My sister watched

As I promised I’ll tell you a little more about my new step-sister.

At my mum and new dad’s wedding I was introduced, for the first time, to my new sister. She had been at boarding school in Hong Kong but was now coming to live with her new family. Her name was Jasmine and what a pretty little flower she was. Half western and half Chinese and believe me she had the best attributes of both cultures. She was petite but not overly slim, long dark straight hair, the most deep and beautiful eyes you could ever swim in, olive complexion and only 12 years old.
Jazz, as we started to call her, was quiet, shy and ultra obedient. At first she wouldn’t talk to me, only stare from a distance or from behind someone or something. Eventually she plucked up the courage to speak to me but it was only a “Good morning” or good night. When she was sent to bed her dad and our mum would get a hug but I would just get a polite “Good night”. This went on for about 6 months. She attended the same school as I did but didn’t seem to mix. She was very studious and reserved, she did however always seem to be in the distance, just in eyes view however whenever I was out of class. She sat on her own at lunch but always made sure that she was in my view. I suppose a protective thing for her?
Now I had never had any problem with members of the opposite sex. For some reason I seemed to be quite popular with them but had never gone the whole way. Other than my blow job from Lila, I had to make do with spanking my monkey in my bedroom. All that changed when I started going out with one of the Hayward twins Rebecca or Beckie, well I thought with one of them. After a couple of weeks I started to notice slight differences, now and then and realised that Robin, the other sister and Beckie would take turns in going out with me. I pretended not to notice so as not to spoil their little game. They did however get competitive on the physical front and I noticed that I got nearer and nearer to my goal of fucking them with each date. I was always asked about what I thought of our last date and knowing that the twins had swapped would always embellish a little. This seemed to spur the other twin to go that bit further than her sister had on my previous date with the other twin. They probably were talking to each other about our dates but probably thought that their sister hadn’t told the whole story?
It eventually got to the stage where, when mum and dad were out at the week-end one of the twins would pay me a visit and we would end up on my bed “fooling around”. Yes I did get to fuck them both, unfortunately never both at the same time but hey it was good enough that I got to fuck ‘em both! There were very subtle differences but both girls were identical to almost the last detail.
Jazz would always make herself scarce during my “fuck visits” hiding in her room.This went on for a few week-ends until one particular week-end we had a day-time storm, not that me or Beckie, or Robin, I don’t really remember or care which noticed.