Once again, I sincerely apologize for taking so long. This is the final chapter and I hope you all enjoy it. Thank you for reading and supporting this story over the past year and a half. I greatly appreciate it.

Lori's grip tightened on the bannister and her lungs exploded for air; hot, burning passion flowed through her like superheated steam, and her lips stuck tackily together. She swallowed thickly and struggled to find her voice, but her slamming heart crept into her throat and blocked the way. Before her, her siblings stared back at her with wide, terrified eyes, their bodies frozen in place like victims of Medusa's gaze. Lincoln, hands planted on either side of Luna's head, favored Lori with a caught-in-the-cookie jar gape that made him look far younger (and oh God far, far hotter) than he was; Luna, her legs wrapped around his waist, blushed furiously and darted her eyes around the room as if in search of escape. Lynn, naked save for her socks, flashed a sheepish smile. Her chin glistened with a mixture of hers and Lincoln's saliva, and in her addled state, Lori saw herself going over, pushing the jock to the ground, and licking it off...slowly.

Instead, she gulped and found her voice. "W-What the hell are you literally doing?"

There was no force in the question; it came out weak, tepid, and broken, her hitching cadence betraying her abject arousal. A voice deep in the back of her mind screamed that the...activities...before here were wrong and disgusting, but her body ached to be included, to be stripped, touched, explored, and even kissed by four horny sisters and one virile little brother.

She shook her head to dispel the fog festering in her brain, and came down the stairs. Incest was wrong and gross a-a-and she had to stop this. God, someone might get pregnant. She was in charge here and, Jesus God, what would she tell Mom and Dad? She took her position as oldest very seriously and did everything in her power to justify the trust her parents put into her. She wanted to join in, but she wouldn't, couldn't, s-s-she didn't know, her mind was racing but her body was in the lead. She was more torn than she had ever been and her head spun, the heavy scent of her siblings' musk, her sweet little sisters' wombs stirred by her brother's thick, throbbing penis, made her reel. Her steps were unsteady as she rounded the newel post. Lincoln jumped off of Luna, and Luna sat quickly up.

Lori looked from one scolded face to another before finally settling on Leni. The blonde knelt beside the couch with her hands daintily on her knees and a tiny smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. Her face smoldered a lovely shade of pink that reminded Lori of spring flowers at bloom, and her eyes shimmered with a knowing light. "Hi, Lori," she purred.

"What is going on here?" Lori repeated because she had no idea what to say. Leni wasn't stupid, she was the oldest and default in charge when Lori wasn't around. "I-I-Is this...what the hell?"

Leni stiffened her back, and her very bare (and very erect) nipples grazed the aquamarina fabric of her dress. "We're just playing truth or dare," she said innocently.

"This isn't truth or dare!" Lori screamed and waved her arms. Luan and Lynn pressed close to Lincoln on either side as if for protection from her wrath. The former was nude but for knee high socks, and when she moved, white globs of Lincoln dribbled deliciously from her vagina and plopped to the floor. Her lips were raw, swollen, and pink from being pounded, and Lori's core pinched sharply.

"Sure it is," Luna said with a smirk. She lifted her hand to the side of her face, perhaps to shield herself from Lori's eyes, and made a show of scratching her scalp. "Lot of crazy dares." She laughed.

Lynn and Luan both nodded. "Things got a little crazy," Leni acknowledged dismissively, "but, like, all in good fun."

"HE WAS FUCKING LUNA!" Lori shrieked and threw her arm out to indicate Lincoln. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WRONG THAT IS?"

Leni smirked. "Do you have any idea how wet the front of your shorts are?"

Luan pressed her hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle, and Lynn snorted deeply. Lori's heart sank and she glanced down at her crotch: A big dark patch spread across the material, and some of her fluid coursed down the inside of her thigh. She looked up, stricken, and Leni grinned devilishly. She walked slowly over on her knees, and Lori's heartbeat sped up, knocking against her breast so hard she imagined it was visible, like in one of those old cartoons. Leni scraped her teeth across her lower lip and slunk closer, a big, sleek, female panther on the prowl. Lori's muscles tensed and her brain commanded her body to recoil, but she was paralyzed and could only watch Leni come closer, closer, closer still, until the younger girl knelt before her, face upturned, eyes simmering with wicked delight. Lori's throat went dry and she tried to swallow, but couldn't. She was helpless...and she liked it.

Leni chewed her lip seductively and lifted up; when her hands touched either one of Lori's calves, she jumped with a tiny eep of surprise. Leni's smile took on a dangerous, shark-like quality, and she clamped down on her lower lip, her hands lightly tracing Lori's legs, the silky kiss of her fingertips on Lori's fevered skin sending shivers down her spine. "Either you peed yourself," Leni said huskily, then reached around Lori's hips and squeezed her butt in both hands, "or it turned you on too." She placed a deep kiss to Lori's center, her lips lingering over the wet fabric and her nose drawing in Lori's wild scent, and a gasp was shocked from Lori's throat. Leni giggled in the back of her throat and kneaded her butt like a playful kitten. She rolled her eyes up to Lori's and brushed her nose along the seam of Lori's shorts; electric jolts shot into Lori's center and her knees quivered.

"S-Stop," she blurted, even though she didn't want her to. She wanted her to go on, to get bolder, naughtier, deeper. Their eyes locked again, and from the fire in Leni's usually docile browns, Lori knew her sister saw her desire.

Lincoln, Lynn, Luan, and Luna knelt around them in a semi-circle, watching like spectators at a sporting event. Their faces were red, their breathing ragged; Lynn's hand squirmed in her lap and Luan licked her chops like a hungry dog. Lori glanced nervously at them, then back to Leni when she felt the tickle of her fingertips skimming the exposed band of flesh between her waistband and the hem of her shirt. "Don't worry about them," Leni said and started to unbutton Lori's shorts, "focus on me."

The button came out of the slot, and Leni pulled the zipper down. "L-Leni," Lori started, "k-knock it off." Her body blazed with passion, and lust filled her head like dense, choking smoke. Her middle clutched in sweet anticipation and her heart slammed a staggering rhythm against her ribcage. This was wrong on so many levels, but she made no move to stop Leni from sliding the short down her thighs with agonizing deliberation, the fabric teasing her skin and the air cool against the sodden crotch of her panties. Leni's breathing became heavier as Lori's musky heat broke over her face; the smell of the older girl's excitement flowed into her and muddled her brain. She slipped her hands under Lori's panties, gripped the warm fullness of her butt cheeks, and kissed the top of her pubic mound, her sizzling lips tasting salty skin and damp cotton.

A shiver ran through Lori's body and she was keenly aware of the desire leaking from her eager passage. She fought to catch her runaway breath and locked her gaze with Leni's. Through the rapidly deepening fog of arousal, she saw her cute and ditzy little sister, always in need of love and guidance, saw a bond stronger than steel, one not meant to be tainted by carnal delight.

Leni hooked her fingers into Lori's panties and dragged them down; the fabric bunched and cool air stroked Lori's sex. She was bared now to her little sister's leering eyes and all thoughts and inhibitions fled away from her. Leni graze her hand down Lori's stomach, the gentle touch of her ghosting palm making Lori sudder. Sensations Lori never knew existed burst through her as Leni's fingers dipped down and threaded through her blonde pubic hair; she splayed her hands on either side of Leni's head and held tight to keep from falling. Leni smirked wickedly at the crimson creeping across Lori's face and kissed her tangle of her pubic hair; it tickled her nose and lips, the smell driving her wild.

"Do you wanna play truth or dare?" Leni asked.

Swallowing, Lori bobbed her head up and down.

"Good," Leni said, "I dare you to let me eat your pussy."

Before Lori could assent, Leni brought her face to Lori's core and flicked her clit with the tip of her tongue. Every atom in Lori's body crackled and her spine tingled so hard she cringed. A breathless moan escaped her trembling lips, and her hips rocked forward on their own accord. Leni drew back a little, giggled with girlish merriment, then did it again, slower this time, curling her tongue against the bud of Lori's arousal and exploring it with expert precision like a wayfarer who'd been there before. She grabbed Lori's butt cheeks, dug her nails in for purchase, and pulled her close like a possessive animal, drank freekly from the cup of Lori's sexuality. Lori threw her head back and gave herself over to feeling, her throat working, her chest heaving, her eyelids fluttering. Leni licked, lapped, and suckled, pulling Lori's clit into her mouth and making her cry out. She ran her hands through Leni's hair and mindlessly grinded her face.

"Oh, God," she panted. Her toes gripped the carpet and each rough squeeze of Leni's hands sent ripples of pleasure into her middle. Leni flattened her tongue and licked from Lori's opening to her clit, her taste coating the inside of her mouth and making her drunk. Lori was shaking and bucking, her sharp exhalations urging Leni to go faster. Leni swirled her tongue around Lori's clit, their combined fluids swishing in her mouth, and the juncture of her thighs cried out for stimulation.

Cupping Lori's hips, she pulled downwards, and Lori sank obeinely to her knees. At the same height now, they faced each other, their faces blushing and their eyes murky with ardor. Leni grinned at the blissful expression upon her sister's features; taking Lori's face in her hands, she kissed her deeply, her tongue charting every crease and crevice of Lori's mouth. Too shocked and high on sensory overload to kiss back, Lori simply let it happen, unaware that she was holding Leni's hips or that Leni's arms were around her neck in an X. Leni's warm softness pressed against her, their breasts rubbing through layers of clothes.

Leni broke the kiss and stared at Lori with love drunk eyes. She ran her hands along Lori's cheeks, then, like a lioness pouncing its prey, she fisted Lori's shirt and shoved her back. Lori's heart leapt into her throat and she fell. Leni swung one leg over her and shifted onto her lap; her wet heat scorched Lori's tender flesh. She leaned over, pinned Lori's wrists to the floor, and hovered her face inches above Lori's. She trailed kisses up Lori's jaw, slow and gentle at first, then quicker and more urgently as raw need surged through her. She rocked her hips, and hers and Lori's middles rubbed slickly together, wet silk on damp satin. Lori moaned and spread her legs wider; she scratched and clawed at Leni's back as she went faster, their quivering sexes moving in unison. Lori's climax shot up from her depths and spread through her like a bomb blast; her body seized, her heart stopped, and with a high pitched scream, she threw her hips against Leni, whose long, smooth strokes slowed as she reached her own peak. Their fingers entwined and they squeezed, one orgasm passing between them like leaden quicksilver from one cup to another.

When it was over, Leni brushed her bangs out of her eyes and smirked down at Lori. "Pretty fun, huh?"

Lori fought to catch her breath; she was coming down from her europhic high but didn't want it to end. "Yeah," she said and laughed.

"Know what will be even more funner?" Leni asked, pupils dilating. She glanced at Lincoln. "Come fuck Lori."

Lynn and Luna lay side by side on the floor, facing each other and kissing, their hands between each other's legs. Luan lay on her stomach before Lincoln, her butt clenched and her head slowly moving up and down as she fillated him. She spit him out and looked up at him.

"Come on, Lincy," Leni urged. "One more."

Lincoln and Lori's eyes met, and as he crawled over, she saw the same fire in his eyes that she had seen in Leni's. Any timidiy or trepidation he may have felt earlier was gone, replaced by the self-assured confidence of a man who has pleased four women in a single evening. His cocky smile made Lori's heart flutter, and she opened her legs for him willingly and with love.

His tip prodded her opening and she jumped a little at the feeling. "Are you a virgin, Lori?" Leni asked. She knet behind Lincoln, her chin resting on his shoulder and her hands snaked around his hips, fingers lazily raking his bare chest.

Lori flushed with embarrassment. "No," she said, but she wished she was, wished she could give the gift of her first time to her little brother.

"Then you can be rough," Leni said and nibbled Lincoln's ear, "she's already broken in."

Planting his hands on the floor, Lincoln glided his hips forward, and his burning iron sank slowly into her, the pleasant sting of penetration making her breath catch. He was almost as big as Bobby, so thick that he strained against her walls and filled her to the point of splitting. His head kissed her cervix, then he drew back, crowned tip raking her like a bed of embers.

Suddenly, he slammed forward, and skull cracking pleasure filled Lori's head. Her back arched and she let out a gasping moan. She stared up into his brown eyes and a smile crept across her lips. She picked on him and called him mean names from time to time, but she loved and cared about him deeply. She did not show it often, but all at once, she decided to show him now.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and rolled to one side. Now he lay on the floor and she on top, her knees flush with his hips. She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside, her perky breasts unsheathing, pink nipples rock hard with arousal. She laid her hands on his chest and settled onto his dick, letting it push past her lips and slide along her passage. She bowed her head, smiled, and rocked back and forth. "How's that, little bro?" she asked.

"G-Good," he said.

She leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth. His hand went to the side of her face and his fingers thrust into her hair. She kissed him full on the lips, then deeper, their tongues whirling around one around. Lori looked down into his eyes and stroked his cheek. How had she never noticed him before? How handsome and amazing he was?

Lincoln was, she realized, one of those things in life that she took for granted. "I love you, Lincoln," she said. "I might not always show it, but I do." Pressing down on his shoulders, she lifted until he was almost out, then jerked down. They both sighed. "You're a great b-brother," she said and went faster, their flesh slapping. "A-And you mean the world to me."

"I love you too," he said and gripped her hips.

Next to them, Leni laid Luan on the floor and pressed her lips to her oozing slit. Luan ran her fingers through Leni's hair and, biting her lower lip. humped her face. Lynn was on top of Luna, both girls moaning in the throes of their lovemaking.

Lincoln face contorted and his eyes narrowed. Lori had seen that look enough times on Bobby's face to know he was going to cum. With Bobby, she would have jumped off and let his seed fall onto the bed, but not with Lincoln. Lincoln, as perfect as he was, deserved a token of her love and trust. Instead of getting off, she slammed down one final time and let his molten finish spurt deep into her womb. She trembled, threw her head back, and shook as its warmth spread out from her center, bringing her once again to her own ending.

She fell limp against Lincoln's chest, and wrapped her arms lovingly around him. Leni was on top of Luan now, and Lynn rode Luna's face. "This is a fun game," Lori said, "we should play it again."

And sequestered in the warm, loving bosom of each other, the Loud siblings played truth or dare many times that night. And the night after that. And the night after that. And the night after that...