Give Me a Hand

'I guess you don't need a hand from me after all.' Ruth observed after Dinah's heaving chest slowed.

'Oh, don't say that.' She replied, leaving Ruth and I confused again.

We looked at each other and then back at Dinah who looked back at us. We waited as Dinah closed her legs and composed herself.

'I'm not sure what made me come like I did.' She gasped out eventually, looking at me. 'I think it was what you were saying.'

'What were we saying?' I tried desperately to think back.

'About putting your whole hand inside Ruth.'

'I was kidding,'

'Maybe.' She was still panting for breath. 'But I've always wanted to try that.'

'What?' Ruth frowned. 'Put your whole hand up me?'

'No, the other way around.' She paused while she took a couple of deep breaths. 'I've always wanted to be fisted, but Jed can't do it, his hand is too big. I know 'cos we've tried.'

Ruth looked at me. 'I know what's coming, don't you?'

'I can make a good guess.' It was fairly obvious where the conversation was headed.

'So you need a hand.' She told Dinah with an impish smile. 'In more senses than one.'

'Yes. Can you?' Dinah looked hopeful. 'Will you?'

'I've never done it, but I'll try.'

'You'll need some lube.' I told them both, rising and heading for the stairs, not really believing what was happening. Being fisted was high on my list of things not to do, the very idea sacred me to death, but if Dinah wanted it - well it was probably her last time with us. I was just glad that Ruth had offered and not me.

As I took the lube out of my toy drawer I hoped neither of them would ask how come I already had it, although I guess they would have understood that I live alone and toys are an essential these days. Even so, I didn't want to have to explain the giant vibrator I had, the one that stretched me whenever I needed to feel something big up there. Whilst I had that thing I didn't ever expect to need fisting. For a moment I thought of taking a toy or two with me, but then I decided it wasn't such a good idea, grabbed a towel from the airing cupboard and went back down.

I was just in time to hear Ruth reassuring Dinah that she'd be careful. The atmosphere had changed from light-hearted fun and suppressed excitement to more than a little anxiety. I wasn't even directly involved but my heart was pounding.

'Don't worry, I promise to take it slow and easy, and if you don't feel happy about anything just say so and we'll stop.'

'Stopping is the last thing I'll want you to do, I don't ever expect to get the chance to do this again. But I will stop you if I absolutely need to.'

'Okay.' Ruth nodded, then turned and took the lube from me. 'Ready?'

Dinah opened her legs just as she had before, one over each arm of the chair she was sitting in, but this time she was trembling, whether from arousal or fear I'm not sure, but noticeably trembling. Ruth knelt directly in front of her and squeezed some lube onto her fingers. I sat on the sofa, and then moved a little to one side so that I could see everything that happened.

'That's it, I want you to watch.'

Dinah sounded anxious and excited both at the same time. Her eyes shone with pure lust, something I don't think I'd ever seen on her before. It wasn't lust for either of us, but for what Ruth was about to do to her.

'Go ahead.' She told Ruth.

For a moment Ruth hesitated and I thought she was going to back out, but then she reached forward and spread the lube liberally around Dinah's vagina, making her gasp from the cold of it. Then she used one hand to "wash" the other in lubricant, so that her hand was absolutely covered front and back. I hadn't realised how much she would use and the full impact of what she was doing suddenly hit home. Her entire hand, not just a couple of fingers but everything up to her wrist, was intended to disappear into Dinah's passage. I felt an excited shiver run through me.

Then Ruth slid two fingers into Dinah, moving them in and out, gently finger fucking her for a minute or two before adding a third, and then a fourth, all the while pushing a little deeper each time. I know I'd watched them play with each other in the past, but then it had all been egging each other on with girly giggles, but now it had become much more determined, much more intense. Neither woman was laughing this time, Ruth was concentrating on what she was doing and Dinah was sprawled open, her eyes darting around nervously, her hands hovering as if ready to intervene, but all the time with a look of extreme arousal on her face. I was surprised to find that watching them like that, and knowing what was supposed to be coming, was really turning me on.

Ruth now had four slippery, shiny fingers pumping steadily in and out of Dinah's wet pussy and it looked wonderful, especially when she folded her thumb over her palm and kept going, pushing her hand into Dinah. At first she just pushed with her hand flat, but then, as she pushed forward she started to turn her hand over, twisting it as if screwing herself int. I could see her getting further and further in, until only the width of her knuckles was stopping her, and still she kept pushing and turning her hand, ignoring Dinah's hovering hand and the anxious little whimpers that she was making, trying her hardest to get her entire hand into Dinah's pussy.

'Relax.' She told Dinah, softly, reassuringly. 'It's working.'

'It's hurting a bit.' Dinah gasped. 'But that's okay, don't stop, just be careful.'

Ruth nodded and although I couldn't see her face I could almost feel her smile of encouragement. She was determined to succeed and be the first of us to fist another. The whole thing was getting to me and my hand slipped between my legs almost of its own accord to find my clitoris.

Suddenly, even as I watched, Ruth's hand twisted and moved forward. The barrier had been passed and her hand disappeared into Dinah so that shining wet pussy lips closed around her wrist.

'Oh, my goodness, it's in.' Dinah gasped, her eyes widening in astonishment and exhilaration. 'Don't move; let me get used to it.' She reached forward and grasped Ruth's wrist.

'There, I told you it would.' Ruth held her hand absolutely still. 'How does it feel?'

'Fabulous, incredible, absolutely amazing.' Dinah smiled broadly, shaking her head as if in disbelief. 'I can't explain how it feels, it's just brilliant.'

It looked brilliant too; Ruth's hand was completely engulfed by Dinah's pussy. An unexpected thrill ran through me at the thought of what they had just done and my fingers rubbed at my clit.

But it wasn't finished yet. For a minute or so Dinah just held Ruth's wrist and prevented it from moving, but then, very tentatively, she began to move it back and forth, making Ruth's hand move gently inside her but at the same time limiting how far she could go. I watched, totally spellbound and very aroused to see one friend actually fist fucking the other. Nobody could have told me how erotic I would find it. I found myself timing the slow and sensuous movements of my fingers over my clit with the movements of Ruth's hand.

'If I let go, will you take it easy?' Dinah asked Ruth, her understandable nervousness still evident.

Ruth nodded and Dinah released her wrist, her hand hovering close for a moment or two before she relaxed back and gave herself over to Ruth.

'Oh, that's wonderful.' Dinah told her. 'You have no idea.'

'Sshhh, just enjoy it.' Ruth spoke so quietly it was almost a whisper.

I agreed with Dinah. Neither Ruth nor I could have any idea what it felt like, but if it was as good as it looked then it truly would be wonderful. Ruth began moving a little quicker, and I could see that she was also now turning her hand as she thrust into Dinah's body.

'Yes.' Dinah answered the unasked question. 'I love that. You can go a bit further if you want to.'

I didn't notice any deeper thrusts by Ruth, but she did push a little more firmly and a little bit faster. I noticed how much more quickly I was rubbing myself to keep in time with her.

'You're going to make me come soon.' Dinah announced breathlessly. 'Be careful, won't you?'

'I promise.' Ruth assured her. I could understand Dinah's worry. If she got carried away in her climax a sudden jolt could cause real damage if Ruth wasn't taking notice.

'It's happening.' Dinah was gritting her teeth as she set herself to hold still.

It wasn't happening for me yet, much as I wanted it to. I was playing with myself hard, turned on, waiting and wanting to come, but not close enough yet. I wasn't going to make it before Dinah came. I would be late as usual.

'I know.' Acknowledged Ruth, her hand still moving back and forth inside Dinah's passage. 'Just let it happen.'

'Oh God.' Dinah began to give out her usual little gasps and whimpers as her orgasm arrived, but instead of jerking around she was visibly holding herself rigid, trying to prevent her pelvis from jolting the hand inside her. But Ruth was equally aware of the possibilities and rode with Dinah's movements, pulling back a little when Dinah's bottom lifted only to push back in as it subsided, and still maintaining the twisting, thrusting action that was giving Dinah such pleasure.

Eventually Dinah shuddered as her orgasm began to pass, and Ruth slowed her movements until she was back to being stationary with her hand still encased in Dinah's pussy. I was far from being still though; I was rubbing my clit like mad, jealous of Dinah's enjoyment and needing to come like never before. Even watching Ruth's hand, slick and slippery, slither sexily out from inside Dinah, and see her pussy lips close slowly behind it, wasn't quite enough to send me over the edge.

'Give me a hand, please.'

I'm not sure if I knew what I was saying when I said it and it was deliberate, or if I thought I was just requesting help to orgasm, but both Ruth and Dinah stared at me in disbelief as they understood my appeal in a totally different way. Then, the moment I realised what they were thinking a wave of lust swept through me and whatever I meant before, I now wanted just what they thought I did. My earlier thoughts were forgotten as I did a complete about face. Having seen Dinah enjoy it so much now I wanted to be fisted too.

'Are you sure?' Ruth asked as she wiped her slippery hands on the towel.

'I need a hand.' I repeated with a nod, adding. 'Fist me someone.'

'My turn.' Dinah announced, looking surprised. 'Let me get my breath back first.'

She might have asked for a breather, but she didn't seem to need one because she immediately came and knelt between my legs, looking at my pussy.

'It's absolutely amazing.' She told me, still breathing heavily. 'You're going to love it. It'll be the sexiest thing you've ever done.'

I hoped she was right. I wasn't feeling as nervous as she had been, but I was still apprehensive. I licked dry lips as I watched her reach for the lube and squeeze some onto her fingers.

'Same rules?' I asked. 'Stop if I tell you to?'

I wasn't backing out; I was far too turned on for that. I just needed to hear her promise. Her breathing had quietened and she smiled up at me quite calmly. 'Yes. And I'll be careful.'

I was reassured by her manner, but before I could say so she suddenly placed her lube covered fingers on my pussy, making me flinch at the sensation of cold lube on hot flesh. She looked up anxiously, even though she had reacted in the same way earlier.

'Okay?'

'Yes, do it.'

My heart was hammering in anticipation and my breathing was quick and shallow, I wanted it so badly I could hardly contain myself. I felt like shouting to her and telling her to get her damn hand in there right now. But I knew it had to be done slowly and gently, both for reasons of pleasure and safety, and so I forced myself to bend my legs right back and open them even wider, and then passively let her spread the lube around my hole. Ruth sat down beside me, staring in fascination at what Dinah was doing.

'Press down to go under the pubic bone and turn your hand over as you push in,' she advised, making it sound horribly cold-blooded and technical for a moment.

Dinah nodded. 'I felt what you did,' she reminded Ruth as she coated her hands with lube.

I was scared, but the first finger that entered me instantly changed all that. It felt beautiful in its own right as well as serving as a precursor reminding me what was to come. I sighed involuntarily and leaned back, surrendering myself. Dinah wiggled her finger a couple of times, and then I felt another join it, side by side inside my vagina, pushing slowly and firmly in and out, from just inside to full depth and back. I looked across at Ruth, still staring eagerly at me, and then down at Dinah, seeing there a mix of excitement and concentration. God, I felt so aroused by what was happening and from being the centre of attention for the two women. I was wet and open, ready for anything and impatient for everything.

Dinah wriggled another finger into me, looking up to check that everything was still okay. I smiled down and nodded, statement made without a word being spoken. My only concern was that I was getting too turned on, too excited, so hot that I feared I might come before it happened, though I suppose feared is perhaps the wrong word.

'I might come too soon,' I told her.

'There's no such thing as too soon.' She scolded me. 'Soon just means there'll be time for another.'

I should have known she'd take it as a challenge. I looked down at her, seeing an almost wolfish smile on her face as she tried to make me come, her breasts jiggling as her three fingers began thrusting more purposefully, her thumb reaching up to deliberately rub against my clit. I could see that she wasn't going to stop until I came, and it felt too good to prevent her, so I just let it happen.

It was a harder, longer, and much more intense climax than the previous one, perhaps because I wasn't doing it to myself, and perhaps because of what I was expecting to follow. Anticipation can be a great stimulant sometimes. When it was over I was gasping and trembling, my legs held wide and a grinning Dinah kneeling between them.

'That was the starter, now for the main course.' She announced, her fingers still moving inside me and sending little darts of enjoyment through my orgasm sensitised pussy.

I was so turned on I felt light-headed, I wanted it so badly. I watched as Dinah turned her hand sideways to insert the fourth finger, thrusting into me and at the same time turning her hand back and forth, widening my entrance and making me ready. Then she paused, looking at me as if seeking final permission, and smiled back when I licked my lips, smiled nervously and nodded.

Still looking into my face she folded her thumb into her palm and began to push in earnest. I stared back at her, willing myself to open and take her, feeling her twist and wriggle her hand as she pushed down and in, knowing it was going in just a little bit further each time. I was full, uncomfortably full and it began to hurt, a burning pain beginning to grow as my pussy was stretched beyond its normal capacity. The hurt grew stronger and I could feel my face tightening under it. I was frightened I would tear and I so tempted to tell Dinah to stop before anything happened, but it felt so good at the same time and there was no way I was going to give up if I didn't have to.

'All right?' Dinah asked, seeing my discomfort.

'Yes.' I told her through tight lips. 'Don't stop,'

She pushed and turned her hand again, forcing her way further inside me, the discomfort grew and then, just as I was feeling I absolutely needed to quit, her hand slid forward in a strangely beautiful slither, all discomfort ceased, and she was inside me, her entire hand in my pussy and my entrance closed around her wrist.

'Oh my god.' I breathed, holding myself motionless, my eyes darting from Dinah to Ruth and back, a smile of wonder and exhilaration breaking out across my face. 'I'm actually being fisted.'

For a few moments we all remained still, a tableau of naked women overwhelmed by what we were doing, while I looked down at a wrist sticking out of my pussy. It was an absolutely awe-inspiring sensation, and I could hardly believe it was happening.

'Nice?' Dinah asked eventually, her face lit by an excited smile.

I nodded carefully and a little nervously, still trying not to jerk or to push back at her hand in response to the overwhelming sensations. 'You were right, it is absolutely amazing.'

'What do you want me to do?' She asked, unsure of how to go on.

'Whatever you want.' It was more of a gasp than anything else. I was getting used to the feeling and wanted to try more. 'Just take it easy.'

Dinah smiled and then began to slowly and tentatively open and close her hand a little inside me.

'Alright?'

'Wonderful.' I closed my eyes to just let the feeling wash over me, conscious at the same time of Ruth leaning forward to get a better view, one hand reaching for and softly stroking the back of my folded thigh. The thought that she was watching so intently was only adding to my pleasure.

Slowly but surely Dinah began to move more surely inside me, her hand opening and twisting gently at the same time so that her fingers tracked across the roof of my passage until she closed her hand again. It felt so bloody good I just wanted more of it. But then she gave me more as she started to thrust into me, gently and slowly at first, but then more quickly, timing it so that she moved forward as her fingers closed and then opening them as she moved back, never in danger of doing hurt but filling me with a squirming, twisting, writhing, chunk of ecstasy.

'My god, Dinah, who told you how to do that?' I gasped, opening my eyes for a second to see the concentration on her face.

'Nobody, I just figured you'd like it.'

'Like it? It's fantastic. But be careful if I come.' I cautioned her.

'It's not if, it's when. Because I'm not stopping 'til you do.' She told me.

That was what I wanted to hear, even though I'd recently come and wasn't ready to climax again yet. There was nothing I wanted to do now except hold on and enjoy the ride, to let her do whatever she wanted to me, inside me. I daren't let go of my legs, I just held on to them, holding them right back to give Dinah access to me, even though I desperately wanted to join in, to tug at my breasts, to squeeze my own nipples and to rub at my clit. Anything to add that little extra to the breath-taking sensations that I was feeling, that little extra thrill that would send me over the edge into orgasm.

Then somehow Ruth seemed to sense what I needed, for she stroked her hand all along my leg to my pussy, running a couple of fingers around my overstretched hole as if to feel Dinah's wrist entering me, and then traced my slit until they could rub gently at my clit, light, rapid, fairy-fingered strokes across my button that soon had my pussy on fire.

I wanted to tell them how good it felt, but I was past that, past any rational thought at all, and I just smiled at them, shaking my head slowly from side to side to convey my wonder as they brought me closer and closer to a what I knew would be a gigantic orgasm.

'I'm going to come.' I warned them. 'Please be careful.'

'Relax.' Dinah reassured me. 'Just enjoy it like I did.'

I was lucky. When the tornado that was my climax hit me a couple of minutes later, the position I was in prevented me from making any sudden movements. My pelvis wanted to thrust itself onto Dinah's hand, but with my legs held back it could find no leverage and my head jerked back instead. Time after time another massive shockwave ran through me, sending my head and neck jerking and jolting around, turning the gasps and cries that I couldn't restrain into incoherent coughs and hiccups that made both Ruth and Dinah smile in amusement. But there was nothing I could do, Dinah's hand and Ruth's fingers united to send wave after wave of sensations along my nervous system, spreading out from my beautifully abused pussy to the tips of my extremities, making my muscles spasm and sending my senses into overload. It was the most fantastic, awesome, all consuming orgasm I have ever had in my entire life. So good that I wasn't sure that I could endure it, until, of course, I did.