Enema story
It was the summer of 1978 and I was at the ripe age of nineteen. As long
as I can remember I had always enjoyed the feel of a good enema. Being a
young male and having raging hormones at the time. I had an idea come to
mind, ask and see if I could get my neighbor to give me an enema. This
is something I have never tried or even done before. My whole life I had
only been given enemas by my mother. She always used the two-quart
combination, which was stored in the linen closet in the bathroom. After
thirty minutes of playing all the ways I could ask her in my mind I made
choice to go and ask her.
The walk between our houses was only a mere one hundred and fifty yards
and the normal walk would only take a few minutes. On this date at this
time it seemed to take an hour. Upon arrival on the porch I rang the
doorbell with a nervous hand. The words seemed to be stuck in my mouth a
first when I asked her if she would give me an enema. Her first reaction
was can’t you wait till your mother comes home. I replied back saying no
that needed one now and it could not wait. Her next question was where,
my house or her house? I replied at my house and then headed back to my
house.
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Upon arrival back at my house I started too prepare for the enema I was
about to receive from my neighbor whom I have live next too for twelve
years now. I have always liked her and the five daughters for years. I
would love to have sex with this neighbor as well also. I had always
lusted after her and her sexy legs. I had always looked at them when
clad in the pantyhose and enjoyed them much. After going to the bathroom
and getting the equipment out of the closet and placing in on the
countertop there was a knock at the back door. I went up the hall way
and through the den and kitchen and I arrived at the back door. I open
the door and there we both
stood looking eye to eye. I asked her in and
we traveled the path I had just walked, but this time my neighbor who
was about to give me an enema was following me.
Once in the bathroom she saw the equipment on the countertop. She
started the water in the sink and she started to prepare the enema she
was going to give me. She asked me to remove my pants and lay on the
bath rug. She stated for me to lie on my right side, by doing this my
penis was away from her. Next she put some grease on the enema tip she
was about to insert into anus. The mere thought of this gave me the
biggest erection of my life. I wanted to just jump up and show it too
her and hope she would show me the way and let me enjoy sex for the
first time at the ripe age of fifteen. It did not happen instead I felt
the tip being inserted into my anus, the click and rush of warm water
coming deep into me. Next come the words from her take short deep
breaths and I would be able to take the whole two quarts. She left the
bathroom after a couple more minutes and learning I was okay. My
erection was about to burst and I had no help to release it. After
taking the whole two quarts I sat on the commode and started to release
the water inside of me. My neighbor left once she hears me on the
commode.
To this day at the age of forty-two I still joys enemas. I do most
my-self but have enjoyed them being given by two other women other than
my mother. My next two stories will be about the other two women that
given me enemas.
