Let's Train Heroine

Loving the independent, but equal, attention, Lucan and Maris stepped things up a gear, Lucan kneading his thigh into his wife's cunt, as he feasted on her breast.

"I want you both to...take me." Maris moaned. "Make me do anything you want. I am so horny right now, I'd do anything, anything, I just want this, please. I want this so bad!"

She was digging her nails into Lucan's back now, his face wincing with little shots of pain as he felt Maris's pussy slide damply against his leg. Then, without warning, Ruring slapped hard at Maris's other breast, a red welt forming quickly upon her skin. There was nothing playful about it, this slap was meant to cause pain.

Lucan looked quickly to Maris but, once the initial shock had subsided, Maris looked purposefully up at Ruring and nodded.

"Yes," she said, firmly. "YES!"

Like a dam broken down by the sheer weight of the water pounding against it, Lucan and Ruring quickly took control of Maris's desires, converging in tandem and overwhelming her with a quick succession of intense sensations. Lucan flipped Maris onto her back and got between her legs, his cock so hard and desperate, it took a few moments to position himself correctly but, with a quick readjustment, he pulled her body up towards him and thrust hard up into her, her cunt contracting around him so tight and urgent, he was sure she would cum on him right there.

Lifting her even further off the bed with his cock, Lucan leaned forward and took her breast in his mouth, her shoulders bearing her own weight as her head pushed back into the pillow, her belly taut and firm, her lower legs tucked underneath her, supporting her as her husband began to fuck her hard and deep.

Then a loud 'thwack' filled the room as Ruring, crouched beside the bed, underneath Maris's arching ass, hit her once again, this time across the buttocks. Lucan felt Maris tense beneath him as the pain ripped through her, his cock feeling even harder, her cunt even hotter.

"Have you been...bad, Maris?" Ruring was asking, her voice suddenly hard and authoritative. "Are you a... naughty girl who deserves all your-" She spanked her again. "...punishment?"

Convinced that his wife was getting off on this torture, if her wet, pulsing pussy was anything to go by, it was also becoming clear to Lucan that Ruring, too, was becoming aroused by the sadism. Wanting Ruring to have full access to Maris's ass, he quickly pulled his cock out of her and turned her over onto all fours, pushing her legs apart roughly, her pink pussy staring back at him, its own invitation. She was soaking, her juices already falling down her legs. Giving her no time to prepare, Lucan got behind her and shoved his purple cock back up inside her, his fingers digging viciously into her hips, pushing his cock in so hard and deep, he wanted her to feel him in her mouth.

Ruring stood beside them, her face flush with wonder at the wider expanse of flesh now available to her. Without hesitation, she brought her palm swiftly down upon Maris's ass, timing her assault to coincide with the second-long gaps between Lucan's merciless thrusting. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

"Your ass is red raw, honey," Ruring painted, breathlessly, as spank after spank came raining down on Maris's ass. "I can see my handprint on your milky white skin. I can see your husband's gorgeous, fat cock sliding in and out of your hot, wet pussy, and I can see that juicy cunt giving that cock everything it wants."

She turned to Lucan.

"Is that right, baby? Is she all wet and warm for you? Is she letting you fuck her how she likes to be fucked?"

"Fucking yeah..." Lucan growled... "She loves to be fucked like this!"

Lucan felt Maris trembling beneath him and, for a few moments at least, she was a person he didn't recognize. She was moaning, some of it was words, but words he couldn't understand. She was sure she was not in distress, in fact he felt it was quite the opposite, but he couldn't take his eyes off her as she morphed in front of his face, his previously-quite-traditional, well-behaved wife now bucking and thrashing like a banshee, a woman possessed, a woman embracing the pain, no, inviting the pain, a woman he was so fucking in love with right now, he couldn't see anything beyond it.

As Ruring continued to spank Maris, Lucan fucked her cunt furiously. He felt like he was tearing her apart, his cock had never felt so hard, so destructive. But he was also consumed with a rabid desire to bite and scratch her. He flipped her again, her body as compliant as a rag doll, every muscle, every limb obeying his rough direction. Entering her again, her cunt red and angry, Lucan lowered his head onto Maris's tits, lashing and pulling at her nipples with his teeth.

Maris screamed in pain, but all that did was make him do it more. Every cry, every mark, every scratch made his cock ache harder and longer, his balls now impossibly heavy and full as they slammed, wet and hard against her ass. Whatever climax his body was getting ready for, Lucan knew it would be the hardest, longest, most intense orgasm he'd ever known. But he didn't want to cum, not yet.

Ruring took a sip of wine, holding it in her mouth, before sliding onto the bed, Lucan lifting Maris higher so Ruring could get underneath her ass. Grabbing handfuls of flesh, Ruring pulled Maris's cheeks apart and began running her wet lips across the angry red welts which now criss-crossed her butt. Ruring allowed some of the wine to spill out of her mouth, the warm stickiness stinging her wounds, tiny hairs now visible in the darkness as the wine clung to the follicles.

"Take me," Maris mumbled, her whole face contorted in pain and ecstasy. "Both of you, take me now. Fuck me, I want to be fucked by both of you, now, NOW!"

Hugging her hot, damp body to his, Lucan thrust up inside her again, then pulled out, his huge, wet cock throbbing angrily over her body. He looked to Ruring, then back to his wife.