The Moon

>Late.
>Too much to do tomorrow for there to be any reason to wake her up.
>But luckily tonight was on her side.
>Lucy for once isn't holding her seance with Great Great Great Grand Uncle Cornelius Loud.
>There isn't a chemical explosion or bio-hazard coming out of Lisa's room.
>Leni and Lori aren't having a shouting match over who's shirt belongs to who.
>Finally, Lynn can have a good night's rest, undoing her ponytail and tucking in for the night.
>But rest is not on the agenda tonight for one Loud.
>Tonight, someone wants to try something.
>And everyone else is either too young or a boy.
>And Lynn fit the bill, love.

>Lynn stirs from her sleep with a strange sensation.
>Warm and wet.
>She feels a kiss on her stomach.
>Going down her belly button.
>And between her legs.
>While her jersey covered her completely, Lynn never wore underwear with it.
>And right now she regrets her decision to go commando.
>She throws the covers off herself to see what was going on.
>Luna's getting very handsy with her younger sister's raised bare leg.
>Wearing her skull shirt and striped pink & purple panties to go with her white socks.
>Luna's hiking Lynn's jersey up with her right hand to show her flat, yet budding chest.
>Twisting her nipples with the ever so gentle pinch.
>And with her left hand, she's pressing Lynn's inner thigh against her face.
>Giving it a light kiss very close to someplace special.
>Luna notices it twitch when she kisses close to it.

>Red-faced from embarrassment and rage, Lynn sits up gives a sharp inhale to yell at Luna.
>But Luna presses an index finger to her lips with a vixen's smile.
>She tilts her head in Lucy's direction.
>"Don't wanna wake her, do you love?" She whispers with, closing one eye as her smile widens.
>Lynn looks towards Lucy, snoring away on her own bed and cuddling on her bat-shaped pillow.
>Despite trying to train herself to survive any horror movie scenario, Lucy's still a heavy sleeper.
>Lynn winces when Luna starts licking her inner thigh.
>Rubbing Lynn's slit in circles with her fingers.
>Getting her ready.
>Lynn reflexively moves her hands over her mouth to stifle the yelp she was about to let out.
>Noticing this, Luna moves her tongue a little lower.
>And lower.
>Until she's barely grazing edge of Lynn's pussy.

>Lynn falls onto her back again, moaning quietly with the help of one of her hand still covering her mouth.
>She places her other hand on Luna's hair, unsure whether to pull her further in or push her away.
>Luna starts to move her tongue. Just a little to see how Lynn reacts.
>And she's delighted to learn that Lynn squeaks a little when she's stimulated down there.
>Panting heavily, Lynn unconsciously pulls Luna's head in closer.
>"Why...why are you--mmmph!--doing this?"
>Barely able to get a word out between her breathy moans, Lynn's shoulder length hair lays sprawled around her shoulders, as she stares dizzily at the ceiling, slightly sucking on one of her fingers as she pulls Luna in even closer.
>Luna hooks her arms under Lynn's legs, grabbing hold of her hips as she licks deeper, shaking her head faintly to stimulate her more.
>Smacking her lips on Lynn's as she comes up for air before going in again.
>"You taste so good, girl."
>With her shirt already hiked up, Lynn starts rubbing her erect nipple with her now wet fingers.
>"This feels so...so..."
>Luna trails her tongue bit by bit over Lynn's lower lips, pressing her nose onto her clit and rubbing it from side to side.
>Going up from the bottom ever so leisurely until the tip of her tongue is lightly teasing her clit, staring in devillish delight at Lynn's face as she feels Lynn's thighs tighten around her head.
>Seeing her close her eyes and start sighing deeply, still holding onto Luna's head with one hand and gripping the sheets with the other.
>Her right leg resting on Luna's shoulder, letting her feel the fabric of her loose shin-high sports sock on her back.
>Luna smacks her lips on Lynn's, moaning briefly in satisfaction.
>"You like that, love?"

>Luna kept licking. Her feet swinging playfully in the air and a devious little smile on her face as she did.
>Licking circles around Lynn's button. Teasing her to see if she'd beg for more.
>Her head was pulled in.
>Lynn wanted it.
>Luna rolled her tongue slowly along the entrance.
>Savoring the faint sweetness of sweat dripping into every tastebud as she gently brushes Lynn's clit.
>Letting her tongue linger in place.
>Attacking the same spot after learning it's Lynn's weakness.
>She bites her bottom lip and moves Lynn's head around whenever she licks there, breathing in deep and squeaking a little when she does.
>She also liked the feeling of Luna's breath when she licked from bottom to top.
>That's her weak point.
>Attack it.
>Luna starts licking faster.
>And faster.
>Rubbing her thumb over Lynn's clit, flicking it like a light switch.
>She can hear Lynn's breaths getting louder.
>She can feel Lynn's grasp on the back of her head tighten. Along the grip of her legs tightening.
>"You wanna cum, Lynn?"

>She can see Lynn's face straining. Struggling to hold together.
>She nods vigorously.
>"Do it" Luna whispered.
>"Cum. Right here."
>Lynn held her mouth closed with her drool covered hand, an agitated moan escaping.
>"C'mon, girl. I just want a taste."
>With one long, muffled moan, Lynn's eyes roll back as her legs spasm, shivering violently around Luna's head.
>Twitching ferociously as a flood drains out of her, sloppily splashing all over Luna's face.
>Twitching slightly, Lynn drops limp on her bed, panting wearily.
>Wiping her mouth and licking the excess liquid from her fingers, Luna moves close to Lynn, whispering.
>"Let's do this again sometime, love."
>With one last look at a still snoring Lucy, she moves her index finger to her lips again, and slowly climbs off the bed and tiptoes out of the room to go to bed after tucking Lynn in.
>She winks at Lynn's sleeping visage before closing the door.