First Time Fingering Stories Novels & Stories

I stopped my finger at her entrance but didn't pushed inside and instead, starting stroking her bud with my thumb, making her more desperate. My thumb kept stroking her clit and I reached up to kiss her. Soon I plunged my one finger into her entrance and groaned at the tightness. I know she was a virgin which made it even more beautiful for me to be her first time. Soon I was pumping three of my fingers into her slick core and she was a moaning mess under me. Whimpering and trembling, begging with her moans for me to make her come. And It wasn't long after when she spilled all her fluids on my fingers. She panted under me as I sucked my fingers, having taste of her sweetness.

His thumb finds my clit again and rubs tight little circles while he finger-fucks me right there between the bookshelves. “Look at you,” he growls quietly. “Taking my fingers like such a good girl. This tight little pussy is sucking me in.” I’m rocking against his hand, chasing it, my breath coming in short gasps. The wet sounds are obscene in the quiet library. I’m so close already embarrassingly close. “Alex—I’m gonna—” “Not yet.” He pulls his fingers out, brings them to his mouth, and licks them clean while staring straight into my eyes. “I want you to come on my cock the first time tonight.”

“Have you been thinking about me every night?” I nodded, too embarrassed to speak. He pushed one finger inside me, then another, before he began moving them slowly while his thumb rubbed my clit. The pleasure was intense; I know I had touched myself before, but this felt completely different, and his fingers were better than I had imagined when fingering myself. He kissed me again as he fingered me, swallowing my soft moans with his mouth. When he felt me getting close, he pulled his hand away. “Not yet,” he whispered. “I want to be inside you when you come for the first time.”

He grinned, wiggling his fingers mysteriously. “It’s called ‘Story Fingers.’ You take turns telling a story, but here’s the catch—you can only speak one sentence at a time, and you have to include a finger count with each sentence. For example, I start with ‘One fox ran across the river,’ and then you continue with two of something happening, and so on. It gets tricky, and hilarious, especially after a few rounds.” Jaiyana laughed, already intrigued. “Sounds… complicated. But fun. Okay, I’m in.”

His fingers slid under the fabric of her delicate panties. “Hmm,” she hummed, licking her lips and arching her back. Encouraged by her receptiveness, he explored her moist flesh. She was soft and warm, her female folds drenched with her juices, her knees at an angle now to give him better access. Samson bathed his fingers in her wetness before he dove farther south. He probed at her entrance and drove his finger into her. A gasp came from her. “Samson!” she panted. “Please, don’t tease me.”

I can feel her body heating up as I assaulted her vagina with my hand. “....is this your first time being touch?…being fingered like this?…you haven’t touching yourselves, Love…”. “Ahnn!!..tHiS..My..FiRst..timE..AHHHH!!!…I did OncE..But..It NeveR FelT..LiKe THISZ!!!!…AHHHHH!!…IT’S COMING!!!….AHHH!!!!..AHHHHHHHHH!!!..…”. (Alure Johnson)

One thick finger circled my tight hole, teasing, pressing, retreating, until I was begging in broken little sobs. “Please—what are you—” “Relax, baby,” he crooned, voice velvet and sin. “I told you. You had only one chance to run.” He worked that finger in gentle, relentless motions, until I was stretched around the first knuckle, then the second, then the whole thing. The burn was perfect. “Yes! Yes!” A second finger joined.. Stretching me wide open. The lube was warm now, slick sounds coming from me made me even hornier.

He rubbed one of his fingers against my hole, swirling it around. He leaned down to lick my chest and npples, taking turns sucking on them. I took a deep breath as he gradually inserted one finger inside my hole. At first, it felt uncomfortable since it had been a long time since we last did this. Once his finger hit the base, he slowly slid it in and out while his mouth and tongue continued to play with my npples. I whimpered as his fingering grew faster, and my desire for his massive toy intensified.

He punctuated his words by thrusting two of his fingers deep inside me in one go. I felt my slippery walls gripping his fingers, trying to suck them in as I pushed back, taking more. He placed his palm on the small of my back to hold me in place as he started to move his fingers, fûcking me with them. “You really weren’t lying, huh? When you said you wanted to be fûcked, look at you taking my fingers so far inside your pûssy.” I could feel myself dripping around his fingers and not just that but I could also hear the embarrassing sound his fingers made as he thrust them back and forth. “Can you take three? Let’s see.” “Oh... My. God.” I groaned as he circled his third fingers around my entra

With his other, two fingers touched her moist entrance and then without warning plunged into her heat. She exploded upward but he applied pressure to her middle back pushing her body into the soft bedding. His fingers moved. Slowly. In and out, the sweet torture continued and her hands grabbed fistfuls of cotton sheet. Her need centered on his fingers; her desire unbearable. With no warning, sharp burning fangs entered her neck at the juncture of her shoulder. She screamed and her body bucked uncontrollably. Strong hands lifted and flipped her over.