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.