To begin, I tell my husband that my tummy hurts or I don't feel good or sometimes I get right to the point and say, "I think I need an enema". He generally responds, "Well let's GIVE you an enema." He is well aware that I deal with IBS and it's no surprise that I NEED and WANT enemas. There are also times when I complain, that he will say, " Baby, you need an enema." That, in itself, starts the pleasure factor to rise!!!
We go to the bedroom and he lays towels on the bed and gets out the IV stand and brings it to my side of the bed. I lay there anticipating my enema. Knowing that I like them hot and very soapy, he mixes the solution exactly like I would make for myself. Shortly, he brings in the bulging red enema bag and lubricates the nozzle and my rectum with his finger. I moan from that exquisite feeling and also from the sheer anticipation of my upcoming enema. I'm laying either on my back, knee-chest or the Sims position.
He asks me if I am ready and once the clamp is released, there is lots of encouragement from him. When I start to get really uncomfortable, he talks me through it or sometimes stops the flow until the cramps ease up. I slowly take deep breaths and generally whine and moan alot. At times, he will take the bag off the I.V. stand and hold it, raising the bag up and down, adding more pressure to my colon which adds greatly to my sexual pleasure. Then, hanging the bag back up he gives me lots of clitoral or vaginal stimulation.
He rubs my stomach and continues encouraging me, as I am getting very full now. He reminds me that I will feel better after I expel this big enema. And He also adds, .... "it has to hurt sometimes to really get in there and clean you out". I am informed of the amount of solution I have left and he encourages me to the take as much as I can possibly hold. (Definitely shades of the old labor and delivery 3H enema!!!) This generally makes me close to an orgasm.
When the bag is empty or I tell him that I'm about to CRAP THE BED, he quickly helps me up and I RUN to the toilet! He takes the enema bag into the bathroom to wash it out and sits on the tub while I expel - which we BOTH like - or lays on the bed close by in case I need him. He listens to the expulsion and sometimes comments on the results - again, which we BOTH LIKE! This is naughty and very personal for us!
After all the enemas are finished, he cleans me gently with a warm washcloth and if I'm still needing an orgasm and I haven't had one, he lays me down on the bed and eats me out until I explode with pleasure! (My hubby has E.D. so we can't actually have intercourse but this is actually one of the ways we make love.) We're old folks but .....DAMN!!!!
To be perfectly honest, my husband's enemas are just one of the most loving, intimate and exciting pleasures I have in my life.