Larry’s fingers were still bunched up. My head was spinning from how completely full I felt. I was unable to speak or even think. All I could really do is whimper.
Larry begin to fuck my pussy very, very slowly with his fingers still tight bunched up. He picked up the pace little by little until he was fucking me with his hand at a pretty good pace. He stopped for a second. I could feel him form a fist inside of me. His knuckles were pressing against my pussy walls.
I let out a deep, deep grunt. I was quivering as Larry’s first was inside my cunt not moving. I began to shake and tremble. Slowly I began to calm down. Larry moved his fist inside me turning it left and then right and back again. He did that for a while until I felt the pain subside but the ecstasy remain.
Larry could sense that I was ready for more. He started to fuck my cunt with his fist slowly. I couldn’t help but drool a little but I didn’t give a fuck. He did it gently as he could at first. Bit by bit he would go a little faster. Then faster. Soon Larry was fucking me with his fist at a goo pace again. He wasn’t slamming me but it was a steady firm fucking with his hand.
I was being fist fucked by my cousin’s husband. I had never been fist fucked before. It was indescribable. I screamed. I mean I screamed at the top of my lungs as I came on Larry’s hand.
He took his hand out of me gently. I felt so empty after he did it. He moved up to me and we kissed.
I knew then that I would fuck Larry more than just this once. Larry and I hooked up a bunch of times and he was a perverted fuck machine that really knew how to use me. I loved it. Sorry Sandy. Giggles.