I know this sounds like all the other incest stories, but this happened just after my nineteenth birthday, I was having a girls night and there were six of my closest friends and myself all in my bedroom, we were doing our nails and trying on clothes talking about what boys we wanted to screw and how far we had been with a boy, you know just girly stuff.
All night my brother Paul was being a pain he was two years older than me but that night he was acting like a boy going through puberty, he would not leaving us alone, he constantly was coming into my room trying to catch one of the girls in a state of undress it didnβt happen but it was more by luck than planning. As we were talking we were passing a bottle of wine around and playing a truth or dare type of game when ever you had the bottle and the music stopped on my cd whoever had hold of the bottle had to take a drink from the bottle and choose either truth or dare.
On one occasion I had the bottle and I was telling a story about when I walked in on my mom and dad doing it when Paul walked in asking for some CD that he said I had. The next one to have the bottle was Helen she said that she fancied one of out teachers from when we were at school and had actually French kissed him on the last day of term.