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to my bed and got on my hands and knees. I rubbed the lube all around my asshole.
Then I put my index finger in. I had to press hard, my backdoor hardly ever having been entered. I tried to get as much lube in there as I could.
I reached behind me for the small butt plug and rubbed the lube all over it. I put it at the entrance to my ass and began pushing it in.
Oh my God! How does anyone like this? That is the strangest sensation ever. By the time I was stretched wide enough for the small plug, I was in pain until plop! it fell in.
"Fuck!" I said out loud, my butt in the air.
I was almost ready to quit, to give up, to resign myself that I am cursed and must live my life without orgasms. Then, as my ass got used to the feeling it relaxed a bit. I even found myself breathing deeply and drifting away in my mind.
Then I felt nerve pulses traveling between my ass and my pussy. I reached down and started playing with my lips, teasing them with my forefinger.
As I did so, I felt the same orgasm build again. I almost hated to let it rise because I knew I wasn't going to have release. But I did it anyway, sending myself into utter delirium. Much to my surprise, everything seemed enhanced by having the butt plug in me.
Over the next two days I repeated the procedure, eventually working my way up to getting the medium inside me. Yes, I was a little sore. But not as bad as I had expected. Tamara Tolson was right. Go slow.
Eventually I got that medium-sized monster in me. The first time felt like a 18-wheeler was driving up my ass, but after putting it in and taking it out about ten times I got used to it.
And kind of... liked it.
But was I going to be able to relax enough to do it in the actual store?
Chapter 4
I was back in the adult store again. Different employee at the counter, a large girl with too much makeup.
Good. I was wearing a brunette wig with straight shoulder-length hair, a black leather jacket, and a short skirt. Not my usual style. I also did my makeup differently, all pale with dark eyeliner and bright red lipstick. I was hoping the same guy wasn't working so he wouldn't recognize me. I was in luck.
Fuck, it was more crowded today. Nine people. All guys. Shit.
The butt plug section was nestled around the corner from the gay DVD section. I hung around there for a while, figuring out my next move. If anyone wondered why a girl was in the gay section, they certainly didn't ask. In fact, I had a feeling I could get naked and twirl around and nobody would say a word.
The guy looking at magazines had a clear view of the butt plug section. I was going to have to be careful of him. There was a guy near the New Releases DVD's who was also not far away. Every guy in the damned place checked me out.
Shit, maybe I should have worn camouflage pants and a hoodie. But then how would I get the plug up my ass?
I didn't think of that. Under my short skirt there were no panties. Couldn't allow them to get in the way.
I could go home, change, and come back.
No, that's no good. The girl behind the counter would recognize me and wonder why the fuck I changed my clothes.
Unless I came back later after a shift change.
No! I cleaned myself out, psyched myself up, and got 'in the zone.' No! I'm going to do this now.
I moved around the gay DVDs to the other aisle. I watched the girl at the counter. She was reading something I couldn't see, her elbows on the counter. Good.
Magazine guy seemed engrossed in something. Good.
New Releases guy turned and walked to his left. Even better.
This was my moment. All the other customers were more toward the front of the store and wouldn't be able to see me behind the curvature of the racks in front of the butt plug section.
I walked over to it.
There it was. The medium. Hello, new buddy. You're about to shed your plastic container and get very intimate with me.
I reached out and touched it. I looked back. Nobody noticed me.
I took it off the metal holder that held it in a
Then I put my index finger in. I had to press hard, my backdoor hardly ever having been entered. I tried to get as much lube in there as I could.
I reached behind me for the small butt plug and rubbed the lube all over it. I put it at the entrance to my ass and began pushing it in.
Oh my God! How does anyone like this? That is the strangest sensation ever. By the time I was stretched wide enough for the small plug, I was in pain until plop! it fell in.
"Fuck!" I said out loud, my butt in the air.
I was almost ready to quit, to give up, to resign myself that I am cursed and must live my life without orgasms. Then, as my ass got used to the feeling it relaxed a bit. I even found myself breathing deeply and drifting away in my mind.
Then I felt nerve pulses traveling between my ass and my pussy. I reached down and started playing with my lips, teasing them with my forefinger.
As I did so, I felt the same orgasm build again. I almost hated to let it rise because I knew I wasn't going to have release. But I did it anyway, sending myself into utter delirium. Much to my surprise, everything seemed enhanced by having the butt plug in me.
Over the next two days I repeated the procedure, eventually working my way up to getting the medium inside me. Yes, I was a little sore. But not as bad as I had expected. Tamara Tolson was right. Go slow.
Eventually I got that medium-sized monster in me. The first time felt like a 18-wheeler was driving up my ass, but after putting it in and taking it out about ten times I got used to it.
And kind of... liked it.
But was I going to be able to relax enough to do it in the actual store?
Chapter 4
I was back in the adult store again. Different employee at the counter, a large girl with too much makeup.
Good. I was wearing a brunette wig with straight shoulder-length hair, a black leather jacket, and a short skirt. Not my usual style. I also did my makeup differently, all pale with dark eyeliner and bright red lipstick. I was hoping the same guy wasn't working so he wouldn't recognize me. I was in luck.
Fuck, it was more crowded today. Nine people. All guys. Shit.
The butt plug section was nestled around the corner from the gay DVD section. I hung around there for a while, figuring out my next move. If anyone wondered why a girl was in the gay section, they certainly didn't ask. In fact, I had a feeling I could get naked and twirl around and nobody would say a word.
The guy looking at magazines had a clear view of the butt plug section. I was going to have to be careful of him. There was a guy near the New Releases DVD's who was also not far away. Every guy in the damned place checked me out.
Shit, maybe I should have worn camouflage pants and a hoodie. But then how would I get the plug up my ass?
I didn't think of that. Under my short skirt there were no panties. Couldn't allow them to get in the way.
I could go home, change, and come back.
No, that's no good. The girl behind the counter would recognize me and wonder why the fuck I changed my clothes.
Unless I came back later after a shift change.
No! I cleaned myself out, psyched myself up, and got 'in the zone.' No! I'm going to do this now.
I moved around the gay DVDs to the other aisle. I watched the girl at the counter. She was reading something I couldn't see, her elbows on the counter. Good.
Magazine guy seemed engrossed in something. Good.
New Releases guy turned and walked to his left. Even better.
This was my moment. All the other customers were more toward the front of the store and wouldn't be able to see me behind the curvature of the racks in front of the butt plug section.
I walked over to it.
There it was. The medium. Hello, new buddy. You're about to shed your plastic container and get very intimate with me.
I reached out and touched it. I looked back. Nobody noticed me.
I took it off the metal holder that held it in a
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