I should probably call this "Potpourri," or something, but I'm drained and I can't think of a title for this entry. Maybe I should just have blogged without titles like some people do. But I chose to use titles.
This isn't going to be long. I'm out of material for right now, so unless some drama develops I would imagine that Christmas will be the next time I'll have anything exciting to talk about. But who knows? Maybe something with James and Sveta. Maybe something with Kate. The possibilities are endless. Just right now they don't seem to be doing anything possibility-wise, so I'm stuck with nothing to talk about.
Actually, I can talk about a few things. First, I was thinking that I'd really like to try pissing while I was being fucked up the ass. I've seen some hentai like that, but I'd like to try it. I investigated the possibilities with a dildo earlier today, but I don't know how the positions would work. I mean, it's almost impossible to get a cock up your butt while you're sitting on his lap facing him, and sitting facing away seems like it would be hard to piss into the toilet unless it was a big one. I'd probably get pee all over his legs, and unless that was the point, I can't see it being pleasant for him.
I tried it with the dildo in my ass, sitting on the toilet and pissing, and it felt nice, but I don't see that being possible, which is too bad. Maybe a toilet you have to squat over, and then I could squat and he could come up behind me and fuck my ass from behind while I peed. That might work, but I don't know where I could find a toilet like that. So it would probably have to just be in the shower. I think standing up might be nice, but I could also do it on my knees, and if the guy was willing, maybe I could ride him and piss on his stomach. I really wish I had a partner who was into watersports in an adventurous way, like my sister would be if she were a guy. Sheri, I mean. Mike will do watersports but he's not really into them. It's more a deviation for him than a routine.
How about guys? I've never seen a gay porno where one guy was pissing and another guy was fucking his ass. It would be easier to do, since guys can pee standing up. Anyone in readerland done something like that? Or like any of this? Tell me how it went.
Second (on the list of things I can talk about) I should tell the story of how Sheri and I tried out anal fisting. She keeps telling me to tell her stories to you all, and this is one that's safe.
She was getting ready to graduate high school and we wouldn't be seeing as much of each other, and we spent most of our free time thinking up things to do with each other that we'd never done before. Actually, she spent her time thinking them up and talking me into it. And I'm pretty sure some of the stuff she'd done before but wanted me to try. Like I said, lots of stuff with Sheri. We decided that we'd try anal fisting next, because she'd seen it in pictures and really thought it looked sexy. She'd never done it before, give or receive, and I obviously was still an anal-fisting newbie, so finally she talked me into it with promises that it would feel like I was being fucked by the largest dick in the world.
I'd done some fisting of the pussy, and like I mentioned long ago I didn't dislike it, and I was going through a phase where I was really enjoying large cocks. She said she'd go first, so I could see it was no big deal. We washed out well a few times with warm water and then lubed up in the bathroom in case anything accidentally happened. Sheri had had an accident once being fucked in the ass with a monster cock, larger than I think I would have taken up my butt. The guy didn't care, but Sheri knows I don't like scat so we were careful.
It took me half an hour to work up to my fingers and I still couldn't quite get my thumb in. Sheri was moaning and gasping and cumming alternately, but every time I tried to fit the whole hand in she screamed and shook her head and I had to back off. I hope the rest of the family wasn't sitting outside the door listening, because they might have gotten the wrong idea. We would have told them, of course, because we weren't ashamed, but still, having them sitting out there thinking things would have been embarrassing.
Finally after a lot of coaxing and lube and pressure my full fist popped in, like the head of a cock only much larger, and Sheri was in tears, panting and straining. We let it sink in for a minute or two (or five, it was tough) and then she wanted me to twist it, to curl my fingers in and out, just do something. I tried to be gentle but in the end she had to ask me to pull out and she collapsed on the floor. I washed my hand, which wasn't disgusting but did have some mess on it.
Sheri claimed it was terrific, but I wasn't buying it and I told her I didn't want to do it. But Sheri can be very persuasive when she wants to be, so finally just to shut her up I think I bent over the side of the tub and let her start working.
My ass was and probably still is tighter than hers, so she had trouble getting more than three fingers in, let alone the thumb. It hurt a little, I won't lie, and although all the attention was pleasant I felt really tight and it was hard to relax. It took her a much longer time to work up to all four fingers, and we nearly ran out of lube by the time she announced that she was going to try the thumb. I couldn't stand the tightness and I shook my head, and she asked me if I had cum yet. I think she was counting on an orgasm to loosen me up.
When I gasped, "No," she stared licking the base of my pubis, then diddling my clit with her free hand and driving me crazy. It was hard to forget about her fingers in my ass but she managed to make me, and I came hard from the pressure. Once she felt the spasms hit, she jammed her whole hand in. That's the first time I ever came to a screeching halt. It was like my orgasm just died halfway through. I think I screamed. I know it hurt. A lot.
I came to a short while later feeling constipated through the haze, and then realizing that my sister's fist was squarely in my ass and clenching and gasping and trying to escape. She petted my back and shushed me, told me it would be okay. I don't think she wanted to let me go without getting an orgasm with her fist in my ass. I was panicky and panting and clenching and just miserable, but finally she calmed me down and I told her to pull out because I was going to be ill. She didn't pull out, but she did start to stroke my pussy and even though I was really unpleasantly full in my ass, I was finally able to relax and let her start fooling around a little. I could feel her knuckles inside me, spreading me wide open, and I could feel my anus clasped around her wrist like a bracelet. I wish now that I had photos.
I don't think it was that she was worse at being fisted than I was, I think it was more that she was better at giving it than I was. I let her talk me into it, keep me doing it, and so I got over the discomfort, whereas I didn't work hard enough when I was fisting her. I felt a little bad once the pleasure started building and I realized that it wasn't all bad, and when I came with her fist twisting slowly in my ass, I felt guilty.
But after she pulled out, I felt like I had just shit a brick, literally. And my ass didn't clench up again. I had no trouble shitting for the next week, and I had to be careful because I might leak a little if I wasn't. So I stopped feeling bad about not continuing with Sheri, because frankly, she didn't have any problems, at least not that I could see. Her ass was better at it than mine. I admit, I was a little jealous. But I've never wanted to be fisted in the ass again. I even keep down the size of toys that I use on my butt.
Please, give me something to talk about. I'm nice, I write back. Lexinaughtygirly(AT)gmail.com is the place to write to.
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