First time fisted

I was feeling really horny last night. Approaching 15 weeks locked in a cage, not releasing many loads during that time, my balls were getting heavy and I had become raving mad. I felt like I was losing my mind. I was close to calling Sir Jace and asking him to unlock me, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I decided instead that there could be another way to release this sexual energy.

I did something I’m not too proud of looking back on it. I placed an ad on doublelist, seeking a fisting top. I also stated I’d host, which isn’t something I’ve done in a long while. It had been at least a month since I’d been with Erik, at least it felt that way. My back and ass were beginning to heal from the belting I took from Diego, so I was feeling ready for it. I recived a couple of responses, but only one seemed truly legit.

The response came from a married white man, 34, said he was 5’10”, 175, bald, beard, and that he needed to be discreet. I am discretion personified, so I replied. He explained further that his wife was away for the weekend, and on occasion he fists her pussy and he has also fisted men. He sent me a pic of his hand, which seemed just a little larger than Erik’s. After I proved my street location, He asked if I’d consider being blindfolded as didn’t want to run the risk of being recognized. I was so desperate and so horny, I agreed, and we landed on a time.

I immediately ran to the bathroom and began to douche with the shower hose. I knew he’d be going deep tonight and didn’t want any surprises. After I felt I was cleaned out well enough, I knew I needed to stretch and open my hole. I was unsure of his fisting technique, and wanted to protect myself from an immediate fist down to the elbow. I laid out a few towels on my bed along with j-lube, and all of my toys, and poppers. I also had my hood and blindfold ready for later. I gave myself about an hour to play with my hole until his arrival.

I realized we never did exchange names, but I guess that’s typical with anonymous sex. Names aren’t  needed. So, I laid on my back and raised my legs and rubbed some lube into my hole with my fingers. J-lube can be very messy and sticky, but it is very effective. (I also had a tub of fisting grease avail if he wanted to use that instead.) After inserting 3 fingers into my hole comfortably, it was time to get to the next step.

I liberally applied lube to my 7” dildo, and pushed it inside me. This is a great starter dildo. It does go in rather easily, and it’s smooth surface makes for an easy glide when pushing it in and out. I began to coo with pleasure. After a few minutes with that, I advanced to the 8.5”, thicker with lifelike veins and ridges. I took my first hit of poppers, lined it up to my hole, and pushed it inside down to the fake balls. Using the balls as a handle, I slowly began to push it in and out me. The coos became louder moans. That dildo felt great inside of me, and was able to dictate the speed and depth to achieve the maximin amount of pleasure.

Next, it was time for the 10”er. This one had a large bulbous head and a smooth surface that stopped at large balls and had a suction cup. I lubed it up with my hand, took a second hit of poppers and pushed the large head inside. Before pushing it all the way in, I used that head on the ring of my hole, stretching it, getting that hole open to accept bigger things. Then in one move, I grabbed it by the balls and rammed up up my ass. I let out a loud yelp as it traveled inside me. I felt that large cockhead pushing into my colon. I slowly deep stroked myself with it.

I suctioned the 10”er to the tile floor, took a deeper hit of poppers, and let myself let loose riding it. By this point, I felt my hole become looser and more open. With about 20 min left before I needed to unlock the door and blindfold, I took things to the final level. It was time for the fist dildo. It looks intimidating at first sight. It is a closed fist that narrows at the wrist and widens to the “elbow”. It also has a suction cup, but I’ve found the weight of the fist is too heavy to hold the suction. I used a copious amount of lube on it, getting it very slick. I did my best to get it to stick to the tile, holding it steady. I couldn’t get to the poppers like this. I took a deep breath, and slowly began to sink down on the fist, feeling my ass lips spreading around it. I really believe in order to take fist, you have to really want it, or it definitely won’t work. You cannot resist or hesitate. I was determined to conquer it, so I pushed down harder until it popped inside my second hole, down to the wrist. My hole spasmed a little, but I was able to take my hands off the base of the dildo and quickly inhaled more poppers. With that wave of poppers hitting me I began to sink down on the fist, all the way to the base. Fuck, now I was really wide open, and began to rise and sink down in it, again controlling the speed and the depth. I began to leak precum into the white jockstrap. It was feeling so good and my caged cock was responding to the stimulation.

This made me hungry for a real fist, and the timing could have been more perfect. I received an email that he was 2 minutes away, so I dismounted the fist. I put all of my used dildos in the sink to sanitize them later. I went back to my bed, put on the hood and the blindfold, and grabbed my ankles to open my ass for this stranger. Probably one of the most intimate sexual acts is fisting and here I was doing it with someone completely unknown. This could turn out very badly, but I was willing to take the risk.

My heart raced as I lay there in silence, waiting in this vulnerable position for a stranger to shove his fist up my ass. I heard the front door open and close, and footsteps approach as he entered the bedroom. He said in a deep gravelly voice, “fuck, that’s hot”. And I think he removed his shirt. He surprised me, and he began to blow on my hole before shoving his face into it. My senses were in overdrive as his tongue found my hole and his beard scratched my ass. I took a hit of poppers, sucked them in and exhaled, loosening my body and letting myself get lost in the pleasure.

For a guy married to a woman he knew how to eat an ass. I heard him unscrew the top of the fisting cream, and then I felt fingers pushing inside me. I was glad he was gentle, and wasn’t rushing things. He was taking his time eventually getting to 4 fingers inside me fairly comfortably. Then he stopped, pulled out, and I can hear him applying more cream to his hand and rubbing it in. He didn’t say 2 words since his initial , “fuck, that’s hot”, and at least 20 minutes had gone by since then. As I felt his hand come towards my hole I took a deep hit of poppers in both nostrils, my hole didn’t resist as all 5 fingers went inside, his hand in cone formation.

In this position he rocked his hand back and forth and side to side, my insides were tingling from his touch. Then he grabbed onto my waist and I knew what was about to come. I poured some poppers onto a rag and placed it over my nose and held it there. I was now in a complete fog and so relaxed, he pushed his hand past my second ring, and I felt my hole wrap around his wrist. I was moaning and leaking as the poppers effect was lingering with me. He began to slowly jerk his hand back and forth, getting just a little deeper with each stroke. With gradual intentions, he kept this going as I felt my hole expand around his forearm. He was half way to his elbow when he stopped and lubed the rest of his arm. I once again sniffed the poppers, and he pushed so slowly down to his elbow. I was now moaning wildly, everything was feeling so euphoric at this point. Fisting is a pleasure sensation unlike any other. The discomfort you might feel along the journey is very much worth it.

Then he closed his hand and formed a fist. This is when he really let lose, and went from slow and steady to fast and furious. His forearm moving through me, gliding as his fast hit up against my insides. I was completely delirious by this point, mumbling and moaning things that were incomprehensible I grabbed onto his arm and felt him punching inside me, and I knew it wouldn’t be much longer before I’d blow my load. He’s been fisting me for almost an hour, from the first finger to where we were now, and all the stimulation was taking it’s toll. When he punched inside me with a hard steady rhythm, I began to shout, “oh fuck yes, don’t stop, oh please, oh fuck, oh fuck, fuuucck”, and my hole grabbed  onto his arm like a vice and cum came pouring out of me and formed a sticky wet stain on my jockstrap.

This guy did not stop after I shot my nut. My hole  began to slowly loosen, and soon, I felt like I was going to piss myself. Within minutes, I did just that and I was glad I had laid down those towels. I felt my warm piss leak out if the jockstrap onto my stomach and down to the towel. I couldn’t stop the flow, and it just kept on going and going. Once it did finally stop, the guy slowly pulled his forearm out of me. It came out much easier than I thought it would.

Then I heard him unzip his pants and he kneeled over my chest and began to jerk himself off. It didn’t take long before I felt blasts of hot cum land all over my neck, pecs and stomach. There was a lot of it! The guy shook his cock off and rubbed the remnants of cum onto my smooth chest.

And then he got up, zipped up, said “thanks”, and left. When the door closed, I removed the blindfold and looked at my chest. He shot a massive load all over me. I rubbed it all into my skin and became very sticky! I was a bit of a mess, so I got up to shower and throw the piss soaked towels and jockstrap into the wash.

After that violent orgasm, I needed a nap. My hole felt like a gaping chasm and I closed my eyes and sleep came over me.