A Selfie Enema!

After a debilitating shoulder injury and subsequent surgery to fix it, I was left pretty much “out of business” when it came to self-administering an enema. During my 90+ day rehab, whenever I've needed an enema, hubby has been more than willing to assist. But today was different. He was off with the boys playing golf and I was home alone with time on my hands and wanting an enema. What to do?

I worked through my shoulder exercises and the pain was better than it had been in months…so I decided to strike while the iron was hot. I shuffled off to our master bath got my enema gear and began the ritual of getting things ready for a little enema playtime. Once the towels were in place and everything was set, I nestled in to my warm nest of towels and attached my KGL-1 nozzle to the hose. This is a wonderful nozzle to start a session and the initial clean out. The nozzle felt so good as it slid up into my rectum as my anus clinched each bump as it entered. In one deft move I popped open the clamp and the unmistakable feeling of warm water rushed into my bowels. I let out an audible groan as the stimulation immediately activated my special spot. After about three quarts of solution found its way inside me, I just lay there savoring the sensations as the enema did its work.

Following a very thorough expulsion, I decided, I was ready for the Model B. If this was to be my final enema of the day, it was going to be with that work of art in silicone. Once my bag was refilled and the nozzle attached, I generously lubed my bottom in preparation of the anal invasion to come. As the tip of the Model B entered my anus, the goosebumps appeared like magic along my arms and legs. This was going to be special!

With a flick of the clamp, the enema was beginning to flow into my rectum. My special spot was throbbing and providing its own lubrication. The initial bulge of the Model B entered me with a feeling akin to going over the top on a ferris wheel. Wee! Once inside, I began to continue the insertion…across the little ripples that feel so delightful…and to the final bulge that was just outside my anus. I could feel the tip tickling my inner sphincter…begging to go deeper as the enema continued its journey through my bowels.

Then I began to tease my inner sphincter with the nozzle by pushing it deeper then withdrawing it. Repeating this insertion/withdrawal was definitely satisfying the itch I needed to scratch. It felt so darn good as my anus clamped down on the nozzle and my rectum came alive with the initial bulge of the Model B rubbing its length as the nozzle moved back and forth. My G spot was now alive and the ride had begun. As a massive orgasm approached, I buried the nozzle to hilt which took me completely over the edge into orgasmic bliss. A feeling I haven't felt in months and was so welcomed today.

As the dust began to settle and I began to regain my senses, I marveled at how a procedure such as an enema could produce such sensations that while intense could also be so calming. It was a magical morning…and hopefully one where I've managed to regain something I feared may be lost for a long time.

As always…have fun and play safe!