I originally found the site looking for enema stories. Once I did find it I think I read every enema story in about a week and a half. I had no idea that people like myself existed and in fact weren’t ashamed to be klismo’s. This is the story of my first meeting to give an enema. Some of the details have been changed to protect the guilty, otherwise this really did happen as written.

I met Paula by accident, I think I read one of her posts where she was admonishing a member who had posted something like “Hey baby, let’s meet for an enema” She had written plainly on her page that she was not looking for any RL play and had 2 partners that she played with regularly. I started by asking her a few questions of how she did it, and she replied that she had a whole set of rules with them about contact with her as well as what happened during the sessions. During the course of our conversations which I kept very low key, never suggesting we meet I learned that her mom was a nurse, gave her daughters enemas when she thought they needed them, and once that decision was made nothing they said or did made any difference in the end result. Her sisters would take their enemas like good girls but Paula would fight tooth and nail and would always end up with a paddle reddened behind and a bottom full of suds for her trouble. She would occasionally take one without fighting if she needed it or was sick, but usually it was game on when mom walked in with the bag.

I had a similar experience as my mom was a nurse, gave her kids enemas and was egged on by my grandmother from the old country who gave her kids an enema every Saturday night whether they needed it or not. I got enemas from as early as I could remember until 7 or 8 when I could fight them off. At that point they went on to the younger kids. I was the oldest of 10 so they had plenty to choose from. Many members on here had similar experiences and now love getting an erotic enema. Not me, I still hate them to this day and in fact went to great lengths to avoid one during a hospital stay. What it did do is imprint me for life in a way that I love to give them and I can remember back to kindergarten when I wondered what my teacher would look like with a hose in her butt and any girl I ever had a crush on since. There is no more erotic spot on a lady to me than the browneye, particularly with a hose in it.

So Paula would reply to my questions (and I always had more) so after a few weeks we got to know one another a little bit and I told her that while I had given a couple, they were to my wife who hated every second and complained the whole time. The one bag enema I gave her was after 10 days with no movement and she was desperate. I further pushed her along by saying that after that long she was damaging her kidneys. Whether it was true or not could be answered by a medical professional, I am not one.

I could start to feel a slight interest in Paula who had mentored me along and to this day I think it piqued her interest to take my enema virginity. We started discussing a meeting and I mentioned I would be going to Washington D.C. This really got her thinking as she worked for an agency in D.C. (similar initials with Colonic Irrigation Association) and was very high up. She wasn’t the very top, but not too many layers underneath and she did analysis for them. I always knew she was smart, but it turns out she was very very smart. For some reason smart girls have always attracted me, especially smart anal girls. It must be the Forrest Gump in me. I also figured out quickly she was very very anal as well and had a similar imprint to mine, only hers was getting enemas, not giving.

We set the date and I got my hidden brand new 4 quart shiny red enema bag out of it’s hiding place in the garage. I put it in my suitcase with a few other goodies like a rectal thermometer, gloves and a bulb. I checked my luggage at the counter and sat in the waiting area expecting to get paged on the intercom. It went fine and I reclaimed my luggage at Reagan Airport and headed to my room. I was there for meetings so I went to dinner that night and had meetings all day the next day. I went to sleep early and tossed and turned all night in anticipation.

The next morning about 8 am I hear a knock on the door and open it to find Paula wearing a scarf and a business suit in dark blue staring back at me. She had a small paper bag under her arm so I invited her in. She removed her scarf ( she said there were cameras everywhere and she was playing it safe) and this revealed a petite lady in her 60’s with perfectly coiffed hair, and an imperial look on her face which portrayed a no nonsense kind of lady. After a few minutes of chit chat about the trip and her bus ride I worked up the nerve to just extend my hand and wait for her to take it. I saw the look on her face turn from total bitch to something else, maybe a mixture of fear and anticipation. She paused for a minute then slowly placed her hand in mine. I pulled her close and unbuttoned the top button on her slacks. She finished the job by taking off her heels and pulling her slacks off and hanging them on the chair. I saw her look to the table where the Vaseline and thermometer waited, as well as the fleet enema that she brought in the bag and we had agreed to start with. I took her hand again and sat down on the couch and pulled her over my knee. Light blue panties I thought to myself as I hooked my thumbs in them and pulled them to her knees. Paula is a petite lady and has a nice, well rounded, smooth ass, particularly for a lady approaching retirement. I grabbed the thermometer, dipped it in the Vaseline and parted her cheeks with thumb and finger. I heard a little intake of breath as I perused a perfect little wrinkled brown anus, winking at me nicely. I slowly pushed in the thermometer, twirling as I went in slowly deeper. Once I got it all the way in I played with it, spinning it and pulling it in and out. I also slid my hand down her ass and between her legs and she spread them without having to be told. I started rubbing up and down her crack then found that little nubbin and started diddling her while every once in awhile dipping a finger in her pussy for some lube. She got hot and wet very quickly and her breath got faster. After hearing a sharp little moan and quivering legs, I knew she had just had her first orgasm. I pulled the thermometer and noted nothing brown on it so I set it on a paper towel on the table and grabbed the box containing the disposable enema. I opened the box, upended it and slid the bottle into the palm of my hand. Popping off the sheath I again spread her cheeks and buried the enema to the hilt, slowly squeezing the contents into her bowels. She fidgeted a bit but otherwise took it very well. I looked at my watch and marked the time. I left the nozzle in for a minute then pulled it out and set it aside. I left her over my knee and waited. After a couple minutes she asked if she could go to the potty in a little girl voice that told me her transition from administrator to enema girl was complete. She was under my complete control as I balanced her on my knee and tried to gauge how she was doing. I didn’t see any signs of her losing control so I decided to go for the full 5 minutes. About every minute she would ask again which I found to be real cute and oh so sexy. She was reliving her times as a girl I think although I never asked her. After 5 minutes had gone by I waited until she asked again and helped her to her feet. She took little baby steps to the toilet as she clenched her cheeks together to keep from making a mess in my hotel room.

Now I am somewhat anal about the expulsion, the few I gave my wife when it came time to release she ran to the potty after turning the water on in the sink and slamming the door. She didn’t want me to hear her squirting. Even with the door closed I could always hear it even though she thought I couldn’t. I like watching a girl release, I think it is very erotic indeed. Call me kinky.

Paula quickly sat on the potty and launched a burst into the toilet. The thing about fleets is that they are phosphate and very crampy. They tend to make you push. After several quick releases she settled down which gave me time to get the hanging 4 quart bag off the towel rack where it was hanging and start filling it in the sink. I could feel her eyes burning into me as I prepared her next enema. I’ve done a lot of flavors since but for this one I just made it warm water. She finished up and flushed. I helped her up and had her remove the rest of her clothes. This revealed a nice bush and perky smallish tits for someone in her 60’s. She had brought a nighty and I let her put it on. I put down a towel on the bed and had her get in the knee chest position. After hanging the bag on the lamp I greased the barium nozzle and then used what was left to grease her hole with my finger. I wiggled it a bit and heard a little sigh. I pressed the nozzle against her anus and then pushed while turning it and it popped in as she let out a grunt. I flipped on the clip and we were off. After about half was in she went to her left side as I continued to play with her nub. She didn’t get off this time although she told me later she got close and took care of matters later replaying it in her head at home. I was really surprised because for a petite lady she took every drop and never complained a bit. Before you know it she was done and again I played the waiting game. This time she would ask about every 30 seconds so I knew she was full to the brim and feeling every drop. I waited through 2 or 3 asking cycles then let her get up and head for the potty. I left the nozzle in and trailed her into the bathroom where she sat down then leaned forward so I could pull the nozzle. She let out a long stream of brown water then one slightly less so as she emptied my handiwork. I was pretty smug as my first enema conquest let out her water. She eventually finished then she dressed as we discussed the session with some ideas for the next one. I met her another 3 or 4 times until she retired, at which point she told me flatly that we were done. She had a husband at home and didn’t want any complications. I’ll cover what we did next in ‘The Enema Rookie” Part 2. Stay tuned.