First Time Fingering Story Novels & Stories

he hissed into my ear before sliding my underwear down, exposing me completely. I braced myself against the table, feeling the anticipation coil tightly in my stomach as he positioned himself between me. Then, with a forceful thrust, he pushed his finger inside me, and immediately pulled it back. “Fuck!” He grunted. “You’re so tight.” He pushed a finger into me first, and then joined it with another, filling me completely. I cried out, the sudden sensation overwhelming as he didn’t give me a moment to adjust, pounding his finger into me relentlessly.

I nodded my head and took a few deep breaths to calm myself down. With Ryder kissing me, he started moving his finger inside me, deep and gentle strokes at first. It was my first time going this far with anyone really. Although it was slightly uncomfortable at first, the longer Ryder finger fucked me, the better it started to get. "Ah ah ahh..Ryder..." When he pushed a second finger inside me and curled his fingers, i almost lost it as my moans got louder. Ryder wasn't just finger fucking me, i was riding his fingers.

he growled—I hadn’t even told him my name, but hearing it from his mouth made me clench harder. “Cum for me, you frustrated little slut. Flood my fingers.” The orgasm hit me like a freight train. My thighs clamped around his arm, pussy spasming violently as I squirted for the first time in my life, gushing hot and messy all over his hand and the grass. I screamed, vision whiting out, body convulsing in pure ecstasy. Wave after wave crashed through me, but he didn’t stop. He kept fingering me through it, drawing out every shudder until I was panting, hazy, legs spread obscenely wide.

He doesn’t say anything just breathes on the side of my head as his fingers traced the path of my opening before slowly pushing his fingertip past my tight outer ring. I tensed at the foreign feeling, when a soft almost gentle kiss was pressed to my temple, the gesture catches me off guard momentarily forgetting his finger inside me. Which he seems to have taken it as his chance when he pulled his finger completely out and shortly rammed it back inside me- this time adding another finger. “Never had anyone back here I see” “Shut the...hell up” I say trying- and failing miserably to get over the feelings inside me. “Why? Can’t stand the thought of me being your first”

I pour lube across three fingers and spread it carefully, adding a small amount where it’s needed. Carter groans softly when I touch him. The sound nearly derails me. For a moment I almost lean down again. Almost. No. Focus. Prepare first. Lose control later. My first finger slides in smoothly. The fit is perfect tight, warm, like something designed exactly for this. I pause. Count slowly. One… Two… My body screams for speed, but I force myself to wait. By the time I reach ten, my second finger joins the first. The sight alone is enough to make my breath hitch.

My fingers found my soaked panties and I shoved them aside, gasping as I touched my clit for the first time with real intent. I was clumsy, inexperienced, circling too fast, then too slow, but the ache was unbearable, and I just went with whatever felt good. I tried to imagine Rhoy, but instead I replayed the stranger's voice and imagined those rough hands instead of mine on my body. “Fuck!” A soft moan escaped my lips as my hips rocked against my own fingers. I pushed one finger inside my pussy hole. It was so tight that I whimpered at the stretch. I went slow, then faster… and faster, hissing as I chased the building pressure, my thighs shaking, breath ragged.

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

Bite me," she orders and I oblige. She yelps and I groan. I can't hold back. My hands go down between her thighs, replacing her fingers. I move up to see her face, her mouth is a bit open as she breathes heavily through it, strands of her red hair cling to her sweaty forehead. "Let me help you" I whisper right onto her ear as I plunge my index finger right into her. We groan at the same time. "So wet" I fuck her with my fingers, enjoying the feel of it. She's so tight there's now way I can make her first time painless. "Has anyone seen you like this Mika?" I ask desperately as my finger mover faster in her, she grinds herself on my finger, letting out lewd sounds that make my blood boil. She

His other fingers bite into each ass cheek, gripping them until it’s painful, and then thrusts in. “I remember when I fucked you for the first time. I was so pleased to feel you were only meant to be mine. Now, nothing is stopping me from getting as deep as possible. I did that. I owned it. I claimed it.” His fingers dig into my hair, fisting it, forcing my head to turn. “So I better hear what I’ve claimed. I want you to scream.” He licks up my spine as he curls into me. Another orgasm builds, and the fingers attached to my clit begin to move, a waving movement that rolls my clit.

It was completely by reflex because she regained her composure a second later, clearing her throat. “I don’t think they were this bad at first. I mean my first memory where I began to feel the rough tips of my fingers was when I was 14. I had just hand-picked an entire yard of berries amongst the thorns of weeds. It was hell. My entire fingers bleed for three days...” She stopped talking and just kept staring at her fingers.