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Ruring again took Maris's head in her hands and began to direct her mouth over her arms, her chest, her belly, Maris kissing every piece of Ruring's skin she found beneath her lips. As Ruring pulled Maris's mouth over her chest, Maris began to nip and bite hungrily at Ruring's tits, desperate to eat her, to taste her, loving how another woman's breasts felt upon her lips. Sucking on one of her nipples, Maris looked up to Ruring for approval.

"That's right, baby," Ruring whispered. "Just like that. You're so hot, honey, so goddamn hot."

Ruring glanced over at Lucan, who was pumping himself hard, now. She was getting off just as much on watching Lucan, as feeling Maris's mouth on her tits.

"Oh yeah...yeah!" Ruring moaned, sucking in every ounce of air around her as Maris feasted on her breasts. "Eat me up, baby, eat me up!"

Ruring opened her legs wider and gently pushed on Maris's shoulders, forcing her to fall into the gap.

"So is it pussy, or cunt?" Ruring asked, hooking her knees over Maris's shoulders. "Have you decided? What is this to you, huh? Look at it."

Ruring guided Maris's head down between her legs and Maris paused a moment before pressing a finger against Ruring's clit.

"Pussy," Maris whispered. "It's your pussy, your beautiful, hot, wet pussy."

Maris reached her hands up to keep playing with Ruring's tits as, down below, she rubbed her own breasts against Ruring's pussy.

Ruring let her head fall back into the pillow as, at the end of the bed, Lucan stepped forward, his cock huge and angry. He parted his wife's legs with his hand and, although her position meant he could not gain full access, he could at least use his mouth to caress and pleasure her and maybe pull her open a bit.

Despite this being her first time going down on a woman, Maris had long since abandoned herself to the moment. She felt no embarrassment, no insecurity and no fear, as she squeezed Ruring's huge tits, high above her, and buried her head in her cunt. Her smell was intoxicating, Maris couldn't get enough of it, she wanted to drink it in, devour it, fill every part of her body with it. Hitting Ruring's clit again and again, Maris could feel both their bodies falling and rising in a natural rhythm.

"Fuck, Maris, yes, yes! That's it, right there, oh god!" Ruring was crying. "Lucan, can you see what your wife is doing to me? She's sucking my clit so hard, Lucan, she's got me so wet, your wife is eating me out so bad there's nothing left of me, she's, she's, oh,"

Behind her, Maris could feel Lucan probing her ass, trying to get to her pussy, too, but all her attention was on Ruring. Knowing what she loved herself, she began doing the same things to Ruring, flattening her tongue and running quickly up and across her slick slit until she reached the nub of her clitoris, then back down again, teasing her just enough to send ripples of pleasure coursing through her, but not enough to make her cum, not yet. Maris felt a warmness build in Ruring's hips as she ate her out, Maris pleased at how much Ruring obviously loved what she was doing.

"Fuck, Maris, your mouth feels so good on my pussy, I love you eating me, I love feeling your tongue in my cunt." Ruring painted, as she continued to writhe and slide up and down the bed. "Lucan, are you watching? Are you watching your wife fuck me with her mouth?"

Lucan rose up and drank in the sight of his wife's head buried between another woman's legs, then he gave Maris a tight whack across her exposed pussy, open behind her, underneath her peachy ass, her legs slightly parted, her wetness like a bullseye waiting to be shot. Lucan moved up the bed, drawing his hand across his wife's back, before pushing his fingers into her hair and twisting it, pushing her face further into Ruring's pussy. Both Maris and Ruring moaned with pleasure, which turned Lucan on even more. Already he'd been blown away by how aggressive Maris had behaved, sexually, since they'd got here, how uninhibited she'd been in this strangest and most alien of situations, but this was the here and now, this was the moment, this was what was actually happening.

Lucan kissed Maris on the shoulder as she continued to lick and suck at Ruring's clit, then he moved up towards Ruring's chest. He'd wanted to get his face between those breasts since the first time he'd seen Ruring at the bar.

With her arms down by her sides, her fingers gripped into the bedspread, Ruring was lost in herself, her head lolling to one side as she twisted and turned, Maris's tongue driving her into a frenzy of impossible pleasures. Sensing a presence beside her, however, she opened her eyes to find Lucan cozied next to her. She smiled at him as he began to massage her shoulders and kiss her neck, moaning her approval as he went. Feeling brave, Lucan reached down to those magnificent breasts and ran a finger across her nipples.

"Don't be so gentle," Ruring whispered, pushing her chest up to him. "Eat them, bite them, suck them. Fuck, Lucan, I want you to be rough with me."

She squeezed her legs gently around Maris's head as she spoke.

"Do you understand?" Ruring continued, wanting them to know she was speaking to both of them. "It's Ok. Use me. I want it. I want it so bad!"

Obeying, Maris pushed Ruring's knees even wider and went straight for her exposed, throbbing clit, using her teeth to nip, bite and tease it, Ruring's juices already flowing helplessly from her. At the same time, she felt Lucan's mouth completely envelop her left breast, his tongue flicking and hitting hard against her hot nipple before his own teeth clamped around it and squeezed, sending a shot of pain straight through her body.
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"Fuck!" Ruring cried, her body bucking, "Oh fucking yes! YES!"

Lucan continued to bite at her, while his other hand attended to the other breast, the nipple gripped tight between his thumb and forefinger, twisting, pulling, hurting her.