On Being a Serious Klismo
I know I've written about this before but I will explain further.... I am both mentally and physically dependent to take rather large, hot soapsuds enemas to have moderate to hard cramps and pleasure. I “need” this to achieve several good, productive bowel movements like the kind my Mom made me have. I usually take at least two to three enemas to get it all out each time I take one.
As a child and teenager in the early baby boomer years, I got many an enema. With alot of Vaseline on her fingers, Mom put some Vaseline on my rectum and perineum (so doo doo wouldn't get inside my pee hole). Then, when I was a teenager, Mom twisted the douche nozzle all around, in and out of my rectum (getting it seated) adding more Vaseline as needed. This maneuver excited me sexually and I remember at least two occasions having a climax sitting on the commode when the enema was almost over. It was then that I first became a klismo. I wanted to be full, have painful cramps and climaxes again from my Mom.
Mom paid no attention to the climax but coughed, cleared her throat and breathed hard during its duration. I kept crying out "It feels good!" She just looked away and told me to finish moving my bowels. She looked at my enema results every time before she would flush and scolded me on what I had been eating. (Mostly junk, because of the nasty smell and hard pieces.)
Now that I'm in my seventies and think back, I'm quite sure that I inherited or developed this want and need from my Mother's techniques. There was WAY too much stimulation down there as a child and teenager. My mind was ALWAYS thinking about enemas as a teenage girl. I had a very hard time staying focused in High School and barely graduated.
Do I blame her? I really don't know. I have to rationalize that it was something that just happened. Because I DO get off on hot, soapy enemas and I need EVERYTHING they provide. (I can't climax without an enema now - and it's few and far between without my husband's involvement since he's 100% disabled.) I do have a best friend who is a retired nurse and comes occasionally to give me the kind of enemas I want and need.
Enema thoughts affected my social skills and dating enjoyment, as a teenager. I wasn't turned on or pleasured by a boy - I had rather have had one of Mom's big enemas. I did go on to graduate, had a successful career, married and have children and grandchildren. Almost like a real normal person. 😊
My condition is double-sided. I have horrible IBS with worse blockages at times (I can't physically have a normal bowel movement) but I also have strong klismaphlia - like a “tic”, an urge that is constantly there but never goes away. If you met me, you would never know this condition exists….. until you said “the word”.
My face would probably be flushed, I'd turn away and most likely change the subject.
In fact, I would probably turn to jelly.
Comments
Emily Jane 3 months ago 1
The metal clamp, tee hee. When I think about Mama’s enemas, I can “hear” that clamp clanging as it bounced against the tiled bath wall. I miss the sound. The plastic clamps are much too quiet and don’t provide the aural “punctuation” to the enema procedure.
Moms Egirl 3 months ago
@Annab Love your comment!! Thanks for sharing a wonderful memory. It seems we are very much alike!! 💕
Sensitive-German-Enema-Giver 4 months ago 2
Wunderful written.......me,as a man,I have similar feelings and History. All my life,exspecially the last decades I think every minute of the day about enemas,those wunderful strict enemas my mom gave me on a red rubbersheet in her wet rubberapron over her boobs. Same imagination I see all the nurses in white long rubberaprons having been present in the operatingroom,as I had circumsation in 1960.They gave me so many suppositories with red rubbergoves well lubed and leaving the finger sometimes inside me for a breathless time..I was in another world. This world is still present every minute of my life now.
I would love so much to find a sensitive person for exchange,for understanding.....its a life long marathon-run.
I never give up as a sportsman.
Annab 10 months ago 6
Wow, your story sure hit home for me. Being close to the same age enemas were very common. I received my enemas in the knee chest position or on my back on the bed. She had to see how wet I was (even through all the hair,,lol) but she never said anything except that I was taking my enema like an adult woman (this was when I was mid to late teens) and that she was proud when it was over as I was on the toilet and she was at the sink cleaning the enema bag and nozzle. I would slip my finger between my legs when her back was to me and I would moan. She would just say that "it feels good getting all that out of you, doesn't it). I would feel guilty after that but that wouldn't stop me from doing again when I was alone or sometimes tell her that I had period cramps and a belly ache.
Apollo32 10 months ago 2
There’s no doubt that I’m wired the same. I really enjoy sex, but my most intense orgasmic thrills come from enemas, either solo or from a female partner. I was given bulb enemas in childhood so I guess that’s how it all started.
Moms Egirl 1 year ago 4
Sparks, I also am very much wired like you and yes, I am very fascinated (in love) with the old fearful looking equipment, large bags, cans, hoses, nozzles and the metal snap clamps.
Sparks 1 year ago 6
Thank you so much for sharing your experience. I have discovered by reading about others' experiences that many of us were wired
to enjoy Enemas and that at some point, they became Sexual. I became fascinated (still am) by Enema equipment. My Grandmother had a LOT and I would secretly go in to her bathroom to look at it. It's why I love Vintage.....red bags, black nozzles, metal shutoff clamps that make that distinctive "CLICK"! There's even a smell associated with it. I enjoy sex with women a lot lot. But there is a certain kind of release that happens with Enemas. I only do Enemas when I'm horny and eager to have a big orgasm....which is what I get from them. I have accepted that I am wired this way and probably never going to change or give this up (as a shrink once told me I must do to be "healthy"). But it is something I keep to myself. My significant other doesn't know about this side of me. I will never tell her as it would probably damage our relationship. But thanks again for your share!
Sparks
Dr Strangelove 2 years ago 3
Interesting I got frequent enemas from mom 2 or 3 times per week always Ivory SSE followed by rinse . I was told I needed the enemas but learned after awhile I enjoyed the enemas. Sometimes I would spend the weekend at my Aunts she gave me enemas as well even if mom had given me an enema that Moring she was a volume queen you take a little me for me just a little more. My uncle traveled so the weekends there where plenty full of enemas she even indulged in enemas. I think it’s why I am this way to this day I enjoy it so go with it. Grandmother as well was into enemas it seemed normal if you don’t know any different.
Shorefun2020 2 years ago 1
Well by reading this very interesting account...I just learned a new WORD.
BulgeInPants 2 years ago 2
Wow! You make your early enema experiences sound almost like a religious experience. How did your Mom ignore those orgasms? I have never heard anyone blame their educational under achievements on Enema fixations/fantasies, I will be using this excuse myself to silence probing job interviewers in future. Wonderful account, would love to hear more.
Soapy4me 2 years ago 2
As I've said before, our early years are very nearly clones of each other. I got multiple enemas weekly from my mother, aunt and grandmother. Klismaphilia set in by the time I was approaching 10. My late sister and I both loved our enemas, and began giving to each other by age 8. Now that she has passed, I am solo, and really miss the intimacy that sharing enemas provides. Quit beating yourself up over loving enemas! It isn't harming yourself, or others. There a lot of "vices" that are harmful or outright dangerous; enemas aren't among them. So, relax and get around some hot soapy water, shamelessly!
Baculum3 2 years ago 2
I very much hope you can reach some peace with yourself over what you seem reluctant to accept. We are all different and we should be able to glory in what makes us happy, or feel pleasure, or relaxes us. For you, for me and for thousands, or millions, of other people it is enemas. You have found something that helps you. To hell with those who might be critical of this. It is what you have to get you through the rough patches in life and it is a blessing that you have this - millions of people do not have a mechanism like you have and feel miserable, so enjoy! Enjoy today. Enjoy tomorrow. Enjoy for as long as you can and bring this joyous gift into your life as long as you want. As Janis Joplin used to sing in "Piece of my Heart" - "Well you know you got it, if it makes you feel good!" So, get the enema kit out and let yourself feel good! So many here on Zity support you all the way!
eeetime 2 years ago 2
It sounds like mom passed down to you what worked well for her. I say enjoy, embrace your memories, and relive them, as best you can, today, be it physical, or here, through PM, or Chat Gram role play. If you would like to try a virtual enema I would like to be there for you...
Jimmy 1 2 years ago 1
I had many enemas from Mom but not as often and impactful as yours. Nevertheless, I'm definitley a klismo as a result of those early enemas. I got them from around age 5 to 13 and gave to myself for many of those years. Now I crave and give to myself regularly. I can't wait to see a full bag over my shoulder, release the clamp and feel the warm solution flow.