Lynnderella (Re-Up)

Lincoln looked up from his comic after a knock at the door.
He looked at his clock
Yep, it was about that time
"Come in"
Lynn entered his room, wearing the same maid outfit Lola made her wear when she was blackmailing them all
only this time, she wasn't being forced to wear it
In fact, she had approached him with the idea
He found it a bit odd, but decided do indulge her in exchange for her finding someone else to practice her wrestling moves on
"Is there anything you need cleaned, sir?"
He was still getting used to this version of Lynn
She was humble, quiet... dare he even think it...
submissive
"Yeah, dust my comics," he said shortly.
Normal Lynn would give him a knuckle sandwich for talking to her like that
But this Lynn...
He watched her nod dutifully as she began dusting
Ordinarily, Lynn's clothes left little to nothing to the imagination.
But these clothes were arousing in an entirely different way
Seeing the normally confident, headstrong young girl acting as his servant was strangely attractive to him
On top of that, she had wanted this.
She was done dusting, and turned around.
"Anything else, sir?"
"Pick up and fold my clothes"
She nodded, bending over in front of him to get to work on the pile of clothes
The sight of her toned rear flexing as she bent over brought a rush of blood to his cheeks
and to another region
He had only done this once before with her, and that time was actually a bit of a walk-through of what Lynn wanted
This was game day
before long, she was finished with this chore as well
"Anything else?"
He looked her up and down, a bit of a sneer of disgust across his nose
just like she asked
"Turn around" he ordered
She did as she was told
"Spank yourself"
Lynn looked over her shoulder, worry in her eyes
"B-but sir, I'm just the maid—"
"I didn't ask what you were." Lincoln said coldly
This wasnt like him at all
But if it was what she wanted, he would be a good brother and give it to her
Lynn raised a hand, and smacked herself hard on the rump
He couldnt help but admit he kinda liked it.
She raised her hand for another strike
"That's enough"
Lynn turned back around
"Did I say you could look at me?" Lincoln asked.
It had taken him a lot of practice to perfect being mean, especially to Lynn
But once he'd gotten it down, all he had to do was swallow how uncomfortable it made him feel.
Lynn's eyes quickly studied the ground
"You messed up." Lincoln said
"Now I have to punish you"
Lynn's eyes shot back up to meet his
"What? That was just one little—"
The normal Lynn was trying to resurface
He couldn't have that
"Are you talking back to me?" Lincoln asked calmly
Lynn blushed, closing her mouth and returning her eyes to the ground
"It was going to be five, but now I think ten."
"Ten?!" Lynn snapped
"fifteen?" Lincoln countered, ever calm
Lynn gritted her teeth
"That's what I thought."
Lincoln set his comic down and turned on his bed, his feet dangling off the side
"Take them off" he ordered.
"Please... I'm sorry I forgot, I—"
Lincoln raised an eyebrow
Lynn wisely stopped talking, slowly reaching her hands beneath her frumpy maid dress
Slowly, she slid her panties down,
A frilly, pink set
If lincoln wasn't in character, he'd have laughed
She slowly stepped out of them, her hands seeming to shake as she removed them.
To the untrained eye, they'd think she was afraid
but, she was far from it
She was more than likely wetter than a panamanian jungle
And he knew it
"Lets go," he said.
Lynn stepped out of her shoes and hesitantly climbed onto his bed.
Lincoln waited patiently as she laid herself across his lap.
He pushed the bottom of the dress forward, revealing his target.
Two perfectly white, toned globes awaited him
He knew they wouldn't be white for long
"I want to hear you count,"
He noticed Lynn's ponytail bob in agreement
He raised his hand, and brought it across her ivory cheeks
"One!"
even with all her muscle tone, his strikes still sent ripples across her cheeks
"Two!"
He could feel himself growing beneath her, which was all part of her plan
Even though it seemed like he was in charge, really all of this was Lynn's idea.
Sure, they had always fooled around on the rare occasion they had the house to themselves
But this was more than a quick hump on the couch
This was planned out
"Three!"
he could hear the lust in her voice as the numbers climbed higher
"four!"
By the time he'd finished, Lynn's rump was cherry red
She was panting heavily over his lap
Now came act two
"Look what you did," Lincoln said, moving his hips slightly
She could feel his length pressing against her thigh
A pained shudder escaped her lips
She knew she had caused that, and she knew it was for her
"I-I'm sorry sir, I—"
"Shush." he demanded
Lincoln pushed her further up his bed, spreading her legs a bit int the process as she tried to resist
He noticed a thin, clear stream beginning to run down her leg
"Look at you. You actually enjoyed that, didn't you?"
Lynn looked over her shoulder, her face flushed red with embarrassment
"This was your plan all along, wasnt it?" Lincoln asked quietly
"P-please, I'm just the maid, I never meant to—"
He silenced her by putting each hand on both of her thighs
"If this is what you want, then it's what you'll get."
She could already see the dark spot in his underwear forming at the tip of his member
He was just as primed as she was
Lincoln could feel his sister's body shiver in anticipation
He'd make her wait for it
Just like she wanted
He yanked her towards him as she yelped in surprise
He took one hand and fished his stiff cock out of his underwear
No time to take it off now
He leaned forward while pulling her sweet prize towards him
"I know what you want," he whispered
"I want you to beg for it,"
lynn was trying her best to play the part of the innocent maid
But she was fighting a losing battle against the lust coursing through her lithe body
"No, I just came here to... to"
Lincoln grazed her lips with his cock, knowing that would set her off
She had to have it now
It was only a matter of hearing what he wanted to hear
In a way, she had actually gotten him a bit into the whole roleplaying thing as well
"Say it," he insisted
Her only reply was a throaty moan
Lincoln released a thigh and slowly grabbed her ponytail, giving it a short, sharp tug
"I said, say it!" he whispered harshly in her ear.
at this point, even he was getting tired of holding back
He could feel the heat from her aching flower on the tip of his member, and it was driving him wild
"I..." she began breathlessly
"What was that?" he whispered into her ear before giving it a slight nibble
"Please... I... I want it"
Now he was getting somewhere
"Want what?" he asked again, rolling his hips forward to drag his cock between her cheeks
She groaned, trying desperately to back herself into it, only to have him pull away
"I still dont know what you want." he replied to her pained moans
He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take, let alone her
"I want you to fuck me," she whispered
Lincoln gave her hair another tug to remind her who was calling the shots
"You're just a maid. Why would I ever want to fuck you?"
With a shuddering breath, she replied
"Please... please fuck me,"
Finally, he decided that was enough
He let go of her hair and sat back, both hand reclaiming her thighs
She turned around, eager to finally get her reward
One thing he learned about Lynn since they started all this was that she loved to watch
He could hardly see her freckles for the blush across her face as she waited.
He wouldn't keep her in suspense for long
Lincoln lined up, and slowly filled her
She only watched him begin entering her before she closed her eyes, releasing a lusty moan
Lincoln pulled her thighs back to him as he hilted her
He held it for a moment before leaning forward again
"That's what you wanted, isnt it?"
Lynn wasnt composed enough to answer as he put one hand on each shoulder, her dress still bunched up between them
Slowly he drew out of her, and even slower pushed back in
Lynn had to bury her face in the pillow as she nearly screamed out
After a few more pumps, he began to pick up speed.
Soon, he was full force, his hands tightly gripping her shoulders as he rode her
It was certainly a good thing no one was home, because he was certain the meeting of his pelvis and her butt could be heard well into the hallway, not to mention her occasional squeaks and squeals of pleasure
Soon her cries reached a peak as she balled up her fists into his sheets and let out a series of staccato breaths.
"This is what you wanted, isnt it?" Lincoln asked again
"Uh huh..." Lynn managed to mumble in between thrusts
He knew her
She had just cum, and was riding out the afterglow
He was still on his way up
He could feel her beginning to contract her muscles around his member to help him along
After all, the family wouldn't be gone forever
A few more stokes, and he could feel his stomach begin to tighten.
Then it hit him like a tidal wave. He put his weight on her shoulders, pressing her face and chest into the bed as she raised her ass for him.
he stayed as deep as he could, Lynn rolling her ass in small circles as he emptied himself into her
Breathlessly, and covered in beads of sweat, Lincoln came down from his orgasm.
His cock beginning to wilt, he withdrew from her, flopping beside her
"Elephant," he said
"Oh my god, linc..." Lynn gasped, trying to catch her breath
"That was incredible..." he completed
After laying beside each other for a while, he rolled to face her
"So I guess this is one secret that's just between us?"
"Duh"