rewrite of an old fic
Lincoln Loud crouched behind the kitchen counter, with a racing heart and a nervous tremble in his muscles.
Those feelings battled alongside the growing lust that bloomed deep within Lincoln's lower belly. Spotting his target, Lincoln greedily traced the curve of her thicc ass in her tight-fitting yellow dress...
He knew that he shouldn't of been staring. If she found out, she would most likely think he was a perv, or creep and probably tell his parents.
However, the way her hips moved hypnotized Lincoln, drawing his attention to her ass. The plump mounds jiggled temptingly, making Lincoln bite the inside of his lips.
Below his dick was rock hard and rubbing mercilessly against his zipper. Lincoln wished he could get a great big handful of that thicc ass.
He had the urge to rub and squeeze both of the teen's rounded ass cheeks... if she only would let him.
As a realistic person, Lincoln knew that the age difference between the two of them alone would make him nearly invisible to her.
The brunette finally stood up straight, now holding a package of animal crackers, almost catching Lincoln in the process. Moving carefully, Lincoln continued to admire the new babysitter from afar.
She was a tall, curvaceous young woman with fair skin. Her short brown hair was loose around her face and shoulders, framing a heart-shaped face with dark eyes and full, pouty lips.
The teen had a pair of white sunglasses and pulled her hair back. She wore small black earrings, and a small black jacket on top of a skin-tight orange dress. Completing the look with a small pair of sexy black boots.
Her name was Belle, if Lincoln remembered correctly, when they were first introduced, Lincoln had to fight the urge to just stare and babble incoherently.
Belle was babysitting for her parents while they looked at colleges with Lori and Leni. Depending on how the next few days went, she could be replacing Lori as a babysitter for them on the weekends.
With this in mind, Lincoln tried to play it cool at first...but Belle was absolutely smoking hot.
She also happened to have Lincoln's fantasy body type, perky B-cup breasts with a slim waist and a nice, fat ass. While only being twelve, Lincoln started noticing girls around him almost a year ago.
With the onset of puberty came the pull, if he noticed a nice pair of boobs or if he saw a particularly thicc ass.
It was difficult because most girls in his class were still kinda flat and noddly looking. Making it difficult for Lincoln.
He, himself was drawn to the soft curves of older girls, like Ronnie Ann's cousin Carlota or even Mrs Johnson if he was feeling desperate enough.
"Exactly, what are you doing hiding?" Lucy asked out of nowhere.
Lincoln almost screamed, as he jumped back a step to scowl at Lucy and said, "Do you have to do that?"
The little goth gave him a blank stare, "Yes".
Feeling annoyed, Lincoln rolled his eyes at Lucy: "Don't you have something better to do than to stalk me?"
Lucy flashed him a sharp smile, " like the way, you're stalking Belle"?
Lincoln winced at the accusation, but did nothing to argue his innocence. That had just been what he'd been doing, after all...
Lucy continued speaking, "Sigh, it would be a shame if this got out... However, if someone were to help you cover, then the others would be none the wiser, and your reputation would be safe."
Groaning, Lincoln eyed Lucy warily; if the goth could be trusted, her proposition could come in handy. Lucy had him, and she had him good too.
" Fine...But don't forget who's in charge. Not to be rude, but what exactly do you get out of this deal, Lucy?" Lincoln asked.
Lucy let out a long sigh, "I'm in need of inspiration. My bleak existence requires new ideas for my writing. If I cover for you, I expect at least two weekends of poetry workshops."
While he loved Lucy, two whole weekends of helping her with her awful poems sounded like a death sentence...
However, the thought of Belle made Lincoln's blush reappear, and a new sense of conviction filled him.
