My Four Favorite Freaky Ways to Fuck – True story

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My Four Favorite Freaky Ways to Fuck – True storyI was lying in bed one night, feeling extremely horny and not knowing what to do. It had been about 2 months since I had had sex, having recently broken up with my ex. And I was pregnant. About 25 weeks along I was. Of course, I still wasn’t very big, I was one of those lucky girls that could hide their pregnancy til the very end. I suppose I better tell you what I look like. Tall, about 180cm, long ash blonde hair, dark green eyes, skinny, I think I was about 72kg at that time, and I was pale too, I didn’t much like the sun, and early 20s.I got my phone out to check Facebook and ended up going on porn site, just clicking through stories. I had read most of the good ones and I was hoping someone had posted up another. I stumbled across a fisting one and a light bulb flicked on in my head. I could try that again.The last time I had tried to get fisted was when I asked my ex, he wouldn’t try hard enough though and so it never really worked. I quickly slid out of my pants and underwear, shoving them to the end of the bed and started to rub over my pussy.I was wet, as usual and had no trouble pushing two, and then three fingers into myself, thrusting them slowly as I let my juices cover them. samsun escort Soon I pushed my pinkie in as well. I had always been a fan of shoving big things up myself so four of my skinny fingers presented little trouble and I was pushing them in so my pussy lips covered my knuckles.They were as deep as they could go with my thumb still being outside. I wriggled my fingers around a little, trying to find my g-spot. I masturbate much, I hadn’t had an orgasm in my life, and not for lack of trying, my body just seemed to shut down when I got close. A tingle ran through me and I grinned, I had found it.After playing with it for a little while I pulled my fingers out enough to fold my thumb into the middle and started to push back in. I didn’t have any trouble until I got to the knuckles again. It didn’t hurt, it was just awkward. I curved my spine a little more and reached down with my other hand, squeezing my hand a little to help ease it in.I moved my hand a little, trying to push it deeper. It wasn’t working. I stopped, thinking for a moment, my free hand still holding my wrist still. I probed around slowly and hooked my finger into my pussy lips a little, spreading them around my hand more. It worked, my hand sunk in a little more.My escort samsun hips pushed up against my hand some more and I pushed with my free hand and then it happened, my knuckles curled enough to slip into my pussy. I froze, biting my bottom lip a little. It hurt a little bit but I didn’t want to stop. I was going to finish this. My fingertips were brushing against my cervix, it felt spongy, so much different from when I wasn’t pregnant. I curled my fingers a little, trying to make a fist and panicked a little as my hand started to slip out.Pushing in harder with my free hand, I managed to stop my fist from falling out. It was stretching me, making me twitch a little inside. I felt my baby shift in my womb and waited for it to settle before moving anymore. I didn’t think it would appreciate getting pushed out of the way, I knew I wouldn’t.Since my fingers were curled they were brushing right against my g-spot and I pinched it a little. A shiver of pleasure ran through me but I stopped, my hand sliding over the bed, trying to find my phone. I had to get pictures of this otherwise no one would believe me.I almost knocked my phone off the edge and I struggled to get it turned around the right way to unlock the screen. Finally samsun escort bayan I had it unlocked and pulled up the camera. I snapped photo after photo, hoping that at least some of them would be at a good angle and not blurry. I don’t know how many I took but after a while I stopped, putting my phone beside my pillow but keeping it on camera in case I wanted it again, starting to push my fist in and out a little.My fist started slipping out again and I pushed in hard, moaning softly. I grabbed my phone and aimed it at my pussy, starting to pull my fist out, fingers still curled tight. It hurt a little as the first ring of muscles started to stretch around my knuckles and I took picture after picture of myself pulling out. The next moment I was empty. I brought the phone closer and took a picture of just my pussy right after it had been fisted.I wiped my hand clean on my towel, making a mental note to put it in the wash in the morning and started looking through the pictures I had taken. Most of them had to be deleted but that didn’t matter. I had taken more than enough. My hand had slid down while I was looking at the photos and started playing with my clit lightly.Something made a noise in the room next to mine and I sighed as my son started to cry. No more fun for me tonight. I locked my phone and went to deal with my son. It took ages and by the time I got back to my bed I couldn’t be bothered thinking about playing with myself anymore and just went straight to sleep.

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