Linky Dink the Maid 4
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
Lori Loud has come over the Clyde McBride's house in order to film a cuck video for her fiance, but her micro-dicked brother Lincoln is the one filming things because he's Clyde's servant.
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All characters are 18+
“Fuck no, I ain’t taking care of your brat. That’s the cuck’s job, and this is all about my superior cock.”
Lincoln frowns as he watches the two.
Lori chuckles and slides down to her knees. Clyde snaps his fingers, and Lincoln whimpers, stepping in closer and getting her face close up. She flashes a look of annoyance over at the maid, rolling her eyes before she rips the packet open with her teeth. “Too bad, though, I’d like, literally love to have this Big black rod up there with no protection!” Lori grabs onto the cock, shaking it and admiring the weight and girth before she slips the rubber on. Her eyes are totally transfixed as she sets it on there, and she gives the tip of it a nice, quick kiss once she’s done. “There. I’m ready for you.”
“Not quite yet, you’re not,” Clyde grunts. “You gotta get on your hands, bitch.”
Lori falls before him, lifting her hips up in the air and wiggling her butt. “Make sure you get me at my best angle,” she says, biting her lip.
Clyde positions himself behind her, squatting down and grabbing her buttcheeks, slapping her ass for good measure as he traces the tip of his cock down along her crack. “You really want it raw? We can try some back door action.”
“Mmm… let’s get this recording out of the way first, stud.”
He grunts, pushing forward with a quick thrust, the condom-covered cock making its way inside of his partner’s sex.
“Oh fuck…” She gasps, arching her back and rolling her eyes. “He’s like… literally never gotten down that far before. You’re… you’re a real king!”
“Yeah, you keep complimenting me and calling your man useless,” Clyde says. Yo, maid, eyes on the prize!”
“S… sorry.”
“Can’t even keep the camera in the right spot. What use are you? Look!”
He rocks his hips forward, pumping into her, letting out steady breaths with each thrust. His hands move possessively down along her back as he leans over Lori, grunting over her.
She lets out moans that Lincoln had only imagined in his wildest dreams, and his attention turns towards her lust-screwed face. Her focus and dignity are gone as she lets herself be taken by the pleasures of Clyde’s magnum dong.
“Oooh… b… baby…! You like it?” she groans. “You like seeing me, aah, fucked like…. Ah, a wild animal!?”
Without any warning or thought on his side, Lincoln mutters. “Y… yeah.”
Immediately, her face screws up in a contortion of utter distrust. “Ugh, gross, ya sick perv!” She growls. “Shut the fuck up. I was talking to my -ack!”
Clyde leans over her, his hand possessively around her throat, his face up against hers. His nostrils flare as he stares straight into the camera. Clyde grunts with primal caveman fury with each thrust he makes into her, staring directly at the audience, or rather… was it now towards Lincoln.
“She’s mine,” he growls. “And you’re gonna hear her accept it! Right… fucking, now-uuuugh!”
With an unreserved face and groan that Lincoln was all-too-familiar with, Clyde releases his load, filling that balloon with his seed, warming Lori up in the meanwhile.
Lori rolls her eyes back, her face twisted in a smile of primal decadence before she collapses against the groan, a groaning, convulsing mess.
Clyde pulls out from her, his cock and the condom glistening from the satisfied slut underneath him, and he marches up toward the camera, his chest the last thing in view when he says. “She’s mine,” and he yanks the phone from Lincoln, hitting the “send” button on the recording.
Clyde tosses the phone onto the couch and grabs Lincoln by the shoulder, thrusting him against the wall.
Lincoln whines, shuddering against the physical assault, whimpering as a hand moves along his cheek. “You heard me, right, tiny dick?”
Lincoln’s lips quiver, and he nods.
“Then say it.”
L… Lori is… is yours.”
“Were you ever going to have her?”
“N… no.”
“Can you ever have her with that freakish dot between your legs?”
“N… no!”
“What do you have?”
“N… nothing!”
“Fuck, you’re so pathetic,” Clyde says.
Lincoln falls to the ground on his knees, face near that glistening, condom-cloaked cock, looking past it and towards the woman who was slowly picking herself back up.
“There’s some time between now and the next round,” Clyde says, a smirk growing on his face. “And you’re such an idiot.”
Clyde pinches the condom, sliding the slimy thing off of his thick fat cock and holding the thing like a depressed water balloon. He holds the bag in front of Lincoln’s face, dangling it just in front of his nose so close that the pathetic micro dick has to stare at it cross-eyed.
Not only stare but smell. It smells of Lori and of Clyde.
“But, you’ve been a good camera operator. I’m sure the cuck’s gonna enjoy his show, and because of that, I’m offering you a treat, so what do you say, tiny dick? You wanna have a taste of Lori? All you gotta do is suck on this condom spunk.”
Lincoln gulps, his gaze turning from Clyde to Lori and back again.
Lori sits up, staring with a squinted look of disgust.
Clyde stares up with superiority in his grin.
Lincoln holds out his hands in a cupped motion, whimpering.
Clyde lords over Lincoln, stroking his chin with one hand as he dangles the spent condom in the other, the rubber sagging and filled with his spunk while glistening with the woman's fluids. The fact that the woman was Lincoln’s sister only made things much more desirable for the whimpering twink sitting on his knees and his hands cupped in supplication.
“What the fuck, Clyde!?” Lori shouted, suddenly finding herself crossing an arm over her chest, her legs equally covering up her sex. “You’re not seriously going to give that micro-dicked moron what he wants, are you?”