God And Man Touching Fingers Novels & Stories

A sigh of disappointment passed my lips. "You are not allowed to touch yourself," his fingers again started moving. "that's mine and the only person who could touch it," his fingers pushed aside the panty and came in direct contact. "is me?" I moaned loudly. He moved his fingers along my clitoral area, my eyes rolled up, and a loud moan escaped my mouth as my hands rested on his shoulders. I started moving my hip on his static finger without caring what he must be thinking about me, and I was about to release myself when he pulled away his finger once again.

All I know is that his touch is too pleasurable to let fall on someone else. He picks up the pace and rubs me up and down, making me writhe beside him breathlessly. The pleasure becomes too intense and in no time, I come down on his hand, breathing heavily. I still cannot believe he made me come just by using his fingers out of my hole. He did not finger me at all. I regain my breath while he pulls his hand back. I lazily open my eyes and see that he is licking his fingers. Oh, my goddess! I cannot believe that!

His fingers grabbed hold of my underwear and he tugged hard, I felt as the material gave way exposing me to the cool air. A moan left my lips as my body reacted to the change in temperature and my head buried deeper into his neck turning so that my lips rested against it. His fingers slowly trailed along my wet folds and my back arched further into his touch. “Your so fucking wet for me Jess my Goddess” Zeus growled in her ear and she felt like she could come. But who was he calling a Goddess he was the one who looked like a God. Her hazy mind couldn’t bother telling him he was wrong as one of his long fingers entered her pussy. I wanted to scream out at how good it felt from just his two fi

The restaurant name is “Fingers”, which is a pretty weird name but you know, people like weird things. As I walk towards it, I do a quick g****e search and I find out that the restaurant is actually a five star restaurant. The reviews are all singing praises and it is known as one of the best places to dine in the whole state. When I lift my head from my phone, I mistakenly hit someone by the shoulder and the man turns towards me angrily. “Watch where you going.” He says and doesn’t even wait for me to apologize, he just simply continues his strides.

I am trying to wipe it off when I feel a pair of rough hands on my face. “Here, let me help you,” Ethan says, wiping the flour away from my eyes, but I stop him. “No, it’s fine, and you are not supposed to touch a lady’s face,” I say, gently removing his hands from my face. They felt warm on my face and palms. “Why,” Ethan says and puts his hands back on my face, and I feel the warmth of his hands once again before I remove them. “It is sinful for a man to touch a lady in Islam,” I say feeling something I could never think I could feel. I actually miss the warmth of Ethan’s hands on my face. What is happening to me?

“Doing what?” “Pretending you don’t notice.” “Notice what?” I tilted my head toward our hands. “That.” His gaze dropped. Our fingers were barely touching, but the contact felt louder than any alarm that had gone off tonight. For a moment he didn’t move. Then his hand slowly turned, palm up. An invitation. I hesitated only a second before letting my fingers rest against his. The warmth of his hand closed around mine gently. The simple contact sent a ripple of heat up my arm.

I grab the bedsheet as it's so tough to take it. For a moment later, his left hand's thumb and middle fingers are opening my V-lips and rubbing swiftly my clit with his index finger. Along with that, his right hand's middle finger takes another companion as it's breaking my walls. I don't know if another finger is the index or ring finger. He is keeping my legs spread by using his leg and elbow. He is keeping thrusting and it's high pace now to have any other feelings on the planet. Only his love and his touch matter to me now. His fingers are showing magic over my pussy and with closed eyes I am bewitched by his finger magic.

Now that the void was broken, the 100 punches from Caspian burst out at the same time. "Now that I've mastered this ability, I'll have more tricks up my sleeve in the future." Caspian pondered for a moment and suddenly said to another stone man, "The God of Thunder!" The lightning hit the stone man's head and then disappeared. The stone man was intact. Caspian raised his finger again and waved it violently. "The Godly Finger of Cruor!" A streak of bloody light, like a sharp blade radiance, immediately hacked over. However, the instant it made contact with the stone man's head, it also disappeared.

Interpreting a touch as a form of worship. It was obvious how the brush of the back of Abihirt's hand left a hot, craving sensation. She could also feel the man beginning to press against her body. Wishing Barbara's husband didn't do too much harm. Moreau had to tell Abihirt to stop. Suddenly, there was an immediate gasp when the man's fingers slipped beneath the soft silk underwear and added an unexpected sensation between the moist... slowly... wet slit there.

He started moving his finger gently while Nandini was continuously moaning his name. After a while, Manik removed his index finger and entered his 2 fingers together making her flinch in pain but soon his finger movements calmed her and she was rubbing herself too with him. They stayed in the same position for a while before Manik entered his other finger inside her. It went inside smoothly due to the soap water and both were in the world of pleasure. They had forgotten the world in each other. Soon they both discharged in water together which calmed both their hormones.