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This story was written for Kemper. It contains consenting sexual acts between an adult male and two women. :3

[center][b][u]The Joys of Happenstance[/u][/b][/center]

Both Willow and Kemper loved walking on the beach, and not just because it allowed them to view the person of their dreams in less attire than would normally be allowed outside. Hand in hand the human woman strolled with her blue furred feline lover, chatting, laughing, just relishing the company alongside the warm sunlight shining down upon them. They'd been walking for more than an hour already, up the entire length of this stretch of golden sand and back again, towards the more central and heavily occupied area that backed onto a promenade of sea-side shops. Further up the beach it was quieter and less busy with holiday-makers like themselves, but here it was fairly crowded. Families with kids squealing happily as they raced around and paddled and built sandcastles upon the shore. Couples stretched out on beach towels sunbathing, some dozing and others engaged in light hearted conversation together. Even a good number of individuals not with anyone else, just walking or sunbathing, revelling in their own relaxation and content with the company of all the others around them, sharing in this collective social experience.

Nevertheless, as the human and feline couple found themselves back where they'd started their walk, they looked back up the beach with a mutual sense of longing. Their eyes turned to one another, and they smiled. They weren't ready for the beach day to be over. Not even close. But... they didn't want to rest here. They wanted a quieter spot. Not because they wanted to do or say anything particularly unsuitable for others ears, but simply because the less occupied sections of the beach meant they didn't have to settle or compromise for the perfect spot in which to rest. They didn't have to worry about beach balls landing on them while they chatted, or sand being kicked over their rather lightly clothed bodies by cubs rushing back and forth from the sea.

"Hey, want me to grab us a couple of ice-creams?"

Kemper had seen Willow's gaze drift towards the ice-cream stand looming temptingly over the beach as soon as they'd arrived, and with breakfast now a couple of hours past, it didn't seem too ridiculously over indulgent to offer either himself or his partner the opportunity to enjoy some cooling refreshment. Sure enough the human woman nodded happily, and before Kemper could even begin to ask what flavour she wanted a pair of pale skinned arms with freckled shoulders were wrapping around his neck.

The kiss was brief and light, just a playful peck, but their faces lingered close even after it was done. The blue furred feline purred deeply, and peered into the eyes of his lover, her face framed by loose and free-flowing hair of the fieriest ginger.

"Strawberry?"

He murmured to Willow in a happy daze, half content to remain standing as he was, half tempted to lean in once more and begin pecking her affectionately on each and every freckle that rested upon her cheeks. Willow shook her head, but beamed as she acted on what Kemper merely desired to do, leaning in for another smooch from the furred male's muzzle.

"Raspberry ripple if they have it. No sprinkles or anything though. Thank you."

They parted, and the human woman watched with a fond sigh as Kemper padded away, reaching into the pocket of his light beach shorts to retrieve his wallet. She turned, and leaned back against the concrete wall set into the rock on which the promenade was built. A sea-wall to prevent flooding in stormy tides, but which now was both dry and warmed to a rather pleasant degree by the constant exposure to the sun. She felt its warmth upon her back, the fabric at the rear of her jade green two-piece only blocking the smallest proportion of her flesh from the sensation. Closing her eyes, she gave a deep, contented sigh. A beach. Ice cream. Kemper. What more could she possibly ask for on a day like this?

"Excuse me? Are... um, are you okay?"

Willow opened her eyes again just a few seconds later, and looked to her right, in the direction that Kemper had headed off, to see a different figure now standing there. Oddly a part of the female's fur was a similar shade of blue to that possessed by her man, but this sabre-toothed cat was most definitely not Kemper. Not unless Kemper had developed breasts in the last minute or so, and had managed to find the most deliciously seductive sarong in which to conceal them.

"If you need water, I have some here."

Reaching around to her back and pulling off the small rucksack she was wearing, the woman soon pulled forth an un-opened bottle of water, and offered it out to Willow. She smiled, but shook her head in a grateful negative.

"I'm fine. Honestly. I'm not passed out or anything, just waiting for my partner to get back with ice-cream."

The sabre-toothed cat looked Willow up and down for a moment or two, gauging whether she was just being polite or not, but soon realised that she wasn't speaking groggily or acting in the manner of someone suffering dehydration or overheating or anything like that. When it became clear to her that this human was not in fact in any danger though, she quickly retracted her outstretched hand. Her fur was dark enough that her embarrassed blush remained hidden, but Willow had been around Kemper more than long enough to recognise the signs of such a blush even without its rosy glow. The way the feline's tail drooped between her legs. The way her ears flattened slightly.

"Well, sorry for disturbing you then. Um... have a great day."

She began to step past Willow, heading towards the beach and whatever plans she'd had prior to her brief encounter with the human woman. Before she could get out of arm's reach though, the feline female felt a hand gently touch her on one arm. She paused, still blushing and a little annoyed at herself for being so overly-worried about a complete stranger for no reason, but turned to regard Willow with a curious smile.

"I just wanted to say thanks. Whether or not I was in trouble, it was really sweet of you to check."

The human's words brought a smile to the cat's own toothy features, and they both blushed rather more happily as Willow let go of the feline woman, only to extend her hand more traditionally.

"I'm Willow."

The sabre-tooth took her hand and shook it gently.

"Hey. I'm Kylani."

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It took almost fifteen minutes of queuing for Kemper to buy a pair of ice-creams, and as he moved back towards the beach itself he wasn't entirely sure whether to walk with haste to avoid leaving Willow waiting alone any longer, or the care that would ensure the safe delivery of the snacks he had spent so long away to acquire. Regardless, it wasn't long before he found himself padding down the wooden ramp from promenade to beach level once more, and thus not long before he set eyes upon the lady he loved again. Willow wasn't as he'd left her though. Wasn't standing and waiting patiently, or impatiently for his return. Indeed her back was turned to him, and as he approached it was the woman to whom she was talking, and in that moment giggling rather uncontrollably, who gestured to indicate Kemper's presence.

"This one's yours."

Handing the ice-cream in his right hand to Willow, Kemper grinned as she looked at it, then at him, then the one in his left paw. Both were somewhat flattened on one side, as though each of them had received a lick from the blue furred male's rough tongue. She cocked an eyebrow, and the male grinned sheepishly as he licked at his own strawberry cone.

"I was... uh... checking for poison?"

Willow laughed as she licked at her own ice-cream, but she wasn't alone in appreciating Kemper's humour. The other woman giggled too, and it was that which seemed to trigger a sudden realisation in Willow's mind.

"Oh!"

She snapped the fingers of her free hand rather loudly, and gestured with her non-ice cream bearing hand between the two blue furred felines.

"Kemper, this is Kylani. Kylani, this is Kemper."

They shook hands and exchanged greeting pleasantries, but almost immediately afterwards, Kylani looked between the two of them and took a step backwards.

"Well, it really was great to meet you Willow, you too, Kemper. But I shouldn't interrupt your day any more. Besides, I really want to get a whole length of the beach in before lunch."

Once again, that could well have been it for their interaction. Indeed it might have been, had Kemper not seen the look on Willow's face in that moment. She wasn't guilty, wasn't embarrassed to be feeling what she was obviously feeling. She was just eager, hopeful that Kemper would recognise it, and act so that she didn't have to.

And sure enough, he did.

"You were gonna walk along the beach? Because, that's what we're just about to do. You're more than welcome to join us."

Willow's face burst into the most dazzling grin, and as she slipped her free hand into Kemper's own, she squeezed it with gleeful gratitude.

"Yeah, seriously! I'd love to talk with you some more, and Kemper hasn't even gotten a chance to yet."

The sabre-toothed feline turned to face them once more, her face alight, bashful and grateful. She shook her head though, looking at each member of the couple, hand in hand with their ice-creams, before both of them as a whole.

"I don't wanna be the third wheel for you guys. Thanks, but..."

Willow stepped forward, away from Kemper and his hand. She reached out ahead of her, and clasped one of Kylani's paws in her own instead.

"Hey, we're not just being polite y'know. We're not feeling sorry for you or anything like that. If you genuinely want to go for a walk on your own, that's totally cool. If you genuinely don't want to hang out with us, that's cool too. But... if you're worried we're just being friendly because it's the nice thing to do, rather than really meaning it? Fuck that."

A moment after she'd said it, Willow seemed to realise just how overt and inappropriately familiar a comment that may have been to deliver to a near total stranger. Sure, she'd had ten minutes more conversation with Kylani than Kemper, but [i]just[/i] ten minutes more. She let go of the furred female's hand, and placed her fingers over her mouth as her eyes widened in disbelief. Before Willow could apologise though, she saw the look on Kylani's face. The smile. The broad, toothy, beaming grin.

"You really don't mind? Like, we've barely said two words to each other. But, you'd let me hang with you guys?"

She gestured between herself and Kemper, and blushed anew as both Willow and the feline male himself nodded with mutual sincerity. Kemper shrugged with a warm smirk of his own, and licked his ice-cream once more.

"Willow seems to think you're cool, and that's all I need to know. She's one of the best judges of character I've ever met. There's just one thing..."

Both Willow and Kylani looked at Kemper, the latter with slight nervousness, the former with confusion. They both relaxed however when the feline male grinned, and gestured at his ice-cream.

"If you want an ice-cream for your walk, this time we [i]all[/i] go and queue. Otherwise I'll come back, and there'll be like [b]ten[/b] new friends I have to introduce myself to."

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The trio chatted all the way along the beach, and most of the way back again. Willow and Kylani bonded over a mutual love of the outdoors, speaking of a shared desire to go hiking in places like the Scottish highlands and the foothills of Japan. Kylani and Kemper spoke about foods they both loved, leading to the discovery that despite all being here as holiday-makers right now, they actually all lived fairly locally, and had in the past visited the same restaurants, bars and other local food hotspots.

By the time they laid their blankets out on a less busy section of beach, there was no more discussion of whether Kylani was going to leave the couple alone to enjoy the rest of their day out together. She was now a part of this day out. Hell, before long Kylani was sharing her life story with the two lovers, Willow lying on her side with Kemper wrapped gently around her from behind, resting upon the warm sand as they both listened with rapt attention to some of the defining stories from the cat's past.

A friendship wasn't just born there on the beach, it was uncovered. Dug up from the sand like it had always been there, just waiting to be found once more. The day flew by as Kylani, Kemper and Willow gorged themselves on knowledge of one another, desperately eager to learn more and more, to share more and more, utterly uninhibited in their curiosity. And yet despite the feline female's desire to learn more about her new friends, and their longing for knowledge of her in turn, the warmth of the sun and the lapping of the ocean close by made the day's events deeply relaxing. So much so that they all found themselves rather shocked when the skies began to grow less bright blue and more vivid shades of red and purple, sunset catching them totally off guard.

Even then, though, there was still no question that the trio were not yet ready to part ways. Thus they abandoned the beach, and headed back to their hotels to change and prepare for a shared dinner. Or rather, head back to their [i]hotel[/i], for once again fate seemed determined to aid them in their new friendship. Not only did they share a hotel, they were on the same floor. Even then, it was still an effort for them to part ways as they arrived at Kylani's door, a painful half a corridor away from Kemper and Willow's own shared suite. They hugged Kylani tightly, sandwiching her between them like they were saying goodbye forever... not merely for a couple of minutes. And when finally they parted, and the human woman found herself alone with her lover for the first time all day, both of them rushed to let the same two words slip from their mouths.

"[i]She's amazing...[/i]"

They grinned, and flung themselves into each other's arms behind the safety of their own hotel room door. They kissed, and peeled their meagre beach-wear off one another in a matter of seconds as hands roamed freely, and voices murmured, whispered and whimpered joyous praises of their new friend.

"She's so pretty..."

Willow whimpered that fact as Kemper guided her gently back towards the bed.

"She's funny. She's so cool."

The blue furred male purred a series of rapid fire compliments as he laid Willow down upon the soft sheets and scrambled up to lay himself down over her.

"God, I hope she wants to hang out more after today. That she'll want to stay friends after the holiday."

The human woman's voice was strained as she whimpered her hopes and longings for their future with Kylani, following it up with a deep, shuddering moan as she reached between herself and Kemper, and began to guide her lover's cock to apex of her thighs.

"She has to. Oh... ohh, Willow... she... she just has to. I, we... we need her to."

And even as they made love, taking advantage of this brief moment of solitude between their day at the beach and their upcoming dinner, they spoke of Kylani. They fantasised, wished, begged one another for assurances that this woman would remain a part of their lives. They didn't know why they needed it so badly. They didn't know why it was so vitally important to each of them. But the truth remained that it was. Their friendship with Kylani, so new and so very early in its development, meant almost as much to them as... as [i]them[/i]. And while that could have been scary, or nerve-wracking, or a thousand other things that would have made it a stressful influence, it only had one effect on the two of them in that moment.

It made them hot. And it made them wonder, even though they didn't say as much amidst their many mid-coital, innocent, friendly, eager comments about the sabre-toothed cat, if perhaps they desired more than just her friendship. And if so... whether she, on some level, might feel just the same as them.

Kemper and Willow fucked, and then they showered, and then they got dressed, and then they went to dinner with Kylani. And it was just as wonderful as they'd imagined. Just as full of laughter and warmth and that joyous sensation of new, blossoming friendship as the rest of the day thus far. But now, with the lingering curiosities that had risen into their minds during their pre-dinner lovemaking still floating around in their minds, there was something more behind every question they asked, and indeed every answer the sabre-tooth gave.

The main courses had been devoured and dessert ordered when Kemper excused himself for a bathroom break, and it was then that the first opportunity presented itself to Willow. She watched her lover walk away, casually admiring his ass as his tail waved back and forth behind it, and heard Kylani giggle from where she was seated close by. Turning her gaze to the other furred feline, Willow raised an eyebrow.

"Do you think he's as cute as I do?"

Kylani grinned, and didn't hesitate in the slightest in nodding. Her answer however was a little less revealing than Willow had perhaps hoped.

"You guys are the cutest together. So adorable."

Willow took a breath, steadying herself and asking if she really wanted to go this far. The last thing she wanted was to risk this friendship, to bring in even the smallest element of awkwardness to what had been one of the easiest and most welcoming days of social interaction with a new friend she had ever known. Regardless of its potential for awkwardness though, she couldn't stop herself. Couldn't deny her curiosity.

"We were more than just [i]cute[/i] when we got back to our hotel room after the beach. I swear, whenever that man of mine sees me in a bikini..."

The feline female's eyes bulged, and she blushed brightly, but with a joyous squeal of laughter to accompany it. She leaned in closer to Willow, and whispered in a manner that wasn't just conspiratorial, but genuinely gleeful.

"I knew it. As soon as I saw you guys when you came back to meet me at my room, I knew you'd fucked."

Glancing towards the direction of the bathrooms, Kylani licked her lips.

"So... is he... good?"

She tensed up, blushing and giggling as she suddenly found one of Willow's hands touching her own. Squeezing it, as though seeking to add to the gravity of her answer as she stared deep into the feline woman's eyes.

"I've never met a guy more eager to please. More desperate to make sure that when he touches you, every last little thing he does makes your toes curl. Our relationship is so much more than sex, obviously. But... goddamn, yeah. Yeah, he's [i]good[/i]."

Kylani straightened in her chair as she saw Kemper emerge once more from the bathroom, and winked at Willow playfully.

"Lucky girl..."

The human woman nodded, leaning back in her chair and tossing her head back so she too could watch Kemper's approach.

"I know."

As the male sat down again though, and they prepared to return their conversation to more normal topics, Willow did say one more thing on that particular subject to Kylani. Not enough to let Kemper know what she was referencing. Not enough to force Kylani into saying anything more, or answering any further questions on that subject which might have drawn the male's interest. Just enough to take that seed that was hopefully already buried deep somewhere in the sabre-tooth's mind, and let it begin to take root.

"You could be, too."

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Late that night, or early the next morning in fact, those words replayed themselves over and over in Kylani's mind as she undressed herself. Slipping out of the sleek black dress she'd worn to dinner, peeling off her bra and her panties, the feline woman shuddered as she slipped into her bed. Under the covers, into the warm embrace of those soft sheets, and the merciless clutches of her own fantasies.

'[i]You could be, too.[/i]'

Had Willow really been saying what it sounded like she was saying? Offering her a chance to... to what? Sleep with her boyfriend? With both of them? Or was it meant in a more innocent way than that? Like, she deserved a boyfriend who would make her feel just as good as Kemper apparently made Willow feel.

Those words had started it, but that hadn't been all that had brought Kylani to this point, lying nude in her bed, wriggling upon her stomach as both hands reached down between her legs, moaning into her pillow as she grazed her clitoris, already swollen and firmly engorged with excitement. All night, from the end of dinner to the drinks at the bar which had followed, she swore that Willow had been flirting with her. With both of them. More than that, she'd kept giving Kylani and Kemper reasons to interact more intimately. Posing questions to each of them that revealed some intimate secret. Drawing them close together in a mutual embrace, only to leave it and leave the two of [i]them[/i] cuddling rather tenderly without Willow as any sort of buffer.

By the end of the night's festivities and fun, Kemper himself had been every bit as forward as the woman he loved. He'd said such kind things, and yet words which if interpreted in any way other than those of a male who was secure in his monogamous relationship could have been deeply intimate and leading. Tender comments on how beautiful she was. How glad he was that he, and indeed Willow too had been able to meet her. Endless affection. Hugs. Kisses. And then of course, the action which had brought their night to a close. Taking Willow in his arms, letting his hands slide down to her ass, and peering over the human woman's shoulder as she rubbed and ground herself against him in their quiet corner of the bar. Confessing to Kylani that as much as he wanted to spend all night hanging out with her, he suspected that if he didn't take Willow back to their hotel room right now, he'd have to fuck her right there in the bar bathroom.

And now, as she lay there and masturbated, grazing her clit with her thumb as she teased at her pussy's inner workings with no fewer than three of her fingers, Kylani was picturing herself right there with them. Down the corridor, through the door, watching her two new friends fucking while they watched her touch herself. Or... maybe more than that. Maybe [i]she[/i] was the one riding Kemper, or pinned down by the shoulders to the bedding while he fucked her hard. Maybe Willow was masturbating by their side, urging her on. Whimpering, begging for her man to cum deep inside the other cat.

"O-oh... Kemper..."

She moaned her new friend's name even as the fantasy changed, and suddenly it was Willow whom she was embracing. Clutching at the human's smooth skinned form, revelling in how her bare flesh felt against her own body. Kissing her. Feeling the pierced nipples of her breasts pressing against Willow's own ample chest, while hot breath washed over her nether regions... [i]both[/i] their nether regions, as Kemper tended to them together, his tongue and muzzle darting back and forth, up and down between targets.

"Willow. [i]Yes[/i]."

She writhed beneath the covers, rolling onto her back, knees raised high and hands still delving between her legs. Her back arched. Her breathing grew ever more rapid as she imagined her time spent with both her new friends in endlessly more intimate and lustful ways. It might have been fantasy, but she had hope... genuine hope that it could be more. Only maybe. Only some day, perhaps far in the future from now. But there was still that grain of hope that made every touch, every twinge of pleasure a hundred times more real.

"I'm... mmhh... g-gonna... yes..."

She was close. She was on the verge. So ready. So desperate for it.

"I... [i]ahh[/i]!"

She cried out louder. Louder.

"[i]Yes[/i]!"

A loud knock at her hotel room's door drew a strangled cry from the sabre-toothed cat, one of abject anguish.

"[i]No[/i]!"

She fell silent and still. No, she wasn't going to answer it. Why the fuck would she answer the door this late at night?! But still, whether it was some drunk asshole who'd gotten the wrong room, or some member of staff responding to a complaint about her noise, or something else entirely, she had no motivation whatsoever to answer... just lying there, panting, shuddering, and feeling the pleasure of her imminent orgasm slipping away.

Then her phone buzzed. She groaned again, but reached out with a hand whose fingers were ever so slightly damp, and plucked it off the bedside table.

She read the message on the screen, and her eyes widened.

'[i]It's us. Please, can we come in?[/i]'

The covers flew off the bed in Kylani's rush to free herself, and she half leapt, half tumbled off the bed herself. She didn't think about putting on clothes. Didn't for a moment consider her nudity, or the wetness visible between her legs and upon her thighs. She just flung the door wide open, revealing herself to the corridor beyond, and gave a strangled wail of relief when immediately Kemper rushed in, pressing his lips to hers.

"Lock the door, Willow..."

He growled in a voice deeper and more passionate than his normal light, gentle tone. The male feline was dressed in a white robe, one of those belonging to the hotel. But not for long. Soon he was casting it aside, and revealing that beneath it he too was nude. Willow did the very same with her own robe, and as the two cat's muzzles parted, Willow peeled the naked sabre-tooth away from her man, and half guided, half dragged her back to her bed.

Kylani let herself be laid down flat, only her knees dangling over the edge of the bed, and moaned as Willow leaned in over her, still pinning her by the shoulders.

"We want you..."

Even as she spoke those words, her own voice thick with arousal, Kylani could feel hands prising her legs apart. Warm breath upon her pussy. She couldn't look down, but she knew that it was Kemper. Kneeling between her legs at the foot of the bed, ready to feast.

"As soon as I told Kemper what I'd told you at dinner... he said we had to [i]try[/i]. Had to find out. And when we heard you through the door... moaning our names..."

The human woman released her grasp upon Kylani's shoulders, but just long enough to swing one leg over the other female's head, straddling her. She looked down into the sabre-tooth's eyes, shivering as she saw Kylani lick her lips, staring not at her, but at Willow's bare, neatly trimmed pussy with shameless lust.

"You'll always be our friend, Kylani. Our friend above all else. But... we want more. We think we can share so much more than what most people call friendship. And, we hope you do, too."

Kylani just whimpered. Not only in overwhelmed joy, but in pleasure as she felt Kemper plant the softest, most tender kiss upon her pussy, readying her for what was to follow. She groaned, reached up, and grasped at the human's pale skinned hips. She pulled down, and gave a final, muffled cry as she found her muzzle suddenly sealed in by Willow's own nether regions, just as Kemper began to suckle on her own swollen clit.

It hadn't even been a day since she'd met these people. Her new friends. And yet, this all felt so natural. So right. It didn't feel rushed. It didn't feel forced. It felt right.

And in this case, [i]right[/i] felt absolutely incredible.

"A-ah... eat her, Kemper..."

Willow moaned as she felt Kylani beginning to lick at her pussy, but she was far less focused on her own pleasure than on the abject ecstasy boiling within the sabre-tooth's eyes.

"She's so close. So ready. Make her do it. Make her cum, Kemper. Make her..."

Kylani's eyes bulged, and a muffled scream escaped from between Willow's thighs. Kemper gave a gurgling, rather wet moan of his very own, and his lover beamed as she watched the pleasure that her man had provoked erupting like electricity through their new friend's whole body.

"Make her feel as good, as [i]lucky[/i] as we do... to have each, and now, to have her, too."

By Jeeves

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