Fisting Literotica Novelas e Histórias

She was so fast all I could do was block and dodge, there was no opening to attack. She's relentless! What am I supposed to do? “Lexy, I got it! What do you want me to do with it?” The second of distraction was all Lilianna needed to get a good hit in on me. The blow sent me to the floor and knocked the wind out of me. “Break it!” I screamed just as Lilianna kicked me in the side, making me cough up blood. Janea spiked the watch, shattering it to pieces. Lilianna’s body hit the ground with a thud as the apparent mind control was broken.

He positions his fingers in a way that one of his fingers goes into my pussy, while his thumb rubs circles on my clit. I don't even know how he does it….but I fucking like it. I'm exploding against the pool wall, with my legs still on his waist, when he adds a second, and then a third finger…. fingering me hard and nice. I'm crying, moaning out loud, gasping, muttering inaudible words as Lucas uses his fingers nice and good on my pussy. Oh…those adorable, sweet fingers of his. I don't even know which one I enjoy the most….the sensation of Lucas finger fucking my pussy hard and passionate or the sensation of the pool water against my pussy.

Samantha DYLAN came back home with a raging face. He immediately went to me and pointed a finger that I almost kick him. I don't like anyone pointing a finger at me. That was just disrespectful, and I hate it to death. “You!” he growled at me. “Your bastard of an ex sued me! What did you say to him, huh?!” My lips parted in shock. Lucian sued him? Damn! What the hell was Lucian thinking? Dylan could get away with this easily. That was one hell of a wrong move!

She teased. Baffled by her words, Anthony simply answered what was asked of him. "I told her to finger herself---" "That's it?!" Was Lissa's instantaneous reply, her eyes widening as if she wasn't pleased with whatever she heard. "That's boring! Even I finger myself sometimes. I even do it while I play with Jimmy." Both of Anthony's brows raised as he gives Lissa a peculiar look. "Who's Jimmy?" "My vibrator." She answered with a smile, then looked at Anthony with such a teasing smile that he can't help but contort his face.

He slips a finger in her hole, making her almost yelp in pleasure. His finger strokes her insides while his other hand massages her. Scarlett’s body starts to act on its own, matching his thrusts. She slightly moves with his fingers, feeling him touch her most innermost parts. The feeling is euphoric, setting her on fire with lust. He strokes her clit and f*cks her with his finger at the same time. Her walls tighten around him, her insides filling with anticipation.

“I have been touching my soaked pussy to you for months. Every single night I lock my door, shove my fingers deep inside my cunt and rub my clit raw thinking about you bending me over and wrecking me.” “I cum whispering your name while I imagine that thick pierced cock stretching me open and flooding me full.” His smirk grew wider, eyes dropping straight to my heavy tits still trapped under my sweater, nipples poking hard against the fabric. “No shit? Quiet little Lila has been finger fucking herself thinking about my dick this whole time?” He reached out and palmed one of my tits through the cloth, squeezing rough enough to make me gasp as the soft flesh spilled between his fingers. “Prove

Lucien’s hand sank deeper, wrist disappearing, then halfway up his forearm, the bulge visible under the skin of Nagur’s lower belly. “Fuck yes… feel that, pet? My fist is rearranging your guts,” Lucien snarled, twisting his hand slowly inside the hot, velvety channel. He pumped in and out, forearm fucking Nagur with long, deep strokes that made wet, obscene squelching noises echo through the playroom. Nagur writhed on the floor, moaning brokenly, legs shaking uncontrollably as the fisting pushed against his prostate from the inside. “Master… please… it’s so deep… I’m gonna cum… fuck my insides......no more!”

💦Silent Moans💦 The librarian’s footsteps grew closer. Mia and I froze between the tall stacks, my fingers still buried deep inside her soaked pussy, hers curled inside mine. Our breathing was ragged, hearts hammering. “Anyone back here?” the librarian called again, voice echoing softly. Mia’s walls clenched hard around my fingers, the danger made her even wetter, she looked at me with wild, lust-filled eyes and slowly started rocking her hips, fucking herself on my fingers without making a sound.

The room filled with the wettest, filthiest symphony imaginable—obscene squelching from her overstuffed holes, skin slapping violently, gagging, choking, and the constant wet farts of cum and piss being forced out around invading cocks. Louis growled and shoved his entire fist into her already double-stuffed pussy, right alongside the two cocks. Four massive intrusions in her cunt. The pressure was apocalyptic. Her prolapsed walls turned completely inside out, clinging and stretching around the brutal combination as Louis punched deep against her cervix. “Feel that, breeding whore?” Louis snarled, twisting his fist viciously. “We’re going to fist-fuck your womb open and pump it so full of cu

he growled, thumb grinding my clit, “or I fist this cunt till you pass out.” The chat exploded: $5K – FIST HER $10K – MAKE HER SQUIRT ON THE RELIC Mara straddled my face, pussy dripping, and silver rings cold against my lips. “Lick,” she hissed, grinding down. I did—tongue fucking her, tasting salt and sin, and her moans shaking through my skull. Luca added a fourth finger, stretching me wide, and knuckles dragging. I came hard, pussy clenching, and squirting over his wrist, soaking the velvet, the stone, and the fucking relic beneath the chaise.