A little about us… We've been married about a year, I'm 27, and he's 35. I'm about 5'6", 132lbs with "C" breasts and a flat stomach. He's about 6'0", 190 lbs, muscular and with some sexy hair on his chest and very strong arms. I was pretty young, between 10 and 12, and I didn’t know what I was doing. It involved a pillow. I was basically dry-humping a pillow. My mum walked in. It was under covers but she knew. She. Knew.’

Water gushes down Barb’s legs, through the grate beneath her. She wails with every straining push, shitting the enema out, her asshole straining and squeezing in surges. Very few people are going to be able to take a fist without first training their ass. And unless you’ve got a very patient and enthusiastic partner, you’re probably going to need to invest in a suitable toy. If you’ve never been fisted (or fisted someone) before, you might think it’s not for you. Or that you have to be some sort of superhuman or freak to enjoy it. That couldn’t be further from the truth. When I was 18, at a house party. He asked me if I’d like to go out for some air. At this point, I had no idea what going out for air meant. He just pushed his face into mine and frankly, it was awful. But he’s now gay so I feel like it’s all worked out for the best.’ Inside the soft silicone nozzle cover is a metal mechanism: a pear of anguish, its petals spreading into a flower the size of my fist if I were to open it all the way. The nozzle bulges open at its very tip, not the base, spreading wide at the top of her vaginal canal and plugging it shut.Now we’ve refreshed your memory of that essential info, we need to talk about the fist part of fisting. For starters, let’s dispel some myths: it’s rare that you’ll start out with a full-blown fist (like what you would use to punch someone). Velina," he moaned, running the fat pad of his finger around and around the sensitive torus of his little sister's cervix. Finding the tiny divot in the center, he circled it again and again, just the way he knew she liked it.

I found myself looking at him and wondering how good a kisser he was??? I wondered if he would make a pass or not? I wondered what he thought of me? And then dismissed those thoughts as I thought of my husband sitting at the bar…… and watching. I glanced over in his direction and saw him smiling at me. On Facebook chat, he was just like, this isn’t working. I got finished on Facebook chat. Minute of silence for me please.’ Anal fisting can lead to tearing in the anus or rectum, but in most instances these injuries will heal on their own. However, be sure to stop immediately if you feel pain and seek medical attention if you experience significant bleeding or bleeding that lasts for more than an hour. Safer sex fisting measuresBrittney (name changed) was my favorite babysitter when I was a kid. I was, give or take around 13. She babysat for me and my sister at least once a month, and she babysat us at least twice before I got up the nerve to tie her up. When I stop the tap and disconnect the nozzle, Barb keeps screaming. Her asshole spasms around the plug, but she’s too tight to leak. Her flat little belly is bloated out from all the water.

I glanced over at my husband as we walked out the door and he started walking out at about the same time. We went our way to his car … The plan was for my husband to follow us and I would make out with him in the parking lot giving my husband a chance to get up to the apartment first. Are you looking for the100 steamiest hottest Explicit, Intense and Forbidden erotic stories around?If a Bottom knows he has a huge coccyx, he should instruct the Top on the best entry methods to ensure his anal canal doesn't get torn during a session. First-time lesbian romanceThreesome encountersHardcore BDSM storiesBi-sexual encountersMassive orgy scenesTaboo and Tantric SexGangbangs scenesSwingers BDSM, Blowjobs, Spanking, Rough, Virgins, Interracial And so much, much more!!! Fiction Writing | Blog Writing | Creative Writing | Essay Writing | Letter Writing | Poetry Writing | Technical Writing | Story Writing If you enjoy this issue and want to know the resolution to the Colleen Wing kidnapping I definitely suggest reading further issues in this first Iron Fist solo series. Finally I pull the hose from her throat. Barb instantly vomits, water spewing out her open mouth. Again-- another frothy, choking gush down her tits, her swollen stomach. Then she’s gurgling, gasping through the ring gag. She hangs there from her wrists, pinned on the wooden horse, just struggling to breathe.

Before the game began though I needed supplies. I don’t remember if we had any rope, so I used some scotch tape I had found in my dad's study. No it wasn’t the greatest, but it had to do. Note: if you’ve read my previous story about my aunt, this was before I started using shoe laces. And..." I look up with dread, realizing she hasn't finished yet. "You have to play it off like it's been a great time after every time you babysit me. You convince them to go out again, and I won't tell... Simple as that." Fisting Notes Regarding the Descending Colon• Rapid movement at post elbow depths can present a danger to Bottoms; the Top should proceed with caution.I was 11 and I didn’t know what a period was. I cried because I thought I was dying and then thought I was pregnant. Cried to my mum and told her what happened. She hugged me, congratulated me on being a woman and then promptly called all the females in my family. When I came home from school that day, my brother had found out and was discovered sat on the bathroom floor crying whilst looking at pictures of me as a small child.’ I was 13 and it was on Wandsworth Common where everyone used to go and just get really drunk. Some creepy guy dragged me off and I swear, his tongue explored my face in its entirety. S C A R R E D.’ I kissed a friend at a house party because we wanted to make two of our male friends kiss. We kissed but they didn’t so we were pissed. Also, one time in Market Bar, someone was aggressively trying it on with me and I told me and my friend were in a lesbian relationship. He told me to prove it and frankly, I don’t like being called a liar. Sparks flew.’ Velina whimpered and moaned, shuddering with pre-orgasmic delight. There was no indication of any discomfort from her whatsoever now. The magic had worked, turning all the pain receptors into pleasure ones. "H-harder," she begged. "M-More! F-force it open... please... big brother..." a condition where the rectum slips out of the body, exposing the dark red tissue of the lower GI tract, there are no documented cases or studies that state fisting causes incontinence later in life.