I didn't cum in Abby while she was sitting on my cock on the toilet. After I had released much of my enema, Abby stood up and allowed me off the toilet and then took my place to release more of her enema. While I knew (and still know) that this part of the enema is the hardest part to get beyond in terms of privacy, embarrassment, humiliation, and the like, I look back on that loss of inhibition as being freeing between lovers. We just know it's part of the process. It's difficult to explain this to people who have never shared enemas together.

There was a certain playfulness in cleaning up and preparing for what Abby had planned next for us. She sent me back to the bed while she prepared the next round of enemas and the enemasex that would accompany them. I was laying on my back, my head propped up by pillows and my feet positioned against the "headboard" of the bed and looking up at where my next enema would be hung. I listened as Abby was busy fixing the enemas for us. I wasn't sure if there would just be the enema for me or whether we'd both be taking enemas again. I was hard with anticipation as I listened to the water running in the bathroom.

Abby finally emerged carrying a single red rubber bag and it was a larger one (three quarts instead of two).

She was also carrying something else; a new toy that she had gotten. It was a large diameter flesh colored conical butt plug. It certainly seemed wider than anything I had taken in my ass up to that time. It was also relatively tall, though it did have a significantly tapered bottom section and then a large safety flange at the base. I saw the wire and a battery pack that were part of the assembly and knew that it was equipped with a vibrator. It looked to be more than 2.5 inches in diameter (it was) and maybe about 7 inches of insertable length before the tapered section and the safety flange.

Abby checked the video camera and then got on the bed with me wiggling her ass at the camera while she took my cock in her mouth. She busied herself getting the enema nozzle in me, straddled my face, and then settled down on my face, still sucking my cock when she opened the clamp from the bag. The rush of water seemed faster this time from the larger bag (or maybe it was just my imagination and anticipation). It was also quite warm, too. I couldn't see the bag getting flatter because I had Abby's ass in my face. But I knew that it was getting flatter because I could feel myself being filled (and the videocamera was recording all of this).

When the bag drained, Abby closed the clamp with its distinctive click. I felt cumfortably full while she continued to suck my cock. I continued to work on her pussy with my mouth and tongue as I looked upward towards the ceiling and admired her ass. She sat upward a bit and told me that she was going to pull the nozzle out of me and replace it with the butt plug. Actually, she said she was going to pop it in to my ass, with pop being the operative word. It was a larger butt plug than I had typically used. Yet, the thought I'd be able to handle popping through my anal sphincter muscles. A momentary stretch and then the widest part of this conical plug would be in me and my muscles could close down around it. Unlike today, where I could easily handle a plug of this size, this was beyond my usual size. Still, I thought I could take it.

Abby lubricated the plug and my outer anal muscle ring. She really couldn't lubricate beyond that because of the enema I was holding. She added a very generous amount of lubricant to the plug. She had me spread my legs wider on the bed with my feet flat on the bed's sheets. Her arms and hands came around the outside of my hips to apply pressure on the bottom of the butt plug to it after she had lined it up. She began to push the conical tip into me and, at first, it was sliding into me just as expected. The deeper it went, though, the more difficult it became for her to push it in. I really couldn't help her by bearing down because of the 3 quart enema inside me.

I really wish I could tell you that it felt good when Abby pushed the butt plug all the way in and through my anal muscle ring. It didn't! At least, not right away. All of a sudden the plug popped forward as the tension on the muscles gave way to a sudden stretch and compression. The pain was intense but more limited to the muscle ring and the bottom end of my rectum as it stretched to accommodate the widest part of the conical plug. The pain inside didn't seem as intense as when the plug popped through and the fact that my anal muscle ring could close down around the narrow part of the safety flange was a relief. I let out quite a yell when it happened (quickly).

"Are you okay?" Abby asked. I wasn't sure in that moment. Abby moved down the bed to eyeball the damage, if any. Fortunately, nothing was torn (at least on the outside). I asked her to give me just a moment. She apologized and that she hadn't meant to hurt me. I was sure she didn't intend that to happen. As the seconds passed, the pain (and the sudden shock of the pain) began to fade from the sense that everywhere hurt to specific points or areas of my asshole and lower rectum. There was also a sense, a nearly overwhelming sense, that I needed this butt plug out of my ass. There was the practical aspect of the mess that would cause in addition to the pain of pulling it out.

Miraculously, I didn't lose my erection because of the pain. Having and seeing Abby there between my legs trying to soothe me was a major contributor to remaining erect as she stroked my cock and coddled my balls in her hands. It also helped that she would take my cock into her mouth and give me a good sucking and licking (such a wicked look as she did it). The other thing that helped produce a more pleasant sensation was the fact that the base retention ring was pulled tight against the outer surface of my anus. I would later find that sense of gentle pressure because the "pull" was internal rather than an external push could be quite pleasurable.

Within a couple of minutes, the distress and pain my ass felt after Abby had popped the butt plug into my ass had subsided to a dull sense of pressure from something rather large (and unmoving) in my rectum. This wasn't the first time I had experienced this sensation. The good news was it wasn't sliding in and out of me or I wasn't trying to ride it by sliding it up and down into my rectum.

Abby decided that it was time for her to mount her "full lover," as she put it, and she moved up my body to straddle my hips, reached back to position my cock at the proper angle and slid down its entire length to fill her pussy once again. Even though most of the enema liquid was lower down in my colon, some of it was spreading out across my colon. I was "full" of liquid but not uncomfortably so. I probably could have held a full five quarts (my volume limit at that time) with the butt plug firmly in place and be fucking without concern for leakage or a "blowout." This, however, was a nice volume to hold and one that I could hold without a butt plug. Once the pain had diminished, though, the need to focus on keeping my sphincter muscles closed tight was one less thing to worry about.

I remember thinking that we should get Abby a sufficiently large butt plug so that she, too, could hold a larger volume as part of our enemasex adventures. We already enjoyed a level of enemasex on par with what Catie and I had enjoyed together (sans butt plug). What might be possible if we were both using retention butt plugs? It was such a delicious and playful imagining while Abby was on top of me, riding my cock, her cumming so easily as she did, and working me up to my own cum explosion inside her.

She snapped me out of that by turning the butt plug on. Suddenly, I could feel the butt plug vibrating in my ass. After the initial startled reaction, I realized that it felt good vibrating like it was at a relatively low frequency/intensity. It must have shown on my face because Abby stated "You like that." I did and for the next 15 minutes we played with various intensities/frequencies of the vibrator as well as angling pressure against my rectal walls. The butt plug was large enough that it put pressure on my prostate through the rectal walls and the addition of vibration and being at certain angles intensified the good vibrations.

At certain pressure angles, I realized that I could be milked because I recognized the internal sensations that could trigger the continuous flow of semen. Previously, I had shown Abby what this looked like with my own vibrator. She had watched as the milking was triggered by correct positioning and the constant application of vibration in just the right area near my prostate and watched (and then sucked up) the continuous stream of semen that was flowing out of the end of my cock and knew that this was a real thing. The downside was that maintaining the angle and the pressure meant that very little movement was possible while this was happening. But when Abby and I did this, she was more than satisfied to stay as still as she could (while cumming), feeling the vibrations traveling up the shaft of my cock and knowing that there was this continuous stream of cum filling her over a 60-90 second period. I could still cum normally after a milking (though with far less semen volume) and we could start the cycle again.

The other thing we discovered together was there were certain resonant frequencies where the vibration wasn't just at the base of my rectum where the plug was. Rather the enema solution vibrated through portions of my colon (more at certain frequency ranges than others). It wasn't constant at any given frequency, even in my Sigmoid colon. The sensations would change (presumably as the muscle tensions changed in my colon). It was fun exploring this together with new sensations to explore and play with.

After this exploration of the way the butt plug vibrator worked (both for me and for her), Abby was ready for me to fill her with cum (once again). We maneuvered into a position where the plug could firmly vibrate against my prostate through my enema filled and expanded rectum and she could proceed to milk me for my cum. She turned the vibrator intensity and frequency up to "full" and moments later I could feel that sensation in my cock and deep inside me that I knew meant that my prostate was being milked and that the (unblended) mixture of sperm and seminal fluid was streaming out of the tip of my cock.

Beyond this initial playing with the butt plug and then the knowing that I was in "continuous cum mode" of milking, it's hard for me to remember a lot about the what Abby and I did. When a vibrator is placed in just the right position and pressure, there's immediate pleasure from the way it feels pressed against my prostate through the tissues of my rectum and this can last for several minutes. Watching from the outside, when my cock wasn't in Abby (or Catie when she was still alive), what you would see was a continuous flow of a white mixture of semen and seminal fluid. It wasn't necessarily "well-mixed" and it wasn't being shot out like a "normal orgasm." But it was a good flow of liquid that came out of the slit of my cock and then flowed down the shaft and over my balls. It felt slightly different "being inside" because the tissue surrounding my cock could trigger and "normal orgasm" in the middle of milking. If I could continue the continuous stream from milking, I would. At least to a certain point.

There's a threshold that I experience where the pleasure turns to pain. Well, not pain, really. It's just that the sensations become so intense and beyond my tolerance that I usually feel that I have to stop. Abby was in control of the vibrator and she took me far beyond what I would normally do to or for myself. The intensity of the vibrator had my heart racing as I was cumming continuously. I didn't pass out because I tell that by looking at the videotape later when I was having difficulty recalling what we did. But it sure felt close. I asked Abby if she had drugged me and she swore she didn't. All I really remember was the very large butt plug vibrating in my ass and Abby riding me.

In retrospect, I think that evening in August, 1986, Abby took me someplace that I had never been before (or since). Today I wonder if this is/was the subspace that people reference in some of their experiences. It wasn't an out of body experience. Rather, I would describe it as being there and not being there all at the same time. I was (barely) aware of being inside Abby and aware of an incredibly intense sensation of the large vibrating butt plug in my ass. Other than remembering that I was holding a three quart enema, I don't recall even being aware of it in those minutes.

I don't recall Abby turning off the vibrator or even why she did. It may have been that I lost the angle to keep milking my prostate. But I became aware that she was fucking me hard; bouncing hard up and down on my cock and around on my pubic bone. The video indicated my cum was leaking out of her as she fucked me hard and eventually I had a really big orgasm (though I don't remember it). Abby laid down on me, propped up slightly, talking to me quietly. One of the many things she told me was this was the way she wanted to get pregnant with our child.

I don't remember that, either. I was too far gone, too fucked out for any of that to register.

When I found out later what she said to me, it didn't really scare me so much as it had me worry about what if all this "practice" with all this cum ended up in a mistimed pregnancy. It wasn't that I couldn't see us together. I certainly could (even with all the complexity and complications). Over the next several months, I did worry about getting the same sort of call I got from Catie. I also came to realize that the difference was that Catie and I were ready to have a child or children together even though the pregnancy was accidental. I wasn't as certain that Abby and I were or would be anytime in the near future. But payback, even if accidental, against my ex-wife might have been pretty sweet if, at age 33, I showed up with a 19-year old pregnant girlfriend or wife.

"I'll see your 27 year old boyfriend, and raise you with a 19-year hottie!" I never said anything to Abby about that particular line of thinking because I didn't feel that way about her (as being part of a revenge motive). But I knew others would think it, if it happened. And ironies of ironies, Abby would be the same age as when my ex-wife and I first met. These are all thoughts I had later because in the moment I was still reaching for a sense that I was returning to reality and not floating in some suspended illusion of reality.

Eventually, I came back to the reality that Abby was laying on top of me watching me "return," there was a butt plug in my ass, and I had a rather full colon that was starting to tell me "I need to release." (Later that year when Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home came out, the scene where the Klingon ship comes out of time warp and returns to Earth with the humpback whales and they are suddenly in the same spacetime with the probe reminded me of what I was feeling like as I returned to this Earth with a full colon and a large butt plug in my ass holding back the expulsion that would soon come).

I was surprised that my cock was still inside Abby. I was pretty soft but I hadn't slipped out of her vagina, yet. Just the realization that I was still inside her and that my cock was acting as the plug holding my load of cum inside her was enough for me to begin getting hard (again). She felt my cock start enlarging inside her and when I was getting hard enough (and just a little bent), she moved so that she could make sure my cock was slipping in deeper as I got hard. She turned on the butt plug vibration.

"No, no, no, no......" I implored. "It's too much."

Abby turned the switch to the off position.

She looked at me inquisitively.

"I just want to get hard inside you again. Maybe cum inside you again," I said. I told Abby that the vibrations almost hurt and the nerves in my ass were pretty fried. Although I knew that it hadn't expanded. the butt plug seemed to have grown somehow. Abby moved slowly up and down my expanding cock to get the head in ever deeper and pushing my cum back into that warm and wet chamber of hers. It was these slow and tender moments, when the lovemaking was slow enough to feel each inch traversed inside her, that I savored. And I was fortunate that it didn't take hard pounding to have her cum. She had wonderful orgasms when it was slow like this, too.

She must have been reading my mind because she told me that she loved these slow movements and moments just to feel my cock inside her. We kissed and as I held her in my arms, she came again. When she came down from that orgasm I asked "Like that?"

"Exactly like that," she cooed. After the past couple of months and all that we had been through, she thought it would be tough to be in classes wishing I was inside her.

A few minutes later she brought me to another orgasm. I wasn't sure how much cum I was squirting into her but I did enjoy her being on top of me like this. As my orgasm subsided, I told her to remember this when she was in her classes and feeling horny, just how nice these moments we had shared felt. We laid there for a couple of minutes more before I finally indicated that I needed to release this enema that she had given me and held in me with this butt plug.

Abby got off the bed and reached toward me to lend me her hand in getting off the bed. I wasn't worried about the butt plug accidentally being pushed out so much as how difficult it might be to pull out. As much as it had hurt going in, I expected that it might be similarly painful pulling it out.

Abby walked with me into the bathroom, buzzing the vibrator as we walked. I got aligned with the toilet. She offered to pull the plug out of my ass (since she was the one who put it in). I told her that I thought I'd better pull it since I could feel what was going on and could control the pressure and the angles as I pulled it out. Besides, I knew there would be a big gush when the plug came out and the closer to the toilet bowl I was, the less mess we might be faced with. She held the vibrator control while I got into position.

I think about it now and realize just how matter of factly that we both dealt our enemas and expulsions. It was just part of our enemasex.

And I was right. It was painful pulling the plug out (though not as painful and also different because it was coming out rather than going in). I didn't just pull it out all at once, though. Once I got the widest part through the sphincter muscles, I held the tapered and sloped surface against my asshole until I could sit all the way down on the toilet. There wasn't much leakage by doing it this way. But, there was a huge gush when I pull the plug out of the way. I handed the plug to Abby and she promptly started washing the plug and her hands as she watched me and the look of relief on my face and heard the huge gushes of the enema being expelled out of my ass.

When she finished washing the butt plug, she moved in front of me to straddle my legs. I was leaning back to allow the liquid to flow out without me intentionally pushing it out. With er sitting on me like this, though, I leaned forward and sucked her nipples and gently caressed her breasts and the rest of her body. I wasn't trying to start anything. These were signs of love and affection for her. When I leaned back and looked down, I could see some of my cum leaking out of her. I commented that she hadn't put a plug in to keep it inside her like she had done a number of times.

"There's more where that came from," she said knowingly and using a line that I had also used.

As I got closer to empty, she got up off me and allowed me to get up and move around some to help as much of the remaining enema to drain down to my rectum and discharge. When I felt I was finally "done," I stepped into the tub, turned on the shower to wash my ass. We ended up taking a shower together before getting back into bed together. I rest the alarm to 6:30 AM since I didn't need a shower when it was time to get ready to go to the facility about 15 miles away. It didn't take us long to fall asleep together in each other's arms.