Unlocked Desires: An Anal Play Adventure

I felt like such an imposter exiting the sex shop, with an unmarked paper bag slung over the crook of my elbow. I hurried to my car and shut the door before folding the top of the bag over so nobody could see inside it and plonking the bag on the passenger seat.

Who was I? What the hell was I doing? I wasn’t the type to go to a sex store, let alone go in and buy…these things, but instead of driving past it like I did every night on the way home from work, I’d gone in. I had half a mind to go in and return everything, but while I was ruminating over my decision, I saw the girl behind the counter come out and put up a ‘Be Back Soon’ sign before locking the door and walking off, probably for her dinner break as it was about that time of the evening. I sighed and started up the car, taking myself and my new friends in the passenger seat home.

As I pulled into the driveway, I thought about why I had bought what I had bought. It all started a year ago when the guy I was hooking up with at the time asked if he could stick his thumb in my butt while we were doing it doggy-style. I remember feeling shocked, a little grossed out, and almost outraged that he’d even ask such a ridiculous thing, but he was caressing the top of my ass as he said it and the moment I felt his finger nudging close to the area, I felt what could only be described as a jolt of excitement. I’d never had anything in there before, and if just a nudge made me feel this excited, surely the inside had to be even more intense? So I said ‘okay’ and let him get all excited about it, and he put his thumb in. He sucked his thumb to coat it with saliva beforehand but it wasn’t proper lube, so the actual process of it going in wasn’t all that comfortable. Still, the sensation of it being in there was surprisingly nice, and the taboo nature of it was undeniably thrilling, and I’d never forgotten it since. It didn’t feel deep so I guessed that he only went in up to the first knuckle, but we stopped seeing each other not long after that and I never got a chance to ask. It didn’t matter though; what I had in the bag would take care of everything.

I grabbed my shopping and headed inside, kicking off my shoes and hanging up my coat in the hallway before making a beeline for my master bedroom. I laid out my purchases on top of the sheets: an anal training kit with a variety of sex toys, plus a tube of anal lubricant. The staff member who had helped me had suggested this set over the other anal training kits because it came with anal beads as well as 3 butt plugs in different sizes, meaning I could explore the smallest bead sizes and get used to them before progressing to the bigger plugs. I picked up the tube of lube — the store attendant had recommended this one over the other anal lubricants because it was water-based, meaning it was compatible with the silicone material my anal sex toys were made from. It also had a super-thick formula, almost like a ‘cushioning jelly’ she had said, which would make things more comfortable back there. Certainly more so than a sucked-on thumb, I would imagine.

Unboxing the anal training kit’s contents, I admired how the soft silicone felt in my hands, like smooth and buttery velvet. I knew I wanted to start with the beads instead of the butt plugs because even the smallest plug seemed so intimidating, and once I started with a plug, the expectation was that I’d get to the end of it so it could actually, y’know, plug me. I was also worried about removing the plug once it was in there, because it seemed like it would be comfortable once it was nestled all the way in after my anus swallowed the largest part and then closed up around the narrow neck, but then I’d have to pull it out, and removing a butt plug wasn’t like putting it in, where the tapered tip slowly widened. Doing that in reverse would mean stretching myself around the biggest part first, and then having it slip out more easily, and I thought that it would be less of an issue with the beads.

I examined the anal beads — there were 10 beads in total, each one slightly larger than the last. The smallest one was barely any bigger than my pinky nail, so surely that one would be easy, and the next one after wasn’t that much bigger than that. How many of these beads would I be able to fit in on my first try?

A quick rinse in the shower after my day was what I needed. I ducked into the bathroom to get myself cleaned up, drying off and bringing the towel back with me into the bedroom, laying it on top of the bedsheets, just in case. I had seen douches and enemas at the shop in a display of anal care products, and while I wasn’t ready to go all in and commit to having anal care accessories as well as anal sex toys, I had made a mental note to pick up a little douche for myself if this first adventure went well.

I flopped down on my back on top of the towel, holding the anal beads out in front of me. The largest bead at the end was topped with a hollow ring, ensuring the beads were easy to pull out and wouldn’t get lost inside my body. It was a terrifying thought, but it was reassuring to know there was something in place specifically to prevent it.

Better get started before I lose my nerve, I thought to myself. I flipped open the lube’s lid and gently squirted a generous glob of the clear gel onto the first 3 beads, rubbing it all over the silicone and massaging what was left on my fingers around my butthole. The formula was like jelly, but silkier, and intensely moisturising as it began to absorb into my skin. It was a little chilly, which made my butt pucker up a little, but it wasn’t as cold as the cooling anal lubricants I had tried in the sex shop. Maybe I’d pick up a warming formula the next time I was in…

But there needed to be a first time before there was a next time, so here goes nothing. I spread my legs and tried to relax so I wouldn’t have to use much force to get the first bead in, positioning the strand against my opening and giving it a little push. The starting bead was so small it popped in without much resistance at all, which was also a shock. I wasn’t expecting it to be so…easy. I withdrew the first bead, and it slid out just as smoothly as it went in. Was it just a fluke? I tried reinserting it and it was just as effortless. I suppose the first bead really was tiny. What about the next one?

The second bead pressed up against my entrance, and slowly slid in, with just a tiny bit of resistance that felt oh-so-satisfying. The first bead was deeper now, we were probably at the first-knuckle length. I peered between my legs to check that the third bead was still slick with lubricant, then pushed again. I had to consciously relax my sphincter to get the third in, so I thought this was a good place to stop for a first try. Once it was in though, I felt a pleasant fullness that was different from having something in my vagina, but still nice. I experimented with slowly seesawing the beads back and forth, feeling them rippling repeatedly against my entrance. There must be a hell of a lot of nerve endings down there for just 3 beads to feel this good. I wasn’t even halfway down the total beads available on this strand and it already had my toes curling this hard!

My mind was wandering to the vibrating anal sex toys I'd seen at the sex shop, proclaiming boldly from the shelves how good they’d make me feel. I'd never had an anal orgasm before but apparently it was possible. I had been hesitant to invest in a vibrating model of anything going in my butt before trying out a basic version, but if these beads in my butt could vibrate, I bet that would have felt amazing. I shimmied across the bed on my back, opening the top bedside drawer on the right and whipped out my trusty wand vibrator. Luckily it was fully charged thanks to the little battery icon on the screen that always let me know when I should retire it for a couple of hours. I turned it on at the lowest setting and held it against the strand of beads that was still sticking out from my body, feeling the rumbling transfer into the beads, which started buzzing inside me. I almost didn’t know what to expect, even though I was very accustomed to vibration. It was quite a unique sensation, and I wanted more of it. I turned up my wand vibrator to the next setting and the buzzing intensified. My ass was tingling, and it felt like it was almost dancing around the beads. The bead that was vibrating closest to the entrance was the one I could feel most, but I tried to focus on the ones buzzing inside me too. The vibrations there were not as strong since they were further away from my wand, but I could feel them filling me with their mind-emptying presence. I wondered if maybe I should have just ponied up for the vibrating versions of everything in the first place.

I decided this was good progress for my first time and wanted to wrap up. I decided I’d finish myself off my usual way but with the beads still inside me as a memorable way to cap things off. I moved my wand away from the beads and onto my clit, where I immediately felt my clit come to life and start tingling as my pussy muscles clenched and unclenched. Playing with my ass had warmed me up and I was already quite close, to my surprise. The feeling of having the now stationary beads inside my asshole felt extra naughty, and combined with the gentle seesaw motion and the rippling sensation again, it wasn’t long before I was having a squirting orgasm! Completely breathless, I mentally thanked myself for putting the towel down and forced myself out of bed to clean and clear everything up, taking special care to massage the foam of my sex toy cleaner into the silicone of the beads before rinsing. I left them to air dry on a clean hand towel out in the open by the sink. Ah, the joys of living alone.

Still completely naked, I collapsed into bed, already dreaming of my next anal encounter with my new friends who were now at home in my top drawer…

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