After getting caught up with Answer to all his problems, I figured I'd move onto this story since I've seen a couple people asking for it. I will continue to update and add to this story as well as uploading the rest of my backlog of stories. Not sure how many chapters this one will have as I originally intended for it to just be a one-shot. I do have the second chapter and some of a third chapter that I will be working on over the next couple days and we'll see where the story will go from there.

Now without further ado, hope y'all enjoy!


Brita gets it

Another morning in the Loud House, another morning where she had to see him strut about in his underwear. Rita really hated when we did that, for more than one reason. Her son Lincoln was now twelve years old and still walked around the house in nothing but his underwear a third of the time. Whether it was because he was reading comics or getting out of bed or just too lazy to change into proper clothes.

The mother of eleven wished he would stop doing it though, it drove her mad, especially when she was in a mood. When that happened, Rita wished she had more privacy than her cavalcade of children allowed her, especially when her husband Lynn wasn't around to help her out with her issue. And said issue had become more and more apparent as the years went on.

Everything was fine for the Loud matriarch for a while, her time with Lynn making her feel lighter than air. Then Lori was conceived and Rita worried over what may happen on account of her...unusual proclivities. But once the parents discovered they were having a girl, her worries faded away, as they did with every following child. And then came their only son, Lincoln, and Rita's worries were reignited.

Lynn tried to assure her that she was going to be okay, that they were going to be fine. Rita knew she had a handle on her attractions, and that most likely nothing would come of them, like they hadn't for the many years until then. But the doubt was ever present in her mind, especially when Lincoln started to grow into the young man he currently was. As they boy began to grow into her usual range of attraction, Rita could feel the thoughts worming their way into her mind.

She knew she was tempting fate every time she got pregnant, every time she didn't get her tubes tied or make her husband get a vasectomy. But Rita kept on pushing the envelope, even after Lincoln was born. It wasn't until Lily was conceived that Lynn agreed to get snipped, feeling like enough was enough.

And now here they were, the past year or so being a struggle half of the time, especially when her son made it so damn hard for her. Sighing as she watched Lincoln waltz into the bathroom, Rita bit her bottom lip before shuffling off to her room, hoping to relieve the pressure a bit since Lynn's not around to help her. "I'll have to have a talk with him when I'm done. Should be easy since he's gotten older, that's all the reason I need to get him to stop walking around like that". Rita thought to herself as she shut the bedroom door and locked it, walking over to her bed and hesitating a moment before opening her nightstand.

Grabbing her little personal massager, Rita set it down on the bed before laying down and shimmying out of her pants, pushing them down her thighs just enough for access. As she stuck her hand inside her panties, Rita's mind went to her usual fantasy, the one that always did the trick for her. But as was always the case when it came to her being left alone with the kids, life wasn't about to offer her this moment of release.

"Mom! Lana got mud in my hair again!" She heard Lola screaming out from the other side of the door while banging on it. "Nuh uh! She wasn't watching where she was going! Did it herself". Lana added as Rita rolled her eyes, begrudgingly pulling her pants up before walking over to the door. "Can't I just have five damn minutes!?" Rita thought as she opened the door and prepared to deal with the twins.


The next day, Rita was going through the laundry, something she rarely did anymore unless she needed a little distraction. But today was the wrong day as she pulled her son's underwear out to set in the washer, noticing the stain and stiffness around a particular area. "I guess he's at the age...wonder how long he's been doing it. How big he-No! Rita stop that damn thought right now. He's your son damnit!". The mother thought to herself, shaking her head before tossing the garments in the wash.

After finishing off the laundry, the mother of eleven divided the clothes among her kid's rooms, leaving them there for her children to fold and hang themselves. And when she got to her son's room, Rita made a little discovery that sent her down a path of indulgence she didn't think she'd ever take.

Dumping the clothes on Lincoln's bed, Rita was about to turn and walk out when she discovered something sticking out underneath his pillow. Her curiosity getting the better of her, Rita grabbed the item to discover it was a dirty magazine. "Huh, guess this is what he uses…" Rita noted as she opened the mag and found that Lincoln had bookmarked a few pages, assuming the girls on there were his favorites.

One of the common features among some of said girls was red hair, at least a few having it. "Already settling into a type...maybe he's grown up more than I thought he ha-what's this?" Rita wondered as she found a picture in the back of the magazine. The face was taped over with another girl, the body looking oddly familiar to her. Carefully peeling off the tape, Rita discovered that it was a picture of her, one she took for Lynn a while back when he went on a business trip. "O-Oh my...he's been pleasuring himself to me? Well, my body...but still". Rita felt her cheeks flush as she was flattered by the thought of her son finding her attractive.

"If he thought I was someone els-No Rita don't even dare! You can't...can you?" Rita mulled it over in her head, going back and forth on whether she could do such a thing and get away with it. Once those details were taken care of, all that was left was pondering on whether she could go through with it. Putting the magazine back and leaving before her son could get back, Rita hid in her room, racking her mind over this new possibility.

She already had the disguise in mind, something she was going to use to befriend her daughters at school and see if there was anything they were keeping from her. She had a name picked out and everything too, what's better was that based on her discovery, this would be just her son's type. "I-It would just be the one time...that's all. I...I'd rather it happen with me than some random bimbo who could carry disease or not give him a good time". Rita thought. "Y-Yeah that's it. I'd be doing this for him, give Lincoln the best first time he could have. And at the same time, finally fulfill these long-held desires". She added.

Nodding her head in determination, Rita knew what she was going to do, and started planning out her way to do it. The mother of eleven smirked as she walked to the closet and pulled the box she kept the outfit in. "Alright, time for mamma to have some fun". Rita said to herself before stepping out of her clothes.


The final bell rang out through the halls of Royal Woods middle school and that meant it was time for Lincoln to head home. But to his dismay, that meant he had to study with a tutor instead of decompress after a day of boring education. His mother had told him that do to his slowly declining grades in a couple of his classes, she had set him up with someone to help.

The boy tried to explain to her that it was just a slip and that he had everything under control, but Rita wasn't having it. She told him that for three days out of the next few weeks, Lincoln would see this woman as she helped to improve his grades.

That was the only silver lining in all this, that the tutor was some woman. If luck was on his side then it'd be some cutie, one he wouldn't mind hovering over his shoulder. It would be just like one of those hentai stories he'd started looking at recently, a grin formed on his face as he thought about them, and the possibility of it becoming a reality.

Stepping off the bus at the stop near his house, Lincoln walked the rest of the way home, wondering if he had time to clean up his room a bit before the tutor showed up. Making it up to the front steps, Lincoln unlocked the door and prepared to head inside until someone called out to him. "Um, hello? Might you be Mr. Loud?" A feminine voice, one vaguely familiar to him asked from behind. Lincoln turned to see a woman who couldn't be older than her early thirties, despite her attempt to appear younger, standing on the middle of the front lawn.

After shaking out of his initial stupor, Lincoln spoke up. "U-Uh no, Mr. Loud is my father. Hehe, You can call me Lincoln...if you want". The boy smiled back at her with a toothy grin. "Heh, seems like he's already interested, and so far hasn't recognized me. This should be easy". Rita thought as she smiled back at her son.

The mother in disguise followed Lincoln into the house, wondering whether her son would be so bold as to initiate the next step. Shutting the front door behind him, Lincoln made sure to lock it before making his way to the stairs. "We can uh, do the studying up in my room. S-So we don't get bothered if one of my sisters comes home". Lincoln suggested, a small blush already forming on his face.

"God he is so adorable. I can't help but want to jump his bones right now. I'm glad I finally decided to do this, we're both needing this and I can tell". Rita thought to herself as she smiled warmly back at him. "Sure, that makes sense. Let's head up and I can help you out". She said, putting a sultry emphasis on the helping out bit. "Oh man, is this really happening? She seems like she wants to...no Lincoln, don't try to rush it. Just relax and let things play out. No need to make a fool of yourself". Lincoln thought as he motioned the girl to follow him up.

At the moment, none of her other children were home, Luna was off with her band doing rehearsals, same with Luan and her partner for an upcoming birthday party gig. Lynn was off at practice and the younger ones were still waiting for that final bell to release them from school, with Leni waiting to pick them up. As much as Rita wanted to wait and take things slow, this was the best chance to make this happen without any hiccups. And then maybe after this time they can take things more slowly later on.

Making their way down the hall, Lincoln opened his bedroom door and welcomed his guest inside. "Sorry about the space, it used to be a closet before they made it into a room for me". Lincoln told her as he walked into his room and tidied things up a little bit. "Hm, always forget how small it is. Will definitely have to give him Leni and Lori's room whenever Leni moves out". Rita thought to herself as she looked around the tiny room. "Oh it should be fine, we really just need your desk here anyway". She replied as she set her pink backpack down by the boy's bed.

"So your mom tells me you're struggling with math recently. Let's see if I can help you with that". Rita said as she had Lincoln pull out his math homework and see if the boy needed any help. Rita made sure to stick close to her son, brushing up against him occasionally by "accident" and keeping a close eye for any reactions.

After a couple missed answers, Rita showed her son the proper way of solving the problem and even gave him an incentive to getting the next question right. Slowly unzipping her jacket and letting it drop to the floor, implying that more would come off if Lincoln did good. Sure enough, the boy answered the next question with no issues, work being shown and all. And in response, Rita removed her top with a smirk, her son not being able to tear his gaze away from her tits being held by a lacy pink bra.

"Whoa, this has got to be a dream. Where did mom find this girl?" Lincoln wondered to himself as he kept staring at the pair of boobs in front of him, the first pair he was able to look at that weren't his sister's or mom's. "Okay, enough gawking young man. Back at it and you might see more...Hopefully before your sisters get home?" Rita said with a grin. His eyes fluttering, Lincoln quickly got back to work and made progress on the next question.

Rita looked down as her son kept doing his homework, noticing the bulge that was forming in his pants. "Hehe, not much longer now…" Rita smirked as she watched him with bated breath. It wasn't long before Lincoln got the next problem done, and Rita checked his work. "Well you skipped a couple steps but got the right answer anyways. Remember, you gotta show all your work to get credit Lincoln". Rita said as she stood up, popping the button on her ripped jeans.

Her son watched, biting his bottom lip as he watched the girl bend down, taking her pants off as she did so. The mother of eleven was in nothing but her pink bra and panties, and Lincoln couldn't take his eyes off of her form. "Alright come on, one more left. Let's see if you have it" Rita said as she sat back down next to her son. But for this last problem, Rita had an extra obstacle in mind to test Lincoln.

As the boy got started on his last question, he jumped when he felt a hand resting on his crotch. Lincoln looked down to see Brita's hand between his legs, groping at his member through his jeans. "A-Ah, don't get distracted, or we won't continue when you're done". She told him as she continued to knead his junk in her hand. "Mmhmmm". Lincoln moaned as his mom got to work. Doing his best to focus, Lincoln looked over the problem and tried his best to solve it, despite the constant ministrations from his mother in disguise.

Undoing the boy's jeans, Rita snaked her hand beneath the waistband of his underwear, grabbing hold of his length directly. Lincoln sucked in his breath as he struggled to continue his work. Rita took a look at the page and saw that he was nearly done, and she picked up the pace in response. "Almost there...keep going". She told him. "I-I'm almost there too damnit!" Lincoln thought as he figured out the answer and wrote it down. Seeing this, Rita gently pulled her hand away. Noticing a bit of pre-cum on it, the woman licked it off before grinning at her son.

"Let's see...good job. You got it right. You ready for your reward?" Rita asked him. Shakily, Lincoln nodded his head. "Good, then let's get a bit more comfortable huh?" She suggested as she walked to the bed.

Lincoln followed her, kneeling down in front of her on the mattress as he stared into her eyes. "I gotta come clean, I've kinda seen you around town a bit. Something about you just…caught my eye. When I saw your mom looking for a tutor, I couldn't resist". Rita told him as she looked at him, sitting up on her knees as her hands went to her back. Lincoln watched as she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor, her breasts now bare for him to see.

The boy's eyes immediately widened as they landed on the pair, his mouth agape as he stared. "You can touch them if you want". She told him as she squeezed her tits together. Gulping, Lincoln scooted close and slowly reached his hand out, grabbing hold of Rita's right breast. "O-Oohh, i-it feels nice". Lincoln commented as he moved the tit around with his hand, squeezing it and massaging it. Getting more comfortable, Lincoln grabbed the other breast and began doing the same, pinching the woman's nipples a bit.

Wanting to take things further, Lincoln latched his mouth onto Rita's left breast as he kept massaging the other in his hand. "O-Oh Linc. Mmmhm, it feels so good". Rita moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp as he suckled at her teat. It felt familiar for the both of them with only Rita knowing why.

Stopping him for a moment, Rita gently pushed her son back. "Think it's time I gave you your reward". She told him as she rested a hand on his chest, pushing him against the mattress as she brought her face to his crotch. His pants already being undone, Rita easily pulled them down the boy's legs, letting them bunch up at his ankles as she eyed his erect member. "Geez he might end up being bigger than Lynn by the end of his growth". Rita thought as she looked at it.

"What's that they say? Big things come in small packages huh". Rita said as she grabbed Lincoln's length and began to stroke it. The boy blushed from her comment as he moaned, the feeling of her warm hand on his cock being the best thing he ever felt. The Loud Matriarch licked her lips as she continued to pump her son's dick, ready to move onto the next step. Opening her mouth, Rita swallowed Lincoln's Log whole, taking him all the way to the base. The boy gasped as he felt her wet mouth around his shaft.

Beginning to bob her head up and down, Rita began blowing her son, loving the reactions she was getting from him. Lincoln gripped the bed sheets as his mother continued to work her magic, the feeling was amazing, he could only imagine what it would feel like being inside her.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, Rita sighed as she realized she only had so much time left. A few of her daughters would be getting home soon and that meant she couldn't take the last step like she was hoping. She'd have to settle for the next best thing though and shifted her body. Her lower half was now hovering above Lincoln's head as hers was still just above his cock. "Go on, see if you can make me finish before I get you". She told him as she wiggled her butt above him.

Lincoln wasted no time in obliging her, shifting her panties to the side and looking at her pussy, which was already wet and waiting for him. Reaching his hand up, Lincoln experimentally started massaging his mom's slit, drawing a small moan as he brushed over her clit. Wanting to pay her back for all she'd done for him, Lincoln buried his face in his mom's crotch, his tongue lapping at her entrance. "Mmhmm ohhh yes!" Rita moaned before getting back to work herself, sucking Lincoln's dick.

The boy faltered in his efforts as his mother went back to blowing him, but regained his composure, groping her ass as he dug his tongue deeper inside her. With this being his first time, it didn't take long for Lincoln to be at his limit, and Rita could tell he was close. "Come on baby, give it all to me". Rita thought as she fondled Lincoln's balls while picking up the pace, bobbing her head up and down.

"A-Ahh Brita I-I'm getting close!" Lincoln warned her. But she obviously didn't care at the rate she was going and the boy couldn't hold it anymore. "M-Mmmhm oh god!" Lincoln exclaimed as his hips thrust upwards, shooting his load into the back of his mother's throat as she swallowed it all.

Wiping her mouth, Rita sat up, looking down at her exhausted son. "W-Well, as much as I'd like to take things all the way...I think our time is up. Your sisters should almost be here". She said as she started putting her clothes back on. "W-What?" Lincoln said, nearly out of breath as he looked up at his clock. "Aw man. Y-Yeah". Lincoln agreed with her as he pulled his pants up. "W-Will I see you again?" Lincoln asked as he watched Brita pull her shirt over her head.

"Oh without a doubt cutie. Maybe next time we can take things more slowly". She replied with a smirk and a wink. "Y-Yeah...I'd really like that". Lincoln replied with a smile.

"Well, I'll see myself out. Don't be slacking off now young man. Or else I won't give you as much of a reward". Rita said as she walked out of his room. Lincoln flopped back against the bed, pinching himself to make sure it was all still real. "I can't believe that just happened, she was...amazing". Lincoln said aloud to himself as he stared up at the ceiling.

Rita meanwhile, was busy downstairs, changing clothes after opening and closing the front door. Making it seem like she left. Getting back in her normal attire, Rita stuck the other clothes in her closet, hidden away in a box. Looking at her phone, Rita saw it was almost time for her kids to get home and prepared to sneak out the back so she could still appear like everything was normal.

And sure enough, no one was the wiser by dinner time. All was normal in the Loud house, with two of it's members being happier than ever given the afternoon's events. "Lincoln, sweetie, how did the tutoring go? You have a better handle on things now?" Rita asked him. "H-Huh? Oh yeah. It went...good. I got it all figured out now, she was...very helpful". Lincoln meekly responded.

"Well that's good. I'm glad everything went well. Just don't fall behind again okay young man?" Rita said before taking another bite of her food. Hearing those words though made Lincoln's eyes widen. He couldn't shake the familiarity of it all, nor the same feeling creeping up when the girl was teaching him. It was almost like a...motherly affection that she held for him. The boy shook his head though, it couldn't be. His own mother...doing that with him.

Not that it wasn't...appealing after some thought about it. "Can I be excused? I'm feeling a bit tired". Lincoln said as he looked over to his mother, really examining the features of her face. "Sure Lincoln, just put your dish in the sink and get washed up". Rita told him as she smiled back at him.

Lincoln did just that and left the kitchen, but instead of heading upstairs, he made a quick detour to his parents room. Immediately heading for the closet, it being the obvious hiding spot for what he was looking for. Opening it up, Lincoln didn't find anything, till he spotted the box in the corner.

Pulling the lid off, Lincoln's eyes widened as they saw the red wig and outfit that his tutor was wearing earlier. "No way. It was...Mom?!"