Kim and I could only get together on the days when I worked from home, but we managed a regular Wednesday morning fuck session. Then one day, after our Wednesday morning fuck, Kim and I were lying together on my bed.
"We're having a party on Saturday," she informed me. "You should come."
"Well, I don't know..." I started to say. The truth is, I didn't care much for Kim's husband, Roger. He was a sales rep, and he seemed to talk a lot, mostly about himself. Plus, I did feel a bit guilty, as I was regularly fucking his wife.
"Oh, please come," said Kim. "My sister Kitty will be there. It's Kitty's birthday. You'll like Kitty - she's an even bigger slut than I am."
The thought of meeting super-slut Kitty overcame my dislike of Roger. "Of course I'll come," I said.
And so the next Saturday I presented myself at Kim and Roger's door, thirty minutes after the appointed time. I was greeted enthusiastically by a slightly tipsy Kim. Immediately I was worried - I hoped that the alcohol would not make Kim say anything compromising about us.
Kim introduced me to everyone, but there was no sign of Kitty. Then a voice behind me said, "And you must be Tim. I'm Kitty."
I spun around, and was greeted by the sight of a beautiful dark haired woman. Kitty was drop-dead gorgeous. There was an obvious family resemblance between her and Kim, but Kitty was truly hot. And her tits! They were spectacular! And they were doing their best to escape from her tight, low cut top. Immediately I started thinking of ways that I could get to slide my cock in between them.
Kitty immediately hugged me, rubbing her tits against my chest. "Happy birthday, Kitty," I said. "Why thank you, Tim," she replied. And then she kissed me full on the lips.
Nobody seemed at all surprised by Kitty's behaviour, but I needed a drink.
Also at the party was Kitty's daughter, Kelly. Kelly looked to be a couple of years older than Lucy, which would make her eleven. Lucy had stayed to keep Kelly company, but Jason had managed to escape, and was having a sleepover at a friend's house.
After the excitement of meeting Kitty, the party became boring. I couldn't think about anything else except Kitty's fabulous tits.
I finally managed to get Kitty alone. "So, do people call you Pussy?" I asked cheekily.
"Only my very good friends," she replied.
"Do you think that maybe I could become your good friend?" I asked.
"I think maybe that could be arranged," she said. "I hear that you have a lovely cock."
"Somebody's been talking," I said.
"Well, we're sisters. We tell each other everything. I've heard nothing but good things about you."
"Good 'bad' things, I hope," I said.
"Oh yes," she said. "So..., do you like my tits?"