Mystery Of Love Mr Fingers นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My back arched, and I clung to his shoulders. "You like being fingered by your best friend’s dad?" he growled into my ear, fucking me with his hand. "Yes… please don’t stop." His fingers went harder, faster, wet sounds filling the room as I moaned shamelessly. My legs trembled. My head dropped back. "You're gonna come all over my hand, you filthy little thing." I shattered with a cry, clenching around his fingers as he watched me, eyes dark with lust. I was still panting when he pulled his fingers out of me—wet, glistening, coated in my mess. He held them up to my lips.

I watched as he thrust his fingers in and out, my skin stretching tight to fit the thick fingers opening me so wide it hurt and felt good at the same time. Fuck! The sight of him opening me up like that was stripping away the last of my composure. I was losing it completely. “I know you love how I touch you, you love how I fuck you with my fingers,” he murmured. “You love how these fingers move inside you… and you’ll love it even more when I give you all of me. Mmmmm…You'll love it when I fuck your juicy pussy with my dick.” He leaned closer, his voice dropping lower.

His eyes held mine, demanding an unbroken connection as he continued, "Keep your focus on me as I fuck you with my fingers." His words sent a shiver through me, a mix of anticipation and trepidation. It seemed nearly implausible, as I was already stretched by the presence of his two robust fingers. I yearned to ask him a question, to inquire about the feasibility of this endeavor, but time slipped away as his intention came to fruition. Another digit was introduced within me, accompanied by a momentary pang of discomfort. However, he skillfully manipulated his fingers, orchestrating a dance that transformed the initial discomfort into a crescendo of pleasure.

He said and finally plunged several fingers past my swollen fold. "Yes. Yes." I tossed my head my head back and forth as he drove his long deep digits inside, flexing and curling his fingers until I was crazed with sensations, the hot heat searing every nerve ending. I began the beast in human form, riding his fingers as he drove into my tight channel, my muscles clamping down. "So tight. I think you hunger for my cock." "Yes. please." I shamelessly agreed. He breathed out and continued thrusting his fingers in a crazed manner, plunging harder and faster. "Come. Come for me, my love. Come on my fingers."

I end up cumming all over my fingers. I close my eyes in pure pleasure. A pleasure I've never felt before. I just came by his voice, and he doesn't even know it. He was the one who guided me through it and he doesn't know. I just came into the restroom and came on my fingers, and he doesn't even know where I am. "I have to go, baby, I'll see you next week." I hear Mr. Thorne say and I snap out of whatever high I was in.

"Ask me for it." "Can I," so fucking breathless, "come?" "Do you want to come with my cock or my fingers?" Shit, why does he have to make me choose. I've always loved his meaty cock but I'm so close with his fingers right now. "Tell me, Sweetheart,” he slows down with his fingers and that's when I shake my head, protesting, "Don't stop. Please don't stop." "Then tell me." "Your fingers. I wanna come with your fingers."

Chuckling he took my fingers in his hand and started to move it against the cards randomly, closing his eyes and chanting something between his lips. "Seriously, I will pick one, please not this bullcrap," I pull my fingers away and randomly pick a card and place it in his hands. "Ha!" I shrieked when his voice beamed around us. Lowering the card away from his face he turned the card towards. I narrowed my eyes on the card. "Beast, " His voice bellowed behind him as I was met with a black coloured card, a serene moon shining down the lake and a majestic wolf standing by the lake looking upon the moon.

I went ahead to kiss her forehead and wished her a good night rest before getting back into my car. When I got home,I couldn't cook any meal cos I was so famished and can't bring myself to cooking dinner. I ordered for pizza and ate it with beer. I had a shower later then watched news for a while before going to bed. I couldn't sleep and was imagining what it was gonna be like to have Linda on my bed cuddling. With that,I stood up and took my coat ;the one I wore to work today, wrapped it after inhaling her scent, placed it beside me on the bed and cuddled it as if it were Linda. Before I knew it,I was already dozing off."Strange things love can do to a man"I thought sleeping.

I fucked her with my fingers, hitting that spot I know she loves as my tongue played with her clit and she rubbed herself on my face. “Yesss.” She moaned. Her moan jolted down to my cock and I thrust a third finger inside her pussy, taking my time to watch how it disappears inside her hot cunt. “I love how your greedy pussy is sucking my fingers home.” I sucked on her clit harder with each thrust. Her arousal glistened on my fingers. “You love that, don't you?” “Yes.” She cried out again, her hands burying in my hair. “I fucking love your fingers inside me.”

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