Getting Fingered Stories Novels & Stories

Without any teasing, he shoved three thick fingers straight into my soaking wet pussy. “Oh my god!” I cried out. The stretch was intense, his fingers much thicker than mine. He curled them immediately, rubbing against my g-spot with expert precision while his palm ground against my swollen clit. The wet squelching sounds were obscene as he finger-fucked me hard and fast, juices spraying out around his digits with every thrust.

She grabbed my wrist, yanked my fingers out of my pussy, and replaced them with her own — three thick fingers slamming deep inside me instantly. “Ahhh! Fuck, Yvonne!” I screamed, my back arching hard. She finger-fucked me brutally, curling her fingers against my G-spot while her thumb attacked my swollen clit. “So fucking tight and wet. You’ve been craving Mum’s best friend’s fingers in this young hole, haven’t you?” “Yes! Yes, Yvonne! I touch myself thinking about you every night!” I cried, grinding on her hand like a bitch in heat. Marcus stroked faster. “Look at her take those fingers. Little slut came here to get her cunt wrecked by my wife.”

“Liar. You’re soaked.” “Oh fuck,” I gasped as he sank those fingers deep inside me right there against the wall. He pumped them slowly at first, curling them perfectly while his thumb circled my clit. “You like being fingered by a masked stranger at my own ball?” he growled, adding a third finger and stretching me. “Such a filthy little event planner.” I moaned loudly, gripping his shoulders as he fucked me harder with his fingers. The wet sounds echoed in the private room. My hips rocked shamelessly against his hand.

We stared into each other's eyes as his fingers trailed along my neck while Mom ran her fingers over my back. Sam had two fingers in her wet pussy now. I had three in mine. Her nipples were so long and hard. I flinched when my finger grazed my clit. I was ready to cum. Sam looked at me, "Enjoying my story?" "Very," I replied in a throaty whisper.

I whined as I f*cked myself onto his fingers, being desperate for a real org*sm for months “C*m for me Angel, c*m on my fingers.” He encourages as he quickened his pace and f*ngered me harder “F-f*ck!” I m*ned loudly as I c*me around his fingers, and sq*rting all over the couch and got some on his thighs “S-Sorry… it’s just been a while…” I blushed as I panted softly, eyes widening as I watch him lick his fingers. Max rarely ate me out and he hates it when I c*m in his mouth or his face…

I could feel his finger circling my puckered asshole, a new sensation that made me gasp. "Relax for me, baby," he murmured, his voice muffled against my thigh. "Let me in." I took a deep breath and tried to relax, trusting him completely. Slowly, he pushed his index finger inside, breaching the tight ring of muscle. The sensation was foreign, but so good. I whimpered, my hands flying up to cover my mouth to stop myself from screaming. He began to finger my ass, shallow thrusts that made me see stars. I couldn't believe how much I was enjoying this, how good it felt to be touched in such an intimate way. He pushed his thumb into my dripping pussy, fingering both holes at the same time.

I coaxed with a sugary tongue, easing another finger into her entrance. Fuck she was still so tight even with such a soaked cunt. Her walls strained to take a third finger, but I didn’t care if it hurt her – I needed to destroy her until her body only recognized me. Squeezing my fingers into her tiny hole, fire licking it’s way down my spine while my cock turned to fucking stone. I needed more; I wanted more. “You’re such a good girl, Ma Cherie.” I praised, wedging in a fourth finger. “Taking all these fingers, does it hurt?”

A ѕlоw rеtrеаt of hіѕ fingers was fоllоwеd by аnоthеr рuѕh in tіll his thumb ѕtорреd it аgаіn; then аgаіn аѕ hе began a ѕlоw, аnd rhуthmіс, fuсkіng of mу asshole with hіѕ hаnd. I соuldn't gеt enough оf thе picture оf him ѕlіdіng hіѕ hаnd in аnd оut оf mе аnd wаtсhеd іntеntlу еасh tіmе mу hole еxраndеd around his hаnd, but I dіd fаіl to notice thаt on аbоut the tеnth stroke inward his thumb wаѕ nо lоngеr еxtеndеd but folded іntо hіѕ palm. As hе rеасhеd the point whеrе hе hаd bееn ѕtорріng, hе gаvе an a little harder рuѕh and I watched, аnd felt, hіѕ entire hаnd ѕlір іnѕіdе mу аѕѕ!

She cried out his name when he suddenly inserted two of his long fingers inside her pussy. He pushed his finger, in and out against her tight entrance, earning a cry of pleasure from her. His cock was throbbing painfully in his boxer shorts, yet he is very determined to make her cum through his mouth and fingers before he would finally take her. He could feel her clenching around his fingers as he fingered her fast, rough, and deep. Her breasts bounced up and down at every forceful thrust he fucked her through his fingers. After a few minutes, she cummed around his fingers and mouth. Xavier didn't waste any drop of her sweetness. He licked her clean. When he was done cleaning her, he put his

He joined his thumb in the licking competition. Done wetting those set of fingers, he claimed my lips as he let his hand go down on me again. This time, his thumb pressed firm on my clit and his two other fingers rubbed against the folds of my pussy...not slipping inside at all. The pressure of his fingers...the three of them combined was so great and hot, that I couldn't hold it in anymore. "Yes, Pumpkin...pour yourself on my fingers." He rumbled against my ear, as he increased the speed of his fingers, his thumb so fucking firmly pressed on my clit.