P01E06

As she turned the Hitachi on, it made a bright buzzing sound - but only briefly; it muzzled as she pointed the head on her upper pussy and pressed it down there. It was accompanied by a sharp upturn in her own noise - the moaning pitched up half an octave as well. I could see that she really had trouble keeping her eyes open now, but she still managed to keep looking at me. Her glance was misty with a veil of desire. I was 100% sure there was no acting involved. She looked as sexy as any woman I’d ever seen, yes, including the porn stars on the net.

She started moving the head of the Hitachi slightly up and down a few inches, pressing open the labia to let it sink into her mound, then moving up again to press directly at the clit. Even though her eyes were still fixed on me, it didn’t seem as if she was registering much of her surroundings anymore.

Howard smiled as he enjoyed the view, then said to me: “I really love seeing her get hornified like this! I hope you appreciate the view of my little sub slut wife as well? “

I just managed to utter: “Oh yes, uncle, I really do!”

“Marcy told me you are still a virgin… is that right? Never had no pussy before? “

“No, indeed I didn’t.” I felt like I blushed a bit when I said it. It seemed like a very out of place thing to say in this house.

“No shit… well, there’s one right there in front of you. Maybe you would like to know how a pussy feels? You can play with her a bit if you want, you know… let your fingers slide through all that deliciousness… explore how a real woman feels!”

I really didn’t need any more encouragement than that. I leaned forward in my chair, bending my upper body over the masturbating girl, and extended a hand. My finger touched her inner labia near the lower end. She didn’t parry me in any way, on the contrary, she even managed to spread her legs a bit wider. She kept moaning and looking at me. The haze had dimmed a bit now, and she looked as if she knew very well about my presence and what I was doing to her.

I pressed my finger a bit harder, and it sank into the soft flesh. I could feel the Hitachi on my finger now, not directly touching it, but its quiver transferred to me through her flesh… yes, I could imagine very well how that would hornify her. Her tongue came out from her mouth a bit, in an unspoken invitation to take more of her.

So I did. I used a second finger to spread the labia, and saw the dark shadow of the pussy hole between them. She moved the Hitachi slightly to the side, to give me room to examine and explore. The pink flesh was glistening from the moisture that had built up by now; it felt sticky and warm on my fingertips.

Howard said: “Aye, that’s her pussy alright. Isn’t she juiced up really nice? Go on, go on… get a finger in! She would really love you to get inside, she’s so smooth and soft and hot and wanting now…”

“Are you… sure? I mean… she’s your wife, and…”

He dismissed the words with a mere wave of his hand: “Of course, of course! I know how much she loves this, and I wouldn’t want to deny my beloved wife what she loves so much, would I? “

It was a solid argument. Marcy was lying there, spread out before me, panting and moaning, obviously not in any mood to tell me to slow down. I let my index finger slide deeper between her labia, and found her entrance. It was even wetter there, a mysterious cave of dripping wonder. I pressed my finger inside. Her flesh gave way easily, and the walls of the cave kept me on track to the right way of descent. The finger only stopped when the knuckle of my hand **** it to. In a natural instinct, I reversed it for about an inch, then pushed it back in, and repeated that into a pumping motion. The moaning went up another notch, as she kept gazing at my face.

Howard said: “You know, did you ever compare your finger to your dick? The size, I mean? “

“Erm… not really? “

“Well, how would they match?”

“Well… I suppose my dick is quite a bit bigger?”

“Exactly. Nature built her pussy to hold a dick, so just one finger is a bit small. I think you should join in with a second finger, you know. “

It sounded like good advice. I bent my middle finger a bit to give it room to slide in besides the first, then stretched it to fill her up alongside the index finger. They descended together, and I felt the pressure of the walls of her cave much clearer now. When my knuckle stopped them from going deeper, I resumed the pumping motion.

The effect was pretty clear. Even though she still held the vibrating Hitachi to her clit, she didn’t manage to move it around anymore, just pressing it on there. I could clearly see her inner labia quiver as the trembling waves of the vibrator engulfed her from the clit outward, but the bigger convulsions traversing the region now had nothing to do with that, they were clearly her own. The combination of the Hitachi and my probing fingers made her entire pelvis jolt with involuntary cramps. The moans she made sounded more like whines now, but looking at her face I knew there wasn’t any discomfort in it: she had finally closed her eyes now, and she looked enthralled. Howard didn’t correct her this time for closing her eyes, instead he just said to me: “Now, make it three.”

I hesitated, my fingers were already crammed close together, and it didn’t seem as if a third would fit, but Howard said: “Just try, it will. “

And he was right, of course. The fingers were pressed closely together as they descended, but it really wasn’t much trouble to probe them down to the same depth as before. Here I was, yesterday an innocent country boy, now fingering a grown woman and making her squirm with delight… yeah, life was good. I pumped her even harder, let my knuckle bang with **** unto the edges of her cleft, feeling very much in control of things, feeling very much as if I was satisfying Howard’s slutty wife, making her enjoy every second of it, and feeling very proud about that.

Howard said: “Now on a scale of one to ten, what hornification level do you think she’s got to by now? “

“Oh man, I don’t know… surely something like 8 or 9?”

“Yeah, that’s what I used to think. And for an untrained girl, you’d probably be right. She’d be right on the verge of orgasm, almost impossible to prevent from here. But I did train my wife, you know. Sure she’s hot now, but she can stave off orgasm for a while still if she doesn’t get permission; and her hornification level can increase quite a bit beyond what you see now, as well. Much more devious treatment is needed to **** her into orgasm. So what that means, is basically a higher level of potential hornification. On her new, augmented range of arousal, I would say she’s barely past five now. “

I was baffled. She looked completely off the world, without basic control of her body in place… could this girl really double her arousal from here, and still refrain from cumming? It seemed hard to believe; yet I hadn’t caught Howard on a lie so far, even though he had posed some dazzling statements. My dick kept on humming his song in my pants, but the tune was definitely more impatient now. He wanted his piece of the action as well. Forget Emily, he said, she’s never going to give us anything; and I want to be unleashed inside the body of this gorgeous lust creature NOW. My mind still fought him, pleading fidelity and restraint, but it was losing ground - fast.

But it was Howard who decided on the issue for now. He said: “Well, I don’t know about you, but I’m getting hungry. We should have something to eat first. Marcy, get dinner ready. “

She obviously had some trouble coming down from her high, and didn’t respond immediately; but she managed anyway, turned the Hitachi off, and my fingers slid out of her as she moved from the table to the ground. She crawled away to the open kitchen.