My First Female M (Part 3)

After agreeing on the basic principles, I decided to satisfy my own desires first before settling down to "torture" her. So I took off my pants, untied the stockings from her mouth, and took another stocking. I tied both stockings to her nipples and tightened them. She groaned in pain as I tightened them, but judging from her reaction, she seemed to accept it and even enjoy it.

I pulled the two stockings up behind her neck and tied them together. Her breasts were stretched and protruded. Looking at her deformed breasts, I felt incredibly excited. My penis became erect without me even realizing it. I simply took off my clothes and walked around the room naked. I asked her, "Do you know what I'm wearing right now?"

She said she didn't know, so I told her I wasn't wearing anything. She chuckled, and I told her not to laugh. Then I slapped her buttocks hard, and she screamed. She then obediently knelt down. I walked up to her, my penis right in front of her face. "Look up, open your mouth," I said. She cooperated obediently. I put my penis in her mouth, and before I could say anything, she started eating it like a wolf.

As I enjoyed myself, I teased her by pulling on the stockings binding her nipples. Her nipples were incredibly sensitive under the stockings, and each pull caused her to tremble violently. After a while, I decided to find a more suitable position to enjoy this pleasure. So I turned to the side of the bed and let her come over and use her mouth to find my penis while I continued to suckle.

Since we were at home, she was familiar with the environment and the position of the bed. She moved her body while kneeling and quickly made contact with my knee with her mouth. Then she quickly found the exact spot by moving up my thigh. Because she was kneeling, I only needed to turn my body to the side to keep my face at the same height as hers, and it would save her energy. Only by relaxing and enjoying the pleasure can one truly enjoy it, which is also my principle.
Seeing her still diligently sucking with her hands behind her back, her body struggling to maintain balance without the support of her arms, I asked her to stop. I then untied her hands, which made her feel much more relaxed. Her freed hands could then assist her mouth in caressing and kneading, while I fully enjoyed her service.

I should say this is one of the reasons I like mature women—gentle, considerate, knowing what men want, and wholeheartedly using their bodies to satisfy them, unlike younger girls who complain that men aren't gentle enough or good enough to them. Therefore, I believe that, purely from the perspective of enjoying sexual pleasure, mature women over 35 are the best choice, like the woman in front of me. Even though her eyes were covered, she knew how to make me happy and how to bring me ecstasy.

After licking for a while, she suddenly pounced on me, hugging me tightly, breathing heavily, and moaning, "Mmm...ah...I want it..." Seeing this, I pulled her up and pressed her body against mine, kissing her passionately, while my hands caressed her back and buttocks. I reached between her legs to her private parts; her panties were already a little wet, so I had her take them off and straddle me. She quickly got up and removed the only piece of clothing covering her.

At this moment, we were both blinded by desire. Although it was our first meeting, it felt as if we had known each other for a long time. There was no shyness or embarrassment at all. She climbed onto the bed, straddled me, and knelt on the bed with her legs spread apart. One hand held my penis, and the other parted her labia. She sat down hard, and it entered me smoothly. Because of the ample lubrication, there was no discomfort at all. She moaned loudly as I entered her, and we shouted with joy together, flying to the sky together.

Her breasts swayed so dramatically in front of me that I couldn't help but grab and knead them—it was an immense pleasure. Afterwards, I thought the reason we were so engrossed was probably because she was blindfolded. Since she couldn't see me, she relied entirely on imagination and feeling. She didn't have to worry about my gaze, nor any concerns or anxieties, which allowed her to be even more absorbed. After a while, we were both drenched in sweat, and I finally ejaculated inside her. We then rested together for a bit, and I untied the stockings from her head, asking her if she had enjoyed it. Seeing me, she became a little shy, which confirmed my suspicions.
After resting for a while, I got up and looked around her house. Since no one else was home, I wasn't dressed, but she seemed a little uncomfortable and wanted to put on her pajamas. I quickly took them from her and said, "Let's have an Eden-like life today!"
Her family was quite well-off; the house was spacious, and I could tell from the tidiness of the rooms that she was a diligent woman. I paid special attention to the bathroom, which was also very spacious. In my opinion, enjoying life isn't about the size of the bedroom, but rather the kitchen and bathroom. The bathroom had a bathtub, which I liked. I secretly thought this would come in handy later. After familiarizing myself with the surroundings, I prepared to implement my next plan. I asked her, "Want to play some more?" She asked, "Play what?" She clearly knew the answer. I told her to find the rope, and she smiled knowingly.
It seemed she had really prepared carefully. She took out several ropes, some thick and some thin, the thick ones about the thickness of a little finger, the thin ones about the thickness of a mouse cable. I looked at them and they seemed okay; the ropes were quite soft and shouldn't hurt her skin. I soaked them in water, which made the ropes even softer and smoother, making them even safer.

After soaking the ropes in the basin, I got up and took out the syringe, Vaseline, and candles I had brought. I said I would give her an enema first, and she agreed. So I led her to the bathroom. I briefly explained the procedure and possible consequences of an enema to her. Since she had been looking forward to anal training and had already learned a lot about it, I didn't need to elaborate. Then I had her lie face down in the bathtub, trying to raise her buttocks as much as possible to prepare. I took the syringe, filled it with water, and since it was the first time, I chose mild water, planning to use soapy water for the second time.

I could tell she was still a bit nervous; her anus was contracting strongly. The more she anticipated it, the more subconsciously she resisted. I had to try to reassure her again and had her perform a bowel movement. Watching the tender rectal wall evert, I gently aimed the syringe tip at her anus and applied gentle pressure, asking her to do Kegel exercises.

As her anus contracted, I inserted the syringe tip. I then guided her to relax and slowly pushed the syringe in, injecting water little by little. Although half of it flowed out, I continued to guide her to relax, forcing herself not to do the bowel movement or even think about it. I deliberately touched her breasts to distract her.

After a while, the water stopped flowing, and I repeated this process of injecting clean water into her body. After injecting about 150 ml of clean water, she started to feel bloated and needed to defecate. So I had her sit on the toilet and expel the water herself. She said she had just defecated that morning, so there wasn't much waste this time, but the water was still a bit cloudy, so I changed to soapy water and irrigated her again.

Because the soapy water was slippery, and her anus had relaxed a bit after the previous irritation, I could insert the entire syringe directly. Based on the previous experience, not much came out this time. I took out the syringe and directly inserted my fingers to clean her, first my little finger, then my index finger, and then my middle finger. During this time, I also had to constantly encourage her to relax her body. Fortunately, she was very obedient. Although it was a little painful at times, she seemed to enjoy this situation, and she would even moan happily as my fingers went in and out.

After washing with soapy water, I washed her again with clean water. This time, it was basically just clean water that came out. I thought at least her rectum should be clean, and the next step was dilation.
Since I didn't have any special tools, and I don't like those specialized SM tools, I had to improvise. I had her relax her anal sphincter, and slowly inserted the syringe into her anus. Then I wiped the water off her anus clean, had her put on underwear to prevent the syringe from slipping out, and then had her go to the bedroom to rest. This allowed her anal muscles to gradually get used to the thickness of the syringe. After a while, her muscles would stay in the position where the syringe was, leaving a small hole.

After a while, I had her kneel on the bed and helped her take off her underwear. The syringe was still inserted in her anus. Because I had been guiding her to accept its presence rather than subjectively rejecting it, the syringe was now basically inserted into her anus. I pulled out the syringe, and the tender flesh of her anus was turned outwards, which was quite beautiful. I couldn't help but lick it. The warm tongue obviously gave her a lot of stimulation, and she groaned intensely. Then I used my middle finger to apply some Vaseline around her anus and inserted it. With lubrication, it went in smoothly. However, the anus and vagina are different. Due to its natural physiological structure and long-term sexual intercourse, the vagina generally has a lot of elasticity, but the anus is generally tighter, which is why many men like anal sex.

I gently massaged around her anus with my hand and gradually increased the pressure to dilate it. The muscles were very moist with the Vaseline lubrication, and there was no dryness at all. This is something that must be paid attention to. The skin and muscles of the anus are also very delicate, and dilation must be carried out under lubrication conditions, otherwise, tearing will be very painful.

Since I arrived quite late in the morning, and after doing an enema, it was already afternoon. She said she wanted to cook for me, so I asked her to think of anything at home that could be used as an anal plug. Finally, she remembered the cucumber she bought yesterday. I chose one that was the right thickness, cut off the end of the cucumber with a knife, applied Vaseline, and gently inserted it into her anus. Because the cucumber was quite cool, she trembled a little when it first went in, but she quickly got used to it. I told her to put on her underwear and get up to cook, while I watched her busy in the kitchen, wearing only her underwear, while I stood behind her from time to time and rubbed her breasts, teasing her.

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