Anal sex, fisting and degradation – Part 9

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Anal sex, fisting and degradation – Part 9Andy was right. The bleeding after the anal fisting faded from time to time and two days later, I didn’t even need a diaper. The last days of our vacation were coming fast. On Friday, we had to go back, but there was still one more thing to do. On Wednesday morning, I was awake before Andy. The first time this ever happened. He was probably tired from the day before. We had bet. My leg felt sore from all the kneeing and crouching. After 100 squats in the afternoon and fisting in the evening, my legs hurt and I wasn’t able to climb the stairs up. Andy had to carry me and laughing at me. I said, that he wouldn’t be able to walk, if he was in my place. He laughed even louder and said that he can do all of it. So we bet. I bet that he wouldn’t be able to do 200 squats and 100 burpees and then climb up the stairs to the first floor without using his hands to support. He said he could do it. The loser should carry the bags to the car on Friday alone. Andy did the stipulated squats and burpees. I could see in his movements, that his circulation was on the edge and his legs didn’t obey him anymore. Somehow, he managed to climb the stairs and staggered into the sleeping room. He fell on the floor and was asleep in an instant. I felt him climbing into the bed during the night. I knew he wouldn’t let me carry all the bags to the car on Friday. He’s a gentlemen and would do everything for me. Even if I had to carry most of them, it was still worth it seeing him exhausted. I got up silently, walked down the corridor and into the basement. The big rubber fist was still on the floor. I put some lube on it and inserted it. I realised it isn’t that easy to put the whole rubber fist in my asshole all by my own. But I finally managed it. On my way back to the sleeping room, I walked through the kitchen to pick a bottle of Cola. I heard Andy waking up, so I ran to the bed and jumped on it. I landed on Andy’s legs and took off my shirt. I crawled forward and sat on his chest. “Excuse me, sir. I wanted to insert this bottle of coke into my asshole, but it seems like there is something in there already. Can you help me, please?” I put on the most innocent look I had. His hands touched my bulging belly, feeling the dildo inside of me. “Hm, let’s see. I have an idea. However, it involves lots of lube and most importantly, lots of force. I can provide both of it.” “Then what are we waiting for?” I jumped out of bed, pulling Andy with me. Back in the bathroom, he told me to push out the dildo. I did it and out came a huge prolapse. I felt the rectum swelling out of my asshole. “Push harder,” Andy encouraged me. “Yes, that’s my girl!” I was amazed. “Now suck it back in.” It sounded like güvenilir bahis şirketleri a gulp, when my rectum moved back into my body. My asshole was open wide and Andy filled it with oil. He lubed the bottle and slowly inserted it into my asshole, top first. I felt it stretching my ass, till the widest part was in. Andy ordered me to lean back, till the base of the bottle hit the floor and I was sitting on it. “Stay in a squatting position and don’t get on your knees. Lean back, till your upper body is above the bottle, then shift your weight back, till you can almost lift your feet.” I followed his instructions and could already feel the bottle moving further in. “How far in is it?” I asked. “Should be more than half by now,” Andy replied. “Stay like this and wait.” I stayed like this, the centre of my body weight above the bottle. Nothing happened. I rested my arms on my knees and remained still. After about five minutes, I said: “Nothing’s happening. Am I doing it wrong?” Andy gently touched my back, circling around with his finger. “Wait two more minutes.” I did, and yet still nothing happened. Then suddenly I felt it. My ass cheeks touching the ground. “How is this possible?” I thought to myself. My hands moved towards my asshole. Indeed, I was sitting on the floor, only the base of the bottle still outside. I tried to lean sideways to have a look, but jerked back in an instant. A piercing pain shot through my body. I reached for my belly. It was hard. Harder than normal. I sucked it in and looked down. The pain was numbing. The top half of the bottle was clearly visible through my abdomen. Apparently, the bottle had moved deeper and deeper while I was sitting still. How could I have missed that? I wanted to turn around to face Andy, but every movement hurt. “Calm down. It’s okay. That’s a normal reaction. You didn’t feel the bottle entering further, I know. That’s the trick. To get distracted. I know it hurts. You can lessen the pain by getting on your knees and leaning forward.” I was afraid the bottle would slip out, but it didn’t. Andy secured it from falling out. I leaned forward and the pain was gone. “Now I will grasp your hip and push the bottle further in with my foot. Arch your back a little and breathe even.” Andy huge hands clasped my hip left and right. I arched my back and breathed. I felt his foot against the bottle. He pulled me towards him, his footing pressing against the bottle. I tried to breathe even, but consistently hold my breath. “Keep breathing,” Andy told me. The pain came back and I arched my back more. It helped only a little. My breathing increased, I wanted to breathe the pain away. Then I felt my sphincter closing. It was done. The bottle canlı bahis şirketleri was inside my body. I straightened up. I looked down at my belly. It looked like I was pregnant. And my c***d had the form of a bottle. Every time I took a breath, my diaphragm hit the tip of the bottle. I could only take little breaths. Andy hugged me from behind, his hands gently petting my bulging belly. I wanted to stand up, but every movement caused immediate pain. “It hurts, doesn’t it?” I nodded, tears starting to run down my cheeks. I didn’t know if it was tears of pain or tears of disappointment. “Your upper body is not long enough for that bottle. You have to wait till you body’s fully grown. Then it should be not problem.” His words calmed me down. I tried to get up one more time. No chance. I sank down on my knees, a crying fir shaking my whole body. I felt the bottle leaving my body and falling on the floor with a loud bang. Andy hugged me tight, holding me with his strong arms. That was not how I was supposed to be. I was too small for the bottle and I didn’t know if I would really grow enough. Andy picked me up and we took a long, hot shower. The rest of the day we laid in bed. Andy tried to lighten my mood a couple of times, but it didn’t work. I knew that it was not the end of the world, but I was still pretty upset. Till then, everything had worked out fine. In the late afternoon, Andy led me outside. It was time for our workout. I pulled through with it, not enjoying it at all. I fear Andy would became upset because of my apathy, but I could see that he was actually worried and understood my emotional pain. That lightened my mood a little and after a short walk in the evening, I felt better. “Tomorrow, it will be raining, but it will also be warm. How about a hike in the rain?” Andy looked at me and was apparently surprised by my suggestion and enthusiasm about it. “Sure. And I know a great place where we can go.” The rain came during the night and in the morning, it didn’t get bright at all. The clouds were black and you couldn’t tell what time of the day it was. Still it was fairly warm. I wore just a bikini and Andy a short trouser when we left. We were wet in an instant and our sandals made squeaky noises on the wet ground while walking. Holding hands, we headed for a small valley near the cabin. We’ve been there before and it wasn’t exciting. “Are you sure we are going the right way?” I asked Andy. “We’ve been in there and there is nothing special.” There is nothing special when it is dry.” Andy winked. The path was sometimes steep and slippery. It was muddy and my feet turned brown. Just before I wanted to tell Andy to turn around, we reached a pond. It was small and muddy. canlı kaçak iddaa We stopped before it and Andy looked at me. I knew exactly what he was up to and I was so into it. We quickly undressed our few cloths and jumped into the pond. Mud splashed on our bodies and into our faces. We frolicked around and behaved like little k**s. Then continued to do more grown up things. Like kissing. Or having sex. We rolled through the mud, our bodies completely covered, making the kisses taste earthy. The rain turned into a thunderstorm, causing a very fierce atmosphere. Andy came inside me two times and the lightning bolts seemed to strike me very time I felt his sperm entering my body. After about half an hour, we laid in the pond, exhausted, breathing heavily. We got up, grabbed our few belongings and wandered of. Even though it was raining, the mud stuck on our skin. We looked like two mud monsters. “Let’s take a little detour and get clean under a waterfall,” Andy suggested. A few minutes later, we stood under a small waterfall, getting rid of the dirt. We put our cloths back on and headed home. Even though we cleaned ourselves under the waterfall, the white floor of the shower turned light brown while we showered. Before we hoped into the shower, I took a glance in the mirror and saw myself with brown hair. I always had blonde hair and I looked different. “I want to dye my hair brown,” I said during the shower. Andy looked at me and frowned. “Really? Na, that doesn’t suit you. You have a rather light complexion. Something more colourful would be better. Like blue or green.” My eyes opened wide. “Blue or green? Wow, I would have never imagined that. You really think that suits me?” I liked the thought of having blue hair. I always hated my blonde hair and my white complexion. However, I never really changed anything. Andy had brown hair and chocolate brown skin. No wonder, he used the sunbed every day. I wanted a tan like him. Andy liked the idea. “You can use the sunbed at the gym or at my home. I will give you a proper instruction.” Although I enjoyed our holidays, I was looking forward to the time afterwards. Blue hair. Tanned skin. Piercings. And one day, tattoos. It was the last day before our departure. We packed our bags and placed them in the hallway. Andy proposed that I would pack the bags and carry them to the hallway and he will bring them to the car tomorrow. I accepted his offer. There was one final anal fisting session in the evening and afterwards, the disaster with the Cola bottle was forgotten. We cleaned the cabin before we left on Friday and when we drove away, I felt sad. I had the greatest two weeks of my life. What I had experienced here was beyond my imagination. Going home meant going back to my boring life, my stupid parents and especially school. I hated it. Andy dropped me off at home. I unpacked my bags, when I heard my mum arrive. She hadn’t texted me a single time and I was soon about to find out, why. It made my heart jump and filled it with joy.

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