Being a woman I firmly believe that we ladies get more enjoyment out of an enema that men do. Do you agree or not?
The pleasure of enemas affects and excites ALL of our senses. The closeness and intimacy as we surrender our body and mind during those moments, and the feelings they produce deep within us, to me are an erotic experience.
Yes, Sally a lovely description of your development as a woman.. Thank you for sharing it.
Sally, thank you for sharing such a wonderful story! Karma to you!
Wow! Sallyxx, what an accurate description.
I'm not sure why enemas are so erotic, so I want to investigate the psychological side of it. In my mind, enemas are linked to intimacy and naughtiness both.
When was that activity imprinted on my brain as a significant event? With the first enema I ever got? That event goes way back.
When I was a toddler, I entered the “Terrible Twos” and became insufferably independent and demanding. If I hadn’t been spanked regularly, you can bet my parents would probably have had to chase me down the middle of the highway at rush hour.
It’s a matter of survival for a child to learn to obey. “Don’t run with scissors!” “Get back from the edge of that cliff!” “Don’t put that deflated balloon in your mouth!” If children won’t take orders, they may die. Nothing works better than spankings to drive home lessons. Except for enemas, perhaps, in certain situations.
When my mother told me that I was getting an enema, and not even knowing what it was, my first knee-jerk response was to use my favorite word, “NO!” Then it became a contest. Refusing to take my clothes off got them pulled off me. Refusing to lie down and lift my knees meant I was forced across her lap and had my anus lubricated against my will. Refusing to stop struggling meant a spanking on the bare butt.
Because my mother was a gentle person, spanking me was like poking a bear with a sharp stick – it only made me madder.
My defiance toward potty training had led to retaining my stool as often as I could. Was that my first experience with the satisfaction of a full bowel? I won, she lost. I’m the champion!
Or so I thought.
Lying across her lap, I resisted as vigorously as a tiny person can. Oh, so humbling when a nozzle was inserted into my rectum and my bowels filled with warm water in spite of my furious struggles. My personal dignity was assaulted when one of the most important possessions I owned was taken from me by force. My power had, up until that moment, depended on my control of my own bowel movements. It had been the one thing I could hold over my mother’s head during negotiations that led to gifts and bribes.
When my distended belly cramped sharply, I suddenly realized the battle was lost. Psychologically, I had to surrender control completely to my mother. Begging and pleading didn’t soften her resolve. I took water until she decided to stop injecting it. I held the water as long as she squeezed my butt cheeks together tightly. With a whimper, I gave up. My rebellion faded to nothing as I recognized the blessing of being allowed to sit on the toilet.
Afterward, I viewed my mother with new respect. She had seized control over my one negotiating strategy and left me feeling subdued. Knowing she could induce a bowel movement in me anytime she chose was an attitude adjustment I sorely needed at that time. She found me to be a much more compliant child after that.
In spite of my fight for independence, my mother was the person I trusted the most. Since the day she gave me life and breath, then provided mother’s milk from her ample breasts, I loved her more than anything in the world. However, she was a private person who didn’t like to be touched or to have her hair mussed. I never got hugs and kisses. But I never forgot the day she had her hands all over my bare skin and invaded my lower body with copious amounts of warm water, then afterward bathed me and dressed me in fresh clothing. In a crazy way, I felt very special. I love that memory still.
Yes. I think enema fetish can be closely tied with distension/pregnancy fetish in women. There is nothing sexier than being filled up by a sexy man!
From the first time I found the douche bulb in the bathroom cabinet at age 12 an used it! Oh I thought enemas were every bit as naughty as i was in there masturbating! It was really naughty! I was then hooked on enemas and have been ever since.
Maybe there is something perversely erotic about being forced to give up control of your most controllable basic bodily function.
Or maybe it's just sudden changes in pressure and blood flow.
Enemas are so erotic because of the nature of intimacy that is shared between woman and man, coupled with the surrender that must take place when one allows another to address that most private parts of our body, the anus ~ which is going to expose just about everything else. When you don't have clothes to hide behind, it changes all sorts of dynamics between woman and man.
First, somebody has to broach the subject of enemas; and, as we all know, that's not easy to do in our society today. We, to a gr8 extent, all have concerns, if not fears being looked at cross-eyed or even being dished because we like an activity that the vast majority likely has no idea that it could be erotic, soothing, relaxing, and oh so sensual between two people, or even on a single basis. That is where the vast majority of us live; read the posts...
Then, we share that which is something so close to our cores, with another, who could become an even better friend, or someone that might run for the hills and share that we are 'nuts'. That would be em bare assing!!!. Taking the better friend side, then there is all of that which transpires by email, phone, or face-to-face until two people are comfortable enough and know that they are close to, if not on the same wave-length, wherein one might get naked, or semi-nude, whilst the other takes on the role of a nurse or medical technician, a Mommy, big sister, or a good friend who wants to explore the other person's anal passage-way, and/or clean it out.
For me, it is one of the purest forms of intimacy that I can share with a woman, giving and/or receiving. The journey cannot be matched with any other activity, and the relaxation thereafter is 2nd to none. And, everything in between, well that just the pleasure and fun of it all.
Best wishes to each of you for safe and non-exploitive play; I am
P.S. If it wasn't so damn late, and I could think more clearly, I would tell you what I really thought about enemas, and the eroticism thereof. Good night!
I don't agree at all. Men and women are different and we each derive different pleasures from our enemas. To say that one gender enjoys them more than the other would be misleading.
I love the erotica of a red bag enema like mom used to give me. She sseemed to orgasm with most of her enemas but she was rubbing heself while taking.
Can't tell as I don't know how it feels for a man. I can confirm, though, that a woman can gain a lot of pleasure from an enema. Including an occasional orgasm from the enema alone.
There's nothing more intimate with someone you trust .. enemas are so many things to those who appreciate them and what they can do to enhance a relationship .. and define .. or redefine .. intimacy.
Both sexes can gain a lot of pleasure from enemas, there is no doubt about that!
I love the intimacy of the enema as well as the erotic sensation that I get when having one given to me.
Bubba Boy, I now have a new fantasy ! and now for a few minutes to relieve a pressing issue......
question is similar to who enjoys orgasm more, men or women.....seems to me its ALL good ! I enjoy the feeling of getting filled up, especially with a nozzle long enough to stimulate my prostate. my first orgasm was with an enema and very warm water. one of my favorites is direct insertion of the tub spout - not the large square end, but a smaller rounded opening that occurs when the shower diverter is on the wall, not the spout . that way I get a forceful flow of perfect temperature. feels very submissive with my legs in the air, too......and its rewarding to masturbate at the same time.
I like the naughty part when I was about 12-13 I would play with the enema equiptment and she seemed to like it Iwish I could bend her over now and give her a couple of bulb fulls.
Double WOW BubaBoy, best adventure I've read in awhile, had all my favorites, older woman, hairy bush, enemas, anal, orgasms and more enemas. I salute you sir!
Can't really tell, until someone invents an enjoyment meter (hopefully rectal). However, as a male who has had (serially) several female sexual partners over the years, I found that none of them welcomed my attempts at anal fingering, while I derive great enjoyment from anal stimulation and (in a perverse enjoyment-of-distress kind of way) from enemas. Maybe women are more likely to enjoy soothing enemas, whereas men are more likely to enjoy bdsm enemas? Or is that just my very limited perspective?
WOW BubbaBoy. That was hotter 'n hell!
I first enjoyed enemas as a child because my mother, a nurse, would come into the bathroom, see me straining to poop and proceed to prepare and give me an enema so I could go.
In short order, I'd go into the bathroom, pull down my pants and try to insert one of her large douche nozzles into my rectum to stimulate my need to expel before I sat down on the toilet.
I felt plenty naughty as I was doing something classified as nasty. I never lost the desire to have an enema even though they were far and few between as I grew into my teen years, followed by college years. In college I did live in a boarding house with three women who lived upstairs.
The oldest, about 35 years old, was dominate over the two nursing students who lived with her. She sublet a large bedroom in her apartment to the girls and served as a tutor and all around reference for them as they studied to become registered nurses.
They were all three bisexual and enjoyed sharing erotic enemas, sex and nudity. I was asked on occasion to help carry heavy bags upstairs, help move and rearrange furniture, etc. I became fairly friendly with the three of them and I was especially sexually attracted to the dominate female.
One day when the girls were in class, the older woman invited me up for a glass of wine. As luck would have it with our drinking, the conversation turned sex and we began talking about what we liked sexually. This dominate woman, much more experienced than I, questioned my experience with enemas and I related my childhood experiences.
She readily admitted that she enjoyed the erotic feeling, her sense of well being and relaxation she got from taking weekly enemas. She also confided that her roommates had learned to enjoy enemas as well. I told her that I always felt naughty when I self administered and fantasized about women and masturbated when I took an enema or any type of anal play.
She became flushed and said she would like to give me a relaxation enema if I thought I would enjoy it. The wine was making me bolder by the minute not counting I was sexually aroused by this woman and the thought of her giving me an enema purely for pleasure was too good to pass up.
I said I would enjoy an enema but I wanted to return the favor! Boy, was I pushing my luck. Thinking she would begin screaming rape or indicate me in some other dastardly crime, I immediately became blushing so badly, my ears began burning.
She chuckled at my red face and said to not be embarrassed. She said she was due for a couple of enemas anyway and she had planned to take them that day so now was as good a time as any to teach me how to give as well as take a good enema. To say my dick was hard was an understatement.
She put down her wine glass, stood up and removed her only clothing -- a thin housecoat. I knew she was at least braless under the thin fabric because I had noticed her nipples harden and poke out against her housecoat, but i didn't know she wasn't wearing panties too until she let the garment fall from her shoulders and onto the floor.
There she stood totally nude, turning her feminine curves first one way and then the other -- allowing me to stare at her physique. I gulped and a knot in my throat joined the larger knot in my jeans. I was speechless as I gazed at this older woman parading totally naked in front of me just so I could check her out, as we used to say.
She had a head of long, thick black hair and I learned a thick black bush to match. When she held her arms above her head and turned so I could view her backside, I noticed she also had hairy underarms. It was not the first time I had seen a woman with hairy pits, but hers were very erotic to me at that moment.
I asked if I could touch her. She said of course as soon as you strip for me. I pulled my shirt over my head as I moved to stand. I quickly kicked off my shoes and slipped out of my jeans. Now I was standing in my underwear, which was bulging against my steel hard erection.
She looked down at my predicament and gasp before saying, wow, let me help you with those. She grabbed either side of my underwear and pulled them down to my ankles as she squatted down in one fluid motion. Now, she was staring straight at my dick. You are quiet the man-sized man, she said as she grabbed my meat and smiled up at me.
Hey, I didn't tell you to touch, I mockingly protested. She asked if I minded but the ringing in my ears made it all but impossible to hear her. I think I grunted or something before sitting back down and pushing her back to a standing position.
Now, I was at eye level with her magnificent bush and I wasted no time combing my fingers through her muff. She just smiled and and opened her stance, which allowed me easy access to her swelling labia and erect clit that was protruding now.
If we are going to share enemas, there is no reason you should not get familiar with the plumbing, she said. I took that green light and reached both hands around her hips and squeezed cheeks before bringing my fingers to the wetting folds of her vagina and exploring her labia.
She had a large vaginal gash and her outer lips were thick and slippery. I noticed her inner lips were danglers. Oh josh, I almost came at the sight. They were large too and extended well outside her big lips. They were wetter and I enjoyed pulling them down away from her body and pulling them apart to get a look at the entrance to her vagina.
Then, I put my hands back on her hips and turned her around for another view of her gorgeous ass. She offered me no resistance and I knew she was enjoying being on exhibit and being inspected. I pushed gently against her back and she took the cue to bend forward and put her hands on her knees as she pushed her ass into my face.
My dick was oozing precum as never before. I used my thumbs to pry her hips apart to get a look at her anus and pussy lips. Her pubic hair extended through her legs and around her anus to the top of her butt crack. I had never seen such a hairy woman, but I thought she was the most erotic creature I'd ever seen.
She bent further and looked between her legs and asked if I liked what I saw. I nodded emphatically. She chuckled and said for me to come with her to the bathroom where she got out her red enema bag and hose. She told me to hold it while she opened a drawer and removed a box she called her nozzle box.
She opened the box and poured about a dozen nozzles of different sizes into her hand. Which ones do you like, she asked as I picked out two of the longest, fattest ones she had. Oh, naughty boy, she said as she put the others back in the box.
She took one of the nozzles from me and fitted it on the hose before turning on the water faucet and letting it run to warm up. She also retrieved a bar of Ivory soap from the tub and put it in the sink before putting the stopper in the sink to fill it and lather the soap.
I could feel tingling in my balls as I watched her use a cup to fill the bag. Oh how I was aching to get the first enema! With suds oozing down the bag, she turned to me and instructed me to get the Vaseline out of the medicine cabinet and get down on my hands and knees on the bath mat.
I eagerly complied and lowered my shoulders and chest to the floor as I twisted to look back at her over my shoulder. My slender male hips were wide apart and my anus was in her full view. She hung the bulging bag on the towel bar and held the fat nozzle in hand as she opened the Vaseline and smeared a glob on that rapier that would soon be massaging my prostrate and stretching my anus and rectum.
She got another glob of Vaseline and headed toward my waiting butthole. She greased all around my crinkled hole before gently pushing her whole index finger up my ass. She wiggled it around, twisted it and finally pressed down on my prostrate and asked how I liked it.
I told her it felt great and I could feel my ball sack tightening as her finger played around inside my gut. Precum was oozing again as she removed her finger and started the fat nozzle's journey up my ass.
I can't express the visual sensation I was having watching the older, naked woman reaching her enema nozzle toward my upturned butt and waiting to feel the first contact with my skin. She was an expert. The nozzle slipped through my stretching sphincter muscle without restriction or course correction and soon I could feel the full length and width in my bowel.
I grunted with pleasure as she partially removed it before shoving it back inside me as deeply as it would go. After a half dozen such strokes, she opened the clamp and let the enema begin coursing its way through the hose and into my gut.
She pinched the hose with her thumb and forefinger to slow the flow as she opened her stance and began masturbating with her other hand. That sight did it. I began ejaculating and could not stop. I screamed as I creamed and shuddered from the shockwaves I could feel in my dick, balls and ass.
I panted after ejaculating and for the first time felt my bowels filling with the warm soapy water. Soon, the bag gurgled its last and I watched as my nurse snapped the clamp closed and got down on her knees to facilitate her continuing masturbation and building orgasm.
I was in heaven with a bowel full of warm soapy water being held in place by the large nozzle still in place as I watched this mature woman bringing herself to orgasm just inches from my face. In fact, she was so close, I could smell her vaginal odors. In a brief moment, she began screaming I'm cumming and gushed my face full of her squirting juices.
I moved enough to get my tongue and lips to her hairy pussy and lapped at her juices and sucked her dangling labia into my wonton mouth. She fell back on her heels as she gasped for air in recovery of the monster orgasm she had just enjoyed.
She finally returned to the moment, looked me in the eye and said, wow, what an orgasm. Me too, I said as I realized my dick never lost its erection and I still had a large nozzle in my ass pressing on my prostrate and holding three quarts of soapy water in my guts.
She asked if I was ready to release and I said yes as she reached for the nozzle and erotically moved it around as she pulled it from its moorings. I got to my knees and finally my feet on weak legs before collapsing on the toilet and releasing a torrent of enema water.
I stayed on the toilet several minutes as my nurse lit a cigarette and watched me squirm on the toilet to get all the water out. Finishing her smoke, she removed my nozzle from the hose, laid it aside and pushed the other one I chose onto the hose in its place.
Then she began drawing another sink full of warm water for her enema as I wiped myself and flushed the commode. When I felt strong enough to stand, I joined my nurse at the sink and began swishing the bar of soap in the sink as we prepared her enema together.
She filled the bag to its brim again before handing it to me to hang on the towel rod. She got a fresh towel to spread over the cum ridden bath rug and positioned herself on her back before raising her legs high into the air with feet over her head, which gave me a great view of her bloated wet pussy and hairy asshole.
I followed her lead and greased the full length of the large black enema nozzle before turning my attention to her anus. Another finger full of Vaseline was applied to her crinkled skin before I put the pad of my index finger squarely against her asshole and pushed inside.
She was very relaxed and my finger met little resistance as I pushed its full length into her tushy. She moaned with pleasure, closed her eyes and asked me to fuck her ass with my finger. I could feel my ball sack tightening again as I complied with her request and watched my finger working in and out.
Finally, she said she was ready. I withdrew my finger and guided the large dildo shaped nozzle to her anus and watched as it started disappearing into her rectum. Being the quick study i am, I eased the nozzle slowly in and out as I let it go in further with each stroke.
With closed eyes, she repeatedly said how good her ass felt until the whole seven inches were in her butt. She opened her eyes and looked down between her splayed legs, and commented on how wet she was.
I told her I had noticed as I reached and opened the clamp. I pinched it partially closed to slow the flow as she had done for me before I turned my attention to her swollen clit and began masturbating her in earnest as she grasped the back of her knees and holding her legs fully wide open.
As the bag deflated she watched it and glanced at me and then her pussy as I continued my assault on her clit. As the bag neared empty she grunted and said she was cumming again. Suck me she said. I bent over, swallowed her clit and dangling labia fully in my mouth and started gently humming on her pussy.
The vibrations put her over the top and she had another gusher of a squirting orgasm in my mouth and all over my face and her crotch. I lapped up her juices as she appeared to pass out from the exertion.
I straightened up, closed the clamp on the hose and waited for her to return to the here and now. Her breathing resumed in pants and she moved to lowered her feet to the floor before putting a hand to her forehead and proclaiming that as the strongest orgasm she had ever had.
As she regained her strength, I began toying with the nozzle still in her ass, teasing her sated nerve endings before easing it out. I reached up and placed the nozzle in the basin when she spoke again asking me if I would fuck her in the ass after she expelled her enema.
Needless to say, my dick was almost numb with hardness. She sat, freely releasing her large volume enema as she directed me to the drawer where she kept a large tube of lube. Finishing the the bathroom, she rose from the commode and retrieved a bath cloth from a cabinet and washed her ass with warm water.
We then made our way to her bedroom. She positioned herself on her knees with her shoulders and breasts on the bed. I rubbed a hand full of lube on the length of my shaft before pressing my swollen, purple dick head to her anus. I stopped my rush to put a glob of lube on her asshole and managed to easily push two fingers into her butt.
She felt my probing and said her rectum was usually very relaxed after an enema with the large nozzle. She was right. My fingers felt little resistance. I removed my fingers and replaced them with the head of my dick. I pressed as she pressed back. The head of my dick popped through her sphincter muscle and I slowly pushed deeper.
Oh gosh, you have a huge dick, she said as she relaxed her hips and felt my stomach against her butt cheeks. I'm all the way in to my balls, I told her as I began short pumps in and out of her ass.
Pull out further, she said. I want to feel the full length on every stroke. I obeyed and with greeted with her reaching back with both hands to gape open her ass. My sexual release was building rapidly as her ass was very tight.
Fuck me, fuck me harder, she ordered as I quicken my slow strokes and rammed hard against her ample hips every time I drove it home. She moaned with pleasure as I fucked her for all I was worth. I soon knew I was approaching the point of no return when I felt her pussy release another massive squirt against my balls and thighs.
That erotic sensation and her moans put me over the top and I filled her ass with a huge load of my cum. She collapsed flat on the bed and I collapsed on top of her with my dick still buried in her twitching rectum.
As her spasms subsided so did my erection. She said she could still feel my dick inside her ass as it returned to a flaccid state. Eventually, the obvious had to happen and I slipped my dick from her ass.
I sat up, pried her cheeks apart and studied her hairy hole as my cum began oozing from deep within. Finger me, she said, so I slipped a finger back into her anus, feeling my goo and wiggling my finger deep as possible.
I love that feeling, she said as I continued massaging her rectum. Finally, she told me to refill her bag with warm water for a rinse enema and she would do the same for me. I dutifully complied and enjoyed filling her sexy ass with another full bag and watching her releasing before I traded places.
We took a warm shower together before returning to her bedroom where I ate her pussy again, gave her a thorough ass rimming and laid back and enjoyed the new sensation of her rimming me. My dick achieved another semi hard erection as she sucked me and playfully fingered my asshole until we both drifted off to sleep, arm in arm and still naked.
I think that giving or receiving an enema from your partner is the height of intimacy, even moreso than having intercourse. The giver is controlling the most personal bodily function of his/her partner, and the receiver is allowing this control, trusting their partner to take care of his/her needs and feelings. It is a shared experience, one that can go deeper than sex. And the naughty? Goes without saying. There's always that little frisson of "taboo". I agree with pate on that.
For me, enemas are both intimate and naughty. That's where I get my kicks from. So personal, so intimate and the "taboo" about them makes the secrecy of doing them just add to the excitement.
Quietly I sneek the old mag that I found tucked away in my fathers sock draw one day ,into the toilet and with a huge hard on begin wanking furiously turning each page and mentaly fucking all the girls that graced each page,at first I didnt notice what the mag was called or what made its contents any different from the usual mags available they were pics I could wank over and had been doing about 4/5times aday since I discovered what wanking was only perhaps a month previously and now I was transfixed my cock was oozing out large amounts of see thru sauce and it was bouncing and twitching as if it had a mind of its own each page made me feel dirtier and hornier as I read about enemas spanking trannies and other new pastimes for the first time in my life and I couldnt stop myself from stroking my stiff cock hard and shooting spunk all over my self the floor the door walls and a big glob all over a pic of someone over a mature ladys knees her skirt riding up showimg her black stockings and a tube attached to a rubber bag being stuck up the persons arse and a hot flush of pure lust came over me and I became an adict for anything enema .i read the book over and over and fantasized about staying at a family friends a woman named chris she was about 40had long dark hair always wore skirts and stockings or tights I would imagine having to stay over the night im about 14 wanking all ways that evening we are sat in the living room im pretemding to watch tv but really I have a massive hardon and im looking at chrises lonv dark legs and dreaming of standing in front of her and her telling me to wank my cock so she can inspect my huge knob and shooting cum onto her legs breasts and hair ,when she gets up and walks past me across the room and then pads ggemtly up stairs I can only see her stockinged legs as she turns and closes the bathroom door ,minutes pass and she opens the door and makes her way back downstairs I almost spunk in my lants as I realise she has now got bare legs m
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While I enjoy any enema,I really love an enema controlled by someone else.It really appeals to my sub nature.Even if it's someone online,I love being told when to insert,when to open the clamp,when to pause the flow.Also when I can stroke and when I can cum.
I have seen both men and women react to enemas, when they feel safe, they love it. The whole room is full of nervous tension, and the waiting, and not knowing what to expect. I always, take my time, make them wait and wait. I can hear them breathe out load, when i say, i will be right back. Yes, very erotic, time and time again. My half brother , gets so excited, and yet he will say , do i have to.
Just a very quick and NOT in depth reply (its quite late, and I'm tired). I wish I knew how to address another posting by another member directly. Wish someone could tell me how to do this. Anyway, I think for me, and perhaps it's the same for many others, the biggest part of the enjoyment and delight is the psychological aspect of the whole thing. Is the anyone that doesn't think inserting something up one's rectum is not a turn on??? I do have much more to say on this subject, but another time.
Having had these conversations with my wife, I can attest to the fact that she really does enjoy having a good enema. I do, too, but she also does many more of them than I do to the extent that she probably does 5 for every 1 that I get.
I think men and women enjoy them equally. I do think more women use them then men.
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