Getting Fingered Stories Novels & Stories

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.

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I gasped as I felt his gloved hand slide between my thighs from behind, roughly cupping my dripping pussy. “Fuck… you’re soaked,” he muttered, almost in disbelief. Two thick fingers slid along my slit before pushing inside me. I moaned loudly, pushing back against his hand as he started fingering me slowly, deliberately. “You like this?” he asked, curling his fingers. “A stranger breaking into your home and fingering your married cunt?” “Yes…” I moaned, rocking my hips. “I like it too much.” He added a third finger, stretching me wider while his thumb found my swollen clit and rubbed it in tight circles. My legs started shaking. I was dripping down his gloved hand, making obscene wet sounds

I take my middle finger and my ring finger, and I slide all my rings except my engagement off, then I slide my fingers inside her, stuffing them in. "You're so tight." I say as I pump my fingers in and out of her. I tell her to flip over and she does, so I reward her with my fingers, pumping them inside her as i kiss her ass. She moans and grabs my wrist as I finger her. "How is ... how are you gonna fit?" she pants, moaning and breaking her arch.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

I place my hand flat on his desk, spreading my fingers and I start playing 'Five Finger Fillet' moving the pointed tip of the knife back and forth between my fingers, trying not to stab them. Which I don't because I'm a pro! I used to play this game with frat boys at parties; some of the boys bet me that if I lost, I would have to sleep with all five of them at once and because I LOVE TO FUCK... I purposefully stabbed my fingers, pouting as they escorted me to the room in front of everyone. I pounced on the biggest mother fucker behind closed doors, ripping off his clothes and climbing his torso, sliding down on his well-endowed cock with my legs clamping around him. By the time I had milked

“I need—please touch me.” “If you want me to touch you, you’re going to have to come on your fingers and feed them to me.” “Oh,” my head falls back in a daze, the mix of his dirty words and longing stare sending me over the edge. My stomach tightens and I move faster, chasing the sweet, satisfying feeling I get every time I sink my fingers deep inside my pussy. “Like this?” I whimper, my walls clenching around my fingers, squeezing them as if they were his cock. “Fuck!” I scream, my head falling back when I finally come. My walls squeeze my fingers, tightly rubbing against them as slick gushes down my hand. “Oh God,” I moan, my hips bucking into another. I want more, but I can’t move, my thi

“Your pussy is pulling my fingers in like it never wants to let them go.” On the giant screen, blood splattered violently across the darkness as another victim met a gruesome end, but none of it mattered to me now. All I could keep my attention on was the relentless rhythm of Lucas’s hand working between my spread thighs. He fucked me harder with his fingers, curling them perfectly against that sensitive spot inside while his thumb rubbed firm, relentless circles over my throbbing clit. The wet, slick sounds of his fingers plunging in and out of my soaked core filled the small space around us.

It matched the rhythm of his fingers as he started pumping them in and out. “ So fucking tight,” he growled, biting my lower lip. “This pussy is gripping my fingers like it was made for me.” I moaned and started riding his hand, rolling my hips to take his fingers deeper. The wet sounds of him fingering me filled the small space. He added a third finger, stretching me more, and I whimpered at the burn that quickly turned into pure heat. His thumb found my clit and rubbed tight, fast circles. My hands clutched his shoulders, nails digging into his suit jacket. I leaned back a little, looking down at where his hand disappeared under my dress. The sight made me even wetter. His grey eyes were l