A/N: Someone said that this was better than Rosa de la Guadalupe which is high praise in my book, lol. Realistically though, I'm happy a lot of people are enjoying the story so far, you know, minus some (or even all) of endchan, but I'm not doing this for praise anyway. I find the one troll who thinks he knows who I am (or at least pretends to) kind of funny. Most of the old shit I wrote was on 4chan and definitely not for the Loud House, so I don't know if I would get found out. Don't really care either. Also apparently I'm pretentious lol. It's fine, I welcome the hate. It's not the internet if you don't get it. Probably the last time I'll talk about it.
But more so I'm having a lot of fun writing it... surprisingly. A lot of the sex stuff will be slacking up soon though. I mean, the story is still smut essentially, but it's all just to set up the relationships and compare Lincoln's mindset from then to his more accepting one of now, as well as how he interacts with his sisters and how he became who he is today. I'm building up to some stuff, I promise. But first we have to get through the actual
tl;dr: It makes me happy some people find joy in my work and some people don't which is fine too. I've seen endchan so I know where a lot of those rapid fire guest reviews were from, . We've only got a few sister's to get through before we move on to side events, births, and a decision that will alter Lincoln for the actual better.
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Wrestling and dancing have had many cross practitioners over time. In order to do so many separate graceful moves in quick succession required strength and poise that takes time to master. Upper body strength was a must, as was the ability to lift many times your body weight uncomfortably, as well as your own body weight comfortably, and hold it for extended periods of time. So too was the sex life of Lynn and Lincoln Loud. Lynn would often start, holding her much larger brother in a leglock, rapidly thrusting against him until he could get his footing. She would soon be on her back with him in a dominant position. Several sprawls and positional changes. All of his sisters were passionate in their manner of love making, but if anyone could out do Lucy for the title of, 'dangerous in bed,' it was Lynn. Where as Lucy loved biting, scratching, and hairpulling, Lynn loved pushing her body to the absolute limit, and her brother was all to happy to oblige.
She was up against the wall now, being supported by her brother's arms in a pseudo full nelson. Her feet were above her head and her brother's hands were at the small of her back, pressing her thighs into the wall utilizing his elbows for extra support as he was driving deep into her. This was her 7th time climaxing since they started. Her perky freckled breasts were a deep shad of red, nipples painfully hard. She was breathing in labored breaths. She was sensitive and sated... but she knew it was far from over.
"U-Uncle!" she screamed, begging mercy from her brother.
"You wanted me to fight, I'm fighting!" he taunted with a grin on his face.
"L-Lincoln! P-please! I-I don't know if I can take anymore!" She gasped for air, mind blanking as her body began trying to fight him fruitlessly.
"What? Is the gold medalist giving up?" He teased as he gently licked her nipple while keeping pace.
"N-NO!" she protested, but only briefly, "A-Alright! You win!"
"Just a couple more seconds, Lynn," he promised as he sucked her nipple with a pop, causing her to begin quivering inside.
"N-Not again!" she begged as she felt her climax build.
Her body was fully flush now and her rapidly flexing vaginal walls was enough to finally end her torment. Lincoln finished, coating her insides with his seed, and both collapsed to the ground. Lynn was an exhausted hoarse mess, gasping for breath as her brother lay across her. Her world was hazy, but she was satisfied. She felt as if she was flying... before she realized that an exhausted Lincoln was carrying her to the bed. They both collapsed on the bed and sleep soon found them for a much needed afternoon nap as Lincoln gently touched the cheek of the mush of a woman laying next to him.
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Lincoln was laying in the dark next to his older sister. The situation's surrounding the previous two experiences made him weary of the circumstances, but he was certain he was just paranoid... right? He felt as Lynn wrapped her arms around him gently, causing him to begin shaking.
"Hey, Linc?"
He jumped when she said his name, "Y-yeah, Lynn?"
"Do you ever think about... you know... when we used to share a room?"
Lincoln relaxed a bit after a wave of nostalgia hit him. It had been a little over half a decade since they were separated. He remembered becoming accustomed to being alone over time, but he had to admit it was hard early on. He missed her keeping him up at night, talking about dumb things. He smiled when he thought about all the times they were yelled at for rough housing and breaking things in the room... not like that had really changed. But he had to admit, it felt different when they were both locked in the same room to laugh off their punishment. Then there was a few months where they had snuck into each other's rooms and been scolded. Then he remembered the brief periods they still did that when Lucy and Lynn were fighting. Lynn was usually the first to come to him in situations like that. In hindsight he should've found it strange that it was Lucy who came to him that fateful night... but he was just so happy she wanted to spend time with him again.
"Sometimes," he admitted after mulling it over.
"I think of it all the time... I still think it's dumb," she admitted as she rubbed her face into the back of his neck, "But I guess I kind of understood what our parents meant."
He felt his mouth getting dry, but he nodded, "I mean... we are... we need... privacy? Right?"
"I don't know," She smiled, "I don't do anything I wouldn't want you to see... do you?"
Now that Lynn was here every doubt she had was long gone. Lucy was right, they were absolutely afflicted with the same sickness. Having him in her arms felt more then right... it made her feel complete. She had forgotten the feeling of being this close to him, but it had come rushing back again. This was her little brother... and her first real love.
"I-I... I mean..."
She decided teasing him was the only course of action, she feigned a gasp, "Lincoln! Don't tell me you do... that?!"
"I-I'm a boy for God's sake! I-it's not like I do it all the time..."
"I wouldn't mind thought," she admitted, "We could make it a team sport."
Lincoln tensed up, realizing that his paranoia had been well founded, "L-Lynn... y-you too?"
Lynn nodded against his back, "I'm sorry Lincoln... I know about Lucy... and Lori. I'm a sicko... just like them."
"O-oh..." he began breathing a little harder... as something else got a little harder.
Why was his body reacting like this? Why did his sisters get to him like this? Was he sick too? Would he just give in to Lynn like he had the other two? Why won't his body allow him to fight back? He could tell her to get out. She's less fragile than Lucy... so why wouldn't the words form?
He felt a gentle kiss on the back of his neck, "I'm not going to lie... we both know you don't want any of this. Me and Lucy. But... I'm starting to see what she meant."
"W-what?"
"When I've got you like this," she began kissing up the side of his neck, "I don't think I'll be able to stop myself."
"W-why?" he asked.
She sighed, "I don't know, Lincoln... it's so wrong... but I can't imagine doing it with anyone else. Believe me, I've tried to all day."
He felt as her hands slid across his chest, he felt as she released him and heard as clothes were being removed. He felt her bare chest gently press into his back. He was surprised how soft she was, knowing full well how muscular she was. It was different from Lucy... but still very comfortable. Did he just think his younger sister's naked body was comfortable? Did he just think his older sister's naked body was comfortable?! Before he could have an argument with his hormones in his head he felt something wrap around his manhood causing him to lean his head back against his older sister's breasts in surprise. She moved one of her hands to hold his head back and gently stroke his hair so they could gaze at eachother. He saw her half lidded eyes and a warm smile across her freckled face.
"Hey little bro," she teased as she kissed his forehead, "Want to play that, 'team sport'?"
He tried to protest. He wanted to say no and try to figure out a way to make all this go away. But all he could do was nod. he felt her slide his underware down freeing his erection and repeating the action. She started slowly... gently... as she stroked his manhood she ran her free hand through his hear, taking in the subtle changes in his expressions as she found her pace. She could feel his heartbeat through his back, as he could through her breasts. They we're both beating so fast, but somehow in time with eachother. Lynn tilted his head back further and their lips met for the first time. She was more aggressive than Lucy, running her tongue around his teeth, practically demanding entry into his mouth. He obliged, and the assault truly began. She was sucking on his tongue, attempting to pin it in his mouth, even occasionally biting his upper lip very gently with a coy smile.
He couldn't tell what he should focus on, her hand or her mouth, he was completely mush in his older sister's arms. She was completely in control again. She couldn't help but grin as they separated the kiss.
"Look at you... just earlier today you were throwing me around like nothing," she complimented, "Now I'm back on top."
He said nothing, just stared in her eyes as she continued to work his erection. He felt like Lucy must have conditioned him for this or something. He laid still and allowed her to get a feel for his body. She felt as he began to tense up in her hand and stopped. He looked up at her confused.
She smiled confidently, knowing she was back in charge, "What? You think I'm going to let you waste that?"
She pushed him onto his back and readied herself, he could feel her wetness on the tip of his penis, "L-lynn, wait!"
"No time like the present, Stinkin!" she retorted as she lowered herself on him.
Neither were expecting what the other had to offer. Lynn, having occasionally what's known as a coregasm during intense workouts and physical activity, found little use in self stimulation, so this was the first time she had something inside of her. Lincoln, on the other hand, was unaware of pelvic floor muscles and how much they alter the playing field. While Lucy was naturally tight and Lori was extremely wet, Lynn's muscles gripped him almost tighter than her hand did. It took everything in them both to not scream out in a weird mixture of pain and pleasure. Lynn, gaining pleasure from that type of muscular pain, recovered first and began moving. Lincoln wasn't ready for this sensation and instinctively flexed his legs, thrusting himself into her unconciously. This caused her first real orgasm from penetration which her past couldn't even compare to.
Instead of leaving her weak this lit a fire in her. She wasn't going to let him win, not when she was in control. She began pumping her hips in an effort to force him to cum as she continued her orgasm. Her efforts paid off. The combination of her repeatedly contracting vaginal walls and rapid movements sent him over the edge, coating her insides in his warmth. She finally gave in to her climax and collapsed on top of him.
Lincoln was mortified with the fact he wasn't more disgusted with himself, once again, he wanted to ask why, but he just couldn't muster the strength to question it right now, "You're heavy..."
Lynn responded by biting his chest causing him to squeal, then she laughed and turned around, "Jerk."
At least she wasn't going to change, that fact made him smile briefly, before thinking aloud, "what are we going to do?"
Lynn looked up to the vent, seeing a flash of blue and raven watching them and smiled, "You worry too much Linc. I think we'll be okay... all of us."
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Lynn woke up feeling a gentle rubbing on her thighs and moaned, she didn't even have to turn around, "The massage wasn't really necessary, stinkin," she teased, "but extremely welcome."
Lincoln smiled, "Least I could do after making you submit like that."
"Shut up," she demanded, "You only win because you cheat. There're no walls in a regulation ring."
"Theres a cage in MMA though," Lincoln reminded her.
She gently kicked his thigh, "Don't hit me with technicalities."
He laughed and rubbed down her leg further as she stretched out her arms feeling silky hair next to her, "Gah!" she turned to see Lucy sleeping soundly next to her, "When the hell did she get here?!"
"About an hour ago," he answered with a sigh, "She woke me up by biting my collar bone. She said you owed her and she was going to make me pay for it," he yawned, "I think I'm getting too old to deal with you two like this... my tongue hurts."
"That just means I haven't worked you hard enough. Dang it, I can't believe she used me again!" Lynn looked outside the window to see the sun had set, "How long was I out?"
"About two hours," he answered.
"How long did you have to-"
"About 30 minutes... then and extra 20 after that. I felt your muscles jerking after she passed out, so I started rubbing."
Lynn chuckled, "Lucy must have been pissed."
"You should've seen the black and pink dress Leni forced her to wear."
"Mostly pink?"
She laughed again, "It is Leni."
They spoke like this for a while, a commonality for them after sex. They would gossip about family, tease each other, horseplay, talk about their daughter, and make plans to go to events like Red Wings games, or combat sports, or anything that they would enjoy together. In hindsight it was like he had gained the roommate he had cried about losing all those years ago. But sometimes it made him sad... knowing that he was the next who fell.