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 Title: Sisterfest Ch.  03
Summary: Finn and Lara find out why they were invited to the party.
Keywords: fic,inc
   Robyn led Lara and Finn through an unobtrusive door partially concealed
behind a large spray of Hawaiian Frangipani flowers into a much smaller,
more intimate pool area.
   "This is our private lair, do you like it?" she asked.
   Finn was speechless; the pool was an infinity pool, the far side just
visible as a sparkling line against the faux dusky blue horizon, smaller
than the main pool, but no less luxurious.  The pool room was darkened,
most of the light coming from inside the pool itself, dappling the
midnight-blue ceiling with rippling blue light.
   Thousands of tiny glittering white lights were set in the domed ceiling,
brighter lights arranged to form the familiar constellations of the
Northern sky; Ursa Minor and Ursa Major, Orion, Cassiopeia, The Pleiades,
all were there, picked out in bright points of light on the ceiling
skyscape, with thousands and thousands of less bright pinheads snaking
across the ceiling in a band that Finn suddenly realised was the Milky Way.
   The pool was framed on each side by a wall of verdant bamboo, long
graceful stems arching over the pool, and bright green papyrus shrubs
dipping down to trail their fronds in the water.  A set of broad, shallow
steps led down into the water, and a sunken bar cut across one corner of
the pool.
   Robyn led them to a softly-lit area set back from the pool, with a group
of large, luxuriously soft leather chairs arranged in a square behind a
decorative trellis screen, where Evan and Sylvie arose to greet them,
inviting both of them to take a seat.  When all five of them were seated,
Evan smiled and passed them chilled soft drinks.
   "Welcome to our escape hatch!" he grinned, lifting his glass in salute
to his two sisters, Finn and Lara.
   "We don't usually ask our guests to come in here; this is normally only
for us, but frankly, the girls think both of you merit an exception to our
rule, and we wanted to get to know you a little better.  My sisters are
very good at spotting people it would be good for us to know, and they have
a very good feeling about you Lara, and you Finn, hence this little
meeting."
   He paused to take a sip of his drink before continuing.
   "We do actually carry out very discreet, but very thorough, background
checks on all the people we invite to our home for these get-togethers; it
would never do to let the wrong person into our home, given what happens
here, so we did check you out, and what we found, we liked.  I think, and
Robyn and Sylvie both agree, that you might be very interested in becoming
better acquainted with us; no, not like that!"
   he grinned as Finn's hand slipped protectively around Lara's shoulder.
He nodded approvingly at Finn's gesture and continued.
   "My sisters and I are committed to each other, and only each other; we
have been for a very long time now, and we think we see that same
commitment in both of you.  As I said, we did run a little background check
on you, so we know about your family, your lives in general, but I'd really
like you to tell me about yourselves, about what you want, where you want
to be and what you want to do when you finish university, and more
importantly, how you feel about each other."
   He smiled gently at them over the rim of his glass.
   "Please don't think I'm prying; I know there are things in your personal
life that should stay personal.  What I want to know is how committed you
are to each other; I wouldn't normally ask, but right now it's very
important that we know."
   Finn looked at Lara, their eyes locking as they each silently asked each
other the same questions: what was going on here, and could they trust
these virtual strangers with intimate details of their lives?
   Lara stared into her brother's eyes for a long couple of seconds, then
slowly nodded, telling him she trusted them, and to go ahead.
   Finn grinned slightly sheepishly as he ran his fingers through his hair,
raking it back out of his eyes.
   "I don't really know where to begin; everything that's happened to me in
the last twenty-four hours is so new and so different I don't even have the
words to describe how I feel.  I do know one thing, though; Lara and me, we
don't want anyone else, and we already agreed one thing; whatever happens
from now on, we're together.  When I finish university, I suppose I'll get
a job, wherever I can, anywhere, as long as it's not bloody Herefordshire!
Once I've got a job, I'll get a place, somewhere the two of us can be with
each other, because that's really all we want.  Sissy?"
   Lara took his hand in hers, looking down as she examined their fingers
twined together.
   "Everything Finny said goes the same for me; I've wanted him for longer
than I can remember, and this weekend just clarified all I've ever felt for
him; whether he gets a job in London, or Scotland, or Kathmandu, or the
Amazon jungle, I'm going with him; he's mine, you see, and I belong to him,
and if we have to spend the rest of our lives digging holes in the Gobi
desert, it'll be because that's what we wanted for both of us, not because
someone expected or demanded it of us."
   All the time they were speaking, Evan sat quietly, watching them,
watching their eyes, and slowly nodding, as though he was hearing something
that jibed with his expectations.  When Lara had finished speaking, he
smiled and nodded at his sisters, who also smiled, leaving both Finn and
Lara feeling they'd just passed some sort of test, but a test of what?
   Sylvie and Robyn stood up and took Lara by her hands, urging her to
stand
   "Come on, Lara, let's swim a little," grinned Robyn mischievously, "I
told you earlier I wanted to play with you!"
   Lara bit her lip and glanced at Finn, who shrugged his shoulders and
grinned, so she pulled off her top and slid her shorts off, following
Sylvie and Robyn as they too stripped-off.  All three girls then held hands
as they walked down into the pool to slip into the water and breast-stroke
away.
   Finn watched in fascination as Lara turned and swam back into the
shallows, and as she stood in the thigh-deep water, Sylvie rose up behind
her, slipping her arms around her to cup and squeeze her breasts as she
kissed her neck.  Robyn joined them, kissing Lara as her hands slid around
her to clasp her buttocks, Lara sandwiched between the two sisters.
   Robyn stepped back slightly and Sylvie half-turned Lara and now all
three girls were kissing, their hands caressing, squeezing, and fondling
nipples, buttocks, and slipping between thighs to rub and caress more
tender flesh as their tongues fenced and darted.
   Finn watched in amazed arousal that Lara could, or would, do those
things with another girl, but here, in this intimate setting, she'd
obviously lost all inhibitions, enjoying the attentions of the two
beautiful sisters, lost in a whole new world of sexual sensation, and
responding with caresses and kisses of her own.
   "Don't worry," murmured Evan, "they're just playing, not seducing her!
My sisters would never hurt or take advantage of your sister; they like her
and this is just their way of showing how much, that's all; look, I think
Lara likes it!"
   As they watched, Lara grinned and winked playfully at Finn, then gasped
as Sylvie leaned down and caught her nipple gently between her teeth while
gently rubbing her swollen labia.  Lara responded by lightly pinching and
tugging Sylvie's nipples in return, making her giggle.  Robyn, meanwhile,
kissed Lara gently on the lips, pulling back to lick her lips lightly, then
turned and winked slyly at Finn as she slowly worked her finger into Lara's
tight anus, making her gasp and squirm as Sylvie continued to suck and tug
at her nipple.
   Sylvie relinquished her hold on Lara and slid back into the water,
lazily stroking over to the side of the pool as Robyn continued to fondle
Lara, both girls gently exploring each other before seeming to reach a
mutual agreement, sharing a deep kiss before walking hand-in-hand up out of
the pool.
   Sylvie hoisted herself out of the pool to sit on the apron and reached
for a towel, wrapping it around her hair before standing and draping a
beach towel around herself, smiling at the two other girls as they once
more kissed as they stood at the edge of the pool.
   "When you've finished, Bobbi, I think Finny would like his sister
back...!" she grinned.
   Lara's eyes flew open, to look guiltily at Finn.  Robyn took her hand
and led her back to her brother's side, a cheeky, minxy smile on her face.
   "See, Finny, I told you, we were only playing!"
   She squeezed Lara's bottom once more, and winked again at Finn before
kissing Lara once more, a soft, lingering kiss.
   "You're so delicious, I wish we could play longer!" she whispered,
taking Lara's hand and putting it into Finn's.
   "There you go, Finny, she's all yours again!  God, I could eat you both
alive!"
   Finn grinned as he pulled his sister closer and kissed her.
   "That was so hot, Sissy, Christ you're sexy!" he grinned, pulling her
onto his lap, heedless of the fact she was still soaking wet.
   "I never thought I'd ever see you...and another girl...I didn't know you
liked ...you know, things like ...that, but it looked so hot, you all
looked so hot!"
   Lara looked up at him, then pulled him down and quickly pecked him on
the lips.
   "I didn't know either, but they were so sweet, so gentle..." She bit her
lip and looked into his eyes again, her eyes dancing as she smiled.
   "It was fun, Finny, and it was really nice; do you mind?"
   Finn grinned as he hugged his little sister closer; it seemed he was
finding out more and more about her this weekend than he'd ever imagined!
He smoothed her wet hair back from where it was plastered against her face
and kissed her, slipping his hands around her nakedness to pull her closer
as he kissed her even harder.  Lara squirmed on his lap as she felt his
hardness growing, gently undulating against him as they kissed.  Finn broke
their kiss to grin at her.
   "No, I don't mind; you liked it, so it's alright with me.  Love you,
little girl!" he breathed.
   Sylvie watched as Robyn squeezed the water out of her long hair and
wrapped a towel around her head like a turban, and paused in toweling her
own hair dry to ruffle Evan's hair, smiling tenderly at him as her eyes
caught Robyn's.
   "He's all your, Bobbi, I'm worn out!  I need some rest; our brother
definitely knows how to give a girl a busy night!  Try not to break her,
Ev; we have to look our best tonight!"
   With that she pecked him on the lips and turned away, Evan watching the
way the damp towel draped around her clung to and highlighted her flanks
and sexy rump as she walked away, as elegant and self-assured as a model on
a Milan catwalk.
   Robyn grinned naughtily, wrapping herself in a beach towel and plumping
herself down on her brother's lap.
   "I guess our heads really have changed..." mused Finn, almost talking to
himself, prompting Lara to look keenly at him.
   "'Our heads have changed...?' I like that Finny, it says so much in just
a few words.  I know I can't ever go back to the way we were before all
...this happened, and I don't want to; whatever happens, my life goes on
from this point as part of yours; it's our life now.  Bully for us!"
   Finn realised there was no sound coming from Evan and Robyn, and saw
them both smiling at him, Robyn huddled comfortably against her brother. 
Evan leaned forward, his arm holding his sister tightly against him as he
grinned at Finn.
   "So it happened for you, did it?" He grinned.
   "Your 'moment of clarity' finally struck?  Don't worry, the girls and I
had the same thing, which is why you're here, now, with us.  You must be
wondering why we asked you to join us, why we'd bring you to the heart of
our personal, private space.  Please, if you have any questions about us,
about this place, anything at all, feel free to ask.  I promise to answer
any question you ask."
   Finn glanced at Lara, saw the tiny nod she gave, so turned back to Evan.
   "First off, why all this?  Why 'Sisterfest'?  What's it all for?"
   Evan sat up, pulled a robe from a pile on a nearby seat and covered
Robyn.
   "Good question, Finn, and it deserves a good answer, so here goes: my
father was a rich man, some would say a very rich man, but he wasn't
satisfied with what he had, he always wanted more, and he worked at it,
speculating in so many diverse markets even I can't keep it all straight!"
   He paused to grin, then carried on.
   "The upshot was that he became probably the third or fourth richest man
on the planet, but I can almost guarantee you never heard of him; no-one
has, because that was also another quirk of his; he hated publicity of any
sort.  So there you have this man, doggedly, secretly, almost furtively
acquiring corporate assets the way other people collect stamps, or beer
mats, or Star Wars figures, and when he died, he left it all to the three
of us.  Every damned penny..."
   Evan grinned as he stared unseeing into the distance, before resuming.
   "As you can imagine, when we were younger, my sisters and I spent money
like water, we had fun, wild, desperate fun, until we too had our 'moment
of clarity', which is when we finally realised that the only people we
truly liked, and needed, and truly, fervently wanted, were each other, and
that was the start of 'us', the three of us as you see us today."
   Evan paused to take a sip from a glass of champagne handed to him by
Robyn from a locker somewhere under the leather chairs.
   "We started this whole 'Sisterfest' thing almost as a whim, a kind of
'in-joke' to see if there were other people like us out there, people who
wanted what we wanted from each other, people we might have some sort of
connection with, who'd 'get' what we were about."
   "It soon became obvious to us that there were an awful lot of people
like us, people who wanted to be open about what they were doing, and with
whom.  Ordinary parties had long ceased to be fun, they just seemed to have
no...substance, they were just empty amusements to fill up our days,
nothing but clown shows.  We thought we might be able to have some real
fun, proper, adult fun with people just like us, so we set this whole thing
up, and waited to see what would happen.  As it happens, it has been an
enormous amount of fun, but now, for us, it's time for the fun to stop, and
reality to start."
   "So why are you telling us all this?" asked Lara.
   Robyn sat up and huddled against Evan, pulling her robe around her.
   "Lara, this, all this you see here, this is just one of the many
properties we own in England, but this is not our home; none of them are,
not really.  The only place we think of as 'home' is a long way away, and
my sister, my brother, and I want to go home.  This is not the life we want
anymore; we just want to live quiet, anonymous lives, to just be ordinary
people, or as ordinary as we can be with all that money hanging around our
necks!  I want children, so does my sister, and so does Evan, but we
absolutely refuse to bring them up in this circus, this life of excess and
self-gratification.  This is a fantasy world, where people's dreams come
true, but now it's time our dream came true."
   She paused to take a sip from Evan's champagne glass, her throat
working, and Finn was surprised to see tears glimmering in the corners of
her beautiful eyes.  She blinked them away and continued.
   "The only way we can be free to be ourselves is to pass it all on to
someone we think can make a real difference, who understands what we
originally intended, and who can actually enjoy what we started here, the
way we used to.  We want someone who is dedicated, committed, and not
afraid of a challenge, and we think we've found them..."
   Finn looked blank for a second as he took in what she was saying, his
eyes widening as her meaning gradually percolated through his mind.
   "Us?  You're talking about Lara and me?"
   Evan looked at them gravely, and nodded.
   "Exactly.  We saw almost from the first moments you were here how you
felt about each other; the others out there, none of them seems in the
least bit connected to each other except for sex.  If you look out there
right now, they're swapping and playing like there's no tomorrow."
   He paused to grin wryly.
   "Don't get me wrong; there's nothing wrong with that, nothing at all;
that's why they came here, after all, to be free to do just that, and part
of the reason for us encouraging that is to see who's prepared to do that,
and who won't.  You two are different; you only want each other, you
refused the bait, you only had eyes for each other, and even a blasé cynic
like me could see that, hence this conversation.  I think you and Lara are
perfect to take this from us, and there are benefits, too!"
   Robyn slipped off the bed and belted her robe around herself, before
fishing out three more champagne flutes and a bottle of champagne from the
locker under the chair.  She poured three glasses and passed two to Finn
and Lara, then raised her own glass in salute.
   "This house, this whole complex, is part of the deal; my father was a
multi-billionaire, and now we have control of all that money, and the
strange thing about money is how it grows; it doesn't matter how much we
spend, the interest alone on all those billions just keeps giving us even
more back.  This house and complex represents a tiny, tiny fraction of what
we have, and we don't want it anymore, we won't need it where we're going,
so if you accept our offer, it's all yours.  With the house comes a trust
to manage and maintain the place, pay the staff, and of course, pay for
'Sisterfest', the whole raison d'être of this place.  There is also a
generous, and I do mean generous, salary, stipend, allowance, call it what
you wish, but it's seven figures, each, and will be paid to you off-shore
from an account in the Cayman Islands; call it your compensation for taking
this thing off our hands!"
   She paused to grin mischievously at Finn.
   "Finny, please, breathe, you're going a funny colour!"
   Finn could hardly believe his ears; it was the offer of a lifetime, but
how do you take it in when you're offered everything on a silver platter?
Lara sat up and wrapped a large beach towel around her nakedness.
   "What's the catch?  No-one just hands over something like this without
there being some kind of huge price to pay; I once read a story called 'The
Monkey's Paw', about what happens when you really get what you wish for, so
I get that there's never something for nothing.  There has to be an
absolutely huge razor-blade in a ball of candy-floss this big; what are you
not telling us?"
   Evan smiled and raised his glass in salute at her.
   "Well done, basic caution, I like that.  There is no catch, Lara.  It's
time for Sylvie, Robyn and me to go; we've had enough, we want our lives
back now, the lives we would have been living if our father hadn't saddled
us with such an impossible amount of money.  We want to share with you, we
want you to take over from us, and make this whatever you think it should
be; if you try it and then decide that there should be no more
'Sisterfest', then that's your decision, but all this, the trust,
everything, will remain yours anyway; call it a gift to the special people
we've been looking for, and you'll at least know for certain that the time
for 'Sisterfest' is over.  You being here means we have a chance at a real
life at last, and that means more to us than any mansions, or money, or
luxury yachts, or Hollywood lifestyles."
   "He means it, you know," came a soft voice, and Lara turned to see
Sylvie walking toward them, her wet hair hanging down over her shoulder as
she brushed and untangled it.
   "My family means more to me than all of this," she said, her face
solemn, "and we'll make any deal, any offer, if it means we can walk away
and never be a part of this again, if we can leave to start the family we
all want.  It was my idea to recruit someone from the guest-list of people
who've attended these parties, but so far, no-one has fitted that image we
had in our minds; no-one until today, that is."
   She reached out and gently ran her fingers through Lara's damp locks,
gently combing and separating-out the worst of the tangles by hand, smiling
softly at her as she did so, her eyes far away for a moment, before
returning to the present.
   "We think you are both very special people, which is why we invited you
to be part of this.  I truly believe you and Finn could make this whole
'Sisterfest' concept into something very special and meaningful with time,
and that's why we want to give it to you."
   Robyn curled her legs under her and smiled as Sylvie poured her another
glass of champagne.
   "I'm not going to hide or sugar-coat anything; if you take this on,
there is a lot of hard work ahead of you.  'Sisterfest' revolves around
utmost secrecy, discretion, and the willingness to do whatever it takes to
make sure no word of this leaks out; some very well-known people attend the
parties, you'll see the guest lists if you decide to throw-in with us, and
they expect their privacy to be protected and guarded well."
   She paused to watch it sink in.
   "This is one of the very few places in the world where they can do what
they do, openly, and with no-one judging them; they treasure it as a
refuge, and will expect you to keep their involvement strictly
confidential. Any word or hint of what they do here would ruin them. 
They're literally putting their lives and careers in your hand, and that's
a huge responsibility."
   She sipped from her glass, then continued.
   "Of course, there's also a lot of fun to be had!  The parties happen on
three main occasions: New Year, Valentine's, and Hallowe'en.  Other than
that, and unless you decide to host more, your time's usually your own; if
you want to travel, the world will be your oyster, or you can live your
normal lives and just host 'Sisterfest' from here as and when.
   Sylvie paused to grin at them.
   "The house and complex is extensive and very well maintained, and there
are many other entertainments than these two pool areas.  You've probably
only seen about ten percent of the entire place; I should reserve my
judgement before I made any snap decisions.  As the new owners you will of
course be at liberty to come and go as you please, or you could live here;
there are worse places...!"
   Robyn sipped her champagne, and twinkled a smile at them.
   "The choice is yours; if you decide you want to be part of this, once we
hand over to you, it's all yours, to do with as you see fit, your house,
your complex, your rules.  We will still be reachable; we're not just
dumping this on you and buggering-off into the sunset!  No, you'll be part
of our family, a very special part, and we'll stay close, just no longer
involved in any way; after all, we'll be too busy, we have babies to make!"
   Sylvie seated herself behind Lara and stroked her hair again, her lips
quirking up at the corners as she began to gently brush out the tangles. 
Finn could see she wasn't finished speaking, so he said nothing, instead
waiting for Sylvie to gather her thoughts.
   "We won't talk about this again today; it's a lot to take in, I know,
and we're asking you to make an enormous change in your lives, a
life-altering change for both of you, so let's leave this on the table for
now, and we can pick it up again tomorrow.  I'd much rather you gave us a
considered yes or no than a knee-jerk "No", so let's leave it here.  We
have a formal dinner with more entertainment planned for tonight, and it's
about time for afternoon tea, so shall we go back through to the main
pool?"
   Lara glanced over at Evan and Robyn, who were engaged in a long, hot
kiss, Evan's hand inside the front of her robe and cupping her breast. 
Finn followed the direction of her gaze, and flushed slightly in
embarrassment, something Sylvie noted immediately.  Her grin broadened.
   "Honestly, the pair of you are so sweet, I can completely understand why
Robyn wants to eat you both up!  You were both naked out in the main pool,
why be embarrassed now?"
   Finn cleared his throat and grinned shamefacedly.
   "Sorry, I didn't mean to be a prude; I guess out there was different,
everyone was naked, and it was like being at a nudist beach, not sexy or
anything, just...free, no-one was staring or anything.  But here, now, it
feels a little like I'm intruding on their privacy, can you understand what
I mean?"
   Sylvie reached over to gently brush her fingers along his cheek, a smile
on her face.  She looked over at Robyn and Evan, who smiled and slowly
nodded, as though confirming something, before huddling down together
again, not kissing this time, just watching Finn and Lara closely.  Sylvie
brushed Lara's hair down one last time, and stood up, adjusting the towel
she'd wrapped around herself earlier.
   "Don't worry, I understand completely.  You believe that what happens
between a man and a woman is their private business, not some kind of
sideshow, and you and Lara could never do that, but you won't condemn
others for doing it.  Good for you; I don't want to pressure you, but an
attitude like that is a definite plus around here!  Let's go back through
now; I'm hungry, and I think Evan and Bobbi would probably like a little
privacy..."
   Lara slipped her shorts and tank-top back on, and buckled up her
sandals, while Sylvie dropped her towel and followed suit, taking a pair of
shorts and a polo shirt from a small closet against the back wall of the
pool room, and slipping on a pair of blue and white deck shoes.  All
dressed, she took Lara by the hand and led them back to the doors to the
main pool area.  Finn looked back, to see Robyn drop her robe and begin
unbuttoning Evan's shirt, straddling his lap as they kissed, then Lara
pulled him through the door and back into the main pool.
   Finn was relieved to see the orgy had died down considerably, and
everyone seemed to be back with their original partners, stretched-out on
loungers or sitting and chatting amicably together in small groups on the
artificial beach while the tropical girls circulated with trays of chilled
drinks.  The barbecue spits had disappeared, but now chilled trolleys
appeared piled high with sandwiches, fruit cocktails, and cake stands laden
with sponge cakes, cream gateaux and sweet pastries.  Most of the guests
had put at least some of their clothing back on, and now they congregated
near the trolleys, piling plates with sandwiches, slices of cake, and bowls
of chilled fruits.
   Finn looked sideways at Lara, a glint in his eye she recognised.
   "You hungry, babe?" he grinned, his grin broadening as Lara shook her
head.
   "Not really, but I would like to lie down..."
   Sylvie smiled and patted them both on the arm.
   "Off you go then, see you at dinner, the chimes will let you know when
to get ready, and remember, it's black-tie, so boots and suits, kids!"
   Lara grinned and pulled Finn in the direction of the exit.  Once they
got back to their room, Finn wasted no time in pulling her close and
kissing her while his hands roamed over her body, eventually settling on
squeezing and moulding her firm buttocks as they kissed deeply.
   Lara broke their kiss to begin tugging down her shorts, but Finn stopped
her, and slid his hands into the backs of her shorts to push them down
himself.  As he did so, he kissed and nibbled Lara's lips, pushing all the
while at her shorts, until they were once again half-way down her thighs.
Lara pulled her tank-top up and off, leaving her with just her shorts,
half-way down her thighs as they were.
   "I remember this!" she murmured, squeezing his throbbing cock
suggestively through his jeans as her eyes danced with glee.  Finn sighed
as he once more fondled her taut little bottom, making her gasp as his
finger slid lightly over the puckered crease of her anus.  Lara looked
questioningly at him, but he shook his head.
   "Tonight, baby, after the dinner; right now..."
   With that, he put gentle pressure on her shoulders.  Lara understood
immediately, and knelt down to unbutton and unzip his jeans, while Finn
tugged his polo shirt off and threw it to one side.  Lara pulled his jeans
and shorts down in one, holding his cock firmly as he stepped out of the
puddle of his clothes, completely naked, with his thick, erect cock jutting
out aggressively from his groin.
   Finn smiled happily as her lips enfolded the end of his rigid member,
the sensation sending fingers of ice thrilling up and down his spine.  Lara
could feel his arousal in the solid, heavy feel of his cock, his balls
pulled up tightly under the base of his cock, and his elevated pulse
drumming in the bar of flesh she was sucking so determinedly.
   She slid her tongue gently over the hole in the tip of his penis,
savouring the little gasp he gave as she did it, her tongue pleasuring him
as her hand squeezed and pumped him, more gasps from him telling her just
how much he was enjoying what she was doing.
   Suddenly, Finn pulled back, his aching cock falling from her lips as she
looked up at him in surprise.  Finn gave her his hand, pulling her up
again.
   "Not like this, Sissy, properly..." he murmured, and Lara smiled,
pumping her hand up and down on him once more as she led him to the bed. 
Once on the bed, Finn pulled her astraddle him, facing the end of the bed.
As she leaned down to once more take his erect cock in her mouth, Finn slid
her further up along his body, and pulled her fragrant, swollen pussy down
against his eager mouth.
   Lara sighed as his tongue licked and lapped at her most secret places,
savouring the taste of her excitement, drinking her tangy sweet juices. 
Lara's head bobbed as she worked him further and deeper into her throat,
Finn revelling in the warm suction of her mouth even as he licked and
sucked at her, eagerly lapping-up the juices trickling from her excited
pussy.
   Her scent filled his head, and now Finn ate her almost aggressively,
unable to get enough of her, her pheromones flooding his system and
inflaming his brain until all he wanted was her.  His probing tongue found
the hard little bud of her clitoris, and as he gently dragged his tongue
across it, Lara shuddered as the precursor to orgasm racked her body. 
Unable to stop himself, Finn pulled her clitoris between his lips and
sucked, even as he jammed his thumb into her anus.
   Lara came in a succession of waves, groaning out loud and clamping her
thighs on either side of his face, calling his name as her body threshed
and shuddered.  Finn gently held her clitoris between his lips as her pussy
convulsed against his mouth and her anus clamped down tight around his
intruding thumb.  As she groaned, the vibration against the already
sensitive head of his cock was too much, and Finn gasped out loud as he too
climaxed, his last reserves of sperm spurting into his sister's mouth as he
gave her everything he had.
   Lara continued to suck and squeeze his cock even as he spurted into her
mouth, rolling the sensation on and on for him, extending his orgasm even
as she quaked and shuddered with aftershocks as her own gigantic orgasm
continued to echo and ricochet inside her.
   Lara slumped down on his thighs, completely spent, her heart beating so
hard Finn could feel it in the long muscles of his thighs.  Finn was almost
wiped out; Lara's weight as she lay on him barely registered as the
adrenaline high slowly ebbed, leaving a peaceful lassitude in its place.
   Finn realised he was falling asleep, and squeezed Lara's bottom, the
delicious scenery of her vulva and anus still only a few inches from his
face.  He followed that with a quick lick of her pulsing labia, still dark
and swollen from her arousal, hearing her giggle softly.
   "That's nice, baby, do that some more, I like it!" she murmured
blurrily, wriggling languorously on him, sleep obviously not far from her
either.  Finn gently rolled her off him, and grabbing a handful of pillows,
swapped ends to lie next to her, spooning her against him.  Lara stretched
and pulled a pillow under her head, at the same time pulling his arm around
her so she could snuggle down against him.
   "Don't let me sleep too long, Finny, I want to play some more!" she
yawned, turning it into a giggle as Finn slipped his hand around her waist
and down to lightly cup and caress her labia and brush the flat of his hand
against her clitoris, calming her and easing her into sleep.
   "Just a little while, Sissy, then we can play some more!" he promised,
before hugging her closer to him and tugging the bed-covers over her.
   *
   Sylvie was in a thoughtful mood as she sat at one of the loungers,
absently nibbling a slice of cake.  Everything about Finn and Lara ticked
her own personal set of boxes, but she knew what was at stake; Ev and Bobbi
would need to be 100% on the same page.  Her lips quirked up at the corners
as she remembered Finn's instinctive gesture, protective and possessive,
when Ev had said he wanted to know them better; it was just so sweet, such
a welcome, refreshing thing to see here, in this place, where hedonism and
relentless sexual abandonment were the name of the game.
   She pushed her plate away and stood up.  The family needed to talk, this
was their future, and it was no time to be making mistakes.
   As she made her way back into the private pool, Finn and Lara's faces
were uppermost in her mind.  Upon entering, the sound of her brother and
sister making love drifted across the pool room, making her smile at the
rush of love she felt for both of them.
   To occupy herself while they took their pleasure of each other, she
collected the wet towels and clothes scattered around while Ev and Bobbi,
her brother and sister, but also her husband and wife in every way that
counted, made love.
   "Syl, how long have you been here?" called Robyn, her voice blurry with
the afterglow of orgasm.
   "Not too long, baby," she replied, smiling at Robyn's own smile.
   "Why didn't you say something hun?  You know you're part of this too, as
much as I am, or Ev, why didn't you come here and join us, baby?"
   Sylvie sat down next to her and smoothed her hair, kissing her lightly
as Evan nibbled the tips of her fingers.
   "You need some time alone with our husband too, baby; what kind of a
wife would I be if I came between my husband and our wife?"
   Robyn stretched and hugged Sylvie.
   "I like being your wife; don't ever leave me!"
   Sylvie grinned as she kissed the tip of her nose.
   "Don't worry, baby, I never will; I love you!  I can't wait to get away
from here, just you, Ev and me, our family, together forever.  In fact,
that's what I came to talk about."
   Robyn sat upright, pulling her robe tighter around her even as her
brother put his arm around her.
   "What's on your mind, Syl?" he asked, concern flitting across his face
as Sylvie looked past him at the star-speckled ceiling, gathering her
thoughts.  Sylvie took both their hands as she started to speak.
   "Ev, Bobbi, I just want to go over this one last time, so we know we're
all looking for the same thing.  I know we set this whole weekend up just
for this, but I have to be certain you're both completely on-side as well.
Ev?"
   Evan settled himself and squeezed both their hands as he spoke.
   "We're so close now; when I saw Finn and Lara yesterday I knew; I felt
sure they were the ones, more sure than anything I've ever felt; except
about how I feel about my beautiful wives, of course!  Talking to them just
confirmed it in my mind, and I think they like what we're offering them;
not the money, though; I got a feeling that didn't impress them that much,
another point in their favour.  Bobbi?"
   Robyn looked up at him, tears gathering in her eyes.
   "I think they're the ones too; like you, it's just a gut feeling, but a
good one.  Finn only wants Lara; I could feel it coming off him in waves,
so he'll do whatever he needs to do to make sure they can stay together.  I
think we made the right choice, and I think they'll accept, in fact, I'm
sure of it!"
   She looked up at her brother, her eyes darkening.
   "I just want to leave this, Ev.  I want to go away and never think about
this life ever again.  I want to stand in a supermarket checkout queue and
work out what to cook for dinner.  I want to sit in the park and talk to
the other mothers about pushchairs, and nappy-rash, and teething, and
christening robes, and kindergarten, and food fads, all the things mothers
do.  I want to have my babies with you and Syl, and be a mum, and bring my
babies up far away from all this, and nothing else!"
   Sylvie gathered her in as she cried, her own eyes brimming as Robyn
echoed her own feelings so perfectly.  She kissed Robyn gently and looked
up at Evan.
   "So we're agreed; they're the ones, and we do whatever it takes to make
sure they accept, yes?"
   Evan nodded, taking Robyn from Sylvie's arms and rocking her gently as
he stroked her hair.
   "We're agreed; whatever Finn and Lara ask for, anything they need,
whatever it takes for them to be happy here, they get it; anything to keep
them sweet.  All I want is an end to this, and to spend the rest of my life
with the two most beautiful women in the world."
   *
   Finn woke with a start, disoriented for a second before his internal map
of the world stopped spinning and memory clicked back into gear.  His
time-sense told him he'd been asleep about an hour, with Lara deliciously
naked and warm right next to him.
   Her lips were parted, and her head was resting on one of her arms folded
behind her, pushing her breasts up and out; she made the perfect picture,
artless and overwhelmingly sexy, and Finn couldn't resist gently kissing
and licking the pink nubs crowning those delicious mounds, feeling them
grow stiff and firm under his tongue.  Lara stirred and murmured, but
didn't awaken, so his wandering hands wandered further abroad.
   As his questing fingertips brushed and caressed her gorgeous body, they
moved inexorably lower, until his fingers were gently rubbing and lightly
pressing against the hood concealing her clitoris, at the very apex of her
bare little slit.
   Finn grinned to himself as he resumed lightly sucking and licking her
nipples while gently circling her clitoris, barely touching her, but enough
to register in her sleeping state.  As he probed and played, his cock once
more rose, stiffening with every passing second as he touched, caressed,
kissed and probed her sleeping body, responding as much to the rush of love
and desire for her as to the innocent, yet erotic and sexually provocative
pose she had unconsciously adopted.
   Lara was dreaming about Finn, about him kissing and touching her as they
lay in a summer cornfield, his lips tantalizing and teasing her as she
closed her eyes, wondering where he was going to kiss and touch her next.
She floated through her dream, her attention focussed solely on her darling
Finny as he made gentle love to her, touching her only with tentative
fingertips and soft lips, covering her in kisses and on the feel of his
warm hands as he loved her.
   Finally he kissed her lips, his breath soft and fresh as he gently,
almost fleetingly brushed her lips with his, and then it was no longer a
dream, he was really there, really kissing her, holding her, loving her.
   She opened her eyes to see his warm blue eyes a few inches away looking
down into hers.
   "Hello playmate!" she murmured, smiling as he smiled at her.
   "Hello Sleeping Beauty!" he murmured back, "I thought a kiss might wake
you up.  Are you rested?"
   Lara turned on her side to look at him, her finger tracing the line of
his jaw and flicking errant curls of hair off his forehead.
   "I feel very rested, Finny darling, rested and ready to play; that is
why you dragged me back here and away from all those delicious-looking
cakes, isn't it?"
   Finn grinned broadly.
   "I did no such thing!  Why, I had to practically fight you off...!"
   Lara reached out to gently tap his nose and run her fingertip down
across his lips.
   "One day I'll tell you just how much it hurt to not have you, to see you
every day and be afraid that someone was going to take you away from me,"
she whispered, her lip trembling.
   "I don't know how I could have lived with that, Finny!  It wasn't just
about sex, either; I could have had that anytime, boys are so horny it
would have been no trouble at all.  But it had to be you, Finny, all of
you; it was always only ever going to be you!"
   She reached out to pull him closer, to find her hands trapped in his as
he held them down on the bed, his head dipping down to kiss her again. 
Lara kissed him back, feeling the heat of his erection as he positioned
himself between her thighs.  He gave her one last searching look, his eyes
glowing like fluorescent sapphires.
   "I love you, Sissy, I always did; I know I had other girlfriends, but
they weren't anything to me, because they weren't you, and I was going out
of my mind, wanting you and knowing I could never have you; until now.  I
love you so much it hurts, Sissy, but it's the best hurt in the world!"
   Lara smiled up at him, her eyes glowing to match his.
   "Make love to me, Finny, love me properly and make me yours!" she
whispered.
   Finn responded by dipping down to once more kiss her, his weight
transferring to his elbows planted on either side of her.  Lara curled her
hand around his neck to hold him as they kissed, her breath hissing between
her teeth as Finn once more slid himself into her tight warmth.
   "Oooh God!  So good, oooh yesss!" she murmured as Finn began slowly
pumping into her, Lara instinctively pushing back against him as he plunged
into her depths.
   "That's right, Finny, make love to me baby, yess, like that, yess, like
that...!" her litany repeated, her eyes closed as she pumped back against
him.
   Finn's pace increased as his excitement rose, his lips insistent against
hers, his kisses almost savage as his tongue stabbed into her mouth,
penetrating her even as his cock found its way into her deepest recesses.
   Lara in turn humped her pelvis against him with increasing intensity,
her legs crossing behind him, holding herself tightly to him as she bucked
against him, forcing herself onto his insistent, pounding cock.
   Finn felt Lara's pussy begin to pulse and grip him as she approached her
climax, and he redoubled his efforts, ramming into her with short,
piston-like strokes, his own climax building unstoppably within him, until
   "Ooohhh GOOOODDD!"screamed Lara, her pussy clamping down tightly around
him as he rammed into her, a wash of warmth covering his cock and balls as
she juiced-out, spraying him in the intensity of her orgasm.
   With that, Finn could hold out no longer, feeling his cock lurch and
pulse as whatever semen he had left to give blasted into her, the last of
his male essence given up in tribute to her.
   Finn gasped as he dry heaved, unable to stop himself from pounding into
her even if he'd wanted to, his pulsating cock burning as he jammed himself
into her as hard as he could, pouring his very last reserves of spunk into
her, his vision blurring and his ears popping with the force of his orgasm.
   Finn slumped down next to his sister, his chest rising and falling
rapidly as the aftermath of orgasm and intense effort washed over him. 
Lara was no better, her body ringing like a bell as aftershocks shuddered
and surged through her, the intense pleasure of her orgasm only slowly
ebbing away, leaving a delicious languor behind.
   Finn, finally almost recovered from the shock of orgasm, turned to face
Lara as she turned to him.
   "Love you, Darling Finny!" she murmured, smiling sleepily as she reached
out to gently poke the end of his nose.
   "Love you too, Sissy!" he returned, gently pulling her closer to wrap
his arms around her, giving her bottom a playful squeeze and jiggle.
   "Again, baby?" she smiled, one eyebrow raised in question.
   Finn returned her grin with a shake of his head.
   "Just being sociable, sexy girl!  Right now I couldn't raise an eyebrow,
let alone anything else; I think you finally ran me dry; I only came a
couple of drops just now.  Congratulations, you emptied my tank!"
   Lara urged his head down and lightly nibbled his chin.
   "I knew you big slabs of beef were all talk!  Put me to sleep, Finny,
make me nice and warm."
   Finn pulled the bedclothes back over them, Lara sighing as she turned
around to spoon against him, once more pulling his arm around her as she
rested her head on his other arm, and lightly rubbed his hip.
   "Get some rest, baby, another late night tonight; who knows, if you're
up to it, you may get to stretch my bum some more!  Good night, darling
Finny, love you!" she yawned.
   "Goodnight, baby-girl, love you too!" murmured Finn, resting his head on
the pillow and inhaling the soft floral scent of her hair, as he too
finally dropped off.
   PART 5: THE SECOND NIGHT
   Once again, the soft, regular chiming awoke them, Finn slowly emerging
from a dream about school, of all things, and something about Lara, memory
flooding back as he realised he was cupping her breast and her nipple was
stiff against his palm, while her warm, soft little apple-bottom was
pressed firmly against his erecting cock.  He kissed her on the nape of her
neck, hearing a soft sigh as she came fully awake.
   "Hello, baby-girl, fancy meeting you here!" he murmured in her ear,
poking his tongue in and making her giggle and squirm delightfully against
him.
   "Stop it Finny, it gives me goosebumps!" she giggled, squirming round to
face him and slide her arm around his waist.  Finn looked levelly at her
for a second or two, then gently pulled her closer and kissed her, his
hands finding her taut bum cheeks and gently, insistently pulling them
apart as they kissed.  Lara returned his kiss warmly, holding him as their
tongues fenced and darted together.
   "You know I love you, right?" she said when they finally surfaced.
   Finn fondled her bottom, enjoying the feel of her hands as they caressed
his cock and balls, not trying to excite or inflame him, just maintaining
contact.
   "Yes I do, and I love you too Sissy," he replied, grinning and giving
her bottom an extra jiggle before lightly smacking her on her rump.
   "Come on, the thirty-minute warning's gone off, so quick shower, then we
have to get dressed; move it, Sissy!" he growled.
   Lara poked her tongue out at him and sat up, shaking out her hair as she
did so.  The sight of her body rippling as she shook out her hair made Finn
seriously consider just ditching the dinner, grabbing his sister right now,
and staying right here instead, with his cock jammed into her and her
delicious long legs wrapped tightly around him.
   But common politeness won out; as Lara had been at pains to point out
that first night, they were guests here, so had to abide by the house
rules.
   Finn let Lara go first with the shower; he didn't trust himself to keep
his hands off her, and they were short of time as it was.  When he stepped
out of the shower, Lara was already dressed, wearing a short, slinky black
cocktail dress, nude seamed stockings, and towering black stiletto heels.
With her long legs and skin-tight dress moulded to her lithe body, she
looked sophisticated, elegant, and sexy as hell.  Finn whistled softly at
the sight of his little sister dressed to kill.  Lara smiled happily at his
compliment, giving a twirl so he could see all of her.
   Finn quickly toweled and combed his hair into something approaching
neat, and buttoned himself into the pleated-front dress shirt Lara had laid
out for him.  He eventually tied his black tie to his satisfaction and set
his cuff-link Dress studs straight, before shrugging on his suit.  Finally
he straightened his jacket in the mirror, shot his cuffs like a riverboat
gambler, and turned to Lara with a grin.
   "Well, do I pass?" he smiled.
   Lara looked him up and down and frowned, stepping closer and tugging his
tie open.
   "I thought you knew how to tie one of these!" she grinned.  Finn looked
injured.
   "I thought I did; I tied it exactly the way I did at the Fresher's Ball
at Uni last year!" he protested, smiling ruefully.  "Obviously I didn't do
it right then either."
   Lara re-tied his black tie properly for him, brushed off his lapels, and
took his arm.
   "There, that's better, too suave for words!  Now, take me to dinner,
Young Sir!" she urged, smiling as he smiled back at her.
   Once again they followed the lights blinking in sync with Lara's
bracelet, along yet another corridor to a pair of large double doors.  As
they approached, the doors swung open, to reveal yet another opulent room,
only much smaller than the room yesterday, with a stunningly set table,
silver, crystal glassware and floral centrepieces much in evidence.
   Everyone else was already there.  They were the last to arrive, and once
again a team of girls, now dressed professionally in short black skirts and
high-necked white blouses, showed everyone to their seats.
   The meal was, if anything, even more lavish than the previous night;
Finn's head swam at the number and variety of dishes served to them; some
he'd only ever read about, some he'd never heard of, but all exquisite and
all of them utterly delicious.  Course after delicious course made its way
to table, meats, fish and shellfish, rich, decadent desserts, dishes hot
and cold, all served on the finest china by the team of smiling girls who'd
met them on their arrival.
   Conversation sparkled and flew up and down the table, Evan, Sylvie and
Robyn making toasts to salute and honour their guests, and to Finn, at
least, it felt like a special occasion; Evan and his sisters had gone to
extraordinary lengths to mark this night as special, and everyone present
seemed to have picked up on that.  Plus, the feel of Lara's hand on his lap
as she lightly squeezed him every so often made sure he remembered her
promise of earlier...
   When dinner was done, Evan rose and spoke to the assembled couples.
   "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special treat for you tonight; please,
follow me!"
   They all trooped out, along another corridor, and through into what felt
like a large, airy space, although it was pitch black.  As they stood in
silence, wondering what was coming next, all the lights blazed at once, and
they found themselves in a large room decked-out as a speakeasy nightclub,
complete with neon signs, private booths, a dance-floor, bartenders with
slicked-back, patent-leather Rudolf Valentino hair and pencil moustaches,
and waitresses in tiny frilly skirts and seamed stockings.
   As the lights flared, the latest sounds came blaring from the
sound-system, and a podium with a pair of polished steel poles was
highlighted by a set of spotlights.  A pair of girls in brief glittery
costumes spun and whirled on the poles, shedding their clothes as they did
so.  The guests stood enthralled as the girls spun acrobatically, their
long hair splaying out as they whirled on the poles, their eyes flashing as
brightly as the sequins dusting their bodies.
   Other girls circulated through the crowd, handing an envelope to each
couple.  Finn opened his and stared at the wad of crisp banknotes inside,
then he understood, and grinned.  Lara grinned cheekily, took some of the
notes, and was one of the first to push the folded banknotes into the
skimpy thongs of the dancers, her expression showing how much she was
enjoying the show.
   The girls finished their act entirely naked, their shaved pussies and
rouged nipples in plain view as they fondled each other while they kissed,
then turned to wink lewdly and blow a kiss at the audience, who clapped and
cheered, showering them with even more banknotes as they picked up the
money already littering the podium.
   There were other pretty girls in skimpy flapper costumes, complete with
diamante headdresses, ostrich boa's and foot-long cigarette-holders,
circulating around the club, and it didn't take Finn long to realize they
were lap-dancers, especially when one of the girls shimmied in front of
him, her breasts bouncing beneath her brief flapper dress as she smilingly
offered him a lap-dance.  He blushed as he started to refuse, but Lara cut
him short.
   "Yes, we'd love one, please!  Me first!"
   Finn watched in open-mouthed astonishment as the girl stripped as she
writhed, her dress falling from her shoulders to reveal a magnificent body
dusted with glitter, and wearing only a skimpy thong underneath.  She began
her dance by rubbing herself against Lara, pressing her breasts into his
sister, who grinned with every indication of enjoying it very much indeed.
Lara smiled sexily at Finn as she gently flicked and tugged on the girl's
nipples, making her giggle and shake her shoulders, causing her breasts to
dance and toll.
   The girl finished her dance by pulling Lara against her as she kissed
her, Lara holding and squeezing her thong-clad bottom before letting go and
nodding at the girl, who then pulled away and winked broadly at Finn.
   "Your turn, Baby!" grinned Lara, nudging Finn, and before he could say
anything the half-naked girl had gone back into her routine, only now it
was even more sexually explicit.  She held and squeezed her breasts as she
pouted at him, tugging on her nipples as she swivelled and gyrated her hips
at him, then turning and pulling her buttocks apart as she jiggled them,
before sitting in his lap and grinding against him.  Finn looked at Lara in
helpless embarrassment, expecting to see anger, or at least annoyance, but
she was grinning broadly, obviously enjoying the show.
   For the big finish, the girl straddled him and thrust her large breasts
into his face while she ran her fingers though his hair, rubbing and
grinding her crotch into his, then slid off him, turned around and bent
double, holding her ankles while jiggling and clenching her thong-clad
behind in his face.  Finn flushed scarlet, his eyes nearly popping from his
head when the girl yanked her thong off, her shaved pussy lips and
puckered, pink little anus clearly displayed for him.
   Lara could barely contain her laughter as Finn flushed scarlet.
   The girl straightened-up and grabbed her skimpy dress, then leaned in
and planted a kiss right on his lips.  She winked at Lara and giggled, then
took the envelope Finn handed her and pulled out the money inside, her eyes
widening at the amount, before once again kissing Finn lightly, and Lara
once more, a little more seriously.
   "He's gorgeous, you're a lucky girl!" she stage-whispered, grinning as
Finn flushed again.
   As she strutted away, her taut buttocks twinkling as her hips swayed,
Lara leaned over and kissed him once, lightly.
   "She's right; I am a lucky girl!" she murmured."Now, dance with me,
Finny, I want to boogie!"
   Finn led Lara out onto the dance floor and basically stood there while
she danced around him, like most of the guys on the dance floor, but he
enjoyed watching her move, and she obviously enjoyed it too, pausing every
so often to teasingly kiss him then laugh and duck away as he tried to grab
her.
   As they danced, Lara clinging to him during the slow numbers, their lips
met more than once in long, slow kisses, while around them the dance floor
gradually emptied.  Eventually Finn noticed they were nearly alone on the
dance floor, and was about to mention it to Lara as she swayed against him,
oblivious to the world, when he saw what was happening in some of the
booths surrounding the dance floor.  He nudged Lara, hearing her gasp and
soft giggle as she saw what he was seeing.
   Nearly every booth was occupied by a couple having a lap-dance, and not
just lap-dances; in the booth nearest them it had gone further, much
further; the lap-dancer was being enthusiastically pounded by a guy while
his sister watched, her hand moving rapidly inside her panties as she and
the dancer kissed and groped each other.
   As they looked around, there were several more scenes echoing that, but
different combinations or permutations; sometimes it was just the guy and
his sister, sometimes the sister was watching while her brother hammered
into one of the girls, and in at least two of the booths the brother looked
on while his sister and one of the naked lap-dancers kissed, groped, and
ground enthusiastically against each other.
   "Finny, look..." she breathed, and "...I know..." was all he could
murmur in reply, trying desperately to prevent his cock erecting at such an
open and overt display of sexual gratification.
   Somehow it seemed more intense, not like the scene earlier in the pool
area; that had just felt like a raucous beach-party that had gotten a
little out of hand; this felt altogether different, more planned and
'adult', and all he could think of was how much he needed to be alone with
his sister right now...
   "Finny..." murmured Lara, and as he turned to her, she pulled his head
down, kissing him deeply while her hand lightly rubbed his swelling cock,
feeling his girth though the material of his dress trousers.
   Finn pulled her to him, his lips almost savage against hers as he kissed
her with all his strength, holding her against him and grinding his
bone-hard cock against her mons, hearing her gasp and mew as their sexes
ground together, until he had to break for air.
   "Sissy...our room...now..." he muttered thickly, lust and desire glowing
in his eyes, matching the glow in hers.
   As they left the 'nightclub', Evan and his two sisters grinned at each
other in their booth as they nodded, Finn and Lara's actions confirming yet
again what they already knew or had surmised about them.
   *
   Back in their room, Finn wasted no time in stripping Lara, listening in
satisfaction as she squeaked with surprise as he unzipped her dress and
pulled it down and off her in one move, leaving her standing in just
stockings and a wispy black thong.
   As she turned to face him, he pulled her close, his hands clenching her
buttocks tightly as he pulled her into his crotch.  Lara moaned as her
thong-clad pussy ground against his hardness, her fingers twining in his
hair as she pulled him closer for a hot, needy kiss.
   "Get naked, Finny, that's an order!" she husked, and Finn jumped to
obey, his eyes never leaving his sister's naked perfection as he tore off
his shirt and kicked his pants away, levered off his shoes and yanked his
socks off, until only his tented shorts remained.  Lara reached down and
slowly stroked the front of his shorts, squeezing his turgid cock as she
felt the solid girth.
   "What shall we do now, Finny?" she teased, licking her lips as she
smiled.
   Finn hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts, but Lara stopped
him.
   "Uh-uh, mine!" she smiled, and knelt down in front of him, her face
level with his crotch, and, slipping her fingers into his waistband, slowly
peeled his tight shorts down, her eyes lighting up as his thick,
angry-looking cock slipped out, almost falling into her waiting mouth.
   "What shall I do with this, Finny?  Please, tell me..." she asked
softly, her expression a mixture of innocence and wanton lust.
   Finn held his breath as he gently pushed forward with his hips.  Lara's
eyes twinkled as she opened her lush lips and slowly engulfed the head of
his cock, her lips stretched into an obscene scarlet 'O' as she slowly
sucked the large pulsating head and thick shaft.
   Finn's eyes closed in ecstasy as Lara slowly sucked him, her tongue
softly tracing the contours of his cock-head, licking at the frenulum and
gently rubbing the furrowed tip as she slowly, deliberately fellated him.
Finn knew he couldn't take much of this, especially when she began to
squeeze the shaft as her head slowly bobbed, never once letting up with the
delicious suction.
   With her free hand, she now began to gently squeeze and manipulate his
swollen scrotum, her talented fingers gently squeezing and fondling the
seeds one after another, while all the while her mascara'd eyes stared up
into his in a display of demure yet wanton sluttishness he'd never have
thought possible from his gorgeous little sister.  Never, he thought, had
he seen Lara look so innocent, yet so hotly fuckable.
   Lara increased her sucking and fondling of him, and for Finn there could
only be one outcome.
   "Sissy...don't...I'm...oh God!" he stammered, while Lara sucked and
fondled even harder, feeling his cock tense even further in her hand.  Finn
could feel his orgasm rising, and Lara, always perfectly in tune with him,
gently scratched his perineum.  That was all it took to open the
floodgates.
   "Oohh Goooddd!  Ooohhh Jeez, fuck!" gasped Finn, his cock swelling in
her mouth as it lurched, a sinewy, muscular jolt, and then a spray of
thick, creamy sperm hit the back of her throat.  Lara barely had time to
swallow before another powerful spurt, then another filled her mouth as
Finn's hot, salty-sweet spun bulleted into her mouth, and Lara gulped it
down greedily, revelling in the taste of her man emptying himself into her
mouth as she sucked avidly, licking and sucking as the jets of spunk died
down to a trickle.  Lara licked up the last remnants of spunk bubbling from
his still solidly erect cock and licked his cock-head clean, before smiling
up at Finn as he gazed in wonder at her.
   Finn's legs trembled with the effort of remaining upright as one of the
most powerful orgasms he'd ever felt took its toll on him, and Lara led him
to the bed, recognising that if he didn't lie down, he was going to fall
down.  Once on the bed, Finn pulled his sister closer by her delectable
little buttocks, squeezing, lifting and separating the firm cheeks even as
his lips sought hers.
   "You're amazing, you know that?" he smiled, and Lara's eyes glittered at
the compliment.
   "Now it's my turn, Finny; make me shudder, baby, I want to see the
elephant!" she grinned, her soft, gently insistent hands arousing him as
she squeezed and caressed his erect penis.
   Finn rolled onto his back, taking Lara with him so she now lay on him,
her legs on either side of his waist, and his cock sandwiched between their
bellies.  Lara bit her lip and grinned as she began sliding back and forth
ever so slightly, just enough to make him close his eyes as the delicious
friction rubbed and massaged his cock, sending thrills of sweet agony
through him as her satin-smooth skin slid over the sensitive tip of his
cock.
   When Lara judged she'd tortured him enough, she leaned down to kiss him,
her lips hot and insistent, rousing him once more into a state of almost
unbearable need.  Finn's hands clamped onto the firm cheeks of her bum,
moulding and squeezing them as he pushed his erection against her, letting
her know he was ready for her.
   Lara raised up slightly, feeling for his cock, then aiming it at her
damp labia, before slowly pushing back against him, feeling her pussy
stretch once more as he slid into her.
   "Ooohh yess, ooohh yeess, like that Finny!" she muttered as he slid
further and further into her, the welcome invasion feeling endless and
truly delightful, the sensation of being stretched and filled both
breathtaking and arousing.
   Lara slid upright, her hips gyrating as she pumped on top of her
brother, and Finn's hands danced over her, holding, squeezing, pinching,
caressing, filling her world with sensation and delight as the they moved
together.  Lara could feel her explosion gathering, thrills and tendrils of
orgasms already curling and twisting through her, her nipples throbbing
insistently in sync with the beat of her heart, and the increasingly
stronger and more thrilling pulsations from her highly stimulated pussy. 
When Finn slid his hands up her torso to cup and squeeze her breasts, her
breath caught in her throat, and when he cupped her breasts to roll and
squeeze her nipples, the dam finally burst.
   Lara screamed as orgasm surged through her, unbearably thrilling pulses
of pure wonder beating insistently through her, wave after delightful wave,
her entire body feeling like it was glowing with an electric aura as all
her nerve endings sang and chorused in a chord of pure pleasure.  Her bones
felt like they were filled with molten gold, a sensation of liquid heat
that carried her through the mist of ecstasy as all her senses shut down,
and she floated in a timeless place with nothing except the pure,
explosive, utterly thrilling power of orgasm to sustain her.
   As the last waves of pleasure uncoiled and drained from her, sight, and
sensation, the feel of her Finny holding her, the staccato beat of her
heart drumming wildly in her chest, all these things returned, bringing her
back to the mortal world after her brush with timeless ecstasy.  Lara
slumped down against Finn, her breath sobbing in her lungs as the
aftershocks of her gigantic orgasm ebbed and eased away, leaving her in
their wake, satisfied beyond her ability to describe, and tired beyond
belief.
   Finn pulled her against him, Lara grateful for the calm, measured beat
of his heart against the drum-roll still pounding in her chest as her heart
slowly returned to normal.
   "You're okay, it's okay, I've got you..." came Finn's voice, calm and
soothing, his soft hands running over her body, calming, relieving, washing
away the unbelievable stress of her heart-stopping orgasm.
   "Calm down, Sissy, that's it, baby, breathe, yes that's it..." he
chanted softly as his gentle hands continued to caress and knead her, Lara
responding to his voice on another level entirely as she heard the concern
and boundless love in his voice.  Finny was worried!  What just happened?
   She raised her head, the effort almost more than she could manage, to
look into his beautiful bright blue eyes, now almost violet as his emotions
vied for control of him.
   "Finny...what...what happened?" she croaked, seeing Finn smile as his
eyes brightened and his arms tightened around her
   "Welcome back, baby!  I was so worried; I thought you'd had a seizure or
something!  I think you saw the elephant!"
   Lara smiled as her phrase came back to her.
   "Yes I did, I was in the best place in the world, and it was because of
you!  Oh Finny, promise you'll keep doing that to me forever!"
   Finn pulled her closer, and kissed the tip of her nose.
   "For you, Princess, anything, anything in the world, I promise!"
   Lara suddenly looked upset.
   "What about you, baby, you didn't get anything from that!" she
whispered, her lip trembling.  For answer, Finn rolled her onto her side,
his hands once more clamped around her buttocks as he kissed her, grinning
with her when he slid his finger into her tightly creased little anus.
   "I think I know what someone wants!" she grinned minxily, pushing back
against the digit sliding in and out of her anus, "Get the lube, baby, now
I'm recovered a little, I think I need a little attention elsewhere
tonight, are you up to it?"
   Finn picked up the tube of gel from the night-stand and squeezed a
finger-full out, then turned Lara so he could massage it into her tight
little hole.
   "Put a lot in there, please Finny!" she grinned, "earlier by the pool
was good, but I want a longer ride right now, so better grease me up good!"
   Finn pushed as much into her as he could, then slid a finger in, moving
it around until he could fit a second finger in; Lara moaned and sighed as
he gently frigged her bottom, opening and loosening her hole, her moans
increasing when he added more lube and worked a third finger into her,
pumping away until she grabbed his wrist.
   "Enough, Finny, please, I'm not a fucking glove puppet!  Now, get that
big thing of yours up here right now, I want you in me!"
   Lara lay face down on the bed, and Finn pulled a couple of pillows under
her midriff to raise her midsection up.  Lara reached back, and pulled her
cheeks apart, showing Finn her shiny, well-lubricated anus.  Finn rubbed a
final spurt of gel over the tip of his cock and leaned up over her, aiming
himself just right, until the tip of his cock was pressing lightly against
her pink crease, teasing her.
   "Finny, don't ...!" she growled, "Just do it!"
   Finn stroked her hips and held her as he slowly pushed into her,
listening to her gasps and waiting for her to tell him to stop if he hurt
her.  His lubricated cock slid slowly into her tight anus, the head popping
in past her ring which clamped tightly around his shaft as he leaned
forward, taking his weight on his forearms as he covered her with his body.
   "Ooohhh God, ooh that's so big, oh Christ..." muttered Lara as he slowly
sunk into her depths, until his stomach was resting against her smooth,
firm buttocks, his large prick shoved all the way up inside her bottom.
   Finn waited until she'd stopped panting, then, at her nod, began to
slowly withdraw.
   "Ooohh YESS!" gasped Lara, her bottom dancing as she humped back against
him, seeking to draw him back into herself.  Finn withdrew nearly all the
way, then slid back in again, the ring of her anus holding him tightly, and
his need to come, to fill her with his sperm rapidly gaining ground.
   Gritting his teeth, he pushed back into her, holding back as best he
could as the sensations of furnace heat and rippling, throbbing flesh
threatened to push him over the edge.
   Finn slid his hands under his sister and cupped her breasts, his fingers
once more rubbing and squeezing her nipples, building yet another storm
inside her as he pounded into her arse, his cock jack-hammering as he
pushed Lara to yet another gigantic orgasm.
   Lara groaned as her orgasm hit her, her eyesight dimming as the waves of
pleasure washed over her again, her body shuddering as she basked in the
overload of sexual pleasure.  Her anus clamped down on his cock, and Finn
shouted, unable to restrain himself as the pressure finally tipped him over
too, sperm reserves he wasn't aware he had spraying out of his swollen cock
and bathing her bowels with the heat of his climax, spurt after spurt, his
body convulsing as each iron-hard bolt of spunk jetted from him, until at
last he slumped down, too wrung out to move.  His last conscious thought
was to roll away so he didn't crush his Sissy as he collapsed into an
exhausted stupor, Lara held tightly in his arms as they both slept like
stones.
   *
   PART 6: THE NEXT MORNING
   The soft chimes woke them, Finn disoriented and blurry, still not fully
recovered from the enormous expenditure of energy earlier, but smiled at
Lara, fast asleep in his arms, innocent and softly alluring in sleep, her
out-thrust bottom lip ripe for nibbling and licking, so he did, until she
opened her eyes and smiled at him.
   "Hello beautiful boy!" she grinned, nipping his lip in return, giggling
softly as his hand gently caressed her breasts, flicking her nipples idly.
   "Come on, Finny, shower time, then breakfast; I'm starved, come on!"
   Once they'd showered, shampooed, and in Finn's case, shaved, they
dressed for what they guessed would be another pool-side breakfast.  They
left their room and followed the LED on Lara's bracelet, blinking red this
time, for some reason.
   After a couple of turns, Finn realised they weren't making for the pool
area, they were going in another direction entirely, and as he was about to
mention it to Lara, they came to a smaller set of polished double doors,
which swung open as they approached.  They glimpsed Robyn, and another
couple, just the backs of their heads visible in the deep Chesterfield sofa
they were sitting in.
   As Finn and his sister entered the room, Evan stood up, his face
wreathed in smiles.
   "Finn, Lara, good morning, and for once, it really is morning!"
   At the mention of their names the two people on the sofa heads' snapped
around, and Finn stopped in shock; it was mum, and Uncle Mike!  Lara
gasped, instinctively drawing closer to him as his arm went around her.
   "Mum, what are you doing here?" exclaimed Lara, hugging her as her
mother was suddenly holding her.
   "Finn, Lara...I don't know, I was in...I was at Uncle Mike's place,
these people turned up and said we had to come with them!" She looked away
guiltily for a moment, then continued.
   "They wouldn't take no for an answer, baby, they practically forced us
into this blacked-out car and drove us for hours...what's going on, baby,
who are these people, what do they want with us, what have you done?"
   Their Uncle Mike was also looking confused, and more than a little
angry, but he made no move toward the pair of them, possibly because they
were flanked by a pair of burly, black-suited men with sunglasses who'd
suddenly appeared from nowhere.
   Finn was still reeling with the shock of seeing his mother here, the
last person he would have expected to see.  Evan stepped between them, once
again the urbane host.
   "Please, Mrs.  Elliot, Mr.  Kershaw, have a seat, everything will be
explained, I promise you."
   Their mother looked like she was about to object, but her brother
touched her elbow.
   "Carys, please, it's alright, let's hear them out..." he whispered, his
touch seeming to calm his sister, and they both took their seats again.
   Mike cocked his head at Evan.
   "OK, now we're seated, perhaps you'd care to explain why my sister and I
were virtually kidnapped and brought here, just who the hell you people are
and what makes you think you can do that, and what the blazes Finn and Lara
have to do with all this!"
   Evan leaned back in his chair, Robyn sitting on the arm next to him.
   "Mrs.  Elliot, Finn and Lara have been our guests over the weekend;
they've been enjoying themselves along with our other guests, but we also
invited them for a reason; to offer them a business proposal of sorts; they
haven't rejected it out of hand, and we hope they'll say yes."
   Carys Elliot snorted.
   "This is preposterous!  My children are going to finish university, not
go haring-off on some wild 'get-rich-quick' business proposal on your
say-so, whoever you are!"
   Evan frowned slightly.
   "I rather think that's for them to say; they're both over eighteen, they
have minds and free-will, and any decision about their future has to
include them, wouldn't you say?"
   Carys bridled at his confident tone, her face reddening as her anger
rose.  She opened her mouth to speak, but was cut off by Finn.
   "Mum, enough, please!  Evan and his sisters made us an offer, an offer
too good to pass up, and we're not going to.  Lara and me, this is what we
want, and we're going to accept.  We'll both finish university, I promise,
but this is what we want.  Sissy?"
   Lara took Finn's hand, their mother's eyes narrowing as comprehension
dawned as Finn squeezed her hand reassuringly.
   "Mum, Finny and me, this is what we want, truly.  It's a fantastic
offer, it will bring us all we've ever wanted, and we're taking it.  I'm
sorry mum, I wish we'd been able to tell you another way, but Finny and me,
we're...together now, we're staying together, and this is the way to make
our future happen!"
   Carys' eyes widened as she took in what her daughter had just said.  Her
face suddenly paled as she exchanged a furtive glance with her own brother
before speaking.
   "Are you telling me that you two...together...like that...no, you can't,
you mustn't, it's wrong..."
   Evan interjected before she said something she'd regret.
   "Mrs.  Elliot, because of the nature of the weekends we host here, we
vet our guests rather carefully.  Finn and Lara were vetted as a matter of
course, and while we were checking them out, this came into our
possession."
   So saying, he slotted a USB pen drive into a port on the side of the
huge TV screen behind him and clicked a remote.  A video began playing,
Finn, Lara and Carys all gasping as the scene unfolded.
   There, on screen, were Carys and her brother, standing in the doorway of
a closed shop in Whitchurch market, locked in a passionate kiss, hands
roaming over each other, Mike hands openly squeezing and fondling her
bottom as they kissed.
   Another scene clicked on, this time Mike and Carys leaning against a
tree in a park somewhere, kissing again, and this time Carys' hands were
quite obviously fondling and squeezing Mike's cock, his own hands cupping
her breasts as they kissed
   The scene jumped, and now Finn recognised Mike's house in Oswestry. 
Someone had taken the movie with a long-range lens, the interior of the
master bedroom visible through the picture window, and they could quite
clearly see Carys on all fours on the bed, Mike kneeling behind her, their
features clear and unmistakeable, her brother holding her by the hips as he
pounded into her.
   There was something wild, and primal, primitive and compelling in
watching their mother fuck with such abandon, and Finn felt himself
responding, realising as he watched the couple on-screen that his mother
was a beautiful, sexual woman, but more than that; he was seeing Lara in
twenty years time; she was her mother's daughter in more ways than one, and
he had much to look forward to.
   Carys had gone white, as had Mike, the blood draining from their faces
as their shameful secret was laid bare in front of her children, her
expression aghast as Evan clicked off the television.
   "So now you're going to...to blackmail me, blackmail us, you'd do that
to me?  Why?  Finn, Lara, don't...I'm..." she whispered, tears of shame in
her eyes.
   Lara longed to hug her, to tell her that she would never do that, but
Evan spoke first, his voice soft and calming
   "No-one's blackmailing anyone, Mrs.  Elliot; I merely showed you that to
underline that everyone here has secrets, so please, no more judging. 
There's only one copy of this drive, so here, it's yours, we have no use
for it, keep it, wipe it do whatever you want with it.  Would you like
something to drink, some tea, perhaps, something to calm you down?"
   Carys nodded gratefully, burying her face in her brother's shoulder as
one of the black-suited men nodded and turned away, leaving as silently as
he'd arrived.
   Mike Kershaw, Lara's Uncle Mike, cleared his throat nervously, drawing
their attention to him.
   "So if you had that...thing...of us...what next?  Lara says she and Finn
are together, why do they need to be here, what kind of proposition have
you made them?  They're still my niece and nephew, still my only family, I
think I have a right to know!"
   "Shall I answer that?" came Sylvie's voice from the doorway, so Evan
nodded, handing the floor to her.  Sylvie swayed into the room, and sat
gracefully on the other arm of Evan's chair.
   "Mrs.  Elliot, Mr.  Kershaw, may I call you Carys and Mike?" Both
nodded, so she continued.
   "Carys, Mike, we run a...a club here, a very special, very discreet
club, but now we feel it's time for us to go, so we looked for people we
thought could trust to take it away from us and do things properly.  We
found Lara and Finn, and so now all this you see around you, this house,
this whole complex, the staff, the fleet of cars, everything here, now
belongs to them."
   She smiled at their thunderstruck expressions before continuing.
   "They are the new owners, and all the privileges and responsibilities
that goes with carrying on our work falls on them.  But they can't do it
alone; they need their family to be there for them as well.  This is where
you come in, and the reason we brought you here."
   She paused to smile at them both.
   "The care and upkeep of this place is taken care of.  Finny and Lara
will each be paid a very generous allowance, and this place is theirs to do
with as they please, however they see fit; they're the owners now.  Their
allowances will make them wealthy, we've seen to that; their futures in
that respect are taken care of.  What they'll need from you is to know that
you support them, that you'll be happy for them.  In return, I have a
proposition for you, for both of you."
   Carys and Mike looked at each other, then warily at Sylvia.
   "Go on..." murmured Carys, her expression softening as Sylvie smiled
sympathetically at her.
   "When Finny and Lara elected to throw-in with us, they became part of
our family, a very special part.  That also includes you and Mike, if you
let it happen; we have it in our power to ensure that Kershaw-Elliot
Associates becomes one of the most sought-after and successful
architectural practices in the world; we have enough commissions spread
among the 600 or so companies we own or control to keep you both busy and
in demand for the rest of your lives."
   "If we keep our mouths shut and stay away from them, I suppose...!"
gritted Mike, to be brought up short by Sylvie.
   "Not in the slightest; this is not an attempt to shut you up, or some
kind of bribe; you're Finn and Lara's family, we couldn't very well give
them everything they wanted and leave you to one side; no, this is a gift
from them, not 'hush-money' from us, I promise you.  I suspect you and
Carys would like to be together.  This is your chance; we have properties
in Nice, Cannes, San Marino, San Tropez, a dozen other places, and we have
no use for any of them, pick one, remodel it to suit you, live there and be
together, that's really what you want, isn't it?  "
   Lara watched her mother as she looked at Mike, her eyes huge as all her
dreams were handed to her on a platter.
   "Mum...?" she said, almost too soft to be heard, but her mother turned
to look at her, then once more gazed at Mike.  He picked up at once the
longing in his sister's eyes, and his face, so much like Finn's from
certain angles, broke into a happy smile.
   "Well, when you put it like that...!"
   *
   EPILOGUE
   Finn moved against Lara, his cock pounding into her, Lara mewling in
ecstasy as he drove into her again and again, pushing her closer and closer
to the brink, until, as his lips clamped over hers, he slid his finger into
her tight little anus as he jammed his cock into her as hard as he could.
   Lara screamed as orgasm bowled over her, wave after wave of exquisite
pleasure lashing and battering at her, a summer storm of perfect ecstasy.
Her pussy and anus clamped down on the invaders, the sudden pressure on his
cock too much to bear any longer, and Finn groaned out loud, perfect
pleasure echoing her perfect storm as endless spurts of spunk sprayed out
of him, bathing and filling her every secret, innermost place.
   Finn slumped down against his perfect sister, his hand on her smooth
belly tracing every trill and quiver as aftershocks raced and surged inside
her, slowly dying away into the lassitude of afterglow.
   After a while he became aware that the chime was calling, endlessly
repeating.  Lara grinned as she hoisted herself up on one elbow, pulling
the covers over them in some semblance of modesty.
   "Yes Haley, is there a problem?" she called, and the big screen on the
far wall flicked itself on.  Haley Moore's face appeared, a wrinkle between
her perfect eyebrows.
   "Oh Eewww, what's wrong with you two, get a room!" she grinned.
   "Was there something, Hales, or were you just trying to cause coitus
interruptus?" grinned Lara, completely at ease with her best friend and now
personal assistant and Head housekeeper, albeit an extremely well-paid and
very special housekeeper.  Hayley had discovered in herself a talent for
organisation bordering on genius, and was instrumental in the spectacular
successes of the last several 'Sisterfest' weekends, including a New Year
weekend that was going to be well-nigh impossible to top.
   It was Hayley's idea to call herself 'housekeeper', although it has to
be said, few housekeepers get Ferrari F430's as Christmas presents from
their bosses...
   "Your mum's on Skype, do you want to get some clothes on, or are you
just going to whip the covers off and show her Finn's dick as well?"
   "Haley!" sighed Lara, Haley responding with an even wider grin.
   "I've said it before, and I'll say it again; Finn, you've got a lovely
bum!" she smirked.
   "Hales!" gritted Lara, so Haley grinned, winked at them both, and
suddenly there was Carys, behind her the blazing whites and brilliant
turquoise blue of the Mediterranean.  Carys looked like she was fit to
burst.
   "Lara, look, we did the scan today, it's confirmed, we're having another
baby!"
   Finn and his sister chatted with their excited mother for a few more
minutes before she had to dash, but she left them both excited as well, and
Lara more than a little wistful.
   "Finny, when do you suppose we can have a baby?" she wondered softly,
and Finn, always in tune with his beautiful sister's moods, gathered her in
so he could look into her marvellous eyes.
   "Tomorrow if you like.  We've been playing host here for nearly five
years now, we've got a pile of cash set aside, and Evan was asking just the
other day if we were ready to follow them, and I have to say, the three of
them look good, and happier than ever with a bunch of kids running around
them.  When you're ready, just say so and I'll be right there with you."
   Lara reached up to brush his cheek with her fingertips.
   "You really mean that, don't you?  As long as I know you mean it, I'll
be happy to wait.  Maybe one more year, then we'll hold another mid-summer
'Sisterfest' and see if any likely candidates pop out at us, deal?"
   "Deal!" he grinned, "I just can't believe mum's popping out yet another
one, at her age, too!" which earned him a dig in the ribs from her sharp
elbow.
   "Mum's only 43, she's not some withered old crone!" she hissed, Finn
holding up his hands and grinning in surrender.
   "I have to say, though" he conceded, "I'm glad she had another little
girl; Morwen's a doll, she looks just like I remember you when you were
tiny.  I can't wait to make one of my own just like her, no sir, not at
all!"
   Lara stretched like a cat, her eyes hooded and inviting.
   "Then come here, big brother, lets practice; after all, practice makes
perfect!"
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