Novel & Cerita Getting Fingered Stories

“Finger me. I need to feel you inside me.” He pushed two thick fingers deep into my pussy, curling them against my G-spot. I moaned loudly, rocking against his hand. “Like this?” he asked, pumping his fingers faster. “You like your stepbrother fingering your tight little cunt?” “Yes,” I gasped. “Don’t stop. I’m so close.” He added a third finger, stretching me open while his thumb rubbed my clit. I came hard, crying out his name as my pussy clenched around his fingers, juices running down his hand.

“Watching me stroke my cock while you fingered your cunt.” Elena whimpered, gripping the counter tightly. “Alex… we can’t. Liam is right there.” His fingers pushed her panties aside and plunged two thick digits deep into her dripping pussy in one smooth motion. “Fuck… you’re absolutely soaked,” Alex groaned softly, pumping his fingers slowly but deeply. “This married pussy is clenching so hard around my fingers. You’ve been wet for me since dinner, haven’t you?” Elena’s thick thighs trembled. She bit her lip hard to stay quiet. “Yes… oh god, Alex. Your fingers feel so deep, I’m so wet it’s embarrassing.”

He opened his mouth and put my fingers inside as he start sucking on my fingertips. I moaned quietly as his tongue swirled around my fingers. I felt dizzy as I tried to keep myself steady and focused. I felt more intense feelings as he suckled my fingers. He sucked until my finger was numb. Then he took them out and massaged my clit, rubbing it slowly.

His free hand grabbed my ankle and flung it over a shoulder. "Oh." I sighed, my mouth hanging open. His fingers pumped inside me with a maddening urgency while our eyes locked in a battle of lust. The sloppy sounds of his actions caused me tighten around his fingers and arch my back like a greedy slut. I was moaning so loudly with no restri Had fingering ever felt this good? "You're so fucking tight, princess. Do you feel how your little cunt is strangling me?" He groaned, starting to twist his fingers inside me until my eyes rolled back.

I whined, as he thrust in another finger, moving at a very fast pace as he thrust in and out of my pussy. "Tell me what you imagined," he ordered. His fingers were starting to hit my G-spot and I was already at the edge. "I— I imagined you rubbing my thighs until your found your way between my legs only to realise that I don't have panties on," I said, suddenly feeling embarrassed, as he finger fucked me. "And then what?" He asked. "I imagined you making me cum with your mere fingers," I confessed, and he began to fasten his pace. I closed my eyes from the pleasure and arch my back, granting him more access, as I cum all over his hands.

I clamp down on my fingers, hips bucking wild, hot waves crashing as I gush over my hand. “Dame—fuck—yes!” I cry, voice breaking, riding his imaginary tongue through every spasm, drawing it out long and filthy until I’m trembling, boneless, dripping. I finally still, chest heaving, fingers still buried inside, thighs slick and shaking. Then the haze clears. I just fingered myself senseless to the memory of a dangerous criminal. A man who lied to get me in bed. A man who runs guns, drugs, and God knows what else.

I demanded, my voice breathy, legs parting slightly in the crowd to give him better access. He thrust them in and out slowly at first, then faster, matching the beat, my juices coating his hand as I clenched around him, the pleasure coiling tight in my belly. People bumped into us, laughing and spilling drinks, completely unaware that his hand was buried under my dress, pumping into me while I rode his fingers shamelessly. This is insane, getting fingered by a stranger in the middle of everyone, but it feels so damn good, I don’t want it to stop.

She came closer to his ears and whispered in a low seductive voice “Please.Quench my thirst darling.” She stripped down her bathrobe completely. Now she was stark naked in front of him. “Let’s try something different today.” he says, pulling out handcuffs and a stick from his drawer. “What's that for?” she asked, pointing towards the stick. It didn't look like some naughty sex toy but rather something a cop would use to punish criminals who won't confess their crimes. “It’s all for fun darling .You will soon know its usage.” She got down on all four limbs in doggy style on the bed as he tied her wrist to the end of headboards of bed with handcuffs , spreading her legs apart.

He finally slid his thick, long middle fingers through her wel folds making her arch against him. "You're so wet for me baby" he said as he felt around in her velvety softness with his finger. He pushed his long finger into her tight opening, her walls wrapping around his finger with want. God he missed this. Alexander fingered her, in and out adding another digit into her wetness and occasionally slowing down making move against his thick digits on her own accord.

I shouted while driving. I lost my self, I let him touch me down there. He fucking fingered me! Damn! Until now I can't move on and I feel like his finger is still inside me. My pearl can't get over and until now it still feel Sir's finger. It also wet a bit because everything that happened earlier flashes back to my mind. He was so damn good at finger fucking me. It's just a finger, what more when its it?!