The Musings of an Enema Lover - Hubby Meets Model B!

Chalk this experience up to having one or two glasses of wine too many!

After a particularly difficult day in which no client could be satisfied with ANYTHING, I was in the mood to get home to some degree of sanity. As it turns out, hubby had a similar kind of day and was equally anxious to get home to sanity and adult beverage! As we lounged in our sunroom trying to forget the stresses of the day, we found just the releases we needed in the wine and each other.

When we adjourned to our upstairs after a few more glasses of wine we decided that tonight’s playtime was destined to be in the bathroom. I had been craving an enema all day not because I needed one but because I wanted one. So we decided to flip a coin to see who would be first with the bag and hubby won the toss. Up to this point the only nozzle he has ever used was the KGL-1. I had offered the Model F the last time we played, but he decided to stick with the smaller, less intimidating KGL-1.

Tonight was destined to be different. He asked for the Model B! I was happy to do it but told him that an initial enema with the smaller nozzle might be a better idea to clear the pathway, because Model B tends to take up some space! With that we proceeded. His first enema was pleasant and he enjoyed it as the evidence was hard to ignore. When it was time for his second enema, I reached for the Model B. I asked him if he was sure about this and he confirmed his decision.

I generously lubed his bottom with Vaseline as well as his anal opening and spent considerable time teasing his hole and getting him relaxed and ready. When I felt the sphincter begin to relax I decided it was time to introduce hubby to my “monster” nozzle. As the initial bulb of the nozzle began dilating his anus, I could hear his breathing quicken. Once the first bulb was inside him, I started to massage his private parts as he began to leak prostatic fluid from the tip of his penis.

He looked at me with his expressive eyes and exclaimed how incredible it felt. I continued to massage his testicles, perineum and around his anus. Mr. Happy was now at full attention as I clicked open the clamp and allowed the warm enema solution to begin its journey inside hubby. After about a minute, I began to introduce more of the squishy silicone nozzle into his rectum while watching the fluid drips from his penis increase as the three little bumps on the nozzle shaft entered him.

When we arrived at the final bulbous portion of the nozzle, I could tell that hubby was lost in his own little world and devouring the sensations of the enema, the nozzle and my deft hands on his private parts. Gently, I coaxed the nozzle further inside him. As his anus closed around the final bulb, his eyes flew open and a massive ejaculation followed almost instantaneously. Writhing on the nest of towels, he rode wave after delicious wave of orgasmic bliss with the full length of Model B filling his rectum and lower sigmoid.

After what seemed to be an eternity, he looked at me, sweat beading up on his forehead, and said he had never, ever had an orgasm like this one. By this time, I had stopped the enema flow and just let him savor the moment caused by the fullness of the enema, the prostate stimulation and the indescribable feeling of having both sphincters dilated at the same time caused by the soft, yet imposing nozzle buried inside him.

When I began to remove the nozzle, I did so very slowly letting the experience linger. Frankly, I thought he was going to have another orgasm as the nozzle exited his bottom.

I left him alone to expel the enema. By now, I was ravenously hungry and my mind had moved on to getting something to eat. When hubby met me in the kitchen he asked about when I wanted my enema….and I told him I got what I wanted just watching him have such a marvelous experience. And besides…we have an upcoming weekend to play all we want. And we shall!