Practice makes Perfect
If anyone had asked me when it all started I guess I would have
said that it was when my sister, Sophie, was 13 and I was 17 but
in truth it started the day she was born.

Sophie has always been very bright. She was reading, doing long
division and fractions by the age of three and by thirteen was
not only ahead of me but her math was ahead of most if not all of
our teachers in High School. One teacher was so impressed that
she would soon be ready for University and he recommended her for
a Math Camp run by a Charitable Foundation where for three weeks
a group of about 30 youngsters (mostly American but including
some Europeans too) were lectured by some of the top
mathematicians in the world.
My parents were not too keen as Sophie was so young and had very
little experience outside of her books but she was so absolutely
desperate to go that they agreed.


Dad is an Episcopalian priest (but an academic, not in a church)
he was at that time and still is Principal of a Bible College in
the Carolinas and Mom was a doctor in a private practice
partnership in the city.


When Sophie returned from camp she seemed to have matured a lot
and so you can imagine our surprise when she stood up at our
Sunday lunch table about three months later to announce to the
family that she was pregnant so would be unable to go to College.
Mom said she and Dad would have a talk and we would discuss the
matter further that evening.


I heard Mom on the phone to one of her Partners for ages and
clearly something was being arranged for when we met again that
evening Mom said that there was no question about Sophie not
going to College as her partners had agreed to her taking leave
of absence for a time and returning to reduced hours so that she
could look after the baby. My parents are very "pro-life"


Due to the impression that she made at the Math Camp where she
was the youngest and the brightest she was awarded a scholarship
to Princeton. I, however only managed to scrape into Dentistry at
our local university.

Sophie graduated second in her majoring in Math and with a minor
in computer studies. She was dissatisfied with not being top that
she applied for law at Harvard. Our Grandmother had just died and
left us each a small legacy which funded her degree, my marriage
and my purchase of a run down dental practice in a small town in
Idaho.


Sophie did graduate top of her class this time and was offered a
junior post in a well known Corporate Law firm in Washington.
After only three months they gave her a hopeless class action
defense on behalf of a drug company which, by clever use of
statistics, her disarmingly young appearance and astute
questioning destroyed the case. This made a lot of money for her
firm and her new reputation made her much in demand from other
clients.


A year later she had her daughter, Phoebe, now fourteen with her
and had been made a Partner earning a vast income. I, on the
other hand was now divorced (quite rightly as I had completely
neglected my wife due to working long hours, including weekends,
building up my dental practice and she had met someone else who
treated her better)


When we met up at our parent's home at Thanksgiving Sophie came
to me and said "Can we talk. I have a problem and I could use
your help. I am worried about Phoebe, she is just like I was,
knows nothing about boys and with me on my own she has no man to
talk to."
I said "Don't you have lots of men chasing after you; you're
pretty easy on the eye and extremely successful, men must be very
attracted to you."
"That's the problem, I have a daughter and earn more than most
men with whom I come in contact; I guess they feel nervous about
a serious relationship"
I said "Ok! Look, why don't you and Phoebe come out to me next
Easter for a short vacation and we will spend some time together;
perhaps the three of us will just go camping in my RV"


When Sophie and Phoebe duly arrived we got loaded up and set off
to a really nice spot I know in the forest by a lake, it was
still extremely cold outside (about -5°F).
We had lots of food and even Phoebe had a glass of wine which
made her giggle a bit.


The RV has a double bed over the cab and 2 single beds inside. I
took the double and the ladies had a single each. As we retired
to bed I drew the curtains over my bed to give them some privacy
although I have to admit as I was changing into my pajamas I
could see just about everything through a small gap from my dark
space into the lit main cabin.


Eventually, they got under their quilts and the lights were
turned out.
I dozed off and was awakened by Phoebe saying to her mother that
she was cold; Sophie replied "Me too, this comforter is too thin"
I was horrified I had forgotten that they only had summer weight,
I usually only camp during the summer, although I have a thick
quilt on the double bed for when I take the occasional girlfriend
away for a weekend.
I apologized and said "Look, why don't you both come up here, at
least we will be warm"
Phoebe said "Yes Mom, please I'm frozen."
They came up with Phoebe on the inside, Sophie in the middle and
me on the outside next to the ladder and we soon were much
warmer.


About twenty minutes later Phoebe said "Excuse me, I need to go
to the bathroom" "If you must" Sophie groaned. Phoebe crawled
over first her Mom and then me and I swear as she slid full on
top of me she copped a feel of what was now my semi hard dick.
Sophie moved to where Phoebe had been and said to me "Come on,
move over so that she can get in and out without disturbing us
all again" I slid over into the middle and Phoebe seemed quite
happy with the arrangement when she got back. With me squeezed
next to Sophie and Phoebe I lay back and tried to go to sleep
without touching anyone, unsuccessfully willing a massive hard on
to go down.


About a half hour later just as I was drifting off to sleep I
became aware of a gentle rhythmic movement next to me. It took a
few seconds to realize what it was before I thought "It is
Sophie. She is masturbating!" I moved my left hand over the top
of her body without touching her and slipped my hand under her
fingers and touched her wet and puffy pussy. Sophie gripped my
hand and tried to pull it away but I just kept it there gently
rubbing her clit. A few moments later she just held my hand,
stroked my arm and moved her legs a bit further apart to give me
better access. I slid my finger into her cunt and rubbed with my
thumb. She started to breathe a bit heavier and held my hand with
her left reaching with her right to the fly in my pajamas to find
my rigid cock, giving it a gentle squeeze.
She whispered "Lie on top of me, I'm on the pill." "Won't we wake
Phoebe" I asked.
"Not a chance, she would sleep through an earthquake!"
I rolled on to her and she guided my dick into that warm secret
place. She sighed "It has been so long"
I was moving deeply and slowly in to her when I felt fingers
circling my balls, lifting them and stroking me between my
scrotum and my anus. I realized right away that this could only
be Phoebe but nothing at that point could throw me off my stroke.
Sophie gasped "Oh! Luke, I'm coming" and her grip grew tighter
and we came together. Phoebe patted my bum and removed her hand.
I kissed Sophie and rolled back on to my space in the middle of
the bed nearly on to Phoebe who moved out of the way just in
time.


As I lay there in the quiet Phoebe reached out and held my hand
lifting it up she moved it on top of her pussy. I could never
refuse my niece anything so I circled round her belly and the
tops of her thighs just teasing her to get her hot when she
pulled my hand back over to her pussy. I slipped my finger into
her vagina which was already wet and used this to lubricate her
clit and just like her mother it took only a moment to bring her
to orgasm. I went to sleep with my hands resting on two cunts.


Next morning as we all lay just chatting inconsequentially Sophie
said "I think that I should get warm comforters at the store for
our own beds" "No." Phoebe interjected "I think that we are
comfortable just the way we are but we could do with some more
food - and wine" she added.


Getting dressed was interesting with rather less inhibitions all
round than when we had gone to bed -although I was more discrete
than they.


As soon as Sophie had left having decided to wrap up and walk the
three miles to the store as she needed the exercise, Phoebe said
to me "I want the same as Mom and I would rather like it now. I
have always wondered what it would be like and I need to learn
how to take care. Mom did put me on the pill at Christmas, you
know"
I said "Well if you are sure." "It's what I want most" she
replied.


I turned up the heating, got a towel and placed it on the bed. I
explained to her "You must promise me to always get your
boyfriend to wear a condom until you know him really well as
being careless could cause disease which may affect your whole
life"
"I do know you really well, Uncle Luke" she said "and so does
Mom" she added cheekily.
"Sure you do but next time I will show you how to put it on"


We slowly undressed each other and I kissed her gently pressing
my tongue between her lips; we slid our tongues past each other,
I put my hands on her small breasts, she shivered "Are you cold?"
I asked. "No, just exited" she replied, her cheek against mine.
I laid her down on the bed, pulled the cover round us, pressed
our bodies close together, ran my fingers from the back of her
neck down to her ass and looked into her eyes. "Are you sure
about this"
She took my hand, brought it round to her pussy and pressed it
tightly against it "Does that answer your question?"
I tuned her over until she was lying on her back and moved down
the bed to smell her sex; it was heavenly. Gently opening her
outer lips I placed my tongue against her clit and licked her,
she held the back of my head, just behind my ears and raised her
ass off the bed very slightly to meet me flicking my tongue. She
was soon bumping her ass up and down on the bed, her legs as far
open as she could reach and when she came it was much harder than
last night.
I moved back up the bed and kissed her; she said "So that is what
I taste like! Please do it now."
I opened the lips of her vulva, pulled my foreskin back, placed
the tip of my now rock hard cock into the entrance of her cunt
and eased it in. I felt the pressure on the tip of my cock
against her hymen and kissed her as I pushed through. She gave a
cry and I just held it there hugging her as she composed herself.
"It didn't hurt really" she said "well only a little bit" she
added.
It felt wonderfully tight and I moved it just a little but paid
particular attention to sliding the base of my cock and pubic
bone against her clit. About ten minutes later as I was looking
into her eyes I felt her getting close to cumming again and I
moved faster taking some pleasure myself in the fuck. She came
with a great cry of pleasure and smiled "I didn't know it would
be like that!"


After a few minutes I said "Your Mom will be back in about a
half-hour, we better get showered and dressed"


When Sophie returned Phoebe and I were sitting at the table
drinking coffee and I thought that we had got away with it until
I saw Sophie looking at our hair which was still slightly wet,
there was a fleeting smile on her face as she said "What have you
two been doing while I was out - drinking coffee?"


Over the next four years I had sex with each of them several
times; at Thanksgiving, at Christmas and a few times that they
came out to see me in Idaho; they were keen to learn different
positions and techniques on how to please a man - and themselves.
Sometimes they came out together but usually separately: then it
stopped, first to stop was Sophie when she married a man she met
through work, a great guy - even if he is a lawyer!
Phoebe eventually went to medical school, much to the delight of
my mother.


Then one Thanksgiving at my parent's house when we all met up
Phoebe said she had just become engaged to a doctor and she had
invited him to meet us all; he would arrive later that day. When
he arrived she ran forward to greet him and looked back over her
shoulder at me and mouthed "Thank you" Clearly our practice had
paid off.
As for me, well I am still looking for that right person - but I
live in hope.

