I destroyed my little asshole with anal toys

I wanted to try anal. For real. Not with someone else yet; I wanted to do it alone first, understand my body, control the rhythm, the pain-pleasure, with no one judging me or rushing me.

I bought the toys from a discreet online store, a basic but well-thought-out kit. A small black silicone plug with a wide base (for beginners), a medium vibrating plug, an industrial amount of water-based lube, and a thin, flexible 15cm anal dildo with a suction cup. I hid them in a box under the bed.

The problem was my roommates. The apartment is small, the walls are thin, and there’s always someone around, Sofía coming home late, the other one fucking her boyfriend noisily again. Every time I tried, I’d hear footsteps in the hallway or the door opening, and I’d stash everything away quickly, frustrated and wetter than ever.

Until the perfect Saturday arrived. Sofía went away for the weekend with her family, the other roommate stayed at her boyfriend’s place. The whole apartment to myself. I locked the door, lowered the blinds, put on some low music (something slow and dark with a deep bass), turned on the red lamp, and took out the box.

I stripped naked in front of the bathroom mirror. I put on my favorite black fishnet stockings, they made me feel more like a slut, and I went to the bed.

I started with the small plug. I lay on my back, legs spread toward the mirror I’d placed at the foot of the bed. I coated the plug and my back entrance with lube. I took a deep breath. I pressed the tip against the tight ring. At first it resisted, it stung a little, but I pushed gently and steadily. I felt it open up, centimeter by centimeter, the strange but exciting stretch. When the widest part passed, the plug settled in with a “pop” and the base sat flat against my ass. I moaned softly, the weight inside felt weird but good. I moved my hips slowly, feeling it press against the thin wall separating my ass from my vagina. My clit throbbed without me even touching it.

I picked up the bullet vibe and put it on low, right on my clit. The buzzing combined with the internal pressure made me arch my back instantly. I turned up the intensity. I moaned louder. I didn’t stop. I wanted more. I carefully removed the small plug and picked up the medium vibrating one. More lube, lots of it. I got on all fours, ass toward the mirror, watching myself in the reflection, legs spread, pussy swollen and glistening, ass exposed. I pressed the medium plug in. It was thicker. It burned more intensely, but the pain turned into pleasure as it went in. I pushed slowly, breathing deep. When the base touched my skin, I turned it on low. The internal vibration was brutal, I could feel every pulse in my pussy through the thin wall. I moaned loud, out of control.

I slid two fingers into my pussy while the plug vibrated. I pumped fast, feeling the toy press against my fingers from the inside. I came again, screaming, squirts escaping around my fingers, the plug amplifying everything until my legs trembled and I collapsed sideways, gasping.

But I wanted the dildo. I wanted to feel it move for real.

I coated it well with lube, stuck it with the suction cup to the mirror at the perfect height. I knelt in front of it, my back to the mirror. I spread my ass cheeks with my hands, looking at myself in the reflection, ass open, back entrance red and swollen from the previous plug. I lowered myself slowly onto the anal dildo. The head went in, then the thin but firm shaft. It hurt more than the plugs, but I wanted it. I lowered until my ass cheeks touched the cold mirror. I had it all the way inside. I stayed still for a second, feeling how full I was, how it pressed in places I’d never felt before.

I started to move. Going up and down slowly at first, watching in the mirror how my ass opened and closed around the black dildo. I sped up. I bounced harder, my tits bouncing, my hands pinching my nipples until they hurt. The orgasm was so intense my vision went blurry, legs convulsing, ass squeezing the dildo tightly.

I kept riding until I couldn’t anymore. I came one last time, my whole body trembling, my voice breaking into hoarse moans. I slowly pulled out the dildo and let myself fall onto my back, legs spread, pussy and ass throbbing, fake cum (white lube) and my own juices covering me completely, my brown skin glistening with sweat and fluids.

I lay there for a while, breathing heavily, looking at myself in the mirror, hair disheveled, face flushed, tits marked from my own pinches, ass red and swollen, pussy open and glistening. I smiled, tired.

I felt powerful. I had been mine. Completely mine. And I knew that next time, when I was ready, I would let someone take me from behind… but only after I’d learned to break myself open alone.