Fucked and Fisted on the Pooltable

I went one night to a fetish bar by myself as I was feeling very frisky. Being continuously caged for extended periods makes my hole ever so hungry, and I was ravenous for some hardcore action.

After cleaning myself out well, i threw on a black Nasty Pig jockstrap with red piping, my leather harness, tube socks that say “bottom” on them. Over that I wore short shorts and a tank top that left nothing to the imagination. Definitely letting the men know I was there to serve and I was ready for it. I had a new bottle of Iron Fist poppers I’d purchased recently, so I was ready for anything!

So off I went to the fetish bar and bought myself a beer. It was literally within minutes that I was already on my knees sucking on a nice dick outside and being fed my first of several loads that night.

On the prowl again I made my way inside to the pool table area and a hood looking Hispanic man hit me up. After a few minutes of polite small talk, he realized I was there to play, and before I know it I’m asking him to fuck me over the pool table. As any good bottom would do, I sucked him until he was nice and hard then he spit into my hole and I was bent over the pool table taking his dick up my hole and inhaling poppers. His dock was huge, probably 9”, and it really pounded into me hard and we put on quite a show. He emptied his seed inside me and another dick replaced his.

A new dick now fucking my hole, and one now down my throat, I was the center of attention, my eyes saw several guys watching and stroking. I’d lost track of time, taking several more loads in both holes.

j decided it was time to take a break. I stood up, pulled up my shorts and left my dignity at the door. I went outside for some air and to finish my now warmish beer. A tall White man, older, smoking a cigar, wearing a leather jacket, approached me.

“Quite a show you put on in there. That was hot to watch. How’s your hole?”

“Thank you, Sir”, I replied. “It’s still fucking hungry for more”, I added with a flirty smirk, 

He placed his hand over my ass and then said, “I’d love to see that hole stretch over my fist if you’re into it.”

“Hell yeah”, I said, “and my hole is full of cum, my favorite lube!”

He snuffed out his cigarette and then we made out. He was an amazing kisser, and I loved the way his handlebar mustache felt on my face. He pulled a small tub of Elbow Grease out of his jacket pocket and once again I smirked. 

“Nice…!” I said.

He took my hand and we walked back to the room with the pool table. There were two other bottoms getting fucked on it. We made out again and then found a spot where I could pull my shorts off and bend over. Christopher ate my hole out for several minutes as I pushed out some cum for him to taste while he was down there.

Eventually he began to finger me and ease some fingers inside my hole. I failed to mention I’d eaten a CBD gummy just prior to entering the bar, which makes my hole even hungrier, and I inhaled on that special European blend of poppers and let him spread my hole open, and with just a little Elbow Grease, he pushed through into my first ring. That initial push is always like a lightening bolt of flashing light moving through me, every microfiber comes alive and the joy is off the charts!

I didn’t need him to pause, I felt him form a fist and he began to pull it out just at the ridge of my sphincter, and then he pushed back inside…more grease, more poppers, and soon, I was receiving light punches.

“Ohhhhh yeah, deeper Sir…go deeper!”

More grease as he lined my walls with it as he glided his fist further up inside me. And soon I was taking more punches half way up the forearm. I was almost delirious!

My legs were giving way the more poppers I’d taken and the more the gummy was effecting me. 

“Let me get on my back, Sir.”

I got onto my back and held my legs up by the ankles. Another man was standing next to him, “can I fuck him?”, he asked Christopher (instead of me!).

“Be my guest!”

Next thing I know this guy with a PA is fucking me hard grasping onto my harness and fucking his nut inside me.

At the very moment he pulled out, Christopher punched his way back inside my hole. It was unexpected and sooo fucking hot at the same time. That fresh load being mixed around by Sir’s large fist. Watching this made my hole twitch so hard the assgasm led to a soaked jockstrap!

Unlike some other bottoms, I can keep going after an assgasm as one usually less to another. When my first subsided, Sir lubed his forearm up to his elbow, and he kneeled down to gain better leverage as he ever so slowly pushed through my second ring and beyond. The CBD, the beer, the poppers…I wasn’t in any pain, the endorphins were kicking in so high as this audience watched me taking a fist in my most intimate of body parts. It felt somewhat surreal!

When Sir reached the elbow he began to roll his arm around inside of me, twisting slowly from left to right churning my insides. By this point, I was moaning lowly and don’t even know what I was babbling. It felt so amazing and I didn’t want him to stop!

I motioned for Sir with my hand, as I balled it into a fist and made a punching movement. “He wants you to punch his hole out!” Someone shouted loudly.

I nodded my head, “yes, yes, yes!” With every single deep, hard punch that landed. It was a complete annihilation of my hole, destroying it completely, but his knuckles kept rubbing my prostate harder and harder until I’d had my second orgasm.

“Oh fuck!” I screamed so loudly I thought they heard me across the other side of the state!  Sir pulled his arm out and replaced it with his cock and he buried his seed inside me, bending down to kiss me while he inseminated me.

It was now after 1am and he needed to leave. I let another man fist me since I was so loose and my hole was hungry. I swallowed another 2 loads and took 2 more in my hole in that next hour before closing.

Needless to say, I slept like I was dead into the next day and it did take several days to recover from this extremely wild night that I never expect will happen again!