Anonymous - She!

"Come here, bitch." He put his arms around her middle, holding her on his pistoning cock and laying down on his side. His legs were still between hers and now spread wide, spreading her still wider, almost painfully. I could see him buried to the hilt in her pussy.

"Oh Phil!" she moaned again, more with pleasure than shock or pain or worry.

"Sue," Phil said. "Get over here!" He indicated how he wanted me with one hand. Smiling completely now. "Now bitch. You finish what you started." He'd indicated that I should put my pussy back before her mouth and now pressed her forward to me.

I'd turned sideways, watching them fuck, so that now my face was only inches away from where his long cock moved in and out of her. I licked my dry lips and looked over her hip at him. He nodded to me.

"I'm not good enough for you!" he hissed playfully. "Then we'll see if both of us can satisfy you."

"No," she moaned softly between my spread legs, her head resting on the inside of my thigh. I could smell her musky smells strongly from so nearby and could feel her breath on my wet pussy lips. His hand cupped her breast and misshaped it in a way I hoped didn't hurt too badly and she opened her mouth wide. As she did, Phil pulled my ass toward them roughly, covering her open mouth.

Immediately her lips began working on my pussy, the breath pulsing out of her nose further between my legs. I couldn't stand it any more. I buried my mouth in her clit, licking her fluids and his cock when it came out at one extent of his stroke.

I reached between both their legs with both hands and pulled his butt into her and her into me.

My arms' work regularized his movements in and out of her and, I hoped, added to both their enjoyment of the moment. She went off unbelievably between us, unable to stay even a little still in his penetration and my ravenous eating of her clit.

I felt her screaming wildly into the muffling cover of my orgasming cunt. When he pulled out of her the next time, he was covered with the white of their combined come. Then he pressed back into her and I thought I could feel him cascading into her again and again. Finally my orgasm passed and, I thought, theirs did as well. I rolled onto my back away from them and listened.

"My little cunt," Phil said rather meanly, I thought. "Any time you deny me, whether in the kitchen or the middle of the living room or the backyard or even Chez Bon (I recognized the name of the french restaurant they liked), I will remind you of this minute. When I say 'now,' I want you to say 'yes.' Just that. When I tell you how, you'll say that that's perfect and you'd like that. Understand?"

"Yes, Phil," she said. I thought I heard a smile in her voice. I turned my head to look at her and saw her smile then.

"And if I want Sue to join us…"

"Then she can join us," she finished. She smiled at me as he was over her shoulder.

I heard the door slam again. "Dad?" Minni's voice rang through the house. "Mom?" Her voice was getting closer as I scrambled off the bed and Phil scrambled the other direction. Molly pulled a sheet to her nakedness, standing, tethered to the bed by its unwillingness to come loose or even to satisfactorily cover her.

I'd grabbed up the cutoffs and stepped into them but hadn't even found my tee-shirt when Minni walked into the bedroom. Phil had just found his pants, near the doorway, and put them in front of himself.

"What's going on?" Minni said as she looked from one of us to the others. "I thought you were just coming in for your wallet."

"Yeah, ah…" Phil stammered. Molly was just standing with her mouth open in surprise, trying to cover herself and failing miserably. Both her breasts and her dripping cunt were visible to me as they were to Minni. Minni didn't even ask her mother.

"Sue?"

Honesty, I found a long time ago, always works better than the best dissembly. Besides, I couldn't think of a lie that would come anywhere close to covering up anything in this situation.

I walked across the few paces that separated us and put my arm around her shoulders and smiled.

"Your mom was licking me," her head lifted rapidly, her mouth opening, as she looked at her mother. "Like you do some nights and I do to you other nights," I added. Her head spun around to me, her jaw dropping at the disclosure in front of her parents. I just held her. I'd heard the gasp from Molly at both statements.

"What?" Phil said, sounding scandalized. I just nodded.

"Your little girl is growing up," I said with a reassuring smile. "Anyway," I continued, "when your dad came in, he saw us and decided to join us instead of doing something dumb like objecting."

Her parents were staring at her, waiting for her reaction. She looked at one and then the other of them. Then she relaxed and shrugged her shoulders.

"So. Are we still going to the market?" she asked. Phil's shoulders relaxed as a smile spread on his face. Molly sighed her relief.

"Give me a minute, baby," he said as he stepped into his pants. Minni walked back out the door. She'd only just left when he put the shirt on unbuttoned and stepped back into his shoes.

I leaned down and found my tee-shirt on the floor in the shadows as he walked to Molly, kissed her as he put his hand between her legs, and turned to the door.

He stopped as he entered the hall and turned back to us.

"If you pick up where you left off?" he said. "I want you to do it on the kitchen table. Understand, Molly?"

"The kitchen table?" she said, wrinkling her nose. He looked at me with a grin.

"Understood, Sue?" I nodded. I looked at Molly and saw a spreading grin as the front door slammed shut. She dropped the ineffective sheet to the floor.

"To the kitchen?" she said with a blush. I didn't bother putting my tee-shirt back on but we did lock the doors before I laid down on the cold kitchen table.

Minni hadn't talked to any of us after she and her father got back home from their errand. She acted normally except for that lack, talking with the boys and doing the dishes without comment. We watched TV for a while before Molly and Phil told the boys it was bedtime. It was silent in the room after they'd gone and until Minni and I said our goodnights as well. For the first time in my memory, Minni didn't kiss her mom and dad goodnight but just went to the room.

"Make sure she's all right, Sue," Molly said as she looked sadly at her retreating back. Phil echoed the thought when I kissed him.

She didn't talk to me as she got into her nightgown and bed nor when I got in beside her. She turned away from me in the moonlight. I thought for a little while but then turned toward her and put my arms around her.

"Minni? Talk to me," I said. She shook her head. "Please? I'm your friend."

"Friend?" she said then. "I saw what you were doing."

"Tell me. What was that?"

"I saw you with my parents."

"I know that. But what did you think you saw exactly."

"Come on, Sue. You were all naked. All three of you were together, laying on each other and stuff."

"Yes. We were. I'll add to it. Your dad had just finished coming in your mom's pussy. I'd been licking her clit while she sucked on my pussy."

"Sue!" she said with disgust.

"What's wrong? You know that your parents love each other. And you know that they love me – and you. One of the best ways to show love is with sex. It's natural."

"I know that. But…"

"Now think. What is it that you are upset about?" I could almost feel her thinking, wrapped in my arms. She mumbled.

"What?" I said.

"Jealous," she said.

"You're jealous? Is that what you said?" I smiled.

"Yes! I'm jealous! All right?"

"Of course. There's nothing wrong with that."

"You had something with my parents that I know I can never ever have. Probably you've even done it before."