I Got Fisted!

Well, since my last post concerning my adventure with the perv Merle I’ve had another one. There are a couple from a few months ago I still haven’t written about but I will. Merle and I did not fuck again though he did call a couple of times.

We both needed to cum bad that night and that was accomplished. He still wants me to do the threesome thing but I’m not really ready yet but the idea still really turns me on.

I wasn’t even going to write about this experience because 1. It’s really strange  2. I don’t know why I even did it. And  3. Who would ever do such a thing?

Because this part of my life is secret and I’m fairly anonymous I figured I’d share it. This was an incredibly erotic experience and yet brutal so I don’t understand why I got so much pleasure out of it but I did.

Over the last 2 weeks I’ve analyzed it from every angle  and to death. Maybe some of you will have more insight into what was going on inside me and with my body. I certainly can’t talk to anyone about it.

I came across an ad on craigslist a while back. Sometimes I read the sex ads and some are interesting, most boring and the odd one really intriguing and weird. This one was intriguing and weird!

To summarize, it basically said  the poster wanted to fist a woman. Nothing else, he just wanted to fist her. I thought it was strange and forgot about it and went on reading other ads as I lay cozy in my bed with my laptop. I often do this before I fall asleep at night.

A couple nights later I was watching porn videos when I stumbled on one of this girl getting fisted by a man. I couldn’t stop watching it. I was mesmerized. I watched it like 3 times and then masturbated the last time.

There were so many things I found hot about it. Talk about a man having power over you. I didn’t even know a mans whole hand would fit in there….well not that I didn’t know, we are quite pliable in that area but it looked a lot easier than I thought it would be.

I thought about it for a week. I actually felt a little ashamed at first. What kind of sicko man or woman would do such a thing. I came to the realization that what was such a turn on was the submissiveness of that woman laying there legs apart with this guy fucking her with his hand. I was driving home from work when this occurred to me . My nipples were erect and I needed to get home quick and play.

Later on after my bath and cozy in my bed I sent the guy a response to his ad. I figured it was all just more of a fantasy and I couldn’t see how 2 strangers could arrange such a thing safely but it didn’t hurt to talk to him.

The next morning there was a message from him with a phone number. I got ready and headed to work and thought about that number all day. My tummy had those butterflies in it all day too.

I put off calling him until after my yoga class that night. After my bath and playtime and cozy in my bed I gave him a call. My tummy felt like it was going to explode as the phone rang and I waited for someone to answer. I was so giddy and nervous.

When he answered I almost dropped the phone. He said hello and I told him I was calling, that he’d sent me his number, it was about the ad on cl. He chuckled and said yeah that there was only one response to that ad and that he’d been reposting it for a year. I laughed nervously and  was so hot and flushed from pure adrenaline I felt dizzy.

I told him I was just curious and didn’t know if I was really into doing it but was interested in talking about it and that I had watched videos of it and thought it interesting but that honestly it was pretty weird. He was nice and explained he’d done it before but there were very few women into it and yada yada.

Our conversation was brief that first night. I called him every night the rest of the week and was getting braver and hotter about the idea. I even had an orgasm on the phone for him the second last night we talked. Not that I’m into phone sex but because we had talked about sex and experiences and thoughts concerning all these areas so much that week he said it would be nice to hear me cum on the phone. He wanted to hear my voice when I came. So I had an orgasm for him. He was delighted as I cried out when I came and told me after I was done and catching my breath that I sounded beautiful. Did I mention he was really old? Well 76 is old to me at 32 so no offense to anyone who’s that old!

The last night we talked was a Friday night. No work the next day so it was a little later. He asked if we were going to do this. I told him my concerns, as I’d previously stated. I knew he seemed like a nice perverted old guy but meeting in some motel seemed risky.

He had explained the whole “one time thing” to me, which I liked. We would never know each others names or where the other lived and would never see each other again. Ok fine, but how do I feel safe? That was my one question that neither of us seemed able to get around.

“Don’t you have a friend you can tell you’re going on a date and where you’ll be and if you don’t check back in with her at a certain time she’ll call the police?” He asked!

Lol……that hadn’t really occurred to me. I felt blonde for a moment. Ok I agreed, I’d arrange it and take safety precautions.

We made a date for Saturday night at a well known motel for 8pm. I called my friend Carrie……who’s a bit of a loose girl and is always telling me to get laid and told her I had a date with a guy and….you get the picture. I had to check in by 1.am with her Sunday morning.

Then of course her with all the questions and I totally had to lie and make up a hot guy. What the hell would she think if she knew what I was really up to and with who? I mean I can’t be normal, over a year ago I was normal. Today I have this really dark secret sexual side of my life.

The next day I did my usual Saturday morning run, then shower, then cleaned house and did laundry and watched the clock the whole time…..all day. I was so horny it wasn’t even funny. My butterflies were getting worse as the hours ticked by.

At 6.pm I started getting ready. I had a nice bubble bath and shaved everything. I’d been bald down there before but usually I kept a strip. I took it all off. Jerry said that’s what he liked so I did it. There really wasn’t any point in wearing anything overly sexy as it was all coming off as soon as I got to the room anyway. He said we’d have a glass of wine and smoke a joint to relax and then he’d give me a massage to get my body ready. He said my body would relax and after 20 minutes of playing with it I would be ready down there and dilate for him. He promised to be gentle, that it wasn’t really brutal. Omg was I excited. My high beams had been on all day and they ached and I’d been wet all day too.

I put on jeans, no panties, a tank top, a sweater and no socks. It was nice out anyway that night. I grabbed my purse and out the door I went. Now the nervousness really hit me. I mean bad. I wasn’t fearful, just nervous, I had the shakes even. Then I took two wrong turns and finally had to go the long way even though I knew how to get there. I was nervous and annoyed at my driving screw ups. I parked and headed in.

He’d sent an email with the room number 417 so I got in the elevator in the lobby and headed up. I don’t know why I thought people were looking at me. I guess we all have that paranoia when we’re doing something we don’t want anyone to know about, dunno, maybe it’s just me.

I walked down the carpeted hall and found the room and knocked, my heart feeling like it was coming out of my chest. All my sexual urges were dampened by pure nervous adrenaline now. A tall old man with silver hair just around the edges of his bald head and glasses opened the door and smiled.

“Oh my god you are so beautiful Alice” He said. We lied about our names.

“Come in, get in here girl!” “You are really stunning!” He said.

He was a very warm person. Very charming in his own way. I surveyed  the room as I sat on the couch, him in the plush chair across from me. The bed was huge and he had massage oils and candles going on the night table beside it. He poured me a glass of wine and we made small talk for a couple of minutes as I tried to loosen up. He thanked me for the experience on the phone that night.

I sipped my wine as he spoke softly about what was to come. It all seemed surreal, like I was in  a dream state. He was very well spoken and precise in his details and speech as to why we were there and exactly how he had things planned for me. He was very reassuring and comforting and I felt more at ease by the minute with him.

He picked a rolled joint off the coffee table and lit it as he talked, took a puff and then passed it to me. He got up and began turning the lights down asking if I minded, I said no. The room was now bathed in a dim amber light. The room looked like a big plush living room with a beautiful big bed against the far wall. It was really nice.

I puffed on the joint and handed it back. I was already feeling it and relaxing, I mean really relaxing. I didn’t really have any nervousness now. I was in that place between everything, between any feeling. That’s how I get when I smoke a joint. The next place after that is horny and uninhibited. It was just then in the conversation that he mentioned that. I didn’t know it had that affect on others too, I though it was just me.

We talked for a few more minutes and laughed about a few things said on the phone during the week. I drank my wine as he put the roach in the ashtray. He went over to the bed and put some towels down and asked if I was ready willing and able and then chuckled and gave me a wink.

I stood up and took my sweater off. I was high as a kite. It had been awhile and it really hit me like a wall when I stood up. I wasn’t really scared anymore. My body was on fire and my high beams were poking through my tank top. I pulled it over my head and my breasts bounced free. I unzipped my jeans and pulled them down and kicked them off. There I was completely naked in front of a complete stranger about to get massaged and fisted and I couldn’t be further from where I’d been in my sex life just one year ago.

Jerry told me what a beautiful body I had and motioned for me to lay on my tummy on the bed. I lay down and felt his big warm oiled hands touch my back and I shuddered. He poured more oil on me and rubbed it in slowly, his hands were so warm. Long slow smooth strokes is how he started. It felt heavenly. He went up to my neck and shoulders and back down. He made his way to my ass and gently kneaded my cheeks and then down my thighs, legs and the bottoms of my feet. I shuddered again as he made his way up. I was so wet I could feel myself leaking.

He worked on the whole back of me for a good ten minutes, he really knew what he was doing, I was like rubber I was so relaxed. He told me to roll over. He poured warm oil on my belly and breasts and down each thigh and then began running his big hands over my thighs and belly ever so gently, but pressing harder down my thighs and on the inside but never yet touching my spot. he went down my legs and to my feet again and then back up to my thighs, then my belly and breasts. He went around my breasts the first time. He went up to my neck and shoulders and then on the way down a big hand covered each breast, massaging them, getting my nipples between his fingers and gently squeezing them as I gasped. I was breathing really heavy now and my hips were moving, they do that when I’m that turned on and my nipples are pinched or pulled, or sucked on.

Jerry whispered that he thought I was ready. I was soaked down there. I think anyone could have driven a Mack truck in there at that point. I could hear him putting on a surgical glove as we had agreed. He gently spread my legs and then began to gently open me up, sliding his gloved fingers up and down my wet slit. Jolts were going through me and I jerked hard every time he rubbed my clit. I Whimpered that I was going to cum and he said that was fine. He told me to play with my nipples for him. I massaged my breasts and pulled and twisted my nipples as he inserted 2 fingers and kept his thumb on my swollen clit.

He fucked me with his fingers and rubbed my clit while I played with my breasts and then I came instantly,  screaming and bucking like I had never done before. As I was cumming….(.I was actually hardly able to breath it was so intense) he reach up inside and pressed a spot and I started to squirt……oh my fucking god. I can’t even describe how that felt, it was like an orgasm inside my orgasm. I was twitching and crying and gushing like a faucet. It was so intense and lasted for so long. It came out in 3 big streams. It was so intense I can’t even describe it. Just one slow stream after another, three times, me screaming and hardly able to breathe. I wondered if someone would be banging on the door, I was that loud,  and then was hit by all my micro orgasms after, just twitching for the longest time as I lay there and him telling me how beautiful I was and how it was common for a woman that aroused to squirt. I’d never squirted like that before.

I was laying there so weak and catching my breath when he told me it was time. He got on his knees between my legs and spread my knees wide. He slid three fingers in, then four, then began to push gently as I took a deep breath. I could feel myself giving way to his big hand. I grabbed the headboard behind me and hung on as he pushed further into me. He gently whispered for me to relax, he was almost there. He began to push again, stretching me as I breathed heavy and gasped. It hurt a bit but it was more of a full feeling, like I was being filled up inside my belly down there. Now he closed his hand and his whole fist was inside me. I was breathing heavy but still relaxed. I was really stretched down there. I’m not big to begin with and he had big hands. This was the ultimate position of vulnerability for me and power for him. I was so turned on again and knew I was going to cum again soon and told him so. I played with my nipples and as he slowly fucked me with his fist. I don’t even remember what I was saying but I was delirious and mumbling and gasping and crying all at the same time as he slowly fucked me with his closed fist.

I was really moving my hips now and getting close to an orgasm again when he did something we did not agree on or talk about. I saw his head going down between my legs and would have said no except I didn’t care at that point. I remember I really began to whimper and cry out when he started sucking my clit hard while twisting his fist inside me. That was it, I was gone. I came so hard I thought I broke something. I screamed and wailed so loud I’m sure the whole building heard. My whole body was shaking and shuddering as wave after wave of pure pleasure flowed through me. I sobbed and cried as he continued twisting his fist inside me and sucked hard on my swollen clit. The waves just kept coming and I kept cumming. I’ve never cum for that long. I thought I was going to die. Then I blacked out completely. I came to with tears coming down my face as he pulled his hand out, the waves subsiding, each one getting smaller . He said I gushed that one too, I don’t remember that part though. I lay there for the longest time not able to move. Actually, I laid there for so long Jerry went and watched tv…..lol. He brought me a glass of water a while later and then helped me to the bathroom. I had a pee and a long hot shower, dried off, put my clothes on in the living room, had a glass of wine and then got a cab home. I couldn’t even drive. I can tell you I was sore all the next week. Those were the most powerful orgasms I ever had. I don’t know how to top that.

I checked in with Carrie when I got home and said I was too tired to talk and had a great sleep that night.

Sunday she called for the details of my date and I gave her a lame date story which she didn’t buy, saying that I sounded to exhausted for nothing to have happened.

I’ll never tell!

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