Is L for Love or Lust?

Lincoln had grown sleepy. He cleaned the living room, reset Lori's room, cleaned the dishes, even Loud Snake'd his sheets down to the laundry, and still no Lynn. He wondered what was taking so long. He couldn't stay awake any longer and decided to tuck out in the master bedroom.

Unbeknownst to him, Lynn had been struggling to come up with the right words... and feelings. She changed gears and switched to her old two-piece track and field suit to get herself the way she wanted to look, but she couldn't lead into the way she wanted. She kept replaying that moment when they confessed their love for each other. And as touching as that moment was, it was done at the spur of the moment. And a bit embarrassing for her, "Dammit, why'd I say it like that...Ok...no more prancing around. I'll just go in, tease him into saying it first, and then I'll say it. Simple!" She did her signature good-luck dance and stormed downstairs.

She sallied downstairs and slowly cracked open the door, "Psst...Lincoln..." She heard a soft snore. "Lincoln?"

He was sleeping in the center of the king-sized bed.

"Couldn't wait for me, huh?" Lynn whispered, "After all the trouble to get this on..." she climbed into bed with him, wrapping her arms around his waist. She kept running her hands through his torso, getting a good feel of every abdominal muscle on him. "Oh, what am I gonna do with you..." it didn't take long for her to fall asleep as well.

Two hours into the early day, Lincoln was awakened by a sudden urge to pee, "Uhhhh...oh, that soda was a bad-huh?!" He was shocked to see Lynn asleep, "No way! What time is...Aw, dangit..." He saw the clock read 3:44am. He quickly made for the bathroom.

Lynn was awakened by the door slamming from upstairs, "YOWWIE MOMMA! Who the... way to..." she saw the clock and wondered how she slept this long.

She heard Lincoln doing his business and immediately thought about his shaft rampaging inside her, his body ready to attack every single weak spot, and his lips, how just the gentlest of whispers could send her flying over Venus. At the same time, Lincoln stared at the steady stream of urine, and he imagined it was the white liquid showering Lynn. He thought about her soft body grinding away every single rough corner, and how her voice alone could make him lose control of himself.

"Guh!" His sudden erection stopped the flow. He had to pick a different memory to restore the flow, so he thought of the time he had to tutor Leni on how to drive. "Ahhh...much better..." he emptied out his bladder and went back downstairs.

This time, he was seeing Lynn asleep, her curves completely exposed by her tight suit. He snuggled up to her backside, pushing his re-erected member against her soft behind. He kept playing that moment when he plowed her from behind and imagined himself and Lynn in that scenario.

But he didn't get very far-TOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT-

"AAAAA!" Lincoln recoiled and tried to get the stink of his dink, "GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT OFF GET IT-"

"DUTCH OVEN!" Lynn laughed and pulled the covers over his head, "LUCKY NUMBER THREE!"

Lincoln freed himself after ten grueling seconds of inhaling the eww, "GUH...hhh...hhh...LYNN! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!"

"Depends. What were you doing behind my back?"

"Well..." Lincoln blushed, "I was just...trying to..."

"I'm just messing around!" Lynn noogie'd him, "I knew you had the hots for me the whole time!"

"Huh?!...How'd you...figure that?!..."

"Well," Lynn stopped, "I did notice that hand slap my ass the first time."

"D'OH! I hoped you wouldn't say that."

"Really?" Lynn pushed him down and put her chest on his, "'Cuz I'd say you were hoping to get some...riiiiiiiiiiight?..." her face became flushed, pink cheeks and loving eyes, and that smile.

"Uh...Lynn...What is...get to the point, please..." Lincoln felt himself slowly becoming a rag doll.

From that point on, Lynn only spoke in low whispers, "I wanna hear you say it, hun..." she went after his neck, nipping every bit of skin she could get her tongue on, while pulling his member out in the open and stroking it.

Lincoln moaned, paralyzed by her breathing and feeling. He felt her guide his hand to her chest and mush it around. He really wanted to come, but his body would not allow it.

Lynn slowly got her head down to his shaft. She took her sweet time getting his pants off and keeping his member moist at all times. She only locked until she was sure his pants and undies came out. Then, she wolfed down his member, giving him no time to soak in the pleasure. She bobbed up and down over and over, but the only sounds that were emitted came from Lincoln. She put her hair on her ear and kept her hand on his dick, making it impossible for him to resist moaning. He really wanted to go at her chest, but each stroke of the mouth pinned him down further and further. But he was able to hold on until he gathered enough strength to sit himself up.

He saw Lynn give him those sad puppy dog eyes.

"Agh...no...I'm gonna burst..." Lincoln moaned.

Lynn took her mouth off long enough to lick the head, "Fire away..." Once she felt a twinge, she covered the hole with her lips.

He finally came. He let out as much as his body could handle, and she swallowed it all down as fast as it came out. And yet, when it was all gone, she suddenly resumed sucking. Lincoln barely managed to hold on as he reached for her breasts.

"Ah, Ah, ahhh..." Lynn clamped her hand down on his dick, "You didn't say the magic words..."

"Ohhh..." Lincoln was about to let loose again.

This time, Lynn let go and shoved it up her top. His liquid spewed all over every corner of her chest. Some of that liquid, and definitely the odor, escaped and got to her head. She forgot about her teasing plan and warmed up to him. "Hey, Lincoln. Check this out." She got on the bed, sat on his groin, spread her legs, and leaned back, "Pretty nice view, huh?"

"I'll say..." Lincoln moved closer, "especially up here..." he squeezed her shirt and oozed out so much liquid.

"Oooh...it's like one of those ooze cupcakes..."

"I bet it tastes like one, too."

"I wonder..." Lynn pulled her top up. Instead of just dipping her finger in, she licked her own nipple, "Hmm...tastes like sour vanilla. Wanna try it?"

"Nah," Lincoln groped her, "I can do without the icing." He cleaned off the breast he was tasting and moved the icing to the other one. Then, they got right to work making her get in the mood. It was nonstop tonguing for a long time. When he fiddled with her crotch, she instantly came, and he didn't let up on any part of her body, giving back to her what she gave to him, twofold. It took one more climax to force her on her back. He slid her panties over to reveal her opening, while she settled herself in.

"What's the matter?...Got cold balls already?..." Lynn panted, resting her head on her hands.

"Just taking in the beauty...that's all..." Lincoln stared.

"You wanna see it too, don't you?..." Lynn traced her finger from his dick all the way up to his mouth while she ranted, "Those dreams...they keep getting cut off before we can see the end of them...I've been itching to see how they end..." she brought his dick right at the entrance, then brought her mouth to his ear, "You wanna see it with me?"

"I do," was all he said before plunging right into her pool and making a huge splash.

They were locked in that moment. He kept plowing into her as hard as he could, and she kept moaning in ecstasy. The whole time they kept their eyes connected to each other, daring not to interfere with their dream sequence. When they both came, she shoved his head in his chest and squealed, making him thrust faster and harder.

"How does...my cupcake...taste, bro?!..." she breathed.

"Tastes good..." he got his mouth off her nipple, "I want more..."

He grabbed her legs and picked her up, shoving his member as far as it could go. Then, he locked her in a vicious tongue battle.

They were both moaning and gasping, but it was obvious that Lynn had lost both the upstairs and downstairs battles. That didn't stop her from kicking his back. She broke lip contact and pinned him on his back, causing another dual climax. "Oooooo...oh, you cheeky little chipmunk!" She moaned as she placed her feet on his armpits and moved.

The scent was enough to pull Lincoln up and make him compete, "What's with you...you're acting...even crazier... than usual..."

"Nothing...Just...enjoying...the moment...that's all..." her voice came through the panting and gasping.

"Moment?...hhh...Like this?..." Lincoln moved his legs to encompass her butt and thrusted crazier than she could keep up with, "How's that?..."

"Oh god...Ahhh...ahhh...not bad..." Lynn came three times before she could speak, but she still held her gaze in his eyes, "Wait...what was...ooooooohhhh...what was I doing?..."

"I...Ahh... I forgot...Hoboi-" Lincoln came inside her, yet he didn't stop torturing her sweet spot.

They kept that same steady lustfull gaze on each other, until one extra orgasm from Lynn made her fall on Lincoln, "Oh, my sweet little brother...Ahh, keep it up..."

"Lynn...I..." Lincoln grabbed her neck and kissed her.

"I love you...I love you so much, Linc..." Lynn moaned.

"I love you too..." Lincoln picked one of her legs up, and made her prop her hands on the wall. He kept going at her, putting his mouth within her ear shot, "The way you moan...the way you play... the way you move...I can't get enough of you..."

"Me neither..." Lynn got one of her arms around his head, "Your brains...your flow...Ahh...you gung ho attitude..." she swiped another kiss from him, "I want you all to myself...Oh, god not-ahhhh..." this time she came, and he didn't stop. Her arms and legs lost strength, and she was forced on all fours while he piled his body on top of hers, "Ohhhhhh, right there...come on...fuck me like an animal..."

Lincoln kept it up, pinching her nipples and slobbering all over her neck, "Oh my god, you're so hot, Lynn..."

"You like it, huh?...Mmmmm...you like it when I'm your bitch?...Ah...oooh..."

"Hell, Yeah I do...and I'm gonna drill into you like one..." Lincoln went full power and penetrated her womb.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh...oh, yeah, buddy..." Lynn stroked his hair, "Plow that cock in me...like a fucking piston..."

The two went at it for hours on end, nonstop coming or moaning. They did everything they could to make it last longer than their first entourage, different positions, different spots, the works. They went on until 8 o'clock, when their bodies were finally at their limits.

Lincoln held Lynn by her arm and drilled into her other end, while using her front end to amplify the pleasure.

"Ah...ah...your abs, bro..." Lynn moaned, "How'd you get so ripped?..."

"Well... I did leave...some footprints...on the walls..." Lincoln gasped.

"Oh...my... god...ahhhhhhhhhahahahahah...fuck, man...what's the record?..." Lynn locked tongues with Lincoln for the last time.

"I dunno...and I don't care..." Lincoln turned her around, "I'm gonna go empty after this...so..."

"Let's end it...the way we started..." Lynn pushed him on his back and moved up and down.

He grabbed hold of her soft cheeks and really let her have it. The entire time he drilled, their eyes stayed on each other until the moment of escalation.

"Lynn...here it comes...oh god..."

"Feeling's mutual, Linc...oh, come here-"

Lynn nuzzled Lincoln on her neck. This caused him to let out the biggest load he ever released. He dumped a good portion of it into her back end, but he hoisted her up and dumped the rest of it in her front end. There were no moans that time, just a sharp inhalation and bracing of the bodies. They squeezed out every last bit of energy they had with that thrust.

When it was over, their bodies collapsed onto each other. They were spent, yet they had enough gas to laugh at everything that happened between them. She put her forehead on top of his, and they let out a good chuckle.

"Hahahahahah..." Lynn smirked, "What'd I tell you... that was definitely a record..."

"Yeah..." Lincoln panted, "And we weren't walrusing...our lungs out..."

"Pffttthahahahahaaa!...Don't even start with that!...Although it felt way better than I thought it would..."

"I can't feel anything anymore..."

"Me neither...I'm pooped..." Lynn rested in Lincoln's side.

"Hey..." Lincoln hugged her, "It's just us in here..."

"Kinda like a couple?..."

"Over at a honeymoon?..."

"Pfft! You wish!..." Lynn snuggled up and drifted off to sleep, "I love you, Lincoln..."

"I love you too, Lynn..."

Lincoln was the first to wake up. He woke up at high noon and set to work on cleaning the house, completely ignoring the pain in his crotch and his back. He did cringe several times when he remembered what he said while effing, but he kept playing over the moments he had with Lynn in his head, smiling as he knew that what happened would always remain the best kept secret since the disco ball fiasco.

But back in the kitchen, Lynn was sulking. Thanks to the odor making her say the beloved first, and her coming more times than he did, she had to take two L's. "Have I found the one thing I will always lose at?" She looked back and saw Lincoln resetting all the furniture in its proper place. Her mood suddenly improved, "Man, we really are lucky to have him...Aw, well... I don't mind losing once in a while if it means we get a fun roller coaster."

They cleaned until the rest of the family came home.

"Hey, kids!" The father waved after the sisters finished the stampede, "How's the stay home?"

"Oh, it was nothing special," Lynn answered while spinning a basketball, "Just typical you know."

"Sweet! Hey, Luan's gonna host a Prank-a-thon in a couple weeks. Think you can take care of Lincoln again?"

Lynn blushed at first, but then brushed it off, "Sure, pop. He ain't getting out of my skin again!"

Later that night...

After listening to all the adventures his sisters had, Lincoln retreated back to his own room. He sprawled out over his bed, and for the first time in a long time, he felt like sleeping in.

"Hey, Linc."

Lincoln sat up, "Oh! Lynn!"

Lynn walked herself in, "So, Pops says I gotta watch you again in a couple weeks. You down?"

"Uh..." Lincoln blushed, "Yeah...totally..."

"Take it easy, man," Lynn sat on the bed and scooted next to him, "It's not like we'll spend the whole day cramping ourselves in bed."

"Heheheh, I'll keep us in check."

"Oh, really?" Lynn started tickling him, "I still haven't paid you back for that humiliating loss earlier today!"

"No! Stop! What're you-"

"Here comes Lunatic Lynn!"

Lynn went down on his weak spots and didn't stop until they were both in the mood to have one more go.

But god forbid one everlasting moment escape the house unscathed...Lucy and Luna in Lynn's old room...

"Gasp. It worked to perfection."

"*GASP* They did do it! I gotta know every single detail of it!"

"So do I. But why you?"

"Just making some risqué lyrics! I hear they're insanely tantalizing, especially with hard rock!"

"I could use your help with some writing as well. I plan to make the world of mainstream literature weep with agony and pleasure. And Mom's new novel is a bit too...vanilla."

"Oh, I am all over that, Luce!"

And that was the night their worlds were rocked, in more ways than one.

FIN