I had started to date Laura, partly as an excuse to see Kitty, but mostly because she was an amazing fuck!
Laura had the strangest sexual appetite that I had ever seen. In bed she was a wild sexual animal, grazing my back with her nails, as she begged me to fuck her harder. I usually lost count of the number of times that she came. Our fuck sessions lasted until I was completely worn out. Then Laura would lose interest in sex for a few days. It was like her sexual batteries had to be recharged.
Odd as her behaviour in bed was, I wasn't complaining.
Kitty was completely different. She was a lot more conventional in bed than Laura was. We could enjoy long, slow fucks that would sometimes last all night. At least, we used to be able to do that, until she sort of spoiled things by getting married.
Kitty had said that she still wanted to see me, but it was more than two months since she was married, and we hadn't been able to get together. Apparently her new, much older, husband kept her pretty busy in the bedroom. I had seen her a couple of times when I had visited with Laura, but we had never had a chance to be alone.
Laura, of course, knew how I felt about Kitty. She had said that, as long as I keep her happy, she didn't care who else I fucked. And that included her new step-mother, Kitty. I knew that Laura lusted after Kitty also, and longed to suck on her superb tits. Arranging a three-way with them was definitely on my agenda.
Kitty's husband Albert, Laura's father, was always pleasant to me. He seemed to have no objection to me dating his favourite daughter. Apparently I was a lot less scruffy than some of her previous boyfriends.
Then one day I had a nice surprise - a phone call from Kitty. But she was quite formal on the phone - I guessed that she wasn't alone. She told be that a birthday party was being organised for her daughter Kelly's twelfth birthday the next Saturday, and would I help out? Specifically, I was to be the lifeguard at the pool, and make sure that none of the guests drowned. Of course I knew that this would be an opportunity to see Kitty, and so I quickly agreed to do it.
So the next Saturday I presented myself at Kitty's house, along with a suitable gift for Kelly. Kelly squealed "Hi, Uncle Tim," and gave me a big hug. Kim and Lucy were there as well, and they both hugged me and kissed my cheek. Kim's husband Roger, and Kitty's husband Albert, had decided to play golf to avoid attending the party. Kim's son Jason had escaped to visit a friend. Bigger fool him, I thought, visualising all of the tight young bodies in bikinis that he would be missing. I made a mental note to tell him later what he missed.
I changed into my swim trunks and a T-shirt, and Kitty announced that the pool was open. The girls all ran off to change. I went and found a comfortable lounge near the pool, and soon laughs and squeals announced the arrival of about a dozen bikini-clad girls. Now I have never been attracted to young girls, but I was always amazed at how brief their bikinis had become. It was hard to believe that their parents allowed them to wear such brief swimsuits. Or maybe their parents just don't know, I thought.
About thirty incident-free minutes passed, and then Kim came down to the pool. "Kitty need your help in the kitchen, Tim," she said. "I'll take over here and watch the girls."
I could only think of one way that I could be helpful in the kitchen, so I hurried back into the house. Sure enough, Kitty was waiting in the kitchen, a big smile on her face. She immediately flew into my arms and kissed me passionately. "Oh I've missed you so much, Tim," she said, breaking off the kiss. "Especially this part of you," she said, grabbing my already hard and eager cock.