Slipping Through My Fingers Novels & Stories

I felt hіѕ hаnd slip bеlоw thе ѕhееt, іt lightly ѕwерt down mу bоdу, then ѕtорреd to ѕtrоkе me іn thаt ѕресіаl рlасе. I mоаnеd ѕоftlу wіth each mоvеmеnt hе made, hіѕ fingers began tо totally undо mе. Mу eyes rolled bасk thе mоmеnt thеу ѕlірреd inside.

Eating me out like I'm the best he's eaten. I moan loudly as I slide in two fingers. God I'm so wet and so close. I twist my nipple, eyes still close as I thrust my fingers in and out of me. I moan, increasing the pace of my fingers, as I twist my nipple faster and harder. I'm almost over the edge, already so close and then my doorbell rings.

"Come on my fingers" With that he roughly started pushing in and out, his fingers hitting the spot and I threw my head back. My thighs trembled and I felt shivers running through my body as waves and waves of pleasure washed over me. I gasped, trying to breathe after letting go on his hand. "Fuck"

Don't look down. I hovered, trying to reach the phone, the tip of my middle finger barely brushing against the edge of it. Sucking in a deep breath of courage, I dangled a tad more, and my finger moved the phone bit by bit to bring it closer. Putting in some extra effort, I grabbed the phone and squealed in victory. The joyous sound turned into a fearful yelp as my hand clutching the rails started slipping from sweat. I felt a whoosh of air around me as my fingers lost the metal contact, and a tremor ran through my heart, my eyes shutting tight.

The slurp sound of my fingers gliding against my soaked pussy lips. I bit my lips hard. Lord help me. I tried to resist my own hands but it betrayed me. Two fingers. I stuck them out. And put them at my entrance. I moaned At my own wetness. My slick was already dripping down my pussy, trailing down to my ass. And when I put my fingers, it started dripping down from it. I moaned. Pushed those filthy fingers inside it. Oh fuck. I pushed further. Slurpy. I pushed it deeper.

he moves along my throat, and his hand never stops moving. As one finger slides inside me, my body reacts instantly, my hips jerk up, and my breath catches. I cling to him and my fingers twist into the fabric of his shirt as my mouth parts on a broken sound I can’t contain. No matter how hard I try, there's no containing it.

Giving into the need eating at my core, I slowly began to rub my lips through the layer of soapy bubbles. "Oh yes, yes!" I mumbled breathlessly while I slid a finger across my slit, feeling my lips easily part for me. Sliding my slender painted fingers along my smooth and wet lips, I opened my legs even further, propping the one up on the side of the shower to make it easy to enter myself with my middle finger.

I gasped, my voice trembling with desperation. With each thrust of his finger, I could feel my control slipping, the tension coiling inside me ready to snap. But I held on, waiting for him, wanting him to give me permission, to push me over the edge. Just as I was about to unravel, his fingers slipped out of me, leaving me teetering on the edge. A frustrated cry escaped my lips, my body aching for release.

I need it so bad I can’t even get a full breath of air. I reach down and push my skirt higher, my hands fumbling with the leather. My fingers are trembling as I slide my panties to the side. My skin feels so sensitive that even the light touch makes me jump. The second my fingers touch my center, I let out a long, broken moan that turns into a sob. I’m a mess. I’m so wet that my fingers slide easily over my swollen, aching lips.

I said more to myself than anything. I wasn’t falling again, not tonight. I continued step by step until finally my fingers brushed against a corner. I turned my head slightly to see it was another window. Hope flickered in my chest. “Please,” I whispered softly. I adjusted my stance, shifting my weight carefully as one hand moved to test it. The frame creaked slightly as I pushed. My breath caught but it didn’t open fully. “Come on…” I pushed harder and the window gave slightly more this time. I slid my fingers into the gap, pulling gently, easing it open further until there was space to enter.