Let's Train Heroine - Chapter 462

Chapter 462: Heroine’s Husband with Her Now XI
Ruring bucked once more but kept her hand firmly on the top of Maris’s head, holding her mouth in place.

“This is so amazing…don’t stop, oh god, don’t you dare stop! Use me, whatever you want, you hear me? Use me! Play with me! I’ll do whatever you want. What do you want? Tell me what you want to do to me! Both of you, one of you, whatever, just tell me, show me! Fuck, just…fuck! I’m cumming, oh my GOD! I can’t, I can’t, not yet, not yet-!!”

Ruring opened her eyes and tried to distract herself. Tugging at Lucan, she made him look at her.

“Tell me what you want to do to me,” Ruring demanded. “I know there are things, there must be. What have you been dreaming about doing to me, Lucan?”

She winced slightly, as Maris took another nip on her impossibly sore clit.

“Come on, honey,” Ruring smiled, “Time’s running out. Whatever you wanna do to me, you gotta do it now, before I- before I-”

“I want to fuck your tits.” Lucan said, quickly, unable to take his eyes away from the majestic sight before him. “But I wanna fuck your mouth, too. I wanna fuck everything, every hole, I am so turned on right now.”

“My tits, yeah, my tits…” Ruring painted, “I know you’ve been dreaming about my tits. And my mouth, you liked how my mouth felt on your cock didn’t you?”

“Yeah, I loved your mouth on my cock.”

“And what about my pussy, huh? My cunt? You haven’t been in there, yet, Lucan. Or my ass. Remember our game? Remember what I said? I love cock in my ass, Lucan, I fucking love it, it’s so hot. The thought of your big, fat cock filling up my ass…goddamn it-”

But when she mentioned her ass, it wasn’t Lucan who was first to respond, but Maris. Releasing a wave of hot breath onto Ruring’s wet pussy, Maris pushed her hands under Ruring’s butt and pulled her closer. The pressure between them was insane, Maris’s tongue pushing hot and hard against Ruring’s clit once more, just the way that Maris liked it herself, and then it happened, Maris pulling the trigger on Ruring’s orgasm which rushed, wave upon wave, down between her legs. Maris kept her head there, her mouth lapping up Ruring’s cum as her hips bucked, Lucan’s hand squeezing her tits so hard she could no longer feel them. Ruring closed her legs around Maris’s head, gripping her tight, wanting to push her juices full into her face. She could still feel Maris’s tongue licking her, sucking her, her clit so sore and raw she could swear she was bleeding.

When Ruring was spent, she allowed Lucan to raise her hands above her head, pinning her to the bed with one hand while he rubbed her arms, shoulders and breasts with the other. Below, Maris kissed Ruring’s pussy lightly and rubbed her thighs and hips with both hands, bringing her back down as calmly as she could.

Ruring stared at the ceiling, just trying to regulate her breathing. Her head was spinning; she’d never felt anything like this, not ever.

“Fuck, you guys are…good! And I so needed that, I was so turned on, so fucking turned on. And, Maris, no way was that your first time!…”

As her soul returned to something that resembled normal, Ruring pulled herself up on her elbows, well aware that Lucan still had a massive erection to take care of, and Maris definitely deserved a reward of her own.

“Hey,” Ruring breathed, lazily, “If you can give me a minute, this play time isn’t over.”

Lucan and Maris glanced at one another, happy to hold out a few minutes longer if it meant more fun and games with their favorite new playmate.

So Lucan went to pee, in an effort to calm himself down, Maris remained lying with Ruring, caressing her hips, her belly, her breasts, each of them still lost in their own, just-discovered worlds.

“You were so amazing,” Ruring was saying. “I mean, damn, you give a good head, girl!”

“Well, you were very, what’s the word? Motivating…” Maris chuckled back.

Hearing Lucan return, the two women smiled conspiratorially at one another but stayed where they loved how their skin felt against one another, the sexual energy between them potent and necessary.

Lucan emerged with wine and strawberries, laying the bowl on the bed as he poured out three glasses. Maris grabbed a strawberry and lowered it playfully into Ruring’s mouth.

“Mmmm, they taste good…” Ruring mumbled, as she finished it in three bites. “Hey, Lucan, why don’t you come over here and attend to your wife while I freshen up? Start the party, but don’t go too far without me, huh?”

As Ruring disappeared, Lucan had a chance to just drink in the sight of his beautiful wife lying naked before him. Her hair was already bed head as she baked lazily in an erotic, sweaty glow, her ass perched high behind her, almost begging him to pay it some attention. His erection returned quickly.

“You heard Ruring.” Lucan said. “Babe, get over here.”

Maris cocked her head and see-sawed her legs behind her. Silent, she simply smiled at Lucan and crooked her finger, beckoning him over to her side, where he arrived in seconds, desperate to touch her, desperate to feel her underneath him.

They kissed, deeply, passionately, as their legs intertwined. Feeling her own desires rise quickly, Maris gripped Lucan’s head and moved him down her neck. After kissing her shoulders, he moved toward her nearest nipple and lightly licked it before taking it into his mouth. Maris said nothing, but began grinding her crotch into his bare thigh.

When Ruring returned, she was turned on to see Lucan mauling his wife like a lion as Maris surrendered totally to his touch, her cunt sliding urgently up and down his leg. Stepping to the side of them, Ruring began to run her hands gently over both of them, her fingers wandering aimlessly, no journey, no destination, just a freedom of touch she wanted to spoil each of them with.