Punch My Pussy

Gunther and I had been trying to get together for nearly a year and the stars aligned, finally, over the weekend. 

Some say fisting is one of the more intimate acts between two people. I wholeheartedly agree. That’s why I am very selective and keep a small stable of fisting tops in my circle. You really do have to trust the person you are with. Once you get to know each other’s likes, wants, and needs, each time the experience builds into something better.

One of my regulars had to cancel our plans at the last minute due to a family emergency. It happens. However, it left my butt’s needs unattended, so I hit the Asspig site and noticed Gunther was online. I’m always a bit skeptical about someone new,  you never know how these things are gonna go.

Gunther has a good 15 years on me, but he keeps in shape quite well. Only 5’9”, he weighs a good 190, all solid muscle. Gunther originates from Germany but settled to the US almost 50 years ago. He still has a thick head of reddish hair and piercing baby blue eyes. His hand size is self-described as medium, which I can now confirm. Gunther has a couple of certifications on his profile, of course, ringing endorsements. Gunther won me over when he described just how turned on he gets watching a bottom take to his fists.  We exchanged numbers and I began to feel comfortable enough to meet.

About three hours before our meeting time, I began my process of douching and shaving down as needed. My dick had been locked up for a week by my Keyholder, my balls were growing fuller by the day.  I also consumed some gummies.

After the clean out, I began to use some of my toys to get my hole opened. I wanted to be sure by the time I went to Gunther’s my pussy was gonna be begging for it. I put on my new Mr. B’s Neoprene black jockstrap with red piping. I also put on new Nasty Pig red tube socks, my red leather bicep armband, harness, and boots. Gunther said he was turned on by leather, so I dressed up for him. 

On the drive over, I kept one of my butt plugs up my ass. It was seriously hungry and I couldn’t leave it unfilled. Every little bump on the road sent wonderful vibrations up my spine. I was imagining that all the other drivers knew I had this 3” in diameter butt plug embedded up my asshole as I drove the 5 miles to Gunther’s house. 

Gunther and I were in constant contact for the last hour or so so he knew I was ready for action as soon as I’d get there. The plan was he’d have the front door unlocked. He was going to be lying in bed with his right arm all greased up. I’d strip and mount his fist. 

That’s exactly what happened. Gunther was lying on his back, his elbow on the mattress and his fist balled up, a really thick layer of Crisco shining all over it. Gunther was naked except for a black leather jockstrap. I stripped down, leaving on my boots for now, grabbed my gas mask and poppers. I pulled out the butt plug, pushed it to the side, and brought my pussy lips to his closed fist. I placed the gas mask over my face and took some deep breaths feeling the magic wave overtake me. I felt my cunthole responding, opening up and I began to slide down over it, until my pussy swallowed up that fist whole almost half way down his forearm. Then I pulled off the mask.

”Holy fuck, you’re a wild one! What a fucking pig you are!” Gunther said as he began to jab his fist up and down into me. 

“Fuck my cunt, Sir!” I yelled loudly!

”I love that you call it your cunt. That is so hot. Fuck you are so hot!”, Gunther was getting really into it and so was I. I took a massive hit off the IronFist bottle and I once again pleaded to Gunther, “Please, Sir, wreck my cunt! Oh fuck it!”

“You are a fucking pig you fucking faggot, grrrrrrrr, grrrrrrr!”, Gunther was putting his entire body into those gut punches, destroying my hole in the first 10 minutes of our session!

I knew that if we changed positions, Gunther would really be able to go a little deeper and his punches would land harder. I dismounted his fist and rolled onto my back, grabbing my ankles and pulling them back so my hole was properly open and on display. 

Gunther began to use his fingers on my puffy cunt lips telling me just how beautiful my cunt looked. Then he closed his fist and began to punch me with his knuckles. With each punch my lips would open, and open more. Then he poured a shit ton of j-lube right into my pussy. I placed the mask over my face again, and when Gunther began punching again, each punch pushed in further and further until I adjusted my hips and raised my hole up a tad and soon, my hungry cunt swallowed up that fist once again. I’d nearly passed out from the mask so I pulled it off, high as a kite, grabbed my ankles again and raised my hole up.

”I know what you want piggy. Take my fists you fucking slut!”

Gunther was like a heavyweight boxer now, giving me one closed fist and then the other. Over and over again,  then using his left fist to really punch out that destroyed hole. He must have given me a good 50-60 consecutive punches, I was delirious. When he really went to town toward the end, my body tensed up and my hole was literally pulsating as I had my first assgasm, I felt cum pour out of my slit in a huge creamy puddle.  I was breathless.

That was round one. We took a water break and Gunther had a smoke.  He then told me to get on all 4’s for round two. 

Gunther ordered me to push out my rosebud, which I did, and he began to kiss it and shove his tongue inside. This was making me crazy. The nerve endings so sensitive now, his tongue sent flashes of electric with every swipe of the tongue. 

“Take Your poppers, pig. Gonna ruin that cunt. That’s what you like, right boy!”

I took a deep, deep hit off the max impact spray this time and damn, I was having an out of body experience. Gunther pushed that fist right back inside me. My hole was so opened there was no resistance. He grabbed onto my waist to hold me steady and then I was given almost full forearm punches, one after the other, “come on, take it, pig! Fuck man! Grrrr!” Gunther was once again exerting himself, using his legs to impale me. I was out my mind now, every time he called me pig or piggy I stated to snort like one. This made him laugh and he slapped my butt with his free hand yelling that I was a good pig and to show him how much of a pig I am. I began to snort even louder now. Taking hits of poppers, I felt like I was another planet! He was hitting me with his knuckles in just the right spot that I had yet a second assgasm, this one even more intense as the first one. Instead of a puddle of cum dribbling, I actually experienced a few strong gushes. The inside pouch of the jock was feeling really sticky now. I reached inside and grabbed some in my fingers and brought it to my hole. No sense in letting all that natural lube go to waste. And then I ate some and snorted some more.

Round 2 went on for nearly an hour. It was the non-stop pussy punching I’d really needed. Gunther had some amazing stamina. I thought maybe I’d worn him out but he said he would get a drink and smoke another cigarette and then he wanted to get back into my cunt.

I placed one of my toys up my ass to keep it open during the break. Gunther said he liked watching me pleasure myself. I even tried to fist myself. Gunther helped me push my closed fist into my crack, but the position wasn’t too comfortable. If only I could beat my pussy up myself, that would be fantastic, I told him. Gunther said he’s glad I can’t fist myself or I wouldn’t need him. He had a point, I suppose. 

When Gunther was ready I was still on my back playing with my smaller buttplug when he grabbed it from me and began to fuck me with it. I was so gaping now, I honestly could hardly feel it inside me. Gunther lubed up both fists again, and I put the gas mask back over my head. We placed a pillow under my ass and I pulled my legs back giving him full access to my quivering cunt. I wasn’t shying away. I was presenting full rose bud, “Come on, Sir, please punch my pussy out! Annihilate my fucking worthless cunt! 

Gunther got down on his knees now, backed up just a bit, with his largest fist yet he pushed past my first ring and then the second, as I swallowed up his arm to the elbow. He pulled it out, then pushed back in. Faster and faster. I began to snort again my approval as my mind drifted away to another reality, and then when Gunther stood up, closed that fist again and  used it on me like  a power drill! Maybe 30 or so consecutive gut punches before switching off to the other fist. Back and forth, it was all just so incredibly wild. I yelled out, “fuck yeah, fuck my cunt, oh yeah, oh fuck, beat up my pussy, Sir! Oh please, don’t stop!”

Gunther kept calling me a pig, a whore, a fag, a slut. All the while I can see his biceps flexing as he used his entire forearms to bring me to oblivion. I had to pull my caged cock out of the pouch as spurts of piss began to flow as Gunther was coming closer to my bladder.  I didn’t assgasm this time, but the ecstasy was truly a blessing.

We were now well into our 3rd hour of playing. Still on my back, Gunther said he needed to get his phone to take some pictures. He said my cunt was gaping, and wanted to take some pictures. He captured one of me with my face in it, holding my legs back, showing it off. Then a close up, where you can really see the gape and my beaten up cunt lips. He kept telling me I was insatiable, a wild one, a true pig, etc. 

Then we began round 4.‘we started with one fist up the butt, but then agreed it was time to see if I could take more. Fully coated with lots of grease and lube, Gunther brought his free hand over his closed fist using 4 fingers to pry me open. I reached for the gas mask took some deep hits, nodded my head to indicate I was ready for the thumb.  That’s when Gunther pushed it inside, and I threw off the mask knowing I had two hands up my butt at once. Gunther didn’t try depth, he said he can tell I liked punches so he began to move his wrists back and forth, slowly building up to another fury of double fisted pussy punches as I poppered up, and that’s when the final assgasm hit and more cum spit out of the caged cock! My balls were definitely relieved as I got a few loads out!

After nearly 4 hours of playing, Gunther said I wore him out and we decided it was time to wrap it up. I went home with a humming, gaping, well-satisfied cunt.