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Start Fist 9 by FeldFisting story 9
by Feld

Having found a website called AdultToys-R-Us I was going through it in my
eternal quest for new toys. I kept checking back to one toy that was begining
to look irresistible. Although expensive I could imagine the possibilities. It
consisted of a hollow rubber shaft, in various lengths and thicknesses that
could be inflated with a squeeze bulb to some rather significant diameters.
They had an adjustment valve to bleed off air, and another valve to seal in the
air and remove the hose. Justifying costs as just so many times to the movies,
I decided to order two models. Both were three inches thick when deflated but
could be inflated to a whopping twelve inches. Now I did know I had
limitations, and that I would not be able to take anything that big, but the
thought did stir my imagination. I bought one that was seven inches long and
one that was 18 inches. Thank God for DHL for both my mouths were watering in
anticipation and they arrived within five days.
I mean, I know it's ridiculous but I was having trouble deciding on which one to
use first. There was something very attractive about being able to shove the
entire thing inside me and then inflate it, but oh, the length of the other one.
I could feel it inside of me before I even got the box open. The long one also
came with a heavyduty sleeve that could slide over the dildo to prevent
inflation so
you could inflate just half of it. This could be real interesting. Well
obviously the bigger the better, so I started with the longer one.
I started making my preparations, spreading out the rubber sheet with the
flannel coating, washing everything off, just getting all things ready. I was
having difficulty calming down, so after taking my shower I poured myself a
glass of wine and went out to the back
deck naked and stretched out on a lounge chair. I let the sun warm me as I
sipped my wine and let my thoughts wander over the possibilities. I visualized
the long black rubber shaft sliding inside my pussy, picturing in my mind my
vaginal lips and inners walls spreading and stretching as I pumped the inflation
bulb. I could mentally feel myself being spread open with each squeeze. My
hands were wandering over my body, stroking my skin and plucking at my nipples
until they slid down between my legs to caress my moistening vagina and stroke
my erect clit. I enjoyed the sensual feeling of being naked outdoors, my legs
spread, a gentle breeze wafting over me, stirring my hair. I knew I was ready
when my ass and pussy muscles were clenching involuntarily to the mental rhythms
of my minds images. Slowly I got to my feet and wandered out into the yard, not
letting the images go, but delaying the moment when my new toy would start to
enter me. I was now visible to any of my neighbors who cared to look, not just
Val and Jane, and this added to my excitement. My thighs were now now well
wetted with my lubrication and the heady erotic intoxication of exposure had my
heart beating faster. Allowing myself the luxury of anticipation I moved
indoors and up my stairs, feeling and hearing my thighs slide slickly past each
other.
I laid down on my bed, my tight ass cheeks sliding across the soft cotton,
causing them to spread apart with my movement. I picked up the dildo, cradling
it between my breasts, letting my skin warm it. Slowly I drew the head down my
body, both hands grasped around it, marveling at the length that was exposed.
My body shuddered momentairily as it brushed across my clit, my stomach jerked,
I was ready. I needed to be filled, my body not complete until my abdomen
bulged with the thick dildo spreading me apart, knowing I had taken a thickness
that stretched my openings to the fullest.
Although I had much larger things inside of me than the now three inch thick
dildo, I had always started out with smaller things, working my way up. There
was a satisfying pressure against my pussy as I rubbed the thick head against my
weeping vagina until it was thick with my juice. Pressing the heels of my feet
down on the base to secure it in place I pushed my body against the head,
feeling it trying to open me up. I worked my hips around, getting the right
angle for penetration, spreading my elongated lips with my hands. There, that
was it, it started to slide in, spreading me, the familiar surge of excitement
moving through me as it entered, sliding smoothly now into me, penetrating
deeply until it pressed against my cervix. Letting it rest in place I gathered
myself together, letting the excitement build towards this new experience before
taking up the squeeze bulb. Fsssst...one experimental squeeze of the bulb
and.....nothing. A second squeeze.....oh yes I felt something. Faster and
faster I squeezed the bulb as I felt it expanding. It was now over four inches
across and starting to exert some decent pressure on the walls of my vagina.
More squeezing as the dildo pressed harder against my inner walls. It was
approacing five inches now and I stopped to let my pussy catch up, let my
muscles adjust to the stretching. Relaxing and taking a few deep breaths I
started pumping again. Over five inches and I was feeling some serious
stretching. I can take more than this but it was going to fast. I wasn't
adjusting. It was nice but that was all. Something was missing.
It was the in and out motion, the repeated penetration that I needed. Just
having something big in me was stimulating, but it wasn't the HOLY FUCK, face
slamming, gotcha by the pubic hairs, ram it in me feeling that defined my
existence. I needed to feel it rip inside me, my cunt adjusting and feeling
something stretching me open, then deflating as it slid out, my pussy snapping
shut with the sudden void. I tried pulling out the partially inflated dildo but
it seemed reluctant to withdraw. Grasping it harder and pushing out as well as
I could with my full pussy, it started to slide out, finally exiting with a
scrape felt against my pubic bones. YYYeeeessss, that was it. It popped out as
my belly sunk back down. My fingers didn't come close to encircling its girth.
I stared in wonder at its fat length. Did I have this monster inside me? What
was wrong with me that I would want this in me? Was I abnormal because it took
this huge thickness to start to satisfy me? None of that mattered. It was what
really got my juices flowing, and that was enough for me. My existence was
having my pussy or ass split apart until my bones creaked, until my panting
heaving body was wracked by orgasmic explosions, until the repeated poundings
left me shaken and quivering in release.
I pushed the head against my vagina, frantic now to feel the penetration, the
stretching, the release as it entered me, but it was to big to start in. I
released the pressure a little to a more manageable thickness and once again
pressed against my pussy. Wiggling it around to the proper angle, rolling on
the head I could feel the beginnings of its journey inside me. Relaxing, I let
my pussy muscles go slack and as they loosened, that delicious thrill swept over
me that comes as it started its inward advance. Slowly I worked it in, groaning
both with the effort and the excitement. The chase was on. The target was the
orgasm. Faster I pushed it in to then pull it out. Sometimes holding it with
my hands, sometimes gripping it with my feet. Everytime my hands were free I
would give the bulb a squeeze. As it grew thicker not only did it continue to
stretch me more, sliding aginst my inner walls, but it began to press against my
upper thighs, extending the area that was in contact with the thick, slippery
rubber skin of the invading dildo. It was now thick enough that my clit was in
constant contact with it. Sometimes being drawn inside me only to be released
with the outward thrust. As more and more of my body was rubbed by the invading
monster higher grew the intensity of my lust. My clit was bouncing harder
across its irregular surface, shooting jolts of electricity surging through my
body. It was approaching six inches thick when I exploded. The force of my
orgasm folded my body as my head and shoulders shot up in a vain attempt to
relieve the insanity of release. I flopped back down on the bed, my back
arching, my hips thrusting up, my arms stretching to hold the dildo in me, then
my back straightening as my legs folded up, while all the while I kept pounding
myself. As my orgasm passed I yanked the now unberable fullness from between my
legs and attempted to soothe the burning with gentle strokes on my leaking
vagina.
As intensive as my orgasm was, with an unused toy next to me waiting to be used,
I knew it was only a preliminary orgasm. After calming down a little I, perhaps
unconsciously, noticed my ass was rolling around in the puddle of pussy juice
left there by my last cum. It felt so sensual as I ground my butt cheeks into
the sheet. I arched my back and rolled to each side in attempt to coat myself
as thoroughly as possible. Spinning over onto my stomach I pushed my crotch
into my wetness, trying to hump the mattress while my hand slid back to stroke
my buns and work my juices into my skin. My fingers moved between my ass cleft,
pausing at my anus, making sure it was lubricated, then finally sliding inside
me. I ground my pussy harder into my bed as I probed my ass with a second
finger. I stretched harder, reaching behind me and working more fingers into my
ass, probing deeper. I flipped onto my back once more, rubbing my fingers into
my sodden pubic hair, wetting them fully, before pulling my knees up and
reaching behind me, sunk my fingers once more into my ass. I rolled over onto
my side to provide better access for my probing fingers, feeling my anus opening
more as my fingers sunk inside to the upper knuckles. My other hand stroked my
clit, occasionally grabbing it and shaking it between thumb and forefinger, then
releasing it to slide my hand down into my pussy. My fingers were rubbing
against each through the membrane separating my two holes. Once again my pussy
was leaking as my juices spilled over my hand to drip onto the bed. My body
began rocking with greater intensity as I tried to meet my mounting lust. I
wanted both my hands inside me, plunging deeply, and my frustration at not being
able to added to my inceasingly loud moaning.
Totally aroused, really getting into the rhythms of my lust, I reached for the
shorter of the two inflatable dildos. Rolling onto my back I pulled my legs up
and reached around them with the dildo. Swirling it in my juice I rubbed the
shaft over my anus. My pussy clenched in sympathy with the movement of the
dildo against my ass. I pressed harder against myself as I drew the shaft back
and forth, sawing it across my anus, delaying the time of penetration, rubbing
my forearm against my clit. Revelling in the intensity of my erotic feelings.
I couldn't wait any longer and positioning the head against my asshole moved it
around, searching for the proper angle to insert it. I pushed my asshole out,
then relaxed, seeking to help allow entry. Ooohhhh........it began to enter.
Three, four, five inches in, slowly now, enjoy the sensations, let myself feel
the stretch of my anus, luxuriate in the sensuality of this wide and wicked
object penetrating me. It was all the way in and my anal ring closed over the
end. There was a delicious feeling of fullness as the end pushed against the
back of my ass, creating the slight discomfort that told me I was close to being
completely filled, anything more would start some serious stretching out.
The head, deep inside me, was past the opening into my intestines, lodged
solidly in place. I laid there for a moment enjoying the feeling, then
tentatively gave the bulb a squeeze. That was nice, a slight expansion, the
pressure intensifying, but very pleasant. More squeezes, more pressure, more
pleasure. How big was it? I had to know. There was only a little fitting
where the hose connected and it was difficult to get a grip but I pulled as best
I could. Slight outward movement but it was not coming out. I pushed out as if
taking a shit while pulling and I felt it start to slide out. There was very
little give to the thickness and I was really being stretched. My asshole felt
as if it was made of wood, very unyielding and having difficulty adjusting to
the significantly increased diameter. But it was coming out. I stopped when it
was half way out, feeling myself painfully stretched, accepting that, letting my
ass grow accustomed to the thickness. Another push and it was out. Whhoooaaaa,
it was thick. I could hardly accept mentally that my asshole could take
something this thick, especially this rapidly. I was proud of myself, wondering
how many people could take something this thick.
I needed it back inside me, and I wanted to see how much more I could take, and
I wanted to feel the fullness. My mind was pointed in one direction, to fill my
ass, to get the sensual feeling to continue. The more there was the more erotic
it became to me. Letting myself rest my asshole, I temporarily sated my need by
masturbating my clit and massaging my vulva. As the pleasure washed over me I
again took up the dildo, determined to get it inside with out releasing any air.
Pushing hard against my anus I wiggled against it. forcing my ass to open as it
finally started to slide back in. Although the pleasure being stretched like
this gave me was intense, I really had no choice, I had to be filled up, I had
to have more. Once my asshole closed over the end I began to inflate it again.
I wanted to pump it up as fast as possible but instead I squeezed the bulb
slowly, luxuriating in the slow expansion of my rectum. Slowly I pumped as it
grew inside me, way beyond the point where I could get it out without deflating
it. As it expanded, so did my stomach. I had no real way of telling how thick
it had become, but my belly was inflating rather sizeably. Instead of creating
a single bulge or long ridge like bulge produced by fisting, this was a broad
expansion of my entire belly. My anus was now opening as my rectum was
expanded. My vagina was beginning to become a flat horizontal opening instead
of a vertical slit between my legs. I could only work a few fingers into my
pussy as my insides were mashed together. The discomfort was becoming serious
but I couldn't stop. I squeezed the bulb a few more times, watching my belly
grow very slightly with each squeeze.
I struggled to my feet to view myself in the full length mirror. My once
somewhat flat stomach was now protruding as if I was in the first months of
pregnancy. The thin hose ending with the bulb dangled from between my legs. I
turned in all directions viewing myself in wonder. I had never seen myself
like this before and frankly found my round shape to be erotic. I had battled
my weight all my life and was currently the weight I wanted to be. This though
did not look like me when I was overweight. This was a person who was ripe and
fertile. Someone who had a sensual look about them. I reached between my legs,
grabbing the bulb and squeezed some more. My belly grew further, expanding into
a later stage of pregnancy. I bent over and peered between my legs. My anus
was now stretched open about three inches and my pussy lips were flattened tight
against the intruding dildo. I had always enjoyed walking around with
something inside me but this was like nothing I had experienced before. With my
ass gaping so openly there was a peculiar erotic feel. As I pranced around I
felt so open, and oddly loose. It was a strange feeling to be so full, yet
nothing was keeping my asshole open except the pressure inside.
I wanted to be in public, to walk around with my asshole gaping open and no one
knowing that. To experience this erotic feeling in public, yet in secrecy. I
was certainly feeling stretched, yet it wasn't like an enema where at some point
you have no control. I felt secure, that I wasn't going to explode at any
moment. As I moved around I had to sort of waddle a little, but that was only
natural in a seemingly pregnant state. I closed off the valve at the base of
the dildo and removed the hose and squeeze bulb. The discomfort level was
acceptable as was the state of eroticism, but to be sure I strapped on my
remotely controlled butterfly, centering it directly on my clit. Pressing the
activation button it vibrated against my clit and seemed to echo the vibrations
throughout my hollow abdomen, intensifying the sensations. I froze in panic at
the intensity of the vibration I felt. If I had the nerve to use the butterfly
in public I was going to be one orgasming broad. Pulling on a light, fairly
short dress I viewed my reflection in the mirror. I was one sexy looking slut.
My belly stretched the thin fabric and the hem was pulled even higher. With my
tousled hair, short dress, and huge belly I looked like a pregnant hooker on the
prowl. Dropping the remote butterfly contol and the hose and bulb into my bag I
struggled into my car, my dress around my waist, my anus pulled open and I drove
over to the local mall.
Slowly making my way across the parking lot something seemed missing. Finally I
realized that usually when doing this I was leaking juices down my thighs and
now I was dry. Nothing was going to escape my vagina as compressed as it was.
I paraded down the mall, tempted to go in to a shoestore and flash my gapping
hole to some clerk, imaging what her reaction would be. I was also tempted to
switch on the butterfly, but couldn't summon up the courage to do that. Until I
saw the perfect woman stroll by. She was medium height, shoulder length hair
and had the attitude. I love the right attitude and this woman had it. She
looked like she knew exactly what she wanted and frequently she wanted sex.
Just a quick look at her was enough to make me plunge my hand into my purse and
flick on the butterfly vibrator. OH MY GOD......my knees almost buckled it was
so intense. I loved the secrecy of knowing what was inside me without anyone
else knowing, but now I knew my secret had to be evident to anyone passing by.
Trying to supress the rapidly beating heart rate, the gasping breaths, the
unreleased moans, I still had to be advertising that I was near to orgasming.
It felt like a sign was etched across my face "GETTING READY TO CUM". Fighting
the desire to switch it off before I burst I made it to a chair and with some
difficulty collapsed into it. I started to rock back and forth as vibrations
seared through my body. My legs were crossed in an attempt to have some
control. My hem was raised near the tops of my thighs. I was nearing an orgasm
while surrounded by unconcerned people passing by. The public location only
added to the eroticism. I wanted to throw myself back in the chair and thrust
my legs out wide and scream myself into a mind blowing release. I could only
try and hide what was going on inside me. I rocked more vigorously, refusing to
stop the insanity of my own making. As I climbed higher towards an orgasm that
seemed impossible to attain a lady bend over me to ask if I was alright. I
flashed her a ghastly smile and gasped that it was only some cramping, that I
would be fine. She looked at me uncertainly but walked away. With unexpected
suddeness it hit me. My inside churned, my hugely stretched rectum vainly tried
to tighten, my equally stretched vagina and womb tried to spasm and contract
with my orgasm. They couldn't, all I could do was ride it out, peaking, but too
horribly stretched out to go over the edge. All my surroundings faded into the
background as I concentrated on my release. Unconscious of the mass of people
swirling around me I could only continue to rock back and forth, mouth open,
gasping. Again and again I surged, my hands gipping the chair when they should
by attacking my clit, rubbing frantically against my body to send me over. I
wanted to laugh at the knowledge that I alone was aware of my exultation.
Slowly it passed and I regained myself, my breathing slowing, my dress clinging
to my damp skin. I rested there, marvelling at the experience. It was one of
the wierder orgasm I'd ever had.
I sat there for quite some time until some semblance of normalcy returned,
watching the people walk by letting my body cool down, loving this expanded
fullness. Not understanding how neither the opening into my pussy or into my
rectum was stretched in the fashion that was so familiar to me, yet this other
form of stretching was also highly erotic. I found, as always, that I became a
glutton over any new experience. I wanted more already, but decided this time I
had better go home for my release. The tingling feeling of arousal was just
starting and I decided to take a slow walk through the rest of the mall to get
me really going again, then head home. Just to see what it would be like I
switched the butterfly back on and staggered to my feet when I heard my name
called out. Looking up I saw Jane heading towards me with an unbelieving look
on her face. I was overjoyed to see her and when she came up to me I threw my
arms around her her and kissed her deeply. My lips pressed against hers as I
forced my tongued inside her mouth. I was aware this time of all the people
around me and I didn't care. I felt so open and free to be deeply kissing her
in such a public place. She struggled against me, finally pushing me away and
staring at my distorted body. What is going on she asked. I quickly filled her
in on what was inside me, and that the trembling she felt was the vibrations of
the butterfly. She looked at me like I was an idiot, then laughed. Oh it was
so good to see her. The butterfly beginning to be irratating I switched it off
as she hugged me and laughed into my face, then she returned my kiss. We stood
there kissing, letting people stare, not caring. Finally breaking it off she
took my arm and we walked out of the mall, pausing every so often to renew our
love. She led me to her car and there was an expectant look in her eyes. In
the back of my mind a thought crept in, how was I going to get in and inflate
both of these at the same time.
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Start Fist 9a by FeldFisting story 9a
by Feld
Jane and I had sort of a tug-of-war contest going on as we went out to the car.
Both of us wanted to drive home but we didn't want to let go of each other
either. Jane won, mainly because she is ten times stonger than me and also as
I was hampered by my swollen belly, which was beginning to be a little much to
walk around with. We continued to hold each other as we walked, occasionally
stopping to kiss, with Jane running her hands over my expanded stomach. We
almost felt like an expectant husband and wife couple. Truthfully at this point
I would love to have had Jane's baby, if such a thing were possible. I was
growing more attached to her and I loved the feeling of falling in love, of
being interested in everything about her, of wanting to spend all my time with
her, her arms around me, touching her. I loved studying her, finding little
things about her that I hadn't noticed before and delighting in each new
discovery. Best of all she felt the same way.
We laughed and petted each other more as we got closer to her car. We couldn't
drive separately back home and waste all that time apart. Our hands and lips
were all over each other, unable to get enough. Finally reaching her car I
climbed awkwardly in and immediately pulled up my short dress to release a
little of the air in the dildo. That was better. I left it partially inflated,
enough to feel full, but not with so much discomfort. We giggled on the way
home about going places with her posing as a husband and me as her pregnant
wife. I got her to promise to show me how to shave the hair off my knees which
I never seemed able to get when I shaved my legs, and I would teach her how to
dance. I managed to be all over her on the drive back. I had forgotten that
she still had the remote for the butterfly dildo until she zapped me with that.
It was beginning to seem like a stun gun in that she exercised a lot of control
over me with it. A great feeling.
We got home and I was in desperate need of a bath, wanted to get the dildo out
of me and wanted to wash Jane down. We stripped our clothes off frantically and
headed for the bathroom. Although I wasn't as swollen as before, there was
still a noticeable bulge in my abdomen and it was as sexy as ever. Clinging to
each other we got into the tub and Jane knelt down to release the air from the
dildo. It was quite a sight to watch my belly deflate as the air rushed out. I
hadn't thought about this, but when it deflated it allowed the juices that had
built up in my vagina to gush out and spew over Jane, a fantastic site. She
turned the water on to fill the tub, then stood up to rub her slick body over
mine. We stood there, the water slowly filling around our feet, kissing each
other, my hands cupping and kneading her hard butt. Our breasts pushing
together, the feel of her hard nipples scraping against me, her fingers running
over my back, then up to my head and pressing my face into hers.
I got her to lie down in the tub, and shutting the water off began to wash her
off. My back was against the end of the tub with her sholders between my legs
and her head resting on my stomach. I raised her head and gently washed her
hair, letting the lather build as it squished through my fingers. Working my
fingers through her hair I massaged in the soap, alternately holding her head
up, then pressing it back down, her neck rubbing my clit. Taking handfuls of
water, letting it flow over her hair, I rinsed her off. Taking up the bar soap
I stroked her upper body, gliding my hands over her soft, warm skin. Sometimes
barely touching her, sometimes working my fingers hard into her. Impossibly her
nipples seemed to grow even harder under my pulling and squeezing. Our
breathing deepened, my heart beating harder. As I washed her chest I would
pause with my hand over her heart, feeling it pound against my palm. She sat up
so I could wash her back, sudsing it down then working the soap in with my body
pressing against hers, sliding my chest and stomach against her back, my arms
wrapped around her, holding her tight. My fingers dueling with her nipples,
sliding down her flat stomach and dipping towards her vulva, carressing her,
feeling her clit tighten, her thighs tense as my fingertips entered her. Her
breathing grew more labored as I stroked her pussy, cupping and pulling her
vaginal lips, rubbing the heel of my hand against her clit. I worked my fingers
faster, squeezing her body tighter, as she began to moan with the approach of
her orgasm. Her own fingers joined mine, pressing me into her with one hand
while she rubbed her clit. Her hand was a blur as it rode across her pelvis,
just above her clit. All my fingertips were inside her, my thumbs pressing down
on her flying hand. She was rocking back and forth against me, trying to arch
her back, her legs tightening and squeezing. With one long moan she plunged
into her orgasm, her pussy gripping and releasing my fingers. I thrilled to
feel that interior band of muscle grabbing my hands, her stomach muscles rigid
and hard against my forearms, her legs shaking with her release. I slipped my
fingers from her as she quieted down and wrapped my arms around her, calming
her, rocking her gently, nuzzling my cheek against her hair, whispering to her,
letting her know I loved her and she was safe.
After some wonderous unknown length of time as she slumped against me, she
disengaged my arms, turned around and with an unconcealed grin, kissed me. She
pushed me back down into the now cooler water and proceeded to wash my body as
well as quickly resoaping herself. Pulling the plug on the drain she took up
the hose shower nozzle and rinsed herself, then me, in the hard spray, playing
the jets across our body. She gave particular attention to my crotch and the
tingle of the spray was beginning to work its magic when her sister Val burst in
the room. She had a big smile on her face telling us that she knew something
was going on when she saw our clothes strewn down the hall. She stopped,
reached down and picked up the inflatable dildo from the floor and looked at us
with raised eyebrows. Jane told her what we had been up to, and how I had
looked with it inflated inside me. Val told us how envious she was, then tossing
the dildo to me, smiled and said when we were finished to come down and she
would make some drinks.
Jane resumed massaging me with the spray as I spread my legs as best I could,
feeling the water prickle my pussy and tingle on my clit. My vagina started its
customary quivering as I became aroused, the pulsing jets of water stroking me,
exciting me. My eyes popped open wide and my body shuddered when she thrust the
nozzle inside my pussy. The sensation was overwhelming and I grabbed at her
hand to pull it out of me. She blocked my hands and held it inside me as my
body thrashed around, responding to the intense sensations as warm water flooded
into me. My vagina quickly filled with the pressure and the excess water poured
out. This was like no douche I'd ever had. Jane pushed the nozzle in until her
hand was pressed hard against the entrance to my pussy, blocking off the
outpouring of water. I sensed, rather than felt, water trickle through my
cervix and into my womb. I felt it though when, with a rush, the water pressure
built up and flooded deep inside with a huge gush. Very rapidly my stomach
expanded, once again bulging out in false pregnancy. Jane turned the water off
and slid the nozzle through her fingers, keeping me plugged as best she could.
Very little water leaked out and tentatively she removed her hand, checking to
see if I could hold it in. By bearing down I was able to keep it inside of me,
actually without having to use as much effort as I would have if it were an
enema. It was however making me feel rather warm and my skin was a nice rosy
color with a sheen of perspiration over it.
We went downstairs, me waddling down the steps, while Jane made rude comments
about my body. We went out to their back deck where Val was waiting with a
drinks tray and nothing covering her wonderously petite body. She whooped in
delight when she saw me, exclaiming how I looked six months pregnant. She saw
the same rounded sensuousness in my body that I saw and ran over to stroke my
round belly. It gave a satisfyingly pregnant THUNK when she tapped it and she
couldn't stop caressing it. It was a wonderful feeling having her hands on me
and when Jane came up from behind and reached her arms around me to join with
her sister in fondling me, I was complete. Val dropped to her knees, and
forcing her face into my crotch, began to tongue my clit. I wasn't going to
take this for very long so broke off and staggered over to a lounge and got down
on my hands and knees. At this point Val assumed that I was filled with the
inflatable dildo. I didn't want her too close to my pussy and risk losing all
this water, so presented my butt to her. She knelt behind me and draping
herself over me, pressing her breasts against my butt cheeks, kissed me over my
back. As she moved down my back, pulling her body away as her mouth moved lower
down, Jane began urging her on with suggestive comments. I think Jane was
hoping I would spray her sister with a release of water, but it all felt to good
to me to do that. Val's hands were massaging my ass cheeks as her tongue
approached my anus. Jane was stoking my clitoris lightly and I was growing
flushed from more than just the warm water. It was another wierd sensation. I
couldn't relax all that much or I would loose the water, yet I was becoming more
excited. When Val's tongue tickled against my asshole I almost lost it.
She kept tonguing, kissing and nipping at my opening and I was pushing against
her face. My breathing becoming more ragged, my body tensing in lust now,
easily holding in all that water. My anus was still loose from the earlier
expansion I had forced on it. Val opened her mouth wide, and forcing herself
against my ass plunged her tongue inside me. I gasped as I felt her enter me,
her tongue a live wiggling object. In reflex my ass clenched against her tiny
invasion, momentarily forcing it out. She squealed in protest then quickly
forced it back in as I relaxed as best as I could. Over and over her tongue
flickered in, wetting my anal area thoroughly. She slid her tongue out and
lapped my ass cleft as she slid two, then three, then four fingers through my
anal sphincter. I was bucking against their ministrations, Jane still stroking
my clit and Val all over my ass. Despite all of Val's licking I had to protest
the dryness of my asshole as Val attempted to work her entire hand in. Jane
quickly grabbed a bottle of Grenadine from the drinks tray (a syrup that I don't
see how anyone can tolerate) and doused my ass and Vals hand. In she went, her
hand curling into a fist inside me. My stomach hung low below my body and all
that water sloshed loudly inside of me. As I bucked back against them more
forcefully in my increasing lust, the weight of water moving around inside me
jostled my organs around. Val's fingers opened slightly as she searched for my
inner sphincter, once finding it she began to slide her fingers through. She
wiggled her fingers and corkscrewed her hand, working deeper into my intestines.

As her entire hand slipped through, stretching open the sphincter until it
closed back around her wrist, I grunted with relief as much as from the surge of
excitement that swept over me. Once past this obstacle her arm sunk in to past
the midpoint of her forearm. She began to pump inside me, withdrawing until her
fist almost exited my anal sling, then back in. I was bracing myself with my
arms to withstand her assault when I felt her other hand sliding through the
syrup to pass through my anus. I froze, concentrating all senses on my anus,
willing myself to relax, vainly trying to ignore Jan's stroking of my clit and
the water sloshing around inside of me. Consciously all my mind registered was
the slow advance of her second hand. Feeling it spread my ass open wider, my
anal ring stretched over her fingers as the knuckles bumped their way in deeper.
I suspended my breathing as I waited.........now the back of her hand was
stretching me, her palm sliding across her forearm. Further she advanced, her
wrist passing through but without the customary relief as she pressed in deeper,
her second forearm entering me, her second set of fingertips trying to force
their way into my intestines. The added dimension of her second arm forced
pressures throughout my abdomen, I resumed my breathing, but with some
difficulty, trying to inflate my lungs against the pressure.
With both her arms into me, to just below the elbow, I was gasping for breath,
clenching against the invasion of Val's arms, clencing my pussy to keep the
volume of water inside, pushing against Janes fingers manipulating my clit.
Despite all that was lodged in me I felt so open. I began to visualize my anus
gaping open, stretching and spreading as Val started to be sucked inside me. I
wanted her body inside mine. I was growing insane with lust, fearing I was
going to lose any control that remained. Jane was rolling my stomach around, my
organs shaking and shifting from the sloshing water. Val's arms, fists locked
together, were hammering me. Inhuman grunts and snorts were expelled from my
mouth and shot from my nostrils. Every muscle I had was locked in tension as I
fought for release. BAMMMM my orgasm broke through, I wailed with a mind
blowing keening sound, expressing the primeval release of lust in one long loud
bellow of sound. My pussy spasmed in release, the pent up water shooting from
me, my juices diluted in the two gallons that had swollen my belly, stored in my
uterus and vagina.
In the background, as if from a great distance, I could hear Val screeching as
she was pounded by the jets of water I expelled. Jane desperately held me,
trying to control my tossing body. Finally Val, probably in fear of drowning,
pulled back, withdrawing her arms. As the outflow of water slowed to a trickle,
my orgasm subsided, my body miraculously resuming its normal shape. I knelt
there trembling, my heart rate slowing, my pounding blood flow slowing, my
breathing easing, returning to normal. All the time Jane holding me, Val in the
background chanting .......... No Way, No Way..........NO WAY. Finally she
said.........NOOOO WAAAYYY, NO ONE CAN CUM THAT MUCH!!!. It wasn't the right
time, it probably wasn't even funny, but when I realized that she thought that
all the liquid I had shot over her was my pussy juice, I couldn't help it. I
roared with laughter, Jane joining in. Val stared at us blankly, having no idea
what was so funny. Finally, weakly we told her what had happened. She didn't
see the humor. She just looked at us, her hair soaked, water still running off
her, not sure how stupid we were. She never did see the humor in the situation,
but in any case had to go shower as she was leaving to visit her parents.
Jane and I laid out there a long time, sipping wine, holding each other,
sometimes kissing each other lightly, not talking. For the first time that
night I actually spent the night sleeping with Jane. I was so satisfied as next
morning I watched her eating the breakfast I had made for her.
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Great day with Jane, did nothing much but enjoyed doing it. Val came back about
the time Jane was leaving for a prior committment and we decided to make an
evening of it. Although it was pretty warm out, the hot tub seemed to be the
thing so we climbed in. There is something about a jacuzzi that is so sensual.
The water is warm and relaxing, the swirling between your legs, the gentle
rocking of your breasts, getting the right position that lets the jets of water
caress your pussy, and of course Val. She was her usual elfin self, full of
life and going after it with a grin on her face.
It wasn't long before she glided across the tub, sliding herself between my
outstretched legs. Holding herself in place by wrapping her arms around me she
plunged her head into the hot water and started lapping at my nipples. I had to
smile when every so often her head would burst from the water, she would suck in
a great shuddering breath, and then dive back under. She did this a half dozen
times before finally staying above the water, her face beaming, shining redly
from the hot water. She drew her petite body up mine, floating above me as our
lips sought each others. We kissed deeply and passionately until we were forced
from the water by a combination of the water temperature and the heat of our
passion.
The air was refreshingly cool as we climbed out of the hot tub and dried each
other off. I loved her tiny perfect body, the way her skin glistened and shone,
radiating an internal heat that was released by her in the form of her impish
antics. After refreshing our drinks I stretched out on the lounge chair with
Val sitting on the edge of the chair while we chatted. She began to stroke my
thigh in an absentminded fashion as we talked. I was hardly aware of her touch
at first. As we continued to chat I became more aware of it, although she
seemed not to realize that she was even touching me. She continued to prattle
on as I listened to her with lessening interest. My thoughts grew more focused
on her hand as it stroked me. Her fingers mostly just grazed across my skin,
sometimes giving my thigh a gentle squeeze, then moving on. Slowly she stroked
over a larger area, her hand moving up to the tops of my inner thigh, then
sliding away. I began to loose all interest in her voice, instead just laying
there, centering on her touch. My breathing quickened ever so slightly as her
fingertips just brushed my pubic hair. I began to catch my breath everytime she
neared my crotch, her fingers now moving into my bush, now dipping between my
outspread thighs, one finger ever so lightly touching my lips.
I noticed my stomach rising and falling more quickly, even though I was trying
to remain relaxed. Her fingers fluttered momentairily on my vulva, then were
gone, her voice hypnotizing me as her hand stimulated me. I was having
increasing difficulty in lying still, and when her hand passed over my pussy
lips, pausing for a second, pressing her fingertips against the opening to my
vagina, my body jerked in response to her stimulation. She seemed not to notice
my movement, her voice still echoing in the background of my mind. Her touching
gradually became more insistent, her fingerings more intent. I was now holding
tightly onto the lounge, my breathing shallow and rapid, my pussy growing
wetter. As one leg was pressed against her I opened the other further, silently
pleading with her to touch me harder. My ass was squirming on the lounge, any
attempt to remain still impossible against the sensousness of her caresses. Her
hand squeezed my thigh firmly as she stroked me, running her fingers harder
against my vulva and when she withdrew them, they were shiny from my leaking
pussy.
It was becoming next to impossible not to join her fingers with mine, not to
caress my erect clit. But I laid there as still as I could, delighting in the
sexual torment, awaiting with delicious anticipation her entrance into my
vagina. Still she teased me, refusing to give me what I craved, the penetration
I needed to satisfy my lust. I was leaking more and more, her fingers wetter as
soft quiet moans escaped from me. I started to press against her hand as it
stroked my pussy, trying to get her inside me, lifting myself off the chair as I
pushed. My mind was screaming my need, how could she not go inside? could she
not hear my silent screams? I was going out of my mind. Not able to withstand
the urgency of my want any longer, aloud, I begged her to enter me and grabbed
her hand rubbing it forcefully against my pussy. She took her free hand and
stroked my breasts, caressed my face, smoothed my hair to comfort me as my body
cried for satisfaction. The hand I held against myself was withdrawn from my
grasp then placed lightly atop my clit, softly brushing against it. Electricity
crackled through my body as she vainly tried to soothe me with one hand while
igniting me with the other.
Finally, just as I almost began screaming in anguish, her fingertips parted my
vaginal lips and entered me. Even then the entrance was merely a tantalizing
touch, a teasing probe that consisted of the slightest push, then retreating.
As she entered me again I pushed my body down, forcing her in deeper, relishing
in the spreading of my lips around her fingers. Relenting her unmerciful
teasing she pushed into me as I laid back, allowing the sensations of her entry
to wash through me. Her hand parted my lips, spreading that muscle just inside,
riding up over her knuckles. I tried to squeeze her hand with my cuntal walls,
grabbing for all the stimulation I could. The relief of feeling myself
spreading open against her slow penetration was heavenly compared with torment
of lust I had been going through. She brought her other hand down to flick
lightly across my clit, sending a shudder through me everytime she touched it.
Her hand slid into me, my vagina sliding across the back of her hand, clasping
at the heel of her hand, to grip lightly around her wrist. Not giving me time
to relax I could feel her form her hand into a fist and start to withdraw it.
Even then her small hand caused no discomfort as I opened up to allow passage of
her fist. As soon as she was withdrawn she clasped both her hands together in a
gesture of supplication and pushed the tips of her fingers back in. There was a
wonderful feeling of my body yielding to her penetration as her fingers pushed
in, then the bump as her joined thumbs entered as well. Again that lovely
sliding of her hands entering, mushrooming my vaginal lips around her invasion.
Once again she made a fist as soon as she had her hands fully inside me. She
drew one hand into a fist and wrapped her other hand around it, creating the
largest mass inside me that she could. The feel of her movements were
fantastic, my vaginal walls bulging in different directions as she formed her
double fist. I placed my hand over the bulge her fists created on my stomach,
catching my breath when I felt the motions inside my vagina.
Slowly she began to work her fists out, my pussy lips dragging out with her
hands, not willing to give up the fullness inside of me. As she pulled harder
my whole cunt was bulging out and I had to brace myself with my feet to prevent
being slid down the chair. She began to twist her hands back and forth,
screwing them out of me. With a suddeness that collapsed my stomach and jarred
my being, her hands popped out. Immediately she began to push back inside.
This time my pussy was trying to absorb a blunt mass instead of the tapered
insertion of her fingers. My cunt pressed in but did not yield to her attack.
It felt as if she was trying to push a stool inside me, something I could have
sat on, not taken inside me. Trying different angles of attack, in one heart
stopping moment she gained a foothold against my resistance. I froze in
anticipation, begging her to continue, not wanting her to lose the advance she
had made. Slowly, she went in, stretching me wide, my vaginal ring protesting
at the slow penetration, needing her inside so it could relax to a more
manageable dimension. I was thrilling at the combination of eroticism caused by
her penetration and the discomfort that being stretched so widely was causing.
A rush, and she was in, utter relief that it was over, yet a feeling of victory
that I took that blunt mass.
Without giving me a chance to rest she began screwing her fists back out,
pausing at the widest point then pushing back in. I couldn't catch my breath as
she increased the speed of her fucking. My vaginal ring would stretch further
and further as she pulled out until I thought I was at my limit, then as the
greatest diameter passed and I felt relief, she was pushing back in, whipsawing
my cunt into a lather. Periodically spurts of my juice would escape,
splattering her chest as she sat between my legs. The battering I was
undergoing was driving me wild. My soft moans had become deep grunts of passion
coupled with the air being forced from my lungs each time she plunged back in.
Suddenly she paused on an in stroke, then quickly and smoothly pushed her fists
all the way to the back of my vagina. I lurched up in shock, her forearms
entering me, her arms scraping against my thighs, pushing flesh apart. I
grabbed my stomach, feeling her hands, a load groan exploding from me as she
penetrated so deeply. She stopped with her hands deep, waiting. I pleaded with
her to continue, to punch her way in and out, to fuck me hard, but she waited as
I laid back down. Then slowly, imperceptibly she spread he arms. At first it
was pleasant, but not what I wanted, not what I needed. Then it began to
seriously stretch me, the gap between her arms growing wider. My pussy
stretching, protesting against the spreading of her arms, the breeze entering my
vagina through the space, cooling me. She began to shake her arms inside me, my
belly jiggling with her efforts, stimulating, replacing the discomfort with
pleasure. She began to withdraw from me with her arms spread, her palms
separated, a gigantic phallus leaving my body.
Once again she began her fucking, this time with the increased width,
penetrating deeply with each thrust. My body began to shake in passion, my
stomach rippling with her massive advance, my skin moving up and down in concert
with her movements. I had both hands spread over my belly, delighting in the
feel of hands inside me. I was nearing my explosion, my mouth dry from my fast,
heavy, labored breaths. I was almost there when her hands were ripped from my
body. I panicked, I grabbed at my crotch, deperately seeking release. She
reached over and grabbed the wine bottle, knocking my hands aside, working the
blunt end several inches into me, jiggling it, turning it, forcing my clit to
adjust in passion with her manipulations of the bottle. This was harder than
her hands. Although I missed the irregularity of her fists entering me there
was something very stimulating about being stretched around such a hard object.
She thrust deeper, the fingers holding the bottle bumping against my entrance,
then yielding to the pressure as her fingers entered me alongside the bottle.
Her fingers as unyielding as the bottle, a jolt every time another set of her
knuckles entered me, some slight softening as my cunt was stretched over the
back of her hand, the stretching continuing as her arm started to enter, I was
full, at my limit, I was in heaven. Ever so slowly she began to back out, my
mind centered on my stretched and screaming pussy, my tightly stretched pussy
feeling every irregularity as it passed across me, my clit rubbing against the
bottle as it was pulled in and out of my vagina with her fucking. Another in
stroke, this time even wider, her other hand also with a grip on the wine bottle
beginning to enter. I told her to stop, I could not take anymore, she had
reached my limit, but the words didn't come out, I laid there, shaking, unable
to stop her, unable to accept any limits, feeling myself opened wider. I
visualized her hands entering me then her arms, head, shoulders, her entire body
sucked inside me, fucking from within. I was lost as both hands encircled the
wine bottle and started deeply into me. My thighs were forced apart by the
width of the intrusion. The bulge in my stomach, marking her advance, spread
almost across my entire abdomen. It looke as if a slow moving wave was
advancing under my skin.
It took both hands to feel that massive bulge spreading up my body. My clit was
scraping against the bottle as it entered, it was too much. My hard, long rigid
clit was doubled over, sucked inside me, that most vulnerable of spots, the base
of my clit was being pressed and rubbed with an enormous intensity. I exploded,
the orgasm starting at the top of my head and washing down my body in waves of
passion. It was a mental and physical release. I could see the passion
displayed on my body as it rolled and shook with my tremors, my eyes rolling
back, as I began to faint, the noisy squishing sounds made by my pussy growing
dim, Vals grunts of exertion caused by the effort she was making in forcing this
mass into me were fading. I toyed on the edge of passing out when the shock of
her withdrawl brought me back to the present. I was in the midst of a monstrous
orgasm and she was pulling out. My spasming pussy grasped at her arms, vainly
trying to keep her inside of me, but the width of my hole was too far stretched,
I could not exert enough force to hold her in, and my pussy just churned vainly
against her. As she withdrew her hands and the bottle, my cunt clenched at air,
the gaping maw that was my pussy fluttered in air, unable to close and unable to
bite against anything. Even the force and abundance of my juices ejecting from
inside of me were nothing compared to the cavern that was my cunt. Her face was
at the entrance to my vagina, trying to stare into the great hole that marked
the entrance to my body, but the juices poured out in a torrent that blinded
her, yet that flood of juice was only a trickle compared to the opening of my
pussy. She lowered her head and tried to stop the flow but my juices spewed out
around her skull. shooting out in all directions to rain down on us.
She pushed her head against my vulva, rotating it, shoving it ruthlessly against
my crotch. She grabbed my enormously distended cunt lips and pulled them aside.
I wanted her inside. I wanted to be fucked by Val, not a dildo, not her fists
and arms, but by her. I screamed at her to fuck me, SHOVE YOUR HEAD IN
ME....CLIMB INSIDE MY BODY......FUCK MEEEEEEEE......... I wanted her inside me,
I wanted to give birth to her, I knew no bounds, long ago past rational thought,
my only existence was to satisfy my need. My need to be fucked until I was torn
into shreds, until all things were absent from my life except the incredible
stretching and penetration of my cunt. I was a cunt, my body consisted of a
hole, and it had to be filled.
She pulled hard on my lips, her head forcing its way in, my hole opening up,
expanding, riding up over her head, her hair burning against my cunt. A head
was entering my cunt, a head was going inside me, another human was entering me.
I shut down, I was a hole, a cunt, nothing more. My clit, purple, hard, rigid,
was drawn inside. My anus, flattened into a long flat opening began to be drawn
inside. My world stopped, its center my cunt, I was nothing more than a vagina
and that vagina began to orgasm. From a great distance, hypnotically, I
experienced my orgasm, watching myself convulse, not feeling, not participating,
just watching, when with a rush, a comet speeding directly towards me, it
slammed into me until I was a pure mental state of intense sexual pleasure.
Pleasure radiated from me and into me, a pure energy essence that was nothing
but the release of sexual energy. I was there, existing as pleasure, travelling
through space, soaring through the universe, whipping past stars as I exploded
with pleasure. On and on I sped in a great journey around the universe, not
feeling Val inside me, not knowing where I was, just this cosmic blossom that
bloomed with light that illuminated the heavens. I knew that someday she had
withdrawn her head, my pussy open, exposed, available to the world, I just
didn't know when or how.
Too much?
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[vaquero]

Wiii! Great long story, THANK YOU!

[Guest zeese]

Thank you for your efforts! I love these Feld-stories!

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