He has really got a handle on the fisting thing.
Sofie had invited me over for an afternoon of fun and games. Now she was lying back on a pile of pillows, legs spread, and her pussy dripping all over my fingers and tongue.
I pulled back and looked at her beautifully proportioned slit. Her pussy felt so small and tight around my two fingers. I had been licking and fingering her for a good while already, and I was in no rush. Carefully, I massaged around her pussy, stroking, licking and insinuating my way in with three, then four fingers, a bit of lube, and a lot of attention to her clit along the way.
Gradually, she opened up more and more.
After she had gotten accustomed to four fingers and most of my hand, it was time to get my thumb in. I pulled out part of the way and added more lube to everything. Her eyes, wide and glistening, followed the way I spread the lubricant all over my hand. She wanted, and yet…
My fingers formed a wedge, thumb pressed against the palm as tightly as possible. It was easier than I thought. The whole hand slid in. Suddenly, shockingly, I could cup her entire cervix in my palm.
Then I formed a fist.
Sofie let out a deep growl or groan or some other noise that came all the way from down below. She reached up to grab me by the neck and pulled me in for a wet, deep kiss, unbalancing me so that the weight of my body shifted on to the hand now fully buried inside her.
Staring into my eyes, hers wide, not quite focused, she let go of my neck. “Take a look…”
I pulled back and saw, incredibly, the naked lips of her pussy wrapped all the way around my wrist.
My hand was fully inside her. I moved it around, carefully, starting to fuck her with my clenched fist.
“Oh, shit … Don’t. Pull. Out”
She came, a small orgasm, twitching around my tightly gripped fist.
“Fuck … I think I ejaculated on your arm.”
She had. Not that I would notice with everything drenched in her natural juices and a generous helping of lube.
It was an astonishing sight – my hand buried in her up to the forearm. The small, compact labia stretched, wet and glistening, to accommodate my crudely clenched fist shoved into her as far as it could go. Filling her completely.
I didn’t pull out, as promised. Instead, she expelled my hand, gripping and releasing with her pelvic muscles in a way that almost made me come with displaced pleasure. It felt like my cock had migrated up to my fingers. I pushed back, slowly easing out of her in a carefully balanced movement that felt like it took forever, but probably lasted only a few seconds.
This was the second time in my entire life that I’d tried this. The first, years ago, was nowhere near as good. Then, I was too nervous to enjoy it, but this time around I could let go, be entirely in the moment, and relish the intimacy of the act.
Afterwards, I felt a trembling throughout my body, feeling like I had just experienced a new kind of orgasm, only feeling its power after it had passed.
I felt like I was floating, emerging from an intense state of concentration and pleasure.
Then she took my cock in her mouth, and suddenly the world snapped back into focus…
