Fucking bored (Soos and Corvus collab)

Down in who ville,
past all the soot
The whos had a taste
for forbidden fruit

Sister and brother,
cousin and aunt
Placed their trumplefruter
In her gobbledyzont

A similar thing
Happened far away
In Royal Woods, Michigan
On a warm Autumn day.

The home of the Louds
Had no self control,
With all ten of the girls
Fighting for Lincoln's pole

Day in and day out
With a rush and a shout
The young boy would grow weary,
His hair white with doubt

His budding libido
Could only do so much,
Soon he'd wince and moan
With even the lightest "touch"

You'd think that his luck
Was unparalleled,
But it was futile
To keep their lust quelled

With each sister that grew
Marking calendars with red
Meant another to satisfy,
But never truly fed

"It's my turn!" Claimed Lola
One day at eleven.
"You've already had
Your minutes in heaven!"

"Nuh uh! chimed her twin,
Still stuffed up with cock.
"I've got way more time.
Just look at the clock!"

Poor Lincoln said nothing,
Too tired to think;
Just vaguely aware
Of the children's sex stink

And just dreading the days
Of Lori's return.
"I literally need to try this
I've got energy to burn."

She picked up at college
A new trick or two.
Like the piledriver hand stand
That left him jizzing fumes.

His mind turned to mush,
Yet he dare not cower.
Lori gazed at her phone,
"You should last an hour."

He could not quite recall
Exactly what occurred,
But you wouldn't believe it.
Not one single word.

With that session done,
She had her fill.
Laughter came from the hallway,
And the air grew chill.

Lincoln shuddered to think
Of that 'fun' inhumane,
But he quickly stopped
Thanks to a jolt of pain.

"Sorry, Lincoln!
I'm such a huge klutz!"
Lana squeaked as she moved
Her foot from his nuts.

He squirmed in his pain
While the twins ran away,
Afraid of his answer
To that shitty foreplay.

A few minutes later,
On the floor of his quarters,
Acutely aware
Of Luan's Camcorders,

He thought to himself,
'Well that wasn't so bad.
Since I get a break now,
I feel kind of glad.'

He gave the cameras
A half-hearted grin.
Not one minute later,
Luan burst right in.

"Hey, Linc, gotta say
You're really the best!
I'm not joking around,
I really INCEST!"

"Do you really feel
The need to say that
Every time it's your turn
To come up to bat?"

Ignoring his groan,
And dropping her drawers,
The comic dropped down
Onto all fours.

Lacking her panties,
But keeping her skirt,
Luan gave him a wink
As she began to insert

His sensitive sausage
Slowly inside.
Both pairs of her lips
Began to spread wide.

Faster and faster
His heart began to race.
Her jokes poured out,
As they picked up the pace

"I-it was really nice of you
To give me a ride!
I'm running low,
So fill her up inside."

Between frequent gasps,
Her lungs never tired.
The momentum never slipped,
As much as they perspired

Tiredness beget irritation,
Prompting Lincoln to cry,
"You want it so bad,
Well, here's your creampie!"

Luan filled with a rush
and moaned in relief.
She crashed with a thud
and responded "Good grief.

You just don't run on empty.
Is that thing a prop?
Or a neat little trick
that you learned straight from pop."

But he was not much for words
after that primal burst.
So she tidied and left.
"She's gone," Lincoln cursed.

"I should have brought up
How she knew they were gone.
Can she always see
Through those cams when they're on?"

He stopped for a moment,
Then said, "Probly so.
But forget that for now-
I need to go."

He did need to go,
But first to the shower.
One couldn't go out
While smelling so sour.

Lincoln lifted himself
Up off of the floor,
Then carefully poked
His head out the door.

He saw no clear sign
Of his sisters ten,
So he crept down the hall,
Still dripping semen.

When he got to the room,
He breathed out a sigh.
It was filled with relief,
And his head was held high.

The door he slammed shut,
And the shower he turned on.
As Lincoln Loud felt the warmth
He let out a yawn.

The water felt nice
On his naked form;
Soothing and cleansing,
Relaxing and warm.

He began to calm down
And forgot his concerns
About all of his sisters
Taking their turns

Without ever thinking
About how he felt.
In the shower his troubles
All started to melt.

Away from his sisters,
All truly a riot,
He really enjoyed
The peace and the quiet.

Until two girlish hands
Rubbed some soap on his back,
Nearly giving the boy
A small heart attack.

"Don't worry little bro,
I got you covered,"
Said none other than Luna.
Over Lincoln, she hovered.

Out of all the eleven
The two were quite close.
So he held all his thoughts,
Purged all feelings morose.

And then she hummed
A sweet sounding tune.
Amdist the white suds,
Calm filled the room.

The warmth of the water
And her soft touch.
His body grew loose,
Expected as such

Since her forte was sound,
Appealing to the ear.
"Your voice can be so lovely,"
Was all she needed to hear.

She made very sure
Not to miss an inch.
And be very gentle
So as not to pinch.

With attention to detail,
Her hands moved lower.
Movements much more delicate.
And the pace slower.

Linc was back to full mast,
Despite having just come
From a bareback sex session
With Mrs. Bad Pun.

Luna worked a slick hand
From its place on his cheek
To a place where her brother
Was beginning to leak.

She crept slowly along
His sensitive mast,
Making sure this one moment
Had a chance to last.

With her hand left behind
She rubbed all along
Between his buttocks
While humming her song.

After that, her skilled digits
Started to fixate
On Lincoln's Louds well used.
(Yet still tight) prostate.

She pumped with one hand,
Gently on his dick,
And the other massaged,
Until she decided to stick

Her finger inside,
Just to the first knuckle,
Accompanied by
Luna's loving chuckle.

Her chuckle was responding
To Lincoln's sudden squeeze
Round her invading finger
As he enjoyed the tease.

In a state of lewd bliss
He leaned back on her chest,
Relaxing every muscle
As he fondled her breast.

As he groped her breast,
The cute nipples perked
Her grip grew a bit firmer
while Luna Loud jerked.

The sensation grew greater
From the front to the back
As if he could explode,
Erupting from his sack

"Now you're making some sound,
Music to my ears."
As the beginning of the end
Chose to appear.

"Well don't be afraid
To feel the beat.
I'll quicken my tempo,
You'll feel the heat.

Let out your cries,
I'll match the pitch.
We'll both resonate,
Without any hitch."

Their breathing now matched,
The time was at hand.
Luna reached the climax,
As he shot from his gland.

Lincoln soon regained his senses,
Feeling the water grow colder.
As he drew closer to Luna,
His head upon her shoulder.

Fully cleaned and dried off,
Robe on his back.
A question burned in his mind,
As if something lacked.

"Though you helped me out,
I didn't return the favor.
I feel bad being the only one
To have this moment to savor."

"Don't worry little bro,
Your pleasure is mine.
You're just lucky I happened
To have some spare time.

And if you really want
To give me the grand slam.
I got some fingerings I can show you
In a private jam."

"Well I don't have to leave yet,"
Lincoln murmured, embarrassed.
After all, such a moment
Was truly the rarest.

He did not very often
Ask for more "fun"
But his big sister Luna
Was not just anyone.

Luna's chuckled returned.
"No, I think you do.
And I know Ronnie Anne
Expects you soon too."

His face reddened a bit,
Caught in his lie.
Oh well. At the very least
It was worth it to try.

"You really are the best, Luna."
Her smile was warm
As she stepped away, showing
Her full naked form.

Endurance outstanding,
Lincoln popped a new boner
As he stared at the nude ass
And its bare naked owner.

But the break came to an end
And he gathered his clothes
But before he could finish
He heard the door close.

He looked up with a smile,
Hoping Luna came back,
Only to witness
Lynn's surprise attack.

She jumped several feet
Into the air
Before squeezing her legs
Round his head of white hair.

His face met her crotch,
Which of course was bare
As Lynn seemed to never
Have clean clothes to wear.

The floor was met quickly
As the pair tumbled down.
Lincoln's smile, by now,
Had turned into a frown.

"Three Two One, you're out!
Lucha Libre succeeds!
And now the poor loser
Must tend to my needs!"