“Sissy, I know we’ve… done things, and perhaps even gone past the point of no return, but before we go anywhere else I just wanted to say one thing.”
Lara looked at him apprehensively, not sure where he was going; it didn’t help that the way she bit her lip was the most appealing and erotic thing Finn had ever seen…
“What is it, baby, please, tell me Finny.” she murmured.
Finn took her face in both hands and looked deep into her eyes.
“Sissy, everything we did, after all the stuff we did today, I just wanted you to know that I’ve wanted to do that with you for the longest time; I love you, Lara, and I think I always have. I can’t think of a time when I didn’t want you, and I can’t see me ever not wanting you anymore. I don’t know if you know where this night, this whole weekend is going, but if you want to call it a day, if you think we’ve gone too far, well, I need you to know that’s alright with me, I’ll take you home right now and we can forget this ever happened.”
Lara looked at him levelly, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears.
“Finn Elliot, all I’ve ever wanted, for as long as I can remember, is you, period. I don’t know where this weekend is going, and I don’t care; as long as I’m with you nothing else matters. I love you Finny, and I’ll never stop loving you!”
She grinned and reached out for him, pulling him closer for a soft but loving kiss, tender and romantic, not the frantic lip-judo of their earlier bouts of lovemaking. She pulled back to poke him lightly in the chest.
“And I never want to forget any of this; this is the day I finally got you for myself. I want this day burned into my memory forever! Am I forgiven for tricking you into coming here?”
Finn smiled as he brushed the two long strands of hair back from her face.
“There’s nothing to forgive, Sissy. You can trick me like this every day for the rest of my life if it means I get to keep you for myself!”
Lara grinned and kissed him once more, putting even more into it than last time; when she finally broke their kiss, Finn felt more than slightly sandbagged. He glanced up and saw Evan and Sylvie watching him and Lara closely; when Finn looked at him, Evan grinned and nodded, then looked at Sylvie, who also nodded. Somewhat mystified at this, Finn turned his attention back to Lara.
The girl singer began another slow ballad, and Lara glanced at some of the other couples who were dancing close and smooching to the music, while the others lounged on love-seats arranged against the walls, holding and stroking each other as they watched the dancers, or enthusiastically making-out.
“Dance with me, Finny, you haven’t danced with me since I was six, dance with me now, baby!” she murmured.
Finn was glad to oblige. The thought of holding his nubile sister close and kissing her some more was very appealing just then, so he led her out where some of the other couples were moving and swaying to the soft music. Finn was amazed at how well she moulded against him, as though designed for that very purpose; the feel of her softness as she moved to the music, the scent of her hair, her beautiful eyes as she gazed up at him, and finally the taste of her lips as he kissed her, the arousal he was feeling, all blended into a perfect moment he would remember for the rest of his life.
Lara was feeling it too; the closeness of her adored Finny, his simple declaration of love for her, and the way he held her, like he never meant to let her go. All these things told her in big letters that she and Finn were a couple, now and forever. Smiling at the thought, Lara once again pulled Finn’s head down to kiss him.
“What was that for, baby?” he smiled, squeezing her gently.
“No reason Finny, except I love you!” she grinned back.
Finn pulled her closer to him, enjoying the feel of her against him, dancing with her for what seemed like hours, as the band played a selection of romantic standards. Finally, Lara reached up for him, pulling him down and kissing him, their lips locked together as she ground briefly against him, gasping at the iron-hard cock rubbing against her swelling, tender labia. She looked back up at him, seeing her need reflected in his eyes.
“I think this dinner’s over for us; take me back to our room, Finny!” she husked, her throat suddenly dry. Finn looked around to see if he could spot their hosts, to thank them for the evening, and spotted Evan dancing with Sylvie, both of them lost in a deep kiss.
Evan looked up and smiled at him, as did Sylvie, who winked at him and made a small “nighty-night” gesture with her fingers. Evan grinned and nodded, before sliding his hand down to clasp his sister’s pert, rounded buttock as they resumed their kiss, his other hand gently squeezing her breast as he rubbed his thumb over her nipple.
Finn took Lara’s hand, leading her through the door and along the corridors to their room. As he turned to her after closing and locking the door, Lara was there, already peeling off the black body-stocking, her breasts quivering and dancing in her haste to pull it off.
“Naked, Finny, NOW!” she gritted, although it was unnecessary; he was already yanking off the lightweight garments, longing to free himself from the restrictive breeches. He’d thought he wanted her before, but that had been nothing to how he was feeling right now; now his need for her was gigantic, all consuming; Lara was the only thing in the world he wanted, and he wanted her right now!
As he pulled off the breeches, Lara landed in his arms, her moist slit rubbing against his erection as she ground against him.
“Oh Christ, baby, I want you so bad, just do it to me now, please Finny!” she groaned.
Finn sank to the deep, decadently soft carpet, pulling Lara down with him, to kiss her as his hands roamed over her nakedness, fingertips touching, probing, making her even hotter, pushing her arousal to almost fever-pitch. She broke their kiss to hold him motionless above her for a heartbeat, her eyes telling him what she wanted him to do. As her hips lifted to meet him, she guided his swollen, aching penis to the entrance to her pussy, her equally swollen labia slick with arousal and ready to receive him.
Finn groaned as his cock parted her slick labia and the damp heat and tightness of her pussy enfolded the tip of his throbbing hardness, then the sudden rush as he slid into her, the incredible sensation of her hot wetness surrounding him even as the pulsing contractions of her pussy squeezed and milked him.
Lara hissed in satisfaction as he slid into her, orgasm rising up and slamming into her almost immediately as her over-stimulated pussy finally received what it had desired most: Finn’s iron-hard cock. Finn could barely hold back; the sight of his gorgeous sister in that play-suit, her nearness all evening, everything about her was chiming inside him, pushing him almost beyond his limits, and he had to fight to remain calm, to back away, to hold off the insistent climax building inside him. When Lara pulled him down to her and kissed him, her mouth hot and demanding, his self control evaporated.
Lara gasped, a guttural croaking sound as Finn jammed himself all the way inside her velvety warmth, his cock head swelling as his balls tightened, and with a powerful, muscular throb, spray after spray of spunk erupted from him, pouring into her in endless streams, the sweet agony of holding back all evening suddenly relieved as he filled her pussy with his cream.
Lara screamed , a high, wordless gasp as orgasm once more swelled and exploded inside her, taking away thought, and words, vision and hearing, the blood roaring in her ears as the most intense orgasm she’d ever experienced burned and flared through her. As she tightened around him, Finn felt his cock give another massive pulse as even more sperm exploded from him, painting her walls as he filled her, his own vision and hearing shutting down in the intensity of his climax.
The two of them lay together, hearts hammering as they recovered from the intensity of their mutual orgasm. Their lips and hands sought each other out even as they lay in their sweat, slumped on the carpet, kisses and caresses becoming more insistent as strength returned, and with the return of their strength came a renewed need for each other. Finn’s mind was filled with the conversation he and Lara had had earlier; now he wanted to ram his hardness into his sister’s tightest hole and flood her bowels with his spunk, to take this last part of his beautiful sister, as he had promised her earlier.
As they kissed, his fingers groped and plundered her, Lara willingly surrendering as his questing fingers roamed over and into her tight body; as he rubbed and caressed, teased and gently slid his fingers into her taut little bottom-hole, she squeezed and caressed his flagging cock, coaxing it back to thrumming readiness. She knew what was running through his mind right now; she was feeling and thinking the same things; a burning need filled her, an almost overwhelming desire to give herself to her darling Finny in such a depraved, exciting way.
She’d dreamed of it so many times, rubbing and fondling herself as she played in her dreams with her gorgeous brother, letting him do anything he wanted to her. Her mind was in such a whirl she could barely concentrate on what he was whispering as he kissed her hotly while he groped her, so great was her need to be taken in that wonderful way. All she wanted was to experience her darling Finn’s big prick as he rammed it into her tender, puckered little arsehole and filled her with his steaming hot spunk.