I pulled my pants down to the floor and got completely naked. I grabbed each ass cheek with each hand, and spread them apart just to feel the breeze from my fan, and it was the most freeing feeling to just spreade’em. I layed down on my back, and made myself comfortable, placed the pillows behind my head so i could see as much as possinble. Grabbing the pickle, and gripping it firmly, my ass clenched up tight in anticipation. The pickle was warm now, and was a lot less solid than when i first grabbed it, almost like it was withering and getting softer. I knew i had to do this before the pickle withered, so i lifted my legs, knees to chest, and scooted my ass out a bit more just to give it that bit of breathing space. I closed my eyes, pickle in hand, and pulling a cheek apart with the other hand, I took a deep breathe and exhaled all tension, letting loose all the muscles i possibly could down there.
The moment the tip of the pickle lightly touched my ready hole, it was like a blast of euphporic sensations, almost overwhelming. I began the gently push inward, using a circular motion to ease my tight scared hole into expansion. There was a point where I realized the pickle was too dry to go any deeper, so I pulled it out and spit on it, sort of stroking it around. I also decided at that point to change my position, and turned onto my side, lifting one leg up to my check and the other towards the bottom of the bed. The breeze from the fan was perfectly in stream to my hole, it was nice, but i knew i had to get this pickle inside of me before the saliva dried.
After another deep breath, and exhaling all my tension, i layed my head down and closed my eyes in wait. The tip touching my fragile flesh once again, this time wet giving my ass an extra little sensation. My ass began to slowly expand around the tip, consuming the long, warm, and bumpy dill. I was informed of each and every little detail, the texture, the temperature, each and every bump
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