Getting Fingered Stories Novels & Stories

that was my favorite thong, but all I can focus on is the way his calloused fingertips drag through my folds, spreading my own wetness up to my asshole before circling back to my entrance. “You’re gonna walk with my fingers inside you,” he orders, pressing two thick digits into me without warning. I choke on a moan, my nails digging into his shoulders as he curls them, finding that spot that makes my knees weak. “And if you clamp down on me, I’ll add a third. Understand?” I nod, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he starts to move, his fingers pistoning in and out of me with slow, deliberate strokes. The hallway stretches forever, every step a battle between staying upright and meltin

He punctuated his words by thrusting two of his fingers deep inside me in one go. I felt my slippery walls gripping his fingers, trying to suck them in as I pushed back, taking more. He placed his palm on the small of my back to hold me in place as he started to move his fingers, fûcking me with them. “You really weren’t lying, huh? When you said you wanted to be fûcked, look at you taking my fingers so far inside your pûssy.” I could feel myself dripping around his fingers and not just that but I could also hear the embarrassing sound his fingers made as he thrust them back and forth. “Can you take three? Let’s see.” “Oh... My. God.” I groaned as he circled his third fingers around my entra

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

My juices squirted around his fingers, soaking his hand and the fresh sheets. “Oh my God… your fingers feel so good… I just love how your fingers are destroying my pussy for me… I love this fingering than anything else… go deeper with your fingers and don’t even pause… fuck me harder with those thick fingers… harder… please!” I begged, while I was still squeezing my own breasts so tightly that my knuckles turned white. My hands continued roaming wildly over my body, it was pinching, slapping, caressing, as if I couldn’t control myself anymore. “I can’t live without this… I love sex and I love fingering… I love everything that feels good inside my pussy… I can’t survive without getting fucked

He grinned, wiggling his fingers mysteriously. “It’s called ‘Story Fingers.’ You take turns telling a story, but here’s the catch—you can only speak one sentence at a time, and you have to include a finger count with each sentence. For example, I start with ‘One fox ran across the river,’ and then you continue with two of something happening, and so on. It gets tricky, and hilarious, especially after a few rounds.” Jaiyana laughed, already intrigued. “Sounds… complicated. But fun. Okay, I’m in.”

Reiner said calmly before he thrusted two of his thick and longer fingers sharply into my sopping wet hole. “Ahh! Ahhhh! Ahhhh!” I screamed in succession as his fingers began pumping in and out of my hole. My body reeled from the impact of his sudden entry and then the force of his fingers moving fast and hard in and out of my pussy hole. His fingers stretched and filled my love hole from various angles as he rammed his finger in and out of me. Loud squelching sounds erupted from my pussy as his fingers dived in and out of my wetness. My pussy was making such loud noises that I started to feel embarrassed at the lewd sounds echoing in the office along with my wild moans and panting.

he whispered with his eyes focused on my fingers. I gasp when my ring finger disappeared into the depth of his mouth. The warm wetness of his mouth enveloped my finger as he began sucking on it softly. I felt goosebumps form on my skin, and it felt like I was about to moan all the time as his lips and tongue continued paying attention to my finger. My body suddenly felt extremely sensitive, and a soft whimper escaped my lips. He let go out of ring finger just to engulf my other finger into his mouth.

He met my gaze with his own and said, “You have taken my côck, little devil, which is thicker and wider than my three fingers. You can take them.” And then slowly, he stuffed his thick fingers inside me. He made me take them just as he had said. I clutched the sheet in my fingers as my stomach tightened and my pûssy stretched around his fingers. I whimpered and moaned aloud, I could feel my muscles trembling and stretching as he started to slowly fûck me with his thick fingers. “Open your eyes and look down at what I’m doing to you, little devil. To your pûssy that belongs to me. To your wet and dripping pûssy. Watch how it’s coating my fingers in its juices.”

'Make me confess with your hand inside me. He chuckled darkly, two fingers plunging in without preamble, thick and insistent, stretching my walls. I cried out, gripping the desk's edges as he pumped them deep, curling to stroke that sensitive spot inside. His thumb circled my clit, rough and unyielding, while his other hand slapped my breast, the fleshy mound jiggling from the impact. 'Pray, Maureen. Tell God how much you love being finger-fucked by your priest.'

'' Your fingers are forcing my p***y open '', When l felt him thrust his fourth finger inside my p***y , l screamed out loudly in both pain and pleasure. There was a way his fingers were moving inside my p***y. Their actions seemed to be milking orgasms from my overactive p***y. '' F**k l can't control myself anymore '', Just as he was finger f******g me l heard him groan out and with a few minutes , l felt something else replace his fingers. '' Ahhhh.....my goodness......you really big '', l honestly couldn't bear up with the size of his d**k as soon as l felt him thrust himself in to my slick wet p***y. He was damn big that l felt pain like fire at the entrance of my p***y.