red mark with the shape of his hand in her supple flesh, at which Rita just moaned in delight and started to drool and display a fucked-silly look on her face.
"Grandma... I'm gonna cum..." Lemy panted.
"Do it inside!" Rita moaned. "Fill me up!"
In that moment Lemy started thrusting erratically, huffing like an animal as he groped his grandma's tit harshly, making his new slut scream in delight as he claimed her.
Lemy spanked Rita a few more times as he gave a few last deep thrusts, then he roared in unison with her as both reached their climax, unleashing a torrent of thick baby batter deep in her womb.
Spurt after spurt, Rita felt her grandson stuffed with his cum to the brim, and how even a small amount managed to leak out of her pussy and dribble onto the coffee table while both panted loudly and basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
"God... you were... quite pent up..." Rita panted. "You came quite a lot, how long has it been since your sisters or your aunts drained those balls of yours?"
"A week or two..." Lemy panted.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, those girls are so irresponsible, I thought I had taught them better. How could they be so careless with you? Don't worry, dear, if they won't do it, you can always come to me."
"You truly are... the best... grandma..."
"Anything for my little man..."
Rita chuckled and sighed happily while Lemy still panted, then, after a few minutes, Lemy pulled out of his grandma and the latter stood up, then both sat down on the couch and smiled at each other.
"Feeling better, little buffalo?" Rita asked as she caressed Lemy's hair.
"Much better." Lemy smiled.
"I'm glad, 'cause this is just the beginning, darling. Hope you're ready to handle a true woman."
"Oh fuck."
(That afternoon)
Lemy couldn't do other thing than grip the table in front of him as hard as he could, inadvertently pushing away his plate from him as the most amazing sensation ran through his body from his crotch, since his grandma was once again on her knees, sucking him off greedily, making lewd slurping sounds as she bobbed her head up and down swiftly and skillfully, while she fondled his balls with one hand slowly.
"Fuck, Rita..." Lemy moaned.
"No cussing at the table, young man..." Rita said as she suckled on the tip of Lemy's dick.
"S-sorry..."
"Such a virile stud..." Rita said as she rubbed her face against Lemy's cock. "So tasty..."
"Gonna cum..."
"Give it to me... feed me your seed..."
Rita engulfed Lemy's manhood again and resumed the blowjob, making the rocker groan in delight as he released his seed directly in the elderly woman's mouth.
Rita savoured Lemy's spunk for a bit, then she swallowed his load and smirked at his grandson.
"Thanks for the meal, Lemy." Rita moaned.
"No prob..." Lemy said in a post-orgasmic daze.
(That night)
Now in the main bedroom, Lemy was laying on his back, being totally unable to do other than grip the bedsheets as hard as he could, while his grandma rode his dick like a pro rodeo girl, slamming her hips against his, moaning like a whore as his glans kissed the entrance of her womb every time she pushed her hips down.
"Fuck, so good!" Moaned Rita. "You're making me cum again!"
Lemy only managed to gurgle a strange sound in response and grabbed his grandma's asscheeks tightly into his hands, then he started pushing his hips upwards, meeting his grandma's squats and making her howl in pleasure.
After a few thrusts like that, both screamed in sync and Lemy unleashed yet another torrent of hot cum deep into Rita's womb as Rita's love fluids squirted over his lap.
Still basking in the afterglow of their orgasm, Rita fell over Lemy and rolled to his side, giggling a bit as she felt his cum dribbling out of her snatch as she and him pulled each other into a tight embrace and pressed their lips together, once again, intertwining their tongues and savoring each other's mouth while they moaned loudly.
After what felt like ages, they broke the kiss and both looked into each other's half-lidded eyes, smiling lovingly.
"I love you..." Rita whispered.
"Love you too, Rita..." Lemy whispered back.
"No, my little buffalo, I mean I love you like I loved your grandpa Lynn..." Rita admitted. "I don't know why but... I have this fluttery feeling in my heart everytime we do this, something that only Lynn managed to make..."
In that moment, Lemy's heart fluttered and skipped a beat, then Rita pulled him closer to her, inadvertently mashing his face against her breasts.
"A-are you serious...?" Lemy eeped.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Rita said as he kissed Lemy on top of his head. "Do you want me to be part of your harem? I'd understand if you don't, I'm just an old lady after..."
Before Rita could complete her sentence, Lemy simply silenced her with a passionate kiss, then he broke it and smiled at her.
"I'd love that, grandma... You'd be the first..." Lemy nodded.
"Oh, I am? Hmm, guess we can use that to your advantage and show your sisters and aunts what they're missing out." Rita grinned.
"Oh fuck..."
(The next morning)
Sun filtered through Rita Loud's bedroom window while birds chirped happily and people started their daily routines.
And still fast asleep, Rita tossed and turned lightly as she moaned, slowly drifting out of her slumber as she felt someone caressing her legs and something wet and warm lapping at her core.
Rita smiled and moved the bedsheets, seeing Lemy comfortably laying on his stomach as he held onto her legs and ate her out slowly and lovingly, so immersed in pleasing her that he still hadn't realized that the Loud matriarch had woken up.
"You little rascal..." Rita moaned as she put a hand on Lemy's head. "You're really good at that... but you shouldn't have..."
"I wanted to." Lemy said as he kept going. "It's the least I could do for my first woman..."
Rita couldn't help but feel deeply loved and flattered by Lemy's words, then she moaned loudly as the rocker nibbled her clit softly with his lips, pulling it slightly and then kissing it lovingly to resume the lapping at Rita's lower lips, tracing every inch of her rosy flesh as he caressed her legs.
"God, you're amazing, Lemy!" Rita moaned.
"Thanks, I've had practice..." Lemy said quickly to keep pleasing his woman.
After a short while, Lemy's tongue movements became faster and he started prodding her birth canal with the tip of his appendage, delighting in the squirming and moaning that Rita made in response, then he pushed his tongue as far as he could into her, making the elderly lady's mind go blank for a short while, before she was once again brought back to reality by one of the most intense orgasms she had had in her life.
Seconds later, while Rita was still basking in the afterglow, Lemy lapped at her juices greedily, enjoying her taste.
"Fuck, Lemy... you're so incredible..." Rita moaned.
"I just had a lot of practice with Lyra and Lupa..." Lemy grinned.
"My poor little man, so diligent to please his sisters but none of them worried about pleasing you."
"It's ok, like grandpa used to say, it's not about numbers but about the wonderful feelings you have with the people you do it with."
"True, but still, I know for a fact that your sisters do have feelings for you." Rita said as she pulled him into a hug. "And I'm gonna make them act on them."
"How?"
"Oh, I know my family, don't you worry. They'll never leave you aside again after I'm done with them."
"Oh, fuck..."
"Language."
(That afternoon)
Lincoln was feeling a bit guilty and tired.
The long way from Great Lakes City had been quite the inner turmoil for him, even if the meeting at the publishing house went well and the editors had given him green light with his idea of making a new generation for the Full House Gang, he was still feeling down.
Since he left Lemy at his mother's house, he couldn't help but wonder if he had been a bit too stern with the boy, like Luna said once she realized Lemy hadn't attended her concert.
Sure, Lemy did a lot of stupid (and sometimes suicidal) things, but he also showed he had quite a big heart and was always there for his mother, his aunts, his sisters and even for him, though the two of them weren't exactly on the best of terms with each other.
But then again, it wasn't his idea to ground him the way he did, it had been Ronnie Anne and Lori's idea, and he couldn't help but wonder why they showed this malicious smirk they always did whenever they were plotting something behind his back.
"I love them both but they are such a handful... Especially now that they live under the same roof." Lincoln sighed before glancing at the fourth wall. "What do you guys think? I just hope he had a good time at my mom's house."
As Lincoln pulled over in front of his mother's house, the patriarch of the Loud House sighed deeply, turned Vanzilla 2.0's engine off and got out of the vehicle, running a hand over his hair as he closed the vehicle's door and walked up to his mother's house door.
As he knocked on the door, he pulled out his phone to check the hour, noticing it was nearly 3 pm.
"Weird, she's usually at home at this hour." Lincoln said.
Suddenly, Lincoln heard something breaking inside the house, then he got a bit worried as he feared the worst, so he looked for the spare key his mother had given him, then he quickly opened the door and entered the house, gasping loudly as soon as he stepped inside as a very familiar stench reached his nose.
Lincoln quickly closed the door and turned to the dining room, gasping a bit as he saw his son pounding his mother's ass on top of the dining table, with Lemy panting like a raging bull with his eyes closed as he thrust into Rita's ass, while the latter moaned like a needy whore and drooled, being unable to focus her gaze as she still hadn't noticed her son was watching her, even if she was looking in his direction.
Lincoln blushed a bit and cleared his throat loudly, but his mother's moans and Lemy's pants simply muffled the sound, so the man with the orange t-shirt sighed and walked up to the table, sat down in front of his mother's squirming figure and cleared his throat again while he crossed his arms.
At that moment, Lemy lost his focus on thrusting into his grandma's ass after hearing a weird noise, then he opened an eye to see what had happened and he gasped and stopped dead in his tracks as he saw his father looking at him with an stern glare, and at Lemy's sudden stop, Rita started regaining her senses and before she could ask Lemy why he stopped, she finally realized her son was in the room.
"Hope I'm not interrupting anything..." Lincoln said.
"Uhhh..." Lemy gulped.
"Oh hush, as if it was the first time you caught me with someone fucking my ass..." Rita said nonchalantly.
"Yeah, but I never expected to see this after sending Lemy here like Ronnie Anne and Lori told me..." Lincoln pointed out. "And now I see why they had this smirk in their faces..."
"Sorry, dad..." Lemy said.
"It's alright, we're Louds anyway..."
With that said, Lincoln sighed and shrugged.
"Well, it's still as weird as ever, but I'm already used to this." Lincoln said. "Also, I can't blame you nor judge you, mom's just a very, very hot woman."
"Yes, yes I am." Rita said as she slapped her ass. "Damn right I'm hot."
"So you and Lemy, huh?" Lincoln chuckled. "Well, should've known, he's my son and my dad's grandson after all. Congrats there, champ."
"Wait, you're not even the slightest bit jealous?" Lemy asked.
"Well, being honest, I truly am, mom's a very special and sexy woman after all, but I'm more happy for you, son, about time you got someone who actually acted on her feelings for you."
"This is so lovely and all but enough chit-chat, I'm still horny so whip it out and give it to me, Linc, while Lemy fucks my ass." Rita said as she unbuttoned her son's pants.
"Yes, ma'am..." Lemy and Lincoln nodded.
Rita smirked as her son pulled down his pants and got his cock out, which Rita grabbed almost immediately and started stroking it fast. Meanwhile, Lemy smirked and spanked her grandma's ass hard, making her moan as he reveled in the feeling of her supple flesh in his hand, then he started thrusting his hips slowly, moaning loudly.
In that moment, Lincoln grabbed his mother's head and pushed his cock between her lips, making her gag and gurgle as she slobbered her son's cock with her spit, moaning as loud as she could.
"Fuck, grandma's ass is so tight even after all these years..." Lemy moaned.
"You don't have to be so careful with her, you know?" Lincoln said.
"What about all that 'Your grandma is an older woman' thing you said last friday?" Lemy asked with a knowing smirk.
"I meant about your mom's concert, she's not used to such a spectacle." Lincoln said as he held his hands up defensively.
"I still should ground you, young man..." Rita said as she licked Lincoln's member avidly. "Such a naughty boy..."
Without a warning, Rita smirked and retook her son's length into her mouth as she spanked him as hard as she could, making him yelp and rub his reddened buttcheek.
"Ouch! Ok, I get it! Sorry, mom..." Lincoln moaned.
"You better, I'm much more resilient than you think..."
"Hell yeah, you are..." Lemy moaned as he thrust into her.
Rita giggled still with her son's cock in her mouth, then she moaned in delight as Lemy spanked her hard with both hands and fondled her asscheeks, while Lincoln grabbed her by the head and started mouthfucking her, making her see stars as Lemy's balls kept colliding with her clit while Lincoln's slapped her in the chin.
"This bitch just got tighter..." Lemy said without stopping.
"Language..." Lincoln moaned.
"She told me I could call her that..." Lemy smirked defiantly as he smacked Rita's ass once more. "Ain't it, dear granny...?"
By this point, Rita was way over cloud nine and completely overwhelmed by pleasure as the two studs she once carried as babies used her to their own satisfaction like a mere fleshlight.
And just like her beloved Lynn did back in the day, she fucking loved it.
"Fuck, ready, mom? I've been kinda pent up due to work lately..." Lincoln moaned.
"I'm close... God, here it comes...!" Lemy moaned.
Rita came in that very second, feeling her very core shaking and coating the table with her love juices, seconds before her son and her grandson moaned out loud and came into her, filling her insides with their thick baby batter.
Moments later, Lemy and Lincoln pulled their softening dicks out of Rita and panted while the older woman just smirked and sat up, wiping the dribbles of Lincoln's cum off the corners of her mouth.
"Delicious like always, darling. But I think Lemy's been eating healthier than you lately." Rita giggled.
"Well, like I said, busy week and I haven't been eating at home." Lincoln said sheepishly.
"It's ok, we can fix that later."
With that said, Rita got off the table and kissed her grandson deeply, making Lemy feel both aroused and awkward since she had just fellated his father.
"Let me and Lemy grab a shower, then we can go." Rita said as she picked Lemy in her arms.
"Wait... 'We'?" Lincoln asked.
"Yep, I'm not leaving my little man alone, someone's gotta take care of his needs..." Rita purred as she looked at Lemy suggestively.
"Oh... so... well... guess I'm gonna wait at the living room."
"Sorry, son, but worry not, we'll be back shortly..."
As he saw his mother taking his son upstairs into the shower, he couldn't help but sigh as he knew she was lying and they'd take way too long.
But he didn't care, at least Lemy looked much happier than the last time he had seen him and so did his mother.
Plus, Lisa had built him a portable console that had all his favorite games in their last anniversary, and he had a full 20-hour battery to kill the time.
As such, he sat down on his mother's couch while he got his gaming device out of his pocket and sighed in relief as he turned on the console and reflexed on Lori and Ronnie Anne's decision.
'Those smartass vixens... I knew they knew something I didn't...' Lincoln chuckled as he selected a videogame to pass the next 2 to 4 hours.