What is it? What does it feel like?
Fisting is the insertion of a hand into either the vaginal or rectal canals. Woah! I know, right? A year ago, I was positive that fisting was firmly on my no list; it was just for porn stars and the really serious (crazy) BDSM folk. I'd happily let people beat me, stick needles in me, and I was even considering letting my Dom use electricity on me. Fisting, though? No way... until it happened.
My Dom and I both have very high sex drives, but we have some physical disabilities that get in the way of that. It is really common for us to have sex until our bodies can't handle it anymore, but we'll still be all worked up. At that point, we either enact a 10 foot rule (stay 10 feet away from each other), or we end up with a lot more manual and oral play.
One day when this happened, I was really worked up. He started fingering me, and two fingers soon became three. I wanted more, so three became four. At that point, I knew where this was heading; four became five. We couldn't get his knuckles past my pelvic bone, but I was pushed over the top when he used his fingers to start gently caressing me. (He has very long hands.)
Fisting, done well, is hitting every good spot you knew you had, and some you didn't even realize were there, all at once. I mean it -- all at once. You're filled, stretched, and being massaged.
It was slow, and there was a huge build up. It was toe-curling amazing.
My Dom and I both have very high sex drives, but we have some physical disabilities that get in the way of that. It is really common for us to have sex until our bodies can't handle it anymore, but we'll still be all worked up. At that point, we either enact a 10 foot rule (stay 10 feet away from each other), or we end up with a lot more manual and oral play.
One day when this happened, I was really worked up. He started fingering me, and two fingers soon became three. I wanted more, so three became four. At that point, I knew where this was heading; four became five. We couldn't get his knuckles past my pelvic bone, but I was pushed over the top when he used his fingers to start gently caressing me. (He has very long hands.)
Fisting, done well, is hitting every good spot you knew you had, and some you didn't even realize were there, all at once. I mean it -- all at once. You're filled, stretched, and being massaged.
It was slow, and there was a huge build up. It was toe-curling amazing.
way to cool