The Scissoring Novels & Stories

Luna cried and struggled in my tight hold to grab the scissor away from my hand, but the sharp edge of the scissor cut her palm due to her struggling, making her flinch, "Ahh!" While I collected the scissor and threw it away to the floor and strongly gripped her closer.

Fingers skimmed along curves and collarbones, and our lips met in a lazy, wet kiss that quickly grew heated. God, she really was an incredible kisser. As our tongues tangled, I felt that magnetic pull between our thighs again, a growing hunger that wouldn’t be satisfied by just touching or kissing. I broke the kiss to whisper against her lips, “Have you ever tried tribbing before?” She blinked, eyes widening slightly. “You mean like… scissoring?” I nodded, brushing a lock of hair from her face. “Yeah. It’s not just for p**n, babe. Done right, it’s fucking amazing.”

"I'm going to enjoy devouring this pretty little pussy." Before I could protest further, I held my breath as he got the scissor again on my skin ,my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest. The tip made the way down over my stomach. The scissors paused at the junction of my thighs, the tip pressing lightly against my most intimate area. I couldn't stop myself from letting out a whimper of fear.

I stopped licking her out and licked only the full outer length of her sex while adding another finger to her rear, moving my fingers in a scissor-like motion to loosen the muscles up more. I moved my other hand down again and penetrated her pussy with three fingers, feeling my other hand’s fingers in her ass through the thin wall of skin and started moving my hands together rhythmically, so that Scarlett could feel every movement I made and every time my fingers touched through that thin separating layer of skin.

Shaking, shuddering, and craving more I watched with eager anticipation as he pulled a pair of scissors from his back pocket, the silver blades winking with cruel intentions. My body went completely stiff when he reached for the hem of my nightgown

Jane succeeded in using a pair of toy scissors to scare the crap out of Lily. However, Lily was a sly old fox. She was too cunning. After she frantically ran out of the ward, she felt that something was off. How could there be a pair of shiny scissors in the ward, let alone that that was a maternity ward? Also, that pair of scissors was so shiny that it seemed a little fake. Could it be that that was fake scissors?

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He used his one hand to keep me still from moving and gripped the scissors with the other hand. Simultaneously, he started slicing the lavish wedding gown from its hem to top with swift movement; the fabric yielded to the blades, producing a sharp tearing noise. I screamed in horror as the ear-piercing snip of the scissors made me startled, and I saw my once unblemished regal gown being torn into two whole pieces, which left my body only with a bralette and undergarment on.

He shoved two fingers inside her, she winced and attempted to pull him out by holding his wrist. "It hurts," She gasped as he scissors her. “I’ve never done this before so please be gentle," Flustered, she didn't meet his gaze and averted her eyes to the sheets to distract herself.

My smile widened, I walked to her back after I gave her a firm slap across her face and she let out a wince. I used the scissors, using it to slap her pussy as I rubbed the sharp blades against her pussy lips and she let out a loud cry. “ Open up to be scissored!”