This story from Kezza has been read 1 2 9 3 0 times. Massage and fisting Written by Kezzaongenre fetish I was working in a country town alone and at a loose end one evening, so I phoned a lady who I had previously met through a reply to her internet advertisement. Ann usually calls by my motel; she surprised me by inviting me to her home for the first time.
This is the true story of my first gay experience. I was 18 at the time and just moved to Jacksonville Florida, and never had a romantic interest in men, but always had gay sexual fantasies. Just to be clear this is a true story.
The one thing Alice wanted above all else was to finally be fisted. We had talked about it for weeks, months even. In fact since we met on line about 6 months ago.
OK, so obviously I am excited to publish a guest blog on fisting. The guest blogger who has asked to stay anonymous writes beautifully about both the inspiration and the fulfilment of her desire, and I hope you enjoy her story every bit as much as I did. You should know my sexual relationships prior to my boy were very vanilla, where any suggestion of something slightly kinky was met with raised eyebrows not the good kind.
Who does?! Anyway, I found out that a friend of mine is into anal fisting, so I asked him if he would let me put my hand up his ass. The rectum is much like the vagina, only with more defined muscle groups.
She knew he had something in mind when he stalked her into the bedroom. She backed into the dark room, watching him watch her. Without urging, she slowly stripped off her clothes, never taking her gaze off him.
Little bobby The boys around the table had by now migrated over to the fucking couple, and as Jake roared ""like a lion as his orgasm erupted deep inside the bowels of his new little fuck doll, the rest of the group fired ""off load after load of hot gay love onto Bobby"s back, inducing him to shoot his own little pecker all over ""the back of the chair!!! Without even ""asking, the young stud took his place behind the unsuspecting cocksucker, and with an easy deftness lifted ""her skirt and slid her ruffled pink panties to the side, exposing her smoothly shaven cunt to the hungry eye of ""his thick snake!!! The party draws to a close but I stay on for more fun and find that my arse is capable of taking more than just cock
In my early 20s I was still new to relationships and sex with women. I was terrified of oral sex and to me, that was the only way to do it with women. When I finally broke through my fear and got together with my first girlfriend, the sex was amazing but pretty vanilla — no dildos, no spanking, no bondage.
Not so much for introducing me to all new things, but for finally letting me act out all the perverse things that live in the horny making corner of my mind. We lay there the other morning, snoozing and as I began to wake up I felt that tingle between my legs. The one that tells me I need to come but he has to have control of it. He puts a firm hand on my back and pushes down, restricting how much I can move before he starts to invade me with his fingers.