Sylvie looked behind her, and smiled at Robyn, who stepped next to her and slid her arm around her waist. Evan appeared from nowhere, and both girls split apart to allow him to step between them, his arms sliding around their waists. He grinned at the group of stunned young men and preening, scantily-clad girls as he spoke.
“Gentlemen, this is a place of sexual experimentation as well as a place for you to explore the needs of your sisters, and enjoy her favours, or anyone else’s, for that matter. There are no rules, nothing is forbidden except the following; there are no names, no-one will exchange details, telephone numbers, email addresses, anything like that; other than your sibling, no-one here knows you, and it must remain that way; you are anonymous for a reason, and must protect that anonymity, just as it will protect you. The cardinal rule, however, is: if a girl says no, she means no, and there is no negotiation or alteration possible on that point.”
He paused, again waiting for the susurration of whispered comment in the room to die down.
“Each of the ladies has been given a bracelet, only Sylvie, Robyn, and I have keys for them, and on that bracelet is a panic button; pressing it will cause the male with her to be removed from here and this group immediately and permanently. The bracelets cannot be removed, any tampering with them will send an alarm to Sylvie, Robyn, or me, and our security staff will deal with the matter accordingly. Remember, gentlemen, no-one gets hurt, ever. You have each been assigned a room, what you do in there is entirely up to you, provided the rules I just mentioned are adhered to; otherwise, have fun, be gentle, and remember, your sister brought you here because of how she feels about you, so please honour and respect the step she’s taken, and be sure you thank her appropriately!”
While Evan spoke, his hands had disappeared from around his two sisters’ waists, and now, the two girls turned to him and kissed him deeply, before kissing each other deeply, soulfully, their lips and tongues working, and Finn couldn’t help but see, like everyone else in the room, that his hands were underneath their dresses, that they had no panties on, and that Evan was running his fingers over their glistening slits, between the cheeks of their bottoms, and rubbing slowly over their pink little anuses as they kissed and tongued each other. Sylvie and Robyn broke their kiss to smile slyly at the assembled brothers and sisters. Robyn now spoke, her face flushed as Evan’s hand continued to work between her legs.
“This house is shielded from using mobile telephones, but even so, we still can’t allow their use here, especially if the handset is GPS-enabled, just in case, so each of your sisters has a bag with your names on it. Please take off all watches and personal jewellery, and put it in the bag, along with your telephone handset, and leave the bag on the table by the door; it will be sealed and locked in the strong-room by myself and one of our security team, and returned to you before you go. There is no time here, ladies and gentlemen, and for the duration of your stay, you will live in a perpetual ‘now’; all the windows have sealed shutters, so you won’t know if it’s day or night, all you will know will be the time you spend exploring, understanding and loving the one who loved you enough to bring you here. Please feel free to indulge your every whim, to experiment, to try new things with new people if that’s what you want to do; as my brother has said, nothing is forbidden except that no-one be forced or harmed. There are several fully-stocked pantries, the ladies all know where they are, please, eat and drink whatever you please, whenever you please, it’s here for you to enjoy as the mood takes you. There will be several banquets and buffets during your stay here, you will be alerted thirty minutes before one is due to start, whether or not you choose to attend is entirely up to you. There is no alcohol allowed here, for obvious reasons, but we have a wide range of soft-drinks, fruit juices, and boutique bottled waters from around the world, please, help yourselves.”
She stopped speaking to catch her breath; obviously, whatever Evan was doing was catching-up with her.
“The first banquet and mixer is tonight, the bell will sound thirty minutes beforehand, everyone is requested to attend, but there are no rules; what happens at the banquet and mixer is entirely up to you, all of you, but I think I can promise you a festive night you might just remember for the rest of your lives! Until then, your time is your own, I urge you to take it and use it to get properly acquainted!”
Robyn smiled, accepting a kiss from both Sylvie and Evan, then turned back the assembled group.
“We are believers in true hedonism, in living a life of joy and sexual experimentation, with none of society’s rules to hinder and hamper us, and we take a great delight in living a sybaritic lifestyle to the best of our capabilities; for this weekend, we welcome you to join us as we share our lifestyle with you. Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to Sisterfest!”
Finn had been listening with only half an ear; his attention had been fixed on his ravishing sister, and the sight of her wearing lingerie he’d only ever imagined her wearing in his most fevered fantasies. Lara had somehow moved into the circle of his arms, and now he was aware that his need for her had concentrated itself in his groin, in his straining erection, and Lara was pushed right up against it, the cleft in her bottom the perfect place to hold and cuddle his raging hardness.
As soon as Robyn finished speaking, Lara turned and smiled at him, then stood on tiptoes and kissed him lightly on the lips.
“I love you, Finny, and I’m sorry I lied to you to bring you here, I’ve wanted you for so long, and I didn’t know how else to get you here, are you mad at me?”
Finn took her by the shoulders and looked deeply into her eyes, seeing only the truth, and smiled reassuringly.
“I can never be mad at you, Sissy, you know that! But…”
“Lara’s eyes widened, apprehension apparent in every line of her.
“But what, Finny, what were you going to say? Finny, tell me!”
Finn swallowed a sudden lump in his throat, still not really believing what he’d just heard.
“Why me, Sissy, of all people? I know what kind of boys you like, I see them all the time, they never leave you alone, I’m not like them, look at me, I’m just me…”
Her eyes filled as she reached up to stroke his face, the look of hurt puzzlement on his face tearing at her heart.
“Yes, you are you, and you’re all I want Finny, you’re all I’ve ever wanted; me and every other girl in Ledbury! I don’t want any of those skinny fashion victims, I want you, I always have! This is no joke, Finny, it’s not a setup, it’s real, it’s you and me, and I’m telling you now, I want you, and only you! Is that clear enough?”
Finn looked searchingly into her eyes, looking for any hint she was lying, that this wasn’t some elaborate, cruel prank, but saw only the truth. He smiled, and reached out to wipe her eyes.
“Loud and clear, Sissy!”
Lara pulled him down to once again brush her lips against his, then stepped back, once again posing for him, blushing happily as he looked her up and down appreciatively.
“It’s all for you, Finny, and anything else you want, I told you, I love you!” she whispered, reaching up to brush her fingertips across his cheek and lightly caress his lips. Finn reached for her, pulling her closer by her hips, unable to stop himself gently kneading the soft flesh padding her hips as he did so, Lara smiling as she draped her arms around his neck.
“Am I allowed to kiss you, Sissy?” he grinned, and Lara responded by grinding herself lightly against him as she licked his lips.
“You’re allowed to do anything you want to me, Finny, that’s why you’re here! Kissing is a good start, but there are so many other things we can do, back in our room; shall we go there?”
Finn nodded, uncomfortably aware of the throbbing bulge in his slacks, the throbbing not helped by Lara lightly trailing her hand over it and gently squeezing him as she stretched up to once more lick his lips, a butterfly-kiss promise of things to come. She smiled up at him, the happy, sweet smile he remembered from when they were younger, and took his hand.
“Come on, Finny, let’s go, your room awaits, and so do I!”
As they walked hand in hand toward the double doors at the end of the room, Finn saw a lovely, shapely blonde girl, dressed in the most daring white lace teddy he’d ever seen, with stockings and platform stilettos, crying bitterly by the wall, Robyn talking to her in low tones, and a boy, who was obviously her brother, standing back and looking by turns embarrassed, angry, and guilty.
“Oh poor girl, he turned her down! Now she has to leave too, and she’ll never be invited again!” whispered Lara, her eyes filled with sympathy for the pretty girl who’d been rejected by her brother, and also a glint of anger that he’d done it so publicly.
“What a cruel, thoughtless dick!” she whispered fiercely, “He could have done it discreetly, not in front of everyone like that! Poor girl!” and Finn could only agree, although he was at a loss to understand how such a beautiful girl could be so enamoured of such an ordinary-looking specimen.
“It takes all sorts, I suppose, and there’s no accounting for taste, but still…!” he mused to himself, returning to reality as Lara’s fingertips once more lightly brushed the bulge at his groin and leaned up to whisper in his ear.
“It’s “us” time now, Finny, take me to our room, sweetheart, there are so many things I want to show you, to tell you, and to do with you, I want you so bad right now, let’s go!”