I’m a married woman, 23, who loves being fisted, double fisted, and jerked off inside of. Our most recent discovery was that we can fit my husband’s Fleshlight insert all the way inside me and then let him fuck it: It’s our new favorite way to have sex (I like to pretend it’s some kind of alien parasite that lives off semen).
We enjoy the occasional swing, mostly me being used by other men, but once I got to watch Mr. S fuck another lady while a friend fucked me. I wasn’t enjoying my partner too much, but when I saw what my husband was doing to his partner, I had one of my strongest orgasms that night.
I don’t think we’re exactly sub/dom (I’m not entirely sure what the variations etc. are). I prefer him on top, choking me, manipulating my leg positions and flipping me over for different positions. The last time we had a threesome, if the guys took their eyes off me I’d try to escape (crawl away) and dear god it was hot when they dragged me back and held me down for my next fisting.
My ultimate goal is to be stretched till my vagina just sags open. My husband loves the fact that he can hardly feel me as we fuck. I’ve got 9 vaginal piercings, one joystick through my clit hood, and eight that I intend to gauge up and someday fit my fingers through so that I can tug on my labia, stretching and spreading them apart. I also have my nipples and belly button pierced, though I only anticipate gauging my nipples… maybe.
I also have a surrogacy/birthing fetish. We have one pet child, and it’s pretty well behaved, but we don’t need more… Except that I can’t get the thought of being full of squirming, writhing, kicking life out of my head. I miss my swollen belly, the uncertainty of what was inside me (I liked pretending it was an alien) as it wriggled and stretched my body. Most of our hospital visit wasn’t super fun, but the one thing I can’t get out of my head, was the exact moment the baby shot out of me. My taught round belly suddenly deflated and went soft like a soft, squishy water balloon. It might not sound sexy, but I was pretty blown away by the experience. I couldn’t stop playing with my suddenly deflated belly. I desperately want to feel that sudden suction as a baby slides out of me (I orgasm pretty hard if a toy falls out of me quickly, or if my husband jerks his fist out of me suddenly).
Mr. S and I are both huge Dragonfly fans and enjoy other similar erotica. We also enjoy writing so I’m writing and preparing a few stories for the web myself. I’m really lucky to have an editor like my husband- there’s no way I’d be able to catch all my weird little mistakes.
I edit my own videos, so they take quite a while to come out, since I use my limited free time (which I split with learning web design/programming… Y’know, in case I ever want to build a site for my hobby).
Maybe I should also mention that I’m a feedee. I’m not an active gainer, but I realize that my fetish and his love of larger women, might tip the scales in that direction (sorry, I love puns and bad jokes). I recently discovered some food allergies and I started losing a lot of weight. To keep from losing weight, I add slimfast to my coffee, and we’ve been indulging far more often in overeating recently, so I’m at least not losing now. It’s really weird, I was bulimic as a kid, but when I saw that I’d lost that weight… I felt really sad. I suspect my husband managed to accidently inflict some real life mindbreak on me.
