"Ladies first," said Cherie, and shuffled back between Kelly's thighs.
"Lady?" I pretended to be indignant to cover my frustration. I looked at my wife leaning back on the couch with her pants at her ankles and her knees spread wide displaying her shaved cunt invitingly to the girl between her thighs. Kelly's slender waist accentuated her wide hips and her sizable bust, and her expanse of alabaster flesh looked like a platter on display. Her large tits were framed by her open white shirt and dark jacket, her nipples fully erect and her bra was hoiked up under her chin. She looked like a goddess, but certainly not a lady.
"I don't see any..."
"If I were you," interrupted Cherie squeezing my cock again, "I would shut the fuck up."
I complied and Kelly giggled at my expression, then moaned as Cherie's tongue pushed between the fleshy folds of her slit and entered her. Cherie licked her way back up to Kelly's clit and massaged and nibbled it while still pumping her fingers into my wife's hole. Her left hand continued to pump my shaft, just enough to keep me rock hard and close, but awkward enough to stop me from cumming.
I figured I should make myself useful, and reattached myself to Kelly's right breast. I slid my right hand over her smooth stomach, swept her bare mons and ran my fingers through Cherie's saliva, then stroked up Kelly's side to knead her other breast.
Kelly gladly relinquished her breasts to me and grabbed Cherie's head with both hands. In response, Cherie started licking and sucking less gently and more enthusiastically and Kelly moaned appreciatively.
"Yes, harder," she begged.
I didn't know if she was talking to Cherie or myself, but I pinched Kelly's nipple and twisted it roughly between my fingers while lightly biting her other breast. It had the desired response and Kelly cried out in pleasure as Cherie began to savage her pussy. Cherie's tongue darted around Kelly's bare cunt, briefly filling her hole when Cherie pulled her fingers out, then sliding up Kelly's wet slit and lapping forcefully against her clit. Kelly began to shudder and shake.
"Oh God, please, yes, oh yes," Kelly pleaded. From the look of her grip on Cherie's head, it seemed Cherie had no choice, but Cherie was grinning as her tongue willingly continued to batter Kelly's clit. I squeezed Kelly's nipple as hard as I could and sucked her other deep into my mouth. Cherie's right hand was pistoning into my wife's cunt and I could feel the vibrations through Kelly's tits and hear the rapid smacking sound of sticky fingers pummelling a wet cunt.
"OH YES!" Kelly tensed up all over as she came and Cherie and I held her down while continuing to feast upon her. She shuddered again, then relaxed, weakly pushing Cherie and I away from her. "Please, no more."
"She means, 'no more for thirty seconds'," I explained to Cherie.
"Hey," my wife weakly protested. But where she'd pulled Cherie's sodden fingers from her cunt, her own were now there peacefully stirring her juices.
"That's okay, Gorgeous. We can amuse ourselves," I responded with a grin on my face and hope in my heart.
"Hey," Kelly protested again. I was genuinely confused for a second. Was she suddenly going to get jealous on me?
Cherie chimed in. "Shall I shut him up?" she asked my wife.
"Sure," grinned Kelly and sat up somewhat.
Cherie removed her hand from between Kelly's legs and shoved three fingers into my mouth while she shifted between my knees. I tasted the warm, sticky, sweet and sour flavour of my wife, but the size and texture of the fingers were different. I sucked Kelly's juices off each of Cherie's fingers, nibbling the longer nails and similar fingertips, sucking the thinner fingers into my mouth and exploring the valley between her knuckles with my tongue, all the while tasting my wife over them. Meanwhile Kelly had undone my belt and pushed my pants over my arse. Cherie shoved them down to my ankles and drove her mouth over my cock and I gasped as her sweet warmth engulfed me. She withdrew her well lubricated right hand from my mouth, slid it inside the slit of her blue dress, twisted a little and started fingering her own cunt. Kelly had shucked the last of her clothes, and knelt naked beside me so she could watch Cherie but had leaned forward so I could suck her tit. She rested her left hand on Cherie's hair and her right hand on my hair, stroking us both. It seemed unfair that Kelly was no longer being fingered, but now that my left hand was free I ran it down the curve of her waist, over her smooth hips and shaved cunt and stirred my fingers over her clit, remembering the taste of her on Cherie's fingers and noting how wet she was from her cum and Cherie's tongue.
That same tongue was now lashing my cock and I slid my other hand down to join Kelly's and rest on Cherie's hair again. The sensations were unbelievable.
I was stroking Cherie's hair around her ear and feeling how fine it was with my right hand, while my left hand slid clumsily in and around my wife's slick cunt, She was already pushing her cunt against my fingers trying to help me satisfy her own need and I was having trouble staying on her clit, but enjoying the warm juices as they covered my hand. My wife's erect nipple hung in my mouth and I caressed it with my tongue and ran my tongue over her aureole which was rough and wrinkled like it always was when she was excited. With all this and the added sensation of Cherie's sweet mouth and the tip of my cock once more tapping the soft flesh at the back of her throat, in no time at all I began to cum. I felt the warmth from Cherie's mouth flow from my cock to my chest to every part of my body, followed by the sweet wash of orgasm. As I came my whole body contracted in pleasure. I shoved three fingers in my wife's cunt, gripped Cherie's silky hair and cried out against my wife's nipple, trying not to bite her too hard. I felt my seed burst from my cock into Cherie's still sucking mouth, her tongue running up my shaft as she drained my cum, her body still moving slightly as she continued to finger herself.
I fell back temporarily exhausted, my arms at my side, my whole being warmly tingling while Cherie sucked my shrinking cock dry, then clambered up to kneel astride my legs facing me but with my wife between us. Kelly rose to kneeling, her nipple popping from my mouth as she did so, her eyes now level with Cherie's. They paused for a brief second, gazing into each others faces, and a small trickle of cum escaped the corner of Cherie's lips. Kelly leaned forward and scooped it up with her tongue, licking back from Cherie's chin to her lips, then the two girls were kissing passionately.
Kelly had never been much of a demure kisser. The first time that I had kissed her she had pulled me to her and forced her tongue between my lips while moaning loudly. Cherie appeared to be receiving that same treatment as my wife savoured her and, like me, Cherie certainly didn't seem to mind. In fact, she was responding in kind and snaked her arms around Kelly's bare shoulders to steady herself. Kelly's tongue darted around Cherie's mouth and gave quick licks to Cherie's lips and cheeks, savouring the juices she found there. Meanwhile Cherie's hands roamed Kelly's back and shoulders, occasionally kneading them and brushing her fingers against the nape of Kelly's neck. I stroked my wife's naked arse and with my perfect view, watched her and Cherie avidly, my cock beginning to stir again already.
As Kelly's lips eagerly ground against Cherie's, Kelly's hand found the hem of Cherie's dress and started to pull it up revealing those lacy red panties. There were a few soft stray hairs peeking out from the edges where Cherie's fingers had recently been and I could see and smell the dark stain where Cherie's juices had seeped into her panties. My eyes were drawn to the light brown patch of fur inches in front of my nose that I could barely make out through the lace.
Cherie raised her arms and leaned back enough that Kelly could get the blue dress over her head and I used the opportunity to slide Cherie's panties down to her knees for a full view of that gorgeous pussy. Her hair was thin and fine and damp. It was pressed flat against her mons and cunt, perfectly outlining her puffy lips between which could be seen the hood of her clit, poking out like a tiny tongue. Cherie wriggled out of her dress and obligingly lifted each knee so I could get her panties off leaving her naked astride my thighs except for her lacy red bra. Her moist and naked pussy was now only inches from my cock, erect and ready once more and I willed her to move forward just a few inches. Instead, she reached her arms up behind her, expertly undid the bra and slid it off over her smooth shoulders.
Kelly watched entranced as Cherie's milky white breasts were revealed. Though half the size of Kelly's breasts, Cherie certainly wasn't flat-chested. Her breasts stood pert and fine from her chest like large peaches, just small enough to avoid any sag but easily large enough to fill Kelly's hands. Kelly tested this by stroking over Cherie's bare shoulders, then down to her breasts and took them both in her hands, almost weighing them. Cherie's nipples were smaller and darker than Kelly's, the strawberry sized areola looking almost chocolate brown against Cherie's fair skin. Kelly tweaked the nipples between her fingers and Cherie moaned and threw her head back. Kelly took the invitation and pulled Cherie's naked torso against her, while she kissed Cherie's neck. She then continued licking and nibbling over Cherie's collarbone slowly lowering herself into Cherie's cleavage. Kelly's tongue left a trail of glistening saliva down Cherie's neck and when she reached Cherie's nipple, she lapped at it as if tasting it.
Cherie groaned. "Just suck it, bitch!"
Kelly sucked Cherie's nipple into her mouth and bit down. Cherie cried out and grabbed Kelly's head.
"Yes, that's it," Cherie cooed.
I found my voice. "Grab her hair. She likes that."
