My first experience with fisting was at the age of 20. After a night out at my favorite club, I went home with a sexy, masculine guy. At the club he had been flirting with me the whole time, making me very horny. I was lucky enough to be invited to join him at his beautiful apartment. There, something happened that changed my (sex) life forever.
After we both freshened up with a shower, we started to massage each other. When he took his turn with his strong hands I felt like I was in seventh heaven. He massaged my back first, then my arms and legs. In the beginning the massaging was quite hard, that's how I like it. Suddenly I felt a huge amount of lubricant dripping between my legs. This was not accidental - it was deliberate. Then he started to finger me, first with one finger, then with 2, 3, 4 ... it felt really good! There was a bottle of poppers on the bedside table, I twisted the cap off and took a big sniff from the bottle. In the meantime there were already 5 fingers in my ass. He couldn't get enough and wanted to go deeper and deeper... and added even more lubricant. I took another big sniff of the poppers and then his full hand slid inside. He turned his hand slightly, alternating between moving and stopping. The feeling was indescribable, something I had never experienced before. It suddenly felt like I was going to have an orgasm. Strange, because he was only stimulating me anally. But it was so intense - I had never felt this from even the biggest dick. A new world opened up to me.
After this special experience, I looked up as much information as possible about fisting. Books, videos, photos, ... and most of all I was looking for the next guy to take care of my now hungry, curious ass.
I discovered that there was a whole fisting scene in Europe, with special parties and weekends. Two weeks later I decided to travel to Berlin to delve further into this kinky world.
One thing I knew for sure now... there is no way back!