Welcome. I'm back with another chapter of Lincoln's log book. Today, I'm doing something different with this story. I'm doing something called F-it chapters, these are chapters that I'm easily motivated to do so there isn't any major gaps between uploads. Plus they won't be any order, it's simply how I feel about them.
Hopefully, by the end of this week, I can post the next chapter of Crystal Prison.
Before I forget the winners of Mature May are
1st: Anabelle
2nd: Maria Casagrande-Santiago
3rd: Rita, Katerine, Principal Rivers & Ramirez
4th: Agnes, Morag, Frida & Rosa
5th: Cheryl & Meryl, Superintendent Chen & Mrs. Selter.
6th: Sue, Jesse Hiller & Nana Gayle.
7th: Mytle, Gina Galiano, Margarita, Carol Linnaeus, Joyce Crandall, Ms. Bernardo, Miss Allegra, Ms. Shrinivas, Mee-Maw & Schoffner
Tags: Saga, Revenge, Older woman, Investigation, Plot, Mystery + Future Continuation, Blowjob, Doggystyle, Pazuri, Face-fucking, Plump ass, BBW, FWB, Coworkers, Prostate play, Baby oil,
Lincoln doodled on his art pad, creating random sketches for his leisure. His phone buzzed. He glanced at the sender; it was Officer Schoffner.
"We have a lead. Meet me at the station in the next hour," The message read.
"On my way," Lincoln replied to the text message as he saved his work for his rewards. He got adequately dressed and hopped on his motorcycle. Lisa and Lana made it for him as a birthday gift. A few minutes later, he arrived at the police station and placed his bike in the parking lot. Royal Woods has always been a . . . safe town despite a few significant incidents throughout the years. They primarily operate a patrol or security force to keep the population safe. Mainly robberies, vandalism, and similar crimes. Probably a murder every few months, but those are from neighboring towns and cities.
The snow-haired man entered the lobby. Police were cooperating with citizens to receive their statements or placing people in cells. Why is the only son of the Loud Family doing here? Simple. Lincoln is technically a federal agent. His uncle and Myrtle monitored his skills and achievements over the years and offered him a job. However, Lincoln has been designated to more infiltration and white-collar crimes due to his age and familiarity with his recruiters. It didn't matter to him as he was still acting as a secret agent.
"Over here, Lincoln," Schoffner directed, waving him to her. He followed, passing through the lobby, his blue eyes scanning various citizens. Some were angry with stern glares and crossed arms. Some were crying, covering their bodies to hide their shame while in their cells. More were blank-faced, resigning in their situation weather the storm of their circumstances, pondering if they could've done something differently. Both entered, and Sue was there, much to his surprise.
"Sue," Lincoln said blankly. Why was this dictator nurse here? Did something happen at the retirement home?
"Loud," Sue replied, keeping her irritation to a minimum. He and his grandfather were frequent thorns in her side, but they've relaxed over the years.
"Have a seat, you two," Schoffner instructed as she analyzed her files. Both did, keeping their distance while waiting for the officer to conclude her research. "Both of you are here for the same reason," The officer replied. Their eyes widened with raised brows. How? "We received reports of the misuse of funds at Sunset Canyon," Schoffner explained tensely. There's something especially abhorrent about stealing funds dedicated to assisting those in the last stretch of their life. Lincoln and Sue had a mutual disgust for this news. "Lincoln's here to infiltrate Sunset Canyon for more information," The officer added, revealing why Lincoln was here.
"Why's Sue here?" Lincoln asked. That's the next question. He does not doubt her importance as she's the head nurse.
"I was the one who reported it," Sue confirmed, crossing her arms, locking their eyes in a brief stare. "I'm strict, but I'm not corrupt," She defended her stance. No matter what anyone says, Sue is a professional and stands by her oath as a nurse.
Lincoln stared at Sue, analyzing her words and the situation like a lie detector. His deadpan eyes continued to observe her body language. Nothing about her casual attire screams luxury or freshly bought—a faded marigold collared shirt with durable denim jeans: no shiny jewelry or the latest smartphone. His grandparents didn't report Sue going on fancy vacations or luxurious new vehicles. No make-up, expensive perfumes, or any cosmetics procedures either. Sue was a heavyset woman, forgoing make-up as she preferred a minimalist look. Her job didn't enable her to look like she was going a night on the town. Her deep brown hair began to grey, and a few wrinkles formed on her face.
It's not her.
"What's our strategy?" Lincoln suggested, confident in his analyst. Sue's shoulder eased once he released his scrutinizing gaze. She's been a tough woman her entire life. Still, something about being accused of a dire crime under a professional's watch intimidates her.
"Simple," Schoffner smiled. "You two are going to work together." She announced to the bewildered pair.
Lincoln and Sue shared a look. "HUH?!" They bellowed in complete and utter shock.
A few days have passed. Lincoln, Sue, and Officer Schoffner discussed what the plan should be. It's a simple one. Lincoln would be a summer intern or volunteer at Sunset Canyon Retirement. His role was to collect information about who was embellishing the funds. Lincoln agreed. That shouldn't be a problem for him. Albert, Nana Gayle, and Myrtle were already helping him out. Who do you think was the leak and reported it to Sue? Next question: what was Sue's role in this operation? She's the head nurse of Sunset Canyon, meaning she has access to various vital files and information that requires a warrant to get to. However, there's a problem with that. Won't the suspects be hyper-vigilant and hide evidence? Schoffner smiled as that's the point. They'll be paranoid, sloppy, and combative, making separating the innocent from the guilty easier. The three put their plan into action, but what's the next step?
An interview, of course. More days up to several weeks have passed. Lincoln sat in front of Sue as she scanned his 'resume.' Sunset Canyon had a few openings for the summer. One of those applications was a live-in summer intern. It's a leftover from the pandemic, killing two birds with one boulder. The program filled the empty rooms left by … deceased residents and employed the younger population. Sue had to pull some strings to get Lincoln here. Thankfully, it wasn't an issue. Lincoln's resume was astounding, with credible references and marketable skills.
"Everything's in order," Sue remarked, placing his resume on the table. "Welcome to Sunset Canyon, Lincoln Loud," The two arose and firmly shook each other's hands. "Do we have to engage in such formalities?" She whispered. It's so elaborate and consuming with these investigations.
"Yes, because they'll be suspicious if I'm here more than usual," Lincoln assured about the necessity of these procedures. "So when do I start?" His voice changed, adopting a more eager yet anxious tone. They have to maintain appearances. The head nurse was surprised at Lincoln's immediate tone shift. He's been doing this for some time.
"You'll start next Monday, but you can move in this coming Friday," Sue rehearsed as she did with many others. "The pay is $17.75 since you'll live here for the summer. I'll send you what's expected and your responsibilities here,"
"Thank you, Sue; I'll see you Friday," Lincoln smiled before heading out the door. Albert and Myrtle were outside waiting for him. "I got it," He remarked. The three tightly embraced each other and went to dinner to celebrate. His senses heightened as they walked out, listening to any conversations.
Step one is completed.
Friday has come. Lincoln arrived again at Sunset Canyon with a backpack, a small duffel bag, and a large suitcase. Sue was waiting for him at the front. "8am bright and early," She acknowledged, eying her watch as the sun slowly rested in the blue sky.
"We have a job to do. Plus, we have a reputation to keep in our line of work," Lincoln declared. Sue smiled at his conviction. They're both professionals with people's lives and livelihoods in their hands.
"Let's head to your room," She instructed, gesturing to him to follow her. He obliged. Sunset Canyon was quiet in the early morning hours. Residents were either still sleeping or did small group activities like cards or exercise. They journeyed down one of the hallways, reasonably isolated from the main residential area. She reached into her pocket, revealing a set of keys, and locked one of the doors.
"This will be your room for the internship," Sue said. It's similar to a college dorm room. Compact yet practical, but it has extra space. The room had a desk, closet, an extra large twin bed, dresser, nightstand, and a mini fridge. "Sorry if it's small," She muttered, keeping a watch for any culprits.
"It's fine. I'm used to living in small spaces," Lincoln shrugged as he entered the room, resting his luggage on the floor.
"I'll get your uniform," Sue added, giving him time to unpack and closing the door behind her. Lincoln immediately got to work, only removing his essentials like electronics and files. He activated his laptop, waited for the WIFI to connect, and swapped to the secure version of the connection. Sue gave him the password before his arrival. His blue eyes scanned the documents, recalling all relevant information and more. The likely members were the board members. Bernie died a few years ago. Seymour is negative as he despises being falsely accused. Scoots is the only remaining member that he could recall.
Furthermore, given her previous acts and personality, it's virtually screaming guilty. However, Scoots is the head of the board, showing a level of trust and responsibility in her role. It could be Moots using Scoots' identity. It could also be upper management as well but not Sue. In all the years Lincoln knew Sue, he never thought she was corrupt for a moment. She's incredibly strict, better suited for a prison warden monitoring hardened criminals, but everything was for her residents' safety.
KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
"It's open," Lincoln answered out of habit while living at home.
Sue walked in, holding a nurse uniform. "Get changed; we have a tour," She handed him the outfit. He grabbed the top and removed his orange shirt. Her eyes widened at his physique. Well-toned with . . . scars? Several on his arms, torso, and back in various shapes and patterns. Some were simple overlapping cuts obtained gradually throughout his life. More were abstract and were likely burns. Sue focused on the scarring on Lincoln's hands. Medical scars. Did he have surgery in the past? Overall, Lincoln was a handsome young man.
He's aware of Sue leering at him as she ogles his body. Might have some fun. Lincoln unzipped his jeans after wearing his nurse shirt and removing his shoes. Her eyes widened at his bulge, slightly pushing against his underwear. Damn, Lincoln has some size to him. Young, hung, and full . . . of creamy cum. Maybe this cooperation won't be so bad after all.
"A little privacy, please," Lincoln requested, holding up the comfortable pants
"No need for that. Just . . . keep your jeans on for now," Sue corrected in a low husky tone. She approached him. Both had intense half-lidded expressions, keeping eye contact as she slowly zipped up his pants. Their bodies are now pressed together.
"When can I take them off?" Lincoln probed in a low voice, arching his brow at the command.
"In your own free time," Sue confirmed, hiding her excitement sternly. "And away from the female residents. These women are feisty," She cautioned, gilding her hands down his toned body. He snaked his arms around her wide waist. "They'll devour you. Young, hung, and definitely full of cum," Her hand grazed his crotch, giving it a quick yet firm squeeze. "So you better not cause any trouble, especially with this investigation,"
"I can handle it myself or . . . do you want to help me?" Lincoln challenged, whispering softly in her ears. The head nurse's body tingled as her heated blood rushed through her system.
"Depends on how well this investigation goes," Sue persuaded; their smirks widened at the claim as they released each other. "Let's go," She ordered before backing her plump ass in the middle of his groin. He grinned, holding Sue close by the waist. They exited the room, wearing the mask of a senior worker and a new employee. Both are going to need stress relief during and after this investigation.
A few weeks have passed. Sue gave him a brief rundown of Lincoln's role as an intern. He essentially assisted her in maintaining harmony and order in the retirement home. Organizing events, interacting with the residents, ensuring they take their medicine, properly eat, and ensuring they're here before curfew. A few runners believed Albert's grandson would cut them some slack, only for their hearts and dentures to drop when he found them.
Lincoln portrayed himself as an eager and helpful intern. But he works under Law 14: Act as a friend, Pose as a spy. It unsettled him to be so phony. However, why should Lincoln display such loyalty or affection to those appealing their foul greedy nature at the expense of innocents? His appearance was warmly welcomed by the residents' thanks to his frequent visits in his youth. His grandfather, Albert, and Myrtle, his step-grandmother. The two got married while Lincoln was in middle school.
Nana Gayle.
All three were helping him and, by proxy Sue in the investigation. Lincoln didn't tell them Sue was a part of it but likely knew she was helping. His thoughts briefly rested on Nana Gayle. An insidious plot cultivated his vengeful mind, but she wasn't his target. Lincoln would never harm Gayle, but she was the key to hurting someone else, at least indirectly. He grumbled as some of his scars pulsed, recalling painful memories of his past.
"Traitors and cowards," Lincoln cursed under his breath as he patrolled the hallways. The rancor fueled his rage, but focusing on his task. It's after 6pm.
All residents must be in their rooms or the building for dinner and roll call. He made his rounds, checking in on the residents. His ears picked up on a conversation from around the corner, near one of the back entrances to the outside. He pressed his back against the wall, becoming a part of it as he calmly listened. Lincoln used a pocket mirror to increase his field of view. Scoots or Moots with a few other residents and employees returning from a shuffleboard game.
"Relax, everything is fine," Scoots/Moots consoled one of the employees. Lincoln recognized her; she was often at the front desk making appointments and checking in guests. He glanced around. No cameras.
"Are you sure? Sue has been … antsy lately," The receptionist muttered, her eyes bouncing around as well as her heart.
"Don't worry about it. She's only responsible for our physical safety. We don't have to worry about it. Those files are a total mess," An elderly couple snorted as the rest laughed with a few coughs in between. Those cue sticks look brand-new. Lincoln narrowed his eyes at the culprits. He's disappointed but not surprised that Scoots is a part of it. She probably did this for years. Mhm.
"Just keep checking our rooms, and there's a little extra for you," An elderly man ordered. The employee gave a sheepish nod. She didn't want to be involved in this situation. They continued their conversation before splitting off.
"Bingo," Lincoln muttered before completing his rounds with a recorder in his grasp.
More time passed, and Lincoln waited before acting on his new intel. He wanted to keep them placid and comfortable. It makes them an easier target. Soon Lincoln will turn up the heat and burn them, but he needs to deal with some of the employees. Sue will be forced to get involved as the other nurses are her responsibility. Lincoln knocked on her office door.
"Come in," Sue's strong voice echoed from the other side. She looked up from her computer. "Lincoln, how can I help," The head nurse scanned that stern expression on his features.
"I have new intel," Lincoln announced, holding his recorder and phone. His voice was dull and straightforward, as if he was a judge handing out a guilty verdict for a hideous crime. Sue's eyes widened, and her face hardened as well.
"Who are they?" She demanded, offering Lincoln to take a seat. He did. The two divulged what Lincoln had discovered. It took Lincoln a while to find the group's identity via his grandparents and Gayle. Sue helped confirm their identities. Evan Miller, Alice Matthews, Melissa Frost, Paul Bell, Alex Rhodes, Julia Turner, Sean Peterson, Sabrina Warner, and Meghan Rodriguez. Alice was the reluctant worker involved in the group's scheme. However, some of them were strangers. Unauthorized guests were NOT allowed in her place.
"They also talked about files and their rooms," Lincoln said, playing the audio file.
"I'll handle the rooms," Sue decided, as it was her job.
Lincoln nodded as he arose. "I'll check the files,"
"Sorry you can't," Sue rejected his notion, causing him to sit back down.
"So I'll get the rooms then," Lincoln questions, wondering about their next move.
"I'm still getting the rooms because I know what to look for, but you don't have the authority," Sue stated. She could, but upper management will have a field day with her.
"But you do. However, you can't easily allow me to because of your authority, and it'll make you look bad," Lincoln predicted, crossing his legs. Business politics were always a headache for these types of investigations.
"Exactly," Sue confirmed with a sly glimmer in her eyes. "So you need to do something for me," She stood and rummaged through her desk drawers.
"Fair enough," Lincoln agreed nonchalantly. It's like a video game where you must do something to get something. She tossed him a . . . camera? "Umm, what is this for?" He asked, raising a confused brow while staring at the picture device.
"I need you to take a few pictures of me," Sue declared with folded arms, much to his confusion.
"For…," Lincoln asked, wanting further clarification on this exchange. It's like she asked him to get something from the vending machine.
"A little side business. Some of the male residents are aching for some 'material.' It keeps them on their leash for a little extra," Sue disclosed, making her way around the table. It wasn't illegal by any means, but a shocking revelation came from Sue herself. Lincoln would've expected this from the younger female employees. Not the strict head nurse
"Only fans?" Lincoln questioned, raising a suspicious brow. He never would've thought Sue was an explicit content creator.
"Are you going to subscribe if I did?" Sue countered, arching a curious brow. Lincoln shrugged. "Just take my good sides," She replied, unbuttoning her top, revealing her basic heavy cupped bra.
"Do I have to do this?" Lincoln asked dully. Out of all the things she could've asked him to do, this wasn't on his mind.
"Yes, if you want to close this case before your internship finishes," Sue countered, allowing her heavy breasts to experience the crisp air.
"Fine, how does this work?" Lincoln agreed, fiddling around with the camera. It's an older model, so the mechanisms are unfamiliar to him. "Oh, here it is," His fingers found the buttons when a blinding flash scorched his eyeballs. "Yep, it works," Lincoln muttered, squinting his eyes. He blinked a few times before his vision was restored.
"I just need a few pictures of the girls right here," Sue instructed with a confident grin and cupped her breasts. "It can also take video," She informed. It helps to have some variety in her services. Some of her customers were video fans. Others prefer an in-person experience but no touching. However, she would let Lincoln touch her more.
Lincoln rolled his eyes and positioned the camera waiting for it to focus. "Ready," He asked as Sue's image cleared up. Her light brown nipples were front and center in the lenses.
"Ready," Sue agreed with a flirtatious grin. The camera flashed and shuddered with each press of his finger. She gave Lincoln a little show. Despite their advanced age, the head nurse jiggled her mounds before him, showing off how plump and juicy they were. Sue popped a nipple in her mouth, teasing it with her tongue while staring intently into the camera. Lincoln was enjoying himself too. His bulge enlarged into his pants. Sue eyed the growing mass at his crotch, biting her lip excitedly.
Yep, still got it. Sue told herself before getting an idea. Her hand grabbed a small bottle of baby oil and squeezed a tiny slick pool into her other hand. She coated her bosom in gentle shine. Lincoln approached her as she raised her arms to him to encapture their volume and shape. He examined the pictures before heading the camera to her. "These are pretty good; they'll go crazy over these," Sue smirked as she analyzed the photos.
Lincoln approached her, rubbing his hand on her back right above her rump."How about some variety as a bonus for them?" He asked huskily with lowered eyelids while pulling her in.
"Cheeky little bastard, are you?" Sue teased, bringing his hand lower on her right butt cheek.
"You damn right," Lincoln acknowledged, giving her ass a firm squeeze and digging his fingers into her flesh. Sue returned the camera and lifted the bottom of her garment, revealing her panties. She pushed her buttcheeks against his crotch, grinding up and down, relishing in his throbbing cock. Lincoln continued to take photos while sampling the merchandise. His hand and her right bottom cheek were well-acquainted during this session. Both had to stifle their moans to avoid any unwanted listeners. Sue performed multiple poses for the camera. The ever-classic and reliable squat. A few jumps for Lincoln to encapture the ripples. He got close as she slid her panties to the side, revealing her hairy pussy. Lincoln handed her the camera.
"Pleasure doing business with you," Sue smirked, reviewing the new photos. Plus, having a nice hard cock on her ass was an added bonus. She dug into her pocket, pulled out a key ring, and removed one of them. "Here is the key, but be quick with it," Sue warned as she handed him the brass master key. "You'll get some reward for your help. Now go," She smiled as he nodded upon his exit.
Lincoln patrolled throughout the building, recalling the layout. It's way past curfew, around 9:45, with most residents sleeping or watching tv. However, he can't be cock. His steps were light and stealthy, with his ears acting as radars. Lincoln was close to the file room, where Alice exited the room.
She had a deep frown on her, muttering to herself. "Just remember why you're doing this. You're doing this for them, and it's temporary," Her fist clenched as she walked the other way, wiping away tears with the other. Lincoln knows she's guilty but knows Alice disagrees with her choice. They did something to her or have something she wants. Lincoln will figure that out later. Mhm, she had a copy. Probably Scoots was the only senior who had that authority. Lincoln sneaked, keeping his senses tuned for anyone approaching his location. The lock clicked open. He opened the door slowly, leaving a tiny creak for him to enter, and sealed the door behind him. His hand flicked on the light switch.
"What a mess…," Lincoln grumbled, scanning the rat's nest of room. Boxes upon boxes were stacked like Jenga bricks. They were barely organized, likely a deliberate choice or pure negligence. Some were stacked on top of cabinets. "I'm going to need help with this," He muttered, typing a code into his phone and waiting for his companion.
"Hello Lincoln," A small electronic voice emerged from the vent ducts. He smiled at the voice as a tiny robot dropped from the ceiling into his hand. This was mini Friendbot 2.0. "How can I be of assistance?" Friendbot 2.0 requested.
"I need help going through these documents and checking for inaccuracies, please," Lincoln asked his robot helper.
"Certainly," Friendbot 2.0 agreed before hovering at one of the corners. Lincoln did the same by opening one of the cabinets' drawers. He'll be here for a while. The two spent almost 20 minutes scanning documents, and Lincoln was still in the first drawer. Friendbot breezed through his sections, recording and analyzing the records before floating to Lincoln and picking up the slack.
"I think I found something," Lincoln acknowledged, satisfied that he finally found something. The falsehoods started around . . . 10 years ago! That was when the pandemic happened, but those inaccuracies were minor. Bernie died shortly after a year, with his funeral costs on the record. What they spent wasn't evident during the funeral, with a few hundred up to a small thousands of dollars left over. More expenses were labeled, but Lincoln couldn't find another that linked up. Friendbot searched the internet but didn't find any matches either. Their outrageous expenses accumulated over the years but they took it slow to avoid Sue's ire. Lincoln's blood boiled; they used Bernie's death and several other residents to fuel their spending spree. Do these people have absolutely no shame, the concept of guilt, or a conscience?
"I found something about Alice," Friendbot chimed in, breaking his rage-coated thoughts. Lincoln nodded. "Her grandparents are in critical condition, and her parents are deadbeats. She applied for this job to secure a spot for them. Some documents show that they've been sending her money to cover some of the medical expenses. Furthermore, one of the residents' relatives work in the hospital where her grandparents are," Friendbot elaborated on his search. Lincoln's gaze darkened about the information. They used their late colleague's death to cover their frivolous spending. Now they're using someone's desperate situation to cover their tracks.
"Scumbags," Lincoln growled softly, closing the cabinet as his knuckles turned white.
"I agree," Friendbot repeated his thought process. The two surveyed their surroundings again before exiting like they were never there.
Lincoln had the day off. He used the time to structure his notes for the report. They have everything that they need. Sue provided the identities of the involved residents and employees and some of their background information. All they have to do is wait and send the information to Schnoffer. He stretched his arms above his head to release the tension in his muscles and joints.
"Time to take a break," Lincoln muttered, gazing at his mini-fridge. He cracked open a can of Peach Bubbly. The snow-haired man used his time to catch up on his shows and comics. He opened his phone, scrolled through his gallery, and stopped at Sue's photos. His eyes glanced at his crotch. "Should I?" Lincoln contemplated his decision. "Ah fuck it, I will. She gave it to me anyways," He shrugged, hopping on his bed and removing his orange shorts.
"Lincoln, I need you to work the night . . . shift," Sue interrupted, barging into his room with her demands. Her voice slowed when viewing his position. Lincoln was on his back, staring at his phone, likely porn or the pictures she sent him. His shorts and underwear were on the ground, revealing his savory cock to the open temperate air while his hand grasped it. "Nice cock, Loud," Her smile widened as she closed the door behind her.
"Thanks," Lincoln replied, giving his cock a few gentle strokes to keep himself erect.
Sue sat on his bed. "Do you need some help?" She coaxed, traveling her finger up his thigh and to his firm stomach. "Remember what I told you. Young, hung, and full of cum," She recanted her earlier statements.
"How are you going to get it out of me?" Lincoln challenged, wiggling his phallus around to taunt and tease her. He's full of cum, alright, but Nana Gayle helps him out. Although that's for another story. I'm making this a trilogy while branching off a bit in the multiverse to create an overarching saga. This is the villain Lincoln or Lincoln NTR adventures where Lincoln is Mr. Steal Yo Girl.
"Whatever gets you going," Sue replied with a casual rise of her shoulders. She had tons of experience. "Some are fine with my hands, mouth, or breasts," The veteran nurse explained as she unbuttoned her top. "Others liked my ass or my feet. That guy was weird," She continued with a shudder. "Or they have me watch them until they're done with some teasing," Sue confirmed after giving him a list of options. Many male residents were okay with voyeurism as she just watched them while showing them some skin. It keeps them contained and out of trouble.
"I want to see if you can jerk me off better than I can," Lincoln boasted with a smirk, spreading his legs and resting his hands behind his head like it's a casual day on the beach. Sue had one as well. She enjoyed the challenge he brought up.
"Alright," Sue purred excitedly while getting between his legs. "I got my work cut out for me," She leered at his man meat. It's been quite some time since Sue had a juicy piece of dick before her. Definitely better than the saggy old man's cocks. She spat into her hands.
"No baby oil?" Lincoln asked as she rubbed her hands.
"I do have some, but I want a challenge and do it as if I was a horny young man," Sue revealed, getting herself in the zone. "Ready?" She asked, her hands partly slick and warm. He nodded. "Good," Her eyelids lowered as she grabbed his member.
"Oh shit," Lincoln gasped, heaving his chest up. Sue was stroking his cock in a smooth corkscrew fashion. Her firm grip was loose, allowing her hand to easily glide across his shaft but tight enough to keep the pressure on. She swapped between teasing his sensitive head and tender balls. A trickle of precum leaked from Lincoln's tip, invoking a cocky grin on her face.
"What's wrong, Loud?" Sue teased, pulling his dick taut. It shook and leaked into her palms.
"Nothing," Lincoln shot back with an arrogant grin as well. He slowly heaved as his sperm churned in his tightening balls. "Is that the best you can do?"
"That's the game you want to play?" Sue remarked, raising an intrigued brow. He shrugged with a grin. "Fine," Her smile expanded, releasing her breasts from their clothy prison. She squirted some baby oil on her chest, allowing it to glisten. "I know you've been eying these for years, so you're going to enjoy this," Sue declared, rubbing her mounds to get every centimeter coated. She smothered his throbbing cock between her peaks, smiling while she massaged him.
Lincoln shut his eyes, easing into the bed as he melted into the slick warm sensation. "Fuck," He moaned, succumbing to Sue's skillful motions.
"Told ya, you're going to enjoy this. Now lay there and take it," The head nurse articulated in a prideful tone with narrowed eyes. Sue's tongue swirled and tasted Lincoln's second head. His flavor was robust and mouthwatering, better than other residents and encounters. No wonder his parents had eleven kids. Spittle escaped the edges of her mouth as she sucked him like a pacifier. Lincoln's toes curled at the aggressive suction, and she bobbed her head along her heavy mammaries. The slippery baby oil and the warmth of her mouth and chest created an electrifying tingle in his nerves.
"Oh, just like that," Lincoln moaned, his hips thrust upwards, to Sue's surprise. "Shit, sorry,"
"Don't worry about it," Sue consoled, easing his worries. "I could only take it so deep like this unless you want to change positions,"
"Like fucking your face," Lincoln questioned.
"Yes," Sue agreed. Her heart skipped as Lincoln pounced on her. She didn't complain or resist as Lincoln swapped their positions. Sue was on her back while he was on her chest, his cock still sandwiched between her cleavage. "Give it to me, big boy," Her maw opened, ready for a pounding and some of that creamy filling. Lincoln lunged his cock into her mouth. Sue's breasts covered most of his mast, but enough remained of her tongue to savor his cock. His growls, grunts, and groans were deep and bounced off the walls as he rocked on the bed. Her mouth sucked him, dragging Lincoln's cock deeper into her velvet throat. Both peered into the other's eyes in a silent battle of dominance, coaxing and challenging the other to plunge headfirst into their carnal urges. Sue's honey pot leaked as her hand dug in to stir it. However, she wasn't transfixed on being a dead fish. That concept never sat well with her due to being raised on discipline and hard work. Sue's other hand grasps Lincoln's ass, smiling at his sudden yelp. She moaned at how soft yet firm it was when she got another idea.
"Hey, Lincoln," Sue called in a muffled tone. He stopped mid-stroke to listen as he heaved. The room was filled with their primal and carnal musk. "Do you want to try something?" She asked, trailing the outside of his rectum with her still-oily fingers.
Lincoln shuddered and tingled at her delicate movements. "Okay," He agreed with a soft moan. She smiled. Lincoln gasped; his features glowed a pale pink as Sue's oily fingers slid into his opening.
"Now, where is it? " Sue wondered internally, searching for his prostate. Lincoln's in his early twenties and has nothing to fear regarding prostate cancer. Better to be safe than sorry. Oh found it! She pressed his button, causing him to squeak and groan in pleasure. His pre-cum cascaded down her gullet, smirking at the familiar rumble in his cock.
"Fuck I'm going to cum," Lincoln groaned as his climax steadily approached.
"Do it in my mouth, Lincoln," Sue demanded, tightening her mouth and throat to suck him deeper while her finger applied more pressure on his prostate. He obliged; his thrusts grew more forceful, plunging deeper into her throat. Sue pleasured herself as he did, her free hand inserting several fingers into her glistening cunt. Sloppy noises and guttural grunts bounced off the walls, and a pungent musk smothered the room.
"Oh shit," Lincoln announced with a final thrust, his member throbbing in her throat, releasing his creamy breeding essence. The head nurse guzzled it all with his balls firmly planted on her chin. Both stayed for a few seconds before Lincoln rolled with a semi-flaccid cock.
"Fuck that was a good one," Sue panted with labored breaths, licking her lips as she lay there. "You were pretty thick too, just how I like it," She praised, wiping the spittle with the back of her hand. He tasted sweet, with a mild tingle on her tongue. Her eyes glimmered, and her smile widened as she watched him catch his breath. Bet those college girls can't that?
"You're . . . welcome," Lincoln replied between breathes. Holy shit, that was an intense orgasm. Sue's eyebrow raised in interest at his cock. She slid over, placing his dick back into her mouth. Lincoln's toes curled with a twitching eye at the suction.
"All clean," Sue said with a pop. She cleans herself and Lincoln with a few moist towelettes. Her uniform was re-established. All evidence of their affair was either in the trash or her mouth. Her hand rested on the doorknob. "Don't hesitate to call me again once this is all over. We need some youth over here," She offered, glancing over her shoulder as she exited the room.
Ah . . . the night shift. Those things fucking sucked, but it has their merits. Sunset Canyon is remarkably silent during these hours, likely to avoid Sue's wrath. Residents are still active and entertained by provided amenities or in their rooms. The moon reign supreme in the starry night sky. Some might still be awake. Lincoln told himself, stretching his arms above his head. His elbows popped, releasing any tension in his joints. He's been at the front desk since 4pm, and it's almost 10pm now. Everything's ready to go to bust Scoots and her gang. He submitted his report days ago. Now they all have to wait until Schoffner arrives.
"Hey, Lincoln," Alice smiled as she walked around the front desk.
"Hey, Alice," Lincoln replied, logging out while she clocked in. The tension in her shoulders eased along with that panicked desperation in her eyes. Sue had a chat with Alice earlier in the week. Alice confessed to everything, allowing them to add more charges against Scoot's group. "Have a goodnight," He got up from the desk, taking his items with him.
"Have a goodnight, and thank you, Lincoln," Alice smiled with gentle appreciation. Lincoln returned the smile, placing a finger on his lips. Can't risk them hearing their conversation. She repeated the action and logged into her computer without a weighing conscience.
Lincoln made his rounds throughout the retirement home when he passed by a door. He paused. Music? And moaning? Okay, lots of moaning! His face reddened as he stepped away. The residents are having an orgy.
Sue came from one of the corners while making her rounds as well. "Yep, this isn't the first time they've done something like this," She rolled her eyes, gesturing to the door. The sensual elderly moaning increased as they stood in front of it. The two shared a glance. "Do you want to?""Sue motioned her finger, gesturing between them
"With them?!" Lincoln exclaimed with expanded eyes, pointing at the room.
"No, I meant you and me," Sue retorted, dismissing any notions of joining that party. A grin formed on her face. "But I won't be surprised if they want a piece of you, too," She closed the gap between them."They've seen that monster in your swim trunks and want a taste," The head nurse recalled, rubbing Lincoln's crotch. "Want me to make you fucking cum or what?" Sue demanded, crossing her arms as she awaited his decision.
"Ah fuck it," Lincoln agreed with shrugged before a grin formed on his face. She matched his expression. "Come here, you grouchy bitch," He bubbled, grabbing her waist and pulling her in. She didn't resist, snaking her arms around his neck. Their lips slammed. Movies have always depicted kissing as a soft, sensual, and romantic experience. A bonding moment between two lovers after tremendous effort. Not this time.
This kiss was raw and primal, fueled by carnal urges for reproduction and stimulus. There's no romantic love between these two. They only wanted to fuck each other. Tongues swirled, devouring their other's taste while their hands roamed their bodies. His hands pulled up her dress skirt, revealing her plump derriere covered by simple panties to the world and kneading it like dough.
"Shit, you went straight for it," Sue gasped with a beam as Lincoln's hand spread her ass so firmly that her lower lips opened.
"Oh, you haven't seen anything yet," Lincoln bragged right when he rotated, putting her against the wall. He knelt, removing her panties to the side, and plunged his deft tongue into her fuzzy honey pot.
"Oh fuck, that's the spot," Sue moaned, biting her lip as his tongue snaked and sampled her juices. She grabbed his head, pushing him deeper into her snatch. Fuck, it's been too long since someone ate her out. Her common sense crashed into the rational section of her brain. "Oh shit, wait, not here," Sue pushed him and pulled down her shirt. He stood, wiping his mouth. She grabbed his hand. "Let's go to my office," She instructed, tugging him with haste in their steps. The two entered her office, locking the door behind them. Sue presented herself on the desk, teasing Lincoln with her hump by slowly shaking it. "Alright, you can finish what you started or balls deep. You can finish anywhere. Dealer's choice," The head nurse bargained with him, lifting her shirt and moving her underwear to the side.
"I'm hungry, so I'll finish my meal," Lincoln declared, kneeling and spreading her lips further.
"Well, you have a full-course meal," Sue taunted, shaking it before his face. "So get to it," She demanded, pushing her butt against his handsome face. Lincoln didn't protest, immersing himself in his task. His hands grasped her cheeks, parting for easier access. Sue moaned and reveled from his tongue, discovering tender spots. Deep moans and frequent slurping echoed in the room. His cock strained. Her body tingled and tensed as Lincoln's nimble fingers stirred inside her. Shit, he's good at this. Why was Lincoln so good at this?! Sue didn't mind as long as she was enjoying it. "Ah fuck, here it comes," She announced, her climax swiftly approaching. Lincoln braced for it, keeping the same tempo and motions as before. Her legs and body convulsed, flooding Lincoln's mouth with her juices. He swallowed it all in steady gulps.
"Ahh~," Lincoln sighed; his face was sticky.
"Oh man, fuck that was . . .," Sue heaved, using this break to cover. It's been years since she came like that.
"We're not done here," Lincoln replied, dropping his pants, allowing the crisp air to galvanize his throbbing cock. Her heart fluttered at the weight of his cock on her ass. "You said that I finish anywhere, right?" Lincoln quizzed the woman. His voice was enchantingly low and heavy, teasing her ears with his warm, soft breath.
"Yes," Sue agreed, parting her legs wider for him.
"I want fucking cum inside you," Lincoln commanded, the tip caressing her opening. His other hand clutched her waist.
"Then do it," Sue challenged, using her hands to expand his access into her canals. He did. Lincoln's cocked rammed her vagina, showing it no mercy. Perhaps this was payback from all those years ago. Sue didn't mind it. Her ass had enough cushion to blunt his pounding. Juices leaked onto the floor. Their grunts became lower and hot with each thrust; Sue remained transfixed on the desk enabling Lincoln to ravage her sex organ. "Ah!" She yelped as his hand struck her ass, making it ripple. "Fuck just let that!" Sue requested more of the tingling pain in her butt. She's been dominant her entire life, but sometimes it's enlightening to surrender control. Lincoln's palm created a faint red handprint on her skin. It made her wetter and engulf his cock even more as she was being fuck like a dog in heat.
"I'm getting close," Lincoln warned, experiencing that oh-so-familiar throbbing in his full balls.
"Do it; I fucking love the feeling," Sue accepted, urging him to go wild and release everything inside her. Both roared, unleashing their orgasms. Sue tightened and pulsed on his cock while Lincoln flooded her canal with his steamy viscous cream. They spent mildly trembling from their powerful climax, with Sue on her tiptoes and Lincoln resting on her back.
He eased out of her clingy pussy. "Shit," Lincoln sighed with sweat forming on his brow.
"Yep," Sue heaved, turning around to face him as his cum flowed out of her. She took a few stabilizing breathes to ease her thundering heart.
"Hey, I got another one in me," Lincoln craved more. Sue's eyes brightened at his still-erect cock. She smiled, hopping back on the desk.
"My cunt is still hungry, so feed it," Sue beckoned him to return to her creamy glistening pussy. Lincoln flashed a feral smile, pouncing on her with her flabby legs on his shoulders. They spent a considerable time fucking in that room until the two were filled and empty, and the room STANK. Schoffner was arriving in the morning or afternoon. This was a farewell party unless they continued whenever he visited his grandparents.
Lincoln wobbled back to his room after putting back on his clothes. His testicles were flat and aching, but fuck, it was worth it. Sue exited the room shortly after, her gullet bursting with his seed. Holy shit, how much did he have in him? She dwindled as much evidence as she could with wipes and air fresheners. It reeked of their sexual musk. Sue shrugged, locking the door to head home for the night.
Sunset Canyon will have some new openings soon.
Today's the day. Lincoln stood at Sunset Canyon's entrance like blank-faced sentential in the morning. The sun warmed his skin as some of the early bird residents. However, Scoots and her group are going to have a rude awakening. Lincoln checked his watch, smiling at the approaching police cars with a paddy wagon at the rear. He waved at them.
"Morning," Lincoln greeted Officer Schoffner exiting her car.
"Morning," Schoffner answered with a coffee cup and frosted donut in her hands. More officers exited their cars with a few federal agents assigned to them.
"They're having breakfast," Lincoln informed the police squad, gesturing for them to enter.
"Ready, everyone," Schoffner broadcasted to her squad.
"Yes, ma'am," They responded earnestly. Lincoln and Schoffner nodded before marching inside the retirement home. Some went in the back to cover any escape routes. The police's appearance startled the residents, but Lincoln eased their worries as they continued their card games and watched their programs. However, some weren't as content and attempted to run for it. Although, there's an issue with their desperate escape. Where are they going to escape to? Their advanced age dwindled their physical capabilities either on medication or had walking assistance. Plus, the bus stop is on the other side.
"Stop right there; we have a warrant," An officer yelled while following them. The group split into groups, prowling down the halls using the information provided to search for their targets. Knocking on doors and slapping handcuffs on people. Gossip filled the hallways, wondering what was going on as residents and employees were being hauled away.
"Let me go, you cock sucking pigs!" Scoots unleashed a tirade of profanity while escorted away. She attempted to wiggle out of their grasp. Tyler was also in cuff with his head low, along with others.
"Scoots have been charged with embezzlement, fraud, and intimidating a witness," An officer rolled off the charges. The hall gasped at the charges. "Also, your involvement in the death of Seymour," More residents yelled and cursed at the woman. She had something to do with Seymour's death? Bernie's eyes swelled with tears as Albert comforted his friend. The officers read them their Miranda rights as federal agents carried boxes into their vehicles.
Everything settled down once the criminals were escorted off the premises. "Great work, you two," Schoffner thanked Lincoln and Sue for their efforts. Another officer was talking with Alice and took her in for questioning. "I'll see you later," She took her leave.
"Well, I'll go pack up," Lincoln mentioned now that his work was down. Sue nodded. Both wanted one last meeting, but the chain of command is currently a mess. She needed to post openings for new workers, residents, and the board. Lincoln kept his smile until Sue went into another hallway, helping officers in their search. He lost his smile, opting for a cold vacant expression.
Where is she?
His calculating sapphire eyes scanned the area for his prey. There she is…Nana Gayle. She's with his grandparents and Bernie. Lincoln reached into his pocket and flipped a switch. Gayle had to stifle a moan from the sudden vibration in her loins. She clutched her thighs together to stop it. Still, Lincoln gradually and cruelly increased it before plummeting the force to manageable levels. Her face was an embarrassed scarlet. She met Lincoln's gaze; it was potent and savage, filled with insidious malice and planning. Lincoln gestured to her to follow him. She did. They went to his room; goosebumps and shivers occupied her body as they entered. He closed the door and sat on his bed.
Gayle went to her knees, transfixed on this bizarre and dominating aura. The sweet boy was no more, at least for now. She raised her skirt, revealing her mature plump ass to him. Lincoln observed as Gayle unzipped his pants as he increased the vibration on the Lovense. She knew what to do. He didn't have to tell her anything as Gayle's warm mouth engulfed his cock again.
He checked his list and marked Gayle off it. Who's next?
Clyde: Haiku, Nana Gayle, Chole
Rusty: Polly and Katherine Morgan
Liam: Tabby, Hattie & Mee Maw
Zach: Elizabeth, Giggles & Renee
Lincoln nodded; he was making steady progress in his plan. (I'm debating if I want to add Stella to this)
This plan was years in the making, and now it's his time to strike against those traitors. He can't directly harm them as it's been years. But he can hurt them indirectly. What did Lincoln's friend do to him for such a reaction?
That's another story.
"Oh, this looks quite promising," Lisa acknowledged, adjusting her glasses at the screen. An over-arching plot with some revenge involved.
"Yes, this is a branching universe either the MILF or Villian Lincoln aka Netori Lincoln. He's plotting revenge against his former friend group," ISSAC informed the scientist. Lisa raised her brow. Revenge?
"What for?" She asked, wondering what could've happened.
"No clue. Some of his sisters were proposed as a branching universe," ISSAC answered, going to the multiverse and observing various possibilities.
"So Lincoln would be Grouse's grandchild or something," Lisa predicted as the realities dashed across the screen.
"Correct and apparently the Chole chapter is the evilest Lincoln that the author is creating," ISSAC.
"Mhm that's concerning and interesting," Lisa answered with a grin, waiting for the next viewing.