Erica, Ranch Wife. pt 4 her first anal

Erica was pretty adventurous during our playtime. She had made suggestions about anal sex and offered none of the upturned-nose type behavior some people have with it. She had taken a rather vigorous anal fingering and had no problem with analingus when I performed it on her. In fact, she had motioned my head towards her butt,when I ate her out on several occasions. She was concerned about cleanliness and seemed pretty aware of rather she was clean or not. The subject of enemas naturally came up and I was hopeful she would want a demonstration.

“So you’re just gonna jam a waterhose up my ass and hope for the best ? she asked.

“Well..” I started.

“I could spew water out of my ass and fly across the yard, that’d be cool” she said.

I knew she was joking. I needed to educate her. But I had no enema bag. I made a point to buy one from CVS the very next trip into town.

I purchased a water bottle/ fountain syringe/ enema-douche bag kit from CVS. It had several attachments for all the possible needs you might have. I looked at it briefly while in the truck, just to get an idea. The long douche nozzle was flared at the end. It was longer, wider and looked more substantial than the enema pipe that was slender, short and simple. I decided then and there to throw the enema pipe in the trash and use the flared douche nozzle on Erica when the time came. Just imagining this thing being pushed into her tight little bottom was giving me wood.

I stopped at yet another CVS on the other side of town to buy a selection of “joy jellies” I thought I might like to try on her. I bought astroglide, KY in various flavors, vaseline, aloe hand lotion, tea flavored massage oil and noxema. I almost fainted when the tab reached $ 112.00 I didn’t put anything back. I was trying to be non-descript and wanted the hell out of there. The only thing worse would have been the checker announcing a price check on some of these things. I figured I’d use every ounce of this stuff this summer before she went back, or at least I’d try.

I had heard that various oils and additives can be used in an enema for stimulation or just cleansing. I had liquid dial soap at home and figured I’d stick to that. No need to get exotic right off the bat, I’d have plenty of time to experiment.

When I arrived at home, Erica helped me carry all the rest of the items in the house and put them away. I kept the best for last, as I wanted to expose her slowly to this stuff and not overwhelm her. I also didn’t want her seeing me that obsessed with her. Most of the stuff went under the sink or in the medicine cabinet where it blended unobtrusively. I put the tea oil in the hall closet like it had been there for years.

That evening, laying on the sofa absorbing the TV, Erica was draped over me like a blanket, in her usual position. I started rubbing her neck and shoulders and she was into it in no time. She dropped her shirt and bra off and sat up for me allowing better access to all those sore points on her tender young back. I massaged and rubbed her every which way. She would occasionally groan when I hit the right spots and almost yelp when I hit a tender spot too hard.

I sat her on the edge of the sofa as I stood and removed my shirt and walked to the hall closet to fetch the tea oil. When I returned and she saw the oil, she went to get a spare bed sheet. She knew what I was up to. When she returned, she laid the sheet out on the sofa to protect it from the oil, then she laid down on it, prone. Erica reached up and pulled her hair up to keep it off her back and keep it out of the oil. I pulled the ottoman over to sit on and positioned myself for good access to her sweet body. She had pulled her socks off, but had left her cotton bikini undies on. Just teasing me, I figured. I wondered at the gravity defying aspect of her asscheeks. They were so soft, yet so firm and seemed to stand up at an impossible angle when she was prone. I figured I must need 4 inches of cock just to get to her asshole, not to mention put my cock into it. She had a marvelously shaped rear-end. When she stood it hung down from her back where it was attached and therefore jutted out like a nice ass should. When she was prone, you would think that the same attachment point would cause the weight of her fat laden bottom to shift and allow it to sag down towards the bed. But no, that wasn’t the case at all, thank God. I could see her crack through the panties and the top of her crack just barley peeked out from under them. The rest of her butt was covered in soft, white cotton and was nicely framed by the cut of her bikini panties.

I poured some of the fragrant oil onto my hands and placed them on her back and started to rub the wet, slick salve over her skin. This afforded me much better access to her muscles, deep under her skin. It also increased the sensitivity and intimacy of our back rub, ten-fold. I knew it would. It might be Erica’s first time for some of this, but it’s seldom ever mine.

I rubbed her neck, shoulders and skipped down to her legs. She had strong, muscular legs, silky smooth and a pretty olive color.

“OK, all done” I announced.

“Noo, not yet, you’re not done..” she pleaded.

“Just kidding, roll over” I answered.

She did and uncovered her breasts. Like her ass, they defied gravity. The firm tits were pointing straight up and her large, puffy nipples were as taught and erect as I’d ever seen them.