Fisted by Amelia
Last weekend we went to a play party. Amelia was in the kitchen showing off some new black latex gloves she'd recently purchased. We've never really talked before, maybe a quick hello or two at munches. I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but I was admiring her smooth shiny black hands and asked if she was looking for any boys to try her new gloves out on. Turns out she was interested. Ar was not far away and gave the ok!
It was actually about half an hour later, after someone else took her birthday spankings, with everyone gathered around to watch as is usually the case for birthday spankings. We met up again after that. She'd taken the gloves off, but she had plenty more. We talked for a minute or two, and checked in again with Arecee to make sure she was really approving. Normally I can play with almost anyone at a party, but certain "monogamy rules" apply... the main one that my thong has to stay on. Arecee can make an exception for whomever she wants, on a "this party only" or an ongoing basis. Ar has a pretty good first impression and overall feeling about Amelia (more on that later), so she confirmed we could go have fun.
I went to get the toybag and we met up again on the stairs. She said "yeah, lets talk about this", and we sat down there to negotiate the scene. I can hardly recall what exactly we talked about, but it wasn't for very long, maybe 4-5 minutes? We were both a little nervous, well, I was anyway, though moreso excited how spontaneous this all seemed... especially since our paths hadn't really crossed much even though we'd been around each other many times at munches and parties. We talked about various details, and I confessed how it really was pretty exciting to just go for it so spontaneously, not knowing quite how everything would work out. With that, she said we were done talking, and she led me down the stairs, though the main play area and to a smaller little bedroom room off to the side.
She started the scene with a really hot "top energy", a careful first-time-playing but still taking-charge attitude. There was a little more negotiation about what position would work for me. I was pretty indecisive. It only takes a little touch of assertiveness to put me in that "I'll try to do whatever you want of me" mindset. She talked about bondage. Somewhere in there, all my clothes all came off. I think when she told me to strip, but then again, maybe I took everything off without instruction. Anyway, she said she was going to explain the bondage, and feeling submissive I replied she could just do it to me. With that, she commanded me onto the bed, ass up in the air and reaching between by spread legs to grab my feet. She used ropes from her toybag to tie my wrists to my ankles, keeping me in that position pretty well, ass propped up and exposed.
As she was tying my wrists and ankles together, most of the time leaning close over me, I couldn't help but feel how naked I was. I strip to nothing but my thong at almost every party, and usually in a much more visible main area where everyone can see me, so from a logical point of view this doesn't seem like it should be so different. But it was. There's something special about the thong. We later talked about this at the munch... more on that another time. Especially in this ass-up-in-the-air position, my balls and cock are dangling free, not held tightly, safely away from easy viewing. Amelia is quite an attractive woman, certainly one of the few women many people's eyes will gravitate towards in a crowd. Even with my face down pressed into the bed by this very hot but somewhat awkward position, I could feel her presence as she was on the bed so close, fiddling with the ropes going around and around my ankles and wrists. This was going to be a more much sexual scene than the usual spanking, whipping or other pain play that's my usual staple of semi-public play at a party. It's funny how different it feels. On one hand, I was definitely feel the excitement about going somewhere very special and intimate and maybe even a little unknown (Ar's the only one to ever fist me before this), yet at the same time there's not that oh-so-hot-passion of the scary "holy shit, I'm in trouble now" feeling when getting tied up by someone really evil and wicked, knowing quite well they're going to really let you have it! On the other hand, anal penetration always feels violating, even when it's gentle and nice (like Nina's demo at Kinkfest last year). I could feel Amelia over me, her presence. One thing is for sure, it takes time to do bondage, especially rope bondage, and that's plenty of time to obsess about, well, what's going to happen.
The last clear memory I have was talking about types of lube. Well, just before that she put a pillow under me, as this position was pressing my shoulders and neck down onto the bed pretty hard. Then the lube. It was thinner and warmer than the one we use at home. She asked if I had any, but no. This whole scene was so completely and utterly unplanned. There were leather cuffs and hitting toys like paddles and whips in my toybag, but no lube, gloves or other anal sex stuff. Fortunately, she was prepared.
She started with rubbing the lube outside, and then somewhere in there, just a little finger poke. I remember gasping. It's that first little penetration, not matter how little, which is so shocking. Pretty soon she had a finger in and moving around. Then maybe two fingers? It's hard to tell, and honestly, it's all a big blur now, memory-wise.
I do recall she would move and wiggle her fingers quite a lot. Well, more than I'm used to anyway. It's very intense. There were times she was really, really getting me good. Maybe it was my prostrate? Probably. Other times, it was "just" the motion, moving in and out, rocking back and forth and maybe twisting around while inside. It's so amazing. She was really going at it for a some time.
After a while, she stopped and wanted to turn me over. She'd asked a couple times if I was doing ok in this position. There was a little strain, but nothing serious. She also wanted me on my back, so we could face each other. We talked just a bit about how to achieve this, and she lifted one side as I tried to roll my weight as best I could with my hands tied.
I have absolutely no recollection of when or how she untied my wrists from my ankles. Maybe it was right then? Maybe it was later on. Really, it's all a big blur. I do recall the turning over onto my back. But even then, my body was still feeling the sensation from her fingers. Maybe it's nerve memory or something? Whatever it may be, I was on my back and she had fingers in me again, now leaning over me very closely.
There was much more motion, fingers slipping in and out, wiggling a lot. The wiggling in particular makes me clench, with makes it all that much more intense sometimes! So overwhelming. Sometimes I can seem to feel it all over my body, in my legs, back, arms. There's always the tight, anal violation feeling too, which really appeal to my masochistic side, being relentlessly penetrated.
After some time, things slowed a bit, and I could feel more size. We talked about how many fingers. Maybe she had 3 in, maybe 4? Definitely not her thumb yet, as she stroked my skin with her thumb as she told it was still outside. Soon the focus turned to putting more inside. I really wanted to take her whole hand. I really, really wanted to, much moreso than when we'd started.
It wasn't long before she got 4 fingers and her thumb in. But getting the knuckles in is always hard. It's been well over a year, maybe 2 since I've been fisted. Arecee still fucks me with her big purple strapon, at least 2-3 times a month, but we just haven't done the fisting and intense plug wearing like we used to a couple years ago (before this journal was started). So it was going to be a challenge, but I soooo wanted to get there. There's a pretty amazing connection and feeling, perhaps subtle and indescribable, when the whole hand goes in.
Easier said than done. She pressed and indeed I was tight. This was so completely unplanned. No plug wearing, no "warmup" penetration at all. Quite a lot of strong pushing was needed. At first she was a little hesitant to push so much. I remember begging "oh please don't let up on me, don't be nice" as she's start to back off. There was a lot of pressure, rather stressful pressure, but never did we cross that barrier of horrible anal pain. She was pressing really hard for some time, and at first she seems pretty surprised more was going in, getting close to her knuckles.
After a while Amelia took a break. Well, we both took a break, I suppose, and she invited me to hold her. She was sweating. She'd been working pretty hard, pressing so much, slowly forcing me open wider. We held each other for a while, for the first time for me anyway to really hold her. It was also during this break I noticed she was naked, or at least not wearing her dress anymore. Somewhere in all this, she must have untied my wrists from my ankles too, though I could hardly think of such things then. It just all happened. This was really a special moment to connect physically, in this little pause from the finger fucking action and our oh-so-focused goal of getting all the way in.
We decided to try again, to get all the way inside. The energy of the scene had changed, initially from dominance to now working together. She seemed to be having quite a bit of fun, but getting tired, and also getting past the comfort zone of "calling the shots" and now into pressing so forcefully that much more 2-way communication was absolutely necessary. Of course, I was only happy to do my part... I really, so badly wanted to get there, to let her press all the way inside.
As she tried again, Arecee joined us. Amelia seemed really glad, as they could talk and Ar could tell her from experience exactly how I was doing. More playful finger action occurred, and Arecee was fondling my penis, and soon I started getting erect. Suddenly I felt very naked again. Now I was certainly getting stiff, so that must mean I wasn't earlier? Or maybe partially? I just didn't have any idea? Ar knows me perfectly, but I wondered how Amelia might interpret my hardness now and maybe or maybe not earlier? Of course, I was feeling pretty submissive and wouldn't bring this up then, and Amelia's fingers were back in my ass, wiggling and starting to press deeper, so I probably wasn't able to compose meaningful speech even if I wanted to. But now more than ever I felt naked and on display, and if that was for better or for worse was far beyond my control by this point.
Amelia did indeed push harder, a lot harder. I begged for it harder. I begged for not letting up. Arecee encouraged her, though I can't recall for the life of me what was said. Amelia's knuckles started to go in! I felt so very stretched, yet I tried to lean my head back, breath deep and relax. I've done this before. I recall how it seemed impossible, then it happens. They talked. I heard hey say her knuckles were inside. She talked about feeling my heartbeat in her hand. Arecee said something in confirmation, a sort of bonding over feeling the same Peajay-insides :-)
I could feel her knuckles inside, just about the clear and suddenly slide in. There's a really large pressure feeling right at that last moment. She kept pressing, and I'm sad to say that's about as far as we got. I can't imagine how my better judgment returned, but the three of us were talking. Her hand was pretty much inside, she was saying her knuckles weren't visible anymore. Honestly, we'd been going at this for quite a long time, and this was getting to be about as far as I could go. How long, I still have no idea and I'll never know now. But it was a long scene. Often when I play with people, even Ar, the what is actually a pretty long scene will seem like only a few minutes, but this wasn't one of those. I could tell it'd been quite a while, even though I completely lose track of time, and the truth is I was getting sore now. Well, maybe there'd been a little soreness for some time, but it was time to stop. I really didn't want to, but I knew it was the right thing to do.
Amelia seemed very ok with stopping, and as she pulled out, it was quite apparent just how far her hand had gone in. We all laid together on the bed. Amelia and I were pretty exhausted. Arecee was tired. We held each other a while. Even this part is something of blur in my memory now, though I'm pretty sure we all stayed there for some time, but in hindsite it seems like it was only briefly.
I do recall pretty clearly wandering around the party a little later. Ar was tired and laying on a couch. Amelia was in the kitchen, sitting on the floor, with a pretty serious case of "top drop". There was another woman sitting to her left, and I came up and sat on her right side and put my arm around her. It had been a pretty intense scene, and she'd been exerting herself a lot (which in a way is really my fault for being so damn tight). I was a little concerned, but sitting quietly and holding seemed the best thing to do.
Ar was tired and needed to go home. It was getting late and a good number of people had left or were leaving the party. We'd started playing only shortly after the dungeon had opened up after the birthday spanking ceremony, so it must have been quite a while. I was a little concerned leaving her there, but she was doing a little better and a couple other people were caring for her too.
We hooked up at the munch briefly last night, and I'm happy to say we both are fine. I was a little sore for a day, but nothing serious. Sounds like we might play again, though not such a long scene. Not sure if the relaxed monogamy rule for Amelia was a one-time thing or if Arecee will make it an ongoing thing?
I was going to go on about a couple other little side topics... particularly attractiveness, but this has gotten pretty long, so another time.
It was actually about half an hour later, after someone else took her birthday spankings, with everyone gathered around to watch as is usually the case for birthday spankings. We met up again after that. She'd taken the gloves off, but she had plenty more. We talked for a minute or two, and checked in again with Arecee to make sure she was really approving. Normally I can play with almost anyone at a party, but certain "monogamy rules" apply... the main one that my thong has to stay on. Arecee can make an exception for whomever she wants, on a "this party only" or an ongoing basis. Ar has a pretty good first impression and overall feeling about Amelia (more on that later), so she confirmed we could go have fun.
I went to get the toybag and we met up again on the stairs. She said "yeah, lets talk about this", and we sat down there to negotiate the scene. I can hardly recall what exactly we talked about, but it wasn't for very long, maybe 4-5 minutes? We were both a little nervous, well, I was anyway, though moreso excited how spontaneous this all seemed... especially since our paths hadn't really crossed much even though we'd been around each other many times at munches and parties. We talked about various details, and I confessed how it really was pretty exciting to just go for it so spontaneously, not knowing quite how everything would work out. With that, she said we were done talking, and she led me down the stairs, though the main play area and to a smaller little bedroom room off to the side.
She started the scene with a really hot "top energy", a careful first-time-playing but still taking-charge attitude. There was a little more negotiation about what position would work for me. I was pretty indecisive. It only takes a little touch of assertiveness to put me in that "I'll try to do whatever you want of me" mindset. She talked about bondage. Somewhere in there, all my clothes all came off. I think when she told me to strip, but then again, maybe I took everything off without instruction. Anyway, she said she was going to explain the bondage, and feeling submissive I replied she could just do it to me. With that, she commanded me onto the bed, ass up in the air and reaching between by spread legs to grab my feet. She used ropes from her toybag to tie my wrists to my ankles, keeping me in that position pretty well, ass propped up and exposed.
As she was tying my wrists and ankles together, most of the time leaning close over me, I couldn't help but feel how naked I was. I strip to nothing but my thong at almost every party, and usually in a much more visible main area where everyone can see me, so from a logical point of view this doesn't seem like it should be so different. But it was. There's something special about the thong. We later talked about this at the munch... more on that another time. Especially in this ass-up-in-the-air position, my balls and cock are dangling free, not held tightly, safely away from easy viewing. Amelia is quite an attractive woman, certainly one of the few women many people's eyes will gravitate towards in a crowd. Even with my face down pressed into the bed by this very hot but somewhat awkward position, I could feel her presence as she was on the bed so close, fiddling with the ropes going around and around my ankles and wrists. This was going to be a more much sexual scene than the usual spanking, whipping or other pain play that's my usual staple of semi-public play at a party. It's funny how different it feels. On one hand, I was definitely feel the excitement about going somewhere very special and intimate and maybe even a little unknown (Ar's the only one to ever fist me before this), yet at the same time there's not that oh-so-hot-passion of the scary "holy shit, I'm in trouble now" feeling when getting tied up by someone really evil and wicked, knowing quite well they're going to really let you have it! On the other hand, anal penetration always feels violating, even when it's gentle and nice (like Nina's demo at Kinkfest last year). I could feel Amelia over me, her presence. One thing is for sure, it takes time to do bondage, especially rope bondage, and that's plenty of time to obsess about, well, what's going to happen.
The last clear memory I have was talking about types of lube. Well, just before that she put a pillow under me, as this position was pressing my shoulders and neck down onto the bed pretty hard. Then the lube. It was thinner and warmer than the one we use at home. She asked if I had any, but no. This whole scene was so completely and utterly unplanned. There were leather cuffs and hitting toys like paddles and whips in my toybag, but no lube, gloves or other anal sex stuff. Fortunately, she was prepared.
She started with rubbing the lube outside, and then somewhere in there, just a little finger poke. I remember gasping. It's that first little penetration, not matter how little, which is so shocking. Pretty soon she had a finger in and moving around. Then maybe two fingers? It's hard to tell, and honestly, it's all a big blur now, memory-wise.
I do recall she would move and wiggle her fingers quite a lot. Well, more than I'm used to anyway. It's very intense. There were times she was really, really getting me good. Maybe it was my prostrate? Probably. Other times, it was "just" the motion, moving in and out, rocking back and forth and maybe twisting around while inside. It's so amazing. She was really going at it for a some time.
After a while, she stopped and wanted to turn me over. She'd asked a couple times if I was doing ok in this position. There was a little strain, but nothing serious. She also wanted me on my back, so we could face each other. We talked just a bit about how to achieve this, and she lifted one side as I tried to roll my weight as best I could with my hands tied.
I have absolutely no recollection of when or how she untied my wrists from my ankles. Maybe it was right then? Maybe it was later on. Really, it's all a big blur. I do recall the turning over onto my back. But even then, my body was still feeling the sensation from her fingers. Maybe it's nerve memory or something? Whatever it may be, I was on my back and she had fingers in me again, now leaning over me very closely.
There was much more motion, fingers slipping in and out, wiggling a lot. The wiggling in particular makes me clench, with makes it all that much more intense sometimes! So overwhelming. Sometimes I can seem to feel it all over my body, in my legs, back, arms. There's always the tight, anal violation feeling too, which really appeal to my masochistic side, being relentlessly penetrated.
After some time, things slowed a bit, and I could feel more size. We talked about how many fingers. Maybe she had 3 in, maybe 4? Definitely not her thumb yet, as she stroked my skin with her thumb as she told it was still outside. Soon the focus turned to putting more inside. I really wanted to take her whole hand. I really, really wanted to, much moreso than when we'd started.
It wasn't long before she got 4 fingers and her thumb in. But getting the knuckles in is always hard. It's been well over a year, maybe 2 since I've been fisted. Arecee still fucks me with her big purple strapon, at least 2-3 times a month, but we just haven't done the fisting and intense plug wearing like we used to a couple years ago (before this journal was started). So it was going to be a challenge, but I soooo wanted to get there. There's a pretty amazing connection and feeling, perhaps subtle and indescribable, when the whole hand goes in.
Easier said than done. She pressed and indeed I was tight. This was so completely unplanned. No plug wearing, no "warmup" penetration at all. Quite a lot of strong pushing was needed. At first she was a little hesitant to push so much. I remember begging "oh please don't let up on me, don't be nice" as she's start to back off. There was a lot of pressure, rather stressful pressure, but never did we cross that barrier of horrible anal pain. She was pressing really hard for some time, and at first she seems pretty surprised more was going in, getting close to her knuckles.
After a while Amelia took a break. Well, we both took a break, I suppose, and she invited me to hold her. She was sweating. She'd been working pretty hard, pressing so much, slowly forcing me open wider. We held each other for a while, for the first time for me anyway to really hold her. It was also during this break I noticed she was naked, or at least not wearing her dress anymore. Somewhere in all this, she must have untied my wrists from my ankles too, though I could hardly think of such things then. It just all happened. This was really a special moment to connect physically, in this little pause from the finger fucking action and our oh-so-focused goal of getting all the way in.
We decided to try again, to get all the way inside. The energy of the scene had changed, initially from dominance to now working together. She seemed to be having quite a bit of fun, but getting tired, and also getting past the comfort zone of "calling the shots" and now into pressing so forcefully that much more 2-way communication was absolutely necessary. Of course, I was only happy to do my part... I really, so badly wanted to get there, to let her press all the way inside.
As she tried again, Arecee joined us. Amelia seemed really glad, as they could talk and Ar could tell her from experience exactly how I was doing. More playful finger action occurred, and Arecee was fondling my penis, and soon I started getting erect. Suddenly I felt very naked again. Now I was certainly getting stiff, so that must mean I wasn't earlier? Or maybe partially? I just didn't have any idea? Ar knows me perfectly, but I wondered how Amelia might interpret my hardness now and maybe or maybe not earlier? Of course, I was feeling pretty submissive and wouldn't bring this up then, and Amelia's fingers were back in my ass, wiggling and starting to press deeper, so I probably wasn't able to compose meaningful speech even if I wanted to. But now more than ever I felt naked and on display, and if that was for better or for worse was far beyond my control by this point.
Amelia did indeed push harder, a lot harder. I begged for it harder. I begged for not letting up. Arecee encouraged her, though I can't recall for the life of me what was said. Amelia's knuckles started to go in! I felt so very stretched, yet I tried to lean my head back, breath deep and relax. I've done this before. I recall how it seemed impossible, then it happens. They talked. I heard hey say her knuckles were inside. She talked about feeling my heartbeat in her hand. Arecee said something in confirmation, a sort of bonding over feeling the same Peajay-insides :-)
I could feel her knuckles inside, just about the clear and suddenly slide in. There's a really large pressure feeling right at that last moment. She kept pressing, and I'm sad to say that's about as far as we got. I can't imagine how my better judgment returned, but the three of us were talking. Her hand was pretty much inside, she was saying her knuckles weren't visible anymore. Honestly, we'd been going at this for quite a long time, and this was getting to be about as far as I could go. How long, I still have no idea and I'll never know now. But it was a long scene. Often when I play with people, even Ar, the what is actually a pretty long scene will seem like only a few minutes, but this wasn't one of those. I could tell it'd been quite a while, even though I completely lose track of time, and the truth is I was getting sore now. Well, maybe there'd been a little soreness for some time, but it was time to stop. I really didn't want to, but I knew it was the right thing to do.
Amelia seemed very ok with stopping, and as she pulled out, it was quite apparent just how far her hand had gone in. We all laid together on the bed. Amelia and I were pretty exhausted. Arecee was tired. We held each other a while. Even this part is something of blur in my memory now, though I'm pretty sure we all stayed there for some time, but in hindsite it seems like it was only briefly.
I do recall pretty clearly wandering around the party a little later. Ar was tired and laying on a couch. Amelia was in the kitchen, sitting on the floor, with a pretty serious case of "top drop". There was another woman sitting to her left, and I came up and sat on her right side and put my arm around her. It had been a pretty intense scene, and she'd been exerting herself a lot (which in a way is really my fault for being so damn tight). I was a little concerned, but sitting quietly and holding seemed the best thing to do.
Ar was tired and needed to go home. It was getting late and a good number of people had left or were leaving the party. We'd started playing only shortly after the dungeon had opened up after the birthday spanking ceremony, so it must have been quite a while. I was a little concerned leaving her there, but she was doing a little better and a couple other people were caring for her too.
We hooked up at the munch briefly last night, and I'm happy to say we both are fine. I was a little sore for a day, but nothing serious. Sounds like we might play again, though not such a long scene. Not sure if the relaxed monogamy rule for Amelia was a one-time thing or if Arecee will make it an ongoing thing?
I was going to go on about a couple other little side topics... particularly attractiveness, but this has gotten pretty long, so another time.