Although it seemed to take a long time, Friday finally did arrive. Cliff had quickly agreed to the rendezvous with Cherry once he had been absolutely assured that there would be no trouble from Jack. He had no problem with Jack watching and even had a certain feeling of superiority that he would be eating a beautiful woman's pussy and fucking her while her husband was watching. As agreed, he arrived at eight o'clock and Jack met him at the door.
Hi, Cliff. Glad to see you could make it." The two men shook hands.
"Well, Hi, Jack. I'm glad to be here. You're sure there's no hard feelings?"
"None at all. I expect to have as much as fun as either of you. The lady is waiting for you in the bedroom. Why don't you take off your shoes and get comfortable first, though?" Cliff had no objection to removing his shoes and socks.
It had been decided that, in order to save time and avoid any fumbling with her clothes, Cherry would lie naked on the bed to await Cliff. When he entered the bedroom, he was pleasantly surprised to see her wearing nothing but a smile, her succulent body spread out on the bed. A pillow supported her head and shoulders and another was under her ass, while her legs were spread enough to show off her pussy. A hand was cupped under either of her luscious breasts, offering them to the man who had just walked through the doorway.
"Hi, Cliff," she greeted him, smiling even wider. "Ya like what ya see?"
"I'll say. You have got the sexiest body I've ever seen and I know just what I'm gonna do to it." As he strode to the bed, he removed his shirt and tossed it aside.
Cliff climbed onto the bed and quickly crawled up beside Cherry. Leaning on his hands, one on either side of her head, he leaned down and kissed her mouth. She was still offering her breasts, and it was an offer Cliff couldn't refuse or, at least, didn't want to. Still supporting his weight on his hands, he licked the nearest one, using several broad strokes of his tongue, followed by giving the same greeting to its adorable twin.
"Mmmmm." That feels good," Cherry murmured.
It may or may not have felt good to Cliff also, but he didn't tarry long. He started backing away, down toward the foot of the bed and Cherry, knowing what he wanted to do next, raised her legs. He ducked under the nearest one so he could position himself between her thighs, wrapping an arm around either one. When Cliff was where he wanted to be, he lowered his face to Cherry's pussy, while his fingers resting on her smooth mons.
As Cliff was moving down the bed, Jack saw a look of disappointment flicker across his wife's face, and he knew what had caused it. Cherry is justifiably proud of her gorgeous breasts. Besides being big and firm and delectable, they are highly sensitive and, when making love, she likes to have them licked and sucked for a long time. Her pussy is even more erogenous, of course, but she and Jack both like it when his mouth spends a long time paying homage to her breasts before continuing down her body. She likes to be at least freely lubricating and for her body to be squirming with pleasure before a man's tongue starts caressing her pussy. He considered himself to be in a competition and Jack knew he would be able to use Cliff's haste and omission to his advantage.
Cliff can hardly be faulted for being eager to eat Cherry's pussy because it is truly a thing of great beauty. She had carefully shaved that afternoon so her skin would be free of any hair to blemish its creamy color or its silky texture. Because so little time had been spent worshipping her breasts, Cherry was not as aroused as she should have been. Her inner pussy lips were a delightful baby pink, rather than being a succulent red from engorgement. They were still hidden inside her slit, and had not yet blossomed, like the petals of a flower, pushing, their way out. Cliff would have to pull her outer lips apart with his fingers in order to start licking her most sensitive parts. He would see the rosy pink of her love channel but it would not be gleaming from her flowing juices. Not only would he miss out on much of the beauty of Cherry's pussy, he would not be able to inhale deeply of the heavenly aroma of those juices until quite a while after his tongue had gotten active.
Not that there was any hardship, of course; he was obviously enjoying himself, as any man would have. Because Cliff's face was buried in Cherry's pussy, all Jack could see were the back of his head and the small movements he made while moving his tongue around on the smooth skin. He would listen, and watch the movements of his wife's body as she reacted to what was being done to her. As he watched and remembered being in the same position as Cliff was, Jack's cock grew hard inside his pants.
At first, there was hardly any sound except the lapping of Cliff's tongue. Jack was gratified to learn that the sounds he had heard near the lake were those of tongue on pussy, as he thought, not only the waves on the lake. Cherry lay on her back, almost motionless, and there was no expression on her face for several minutes, until a faint smile appeared and she sighed and murmured happily.
"Mmmmm, Cliff, that feels nice. Keep licking me like that." Besides what she said, Jack could see Cherry's pleasure mounting by observing the way her body had started to move.
A minute later, Jack could see her legs flexing against Cliff's shoulders and her hips were also moving. He knew she was fucking her pussy into his face and, a few seconds later, her arms were thumping into the mattress, in rhythm with her other movements. Otherwise, Cherry's body was hardly moving and her head was almost stationary. Her level of arousal had been low when Cliff had begun eating her pussy. It had risen since then, but not as much as she would have liked. "Oh!" she blurted. "Yes! Yes! Lick my clit! Suck my clit!" she pleaded. Seconds later, it was "Oooo! Yes! Like that!"
