Getting Fingered Stories Novels & Stories

I bit my lip, removing the phone from my ear waiting to see the notification. And once in, my stomach busted into a nest of butterflies... It's just a finger of his pinky, come down Candice. "Okay, I believe you." "How about you send yours too." "Fine." I rushed to my bedroom, lit the lights and made sure I got the perfect shot of my finger, "did you get it?" "I did, and now you can start talking, free of judgment for the law of the pinky stands." "Okay... Well, I like clubbing."

“Didn’t think you’d like getting fingered by a stranger?” “N-no, I…oh god!” His fingers curl inside me, hitting that rough patch of nerves that makes my toes curl. My breath comes in sharp, broken gasps. The gloves are slick with me now, my juices coating his skin, dripping down to the bed. He works me like he’s owning me, his fingers pistoning in and out, his thumb rubbing my clit in tight, relentless circles. “You’re gonna cum for me, Sunny?” His voice is a growl, his free hand gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. “Gonna soak my fingers before I even put the needle in?”

His fingers moved faster and faster inside of her hot walls. His fingers were long, reaching deep inside her, leaving her wanting more and more. He added more fingers, intensifying the pleasure. He could feel her pûssy tightening around his fingers. As he continued to eat her out, he managed to ask, "Are you… close?" Jennie nodded quickly, pushing her fingers into his hair and gripping him against her. "Don't stop, don't stop!" He did as she asked, fûcking her pûssy with his fingers at a fast pace until she was a moaning mess. Her pûssy clenched tighter around him until, with one final deep thrust, she came all over his tongue and fingers.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

Tell me Ruby or I'll take my hands away. "Yes Sir, please touch my wet pussy please, make me cum!" "That's my Good girl" he replied and his fingers find her dripping wet pussy. He slowly slides one finger inside her wet pussy while rubbing her clit with the palm of his hand. "That's it, baby, Damn I feel you clenching my finger, you're so tight" He slides another finger in and scissors his fingers inside to stretch her then he fucks her deep with his fingers while she moans and grinds her clit down on his hand. "That's it Ruby, cum for me, cum all over my fingers!" Yes, I'm Cumming Sir, she says as her body tightens up and then drenched his fingers in her creamy juices. He pulls his fingers

“You don’t want Maya to hear her precious best friend getting finger-fucked by her big sister, do you?” I shook my head frantically, moaning into her palm as she started pumping her fingers in and out of my tight pussy. She curled them perfectly, hitting that sensitive spot inside me with every stroke. The wet, obscene sounds of her fingers plunging into my soaked cunt were barely covered by the music from the party. “Look at you,” Lena growled, fucking me harder. “Taking my fingers like a greedy little slut right here on the rooftop. Anyone could walk around this corner and see me ruining your tight cunt.”

"I wish you were here to fuck me." He stroked faster. "Finger that tight pussy. Two fingers. Pretend it's my cock stretching you." I pushed two fingers inside and moaned. It felt good but not enough. "Faster, baby. Tell me how bad you want my dick." "I want your big cock so bad," I cried. "I want you to fuck me hard like in my stories. I want you to fill me up and make me scream." My fingers moved quicker. The camera was recording everything on the call. I felt dirty and excited at the same time.

But I stopped thinking anywhere besides that room in a house full of people, when I felt your fingers exploring me again, studying myself as a new and fun experience, making my moisture go down to your fingers. I heard a low swear word sounding from Fred's lips, and I sniffed when he slid his index finger on my entrance, making that noise as if in a pleading request for more. And Fred really answered my request. Slowly, Fred turned that finger into me, dragging himself against the sensitive walls of my intimacy. Without really finishing the movement, Fred inserted another finger, filling me, seducing me. Slowly, Fred stuck them and took them out, then decreased the space of time between each

But part of me wants to savor her, not treat her like food like I did with my other victims. I move the crotch of her panties to the side, slipping my middle finger inside her. She lets out a surprised gasp and moves her hips harder, humping at my hand. Her pussy is drenched, she’s one of those women that really gets sopping wet. I swirl and dig around, exploring her insides. The rippled walls clenched tight around my finger. I nibble at her neck again. A swift bite of my jaw and I could be feasting, drinking her life essence. I resist. She has no idea how close she is to death, no idea who is fingering her wet cunt right now.

But I keep chasing his addictive fingers. Dildo is overhyped. Whatever his fingers can’t do doesn’t exist. He treats me dirty and nastily— a whore for hire. Adding another digit, he fingers me stupid. “Greedy, little hole, eager for my fingers.” “Pull out!” ecstasy tunnels my vision. “I can’t take it anymore.” “You have to take five fingers to qualify for my dick.” He inserts another finger. “You’re doing well, Bunny.” My eyes roll into their sockets. “Fuck me… please.”