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.