Novel & Cerita Fingering Erotica

But Eriol, as dominating as he was, ordered me, “Open your eyes.” I didn’t. In reaction, he vigorously rubbed my crevice from pole to pole and then inserted two fingers inside pussy. That ultimately made me writhe in pleasure. “Open your eyes, I say. I want you to see who is finger-fucking you now." I did as he told, although half-liddedly. A smirk appeared on his lips. He retreated his fingers and inserted it again. Retreat, insert. Retreat, insert. Retreat, insert. Oh, Gods. What a professional! The slick pattern of it immediately gave me an explosion of sensations from my feet to my head.

His fingers parted the swollen lips, finding her clit, a sensitive, aching pearl. He began to stroke it, slowly at first, his thumb rubbing with a deliberate, teasing rhythm. Her hips began to buck instinctively, grinding against his palm, desperate for more. She whimpered, a continuous stream of needy sounds. His fingers slipped inside her, one, then two, stretching her, filling her. The sensation was agonizingly exquisite. He thrust his fingers in and out, stretching her tight entrance, as his thumb continued to relentlessly tease her clit.

I fisted on his hair as I returned the kiss, feeling both hot and dizzy when I his tongue danced with mine. He ran his finger along the flaps of my velvety folds while his kisses trickled down my jaw, licking and biting on it. “Oh my—shit…” I moaned when he thrusted his thick finger into my soaking folds. “I bet this tight hole misses me, hmm?” He pumped his finger in and out of my soaking folds while his lips feasted on my neck. His finger was thick and long, enough to stretch my me to the brim. I clutched on the sheets while moaning his name, my voice sounding more erotic than I had intended.

His fingertips stroked her inner thighs, brushing lightly, tickling, making her body tense and shiver. “Mmm…” Erin moaned, her voice trembling as her legs parted willingly, offering herself to him. She opened wider, silently begging for more, inviting his touch. Alejandro continued to stroke her inner thighs, careful to avoid her slick folds, dragging out her desperation. Erin shifted, trying to maneuver herself so his fingers would slip into the wetness waiting for him. He finally relented, just enough to appease her, sliding a finger slowly upward until he reached her clit. He circled her swollen bud, massaging around it with aching precision.

My fingers slipped inside, through soft curls, and found a scorching, drenched heat. "Keep going," I breathed, my middle finger sliding through her slick folds, circling her entrance. "Nicholas... Nick... don't... I mean..." But her protest was weak, her body arching into my touch. "Keep talking. Tell me how to make her come." "You can... talk to her... tell her she tastes good, that you love it... mash your tongue onto her clit... pulse it in time with your fingers... keep doing that... just like that... yes..."

The room filled with the wet, obscene sounds of their fingers thrusting in and out of each other’s cunts. “Harder,” Sienna gasped. “Fuck me harder with your fingers. I want to feel you deep.” Lena added a third finger, stretching Sienna open while grinding her palm against her clit. Sienna did the same to Lena, their bodies rocking together in rhythm. They were both close. Lena could feel Sienna’s walls fluttering around her fingers. Sienna’s moans were getting broken and desperate. “I’m going to cum,” Sienna whimpered. “Don’t stop… finger-fuck me just like that.”

Her walls clenched around me, hot and tight. I pumped my fingers slowly, curling them just right while my thumb circled her clit. “That’s it. Ride my fingers. Let me feel how much you need this.” She moaned loudly, head falling back against the wall. Her hips moved with my hand, chasing the pleasure. “Don’t stop… please—” I sped up, fucking her with my fingers while kissing her neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks. “You like knowing they’re watching? Like knowing someone sees me fingering this tight pussy that belongs to me?”

Shoving two fingers inside her to curl them up against her front wall, I pumped them fast as my mouth worked on her nub. Wet sounds echoed all around me slurping as she clenched around my fingers, more juices gushing onto my chin as I speared her sopping hole. “Fuck, Sera…yes,” she panted, breathless. “Suck me harder… Finger me deeper.” I did, adding a third finger to stretch her as I sucked and licked, inhaling her musky scent that drove me wild. Her thighs tensed, and then began little tremors that blew into frantic vibrations.

“Feel my fingers fucking both your greedy little holes? Your pussy is so fucking wet it’s dripping down to your ass, making it nice and slick for me. You like being stuffed full like this, don’t you? My dirty little waitress getting her cunt and tight virgin ass played with by a dangerous mafia boss.” “Yes—god, yes—” I cried out, hips rolling shamelessly against his hand now. The pressure was building again, faster and hotter than before. Every thrust of his fingers sent white-hot sparks racing through my entire body. The wet, obscene sounds of him fingering both my holes filled the luxurious bedroom — slick, filthy, rhythmic squelching that made my cheeks burn with shame and arousal.

Sweat beaded on her forehead, trickling down between her breasts, and I leaned in to lick it away, savoring the salty tang mixed with her floral scent. "More?" I added a second finger, stretching her further, the slight resistance making me groan low in my throat. Her walls gripped me like a vice, slick and hot, and I curled them to brush that sensitive spot inside—her G-spot, untouched until now. A gush of wetness coated my hand, warm and sticky, dripping down my wrist as I increased the pace, scissoring my fingers to prepare her, the wet, squelching sounds filling the room—obscene, erotic, a symphony of her defilement. My free hand pinched her nipple, twisting just enough to blend pain wit