I, Sparkle, sit on the edge of my bed, my rainbow hair spilling over my shoulders as I gaze longingly at the unopened package on my nightstand. It’s been too long since I’ve indulged in my favorite little pleasure. Admittedly, I’m a bit of an ass plug aficionado. There’s just something about the feeling of it stretching me out, filling me up in the most exquisite way.
With trembling fingers, I tear open the wrapper, revealing a sleek, purple plug with a long, narrowed tail. My mouth waters at the sight. I set it down beside me and lean back, my olive skin glowing under the soft light. It’s time.
I prop a pillow against the headboard and grab a bottle of lube, squirting a generous amount onto my index finger. I lift my skirt, exposing the lacy black thong that barely covers my pert, freckled derrière. My heart races as I trace a line along my crack, easing a finger inside to prepare myself.
The cool air caresses my skin, sending shivers down my spine as I steadily work more lube into my ass. I relish the sensation of my finger moving deeper, spreading me open. My arousal grows with each passing moment.
Finally, I feel ready. I pick up the plug, giving it a slow, deliberate squeeze. It’s cold and smooth, promising the perfect fit. I rub the rounded tip against my entrance, teasing us both.
With a deep breath, I push forward, the plug’s head slipping past my tightening rings. A soft moan escapes my lips as it sinks in deeper, filling me with a delicious pressure. I pause, letting my body adjust to the intrusion before pushing harder.
I cry out, burying my face in the pillow as my hips buck instinctively. It’s pure bliss. I continue to push until I can feel the end of the tail nestled snugly inside me.
I sit up, panting, my chest heaving with desire. The plug feels marvelous, stretching me out in the most wonderful way. I reach back, giving it a tentative tug. A rush of heat floods my senses as it shifts inside me, and I can’t help but moan again.
I spread my legs wider, enjoying the feeling of being so thoroughly filled. My thong is utterly insignificant now. The plug is where I want it most. I rock my hips gently, savoring the way it rubs against that sensitive spot inside me with every movement.
I’m lost in the pleasure, lost in the raw, animalistic desire that only this plug can bring me. My fingers dance over my clit as I grind against it, chasing the high. The coil of tension builds within me, tighter and tighter, until…
I capsize into a shuddering climax, my body convulsing as waves of ecstasy crash over me. The plug throbs inside me, prolonging my pleasure until I’m left breathless and trembling.
As I slowly come down from my high, I smile to myself, already looking forward to the next time I’ll get to indulge in this naughty little delight. For now, I settle back against the pillow, the purple plug nestled deep within me, and drift off to sleep with a contented sigh.