Fingering Erotica Novels & Stories

you?” I couldn’t respond, couldn’t do anything except fist my hands tighter in the sheets and try to remember how to breathe as she worked me over with her mouth and fingers. The wet sounds of her fingers moving inside me mixed with my increasingly desperate moans, filling the quiet morning air. She added a third finger, stretching me wider, and the slight burn of the stretch mixed with the pleasure until I was trembling all over, my entire body drawn tight as a bowstring. Her fingers were smaller than the boys’ had been last night, but the way she used them, the precise curl and thrust, the way she knew exactly where to touch, it was almost better. More intimate somehow. “That’s it,

I knew I was making a huge mistake, but still, I couldn’t stop myself. My fingers slid down her clit to her pussy lips and immediately got drenched. I felt her arousal between them, and I smiled like a predator catching sight of his prey. I rubbed them gently against her folds and then raised them to her face. “Smell yourself, doll.” I spread her juices on the skin under her nose. “Can you smell the scent of desperation? Cause it’s reeking from you.”I slid my hand down and collected even more moisture. Then, with my free hand, I completely removed the fabric from her mouth and squeezed her jaw, making her open her lips. “Now taste yourself.”The fingers that were on her pussy seconds ago were

“I want to cum all over your fingers, your mouth, your face and your demon cock.” My nipples scrape painfully against my bra. I grab her shoulders, nails digging into violet skin as she finger-fucks me faster, deeper. The stretch feels so good, her claws lightly scraping my inner walls. My orgasm builds up rapidly, and I know right there and then that I’m going to cum, she pumps into me even faster, going deeper. My eyes roll so back into my head that I can’t see anything anymore. But she stops right before I tip over, pulling her fingers out with a filthy pop. “Lira! Why?” I whine, hips chasing her hand desperately, wanting to release the pressure building up.

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Her cheeks burned red and she gripped the edge of the table. When her orgasm hit, it was powerful. Her pussy spasmed hard around my fingers, flooding them with warm wetness. She bit her lip so hard I thought she might draw blood, eyes squeezing shut as waves rolled through her. I kept fingering her through it, drawing out every tremor while pretending to reach for more wine. The risk, the secrecy, the way her body betrayed her for me; it all fed something dark and addictive inside my chest.

Two manicured fingers were buried deep inside her glistening cunt, sliding in and out slow and deliberate, the wet, obscene sounds of her slick folds loud even over the surround sound, while her thumb worked tight, frantic circles over her swollen clit. Juices coated her fingers and dripped in shiny trails down to the leather beneath her ass. On the massive TV, two gorgeous women were devouring each other—tongues sliding through slick, puffy folds, fingers pumping hard and deep, their moans filling the room with raw, filthy need. “Fuck… just like that, baby,” Elena whispered to the screen, her voice all husky and thick with lust. She added a third finger, stretching herself open wider, hips

The sounds of Alexander’s wet mouth mix with the sounds of our fingers inside of Josefina and I can see precum leaking from my cockhead. I’m so preoccupied by the feast of erotic imagery and sound in front of me that I don’t see Alexander’s hand. Admittedly, it would have been hard for me to see from Alexander’s angle on the floor, but I could have seen his arm if I had been paying attention. Regardless, I find out exactly why Alexander wanted that lube when I hear the breathy gasp that’s always associated with something entering Josefina’s asshole. All three of us are fingering her at the same time.

Your fingers trace forbidden roads, On my offered body, fragile and strange. Murmurs open like prayers, Trembling intoxication on the edge of the flesh. Shadow embraces shadow in fevered silence, Desire lights up with luminous bursts. In the deep night where our tears merge, Eroticism blooms, wild and soft. --- Chapter 1 — Confessions of a Desire Clémence

I take my middle finger and my ring finger, and I slide all my rings except my engagement off, then I slide my fingers inside her, stuffing them in. "You're so tight." I say as I pump my fingers in and out of her. I tell her to flip over and she does, so I reward her with my fingers, pumping them inside her as i kiss her ass. She moans and grabs my wrist as I finger her. "How is ... how are you gonna fit?" she pants, moaning and breaking her arch.

I was screaming, thrashing, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure. “More. Please do not stop,” I begged, my voice already hoarse. “I need more. Please.” They kept going without mercy. Fingers, tongues, teeth. They used every inch of my body. Pete pushed three thick fingers inside my pussy, fucking me fast and deep while sucking hard on my clit. Dante bit my nipples, slapped my tits, and pinched them until I was sobbing with pleasure. I came again and again, squirting all over Pete’s face and fingers, my body shaking violently with each orgasm.