We both attended a large university in Texas. Also, we both worked as lab assistants for the same professor, so we spent a lot of time together. Karen had a nice figure with long straight hair and was kind of a tom boy. This was the mid 1970's and people talked more openly about sex back then. She had a good sense of humor and we would joke around and I secretly wanted to get into her pants but I knew that she did not date anyone.
Occasionally we would go to lunch together and we did this day, going to a local burger joint. She had a girlfriend that lived in a house across the street from my apartment and she asked if she could hang out with me until her friend got home from work at 5 PM. Sure, I did not mind spending time with her. At lunch, I noticed that she just picked at her food. I asked if she was feeling OK. She replied “I would feel better if I could go to the bathroom” with a nervous laugh, and changed the subject.
My apartment was off campus and I lived alone. Once we were there, she asked if she could use the bathroom, “sure” I said. After she was inside, I quietly crept up to the door to see what I could hear. I heard her peeing and then softly grunting, occasionally passing some gas. I listened for a while then crept away from the door, not wanting to be discovered. She was in the bathroom a long time. I thought she had managed to have a bowel movement, but when she came out, one look at her face and I knew that she had not. I asked her; “ OK, how long have you been constipated”? “Well, laughing nervously,I last went about 4 days ago”. “Wow, have you taken anything?” “Yea some Correctol, but it did not work, it just made me cramp. Do you have anything I could take?” “No, I don't keep any laxatives”. “Yea, you guys are so lucky you never get constipated”. “Oh yea, I get constipated all of the time but I don't take laxatives, you never know when they will work, it might be in the middle of class or in a traffic jam”. “Well what do you use then”? “I just take a warm water enema”. “An enema”? I have not had one of those since I was a little girl”! “So you have had them before”? “Well, yes, but I did not like them, I would always cramp so bad”! “Did your Mom used soap?” “Well yes, it is called a soapsuds enema, right?”. “Well you don't have to use soap, I use a little baking soda with warm water and it is very comfortable”. “Really? No soap, and it sill cleans you out OK”? “Oh yea, It cleans you out just fine without the cramping of soap”. “Well I just don't know”! “Look, it has been so long now ,you should have solved this sooner. If it continues, you will be in he hospital with some Doctor elbow deep in your ass, digging the poop out of you manually. That won't be any fun will it”? “Wow! You are such a romantic! She said with a laugh. “No, you're right, I guess I should have an enema, but I don't know how to do it”. “No problem I have given myself probably hundreds of them, I can give it to you.” “ Do you guarantee that you won't hurt me”? “Sure! Scouts honor “! (I was never a Boy Scout, but at that moment I would have probably said or done just about anything to give her an enema!)
“Why don't you just sit down on the side of the bed and I will get it ready.” I was trying to face away from her to hide my erection in my jeans as I retrieved my Faultless combination bag from the bottom drawer of my dresser. “That is an unusual place to keep an enema bag, most people have them in the bathroom”. “Well most of my guy friends would think it was odd if I had one. Beside most of them would think it was a douche bag and that would be double hard to explain since I am not dating anyone right now”. She laughed said; “yea I guess that is right, I never thought about it it from a boys point of view. For us girls, almost everyone has one, and it is explained away as a douche bag”.
I took the bag into the bathroom and ran the water to get it warm. I shook a couple of tablespoons worth of baking soda into the bag from the box I kept under the sink. I filled the bag with warm water and shook it to mix the baking soda. I screwed in the adapter cap and turned the bag over, holding it from its hanging hook until the water ran through the tubing. Snapping the metal shut off closed, I laid the bag on the vanity. I attached the standard enema nozzle, thinking that her rectum was probably full, and I would have trouble with the vaginal nozzle. I reached under the sink to get the jar of Vaseline and a towel. I picked up the bag and walked into the bedroom. She was sitting nervously on the side of the bed. “Wow she said, that bag is full, I don't think I can hold all of that water”! “You don't have to take it all, just take what you can.” I laid the towel down and laid the bulging bag and the jar of Vaseline on the towel. I attached a bent up clothes hanger to the curtain rod and hung the bag on it. Then I straightened the towel out and placed a pillow at the other end of it. “I see, is this how you take your enemas?” “Yep, same place, same bag”! I said with a grin, she laughed nervously. She said: “This is not fair, I will be naked at least from the waist down and you get to keep your jeans on!” I thought to myself: well this is the moment of truth! “Well, I can solve that”. With that, I took off my shirt, removed my shoes and dropped my pants and underwear. Standing there stark naked with my rock hard erection bouncing in her direction.
“Wow, does giving someone else an enema always give you a huge erection like that? “ “No, just giving them to you does.” Laughing, she says: “You know, I don't think I have ever heard flattery like that, when someone is about to give you an enema!” “Well, you have now!” Shaking her head, she began to remove her blouse, and bra. I guess if you are going to be naked so should I. I swear from across the room her nipples looked erect to me! She kicked off her shoes, paused, looked at the enema bag, shaking her head and said: “I still don't believe that I am really doing this”. “Well, your stomach still hurts doesn't it?” “Oh yea, I know I need it, it is just so weird”. She peeled off her skin tight jeans and her bikini panties. Now standing there totally nude she says: “Well what do you think”? “You are gorgeous”! I replied”. “I bet you say that to all of your enema patients! Yea, except for my full bulging achy tummy! ” “Your tummy will feel much better in a few minutes.” “I sure hope so, I am really miserable”.
“OK how do you want me? “ “Lay with your head on the pillow and on your left side to start”. She laid down on her side with her legs out straight. I knelt down on the floor beside the bed and pulled her right leg up into a classical Sims position. When I did, her silky smooth buttocks gently parted to show her brown puckered hole. Below, I can clearly see her furry pussy lips. He light from the window is still coming through the closed curtains and illuminating her most private parts. I reach for the Vaseline jar. Getting a good sized bit on my index finger I said: “OK I need to get a little bit personal now”. I separated her cheeks further, exposing her anus fully. My index finger applied the jelly to the outside of her brown anus. Once the outside had plenty of lube, I gently rotated my finger in the middle of her rosebud, applying more pressure as her sphincter relaxed, allowing my finger inside. Her sphincter was very tight on my finger and it felt like it was sucking on my finger, not wanting to let it go. She gasped, saying: “I did not know you would put your finger inside me”! “Sorry, does it hurt?” “No, not at all, I just did not expect you to go inside like that”. “Oh, sorry!” “No, it is fine, just unexpected, that is all”. I think, hummmmm, maybe she does not mind having her bottom played with after all!
I remove my finger and wipe it on a tissue. She rectum really is full and she needs this enema. I reach for the enema nozzle and press it at the center of her anus. “Tell me if I hurt you in any way”, “OK I will”. Gently, I apply pressure to the nozzle as it begins to slip slowly into her rectum. I stop when it is half way in. “Does that hurt?” “No, not at all.” I decide to start the flow here, instead of risking clogging the nozzle by inserting it further. “I am going to start the water now” “OK” I open the metal shut off with a loud click. I can fell the hose warm I my hand. “Can you feel the water going in”? “Yes it feels warm”. I stop the flow after a few seconds. As constipated a she is, I don't want to cause her any discomfort if possible. I want this enema to be as enjoyable as possible given the circumstances. “Are you feeling alright?” “Yes, so far”. After a few seconds I open the clamp again. I fell the hose surge as the warm water enters her rectum. She moans and I immediately stop the flow. “Do you have a cramp”? “Yes a little bit.” I see her trying to rub her lower abdomen, which is difficult while laying on her side. “Why don't you roll over on your back now and I will massage your stomach”. I hold the nozzle in place as she rolls on her back, her pussy rolling up right under my nose! I get her to raise her knees with her feet flat on the bed so I can reach under her and hold the nozzle in place. With her rectum now expanded with this much water in her, I push the nozzle completely into her.
“Wow this is a totally exposed position”. “Well, I have to get to your stomach to massage it”. “Enjoying the view?“ “Like I SAID, you are beautiful!” I gently massage her stomach as she frowns occasionally. “Am I hurting you?” “A little bit, I am just so constipated it is hurting a little as the water flows in.” “Yea it does the same to me. The more constipated I am the more I cramp”. I continue to massage and let in a little bit of water at a time until she has taken about one half of the bag. She can easily see the bag while on her back and remarks about how much she has taken. “I have taken about half the bag, I think I need to go now!”. “Can you hold it for a minute? The longer you hold it the more it softens the wast and make it more effective”. She holds it for a couple of minutes then says she has to go. I pull out the nozzle and she makes a run for the toilet. I notice the nozzle is streaked with brown. Her rectum really was full.
As she sits on the toilet, she lets loose as water shoots out of her rectum. In a moment it stops as I hear her grunt. Then a loud plop as the waste begins to come out of her. Several minutes and several flushes later she emerges, rubbing her lower abdomen. “Man that sure did help. Thank you!” Well come lay down for a while, we are not done yet.” “Oh?” “Yea, after being constipated for four days just one half a bag did not go very high in your colon so you have much more waste to get out.” She lad down on the towel as I began to massage her abdomen again. “This will help work out the water that is still inside of you and work the waste loose too” “OK, it kinda feels nice”. After a few minutes she has to return to the toilet. She evacuates more waste and returns to the bed.
When she returns I am sitting on the bed with the covers over my lap trying to hide my still raging hard on. I ask about her enema history: “So your mother gave you enemas as a child”? “Yes occasionally, but she used a squeeze bulb and a pan full of soapy water. And you?” “Yea, I was constipated often and I know I got then with a bulb when I was really small, maybe 4 or 5, but I know by first grade I was getting them from the bag. My mom used just plain water so I did not have the cramping from the soap, but she hung the bag too high and that caused cramping from the quick flow. I discovered after taking them on my own, to hang the bag lower and it did not cramp.” Oh, at what age did she let you take them on your own?” “Well, she really did not,I just started sneaking them when no one else was at home.” She just sat there for a minute and then said: “So let me get this straight, you were sneaking enemas because you liked them?” “Well, actually the warmth and pressure of the water on the male prostate gland is pleasurable. It acts kinda like a female's G-spot.” “Wow learn something new every day! And do you still take them for pleasure or when you are constipated?” “Actually, both. I often take them for pleasure often enough that I am seldom constipated.” “How interesting, I never dreamed that some people would find enemas pleasurable.” About this time she had to go to the bathroom again.
When she returned, I said: “Well we really need to get a full bag into you to finish cleaning out your colon. After 4 days, I am sure there is more that needs to come out.” “Yea, I think you are right, I still fell kinda full.” I gathered up the enema bag and waddled into the bathroom with my hard on still sticking out and leaking pre-cum. Laughing, she said: “Did all this talk about enemas make you hard again?” “Again? Ever since I first realized that I would be giving you an enema I have been hard as a rock”. “I take that as a compliment” “Well you should, you are a very beautiful and intelligent woman and I have been intrigued by you, since I first met you.” “Flattery AND a colon cleansing, what is a girl to do?” “Just lay back and enjoy it”. I said. She just smiled, sitting there completely naked with her hard nipples that I could see from across he room.
I refilled the bag with warm water and baking soda. I replaced the enema nozzle with the longer douche nozzle, my favorite, since it sprays out the sides directly on my prostate gland. She was laying on the towel on her back. She said: “we ended up this way where it is easy to massage my stomach, why don't we just start this way?” “OK by me I will just need your help to insert the nozzle.” About this time she noticed the larger nozzle. “Say that is not the same nozzle is it?” “No, now that your rectum is empty I thought this one would be better because of the bulge at the tip it stays in better.” “OK what ever you think, you are the enema expert. You need to have a T-Shirt made with that on it.” “It would offed a lot of people.” “Yea, but you might find some that would follow you home.” “Would you be one of the ones following me home?” “Maybe!” she says with a wink of her eye.
I hung the bag and reached for the Vaseline getting a dollop on my finger. “I need you to pull your legs up so I can lube you and insert the nozzle.” With that she reached behind her knees and pulled her knees to her chest opening up her crotch and buttocks completely. I just momentarily froze at the beautiful sight. Her pussy lips were covered in a thin coating of soft fur (did I detect some moisture?) and her brown perfectly puckered anus was on full display underneath. “How is the view?” she quipped with a smile. “Oh! I said, suddenly startled back to reality. I applied the Vaseline to the outside of her anus and placing my finger over the center, and I looked her in the eye as I gently pushed into her. She closed her eyes and said OOOOH, as my finger entered her tight rectum. “Keep that up and we will never finish this enema” She said. OK. I guess I was right, she enjoys at least a finger in her rectum, I wonder would she enjoy something larger? I would have to find out later as the nozzle in my other hand reminded me why I was here. I removed my finger and gently inserted the large douche nozzle about half way into her rectum. I told her to lower her feet to the bed and I clicked open the clamp starting the flow.
After a few moments, I stopped the flow and rubbed her abdomen in a counterclockwise direction to help the water flow up into her colon. Starting and stopping the flow and rubbing, I managed to get the entire bag into her. She commented: “I did not think there was ANY way that much water would fit inside me, but you did it”. “We did it, it took teamwork! Can you hold it a minute?” “I think so, but you might need to keep rubbing to take my mind off of the fullness.” “I can think of something to take your mind off of it.” With that I expanded by circle of rubbing brushing against the bottom of her breasts, and also touching the hair on her furry mound. Expanding my circle, I was soon brushing against her stiff nipples and going fully over her pussy. (Which was getting wetter by the minute.) She moaned: “OH that feels so good!” After a few minutes, she said: “I would love to stay here all afternoon, but I have to go NOW!” As I slipped the douche nozzle out of her rectum she quickly got up and ran to the bathroom. I heard a torrent of water jetting out of her rectum then a pause and more waste plopped out of her. I laid back on the bed looking at the empty red enema bag it's sides sucked in and I started stroking my hard on. I thought about quickly masturbating, instead, I just held back and softly stroked. I decided that I would not hide it from her any more.
After about 10 minutes she returned rubbing her stomach and said: “WOW! Look at that hard on! Wish I had one of those.” “Well, you can borrow mine any time you like”. Laughing, she said: “In due time. I did not realize how much stuff was stuck inside of me”! “Well, think about it, 4 days times 3 meals a day that is about 12 meals worth of waste. That is a bunch of poop.” “So in the past when you said I was full of shit you meant it?” “Hey you are the one that remarked about how much came out, not me!” She laughed and sat on the bed eyeing my hard cock which I was still stroking.
“That has to be miserable staying hard for that long, we need to do something about that.” “what did you have in mind?” She leaned over and took my rock hard cock into her mouth. “How about this?” “Oh yea!!” She proceeded to suck and caress my balls. She stopped and said: “What were you saying about the water stimulating your prostate gland? Can I reach it with my fingers?” “Oh yes, I sometimes use a vibrator so I know your fingers will reach it.” With that, she takes some Vaseline and puts it on her fingers and gently inserts two fingers in my rectum. “You will have to tell me where it is, I have never done this before.” I told her where to push her fingers and how to rub. She was very good for a beginner. She continued to suck my dick while rubbing my prostate until I unloaded about a gallon of cum into her mouth. It almost felt like electricity where her fingers were rubbing on my rectal wall. As she wiped her mouth with one hand she removed the other from my rectum. “Yuck, I think you need an enema too”. Her fingers were smeared with brown. “OOPS!” I grabbed a tissue and quickly cleaned off her fingers. She got up and washed her hands.
“You know I am serious don't you?” “About what?” I asked, “About giving you an enema. I want to learn how to properly give and take an enema.” Wow what a dream come true, to be able to instruct this beautiful sexy woman in the ways of an enema and to get one in the process. “OK let's get started”. I showed her how to mix the baking soda in, fill the bag, burp that air from the hose, etc. We returned to the bedroom where I hung the bag up. I left the douche nozzle in place since it is my favorite and I wanted her to rub my prostate with it during my enema. “Wow, you are right, this is turning me on.” As she stood there rubbing her hard nipples and her wet pussy. I said: “You know there is one thing we have not done yet”? “What is that?” “Give you an orgasm, that is what!” “Well that can wait a few minutes let's give you this enema before it cools off.” OK twist my arm!!
I laid down on the towel in the same position she had been in. She reached for the Vaseline as I reached behind my knees and pulled my legs up to give her easy access to my anus. “Geezss! What a view”. She said. “No where as good as the one that I had a few minutes ago!” “Well that is in the eye of the beholder.” She applied the Vaseline outside my anus and then pressed in the center until it yielded and allowed her finger to slide in. “OHHH” I moaned. “Did I hurt you?” “Oh no, I give you about a week to stop that!” “Well, that would be one really cold enema by then!” “Yea, guess we should continue.” “Right”. She removed her finger and gently inserted the douche nozzle into my rectum. “only about half way.” I told her. She nodded in agreement. “Are you ready for the water?” “Yes.” With that she clicked open the shiny metal clamp and I felt the surge of water into my rectum. It was cold at first but quickly warmed up. “UUUUMMM” I said. She stopped the flow and said: “Do you have a cramp?” “NO, it just felt good.” “Sorry I shut it off.” “That is OK just let it run for about 10 seconds and stop for a while, rub my stomach, then start the flow again. The secret to a comfortable enema is to not rush it.” “Got it.” She rubbed my stomach, her hand brushing against my rock hard dick on every revolution. She grinned and said: “If I keep touching this we might not finish this enema.” “You got that right, I might just shoot all over you and the bed.” “You mean like you did down my throat a while ago?” “Yep, exactly!” She smiled and clicked on the flow again. She continued stopping, starting and rubbing until the entire bag was inside of me. “that is so COOL she exclaimed! Seeing all that water drain into you was just amazing!” “Well, yes it was, but now it has to come out!” She pulled the nozzle out of my rectum and I made a mad dash for the toilet.
After a few minutes of expelling, I returned to the bedroom to find her laying on the towel and rubbing her breasts with one hand and slowly fingering her pussy with the other. “UUMMMMM! That sure looks good”. I said. “Care to join me?” “Yes, but I have to go again!!” Returning to the bathroom I again expelled my water and waste. After a few minutes I returned to find her still laying in the same spot still rubbing her hard nipples and fingering herself. “Did you start without me?” I asked, “Yes, started, but not finished. One thing though, I am not on the pill.” “Great, I don't have any condoms! Talk about timing!” We both laughed. “Well that leaves us with one option” I laid down with my head near her crotch and she turned on her side and raised her top leg, allowing me access to her wet delicious pussy. She scooted over and took my dick in her warm wet mouth one more time. I slid my fingers deep into her dripping wet pussy to get them wet and then inserted one finger into her rectum and two into her pussy. I then buried my mouth into her soft fur and began to lick and suck as if my life depended on it. I was concentrating so much on pleasing her, my ejaculation almost snuck up on me. With a loud grunt I shot deep into her throat as she swallowed every drop. My climax must have pushed her over the edge as she stiffened and her body pulsated with her climax! She clamped down so tightly with both her vagina and rectum, I thought she was going to pinch my fingers off! Her orgasm was intense!
We both kind of rolled over where we could breath and laid there for a minute. Looking me in the eye, she said: “And to think this all started with my constipation. I never thought being plugged up would get me laid!” “Never dreamed it would get you two huge enemas in the middle of the afternoon either did you?” “NO, but I am glad it did!” She said with a big smile!