Publié le 10 décembre 2025
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I, Miss C, have always been curious about my body, but anal pleasure is as if I have discovered a secret buried deep within me, a hidden door that opens to waves of ecstasy that I did not even imagine.

The first time, I was nervous, my heart was racing, but with a gentle and patient partner, who took the time to slowly caress me until I felt that heat building, that irresistible desire for more. When he finally slid inside me, millimeter by millimeter, I felt an incredible fullness, as if my whole body was filled with energy pulsing from my ass to my clit.

Anal orgasms, for me, are a different explosion, deeper, more animal. It starts with exquisite pressure on the internal walls, which stimulates areas that the vaginal does not always reach.

I remember this time when I was on all fours, my ass exposed, and he started going back and forth slowly, stroking my clit at the same time. My ass relaxed, and suddenly a wave washed over me: my muscles contracted around it, my stomach knotted, and I came so hard with this feeling of liquid heat spreading everywhere, as if my orgasm was starting from the depths of my anus and radiating through my entire body.

It's indecent, yes, but so liberating – in these moments I feel like a self-confident little slut, who loves feeling a thick cock filling my ass, making me tremble without even touching my vagina.

And when you add toys, it's even more exciting. A vibrating plug, inserted gently during foreplay, which vibrates against my walls while I'm licked, makes me soar.

The anal orgasm leaves me panting, with this residual throbbing that lasts for minutes, as if my ass continues to cum on its own.

I love being that woman who dares, who says "take me from behind" with a naughty smile, and who ends up begging for more.

It's my secret pleasure, the one that makes me addictive, but which I only practice with particularly delicate and vicious men - try it, girls, with lots of lubricant and sweetness, and you will see how indecent and divine it is.


As for me, Mr. R, I am going to tell you what fascinates me the most in the act of offering a woman anal pleasure: it is this slow and delicate dance where everything is patience, trust and abandonment.

What I like above all is the gentle, progressive, almost ritual dilation. Start with light caresses around the anus, touch with your fingers, your tongue, apply warm lubricant, then insert one finger, then two, with infinite slowness, observing each shiver, each sigh. I feel the resistance giving way little by little, the muscles relaxing, the body opening up, offering itself. It’s a rare privilege: to be the one who guides this opening, who transforms tension into pure voluptuousness.

But what excites me most deeply is not penetration itself. It’s the total abandonment of my partner. When she finally gives herself, when her body fully accepts, when her moans become more indecent, when her hips arch of their own accord to welcome me deeper... that's when I feel an intense, almost spiritual excitement. Seeing her eyes glaze over, hearing her breathing quicken, feeling her ass contract around me in rhythm with her orgasms – these long, deep waves that pass through her from the inside – it is a mirror of her pleasure which consumes me.

I like to know that it is my patience, my gentleness, my presence that allows him to achieve this pleasure that is so intimate, so vulnerable. When she enjoys like this, offered, trembling, I feel both powerful and humble. It is a rare communion, an exchange where I do not take: I receive his abandonment, and I return it to him with pleasure.

For me, anal is not a conquest. It is a celebration of absolute trust and shared pleasure, in its most elegant and profound form.