KOTW: Fingering

This is my fourth post for Smutathon 2017! It’s also my slightly rushed response to this week’s Kink of the Week prompt…

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You want to know the best thing about fingering? From a guy’s perspective, I mean. The best thing about fingering – and there’s a pretty long list of contenders – is that you can do it ANYWHERE. Anywhere. Here are some of the places I’ve fingered Liv recently:

  • A crowded Soho bar on a Saturday night, while she chatted casually to a couple of her friends
  • Our car, while she was driving
  • Our car, while I was driving
  • The Eurostar, gently, as she drifted in and out of sleep, making those fucking incredible mm-ing noises as I touched her
  • Mid-flight, under a blanket – much better than trying to fuck in a cramped aeroplane toilet
  • The cinema. Which film? ALL the films!
  • The Northern Line
  • The Metropolitan Line
  • This could go on for a while…

It’s just such a wonderfully flexible sex act. Discreet. Portable. Assuming your partner isn’t wearing super-tight trousers or unfathomably complicated underwear, there aren’t many situations or locations in which you can’t, at some point, slip your fingers inside her.

In that sense, it’s far superior to PIV sex, and it also comfortably surpasses anything she can do to my genitals. A hard cock is difficult to hide, after all, and requires a certain amount of room in which to be manoeuvred. With her cunt though, I can have two fingers buried deep inside, with no-one any the wiser.

Well.

Hm.

That’s the other good bit. Hiding it does require at least some discipline on her part – and Liv, for all her many superb qualities, does not have a good poker face. Or any poker face, really. Her emotions are frequently writ large across her features, especially when they’re happy or joyful. Teasing the pad of my thumb over her clit, or roughly pumping a couple of fingers in and out as she tries to retain her composure in a public place is one of my absolute favourite things to do – in large part because she’s so bad at it. It’s not a D/S thing, not really, but at the same time I guess it is. My largely dormant inner sadist, maybe.

I like it when she fails.

No, fuck that. I LOVE it when she fails.

Liv coming all over my fingers is almost better than Liv coming all over my cock, and that’s saying something. Her body shakes and her fingers ball into a fist, again and again. Her mouth opens but no sound comes out until those final, wrenching oh-oh-ohs. I drink them in as I feel her gush, and every time it happens, I want to go back to the beginning and start all over again.

Sometimes that’s exactly what I do.

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3 Responses to KOTW: Fingering

  1. Elliott says:

    I love this post! What fun it would be to sit observing, waiting and seeing the looks she gets on her face. Oh… ” Which film? ALL the films!”… you slay me.

  2. Molly says:

    Your are absolutely right about the versatility of fingering and that you can indulge in it in all sorts of spaces. We have, like you, pushed the boundaries of that game too

    Mollyx

  3. Bee says:

    Exactly this, fingering can be done anywhere and it’s waaaay better than PIV sex!

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