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Tuesday, February 9, 2021

Fisting

Fisting is not for everyone and maybe not even for many here, but there are three excellent ways to enjoy "fisting" and one is to just look at pictures of it (so if you want to keep your hands clean, your butt tight, and still get to enjoy some penetration scenes, enjoy the pics!). The other two require more effort either in doing a little pushing, or bending and accepting a backdoor visitor. Before getting into my own limited experience, let me offer this non-wiki article: ( click for fisting information) 

Today's post will  be illustrated with a collection of F/f fistings.......which I think may be more appealing than using men.

My experience with fisting consists of one young lady a long time ago who offered to do it and then reneged at the last minute. I was clearly disappointed but not overly upset. Later an opportunity came up with that same BBW Domme I was casually playing with who also was the person who took me to that dungeon party. (Guy feet)

She was quite a lot of fun in general but our few differing views were clearly not conducive to anything more than what we were doing. (We even had some pretty make-it-or break-it arguments, but weathered them.....I think mostly because each of us was eager to "play" and therefore willing to compromise.) Anyway, our fisting adventure was fairly short but very intense. 

To make things easier for this 'first time', besides the obligatory thorough cleansing with multiple enemas, I also inserted the infamous "Mr. Squid" before driving over to her place. (To see the "squid" in action and the result to my rear, see the Featured Post going back to one of the Jackass July dares.) So when it came time to get down to business, but my Top and I were very well prepared. The squid did about half of her work for her and when her large, latex-gloved and well-lubed hand began to push into me, she was able to get about half to 2/3rds in  right from the start.

Mr. Squid

From there it took a team effort. Fisting requires cooperation. It is not the brutal hand rape to some willing slave screaming in agony. She hand to read me and not go too fast. I had to work to accept her  hand. Where the insertion of some small dildo in the bottom of a beginner may require little more than relaxation to allow it to slide in, a fisting requires a more active approach. It plays out more little like a reverse birth, only here the need for a combination of relaxing and pushing enables a large object  to enter rather than exit. The biggest difference is pain. 

A different 'team effort'.

Some say that insertions should not hurt. Well, let's amend that. As any spanking enthusiast with back problems knows, there are different kinds of 'hurt'. A feeling of stretching to a point of a burning tearing should be regarded as a strong warning to back off. Damage to a tight orifice from a large intrusion is a dangerous possibility and pain is your body's way of avoiding that. But to say that the extreme stretching necessary to accommodate a hand is without discomfort is a bit naive too.

For me it wasn't too bad. My Top warned me when the largest part of her hand reached my anus and told me that she could feel the increased resistance. She had no desire to just push harder. (This is what I mean by not just shoving and tearing but working together.) She sounded a little concerned. Being a large woman, her admission to me before we agreed to try this was that few men into fisting and with experience, would submit to her due to her size. She was no petite waif with a doll-like hand. Now we were at a point where she felt her size might prevent completion of the adventure we seemed SO CLOSE to achieving. But I was confident and determined. So we took a little break, her hand still in me to that point. And I let my anus get more accustomed to the current stretch before going further. It is a technique I learned from years of anal training with insertibles. 

After a bit, we psyched each other up, and strove for the finish line. Instead of pushing into me, she merely held firm and let ME swallow her up. This way I could control the pace as my body became ready. It worked, as more of her hand disappeared into me. She would tell me of the progress she could see and feel and I would use that to gauge my efforts. Ultimately she informed me, with a bit of optimistic excitement, of just how close we now were. This helped since I was feeling that if there was a lot more widening necessary, maybe I could NOT do this. Now I felt like one more concentrated effort could achieve it. 

Although you can only see a portion of the fister's face, I find it cute.

Another break, another bit of mutual pep talk, and then we agreed that this time I would push against her and she would push against me, with the hope that her hand would win out over the tiny bit of resistance left.....and do so without damage. We launched our cooperative battle of hand versus anus, and at the peak of my strain to accept her, she just slid inside. Instant relief. Her wrist was not small but still a far cry from the apex of her duck-imitating fingers and hand. 

We celebrated our achievement, and then the fun started. Now safely inside me, she was free to experiment. Alternating between opening her hand, making a fist, pushing in, pulling back, she provided a thrill ride of submission. When she balled her hand and gently pulled back, I realized my situation most fully. Up until now we had been a team, but now that partnership dissolved into the dynamic we were more accustomed to: Top & bottom. I was totally at her mercy. 

I love the expressions here. Posed or not, that impaled young lady is as much at the mercy of that brunette as I was. And those are the looks of  "oh my! She's really got me!" and "Oh yeah, I got you!"

We talk about F/m spankings in terms of men having to consent because they are physically able to resist or run away. I was now in a situation where while unrestrained, I had no means to escape. Without her cooperation, I would remain impaled. I barely accepted her minimized hand into me, so if she maximized it by making a true fist, I was stuck.  And while I knew she would not harm me, she could. The impalement rendered me a submissive mushball. 

Once she had explored the variations available, she resumed the fist position and slowly fucked me. But while her pace was mercifully slow and sensual, her range accentuated her dominance and my submission. I felt her push high into me and then pull back until she was prevented from further withdrawal by my constricted rectum, only to repeat the process over and over. (One thing she told me she enjoyed tremendously was how tightly my rectum was squeezing her wrist and arm. ) For me, the sensation of her fist gliding up my insides coupled with, and was magnified by, the feel of her wrist and arm sliding through the gateway of my bottom. Unlike a dildo or penis, an arm is not evenly cylindrical. It tapers towards the wrist and widens towards the elbow, so a fuck-stroke provides more than friction. My anus would be stroked and stretched on the in-push, and stroked but relaxed on the out-pull. Talk about a profound ass-fuck! Talk about subspace!

Feeling subby and Toppy.

Eventually, she ran out of ideas, and it was time to withdraw her hand.  This too requires cooperation. Pulling out can do as much damage as going in. The easiest method may sound a little gross but accurate: the Top slowly withdraws, but basically lets the sub expel the hand like doing a massive poop. This provides yet another good reason for a thorough cleaning beforehand. I can't imaging what would happen if there was anything in me besides her hand. 

And that was that. Out she popped and we both were relieved that there was no blood or signs of any damage. Was my bottom tender? You bet! But not in any unpleasant way. We cleaned up and moved on to other things. Our follow-up talk of feedback, reaction, and evaluation provided an excess of evidence for mutual success. 

My only regret over 'fisting' is that it is unlikely I will get to do this again. Rosa is a bit averse to things like this. Even our use of insertibles is done by command. On occasion she will do some pegging but even that requires a certain mood from her. But, no one can take my one fisting adventure away from me, and I will never forget it.

   

14 comments:

  1. One issue I'm always curious about -- does such extreme stretching result in any long-term problems with the sphincter. It's kind of designed to close tight to keep things in, and relax only slightly to let things out.

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    1. Great question and like any serious query the answer is rarely just 'yes' or 'no'. It's a matter of degree. The following purely anecdotal and I never met the person, and for all I know he could be lying, but one sub addicted to anal stuff said he used to wear a large butt-plug on a daily, daylong basis, and claimed that after years of doing this he became incontinent without one. So, is it possible? Perhaps. But it would have to be extreme, consistent stretching with no opportunity for tightening up.

      I can speak for myself. I have been doing anal insertion for decades. And you've seen the squid. I am not incontinent, I have not suffered any anal issues. My colonoscopies are as normal as anyone else's. But....am I more 'relaxed' back there than someone who has never engaged in such things?...definitely. Medical procedures back there are no nightmare for me.

      So, I am inclined to look at it like any muscular issue.....and the sphincter IS a muscle. Muscles can expand and have amazing abilities to contract. If I don't use plugs for a while, I can't just use my largest the first time back out. I have to retrain a bit. Now for me that retraining isn't as bad as it was when I trained for the first time, but it does show that things have a tendency to go back to normal...or close enough TO normal to not be a medical issue. It's a little like childbirth I think....and a babies head is WAY bigger than a fist. LOL

      That said, I have seen EXTREME insertion pictures that I can't verify as true or photoshopped fakes, but some seem crazy to me. And based on the various sizes of what they sell as anal insertibles I would have to say that I am in the middle of the pack. I admit I can handle more than a lot who prefer candle-sized intruders, but I am also not capable or interested in accommodating some 4 to 5" diameter intruder. And given what I've done, like I said.....no problems here.

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  2. I'm gonna skip this discussion ... I can't even look at the pics... my brain just goes 'ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww' :)

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    1. Fair enough. I (metaphorically) throw a lot of pasta at the refrigerator door and not once has all of it stuck. ;-)

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  3. I had a friend who loved vaginal fisting- but in comparison that now sounds easier.

    I'm an anal wimp in the sense that I need lots of lube and more reapplying. Considering my size I envision myself as a puppet in these situations. Lol.

    Anyway, here's to your magnificent adventure and cherished memories of it. I do cherish certain activities and memories that have made me feel the deepest depths of submission. Some things I'm certain others would scratch there head at. Even B thinks I romanticize some - what does he know? Lol.

    willie

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  4. *their. I hate when you mistype and your phone decides to 'help'

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    1. Vaginal fisting is not an option for me. So I kind of have to go an alternate route. LOL

      As for you, I am sure body size is a factor. But everyone should enjoy what they enjoy. I agree with you on celebrating the victories. Hell, we have failures enough. LOL

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  5. Because I had to have vaginal reconstruction surgery, a hysterectomy, and bladder reconstruction in 1999, anything entering me MUST be within a certain length and width or it's a no-go.

    When it comes to anal fisting, I'm more of a giver, not a receiver, and when it came to Shilo, I would usually wait until I had put him in to subspace BEFORE starting insertion.

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  6. Also, on picture number 5, I see her expression as "Who the fuck invited YOU to take a picture?!" But we tend to see what we want to see.

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    1. You said once that it was better to give than receive.

      Funny observation on #5, but I'm sticking with my take. Besides these are obviously models so the cameraman should be no surprise. What it feels like to be fisted however, might be more shocking. ;-)

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  7. I do enjoy some anal play including plugs and pegging with what I considered to be large objects butnotas big as the squid so fisting is probably not for me

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    1. Everyone should follow their inclinations on stuff like this. And remember, I have only been fisted once and the squid is not a daily thing either. As I've gotten older, I feel less eager for extreme penetration. But once in a while it's still fun.

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  8. THank you for sharing this very exciting adventure. I don't think i ever will engage in such an activity as it's not my thing, but i always enjoy reading about and learning about other people's adventures!

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    1. Thanks. It was memorable. And I too like reading other true accounts of adventures I myself may never partake in.

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