We're not triplets - Sex Stories

We're not triplets

We are not triplets, Shauna and I are twins, Cally was adopted, but by coincidence she has the same birthday as me and my s****r. For that reason we were raised as triplets and most people presumed we were all siblings. Our parents did their best for us all, we grew up in a 2 bedroom apartment, which meant I always shared with the 2 girls. To us this was never a problem and as we matured we just got used to each other’s ways. Living in such close quarters, a certain amount of nudity was never an issue between us, we all knew what each other did on dates, and if one or other was masturbating in our beds the others never mentioned anything. Technically, I was the oldest and always felt it my duty being the male of the threesome to look after Shauna and Cally, making sure the guys they dated were suitable, keeping them safe at parties or if they were drinking. The benefit of this was I was often set up on dates with some of their friends, which normally worked out very successful. Cally and Shauna had always dressed the same, and both had their hair cut short. Shauna was a natural blonde, but often darkened her hair, Cally was a brunette, who often lightened her hair colour. At the moment both girls had the same colour hair, making them look identical. We had just hit our sixteenth birthday, and as a present our parents arranged for us all to stay with our aunt, who lived on an island off Spain, three weeks of sun, sea and relaxation. We were collected at the airport by our ...

... aunt, Kiera, and loaded our luggage into her small car. 3 teenagers do carry a lot of luggage, which meant the front seat was full of cases, so the three of us had to squeeze in to the back. We ended up with Cally sitting on my lap, and Shauna squeezed in beside me. The drive would take about 40 minutes, so Cally settled herself onto my lap. She, like Shauna, is small and petite, so I wasn’t worried about being uncomfortable. We all bounced around the back seat as Kiera gave us the tour of the island. Cally was wearing a short dress, and the heat of the sun baking through the car window, was making both of us very hot, she pulled her skirt up her thighs, to allow the cool air coming through the window to cool her down. I could glimpse her tight pink panties, pressing against my shorts. For the first time in my life I could feel a slight stirring in my crotch, and thoughts of my s****r as anything else but a s****r crossed my mind. Thankfully we got to the resort where our aunt lived quickly enough, and I don’t think Cally noticed the stirring between my legs. Kiera’s apartment was small, but stood in a nice complex with a pool and a good view of the coast and beach. She only had 2 bedrooms, so she presumed we’d have no problem sharing, as she knew we shared at home. She had put a fold out bed in to the room, along with the bunk beds that stood against the wall. The girls took the bunks and I got the fold out. We unpacked our cases and Kiera suggested we all go for a walk along ...