Tickling My Tonsils ! (if I actually had any)

During this period of social distancing and no place to go other than the grocery store or pharmacy, what is a person to do with their time? I’ve cleaned house so much that I ran through my supply of vacuum cleaner bags and furniture polish. My house is immaculate! You could perform surgery in my bathroom!!

So, yesterday, with time on my hands, I informed hubby that I was going upstairs for a little “me” time and enjoy a few nice enemas. He was engrossed in some novel, so he politely nodded and said, “have fun”. That was exactly what was on my mind.

Over the course of three hours I indulged in four enemas, all nice and warm with baking soda added. The volume of each one was between 3 – 3.5 quarts and each one got progressively more delightful. The last enema of the series, was delivered with my Model B nozzle. If you’ve been a regular reader of this blog, you know the Model B is the crown jewel of my collection and a nozzle that creates sensations like no other nozzle I’ve ever used.

As the last enema of the morning filled my rectum, I advanced the Model B deeper and deeper, literally pushing the water out of my rectum and into my colon. As it reach the “second sphincter” and the bulbous end of the nozzle penetrated it, this incredible wave of eroticism swept over me as I played in my special spot. With my free hand I began to finger my naval. The resulting stimulation caused an epic orgasm to rip through me like a lightning bolt. Obviously, I made some gutteral sounds as my senses were totally overloaded. Then, I noticed hubby at the bathroom door as I began to regain my wits.

As I looked at his face, a smile came to his lips as he quietly said, “my lady, you have definitely been enjoying yourself”! Lying on the bathroom floor with my tummy distended by the enema, I asked if he would mind getting out the Slink and playing with me as soon as I expelled the enema. He agreed in a nanosecond!

Some thirty minutes later, lying on our bed with a nest of towels under me, hubby began threading the 20+ inch bronze silicone monster into me. As the Slink made its way around my sigmoid bends, I could feel my special spot come alive once more as well as the incumbent wetness that always occurs. The delightful fullness in my rectum, the stretching of my anus and the tickle of the Slink sliding up my left side completely consumed me.

When my anal muscles clamped down on the Slink as it does when its fully inserted, I told hubby I thought the Slink was tickling my tonsils. It felt just that deep inside me. Then he climbed on the bed with me and began to kiss and lick my special spot….then it was total fireworks! All I could see was white! A second and even more powerful orgasm…one centered in my special spot and also my rectum combined to create a surreal sensory flood.

After the smoke cleared from a fireworks display of epic proportions, hubby deftly caught the Slink as it slithered out of me as he kissed me softly on my neck and nibbled at my ears.

Having secured our silicone friend, he spooned up beside me as we feel asleep in each others arms…a matter of a morning and an afternoon during a lockdown being well spent.