Her Parents, Getting Off To Us

"What the fuck!?" I shout. I get up from the bed and hurriedly put myself back together as I try not to stare dumbfounded at Shai's parents half naked and getting themselves off to us. I could tell it was them from the pictures, but I wasn't prepared for the visualization of Shai's mom jerking the most massive erect dick I've ever seen... to me getting a blowjob.

They both covered their genitals and gave a sincere, but shocked look. Her mom said, "I'm sorry. We didn't mean to interrupt. It's not often we find Shai worshipping with another man and the manager's son nonetheless. Please continue. If you wish, we can leave."

I didn't know how to respond. I stare at Shai, even more confused as she pulled her embarrassed face out of her hands. "Ryan..." She replied, looking for words to explain.

"I don't know what this...is." I reply, "...but I'm uncomfortable and I'm going to go. Nice to... umm... bye." I squeezed past her parents and rushed out the door.

Never in my life have I been so confused... and sexually frustrated.

Shai -

I had been with many men in my life. Many used me for my body, but in those cases I wanted to be used, by the Lord and by them. I could tell Ryan was different and I didn't know why. I hadn't planned to meet him. Honestly, I hadn't planned for much of my life, but I actually kind of like Ryan and I plan to keep him. Mom and dad kind of screwed that up.

"Really!?" I asked with maximum sass.

"What? We thought we might join you two while you are worshipping." Mom said, still jerking dad's cock.

"Normal people don't do that, mom! Fuck! He's going to think I'm crazy."

"You aren't crazy Shai. Our God has called us to pleasure each other. You are doing the Lord's work." Dad said, pushing mom's head down on his cock head while she stroked him.

"He's not one of us dad. I just met him not an hour ago and you two consensually Pooh Bear-ing it over here is literally the worst thing you could have done."

Mom spat a big glob of spit on dad's cock and moaned as he fingered her. "We're so sorry, Shai. We didn't know. We saw the pattern on his cock and thought he was one of ours. Next time we will check with you before we expose ourselves to your company. Right, Ouana?"

"Right." He said, biting his lip as mom took him deep. "Did he get you off before we interrupted? Would you want your mom to make it up to you while I fuck her?"

"Wait! What pattern?" I asked, "He didn't have any tattoos."

"No, but his member glowed with the mark of All-Mother when he was on the verge of orgasm." Said mom, as she positioned Dad's cock at the entrance to her wet pussy.

"Oh my God!" Shai exclaimed. "Shub-Niggurath might actually be real."

Mom's eyes went criss cross as dad shoved his cock inside her. "Of course, honey." Dad said, thrusting as he spoke. "Why do you think we worship so hard if we didn't believe? The Mighty Mother needs our praises to return."

I ran up to mom and held her tits as dad reamed her. Squeezing them in pleasure as I stared into my parents faces, locked in adulation of our Lord. I doubted he existed. I knew my body was special. I just thought we were different biologically and that difference was in pursuit of faith to justify our oddity, but maybe my doubt was misled. "If Ryan, has the Mark he must have come from beyond like us. Does his mom have the mark?"

"Not... as far... as I... can tell." Mom said in between moans and thrusts.

"So there is a chance his mom passed over." I mused. "The portal could be here. In this building!" I exclaimed. My joy was overwhelming. I kissed my mom on the lips and squeezed her and dad in a big hug. They drink the possibility in, of meeting our Lord. I pulled away in shock. "I have to make up with Ryan. He might know more."

"Honey, before you do. Don't you think this is cause for a ritual of joy?"

"Yes, father." And this time I truly meant it. Mom led me over to the bed and started to make out with me. Passionate motherly K'naa kisses. Her body was producing the Mother's Milk and her saliva was white as we kissed. The flavor tingled through my body and made me feel overwhelming joy. When dad had returned he had drunk the ritual drink that has passed through generations of our tribe for several millennia and his cock had split in twain. He was not as large as before, but he was still larger than the average human. His cock dripped with semen, littering the floor as he walked up to us. With the drink flowing through his veins the semen would pass through mom and I like ecstasy and we would fuck for hours before we came down. I wouldn't get pregnant from my dad's seed. The K'naa didn't have cycles like a normal woman. We were always fertile, but our ovaries would only release whenever we wanted them to, usually when a relational match was found and joy permeated our bodies. This was traditionally another K'naa member, but I realized as dad's cock pressed against my pussy and my mom started to moan as he customarily pushed into her first, that I had almost released an egg in the presence of Ryan. I wondered if he was indeed my match. I didn't wonder for long as my father entered me and our family was in the throes of celebration. We would go for hours until our vaginas dripped semen and cum covered our faces... and then our Lord would be satisfied.