Festering Bloody Finger Novels & Stories

"Oh, but there's more. I don't think your will has been fully crushed… Let me add fuel to the fire!" Frank raised his palm and blew on it. As if sliced by a keen edge, all his fingers except his thumb were sliced off at the joint!

I pushed one finger inside his drooling hole, then two, curling them deep as I sucked him harder. The wet sounds of my fingers pumping into his slick hole mixed with his desperate whimpers and my low groans. I fucked him steadily with my fingers while swallowing around his cock, tasting every drop he gave me. Zafer came again with a broken sob, spilling into my mouth. I swallowed every bit of it, savoring the taste as his hole clenched and fluttered around my fingers. When he finally went limp, trembling and spent, I pulled my fingers free and gathered him into my arms, burying his face against my chest.

I tapped the man in a blue suit on his shoulder and made my way towards Morales. She was still staring at the waiter, mouth ajar. I looked down at where his hands held her, and my jaw tightened. I clenched my fists, the veins in my forearms pulsing with restrained fury. I stalked towards them slowly. I was going to break every one of his fingers once the night was over. Perhaps chop them off and add them to my little collection. No one bought fingers as often these days, but I was certain it would give me inspiration for a new collection. Finger vibrators didn’t sound so bad, did they?

Fresh slick mixed with his earlier loads, coating his fingers and threatening to run down her leg. “Such a filthy whore,” he whispered hotly, curling his fingers to stroke that sensitive spot inside her while his thumb brushed her swollen clit. “Dancing with your best friend’s father while he finger-fucks his cum back into your greedy hole. Lyra still believes you’re her innocent sister. She has no idea her dearest friend is creaming all over Daddy’s hand in the middle of the masquerade.”

That absolute bastard. Her fingers curled into a tight fist.

Alexander reached for the knife that stuck out of the man’s hand like an extra finger. He flicked it with his fingers and enjoyed how it made the man cry out in agony. The cutlery bounced to the sides a few more times before it stopped moving all together. “You should sign, when I’m being nice. You and the Guerriero family go way back Pietro, I would really hate having to use my methods to get you to sign.” Alexander said with a frown, then reached for the knife again but this time he twisted, anti clockwise, making Pietro cry out louder…snot and tears mixed together, already dripping down his flushed face.

I bent over dapping my fingers in the blood, inhaling the long-forgotten scent of Fenrir blood. It's time to go home.

"He took his beefy middle finger and delicately ran it over my trembling wetness. I sobbed for some contact. Snatching his hand I roughly pushed his thick finger inside my dripping wetness. It slipped inside. My whole body trembled as Sir gasped at my boldness. It had slipped in without any effort. He suddenly twisted his finger in, knuckle deep. I moaned as my wanton hole clenched around his digit. He quickly pushed in two more of his fat fingers inside. I screamed at his roughness, his fingers filling and stretching me like nothing ever before. The burn made me rock againt his intruding digits as he pumped them in and out vulagrly. I was being fingered by a man my dad's age. The fleeting t

It was only one finger which was rubbing me right now, which most probably belongs to Kevin. I wanted to complain but instead I moaned when I felt Riven’s finger massaging the entrance of my wet core for a little while before he entered his thick finger inside my tight wet p*ssy. His big finger slid in easily as I was so wet for them. Stefan intentionally broke this to hear me moan when his brother’s name, when he removed his finger and thrust it back again at a faster pace. “Ahh! Riven!” I nearly screamed his name while my head fell on Stefan’s hard chest.

I could feel the heat building up again and my insides had begun to erupt with tiny thunderbolts, "you look so fucking beautiful while riding daddy's fingers." He groaned tracing his free thumb over my lips as he thrust his digits in me, "Look at that filthy mouth moaning my name. I wondered how it would look stuffed with my cock, you are going to take it all, yes? With tears streaming down your cheeks as you choke on it while fighting for air because these fingers fucking you would push your head down till you are gagging on my cock."