Toys

We found back to the same rhythm again, sleeping in the same bed ever so often. The only change was me committing even further to change. I lived as Amanda all hours I didn't have to be on video calls. I started to face the world as Amanda, grocery shopping, walking in the neighbourhood, shopping for clothes with Leslie. One day I used the excuse that I needed a new blouse when Leslie was busy to go to the mall alone.

I got the blouse, stopped at a hairdresser and trimmed the hair and got earrings. On my way out, almost shaking with fear and excitement, I stopped at The Purple Rose. I had browsed many websites to learn what I needed. The conclusion is that my best choice would be a set of but plugs starting from quite small. I also felt a deep lust for a glass dildo. I looked around the shop and was almost overwhelmed by the selection. There were lifelike dildos from tiny to monster size, vibrators in all colours and shapes, toys for him, toys for her etc. I hid among the shelf with but plugs, I didn't want black ones, and soon a tempting set of 5 pink plugs caught my eye. The plugs varied in size and shape. My next mission was to find a glass dildo. I found a shelf with dildos ranging from lifelike to totally alien. Almost hidden there was a glass dildo. The main dildo was straight with a solid base, on the outside a thread of purple glass was spiralling around. I imagined the feeling of this smooth bump in and out of my ass and bought it. I also bought a big bottle of recommended lube.

When I got home Leslie had left the place with the note "Don't sit up". I immediately entered my bedroom and unwrapped my catch. The next step was the bathroom where I filled the tub. I gathered my toys laid back in the hot bath relaxing or trying to relax. My attention was on the toys and before long the smallest plug was in my hand. I pushed the plug on my hole and felt it slip in. Holy **** is this a forewarning of what to feel. It hurt a little bit, I felt a strange pressure filling me up, and pleasure radiated from my ass. I started to move it in and out and the feelings intensified. I consciously refused to play with the cock, but grabbed the next plug. I let the small plug slip out, and pushed the next one in, this one a slightly larger version of the last. Holy **** it wasn't a bluff. I pushed it all in and left it there a short while before starting to move it a bit in and out. After a few minutes, I moved to number three. Again the intensity of the feelings hit me like a sledgehammer. I could no longer leave my hands from my cock. Again it struck me how deflated it seemed in my excited setting, but it grew in seconds when I started to work on it. While it grew the pressure from the plug intensified until an orgasm struck. Just before I came I removed my hand from the cock, just working on the plug. The orgasm felt a bit different, less from the penis more from somewhere deeper, the rays of cum were also slower and weaker than I was used to.