“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.