| My Dearest Sister Dearest sister, Do you remember what we got up to, when we were kids. Do you remember when our dad tried to touch us up when we were in the bath. He got the biggest surprise of his life when you sucked him off , and even more so, as I frigged myself for him. All credit to him he managed to fuck both of us even after you had already taken his load once. I was 10 and you must have been 11. He didn't know it, but we had been playing with each other since I was 5. I have a confession to make. When you get this letter, we will most likely be in the second week of our camping holiday. I know I promised to be good when I first had Alan, a good parent not like our dad had been and I did try, honest. What I am going to confess to you about happened on the very first day. As you know we are camping in Cornwall. Alan my son is now 15, my daughter Zoe is 10 and your girl Suzy 13 and, of course, me, an ancient 30. After what our father had done, it was hardly surprising that I was pregnant with Alan by the time I was fifteen, as you know, neither of us have ever been able to be faithful to any man for long, so I have no idea who the father is. We were all pretty tired with the journey down here and pitching the tent. It was hot and we were all very hot and sweaty. Tempers were getting frayed. I calmed everyone down, sat them all in a circle and opened a bottle of wine. It was late when we arrived and the latter part of tent pitching was in the dark. We all sat around on cushions enjoying the warm glow of the lantern light and the wine. Well you know me and wine, I get randy and, as you know when I am randy, I will fuck anything, boy, girl, dog, anything, it just doesn't matter. You have had your pussy licked by me many a time. I know, I admit it, I am a slapper. Dad started it all those years ago when he regularly fucked the pair of us. Well, we had finished one bottle and I had opened another. I don't know if it was the wine or not, but the kids were starting to get narky again so I suggested a game. I had the empty bottle in my hand ,and anyway, we had to get ready for bed so I suggested that we play striptease spin the bottle. I swear to you, until that night I have never touched any of our kids. It must be in the blood because they took to the idea of the game like ducks to water and erupted into eager giggles at the prospect. The first spin fell on me. Off came my top. I made it fun by standing up and very slowly stripping it off. I saw Alan adjust his pants so there is life in the old girl yet. I was wearing a pink lacy bra, which held my ample breast in place. As you know I have always been proud of my tits. Next was Alan. He made a dance out of taking off his tee shirt. He is a well toned young man. This already showed through his shirt, but somehow his naked sweat sheened, hairless chest was very sexy. There was a gasp in the tent and not just from me. The bottle fell to me again. I stood up and in the glow from the lantern I took off my bra. There was a loud gasp again in th tent. Then Alan asked, “Can I touch?” I then made a new rule, “Anyone can touch anything that is exposed by the game, but nothing else.” Alan's chest was kissed and fondled and my tits were fondled,kissed and sucked at by everyone. I was quite weak at the knees I have always loved my tits being sucked and played with. Next the bottle fell to Suzy and to everyone's delight she didn't take off her top, instead she took off her denim shorts. Slowly, oh so very, very slowly. I was gasping and my pussy tingled and wept at the sight of her wet thong. We kept to the rules, but everyone kissed and licked and bit her naked buttocks. She was on all fours and sucked hard on my tits as Alan licked at her bum. Each spin of the bottle Zoe tutted with disappointment. Finally it was her turn. She was only wearing just a dress and white panties, not counting her socks and shoes. She didn't waste any time but stripped off her very wet panties, she couldn't get them off quick enough. “Come and get it,” she said as she fell onto her back and spread her legs wide. I was the first, but we all licked and sucked at her swollen pussy. It was delicious and smooth and soft and warm. I still wet my panties every time I think of it. We were laughing and the wine was still flowing, but we stayed with the game. No one wanted to rush. No one wanted it to end. The bottle fell to Alan and off came his pants. He had been going commando. He huge dick sprung out. He just lay back on the cushions as the girls and I sucked him dry. The bottle next fell to me. By now my jeans were ringing wet, never mind my thong. I confess, I took both jeans and thong off together. There was a loud gasp as my mop off dark pubic hair was exposed. I lay in an orgasmic dream as I was sucked, licked, fingered and finally right royally fucked. The game was forgotten as Zoe sucked at her mother's clit, Suzy was lay on her back between Zoe's legs sucking and licking the life out of her little cunt. Alan was shagging Suzy for all he was worth, doggy fashion. I don't know were he got his energy from, but we kept changed round until he had fucked little Zoe, drawing her virgins blood from her eager little cunt before finally fucking his mother to a fantastic orgasm. There is no way that we will ever be able to put this sexual gene back in the bottle. I am so sorry my lovely sister. Please forgive me. We eventually fell into a heap and slept the sleep of the innocent. Your loving sister, Joanne |