Fingering Novels & Stories

After ten breaths passed, Liam suddenly moved just as Jimmy was about to mock. He lightly lifted his index finger, forming an arch shape, then struck down on Julian's wrist! Liam seemed gentle, but in that instant, a buzz seemed to scatter invisible sound waves everywhere! After the index finger came down, it was the middle finger and, finally, the ring finger! Up, middle, down! Three parts, nine beats! Liam's three fingers continuously struck Julian's wrist at a very strange frequency.

They’re filthy, wet, and loud. The alpha fingering me curls his fingers, hitting that spot inside me that makes me see stars; his thumb presses down on my clit in time with the blond alpha's tongue. The stimulation is too much; my pussy tightens, and my legs start to shake. "I-I can't," I choke out, but it's too late.

He slid another finger inside of me and started fingering me at a constant pace. "Jesus! You’re so wet!" His expert hands traced all over my bare body. It seemed he knew every part of my body. His fingers were busy doing their own work. He knew the pace and depth of me. He was making me moan the loudest. I already came just by him fingering me for a few seconds. He stared at my pussy and his facial expressions were confusing so I tried to close my legs. But he grabbed my thighs and locked them open with his arms.

I rubbed slow, teasing circles, moaning softly into the empty room as I slipped two fingers inside my slick heat. “Marcus… please,” I whispered, pumping my fingers faster. My walls clenched around them, but it wasn’t enough. I added a third finger, stretching myself, imagining his thick cock filling the void he left behind. The wet sounds of my fingering filled the room, but the pleasure felt hollow, tainted by loneliness.

She flicked the small silver ring in his nipple with her fingertips. “What’s this?”

As the other fingers held the passage open, his middle finger moved over it, up and down teasingly. Her grip trembled at his thighs as they tightened their hold; her mouth fell open without a sound; breath stuck in her chest as she bowed over with each pass of his finger. With each complete circle his hand made, his index and middle finger tightened around their hostage. His fingers dug into the tender flesh of her breast as he pushed her back upright against him. She panted as he pulled as he pushed, forcing her to the very tip of her toes, his hold supporting her trembling jelly legs. On their own accord, her hips danced, her pelvis pushing back and forth seeking more friction as she rode

His fingers slid through her curls and met her wet folds. Raymond captured the moan she released. It wouldn’t take long. He realized how starved for sex she was and let his fingers do their magic. Caressing her, rolling her clit between his thumb and forefinger, he could feel her excitement rise. He would make it worthwhile for her.

All she needed right now was an intense fingering to his voice. "Where are your fingers?" He asked in a deep raspy voice, could she hear the precum effect as she could now hear his fingers slide over his dick cap more rapidly creating a click sound that matched the rhythm of her fingers in her pussy. "In my pu...ssy" Alice arched as she started feeling shooting pleasure hitting her body at intervals and she continued to rub her clit, only more vigorously while she thrust her lower body against her fingers, she stifled a moan as he groaned in her ear aggressively like an animal.

I wasn't looking at him, but I could feel the way his eyes were following my every movement, taking it all in, and I didn't even realize when he came close to me until he pressed his hand against mine. I gasped loudly, "Shh, remember we don't want to wake Kyle up." I immediately clamped a hand down on my mouth and tried to keep my moans in. "What are you doing?" I asked, as his rough fingers coupled with my small ones did things to my stomach and I could feel the tension deep in my belly. "Giving you your next lesson. Fingering." "Wait, what..." I screamed or was it moaned as I felt a finger slip into my hole, and it was not as unpleasant as I had expected.

as he arches off the floor. My finger delves deep into Xander’s warmth, moving in a steady rhythm that sends shivers through his body. The flickering light of the fire dancing over his body, the air thick with our arousal is driving me wild. I remove my tongue from his entrance, replacing it with another finger, then another, each one pushing deeper, scissoring to stretch him further. Xander's breath hitches, his muscles clenching around my fingers as I work him open.