My journey into fisting was a slow process. My interest sparked in 2001 when I was at an orgy in San Francisco where I saw guys doing it and thought I would like to try that; the problem was finding others and more importantly those who I trusted. In mid-2004 I hooked up with a guy for a fuck but had seen on his profile that he was into fisting. So while playing the moment took the better of me I put my hand in him, I loved the feeling and it re-sparked my interest. I started using toys, especially a big butt plug, on myself to stretch myself open in the hope that one day someone would return the favour.
It wasn’t until meeting my now husband in 2010 that I started to explore again. Here was a man who I trusted and he was sexy as fuck, so we agreed to help me explore fisting. I started to buy bigger toys and we tried various ways: bed, sling, on all fours. I got frustrated with the progress, as it just wouldn’t happen or it hurt like hell. I turned to a really good friend who was into fisting and discussed about what was the problems. The big secret was learning to relax which has always been hard for me, but once I learnt fisting become very enjoyable. Turns out another issue was I’ve realised that my partner’s hands were probably a bit too big to start off on and I would recommend people to start small.
Today my toys are my favourite way to start a session and see where it goes from there. Meanwhile my partner is still a fisting top but I’ve come to enjoy fisting other guys too.