Novel & Cerita Fingering Sex Stories

“Fuck… yes.” “Tell me what you want,” he demanded, circling slowly. “You,” I admitted, "Your touch.” He slipped his fingers inside my leggings right to my wetness. “Like this? My fingers inside you?” “God, yes,” I moaned, clenching around him as he pumped two fingers in. “You’re so tight,” he groaned, kissing me fiercely. “Imagine my cock here.” The words sent shivers through me. He curled his fingers, hitting that exact spot. “You’d feel amazing. Squeezing me.”

He pinched my clit between his fingers, and I yelped a little at the small pain that accompanied the rush of pleasure in between my legs. “Let’s see how many of my fingers you can take in today…” Reiner said as he thrusted his ring finger inside of me to supplement his middle finger. I wrapped my legs around his waist tighter as I thrusted my hips up even further to meet his fingers. I screamed wildly when Reiner started thrusting his two thick and long fingers inside of my pussy, fast and hard and then even faster. His fingers are in so deep, they were stretching my pussy and I felt like I was already being fucked by a decent-sized cock. It’s in so deep and it feels so satisfying. Reiner’s

she ordered. My eyes widened and my pussy clenched from both fear and desire. I’d heard of fisting, but it seemed too painful to imagine, still, this was what she wanted, and when she moaned my name again, I didn’t hesitate anymore. I tucked my thumb in and slowly worked my hand inside her. I started slow, fucking her with my fingers until she was wet enough for me to slip my hand inside her greedy pussy. “Penelope,” She whimpered, “clawing at my sheets. “Mmmg, just like that, make Mommy come all over your hand, pretty girl.”

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

Make her feel every vein, every thick ridge stretching her open. Elena whimpered, plunging two fingers deep inside herself. She fucked herself with them, the wet sounds obscene in the quiet room. Her other hand pinched and tugged her nipples. The fantasy consumed her—Victor’s big body covering hers, his stubble scraping her neck, his low growl in her ear: This pussy has always belonged to me. She added a third finger, stretching herself, curling them against that spot that made her vision spark. Her hips bucked wildly. The necklace bounced between her breasts with every thrust of her hand. Closer… so close…

Her fingers thread through my hair, pushing me deeper between her legs, her hips rolling around me, riding my fingers. I thrust deeper, faster, making her scream louder. Her walls clench around my fingers, her arousal dripping down my fingers. She comes with a choked cry, her entire body shuddering as she pulses around my fingers, begging for more. I go slower, swallowing every drop of her orgasm. When her body starts to relax, I pick up the pace, working my fingers inside her while she whimpers repeatedly, begging me to let her come again. She's completely dazed now, riding my fingers with a slow, punishing pace.

When my flushed slit was exposed to him, he began to play with it fully. Using the middle of his fingërs, he slowly pushed in and out of me. The inside of me grew wetter and slicker from what he was doing. I could see my juicës coating his fingers. Everett face was filled with desire as he slid three fingërs into me. He was incredibly good at fingëring, he knew exactly how to take his time to make his partner feel good. Even with just that, I was already losing myself in pleasure.

She moaned, her hips moving against his hand, a desperate seeking motion for more. “You’re so eager, aren’t you, my love?” he whispered, slipping a finger inside her. Her inner walls clenched around him, hot and slick. She moaned, a deeper sound this time, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer, desperate for the connection. He added another finger, his thumb finding her pulsing clit, rubbing gently, deliberately. Her breath hitched. “Tell me you like that,” he commanded softly, watching her face. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came, a powerful rush that tightened her around his fingers.

Melissa answered. “Do males do that often?” Gina questioned. “Yup. They want the female to be ready for them if sex is involved.” Lexi responded. “So he just sticks his fingers in there, and away he goes?” “Oh no honey. If he did that he’d hurt you. A male will typically work his way up to fingering before he does it.” “How?” “A good encounter always starts off with kissing, and lots of it. There are spots on the body he can kiss, lick, suck, and touch that will turn you on, and make you wet enough to finger you.” Molly answered.

My other hand moved to my breasts, pinching my nipples hard, imagining his hands instead. My fingers plunged deeper, curling, stroking that spot while my thumb rubbed my clit faster. Just when I was close the cumming the door was pushed open and my eyes widened in shock.