It’s been a busy few weeks and haven’t had time to write a story or find time for sex. I’ve been a sexual saint since Jace last used my hole and locked my dick back up after 24-hours of freedom. With each passing day my pussy craved some intense action. Knowing I couldn’t jerk off, I needed to do something drastic. Typically, when my cunt gets a good blow out, I nut pretty intensely.
So I scrolled Asspig, Recon, bbrt, and A4A with the hope of finding a fisting top that could provide me with what I needed. I wasn’t willing to settle for a verse, I needed a total top that enjoyed punching out a willing fuck hole. A top with stamina to go a few hours and really take it to me no-holds-barred until my body released an epic orgasm and my nuts emptied.
It was a Friday night. I’d come home from work randy AF, so I took a gummy and began a very deep clean out. By the time the gummy kicked in, my hole was squeaky clean and getting hangry for action.
I inserted one of my medium sized butt plugs while I chewed another more potent gummy and took out my supplies to smoke some clouds. By this time it was after 10pm, I was high, my cunt was taking a larger toy easily, and my standards for a play partner lowered. After 10pm on a Friday night it was like I’d find someone parTying, and wanting to play hard.
By the time Bobby and I had initiated a connection, it was almost 11pm. Bobby was looking to get into something intense and I was up for it. Bobby is 64, Black, short grey hair and beard, twinkling dark eyes, 5’11”, 240, 36” waist. I husky man with a solid frame and an 8” of dark brick meat, cut, and extra large hands.
I Lyfted to his place and found his actual presence much more appealing than his pics. His dark, exposed, cocoa skin glistened with a slight sheen of sweat on his smooth chest. Bobby was in a leather kilt and was already wearing black latex fisting gloves that rolled up to his elbows.
I was already so high and stripped upon arrival down to my red Nasty Pig jock. Bobby brought me in for a tight squeeze and as we made out each scrape of our facial hair and tongues swapping sent little exciting shocks throughout my being.
Bobby reached behind to cup my ass with his covered mitts and began to smack it lightly as the intensity of our making out never ceased. When we broke our embrace, Bobby took me by the hand and walked me to his bedroom. I could see a clear glass pipe on the nightstand along with a medicine dropper. The room already smelled from smoke. I knew we were gonna get into some very intense play, and I was ready for it.
Bobby lit up his pipe and we traded clouds, Bobby blew them down my throat as I opened wide. After a few huffs, I was in a trance. Bobby secured a gag into my mouth and I realized when he placed the attachment I was gonna be gulping down his chemically induced piss momentarily. His hands pushed my shoulders down so my knees were resting on the rug next to the king bed. Bobby placed his hand on my bald head as his other hand fished his cock from under the kilt. My head swam as his warm golden juice filled my throat. I gargled down the first burst with enthusiasm and with the substances heightening all my senses, the sensation of the wetness filling my mouth was intoxicating. Bobby held his flow and waited until the cup had emptied before filling it again and again. I drank like a hungry puppy, lapping it all up knowing his stream would soon take me into another dimension.
Bobby removed the gag and allowed me to nurse on his hardening cock as I licked inside his slit to drink in any piss I could locate and to drink right from the tap. My hole was literally flowering at this point needing some serious attention.
Bobby scooped me up from my knees and had me bent over his bed. I felt his warm and wet tongue circling my swollen pussy. I cried out in utter joy when his covered fingers began to play inside my hole.
Bobby was eager to get in there. He laughed as he pushed me further into the bed and then I felt the tingling of the booty bump seep inside me. Bobby sat with my face in his crotch and had me nurse on him while we waited for the magic potion to do its thing. Bobby lit up again and we once again traded clouds, and Bobby was also in a heady state as he blew the fiercest breath of smoke right up my cratering ass!
Bobby positioned me now into the sling that hung from the canopy bed, I was lifted almost a foot over the mattress, my ankles also hanging in shackles. My legs were spread wide, exposing my cunt hole and Bobby commented on how beautiful it looked to him. Bobby brought in a huge tub of Crisco infused with coconut oil and other special treats.
Bobby watched me intently, his eyes locked into mine, as I began inhaling deeply on the silver bottle of Iron Fist. When I closed the top, I set it down next to me. I raised my arms over my head and clasped my hands together. I nodded my head in approval as I felt Bobby’s closed fist glide perfectly inside me half way to the elbow, until his glove disappeared into my abyss.
“Ohhhh fuck yeah”, I moaned. My cunt hole offering no resistance. Bobby cocked his eyebrows in wonderment. “You ready, boy! Take another hit I’m gonna go hard. Your pig hole is asking for it!”
I unscrewed the bottle and brought it up to my nose. I took two hits in each nostril. Bobby held his forearm inside me and instructed me to do it again, and then again. I barely remember putting the top back on before Bobby pulled all the way out, and then balled his fist again and punched right back in, the is time a little harder and further. The sling began to sway as my cunt took rapid fire deep punches from Bobby’s right arm. I watched his face grimace and Bobby stopped only for a moment to get more lube and then it was the left forearm’s turn to punch inside. By this point I was moaning complete gibberish and when Bobby began to use my faggot pig hole as his personal boxing bag, my body shuddered and a load of splooge trickled out of my caged cock.
We stopped to take a break, drink some Gatorade to stay hydrated and to smoke again. It was already 2 in the morning and it felt like we were just getting started. Bobby took off the gloves and showed me he’d cut down his nails.
I lubed up Bobby’s right hand generously down to the elbow. I sprayed max impact into a cloth and inhaled deeply. While Bobby was laying flat on his back with a raised fist in the air, I sank my cavernous ditch right down. I reached down to feel just how large my hole expanded around his thick forearm. Bobby barked at me to ride it, to punch myself out with his fist. I was in a frenzy and my locked dick bounced up and down.
Without pulling out, Bobby and I switched positions so now I was on my knees, Bobby behind me. He told me to take a hit of poppers. I felt him slowly push his elbow inside me. Fuck he was deep. But I pushed back hungrily wanting to feel him flex his bicep inside of me. I hadn’t taken a full arm in a while and it was more intense than you can imagine. When Bobby began to move slowly back and forth I was having an out of body experience like never in my life.
Bobby pulled out fast and my hole convulsed and spat out lube. My hole developed a slight prolapse that flowered and Bobby began to lick it and shove his entire face into my crack. I reached behind me and pulled him in further.
Bobby had me smoke a bit and take more poppers as I was now on my back. I grabbed my ankles and pulled back begging him to fist me hard. He punched me hard and deep and flashes of light formed under my eyelids. I wanted both his huge fists inside me so I had him lube up and I took just one more spray hit. In moments I felt Bobby’s left open hand insert and cover his already inserted fist and I felt every single nerve ending tingle as my cunt expanded with the introduction of the other hand. He was now inside completely with both hands!
I was feeling courageous in my inebriated state and cried out, “punch it out! Fuck! Wreck my faggot cunt, Sir!”
Bobby didn’t disappoint. With both fists balled up, Bobby grunted as he gave me all he had, ferociously punching out my wrecked pussy with both fists. I never had two extra large fists like that and once again the intense pleasure and the drugs fucked me over to a second full body orgasm and my ears rang and I felt like I was gonna pass out!
Bobby was clearly winded from the intensity. He said he never fisted anyone who could take both his fists, and for the duration I’d done so. He cuddled me close to him and stroked my chest as we both settled down from the adrenaline and endorphins racing through our bodies. He was hot and sweaty and smelled fabulous. I was drenched in my own pool of sweat, too. Now it was after 4:30 in the morning.
I was still raring to go and so was Bobby after a short rest. The uppers clearly keeping us wired for sound. Still laying next to him, my hole needed something inside it. I dipped my hand in the Crisco and brought it to my backside. Bobby’s larger hand covered mine and he assisted in helping me fist myself. I could only go as far as the wrist as I never did find a good position for this.
I wasn’t satisfied, or I should say my hole wasn’t satisfied. I needed something bigger. While Bobby’s fist replaced mine. I began to rub a generous helping of lube to Bobby’s right foot. Bobby clasped his hands behind his head and once again locked his eyes on mine as I lowered my crater hole over his foot. Fuck that felt amazing. His foot going deep and narrowing as I went lower and lower. Bobby told me to lube the rest of his foot as I sat up a bit and he pushed the rest of his foot into me. I asked him to kick me in the ass.
He said “get on your back fucker!”
I took some hits and he took a smoke and a hit of my poppers and I was on the floor with my ankles in my hands, spread as he literally kicked my butt hole. I loved it the harder he went!
We took a final break as the sun was coming up and took our last smoke before Bobby gave me another double punch out which caused me to piss myself and shoot a third load. Bobby also punched my balls and twisted my nipples. It was a wild last 45-50 minutes of intense action. Bobby finally blew his load, too, all over my face.
Bobby needed to piss again since we’d had so much to drink throughout the night. First, he asked if I needed to pee. When I said yes, he brought over a glass and had me piss into it, then he put the urinal gag on me and made me drink it down, then he said I didn’t need the urinal because I was a good piss fag and I drank his down from the tap.
I was too wired to find sleep. Bobby asked me to stay with him, but I Lyfted back to my place around 9am. I wasn’t interested in doing the work of finding someone else to play with, but I did ride some of my toys until I felt my hole began to close up. By then I was also very tired and my muscles were sore. I slept from 2pm until midnight, but man, was it a wild session and I’d do it all over again if I could!
