After several weeks of waiting, my newly prized possession arrived at my door along with the rest of the mail. I snagged the box, tossed the other letters and advertisements all over the floor, and tore into the packaging like a folf possessed. I had spent several weeks not only planning this acquisition with help from friends but also waiting for the thing to be made and sent. Every single day I was sitting on pins and needles just hoping I would see a little cardboard box and here it was, being ripped to shreds.

As I tore into the tape and packaging, sending crinkling bits of vermillion tissue paper all about the hallway, I finally pulled out the treasured prize. To my eyes it was even more gorgeous than it looked on the internet. It was impossible not to brandish it like a treasure, because it was more than just a “thing.”

Here was my first sex toy... and a dildo, at that.

If you had asked me months ago about buying one then you would have met with frantic denials. The thought of being within five feet of one of these things was out of the question! But here I was, staring at its silicon goodness, quivering ever so gently in the palm of my hand as it remained permanently erect, a monument to its design. 

Eight pure inches of synthetic length, complete with additional ripples and ridges to simulate a canine’s roaring veins in the heat of passion. Right at the base was a thick pair of spheres, a knot that was far more formidable than I had first envisioned. Sure, it looked as thick as a can of soda in the various product shots, but who knew it would be so girthy?

My bed seemed like the perfect place to give the new toy a real workout.  Even with no one else around in my house I still shut the door, just in case. Taking off all of my clothes and littering them across the floor was a snap, especially since I had plenty of motivation.  After tossing the precious acquisition onto the bed from across the room, I slid open my nightstand drawer and started to apply an exceptional amount of lubricant. My fingers and palms grew slick as I spread the fluid all around both hands, only to eagerly pick up the dildo and lather up every inch of it. 

Still, that wasn’t the only part of the equation that required some prep. I laid back along my mattress,  soaked toy resting on my chest. With a bit of wiggling and a slightly-raised right leg I was able to start glazing up my tailhole with my middle finger. Following my friend’s advice, I took it easy, went slow, and carefully inserted it time and time again. Each attempt let my finger sink in a bit more, joint after joint finding a home within my hot folds. The thought alone of a bit of anal fun was enough to get me to slip out of my sheath, my crimson dick swaying lightly with the rest of my body as I worked my digit in my backdoor. I curled my fingertip against my inner walls, swirling them around before the thrusting picked up speed. My tempo increased as I sank my finger in enough where I had to moan out in surprise. I glanced down to find myself staring at my own knot, fully inflated, as my tip just dripped its preliminary juices all over the bedspread. As much as I wanted to give it a stroke, I knew it would be better if I waited; after all, I still needed to slide my index finger into my pucker and hold both lengths in there for a few minutes. Otherwise, I wasn’t so sure I would be able to get anywhere with my new canine friend.

Minutes passed and my preparation was out of the way. With my asshole thoroughly lubed up (and, frankly, hungry for more), I gave the toy one more coating of slickness. Now came the hard part, trying to stick what was essentially a square peg in a round hole. I may have played with myself once or twice, but the beast’s dimensions, while probably just fine for the experienced lot, were by no means meant for a minor. Still, I had to be a size queen about the process, and I was soon starting to regret it.

The very tip of the doggie-shaped dildo wound up being a problem to begin with. I took a traditional stance, at least one that seemed that way from porn online and videos, and I tried to squat on the poor thing from above. Despite all of my effort, the very end of the silicone dick was happy enough to lap at and around my folf ring, even part it a bit and say a brief hello, but it soon slid right back out. Five minutes worth of attempts, each one managing to get another few millimeters of its very edge in there right before flopping ineffectively onto the bed, nearly drove me to tears, as well as a few other positions.

Sitting upright on the bed, relaxing my ass while trying to work the sex toy from between my legs and below my groin? It was no use at all…although I did discover a potential new love for hot dogging. 

With my spine pressed against my backboard, my hindquarters raised ever so slightly while trying to hold the fake cock upwards? A tiny bit better, but still no better penetration like I was hoping for.

I could feel myself start to whimper as I saw my erection starting to go away. I was slipping back into my sheath at an alarming rate, deathly afraid that I had just dropped a stupid amount of money on a pleasuring tool I just couldn’t use at all.

Just one more attempt to go, though. I laid on my back once more, hoisting my right leg up high again. If it worked well enough for my fingers it should be good enough for my new knotty friend, right? Several times I brought it up to my hole, either missing entirely or feeling it try to cram in but without any yielding on my part. All of the additional stress had me tighter than a vice, and I was essentially slamming it against a shut door that refused to budge.

One long breath in,one long breath out. I repeated these inhales and exhales until I could feel my muscles start to give way, the anxiety finally leaving. Some more time passed before I felt my opening yawning wide, graciously accepting the toy into my depths.

To be honest, it was a strange sensation. The head on the dildo was a bit thicker than the rest of the shaft, but I adored how it was stretching me out. On the other, while my mind and my senses were being overwhelmed with bliss, I could feel my ass both clasp around the intruding object as well as endeavor to get it back out as fast as possible. I slipped my hand down to the cerulean base of the toy to keep it wedged in place, the rest of my nethers furiously trying to expel it at the same time.

I was fighting against myself, but my hand was slowly becoming the victor. I could barely see a thing down between my legs since my erection slipped out once more to obstruct my view. Precum dribbled out of the sides of my sheath and all along my legs as I started to enjoy the rush. As much as my rump fought against my hand, the latter had far more leverage. Every push to send the toy right out of my tunnel my palm was there to shove it right back in. It was a constant tug-of-war, but each rush in either direction drove me wild.

Eventually I found myself unable to tell if I was fighting the dildo any longer. At some point in the process I started to rock along my blanket, feeling that onyx-hued cock slip deeper into my body. It felt so thick halfway in, as if forcing its way through my virgin passage. I was giving myself up to this molded slab of silicone. It may have been inanimate, but it felt like it just wanted to bury itself deeper into me. Despite all of my pausing, halting, and holding it in place so I could catch my breath, I was whining like a newborn pup. 

Its girth was cumbersome yet amazing. I could feel the fur on my backside come in contact with the approaching knot, but I didn’t think I could take it. My insides were at their limit now, hugging all along every nook and cranny of the thick beast plunging into my ass. They couldn’t be spread any more wide if I had tried. I splayed my legs as best I could, repositioned my arm to sink it in just a fraction more. I wanted as much as I could get in there, almost a slave to the bliss. The head kept jutting into my prostate, sending my juices flying all over my legs and chest, until I could feel the pressure start to build.

As much as I wanted to give my entire being up to the toy, it had to wait for another day. I stroked myself furiously to completion, holding onto that edge a few times over before sprinting across. As I curled my fingers behind my knot and gave it a tremendous tug forward, I came like it was my very first orgasm. My vision blurred as I saw the faint trail of cream shoot across the room. I felt a faint bit of it splatted along the sides of my charcoal-hued feet as they were still suspended in the air, my legs acting as if they were held upright as if in stirrups. The rest of my cum splattered all along my tail as it drooped off of the bed. Even while it wagged about in the throes of ecstasy, I painted it all the more white than just the tailtip.
 
Thoroughly drained of both energy and spunk, I slowly lowered my legs back down to the mattress and snuggled up to my pillow. I made no motion to remove the toy, though. I may not have been able to take its knot quite yet, but the absolute girth of the dildo was definitely acting with just as much effectiveness. Even as my ring was still dripping a fair amount of fresh lube from the canine shaft in me, it would still be a few more hours until I could tug it back on out.

Still, though, I loved the sensation of being full. It actually meant the world to me twice over. For starters, it meant that I was able to take in some part of it, thoroughly claiming it as my property and mine allow as it remained burrowed six inches or so into my ass. Even better, though, was that it staying in there just reminded me how badly I wanted it shoved in in the first place. Something told me that, one day, I would use this little thing so much I would only want something far more substantial.
A small grin crossed my face as I pondered that last thought, slowly drifting off to sleep. The last thing I remembered, save for bringing back my hand to gently nudge the toy a bit within me just to get my blood pumping once more, was that I was absolutely right.

I only craved more, and the sooner I could have it, the better. 

It would have to wait a bit, though. This company had plenty of product lines on sale, and what better way to find out my likes and limits than to try all of them over time?