Finger me and put me on your naughty list
By: Quick Dirty.Club
Tags: The Couple, Sex, Erotica, Sexography, Adult

Things to get you on the naughty list

He unsnapped the button closest to my bottom right cheek, slowly exposing my bare skin to the chill of the air. Small pebbled goosebumps formed across my entire buttocks and lower back waiting with anticipation.

Sliding his finger upwards and in one swift movement two, three, four, buttons were undone. The fabric of my butt flapped pajamas folder over, exposing my entire right cheek and rounded skin.

Kneeling down, his own pajamas tugged against his knees and his growing member. He cupped my bare ass in his hands and shifted his hand just under the fabric, not able to get much reach but pushed his hand along my thigh and towards the front of my legs.

Gently he placed kisses against my bare skin and my goosebumps grew, his warm breath tickling me as he moved. Playfully nipping at my meat he pulled away admiring my now spotted red rump.

He pulled again at the fabric and buttons, slowly, exposing the rest of me, leaving just one button unsnapped. Warmth began to take over my entire body, an unusual amount focused around my vagina.

He stood again, grabbing, tugging, kissing, and massaging his way slowly around my bare skin, each curve as if he was really concentrating on a thing of beauty.

His fingers ran down the left side of my bare bottom, and down lower to where his hand and wrist were pushing the fabric open more exposing more of my underside.

As his fingers reached the place they had been searching this whole time the last snap of the button could be heard. And just like that his one fingertip, glided against my fresh pussy lips. As a small moan escaped my lips.

I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet. His other arm now wrapped around my center and his hand laid against the fabric on my breast. He slid his finger around and towards my swollen clitoris. Rubbing clockwise, I began to lean my whole body forward and moved in a small circular pattern to meet his rhythm.

More teasing moans came from deep within me as his fingers pressed harder on my clit, rubbing me into ecstasy. My nipples pressed against the red cloth of my outfit and the friction of all the movement sent me into overdrive.

As he continued to massage my swollen nub, he ran another finger into my wet slit, slowly reaching to touch the entrance to my wet hole. The feelings of his finger entering cautiously were driving me absolutely crazy.

His fingers continued to massage my dripping wet lips and I rode his fingers all the way through to my first orgasm of the night. Throwing my head back, biting at my own lips, releasing a controlled moan so as not to be caught.

As I reached the peak, my throbbing pussy in for the ride, his lips pressed against the back of my neck. His breath warm and comforting. He let off my swollen clit and dove his two fingers deep into my pussy, pushing my entire body forward.

He began to pick up his pace, thrusting his whole hand and body against me. I was almost in a full bending position and I could feel now my whole lower side exposed to the nip of the cold. But I didn’t care, the warmth from my throbbing pussy was all I needed.

Plunging deeper, using his thumb now to work my entire engorged clit and wet lips, I could feel another wave coming over me. I began to bounce my entire body against his rhythm. He would push I would pull, pull and I would push hard against his hand.

The pattern continued and I could feel my pussy begin to contract around his fingers, the wetness of my pussy began dripping down my thighs and I screamed out in pleasure.

“Enough, enough, stop, stop” I exclaimed. My pussy throbbing, his fingers pressed hard against all my swollen bits. He was not stopping. I twisted and contorted my body as I came. My juicy cum running down his fingers and hands, and my thighs.

Slowly letting off, the pressure I felt for minutes slowly faded, my legs now weak. He returned me to my full standing position.

My red ass still exposed to the cold air, my pajamas shifted and me breathless.

“Merry Christmas, baby” he whispered in my ear.