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>"Oh yeah, these totally make you look thug-stylish!"
>Leni, ever the fashion expert, had insisted on fitting Luna with a sleek and modern track suit, making Luna look the part of a girl rapper was her way of supporting her sister
>Luna turned and looked at herself in the mirror, the track pants hugged her lithe figure. Although she could use a little more junk-in-the-trunk, that way she'd almost look like!-
>She stopped herself just short of comparing herself to that blemish-free piece of fine ebony ass.
>Normally her freckles brought her alot of joy, but she couldn't help but wonder what shed look like with smooth, shiny, dark chocolate skin. From her lips to her wais, everything would look so lush....
>Leni tightening the waist too much snapped her out of her daydream
>"You know Luna, you should wipe that drool from your mouth, Lori said its TOTALLY not a good look when I have some dripping."

>The next day it was back to the stage in the Blouds backyard
>It looked like some work had been done as it looked very professional.
>Curtains, a backstage area, scaffolding for lights, it had the works
>Lori wondered if they had a permit for that
>Although the flooring was stained white from an encore performance Bluan did for Lincoln
>Needless to say the Loud girls were not invited to that showing.
>There was quite a buzz and a crowd from the Bloud's girl cousins attending this showing, prepared to support their sister, not that she needed it.
>The lights were dimmed as the talent prepared backstage
>The stars shone nicely in the sky, thought Lana, from her perch on the scaffolding, about to commit some devious acts.
>No one could see her up there, or hear her thanks to the thick curtains
>Her walkie cracked with static. "LANS, ARE YOU THERE?"
>"Im here and ready Lynn!"
>The two had, unbeknownst to the other sisters" decided to take matters into their own hands and make sure their sister had every advantage possible in this rap battle
>Namely, sabotaging Bluna's microphone and also messing with the lights during her performance.
>Thats why Lana was sitting 20 feet in the air
>The small overall-clad girl pulled a wrench out of her pocket and got to work on the light fixture.
>"Yup jus' gotta make sure this ol thing isn't working like a dream" she said to herself
>"So you wanna play dirty huh?"
>Lana whipped around at the sound of the voice
>Out of the shadows on the other end of the scaffolding stepped a dark skinned girl with pigtails.
>While she stood there menacingly in her overalls(nice overalls, Lana thought), Lana realized she had seen her with the other Bloud sisters before
>Uh-Oh
>"Well, as it happens, i'm kinda an expert at playing dirty" she said, rolling her already short sleeves up and whipping out a hammer.
>Lana steeled herself and dashed at the girl
>They swung wildly at each other, trying their best to maim or at least seriously bruise the other girl
>Lana managed to get behind the black girl quickly and went to choke her out with the wrench
>Blana giggled and, faster than you could blink, thrust her overall-straining booty backwards and sent Lana soaring.
>The young blonde fell behind the whole stage, conveniently in a huge pile of mud, but she was out of energy and definitely not completing her mission.
>Lynn watched the whole thing unfold from behind a bush
>She knew it was up to her now
>"Lucky jockstrap don't fail me now!"
>She tightened her grip on the baseball she held and winded up
>Her target was BLuna's microphone, 50 feet away, but no problem for the young athlete.
>If she couldn't rap, theres no way she could win.
>FWOOOM
>The ball ripped through the air at a breakneck speed
>She smiled, that pitch was sure to catch a talent scout's eye
>Just before it collided with the mic, a hand thrust out from behind a locker and snagged the ball out of mid-air
>Lynn gasped
>A curvy, yet muscular, figure stepped out, casually tossing the ball up and catching it
>"It looks like you dropped the ball girl." she said with a smirk
>A muffled "ha, get it!" echoed from far in the distance
>Blynn took the ball and set it between her two thighs
>And without so much as a strain on her face, crushed it to little pieces
>Lynn sprinted away, she would need to train for this
>Blana slid down a supporting pole and rushed over to Blynn
>"You'll never guessed who I caught trying to mess up sis's performance"
>They shared their encounters and decided to pay the Loud's back for their trickery

>Chunk strolled along the moonlit path, occasionally puffing on his cigarette
>How had his life come to this?
>He was 32 years old, an alcoholic trying to get his life back together
>He mostly made money as a groupie, moving music equipment to and from shows for people
>His best customer was Luna loud, although he barely charged her due to their friendship
>And if his life couldn't be worse, he just spent the last week being taught by the local gas-station owner how to beat-box in order to help a 15 year old girl win a rap battle
>He leaned back on the chain-link fence and wondered what new low his life would hit next
>He didn't have to wonder for long though, as two black girl snuck up on him and beat the everloving shit out of poor, defenseless, Chunk.

>Lincoln's dong slipped out of Bluna's mouth with a loud pop
>"W-why do you have to do this right before the show" he gasped, out of breath, his white hair matted with sweat
>"And even worse, this dressing room is RIGHT next to Luna's! She might hear us"
>Luna could absolutely hear them, as she sat against the wall, ears open and panties slightly wet for some weird reason
>"Like I said my snowcone, a mouthful of your batter soothes my throat and makes sure I don't get an awful raspy voice like your sister from all the singing."
>She quickly went back to sliding her wet lips along his shaft, looking to coax even more spunk from the young boy's balls

>The show was minutes away from starting, and Luna still had no idea where chunk was
>She would have to do it alone, for her sister and brothers sake
>But first she needed another pair of panties, hers were threatening to spill into her trackpants

>Blori stepped on stage with a big smile
>"Ladies and Lincoln, give it up for Full Bluna and....little miss skinny and pasty I guess"
>"Oi, it's Deepest Purple!" Luna shouted from backstage, she couldn'y believe that black girl forgot her Rap name
>Luna nervously walked out from one side of the curtains while BLuna sauntered out seductively from the other end.
>Standing near each other, one could really see the massive difference in bust and hip size between te two
>On one hand Luna's track top fit her petite body well, (thanks to Leni) but a mountain of squishy cocoa cleavage had everyone staring at the black bombshell.

>Bluna took no time to bust out into some verses, Luna just tuned her out, waiting for a break in the lines so she could step in with a hot verse
>She did pick up a little of the rap hwoever

>"No otha boy can stretch my hole"
>"Not like my boy with the snowy white hair"
>"When he slides up in with that monster pole"
>"I stand no chance, it really ain't no fair"

>Luna quickly shot back with bars of her own.

>"I cant understand all that mumble!"
>"You say you girls are from the hood"
>"But you belong in a jungle"
>"Not swinging from Lincoln's wood!"

>The crowd of black girls started to boo but the Loud girls saw it coming and started cheering
>Bluna looked slyly over at the short-haired whtie girl
>She hadn't thought the girl would be a serious threat
>All she had to do was rap about her and Lincoln making love, or so she thought
>If she didn't fire back soon, her street cred would drop and worse, the Bloud girls might actually lose their little snow-angel
>Only problem was, she hadn't prepared any comebacks or mean lines
>"Curse Lincoln for makin mah brain all lovey-dovey" she thought.
>Mmmm, Lincoln, oh lord could that boy fill her up like nothing else, maybe later that night they could rock the bunk-bed
>She shook her head and snapped herself out of it, she only had one more card up her sleeve
>she covered the ground between her and the lithe white chick with quick, booty-jiggling steps
>And covered Luna's lips in a plump forceful kiss
>While Luna's eyes rolled back into her head, the ebony girl placed Luna's hands on her round butt, the same places Lincoln's hands had been 15 minutes earlier
>As Luna's eyes darted between Bluna's lips smothering her own and the massive ebony rack dwarfing her own meager chest, she started to get overwhelmed
>The final touch was Bluna swooping the punk girl up and resting those dainty white legs on her jutting hips
>"C'mon up here honey"
>Luna melted, it was too much, she couldn't think straight
>Her thoughts were lost in those chocolate tits and lips
>As Bluna broke the kiss and went to set her down, Luna spoke
>"B-but how did you know I liked girls dude?"
>The black girl, now towering over her, chuckled sweetly
>"I didn't, but no white person, boy or girl, can resist a thick black girl."
>Luna fainted, unable to go on
>3 sisters down, 7 to go
>"Oh yeaaahh lincoln, you do that sooo good" "Cmon my little snow angel, give me some nice. long. strokes
>"Oh lord that hits the spot, white boy you can work some magic!"
>Lincoln was sitting on Blori's bed in pajamas, brushing BLori's and Bleni's hair, trying to be quiet so that-
>"Wow! You got lincoln to brush your hair? I'm Next!" shouted Blola as she door flung open.
>Pretty soon a line formed from the oldest girls' room down the hallway.
>Even the athletic tomboy Blynn couldn't pass up the opportunity to get her shiny jet black braids done.
>"Ya know Lincoln, youre almost as good at brushing hair as you are at fucking my brains out!"
>Bleni had problems censoring herself, but at least they were at home and not at the hairdressers, where Blori always had to make sure Bleni didn't describe Lincoln plunging through her ebony lips to the staff.
>Bleni was quite proud of her lips and the things she could do to lincoln with them.
>Lincoln finally worked through the curls of the older girls ad it was time for whoever was next
>He looked at the clock, 8 pm, it was gonna be a long night
>But that was every night for him at the Bloud house

>Suddenly the ceiling light was blocked out in a black and pink eclipse
>Blola somersaulted through the air to land a little too hard in lincoln's lap
>Luckily the girl had quite some cushion, thankfully saving lincoln's pelvis from further abuse
>She shimmied back and rubbed her back against Lincoln's chest, patiently waiting for him to start
>He started brushing in the way the sisters had taught him, but he couldn't take his eyes off something
>Blola's dress was clinging to her round cheeks, making it almost like she wasn't even wearing a dress
>He would pull the brush through a patch of hair, and the force from the pull would travel down her petite body and make those perky cheeks jiggle
>Lincoln bit his lips, trying to just hold on and get through the hair brushing as fast as possible
>"Mmmm, that feels nice Lincy"
>"Y-yeah, no problem Blola" he gulped nervously
>His pants were getting tighter and nothing seemed to help, he tried to think of aunt ruth but she kept transforming into Brita in his mind.
>"Uh, Blola, I think theres mud in your hair, we're gonna need to use shampoo for this one" "We will be RIGHT back girls!"
>The other girls grumbled quietly and BLola started squabbling with Blana, who else could have gotten that mud there after all?
>Lincoln scooped the small black princess up under his arm and sprinted to the bathroom before his boner was sighted.
>The bathroom was even more tiny and cramped than the one at the Loud house if that was even possible.
>Lincoln shuffled his way around blola to turn on the shower, but not without his Log smacking her booty, making the cheeks wobble back and forth.
>"GASP, ooh Lincy, I seeee now" Lola said just as Lincoln turned the water on to its highest pressure, drowning out their voices to anyone outside
>"Wew, that was close" Lincoln finally relaxed
>But that was only momentarily, as he looked down and saw Blola's fat butt, still swaying back and forth from earlier
>He quickly tried to pull her dress over her head but it got caught on her ample rear.
>Struggling with it, BLola decided to help him out by shaking her body, dislodging the pink garment with force
>With so much pent-up lust he hoisted her into the shower-tub combo
>She was bent over holding onto shower railing as he lied himself up and took the plunge
>And agonizingly stopped, her cheeks and hole providing too great resistance for his log
>"Arrgghh"
>He groaned and almost gave up before he spotted it
>The girl's communal tub of cocoa butter
>Being a family of 11 black girls, they went through the stuff like crazy he had learned.
>They bought the stuff in bulk and the jar was at least double the size of lincoln's head
>He twisted the lid off and stuck his whole arm in, grabbing a huge handful
>Slathering it all over Blola and her oversized globes, Lincoln took aim again
>He slid past her cheeks, past her tight lips, past her opening and right into the warm wet embrace of Blola
>They both sighed in pleasure and slumped over, enjoying the feeling of the overstuffed hole
>They started to really get into it, Lincoln's balls slapping against her thighs and sometimes slipping through to smack her stomach
>The mass of butt made it so that his whole shaft was warm and snug, not just the part in her spasming cunny.
>The tightness was almost excruciating as he plunged deep in her guts, the girl's stomach bulging out obscenely
>By now the steam had filled the entire room, making it difficult to see anything.
>The claps of plump flesh on the boy's hips ensured that there was still some steamy fun happening.
>Blola upped her pace, knowing the other girls would figure out what was up if they took too long
>The riding was becoming too much for our white haired boy to handle as he gripped her booty, holding on for dear life.
>The climax that followed was absurd, with Lincoln and Blola's juices threatening to clog the drain
>Lincoln fell back in bliss with Blola landing on top of him, causing a sliperry thwack to resonate in the tub.
>Blola turned her head and they shared a sweet kiss before getting out of the tub
>They toweled themselves off, put their pajamas back on, and exited the bathroom before anyone suspected anything.
>Lincoln hopped back onto the bed, ready for the next girl
>It was Bluna
>Thank god he thought, the short hair would give him a nice break from the strenuous brushing
>The larger girl reclined on his lap, eager for her own hair to be treated.
>Oh no...thought lincoln
>Shes not wearing any pajama bottoms.