Fisting: Ginger Fucks Best Friend and Gets Fingered

By Kira Kison

Ginger arrived at college with a fresh face, perky tits, and a positive attitude. She was coming from rural Pennsylvania where there were more cows than people. Fisting definitely wasn’t a thing back there.

Arriving in New York City to attend Pace was the first real adventure she’d ever embarked on.

She arrived at the dorms looking timid but excited, with her flushed cheeks. She entered her new room with just a few suitcases full of her possessions. 

Flopped across the other bed was a sultry looking brunette with the longest legs she’d ever seen and the most kissable lips.

The girl sauntered over to Ginger to give her a big hug, “Hey roomie, I’m Cat. Welcome to NYC! I can’t wait to take you out for a night in the big city.” 

She pressed her huge tits into Ginger’s chest and whispered in her ear, “I hope you’re up for anything.” 

Shivers shot up and down Ginger’s spine as she felt her panties moisten.

Later that evening, Ginger and Cat went out for a night out in NYC. They started with drinks and karaoke and ended the evening tangled in the bed spooning each other to sleep. 

After that night, they become inseparable best friends. 

Ginger and Cat had this sort of electric energy that zipped between them. They’d often go out, flirt with guys who bought them drinks, but end up cuddling each other and playing with each other’s hair in bed together. 

Nothing sexual ever happened, but it seemed, as time went on, the more likely the possibility became.

Ginger and Cat finally get physical

One summer evening – Junior year – they went out for a night of drinks and dancing. Some annoying guys were suddenly bothering them, trying to ply them full of drinks to bring them home. 

Without skipping a beat, Cat grabbed Ginger and placed her warm pouty lips on top of hers. Her wet and warm tongue danced with Ginger’s for the first time.

Ginger felt a spark between the two of them she couldn’t explain. She’d never fucked a woman before, but there was something about Cat that wet her panties. 

When they got home that night, Cat slipped into her own bed and passed out, leaving Ginger to wonder if she imagined the kiss.

Months went by, boyfriends and lovers came and went, Ginger and Cat didn’t even cuddle anymore in the evenings. 

Ginger just couldn’t get that electric kiss out of her mind. Now, whenever Cat got dressed, Ginger couldn’t help but steal a glimpse. The curve of Cat’s back and the roundness of her ass made Ginger’s pussy tingle and heart flutter.

One night, as Ginger was drifting off to sleep she heard Cat stirring. Before she knew it Cat was slipping into her bed and spooning her from behind. 

All of a sudden she felt Cat’s warm breath in her ear and the tingles shot down to her groin as Cat whispered, “Is this okay?”

Cat fingers, fists, and licks Ginger’s pussy 

Within minutes, Ginger had turned around and started kissing Cat passionately. It was the moment she’d waited years for and she wasn’t going to mess this one up. 

She took Cat’s hand and guided it down to her wet pussy as she slipped one finger inside.

Cat began fingering Ginger; gently at first, while her other finger rubbed her moist clit. Her other hand started rubbing and pinching Ginger’s left, hard nipple. 

Ginger was already in a state of pure ecstasy, moaning loudly and bucking her hips in pleasure. Cat started licking Ginger’s ear and hooking her finger up to press against Ginger’s G-spot.

As Cat fingered Ginger’s G-spot, she started to explore Ginger’s perfect tight body with her mouth. Cat started at Ginger’s neck, working her way slowly down to her hard perky nipples and finally down to her clit. 

She sucked and licked Ginger’s clit gently at first. As it became swollen and engorged, she began to suck harder.

Cat was an incredible multitasker. Although she’d never been with a woman, she had seen enough porn to know what to do. 

She started inserting more fingers into Ginger while continuing to stimulate her clit with her mouth and nipple with her other hand. Ginger was becoming more and more turned on as her wet cunt opened up wider and wider for Cat’s touch.

Cat had three fingers in and felt a moment when Ginger became unaware of how many fingers were inside. H pussy was warm, open, and inviting for more. 

Cat knew this was the moment she had been dreaming about. She was going to try fisting for the first time. She slowly inserted all five fingers until her whole hand was inside of Ginger.

Fisting Ginger until she squirts

Ginger was on another planet now. She had transcended her body and was living in a place of pure, orgasmic pleasure. 

As Ginger twitched in ecstasy, Cat continued to twist and turn her whole hand inside of Ginger, hitting her G spot and every inch inside of her. 

Ginger was screaming now with pleasure as Cat increased her pace.

Cat started sucking on Ginger’s nipples as she continued to turn and move her whole hand inside of Ginger, fisting her gently and hitting all the right spots. 

They looked each other in the eyes for a moment and both knew what was coming. 

Ginger let out the loudest orgasmic gasp followed by a whole body shudder and an unexpected huge squirt all over Cat’s bewildered face.

They both lay there, looking at each other with shock and excitement. They were both covered in Ginger’s fluids and Cat started licking them off of her face. 

“You taste like candy, let’s fuck every night,” she said as she stared mischeviously into Ginger’s green eyes.

Ginger had plenty of sexual experience with men but none held a candle to what she had just experienced. With men, she always felt she was in some silly performance where she had to put their pleasure first. 

Her best friend Cat had just given her more pleasure and connection with one fisting than any man had done with his cock and whole body. 

They fucked every night through the rest of college and pleasured each other in ways no man would ever dare.