John and I slept for several hours. As the sun was rising my fuck chamber was desperate for more attention even after many hours of excavation. I managed to untangle from John’s embrace and I flipped onto my back, lifted my legs slightly and began to finger myself. My sloppy cunt made sloshy little noises that woke John from his slumber.
“Good morning, somebody’s hungry for more, little piggy?”
“Yes, yes please.”
Give me a minute. I’m gonna piss and I’ll grab some things from the basement. You stay right there.”
I heard piss falling into the toilet regretting I hadn’t offered up my throat for the purpose but the need to fill my cunt was the priority. John brushed his teeth then walked naked past me, cock and low hanging balls swung proudly. I wondered if those balls had regenerated a new batch of semen by now after unloading in the wee hours of the morning deep inside me.
A few minutes later, John returned with a couple of vats of lube, my gas mask, and my poppers. I had four of my own fingers swirling around my butthole. John was such a gracious host, he unscrewed the ventilation piece from the gas mask and poured a little of my poppers onto the cotton ball and screwed it back on.
I pulled my fingers from my hole and watched John dip his right hand into the grease pit and move it towards my flapping and swollen cunt lips. I pulled the mask over my head, pulled my legs up by holding them just under my knees and raised my hips and turned my trench over to John once again.
His fist pushed right past my first ring like butter and didn’t stop once past the wrist bone. No, John went much deeper to the widest part of his forearm and let it sit there. This is a man that knows how to own a hole completely.
I pushed off the mask and John and I locked eyes and he pulled his arm out in one fast motion and proceeded to punch back inside just as deep knocking the wind right out of me. I pushed my hole up higher, presenting my gaping fuck ditch to him, needing him to smash it up to oblivion. His knuckles were scratching my prostate and I was panting hard. I felt like Putexib in my favorite Studfist video “Punched Out”, as I pulled the mask back over my head and as my mind left the present and drifted to a new reality, John’s other fist had moved inside me, and I was once again receiving double punches first thing in the morning! My caged cock began to leak uncontrollably, clear stringy fluid landing all over my pelvis. John watched me use a finger to swipe it all up and place it in my piggy mouth. The look on his face was priceless.
John pulled his hands out of my ass and it began to sputter and spit out so much grease. I could feel those loose cunt lips flailing about blinking like a large eye.
“You wanna ride my fist, piggy?”
I was so elevated from the poppers I began to snort like an actual pig, nodding my head up and down.
“Fuck, you’re so hot. Why haven’t we met before?”
John laid himself down on the bed and reapplied more lubricant to his right forearm down to the elbow. I reached up over me and grabbed the railing of his headboard and stood up. I looked backwards as I began to lower my rump downward. As I pushed past his knuckles, snorting again like swine as I continued my descent. John passed me the poppers with his free hand and I paused to breathe in a strong couple of sniffs in each nostril, I held the headboard again and pushed my cunt further downward, feeling the wide stretching as I knew I was approaching his elbow.
Another huff of Max Impact spray and I was now riding his entire forearm, blowing out my own hole at my own pace. Again more strands of seminal fluid leaked out of my trapped clit and falling onto the mattress. John used his other hand to smack my balls around, then grabbing them and tugging them, lightly punching them. I love some CBT every now and then, and now was one of those times.
John next had me stand over him so I took a step to my left. He coated both hands liberally and I lowered my torso so I was almost squatting. John’s fingers intertwined into a giant 10 finger ball.
“Go on and put on your mask, piggy.”
He seemed to like calling me piggy and I liked the new moniker. I pulled the mask over my head and made sure the fit was tight and I breathed in the chemicals. That gaseous mix is like an ass-splitting miracle. As I pushed my hole outward like I was taking a dump, I began to lower myself again and John pushed upward. We were almost there, my cunt was elastic, extending wider and wider. I took one final inhalation before I thought I would pass out and threw the mask down. The rush was all consuming. John thrashed into my ruined cunt once again blowing into the void and as he increased the speed I felt my balls tighten and I knew i was gonna blow hard. I was snorting and grunting and my entire body shook as his mighty ball of knuckles raptured my being until several spurts of thick white semen spilled out of me. I had to dismount and lay dawn because my ears were ringing and my head was spinning. It was one of the most euphoric experiences I’d ever had, very much in my top 3 full body orgasms.
While I was floating away in my own headspace, John was stroking his cock.
“Holy fuck! That was unbelievable. Let me get more of that cunt, piggy. Show it to me!”
I flipped over with my head in the pillow and raised my hips. Then I pushed out my hole to show off my rosebud. John’s fingers traced the perimeter as I held it out there proudly.
”So fucking pretty! Fuck that’s beautiful!”
John knelt behind me and shoved one of his hands inside and then his hard cock, too, making that rosebud vanish. I groaned into the pillow as my slack pussy lips sagged around his hand as he beat his meat off in my trench. He was going at it like a monkey, shafting his length and at the same time further tenderizing my snatch. John began to roar like a beast behind me as his hand moved faster and faster and when he came he thrust inside with one final blow and I could hear the relief in his voice as his balls emptied another batch of hot man lava into me.
At that point, I think we’d finally hit our end point, completely physically exhausted and even I raised the white flag in surrender. I doubted I was gonna be walking properly for days.
We laid quietly for some time both regulating our breathing. John was the first to get out of bed and he walked over to the en suite bathroom to wash his hands. He returned with a warm hand towel and began to wipe my butt off. He had to take several trips back to the sink as it was very sloppy. Then he flipped me onto my back and washed down my crotch, too.
John brought me some water and we talked for a few minutes. I thanked him for an amazing time far outdoing my wildest expectations. He said I’m welcomed back anytime and he’d be letting me know when he’s hosting another fisting party.
I managed to get the bathroom myself and wash my hands and face. I looked like I’d been through hell, my pupils a little dilated, red, scruff on my face made me look haggard.
While I was washing up, John brought my clothes upstairs along with my gym bag. . I dressed and called for a Lyft. Eight minutes later I was in the back seat off a Honda Civic and 10 minutes after that I was home.
I stripped completely and laid a towel down on my bed. I had to rush into the toilet several times as my hole began to spit out huge wads of grease. But I knew I had just one more load in my balls requiring release, and I wasn’t tired enough to sleep. I looked for just the right toy that if used correctly, could do the job. I found my precious, “yam”, and stuck the base to the tiled floor. I greased it up and took the plunge. As my hole swallowed the toy, my cock dripped, confirming there was another load in there crying to get out.
I hit the poppers and watched myself in my mirror riding this toy, bouncing my cunt and blowing it out. I began to twist my nipples giving me that extra good feeling that I needed to push me past the edge. I moaned loudly like a wolf as I took myself to the point of no return once again, looking downward as my load hit the floor. I lowered my face and began to lick it up, my beard getting coated in that sticky goodness.
Then I dismounted the toy, crawled into bed, closed my eyes and slept for hours.
