I t was evident that a new and seriously different relationship had developed between this middle-aged couple and Ursula, a young Swedish exchange student. We had shared our innermost sexual fetishes in our bed. Both my wife and I were moved to new sexual peak interactions beyond our wildest dreams, at least their wildest dreams, shall we say. Ursula was to spend the rest of the weekend with us. It was now Saturday morning. Less than 12 hours ago we had all experienced the most fantastic, kinky events of our lives regarding our own sexuality. The enema was no longer a medical-therapeutic matter, but one of intense sexual excitement for us all. My wife had an experience with a young girl which drove me to the point of ecstasy and I was a willing participant. We ate breakfast together, generally in silence. We had just been through a second intense episode of mutual body awareness and stimulation. We seemed like a comfortable family as we cleaned up the kitchen and settled down to read the paper. Ursula sat between DeeDee and myself. Our legs were partly covered by our bathrobes. Not a word was spoken until I announced that I needed to go to the bathroom, my regular morning ritual. There were a few giggles from DeeDee and Ursula and a comment, I do not recall from whom, inquiring if I needed any help. "No thank you, unless, of course, you want to give me an enema," I said half humorously. I was startled when Ursula and DeeDee suddenly eyed each other. There seemed to be a bit of telepathy which escaped me but soon became apparent. "Need help, do you ?,"DeeDee said semi-sarcastically. Ursula grinned. I was hesitant for I instantly knew what had crossed their minds. "Ursula can help you, Al. Maybe you need a little stimulation. Can't be too sure about a good BM, you know." A thought flashed across my mind. The proverbial cartoon light bulb appeared over my head. Did I hear them correctly?

Ursula smiled demurely and looked directly into my eyes. A slow smile began to appear on my face. In an innocent child-like tone I simply said, "Well, I am a bit constipated. That was the reason I went to the pharmacy, you know. So if you want to give me an enema, I am sure I'll benefit from it."

I spoke in such adult, serious terms that I was amused. Of course I'd like two lovely ladies to administer an enema to me. I tingled in my groin at the thought, even after my earlier orgasm. "Well yes, I just might need some help with an enema," said I with a gleam in my eye. DeeDee and Ursula exchanged a glance and a knowing smile. I sat in anticipation of what these two women had in mind for me. "Well, yes, maybe we can help you out, Al."

DeeDee and Ursula led me into the bathroom. As usual, after breakfast I usually move my bowels. My wife, of course knew this but Ursula did not. She seemed to be secretly delighted at the prospect of administering an enema to me after two major sessions with her since the night before. Ursula immediately prepared the enema set-up which had been laying on the bathroom counter. DeeDee sat on the toilet and simply watched. The water was run until it was warm. Ursula filled the red rubber enema bag and squirted in some soap from the dispenser of Ivory by the sink. She massaged the bag to disperse it and screwed on the hose fitting. I stood quietly and watched the procedure as Ursula closed the valve and turned the bloated bag upside down. She hung the enema on a towel rack in the shower stall and briefly drained the tube to remove any trapped air. Whatever her innocence may have been, the young girl definitely knew what she was doing.

DeeDee now placed a thick terry cloth towel on the floor by the shower and gently pulled me to my knees in front of the toilet. I now rested on my elbows too and was ready to accept whatever these two women had in store for me. DeeDee found the jar of Vaseline from the medicine chest and handed it to young Ursula who immediately scooped out a glob of the lubricant on her finger. I let my head drop as I felt her finger sliding into the crevice between my cheeks. Ursula spread the Vaseline and slowly inserted her finger into my anus. I relaxed as she pushed in and thoroughly enjoyed the feeling as she moved in and out with her lubricated finger. I felt her progress pass the sphincter and felt my bottom open to this sensual, pleasant experience. My anus opened to her.

DeeDee came around in front of me and knelt before my face, holding my shoulders with her hands so that my face was directly before her pubic hair. I smelled her scent. This plus the anal stimulation began to cause a warm feeling to develop in my groin as my penis began to harden a bit.

Ursula reached for the enema nozzle, still the long douche fitting from earlier. She carefully spread Vaseline over the smooth tube and slid it between my buttocks. She did not insert it, but teased me with the tip of the nozzle, stroking me and twisting it as she approached my anal opening. The gentle sensation was exquisite as she stimulated this very sensitive part of my body. My member was quite erect by now and I eagerly awaited the delightful feeling of something in my bottom. I was not disappointed. In a few moments I felt the nozzle being carefully inserted into my lubricated anus.

Ursula's gentle probing soon had the nozzle into my rectum it's full length, I heard the click as she released the flow valve. In a moment or two I felt the warm water entering my bowels. Ursula let the enema flow for nearly a minute before I felt the first passing cramp. I breathed deeply as DeeDee pulled me against her pubic hair. I inhaled the sexual smell of her parts and moved my face against the soft fur.

Meanwhile I was filling up fast and found it necessary to take more deep breaths until the cramps subsided. The enema was soon finished. It was run into me at full flow. "How are you feeling, Al?" Ursula asked with concern in her voice, "Do you still have cramps?" I told her that they had passed. Slowly I felt the long douche nozzle being withdrawn from my anus and Ursula's finger pushed in to replace it. She slowly masturbated my full bottom and massaged my prostate. This young girl definitely had experience along these lines which she had obtain obtained somewhere in the span of her brief sexual life. The feeling was delightful and sharp as she applied pressure to this part of my intestine.

Suddenly, I felt Ursula's hand on my penis. She had put Vaseline on it and began to stroke my erect cock while fingering my ass. DeeDee meanwhile tilted back and spread her legs a bit. Her hands on my shoulders pulled me toward her bush and I instinctively extended my tongue. With DeeDee leaning back and my head lifted upward I managed to feel the wetness of her clit and surrounding lips as I licked her. She held me securely and pushed her crotch against my mouth. Ursula, all the while masturbated the head of my cock with expert precision as I knelt before DeeDee. From her position behind me Ursula did not slacken her pace on my member or my rear and its sensitive insides. My belly and bowel was now feeling quite full as the two women controlled me. I could hear DeeDee moaning as I tongued her clit and I too let out muffled sounds of ecstasy from Ursula's actions.

At last I could take no more. Ursula had brought me to the point of no return and I came in a peak of excitement. The orgasm was exquisitely strong as her finger inside repeatedly pushed on my prostate. Her pumping hand caused me to shoot my sperm all over the white towel beneath me. Still, DeeDee held me tightly and masturbated her cunt against my face.

I was helpless and weak after my orgasm and had no choice but to submit. DeeDee kept this going for several minutes after I came. In my moment of truth and the excitement leading up to it, I was oblivious to the pressure of the warm water within me. It simply heightened the experience. Now, however, I began to feel the need to use the toilet. I tried to pull away from DeeDee to let her know what was becoming a very urgent matter, but she would not release my shoulders.

In an attempt to signal the two women of my plight I made grunting noises as best I could but to on avail. DeeDee held tight and Ursula pushed her middle finger deeply in my anus impaling me securely. The pressure inside was now severe and my cramping was intense. Still DeeDee masturbated herself against me, obviously enjoying my desperate plight. That little sexy bitch! Getting off on my submission as she used me! I began to lift myself up to get free. Suddenly a smarting slap landed on my left cheek then another, even harder. Ursula had smacked my bottom with her free hand, and rather hard at that. I heard her say. "You stay right there, Al! Don't you dare try to get up or you'll get a hard spanking!"

I let out a muffled cry and tried to talk. Again Ursula's hand hit hard on my rear. She administered a number of strong slaps on my up-turned buttocks. The sudden strong stinging distracted my attention from my now burning bowels to the task at hand. I eagerly tongued DeeDee's clit and she eagerly rubbed against my mouth, with increasing passion. I heard her crying out loudly as she took in the scene of Ursula plugging my ass and spanking me. Ursula knew it too and again began to administer a series of slaps to my cheeks this time somewhat methodically. DeeDee became even more worked up at the sound of Ursula's hand and my now spontaneous whimpering muffled pleas. Suddenly DeeDee pulled herself against my face to the extent that she hurt my tongue and lips. She pumped furiously against my face and cried out loudly. Ursula spanked me harder and harder until my ass badly burned. My insides too burned and begged for release. Slowly, ever so slowly DeeDee came down from her orgasm and the punishment I had been receiving stopped. I pulled myself away as DeeDee dropped to her knees. "Good God, please let me up! I gotta go so bad, I can't hold it any more! I'm in agony, please help me up!," I yelled out in desperation.

Gradually I felt my weakened and stressed body being assisted back to the toilet by Ursula, her finger still in place and securely plugging me. DeeDee lay back in a heap in the towel exhausted and drained, still looking glazed. I felt my buttocks on the cool toilet seat, "Are you ready, Al?" I let out some nonverbal noise and Ursula eased her finger out of my anus. For a moment, all was silent, then suddenly a great rush of water surged out of me splashing into he toilet below. Oh, such sweet relief! Again, a spray of water followed by an explosive discharge from my bowels. Again and again, my BM filled the toilet even after three flushes to clear the air. I was now joined by both women who kissed my sex coated lips as they soothed me until I was finally and mercifully completely emptied.

My relief was profound as DeeDee and Ursula hugged and comforted me. Still seated on the toilet in a stupor from these intense events, I felt DeeDee reach behind me with toilet paper in her hand to wipe me. This took a number of wads of folded toilet paper and a bit of effort or her part! Ursula, meanwhile, started the shower. Shortly, I was helped up and escorted into the stall. The flow of hot water soothed my muscles, tired and stretched from my ordeal on the bathroom floor with the two women. Again I felt two pairs of breasts against my body as I received a thorough but gentle scrubbing.

This was a treat which had only existed in my fantasy world until this weekend. Ursula carefully washed DeeDee, especially her thighs and pubic hair. This was a delight to watch. When we had bathed and dried off with a seemingly endless supply of fresh terry cloth towels, it was time to put on our clothes and recuperate from this latest enema frolic with all its kinky overtones.

By now the morning had worn on after our adventures and the clock approached noon. Time to get out into the world and assess the bizarre new relationship which had developed from the night before. We all needed, as they say today, a reality check! And so, off we three went in the van to have lunch as a nearby quiet and cozy little restaurant over looking a lake. Over our lunch and wine, we reflected on our reactions to each other in rather general terms. We all agreed that we were mutually comfortable with what had unfolded and had no reservations or feelings of guilt about anything. We further agreed, that we should continue to have Ursula visit DeeDee and myself on weekends so that we might mutually explore our cumulative sexuality where ever it might lead. Naturally, we spoke in quiet voices and did not need to discuss specifics.

When lunch was finished we strolled around the lake adjoining the restaurant. It was now that some very personal sexual feelings and ideas came out from each of as we analyzed in detail the things that turned us on. We were all in agreement about being anally erotic and terribly stimulated by giving and receiving enemas. DeeDee, however, was generally not a recipient of enemas but wanted to receive one after our recent threesome. Ursula and I grinned and kidded with DeeDee about being gentle with her and perhaps giving her one outdoors by our pool in the warm sun. This thought was appealing all the way around, particularly since Ursula was able to spend the afternoon with us before returning to the university as well as her part-time job at the pharmacy. No doubt Ursula mulled over the concept of DeeDee's parted cheeks. I too, pondered helping with this outdoor enema.