First Time Getting Fingered Stories Novels & Stories

Because of the position, he’s pressed firmly against my clit, so every thrust of his finger is hitting it perfectly, and I know it’s not going to take me long at all. “Have you ever done this before?” Aiden asks. His voice is deep and husky with desire. “No,” I whimper as he speeds his finger up. “I’m the only one?” “Yes.” I’m panting now, grabbing onto the back of his neck while I rock my hips as he fingers me. “Good,” he murmurs against my skin, bringing his mouth back to mine.

My fingers pounded away on the keyboard as in the story I pounded away on Miss Ross. Of course I didn't start fucking her until she had given me an eye rolling blow job that ended with her letting my cum drool out of her mouth and onto her tits. From there she had hopped back onto the desk for me to take over where I left off and suck her off with my fingers buried in her pussy. I described her as wailing like a banshee as she came beneath my eager tongue and telling me to stand back up and slam the shit out of her. The story then went into the two of us going around the world. My stud of a story self banged her with her legs spread wide, bent over her desk, and doggy style on the floor.

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.

“All this for a few push-ups and a conversation. You needed this bad, baby.” “I did.” My voice broke. “I do.” He slid one finger through my wetness, slow, not pushing in yet. Just teasing. Watching my face over the curve of my stomach. “Can I use my fingers too,” he asked, “or only my mouth?” The question made me clench. “Fingers,” I whispered. “Please.” “That’s my girl.” He pushed one finger into me first.

Her eyes widened as his fingers came in contact with her wet core and his long finger glided up and down , sending shivers down her spine. The sound it made embarrassed and turned her on even more. Her hips bucked up unknowingly making him shackle. He placed a gentle kiss on her bare shoulder before gently pushing his fingers inside her. Her breathing creased in his ear , her lips touching his earlobe. He pulled his finger out before his palm caressed her bare thigh. He continued the movement before finally thrusting his Finger inside of her.

I coated my middle finger in the sticky mix, circling my asshole once, twice, teasing the rim just like he’d done. “Good girl,” he growled, stroking faster now. “Push it in. Slow.” I pressed the tip against the tight ring. It resisted at first, then gave way with a soft pop as my finger sank into the first knuckle. I gasped, the stretch burning sweet. My pussy clenched empty, jealous. “Deeper,” he commanded. “All the way.” I pushed further, feeling the hot, tight walls grip my finger. It felt strange, full, forbidden, so fucking good. I moaned, rocking my hips a little.

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.

Each time I think I can’t take anymore, he adds another finger inside of me. My lips part in a choked gasp as he watches me experience him for the first time my body growing attuned to every movement of his fingers as I meet his hard harsh thrust. Who knew being fucked by just fingers could feel this good! So fucking good! Am literally bouncing and grinding on his hands, as I feel my muscles clenching around him, pulsing in desperate need for more friction. My body, pussy needing and clawing for more! "So fucking perfect," he praises, curling the digits buried inside the depths of my core until it touches something that draws out a loud, unobstructed moan from my chest that almost shatters m

This was the very first time a male had ever touched my pussy besides me. He and I got really hot as he put his fingers in my pussy and rubbed my clit. It felt so good to have someone else do this, I started jacking my dick and moaned a little as he fingered my pussy. The more he fingered me, the more excited we got. Soon he started jacking himself too and we both shot at the same time, high in the air. We both said It was the best cum we had ever had ,…. Except,…

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.