First Time Fingering Stories Novels & Stories

His other fingers played with my nub. His fingers pressed my clit as he inserted his full length into me. I cried out as my body vibrated. He gently thrust once again, kissing my shoulder and pulling me tightly in his arms. My fingers mashed his fingers on my clit as an electrifying wave hit me. Sweet and unexplainable, causing me to grind faster. This was my first time having a cock in me, but Gamma Liam was perfect at making me enjoy every feel of it. He knew how best to handle my body.

Just a little push and I could bury my fingers in her hot poon like I once did. I shook my head, the first time was wrong, I shouldn't have done that. Yet, my fingers still itched to carry on, twitched and demanded I do it. She won't know because she's a deep sleeper when in my arms. The first time, I didn't feel the rapture of having her spasm on my hand, her sloppy pussy strangling my fingers and protesting against the intrusion. I moaned, picturing how hot and good it would feel to have her tight walls scream against my intrusion, squeezing the life out of my dick.

I pushed her panties aside and dug in again. “Ohh yes,” she whimpered, eyes clouded with desire. She was so fucking aroused, so damn wet for me. “Ohh my God, Cheryl, you are so tight,” I said as she clenched her walls around my fingers, strangling them. I fucked her with my fingers, slowly and softly, treating her like a princess for her first time. I would curl my fingers deep inside of her, earning a very pleasing moan. I loved when she was a mess like this for me. She began to grind her hips, fucking my fingers even faster than I thought she'd be able to handle. I pressed my thumb against her clit, rubbing softly as pleasure coursed through her.

My hips bucked upwards when he moved he fingers hard inside of me. “Oh my God…” I panted and he chuckled at my reaction. He thrust his fingers in a fast pace. He kept on thrusting and I came hard and fast around his fingers. Vincenzo pulled his fingers and held me to him. My legs were shaking and I was so weak. He pushed me to rest on the wall and I watched with wide eyes as he licked his fingers clean. “So sweet.” He murmured and wiped my lips. “That was intense. This is my first time.” I don’t know why I just told him that.

My juices squirted around his fingers, soaking his hand and the fresh sheets. “Oh my God… your fingers feel so good… I just love how your fingers are destroying my pussy for me… I love this fingering than anything else… go deeper with your fingers and don’t even pause… fuck me harder with those thick fingers… harder… please!” I begged, while I was still squeezing my own breasts so tightly that my knuckles turned white. My hands continued roaming wildly over my body, it was pinching, slapping, caressing, as if I couldn’t control myself anymore. “I can’t live without this… I love sex and I love fingering… I love everything that feels good inside my pussy… I can’t survive without getting fucked

Her walls clenched around my fingers, hot and silky. I added a third finger, stretching her open, curling them to stroke that spot deep inside that always made her lose control. My mouth worked her clit in steady, filthy rhythms—sucking, licking, flicking—while my fingers thrust deeper. Her juices coated my hand and chin. She came the first time with a sharp cry, pussy fluttering wildly around my fingers, thighs trembling against my ears. I didn’t stop. I kept licking her through it, gentling my fingers but pressing firmly on that inner ridge until she shattered again, sobbing my name as another wave crashed over her. “Cain—oh god—I can’t—”

His fingers pressed against my panties, right where I was burning, and I couldn’t stop the cry that tore from my throat. “Already wet for me,” he whispered smugly, kissing me again as he hooked a finger beneath the fabric. The first stroke of his fingers against my bare heat made me arch off the bed. He swallowed every sound, every moan, as his fingers teased, circled, then slipped inside me with slow, devastating precision. My body betrayed me fully, clenching around him, pulling him deeper, while my nails raked across his back. He fingered me harder, faster, each thrust curling just right, until I was trembling beneath him, undone, ruined, and utterly his again.

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.

Her ass blazed, heat pulsing inward to clench his cock. One hand snaked under, fisting roughly into her pussythree fingers, then four, thumb hooking clit while ass-pounding continued. The double fist-cock stretch bloated her visibly, gape audible in wet schlicks. Stacey's mind blanked *Painfire, more, shatter me* clit throbbing under abuse. Climax crashed "Table-cumming—fiiiill!" squirting puddling beneath, ass vise on cock; he whipped final lashes before erupting, pulling out to hose her back white.

My body is craving for her long and slender fingers. My body is trembling with anticipation as im waiting for Eleanor to insert her fingers inside me. I need it. Then Eleanor obeyed my plea, she inserts her middle finger inside me. I gasp as I savor her fingers but it's not enough. Then Eleanor added her ring finger inside me and it was so fucking good. I moaned and clutch on her shoulder for support. Eleanor started pumping her fingers, in and out. Then out of nowhere, Eleanor added another finger inside me.