She spread her legs wider on the edge of the bed, skirt hiked up, panties already yanked to the side. "Don't tease me tonight," she said, voice low and rough. "Just get your fingers in there and fuck me with them."
He dropped to his knees between her thighs without another word. Two fingers dragged through her slit, parting the slick folds. She was dripping already, hot and swollen, and he pushed both fingers straight inside her in one smooth thrust. Her cunt clenched hard around them, sucking them deeper.
"Fuck, yes," she hissed. He curled his fingers up, finding that spongy spot on her front wall and rubbing it in firm circles. Wet sounds filled the room every time he pumped his hand. Her juices ran down his knuckles and onto the sheets.
He added a third finger, stretching her open. She moaned loud and filthy, hips rocking to meet every thrust. "Harder. Finger-fuck that pussy like you mean it." He did, driving in deep and fast, the heel of his palm slapping against her clit with every stroke. Her thighs started to shake.
"Look at this greedy cunt," he growled, pulling his fingers out just long enough to spread her open and watch her hole flutter. Then he slammed back in, twisting his wrist, scissoring inside her. She was soaked, cream coating his hand, dripping onto the floor. He pressed his thumb to her clit and rubbed tight circles while his fingers kept pounding her.
She came hard, cunt pulsing and gushing around his fingers, a hot rush of liquid soaking his wrist. He didn't stop. He kept finger-fucking her through it, rough and relentless, until she was shaking and cursing, another orgasm building fast on the heels of the first.
"More," she begged, voice wrecked. "Give me four."
He worked a fourth finger in, stretching her wide. Her cunt took it, gripping him tight. He fucked her with the thick bundle of fingers, slow and deep at first, then faster, until the wet squelching sounds were obscene. She reached down, grabbed his wrist, and fucked herself on his hand, riding it hard.
When she came again she squirted, a messy spray that soaked his arm and the bed. He kept his fingers buried deep, feeling every spasm, then slowly pulled them out and shoved them into her mouth so she could taste herself.
She sucked them clean, eyes glassy. "Again," she said, spreading her legs wider. "Don't stop until I'm ruined."
He grinned and sank his fingers back into her dripping cunt, ready to give her exactly what she asked for.
