Fingering Erotica Mga Nobela at Kwento

she whispered. I added a second finger and began to move them in a slow, steady rhythm, curling slightly to find the spot that made her hips jerk. My thumb stayed on her clit, rubbing in small circles. Elena’s hands braced on my shoulders. She rode my fingers with increasing urgency, her breasts moving with each shallow thrust of her hips. Soft wet sounds filled the quiet room. I leaned forward and took one nipple back into my mouth, sucking harder now, matching the pace of my hand.

Two fingers thrust deep into the soaked pussy. "Please, Isolde," Seraphina begged. "I need to cum." Isolde fingered her fast. Her thumb rubbed the swollen clit. The wet sounds filled the car. Seraphina shook with another orgasm. Her juices coated Isolde's hand. She cried out, body arching in the seat. "I love how needy you’ve become for me," Isolde said. She kissed her deeply and kept fingering her through the aftershocks.

“Cum all over my fingers like the naughty little slut you are while your best friend sleeps upstairs.” The words pushed me over the edge. My entire body convulsed as the orgasm ripped through me. My pussy spasmed hard around his thrusting fingers, gushing slick all over his hand and the kitchen floor. I cried out into his mouth, my nails digging into his shoulders as wave after wave crashed over me. My thighs trembled uncontrollably, my cunt clenching and fluttering as he kept fingering me through it, drawing out every last tremor until I was a wrecked, dripping, gasping mess.

Cara hissed in pleasure and spread her legs wide to allow him better access. "Yes.. yes.. don't stop," she whispered as she began to thrust back at his fingers. Lance quickly added a third finger and increased the speed of his thrusts. The "flick flick flick" sound of his ministrations as his oily fingers drilled in and out of her wet vagina merged with her moans to form an orchestra that made his penis extra hard. Cara had gotten up on her elbows and knees and was now fucking back at his fingers with reckless abandon. "Ohh deeper.. right there.. yes."

Lila I have no idea how we got here but I'm too horny to think straight. My fingers are fisting his bulge through his pants with our lips merged together. He tastes like vodka and bad decisions. His lips aren't gentle against mine as he cups my face with one arm and fondles my left boob hard with the other. I'm fucking wet, my panties sticking to my pussy. I groan into his mouth, driven insane by the pressure of his lips and fingers. My body dying with pain and pleasure as he pinches my nipple. His fingers leave my face and he settles them quick in my skirt. He wastes no time to have them in my panties already. A tremor courses through my entire being when he does. It's so much different fro

The silver-haired woman added a fifth finger to my ass, fisting me fully, the stretch intense, while the leader pulled out her hand, replacing it with the larger strap-on, entering my pussy with a brutal thrust. They rotated, the brunette fucking my pussy with the strap-on, the leader riding my face, her cunt grinding against my tongue. The petite woman sucked my clit, her fingers joining the silver-haired woman’s in my ass, six digits now, fisting me with a relentless rhythm. The tattooed woman moved to my tits, tribbing against them, her juices coating my skin, while the silver-haired woman added the double-headed dildo to my pussy, fucking me alongside the fisting. I came again, pussy and

My body was on fire, clit throbbing under his thumb, pussy squeezing his fingers tight as he fucked me with them relentless. I could hear voices downstairs, Emily saying something sharp, but I did not care, just grabbed his wrist and rode his hand harder, chasing the orgasm fast. "Cum for me," he ordered, biting my neck hard enough to mark, fingers slamming deeper. "Show me you are mine." I did, hard, pussy spasming around his fingers, gushing wet as I cried out his name loud, body shaking bad. He kept going, dragging it out until I went weak, then pulled his fingers out and shoved them into my mouth again. I sucked them clean hungry, tasting everything, eyes locked on his.

Three fingers slammed into me without warning… thick, stretching me perfectly, fucking me hard and fast while her palm ground against my clit. “Oh god… Evelyn… your fingers… I’m so fucking full…” I gasped, hips bucking up to meet every thrust. The library smelled like sex now… her arousal dripping down my wrist, mine coating her hand, the sharp tang of two dripping cunts mixing with old paper. She rode my fingers at the same time, our bodies slapping together, breasts bouncing, nipples dragging across each other with every frantic movement.

I ran my thumb over her clit and fucked her with my fingers. “Daddy,” Victoria cried out. “I’m so close.” I scissored my fingers inside her soaked pussy while I ate her anus out. Fuck yeah.

The scent of her, sharp and musky with arousal, fills his nostrils, intoxicating him. His fingers press, parting her folds, seeking the warm, sensitive flesh within. He feels the delicate petals yield, opening for him, slick and ready. He delves deeper, the tips of his fingers finding the delicate nub of her clitoris, swollen and throbbing. Her breath hitches, a sharp, audible gasp that she tries to stifle, but it escapes her anyway.