Cliffjumper Middle Finger Novels & Stories

Pain screamed through his shoulders, his fingers slipping slowly over the slick, rain-soaked stone as his body hung by a single hand. Up on the narrow ledge, Julian walked slowly to the edge of the cliff. He stood directly above them, looking down at Justin’s slipping grip, a cold, final smile spreading across his face as he raised his boot over Justin’s fingers.

When his middle finger touched my clit, I came, clenching my teeth and looking to the left, outside of my window, as my lower body humped my son's cock back and forth. Oh, holy shit, I moaned on the inside as my body trembled and my face tightened. Oh, oh, oh, oh god, mmm, fuck, yeah. I grabbed my son's hand, trying to get his finger off my buzzing jewel, but there was no fighting his strength. He ground me against his dick, flexed his shaft inside of me, and fingered my pearl without giving me a break. Oh, shit—no! I thought as I came again. No, no, no!

Javier called out. “Oh, fuck it. Let us get this over with already,” I said and nodded at the instructor. “One.” I took a deep breath and let it out. “Two.” I moved closer to the edge of the cliff and tried not to look down. “Three.” And I jumped, keeping my eyes tightly shut. It was pretty thrilling. I felt free, like I was free-falling, and nothing was holding me back. It was like… like I was a different person entirely. I let out a whoop and started laughing.

I found myself distracted again. You shouldn't be doing this... Would you shut up! I shout in my head. Cliff jumps up, grabs a pillow, taking advantage and smacks me with it. "C'mon, focus." Cliff grins and I grin back. This is a much better distraction. I grabbed a pillow of my own and run at him, smacking away in an attempt to knock him down. It doesn't work, and soon I am pushed into the couch. I take fake deep breaths and when he turns to look at Joel, I smacked him on the back of his head and jumped on his back.

I've seen novice climbers before—I was one not all that long ago—and I know what it's like to get up there for the first time. The fear, the nerves. He's showing none of that. Instead, he's steadily making progress. He makes it halfway to the top before his fingers slip off a difficult and awkward grip. His legs kick out, trying to find purchase, but it's over. Scar falls silently to the mat, landing with a grunt. I stand over him, grinning. "Best of three?" I ask. "Or are you ready to tell me your deepest, darkest jerk-off fantasies?"

She turned back to the castle, looked around the cliff — she had no one to wait for help from. The cliff was skirted by a path washed by waves and led to a stone bowl with a hot spring. The Black Cliff was located next to the underwater volcano, but it was so deep under water that its warmth reached only the bowl, heating water inside it. The sea itself remained cold, resentfully hitting a rocky prominence fencing off the bowl. There was a narrow strip of land stretching along the cliff and leading to the spring. At high tide, the strip was flooded, blocking the way to the hot "bath".

'Will you shut up?' I responded abruptly. Cliff jumped up, grabbed a pillow, taking advantage and smacked me with it. "C'mon, focus." He grinned and I grinned back. This is a much better distraction. I grabbed a pillow of my own and run at him, smacking away in an attempt to knock him down. It doesn't work, and soon I am pushed into the couch. I take fake deep breaths and when he turned to look at Joel, I smacked him on the back of his head and jumped on his back.

My fingers move down her body to find her molten core, giving it an exploratory flick once I reach my destination. Jamari’s body jerks from the contact, her hands moving to grip my shoulders for support as my fingers begin to move in a quick circular motion against her swollen clit. Her moans of pleasure encourage me to keep going as I move to lavish her neglected breast with my warm mouth, my fingers never slowing in their movements across her clit.

Yet never had she ever foresee a day like this, when she was forced to dive with Aurora and Damien! If Damien found out that she couldn’t dive, would he suspect that she didn’t get those good grades herself? While Chloe was busy panicking, Jared had pulled his shirt off and came to the edge of the cliff. “I will take the lead. You guys catch up!” he yelled joyfully. Spreading his arms wide open, Jared jumped off the cliff and dived directly into the water, making a small splash as he landed. Seconds later, he swam back to the surface and waved at them yelling:

Thankfully, my other hand had a firm grip or I would have fallen hard. The crowd made disappointing sounds as she gripped the chain with two hands again. “We need to jump.” I said. Moving my legs up and back, I forced my body into a swing again. “We are waisting time.” That really put my wolf into gear as she leg go of one chain and caught the other. She didn’t stop. Instantly bringing up my legs, she got a good swing before jumping again. There was one last bar. Swinging my legs again, she let go and jumped but this time, one of her hands slipped. One hand was able to hold on but a finger went through the chain and snapped it. The crowd all cheered when she finally landed on grass again.