Loud Mountain, Chapter 4: Family secrets

Loud Mountain, Chapter 4: Family secrets

Lincoln and Lucy looked on as a pillar of darkness swallowed the wraith before them. A sea of glowing eyes and laughter swirled above them, and as the pillar dispersed, two figures were left in its place.

Lysander and Lyvia stood in front of their descendants with smiles on their faces as they held hands, mirroring the stance of Lincoln and Lucy.

Lysander nodded, “Good to see you figured out a way to clear out the pests, children.”

The other girls looked on in shock and amazement at the spectacle before them.

“It’s good to see you two getting along so well, but you still have a long ways to go before you make this home your own.” Lyvia said with a soft monotone voice.

Lucy began to fall as her knees buckled, but Lincoln caught her and held her close as he kept eye contact with his ancestors.

“Looks like Lucy’s down for the count, you all did very well, we’re all very proud of you.” He chuckled

The two began to fade into the air once more as Lyvia waved goodbye, “Get some rest, we’ll talk again soon.”

As the specters faded, the sky returned to normal and the other ghosts returned from whence they came.

Lori walked over, covered in dust and took Lucy from Lincoln, “I’ll get her back to the manor, you get the others and get meet us back there, we could all use some rest after this.”

Lincoln nodded before rushing over to check the remaining sisters.

Leni was cradling her hand, which looked like it was burned somehow as Lisa poured a random liquid on it. He heard Leni squeak as she winced before looking in amazement as her hand began to smoke. Within less than a minute, the smoke cleared and her hand was back to normal. She pat Lisa on the head before skipping back up to the manor. Lisa had holes in her clothing from splashes of the chemicals from her bombs. She looked like she already used whatever was on Leni on herself, as the skin under the burnt clothes looked pale and soft. She beckoned Lincoln over before placing a spray bottle of blue liquid in his hand.

“If any of the others have injuries less severe than a broken bone, this should fix them up for now. I need a hot bath and to get back to the lab.” She groaned as she rubbed her neck.

Lincoln nodded before looking around for the others.

Luna was talking with Luan as they both reenacted the moves they used during the fight and laughed. Once he got over to then he realized that Luna was topless and glued his eyes to the ground as she turned around.

“Think that spray can fix my threads?” she giggled, loving how cute and awkward her little brother was.

He shook his head as he took his shirt off and held it out to her, “It might be a bit small, but it’s probably better than nothing.

She pushed his hand back into his chest and pushed his chin up to look into her eyes.

She gave a gentle smile and kissed him on the nose.

“Keep ‘em open, love.” She spoke in her fake cockney accent.

She backed away so that he looked at her full frame, her jeans were torn at the knees, her arms were stained with dirt and bruised slightly, but her chest was still mostly clean. He couldn’t look away. He was captivated by the peppering of freckles that ran along her shoulders and above her gentle breasts. She was built so much differently than Lori or Leni, with more modest features that gave her a beauty that was all her own, her arms were skinny as was most of her body with her gently sloping breasts, her slightly dark nipples, her tight stomach, her soft hips that were accompanied by a deep V that ran down into her pants.

She struck a pose and gestured to herself, “There’s no part of THIS that needs to be hidden away, love.”

She giggled at how much he was blushing before putting his shirt back on and watching her walk away, paying attention to how her hips swayed. She looked back one more time and winked before disappearing down the trail.

He was brought back by a hand slapping him on the back; he looked over to see Luan with a huge grin on her face.

“Enjoy the show? I swear that ghost thing was your wingman or something.” She grinned.

Lincoln cleared his throat before looking Luan over, and aside from some dirt, she looked fine.

She put her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side before pulling a hand of cards out of her pocket.

“I was in the back, and I wasn’t making a magic shield, nothing got close to me. Anytime they would get near, I would ghost ‘em before they could do anything.” She giggled.

She put a finger to her bottom lip, “Unless of course you were hoping they managed to rip off my clothes too?” She said with mock shock.

“Like THIS” She yelped as she pulled her shirt open, popping off some of the buttons.

Lincoln looked away, but peeked after a few seconds only to be blasted in the face by water.

He looked up to see Luan had rigged up a flower onto her bra.

She almost fell over laughing as she walked off, “See you back at the manor, perv!”

He dried off his face with his shirt before looking for Lynn.

She was leaning against the barn, blowing on her hands with a pile of bone shards a few feet away.

He walked over to find that her hands were badly burned, with blisters forming on her palms.

She was breathing heavily as Lincoln walked up to her, holding the spray bottle.

He put a hand on her shoulder, and could feel her jerk as she looked up at him. there were tears forming in her defiant eyes as the pain ripped through her. Lincoln held up the bottle, “this should fix it, just hold still and get ready for a slight pinch.

She nodded and screwed her eyes shut; Lincoln pulled off his belt and gave it to her to bite down on as he grabbed one of her wrists. As soon as the liquid hit her burnt skin, he heard her squeak and steam erupt from her palm. He could hear a popping sound along with some sizzling. Within a minute, the steam cleared and her hand looked even better than it did, with her callouses disappearing as well.

He grabbed her other wrist and sprayed it as well, feeling Lynn’s arm tense in his grip and hear her whimper as her hand steamed.

After her hands had recovered, Lynn spat out the belt and hugged her little brother close and buried her face in his shoulder.

He could hear her sniffle and hugged her tight, “It’s okay Lynn, we made it though. I promise we’ll be better prepared if anything like that happens again.”

She looked him in the eyes, “It’s okay, I never did anything like this before. Next time I’ll use a weapon that doesn’t burn my fucking hands.”

He pat her on the back and sent her on the trail before looking back at the pens and houses.

He walked into the large henhouse to find how well made it was on the inside. It was almost like a rookery, with every stall of its four floors having screen windows with shutters and large empty troughs in the back of the building for food and two semicircular rooms on either side of the main building that had roofs similar to the windows of the house and dried up baths that had fountain spouts on them.

In the middle of the ground floor, there was a statue of a chicken with a plaque on it.

“To my beloved Henrietta, grandmother to my feathered friends and friend to all of the farms creatures, may you rest in peace.”

“I guess this was an important place to the family, or at least to Lyvia, maybe Lucy knows something about it.” He mumbled to himself.

A sting in his palm reminded him that he had cut his hand earlier for the rite. He held up the bottle to his hand, and pulled the trigger to feel an icy sensation cover his palm before being replaced with an unusual tingling. It didn’t hurt, but the tingling was uncomfortable, feeling like his veins were vibrating in his hand, causing him to squirm awkwardly.

The steam that erupted from his pores didn’t help either as his hand switched from feeling very cold to very hot. After a few seconds it began to cool down until the steam had cleared and his hand was like new.

He looked back and forth between his hand and the bottle, “I really need to find out how Lisa makes this stuff.”

Back at the manor…

Lola, Lana and Lily were already asleep along with the parents, leaving only Albert and a lone oil lamp in the foyer. He sat on one of the large dark brown upholstered sectional couches that surrounded a series of tables that decorated the open floor with the lamp resting on the table in front of him. He faced the main doors and watched as shadows passed the front windows and went to the back door.

He grabbed the lamp and sprinted through the manor to the back door, easing it open to see what was coming.

When he made out the figure of Lori holding Lucy, he feared for the worst. But, when he saw the little girl’s head shift to look at him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Did everything go okay?” He asked, with a cautious curiosity.

Lori nodded, “Went a well as could be expected, the others should be along shortly. They should be fine since Lisa made a compound in case anything went wrong.”

He spied Lucy’s bloody hand, “And what about her?” he said, carefully eyeing the wound.

“Hm? Oh, Lisa should be by soon to fix her up, she collapsed so I wanted get her back here first.” Lori answered.

Albert nodded knowingly, “Ah, put her up in her room, Once Lisa gets back I’ll send her up to tend to Lucy’s wounds. In the meantime, you should get a bath. There’s a hot pot of cocoa for everyone in the kitchen when you get out.

Lori smiled and nodded before wandering into the darkened manor.

Albert greeted most of the girls similarly, and had to wait for Lincoln after being told by Lisa that he had it. He high-fived Luna as she walked in and rushed up to her room to get some clothes and a shower.

Finally, Lincoln walked along the side of the manor holding a book and a spray bottle. He looked even more tired than the others, and seemed like he might collapse like Lucy.

“You performed the rite, didn’t you?” He concluded, getting only a slow nod from Lincoln in reply.

He put a hand on his grandson’s shoulder, “If I had to guess, that compound takes up some stamina too, I’m impressed you’re still standing. If you go up to your room, there’s a little something for you. I need you to go and fix up Lucy’s hand, there’s something for her too. I think you both have a lot to say to each other after that.”

Lincoln gave him a puzzled look, but nodded again and trudged his way back into the manor.

Albert sighed to himself as he closed and locked the door for the night, “It’s a good thing I made sure Rita and Lynn won’t wake up no matter how much noise those two make tonight. I hope Lysander knows what he’s doing.”

In Lincoln’s room…

The exhaustion was quickly taking over Lincoln’s body as he struggled to take every step. He tossed the book onto a dresser where he saw a small envelope next to a glass. He shuffled over to it, and opened it to find a note and a small glass of iced tea. The note read, “Go forward with renewed energy”

He shrugged before drinking down the gently sweet liquid and flopping onto his bed.

After a few minutes, Lincoln’s tiredness slowly drained away as a cool feeling washed over him. Breathing became easier and he felt refreshed.

With his newfound stamina, he cracked his neck and grabbed Lisa’s spray bottle before wandering back out into the darkened halls.

He reached for Lucy’s door, opening it to find the windows were open and the lamp was blown out.

He could feel the summer air blowing in nicely from the mountainside as pale moonlight shone along the floor, giving a blue illumination to the room.

He walked over to her bed and found her lying still. He leaned down to hear her soft breathing.

He kissed her on the cheek and felt her stir, then suddenly jerk as she drew her hand to her chest.

Lincoln wrapped an arm around her back, bringing her so that she sat up.

“It’s okay Luce, I brought some medicine for that, let me see your hand.” He instructed.

He gave him her hand and he brought the nozzle over her palm before pulling the trigger.

She yelped as the cold hit her bloody hand, then he felt her squirm in his grasp as the steam poured out of her hand.

Once she was healed, they both took a deep breath.

Lincoln rubbed her back, “I’m going to go take a bath, you should to the same, and then we should probably have a chat about…stuff.”

Lucy nodded, “Okay, I’ll get cleaned up, then let’s meet up in the drawing room, I laid down a bunch of fresh pillows and blankets.”

Lincoln got up from her bed and walked back to the door before looking back again, “Let’s make sure there are no secrets after tonight.” He insisted

Later…

As Lincoln walked out of the shower, a plume of steam escaped above him. He took a deep breath as he wandered back to his room, he put on a pair of white basketball shorts and a loose orange shirt before walking to the tea drawing room.


When he arrived, he hesitated at the door, a million thoughts raged in his mind.


“What’s going to happen?”


“What should I tell her?”


“Am I ready for this?”


“Come to think of it, is she?”


His breath began to quicken and he risked hyperventilating when a strange smell touched is nose.


It only took him a moment to recognize it as his heart been to race and his body began to tingle.


“Well, I guess she’s prepared. No point in standing around like an idiot. It’s time”


He knocked lightly twice before carefully opening the door.


He peered inside to find that only a few candles gave very dim light to the room. The lanterns were empty, and the candles sat beneath the chambers of the lanterns that held the strange pink liquid.


He could almost see the wisping trails of pink steam that came off of the lanterns and filled the room, giving a slightly smoky appearance to the place.


In the center of the room was a large pile of pillows laid out in a large circular makeshift bed, covered with burgundy sheets and a large black quilt.


He saw something shifting underneath the blanket and moving towards him.


Suddenly, a pale hand popped out from the basket, inviting him in.


Lincoln crouched down to take her hand in his, he felt her jump little at his grasp before tugging him in closer.


Lincoln shifted himself under the blanket, being swallowed by complete darkness and warmth.


All he could focus on was the feeling of Lucy’s hand in his.


He could feel the blanket shift as she moved closer to him, he looked over to see a faint outline her in the darkness.


His face was drawn to hers as they inched closer to each other.


Her grip on his hand tightened as she could hear her ragged breathing.


She came closer to him until their noses touched, then retreated back into the darkness.


They both let out a heavy sigh, partially of relief and partially of exasperation.


He knew she wanted to keep going as she drew closer to him once more.


He reciprocated, shifting closer to his little sister, and stopped once he could feel her warm breath on him.


She rested her forehead against his and stayed there for a moment.


Lincoln took a deep breath to take in the lavender perfume that she was wearing.


She was really putting effort into tonight, making sure she was the only thing on his mind.


He was pulled from his thoughts from a whimper as Lucy began to shake before retreating once more.


She let go of his hand and disappeared from view.


He began to panic.


“Shit, should I have done something?”


“Did she leave?”


“Where is she?”


He started to move when a hand grabbed his arm.


He laid back down and breathed deeply. The potion was really taking a toll on him, making is member swell and strain against his shorts as he felt his balls were going to explode from pressure build up.


He couldn’t even imagine what Lucy was going through.


She had put so much effort into setting the scene, getting everything prepared to make the night perfect for her and her soon-to-be lover.


She had so much she needed to tell him, to do to him, and yet she still hesitated.


She was infuriated with herself.


“Why can’t I move closer?”


“What’s wrong with me?”


“Why can’t I talk?”


Suddenly they both reached out their hands and held onto each other. Then their voices rang out in unison.


“You’re not alone”


They both fell silent again as they finally heard each other’s voices.


Lincoln’s mind flashed with memories of the battle from earlier, they had already been through alot together.


He remembered e feeling of Lucy’s hand in his as their mixed blood dripped off his knuckles, the rush of energy that filled them as their family saved them, and how their hearts were beating as one as they took their stand.


They drifted closer to one another once more and stopped as their faces were inches away from each other.


He brought his face closer to hers and stopped with his lips right in front of hers.


A pair of lips touched his own in a soft and tender kiss.


He pushed forward and deepened their embrace, feeling her mouth open and her tongue gently prod his lips.


He returned the favor by parting his lips and giving her a proper sensual kiss as their tongues slow danced and they were able to taste each other.


After a minute or so, she broke their kiss and gasped for air before sliding on top of him and straddling him, using his shoulders as leverage to prop herself up above him.


“Thanks, Lincoln. I needed that. Now I can do this right.”


He felt her press is lips against his again before pulling back.


“I love you Lincoln, so much.”


“I love you too, Lucy. As way more than family.”


“I heard you in the car when we were coming down here, I feel the same way. Even in this big family it’s easy to feel like you’re alone and disconnected. Thanks to you I started investigating and we both found so much together. I don’t feel alone anymore and this doesn’t feel wrong to me anymore.”


“I know Lucy. I was so happy I wasn’t the only one that felt this way. Being able to have this adventure with you is so amazing. We don’t have to be afraid anymore, because we have each other, and all of our family.”


They both hung in silence for a moment, feeling like they were free of a massive weight.


“I wish I could see you ,Luce.”


She grabbed his hands and laid them on her shoulders.


“You can look with your hands if you want.”


Lincoln swallowed hard before taking a deep breath and sliding his hands under her arms and down her slender frame. He could feel she was wearing a silk robe, with a training bra underneath. His hands slid down further to feel a pair of lace panties. His hands hugged her tight butt and slid down to find a pair of thigh-high socks.


He felt himself lick his lips in anticipation for whatever might come next.


She could feel the bulge in his shorts pulsing against her pale pink flower through their clothes and felt something inside her shift, making her jump a little as an intense heat washed over her.


“I can’t hold back anymore, Luce.”


He said before hugging her tight to him and rolling over on top of her.


He propped himself up and threw the blanket off of them.


Lucy covered her face from the dim light with a squeak and a wave of the potion flooded Lincoln’s senses.


He grabbed her wrists and pried them away from her face, pinning them on either side of her head.


As he did so, her hands wept the hair from her face, revealing flushed red cheeks and piercing blue eyes with tears filling them.


He touched her nose to his and stared lovingly into her eyes.


“You have nothing to fear, Lucy. I’m here, and we’re together, right?”


She slowly nodded in response and took a deep breath. She sniffled and blinked away the tears.


“Okay, Lincoln. I’m ready. Let your heart go wild.”


Being given the go ahead, Lincoln released her arms and sat up. He looked down at her, his beautiful pale little sister was laying in sexy clothing, waiting for him to ravish her.


He wanted to tease her more when a thought came to him. If he was already about to burst, then...


He raised himself off of her a little and slid a hand between her legs, brushing softly against her panty covered quim and pulling his hand back to find it covered with love juices.


He chuckled to himself, “Well, guess there’s no need for foreplay, huh?”


Lucy nodded again, “You know, you don’t have to worry about fitting either, I’ve been training myself for the past couple of days, and I’m pretty sure I’m ready to take anything at this point.”


A smile touched Lincoln’s face, “Let’s see about that, but first we should slip you into something a bit more comfortable.”


He slid his hands under her sheer robe and touched her bare shoulders before sliding the robe down her frame and off of her arms.


He slid it out from under her and threw it to the side.


He turned his attention to her training bra as Lucy slid her arms above her head to make it easier.


He peeled up the tight garment to reveal her pale budding breasts that peaked with two light pink nipples and a red flush that covered the top of her chest before throwing it to join the robe.


He finally slid himself back and placed her legs on his shoulders.


Lucy held her arms to her chest and looked away as she felt her brother’s hands on her hips, wrapping his fingers around her lace panties and slowly rolling them around her tight, soft butt.


They were slightly glued to her girlhood as Lincoln eased them down her thighs to peel it off.


Once they were down to her ankles he took them in his hand and brought them to his nose before taking a deep breath.


He could smell it, her womanly scent as it filled his senses with her perfume. It mixed with the potion and drove him mad with desire.


He threw it with her other clothes before reaching for her socks.


A hand stopped him, “wait, keep them on.”


He looked at her, then back to his hands and nodded before stripping off his shirt and adding it to the pile. He stood up to remove his shorts and boxers in one motion and he slid his legs out and flung the garments onto the pile.


Lucy looked up to see it, her brother’s 8-inch member swinging as it pulsed in time with his heart. His balls were larger than she thought as they swung above her head.


“Hold still, there’s something I need to do.”


Lincoln had a puzzled look on his face as he looked down to see Lucy getting to her knees and wrapping her hands around his tight ass.


“I need to thank you for your help earlier, with the rite and for healing me.”


She closed her eyes and closed in.


Lincoln felt a warmth press against his groin before a tongue began to lick at his scrotum.


Her hands drifted down to her aching flower as she covered her hands in her sweet nectar.

She took his throbbing member in her shimmering, slippery hands and began to slowly stroke back and forth as she began to tug on his sack with her lips and popping on of his balls into her mouth to suckle on it.


Lincoln gasped for air at the sudden assault from his little sister as she gave all her efforts into worshipping his cock.


Lucy opened her mouth as wide as she could to take both of his balls not her mouth, moaning and suckling on them as she squeezed his dick and slid her hands around it, giving it a thorough massage.


The buildup until now was clearly too much for Lincoln as his balls began to churn.


Lucy knew something was about to happen, so she let go of his balls with a pop and slid back so that her face was in front of his aching manhood.


She took the head into her mouth and rolled her tongue around it as she moaned, reaching her hands up to massage his cum-filled balls.


Lincoln bit his bottom lip and grunted hard as he felt his knees go weak.


He couldn’t see Lucy’s cheeks fill with his young stern as jet after jet pushed more into her mouth, she wanted to savor his flavor, but was forced to swallow as much as possible to not lose any of her prize.


As his orgasm rocked through him, he could faintly hear Lucy humming as she happily drank his milk.


Once the last of his spunk spurted into her mouth, Lucy carefully savored it, casting her tongue and getting all of it to coat her mouth.


Once he caught his breath, Lincoln looked down to see Lucy looking up at him with a mouth full of white goo that she let sit in her mouth as se drank the scent in through her nose before closing her lips to gulp down the last lump of hot semen and opening back up to reveal a clean mouth.


The sight and the potion were more than enough to quickly restore Lincoln’s energy and refill his cum tanks.


Lucy gave him an uncharacteristically large smile as she wiped her lips, “Thanks for the meal, Lincy.”


Lincoln gave a thumbs up, “That’s one hell of a way to say ‘thank you’.”


Though he’d be lying if he said he didn’t prefer this form of an oral expression of gratitude.


Lucy laid back down on the bed, “I’m glad you liked it, now we can really begin. Feel free to ravage me to you heart’s content tonight.”


As the ideas flooded into his mind, he looked to see the damp spot on the sheet that Lucy left, and that her girlhood was leaking onto the bed.


Not one to let an opportunity go to waste got on his knees and wrapped his hands around Lucy’s waist.


He put her legs over his shoulders and pulled her up so that her flower was level with his lips.


He took a deep breath, he smelled the source of what was on her panties, and couldn’t hold back anymore.


He began to kiss her lower lips, eliciting a small gasp from his little sister before it turned to a moan as he slid his tongue into her slippery hole.


Lucy started to thrash under his ministrations while Lincoln’s tongue scraped at her insides.


He was drinking her sweet nectar as he pulled his hands closer t his face to massage her lips.


Lucy grabbed fistfuls of the bedsheets and her eyes rolled back as she left lightning running through her body.


Squirts of fresh love juice splashed against Lincoln’s face as her organs ripped through her small frame.


After a mother minute of convulsions, Lucy finally calmed down with a red face and lust filled eyes.


Lincoln gently eased her butt back onto the bed and wiped the remaining juices off of his chin with his hand.


Lucy sat up and grabbed hold of his wrist before pulling his hand to her mouth so that she could suck her love juice off of each of his fingers.


She tasted her own sweet nectar as Lincoln was losing his mind.


Placed a hand under her chin and brought her in for another kiss. One far more passionate and sensual than before.


Their inhibitions were now gone as the two young lovers experienced each other fully.


“Linc, I want you to hold me tight underneath you when you take me, I want to feel like I'm a part of you.”


“Can do, Luce.”


Next thing she knew, she was pinned beneath her brother, wrapped tightly in his arms as his body forced her legs apart. She wrapped them around his back and slid her arms under his as she hugged him tightly.


He shifted his hips back and she could feel his head press against her girlhood.


She held her breath and screwed her eyes shut, but opened them when nothing happened.


She looked up to see Lincoln’s calm and sweet face looking down at her.


His look filled her with a warm tingling feeling different from the potion as she started to breathe normally again.


“I’ll go slow, okay? We don’t have to go all out at the beginning.”


“Okay, thanks. You’re right, I’m ready now.”


With that, she felt his head part her lips as he slowly eased into her,


He could feel every tight twist and fold of her love tunnel as he sank deeper, feeling her pulse around him as he went.


She could feel the pulsing of his manhood as it slid deep into her until it hit something that forced the wind out of her.


They could both feel it, as he was about three quarters of the way in, it felt like he hit another pair of lips.


He looked down to make sure that he wasn’t hurting her, but found that her face was full of bliss with her eyes begging him to keep going.


He pressed forward, feeling another tightness around I’m as he slid the rest of the way in.


They both hung there for a moment to catch their breath. He didn’t want to blow his load right after finally getting inside of her, and she didn’t want to pass out from the stimulation and miss all the fun.


Once they had both calmed down a little, he began to slide out of her.


The vacuum seal she had on him made them both groan from the tightness as Lincoln struggled for release from the vice grip she had on him.


Once he had taken all but the head out, he slid back in, faster this time and stopping before he hit her cervix.


He kept using short thrusts keep them both going without losing control.


They were finally doing it, Lucy and Lincoln Loud were actually having sex like grownups.


Two pairs of eyes watched from a dark portal.


Lysander and Lyvia were sitting on a pair of wicker chairs with navy blue cushions on them.


They each held up a glass of champagne.


Lysander smiled, “To the new generation.”


Lyvia blushed, “To our continued sins.”


They now spoke in unison, “May they never fade from this world.”


They both shared a toast and drank as they saw the pace pick up.


Lincoln was now going at a faster speed as Lucy buried her face into his shoulder.


She was trying to hide the tears of pleasure to not make him worry.


She was so happy, she was committing a horrible sin, but even better she as doing with someone she’d suffer any pain for.


Lincoln couldn’t believe the feeling he had, even though his body felt exhausted, the last thing he wanted to do was stop. He wanted to keep giving her as much pleasure as he could, he wanted to be one with her.


She squeezed him tighter as she grunted and whimpered from her orgasm.


Lincoln held her close and rubbed her back while she calmed down.


Once she stopped convulsing, he went all the way in once more, causing Lucy to gasp as Lincoln now rested in her deepest part.


Now he started building his pace again, “Lucy, this is so amazing.”


She pulled her face from his shoulder to look him in the eyes, “I know, I’ve never felt like this before.”


“I…I don’t want this to end, but I don’t think I’ll be able to keep going after this one.”


“It’s oaky, Lincy. Just enjoy yourself, and make sure to give me all of your love.”


“Okay, I hope you can take it.”


“I’m not worried anymore, give me all of your love….deep inside.”


Those words flipped a switch in Lincoln’s brain as he started going full force into his little sister, slapping his heavy balls against her soft ass.


Lucy has moaning out loud now as she felt so much pressure and stimulation.


Lincoln’s breath was quickly becoming ragged as Lucy’s velvety folds were squeezing him tight again.


He couldn’t stop for her now though, he was too wrapped up in the pleasure to stop.


Lucy wasn’t able to catch her breath as she was forced to cum continuously.


She was moaning louder and louder as he kept thrusting, almost screaming as she tried desperately to get him off.


“Please! Cum! I’m begging you! Lincoln!”


If he didn’t soon, she was worried he might end up hurting her.


“I can take it! I want to take it! Give it to me! Give it to your little sister! Stain me with your love! Your sin! Cum inside of me, Lincoln! CUM!!!”


Then it happened.


He moaned loud as he tightened his grip around Lucy and buried himself as deep as he could go.


Lucy kept gasping for air as he felt hot ropes of cum splashing into her, filling her up.


He couldn’t hold anything back as his geyser kept blasting into her.


They both felt that she was filled to capacity’s he slid forward so that her mound was facing the ceiling as he slowly pulled out of her, spurting the last of his loin to her as he held her ankles to her shoulders.


She had never felt so filled and he had never left so drained, but neither of them had felt so satisfied in their lives…or so exhausted.


Lincoln fell ahead of her and passed out.


Lucy was ready to join him, but one last thought entered her mind.


She reached over to the pile of clothes and grabbed her panties, but instead of putting them on, she bunched them up and pushed them inside of her.

“There, I want to keep this feeling inside of me for as long as I can, maybe one day we’ll have a kid of our own.”


And with that, she crawled over to Lincoln to pass out beside him.


As they both lay unconscious, a smoky portal opened up above them and Lysander reached out of it,


He grabbed hold of the blanket and pulled it over them.


“Rest well you two, you’ve more than earned it.”


He hung in the air for a moment.


“Actually, let me do this first.”


He shot a beam of orange energy into Lucy’s body.


“We don’t need a bun in your oven quite yet, darling.”


Then he shot two more beams into their heads.


“But, that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t think of each there as lovers and have some fun.”


He then receded back into the portal and disappeared.