Unknown - Wanting Everyone

"And decided to play around a bit on their own," Melinda replied.

Phil's eyes opened and focused behind Susan. The blonde twisted her head around to find Jace and Melinda standing in the doorway to the kitchen. Both wore amused grins. Jace's cock stood stiff and hard.

"It seems we've all been caught with our hands in the cookie jar," Jace said.

"That's not Phil's hand, brother dear," Melinda chuckled.

"And that's definitely not a cookie jar he's got his cock caught in."

Phil managed to stand upright. He eased back a bit, his deflating cock slipping from Susan's come-drenched cunt.

Melinda's gaze took in her husband's spent rod, then her sister- in-law's quim.

Her red lips parted and her tongue flicked over them.

She then glanced at Jace and smiled. He returned the smile, looking to Susan and Phil. Melinda moved to the refrigerator, opened it and removed a bottle of white wine and a package of cheese.

"I think it's time we all sat down together and had a long talk," the black-haired woman said. "As soon as you two get your strength back, get some glasses from the cabinet and join Jace and me in the den. It's a lot more comfortable by the fire."

In a mild state of shock, Susan slid from atop the kitchen table. Taking four glasses from the cabinet, she took Phil's hand and walked into the den, where her husband and his sister sat on the floor with an arm around each other's waist.

Susan snuggled closer to her husband and sipped on her third glass of wine.

Despite her nakedness the fire, the alcohol in her blood-stream and the two men and one woman-all who had been her lovers at one time-made her feel very warm and cozy.

Phil reached out for a piece of the cheese, then let his hand slip up Melinda's thigh, his fingers brushing the black bush of her pussy. The dark-haired beauty shivered and smiled.

"I don't know what to say," Susan said, still mulling over the tale Jace and Melinda had just told. Even though her brother had just balled her, new arousal coursed through her body. Their tale of brother-and-sisterly love was quite a turn on. "Except that it's one of the sexiest stories I've ever heard."

"Phil?" Melinda asked. "What about you?"

"What about me?" he said looking at his young wife. "What about you?"

"I thought watching you screw your own sister was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen," the black-haired girl said. "Do you plan to do it again?"

"Hey," Susan cut in. "Don't I have something to say about that?"

"You'll say 'yes,'" Jace replied. "I've seen that look on your face for two years now. All Phil has to do is come and knock and you'll be flat on your back for him."

"Jealous?" Susan asked.

"Nope. I also thought it was one of the sexiest sights I've seen," Jace answered. "Hope you two don't mind a couple of peeping Toms."

Jace pulled her close and kissed her. It wasn't a casual "I Love You" kiss, but a long, tongue-probing to the throat kiss.

She moaned, rolling to him. The heavy balls of her tits rolled against his chest. Her nipples grew hard as the wanton lust of her body flared high. She reached down between his thighs to find his cock standing high and hard. She squeezed it, not caring that her brother and his wife watched.

When they parted, she glanced to Melinda and Phil. The other couple didn't seem to mind company either. The black-haired woman had slid down beside her husband. Her mouth was now stuffed full of his long, fat cock. Susan watched while her sister-in-law mouthed a massive burden of prick, bringing it to life within her face until it stood at rigid attention.

"Oooohhhh!" Susan moaned in sudden surprise.

Jace's finger slipped up into the hot pocket of her quim.

Like a miniature prick it stroked in and out. She wiggled a bit, opening herself to his delving digit. She squeezed harder on his cock, jacking her hand up and down that turgid shaft.

"Fuck me, Jace, " she said turning to her husband. "I want you to fuck me.

Now!"

He pulled her to him and kissed her, long, hard, and arousing. "Your ass. I want your ass."

She offered no protest, but released his throbbing dick and rolled over so that she was on all fours on the floor. She poked her rear mounds into the air and wiggled them to tempt him.

Immediately, he scrambled behind her and grasped the twin cushions of flesh.

For several minutes, he stood there and kneaded her ass cheeks while whispering loving and very sexy things. Then he parted the pads of her buttocks. She shivered, feeling his breath bathe over the puckered mouth of her anus.

"Oh, Jace!" she moaned. "That feels so good!"

His tongue flicked out and tapped over the tight nodes of her asshole. He licked at that tiny mouth. Delicious shivers raced along her spine setting up wave after wave of excited gooseflesh.

Around and around his oral digit worked. Then the tip of his tongue wiggled into her ass, then even deeper. While he ate at her, she did her best to maintain her balance. The sensations her husband created within her were unbelievable. This whole night had been nothing but one unexpected sexual encounter after another.

"There," he said. "Relax."

She did. The swollen head of his prick pressed against her anus. She relaxed even more, allowing that arrow-shaped tip to penetrate the taut ring of her asshole, then slid inward and up her back.

A woman can feel a man in her pussy, she thought, but a woman can feel a cock up her ass!

She could. She felt every pulsating inch of his plunger.

Her mouth, her cunt and now her ass. Tonight her body was designed but for one thing-cock. And she was taking it every way it was offered-and loving it.

Slowly, Jace pulled back. She clamped down, squeezing her rectum around his engorged prodder. He groaned as fiery friction seared along every inch of his cock. Still he pulled outward until only the head of his prick remained entrenched within her.

Then he pushed back in.

She relaxed, letting her husband's stiff invasion drill up into the volcano-like heat of her bowels. So good, she thought, he feels so damn good.

It was like having a man in her quim, but so deliciously different. She wondered about those men and women who had never experienced anal lovemaking.

It was their loss, not hers.

Across the room, Melinda threw her head onto Phil's inflated rod. She let its bulging crown slide into her throat, then she started sucking. Slowly, she pulled back, sucking harder and harder while she rose up the meaty column of prick. Her lips smacked loudly when she pulled off her husband's cock.

"Hey?" Phil looked down at her. "Why did you stop?"

"Because, my darling husband," Melinda smiled, "you can't take your eyes off your sister. I can't blame you. Susan is one hell of a woman."

"Huh?"

Melinda eased up beside him and whispered in his ear. Phil's eyes grew wide with disbelief. He looked at her. "You and Susan?"

"Yes," she nodded.

"Damn! I hope you don't expect the same from Jace and me," Phil said. "I'm strictly a woman's man. But the thought of you and Susan together. Wow!"

Melinda laughed. "You dig watching your wife getting screwed, don't you?"

Phil grinned and nodded affirmatively. "The thought of seeing you and Susan is something else."

"Then why don't you go over there and fill your sister's pussy full of come again," Melinda suggested. "Then I'll show you just what I can do."

"Are you sure? I mean you and I were…"

"We can wait," Melinda said. "You've just discovered that your sister is a woman-something Jace and I have shared for years. Now go to her."

Phil glanced at his black-haired wife, kissed her, then scooted toward Susan.

The blonde wasn't sure what was happening. One moment she was dreamily lost in the steady in-out rhythm of Jace's cock, the next, her husband thrust himself deeply into her bowels, wrapped his arms around her waist, lifted her a bit, then lay her on her side while still plugged into her ass.