It was just after noontime by the time they had finished their morning activities. "Let's get cleaned up-now that we're cleaned out-and go out for the afternoon. We'll have time to indulge ourselves when we get back," Diane suggested. "That would be good. I'm ready to go out and see the world, take a little break," Carol agreed.

Taking turns, after deciding they both needed some private bathroom time, they had their showers, paying particular attention to their intimate places, carefully washing and soaping their anal areas, washing their hair, and shaving their legs and the several days' growth from their underarms. They both decided the time had come to be silky smooth.

Then they dressed in attractive outfits, leaving their jeans behind, and they were ready to leave. "Luckily this is a housekeeping cottage. I wouldn't want anyone to come in and see all the things we brought with us," Carol laughed.

The Hideaway Lodge complex was located near a resort town, with a number of good restaurants, shops, boutiques, and galleries in the area. Taking Diane's car, they drove the few miles to downtown. They stopped to have lunch first, accompanied by a glass of wine, after which they toured the various retail establishments.

To their pleasant surprise, they found a very good lingerie shop, and they couldn't resist the temptation to buy a few new frillies. They spent a very pleasant afternoon together, two demure girls, nicely dressed, looking like ‘the girls next door,' the picture of innocence, enjoying what the pretty resort town had to offer.

But their smoldering sexuality was just below the surface, and they couldn't help thinking, from time to time, about what was going to happen when they returned to their very own private cottage. It had the usual effect on their panties!

Back ‘home' by late afternoon, they decided it was time for a cocktail. They sat chatting on the couch in the living room, with their legs crossed, one over the other at the knees, which caused their skirts to ride up, displaying their creamy white thighs. And when they crossed and uncrossed their legs, occasionally but suggestively, they each got a quick glimpse of the lacy fringe of their love partner's slinky underwear. That was all it took to get them turned on!

Diane went over to Carol. Their lips met, followed by French kisses, so sexy they shuddered all over. She took Carol by the hand, leading her to the bedroom. "I want you like crazy, I'm so hot," she panted.

Prolonging their steamy desires, they each undressed the other, their outer clothing first, unzipping skirts and unbuttoning their blouses, followed by their under things, which they practically ripped off in their haste. They were on the bed in no time, doing the delicious things to each other that they loved and craved, climaxing one more time with the pounding orgasms that excited every fiber of their beings.

They especially loved seeing their partner's quivering, sexually sensitive rear entrance opening up, beautifully, in acceptance of a probing, darting, educated tongue. It was so intimate, so personal! "This is the living end," Diane sighed in satisfaction "Just think, we hadn't done that for six whole hours," Carol murmured, contented for the moment as she could be. They were still enjoying their bodies, even after their orgasms.

"Let's watch ‘Constipated Housewives.' That might put us in the mood for another enema," Diane suggested, with a pleasant little laugh. "I'd like to. I've wanted to watch that one ever since we got it," Carol agreed. "Don't bother to read the description. Let's see how it plays out, keep us in suspense."

Still completely in the nude, they got their drinks, some snacks, and their cigarettes, settling in to watch the video. As the title read, it was about two housewives in their early thirties, Doris and Sandra, who live quite close to one another in the same apartment building, and have become friends. They are both married, but their husbands are on the road for days at a time, leaving them alone to their own devices.

It is mid evening when Doris goes to visit Sandra. She is dressed in her robe and nightie, as Sandra is herself. Embarrassed, she asks Sandra if she has any laxatives. She hadn't realized she had run out. She admits that she has been stopped up for days, and she needs one so she'll feel better in the morning.

Since it's so late, she'd rather not go to the store unless she absolutely has to. Sandra suggests an enema, telling Doris that it will work right away for her, so she won't spend an uncomfortable night. Sandra says that with her husband away, she hasn't eaten as well as she should, so she has the same problem, and that she was about to have an enema when Doris came over.

Doris says she couldn't do that, remembering the enemas her mother had given her. But Sandra finally talks her into it, telling her that she should try it, that it's very different, and very nice, when you are a grownup, and how much better she'll feel after it's over. Since Doris isn't sure how to do it, Sandra offers to give her an enema!

Doris likes it so much, and the results she got, that she tells Sandra that she'll give her an enema if she'd like her to. Sandra takes her up on it. They both decide it was so good that they should have another one. It turns out that they both are bi. Excited by their enemas, and hungry for sex with their husbands away, they can't resist getting it on afterwards. The video has great closeups of the girls in action, before, during, and after their enemas.

"Wasn't that good!" Diane enthused. "Desperate Housewives, I'd say," she laughed. "I love the conversation, as well as all the action." "It was realistic. They were almost like us," was Carol's comment. "It sure did what we wanted, at least it did for me. I sure am ready for an enema. Watching them put the tubes up their asses made me hot," she sighed.

"Ooh yes, let's do it. It's your turn to try the inflatable nozzle, and I know I want one with the colon tube. Shall we?" Diane asked, invitingly.

Carol loved her enema with the retention nozzle, wondering how she'd ever lived without it, and Diane was just as enthusiastic about having her high enema, with the colon tube inserted up her as far as it would go. The other ‘results' they both got were outstanding! "We'll both turn into an enema by the time the weekend is over," Carol sighed. "Well, all I can say is ‘what a way to go.' And let's be sure those e-cummies keep happening!'" Diane laughed

"We need to take a few minutes off. Let's watch the 6 o'clock news, and see what's going on in the world," Diane suggested. They did so, watching the weather as well. "At least the forecast is good, for our drive home. Otherwise there sure isn't much happening, except the usual rapes and murders'" Carol laughed. "Shall I turn it off?" she asked, suggestively. "Yes, I think you'd better. I've got another sex urge," Diane panted. It was so good, being able to admit that straight out.

"I know you must have something in mind, since you are so eager to get it on," Carol said, feeling herself getting wet one more time, wondering what excitement Diane had planned. "Don't keep me in suspense, " she added, with an excited little laugh.

"Oh, I have plans, all right. Since we've had our enemas, we're-how should I say it-you know, pretty well dilated back there. If there's ever a time for a session with our butt plugs and vibrators, this is it," Diane suggested. One look, and Carol could see how much Diane wanted it, just as she did herself.

"Oh yes, I've wanted to try them all weekend," she eagerly replied. The thoughts of having butt plugs going up their asses, and being titillated by their vibrators, was almost enough to make them come before they even got started! "Well, what are we waiting for," Diane responded, her husky voice betraying her intimate anal desires. Completely nude, they walked hand and hand to the enema room.

They began by placing their sex toys on the bed, right where they could easily get at them. They had several sizes of butt plugs, small to medium, and several types of vibrators as well. It was exciting, just looking at them. "Since this was my idea, I'll do you first," Diane offered. "Get on the bed, on your hands and knees. That's one of the best ways. We can try it on our backs too, with our legs up, but let's start the other way."

Carol got herself into position, offering her anal area up to what Diane was going to do to her. "I've never done this before, but I'm sure this calls for lots of Vaseline," she said, slipping her hand into another glove. "I've got to get you ready first, get you all lubed up first, before I put the plug in."

So saying, she went to work on Carol, coating her anus and rectum thoroughly with so much Vaseline that her butthole glistened with the lubricant. "I'll use the medium sized one, since I think you're ready," she said, selecting the conical, flesh colored plug she intended to use, and greasing it all up for her.

"Ok, we're all set. I think you need to push out, while I put it in," Diane suggested, putting the end of the plug up against Carol's waiting asshole. She was glad she'd seen the video, when Ruth had inserted the butt plug into Betty. "Uuh," Carol grunted, the way she did when she was having a BM, opening herself up beautifully. "Here it goes," Diane whispered, pushing the plug in, watching it slide up into Carol, opening her up even more.

"Hoo-aaah-ooo," Carol panted, as the thickest part of the plug went in, her butt hole closing gratefully around the shaft. Diane pressed the circular base of the plug right up against Carol's behind. "How is it? Is it good?" Diane asked, anxiously, for she wanted this to be a good experience for Carol. "Ooh yes, oh that feels nice. It's just the right size. I wouldn't want one any bigger," Carol sighed, loving having the big object in her rectum. She really was extra sensitive back there!

"I can't wait to try it. It has to make you feel full," Diane said. Watching the insertion of the plug into Carol had made her get excited. "Oh, it sure does. It makes me feel like I need an enema, you know, the way you feel when you've got a really big one in there that won't come out," Carol answered, while savoring all the sensations emanating from her plug filled rectum.

"Well, I know what that feels like. I guess we both do, the way we get so constipated," Diane replied, with a guilty expression.

They did indeed. They both liked the feeling of a full rectum, the fuller the better, and they had found having a big BM to be a pleasurable experience, one they had enjoyed for years, one of the few enjoyments they'd had in their previous humdrum existence. It was an experience that had been intensified when they needed an enema, heightened when they indulged their pleasure by giving in to the temptation and having one.

But, unfortunately, there had also been a few times when they had been constipated and for whatever reason couldn't have an enema, when they‘d just had to go, enduring the discomfort of forcing it out through their aching, over stretched assholes, like the girl Ruth admitted happened to her in the video. So they knew where she had been coming from. Like Ruth, what came out of Carol sometimes was as big as the butt plug Diane had used on her.

‘I want to try sliding it in and out," Carol breathed. "Ok, you push and I'll pull," Diane advised. Carol did so, as if she were pushing a big turd out, feeling the sensations when the plug popped out. "Again. We'll do it in rhythm," Diane whispered. In and out, in and out went the plug, stretching and dilating Carol's asshole with the rhythmic motion.

She loved it! "It's like having an instant BM," she panted. "You'll love it when it's your turn. I love having a big enema tube in there, but ooh, this is something else," she sighed, very close to the orgasm that she was valiantly trying to postpone.

"I'm going to get on my back. Ooh quick, let me have a vibrator," she moaned. Diane did so. Carol turned it on, plunging it into her front, while Diane worked the plug in and out of her pulsating bottom entrance.

The effect was almost immediate. Close to the edge anyway, excited by all the delicious sensations originating in her two openings, that completely pervaded her body, Carol disintegrated in a fiery, shuddering climax, getting off once again, satisfying her naughtiest inner desires. "Ooh, that was unbelievable," she panted. "Just pure, unadulterated sex. That's what I needed," she revealed. "Let me calm down a minute, Diane, and then I'll do you." "I'll be ready. I'm all turned on, watching you come," Diane breathed.

Carol got her ready for the insertion, sensuously lubricating her rectal portal, and rotating her finger around that cute, nicely relaxed back passage of hers. Diane was already panting in excitement when her lover shoved the plug up and in. It gave her the same incredibly erotic sensations that Carol had experienced, and when she put the vibrator into her other opening it was all over, Diane climaxing in wave after wave of orgasmic delight. "It can't get any better than this," she sighed, expressing her sheer pleasure. "Oh, I know. We just have very sensitive assholes, that's all," Carol laughed, happily.