I hadn’t been fisted the way I truly craved since September. Ever since that night of chem filled fisting depravity, I dreamt about all kinds of wild fisting scenarios with multiple men and multiple toys, taking my pig troff cunt of a hole to new levels I’ve never experienced before.
I took a day off from work during this holiday week and made plans to play with a fisting Daddy I haven’t played with in a year and a half. He definitely wasn’t going to be the one to take me where I wanted to go, but I knew he’d certainly get me warmed up with a good start.
I took a gummy and smoked a little weed before I went to see him. I wanted to be in the right headspace to lay back in his sling and enjoy the ride. Daddy didn’t disappoint, three rounds of single fist punch fisting felt pretty amazing, but my needy manhole was carnivorous for much more.
So I went home after seeing Daddy and was using some extra large toys on myself when I threw caution to the wind and logged into various websites. My hole was hungry. I was willing to do whatever I needed to do to get it filled with more fists.
I ended up agreeing to meet this very hot looking escort. 34, 170, 5’10”, smooth, bald, beautiful blue eyes. His profile was clear that he liked to fist and his pics and profile indicated his kinky side, based on what I’d read and seen on his multiple pics.
When I got to his place, another man answered the door who I recognized from the very same website. He certainly was an equally good looking model. He took me to the back room where my escort was waiting for me. The other guy left us alone and we made a little small talk.
He invited me to get comfortable while he pulled off his shirt. His body was even hotter looking in person, more cut and tone, bigger muscles. He had on only a pair of black gym shorts.
“You wanna smoke a little something to break the ice?”, he offered.
“Sure”.
I thought he meant weed, but it was definitely someThing stronger than that. We blew clouds individually at first, but then shotgunning into each other’s mouths as inhibitions faded.
“Get up on the bed and let me blow some up your ass”, he said.
Before things got too carried away, I laid out my full assortment of toys. I had various sizes of dildos and plugs from small to very large, tit clamps, lots of fresh poppers including the spray and a gas mask.
“Holy shit! You definitely came ready to play dude.”, he said.
“Yes, I’ve been craving this for months.”, I shared.
So I took my position on the bed, ass up, face down, and he blew clouds up my ass.
I was definitely feeling different, and my hole was aching to be filled.
“Want a bump buddy?”, he asked.
“Ok”
“Dennis, can you hook him up with a bump?”, he shouted loud enough to be heard from outside our play room.
Dennis popped in less than a minute later and administered the bump into my booty and left us once again once his services were no longer required.
While we were waiting for the chemicals to fully take effect,my escort lit the torch again and had me do a couple more rounds of clouds, getting me so revved up, getting me so needy, hungry, for total ass destruction.
“You ready, pig?”
“Fuck yeah!”, I said, fully anticipating what would come.
I reached for one of my brown bottles and while he was preparing his hands with lots of lube, I poppered up. My head started to spin out wildly from the chemicals. With my eyes closed, I could see red and orange fire balls forming. There definitely was an inferno building within me that needed release.
I felt that initial closed fist, knuckles first burst through my cunt probably as deep as the elbow. It was delicious and the damn was finally burst.
“Ohhhh yes”…I moaned in absolute ecstasy.
“Good pig”, he sneered.
I was blissfully treated to an epic punch out.
“More please! Stretch my cunt open”, I demanded!
I took more hits of poppers and reached behind me to find his other hand.
“Please put it in me!”, I demanded! Both of his fists easily slipped in, like it was absolutely nothing. I was not even close to feeling fulfilled in any way.
“Your hole is fucking open dude! Fuck!”
“More! give me more please! Fill my fucking pig cunt!”, I was out of control.
My escort proceeded to give my cunt the double fisting blow out I desperately wanted and craved, but I still was wanting even more!
“Does your roommate wanna join us?”
“Hey Dennis, come join us!” He shouted again.
I heard Dennis walk in.
“Holy fuck! You have two fists up his ass!”
“Yeah, do me a favor, put those clamps on this pigs tits and get the mask.”
I felt Dennis pinch each one of my nipples and then it was darkness, only a hole for my nose to keep sniffing those poppers.
“Yeah, this pig needs more. Lube up your hands!”
I thought this would be a good time to put on the gas mask. I poured some poppers into a cotton ball and placed the mask over my head when I finished assembling it.
In seconds the fumes were hitting me beautifully. I felt my pig hole continuing to stretch wider as the pleasure I was feeling multiplied. My eyes were fluttering and I was truly feeling the full effects of that bump without question.
I pulled off the mask and I pulled myself up by my hands so now my back was no longer arched downward, I was more horizontal, and I started to push my ass backward, as they pushed upward. I felt my swine tunnel swallow more of the three forearms and it was wild as fuck!
I once again fell on my chest, ass up, desperate for more.
“Wreck it! Blow my bitch cunt out!”, I pleaded.
I took a hit of the powerful spray, and once it kicked in, it was truly unlike anything I’d ever felt in my life. Was this nirvana? Utopia? Both? For me, I swear I was floating and my body was tingling and I never wanted it to end. Those two fisting tops were giving me full forearm severe blows, doubled by one, single by the other one. It nearly took my breath away. I was meeting their punches, bouncing backwards to get their full effects. Each blow brought new bright lights to my eyes. I was literally squealing becoming the very filthy pig I so wanted to be
Through it all, I could hear my escort taking the lead, guiding Dennis as to what to do, where to position his arm, etc.
“Pick up that toy.” I heard my escort say.
“Seriously?”, Dennis asked.
“Yes, he can take it. I think he wants it, don’t you piggy!”
“Ohhh yes! More please!”
Looking back, I was completely out of my mind, but in the moment, I felt like my hole was an abyss, a deep trench with no limits.
I put the mask back over my head and got as fucked up as I could and a new sensation of delight found me. I don’t know which toy was in there with those three fists, and I truly didn’t care. This added widening took me into the twilight zone.
“Fuck it up! Ruin my cunt!”, I kept pleading in a true crazed state.
These guys worked together to deliver the exact type of hole destruction I’d only dreamt about. Another long round of full on forearm fucking, three of them with the addition of a toy!”
When that round of wildness had ceased, I felt it when they took the toy out.
That’s when I knew what was coming next, an attempt for four fists at once. This was the definition of insanity in itself. It felt like these guys were prying my poor piggy cunt apart, stretched as wide as I’d ever been. Both men using their fingers to pry my already obliterated cunt hole to get it ready for the ultimate challenge.
“16 fingers piggy! 4 from each hand!”, he said. It was unbelievable, but we never did get more than that although they sure tried.
Then they pulled them all out and my hole felt so vacant and lost.
They flipped me on my back and each man kneeled on the carpet.
With freshly lubed hands, each one put their fist inside me once again all the way to the elbow.
I held my legs up and opened as wide as I could.
I took a big hit and they started to blow out my hole again. It was so much hotter watching them work together, in tandem, as they focused on fucking up my cunt.
They both took turns doubling me, doubling me with big toys, etc., and when we all thought it was time to end it, my body was flying…all that adrenaline, the endorphins, the chemicals…I felt like I was drifting away, on an air cloud.
Dennis was the most sober of the three of us given he hadn’t smoked with us earlier, so he offered to drive me home.
“Let’s put a plug in your ass for the drive”, my escort said.
I own a black silicon plug that is only a few inches in depth, but it is extremely wide…a true ass plug! My hole was so sloppy, I just pushed it in like it was a starter toy.
They both laughed as we dressed and they helped me pack my things into my travel bag.
After we parked the car, I really wanted to invite them inside for more, but I sensed they were done.
I thanked them, paid them, and went right upstairs to my bedroom.
I spread out a towel on my bed and unpacked the travel bag once again.
My caged cock was leaking so badly. I needed to get off in the worst way.
First, I applied both sets of my tit clamps (alligator and clover) to my nipples. The bite was beautiful.
Then I lubed up my Topped Toys Hilt 115 and Square Peg’s Blunger, both very sizable in their own right, and placed them both on the floor side to side nice and smothered in gobs of Crisco.
Then I found my gas mask once again along with a fresh cotton ball and doused in amyl. Once I had it over my head, and I was nice and gooned, I squeezed the tips of both toys together in my hand and lowered my cunt cavern over them until I thought I had inserted enough and could slowly lower myself down more on them using my own body weight.
Oh my God, the way my cunt slid over all the ridges and curves each one of those toys had to offer was heavenly. I kept the mask on until my hole had hit each base and then I was so fucked, I flipped it off and started to bounce wildly up and down, up and down, the tit clamp chains were going along for the ride, and their collective weight really pulled and dragged on my nubs.
I could feel the load in my balls building.
I leaned over, hands now on the floor, and literally fucked myself, watching in the mirror this crazed display of depravity.
I yanked on the chains at the moment I knew my balls were going to burst and let out a loud roar. I watched my load spill right out of the slit of the Cobra cage and I was panting. It was a huge puddle, more than a tablespoon.
I know I wasn’t in my right mind, but I backed myself up and stuck my tongue out, rubbing my entire face into my own load getting it glazed and tasting as much of it as I could.
With those toys still impaled deep inside my butt, a face full of cum, I was still so horned up. I needed to spew more out of my balls.
I found the spray and cloth, doused it, and brought it to my nose.
Fuck that shit is so strong. My cunt hole began to recklessly bounce up and down again and again and again, faster and faster, trashing my swine hole into tomorrow until it happened again. My entire body shook and shimmied, again I cried out in complete bliss as more seed spilled onto the floor.
After rubbing my face in it, I decided it was probably time to stop abusing my cunt. I laid myself on the floor, reached downward and pulled out the Blunger first. I had to push hard to get it out.
I waited for my hole to calm a bit before slowly prying out the Hilt.
I examined my gaping pig cunt in the mirror. Its lips were swollen and folded. I pushed out and saw my blooming rosebud.
I finally unclamped my nipples, too.
I was a mess. A complete wreck, really, just like my hole after finally giving it the attention it deserved.
I picked myself up and rolled into bed. I was so exhausted I slept for 10 hours!
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