Peter & Helen

I was having a drink and viewing the tele when Peter and Helen joined me.

"We are sorry we left you alone", Helen said apologetically. "It's alright to have a moment to yourself". I looked at her sweet face and saw a dry speck below her lip. I wet my finger and gently wiped it off. She was embarrassed not being clean. Peter looked at us both when his mobile rang and excused himself.

I mixed a drink for her and myself. She looked sheepish at me, "Don't let it bother you, I saw you both together and it's the most beautiful love, family love" "I have thrived on it", I conveyed my secret to her. She was so delighted that I shared my own experience with her and that my father taught me with consensual care.. She kissed my cheeks and my lips.

The touching of our lips ignited my craving for her. I held her head between my hands and kissed again. Peter returned to the room and seeing us together pleased him. He came up behind his sister, nipping on the back of her silky neck as we continued kissing our wet lips. He raised the back of her dress, kneeled and tongued her asscheeks.

I loosened myself from her, took off my skirt, and stood in front of her with my pussy yearning for her tongue and touches. They are a dream brother and sister loving couple. I took one of her hands and brought it up to my cunt. "Finger me, finger me hard" I asked in a loving voice.

Helen pulled on my erecting clit, slipping from its sheath. My eyes glazed over and then felt a hard cock in my hand. Peter kissed me as I wanked him off. His dick was larger than I expected. It was a satisfying beginning for the three of us.