After our morning shower, I introduced Ann to the web sites en.zity.biz and enemas4themind.com with the idea of showing her that she was not alone in her loving the feeling of giving and getting an enema. She was amazed at the amount of members and I showed her a few other sites for the same reason. “Are they all like us?” she asked. “No”, I said, “there are many interests, and some are into alternative life styles, but there a many like us. Does that answer some of the worries that you voiced last night?” She smiled and hugged me. “Do you ever want to meet some of them?” She asked with a little naughty smile. “Perhaps someday, right now though I am content to contribute through the forums.” I said. “Have you ever written a story on any one of those sites?” She smiled another naughtier than the last. “Not yet, but I have some ideas.” I said lovingly. “Why don’t you write about us, my love, don’t you think I’m worthy of a story?” She laughed. “I don’t think this is the place for an autobiography, baby.” I deadpanned. “I didn’t mean that you had to spell out every detail of our lives you crazy man, but I’ll bet some of those people would get a kick out of reading about some of our escapades; sheesh…change our names for crying out loud.” She was a little perturbed about my attitude.

We decided that we needed get back to Corvallis and get things setup, so we drove two long days, staying in Twin Falls the one night, again at the Holiday Inn Express. We talked about many things, but one of the longer and more interesting conversations started when Ann asked, “Do believe in God?” “Whose?” I asked. She thought a moment and replied, “It can be anybody’s. Just, you know, the almighty God.” “Are you OK with a comprehensive answer?” I asked. I figured as much, but I wanted to see if she was just making conversation or if this was going to be an intellectual soul searching for a deeper understanding of what made me tick. “Yes Jim, we’re going to get married and I want to know some of your most fundamental philosophy.” She said in an interested tone of voice. I tried to interject some humor into the mix, saying, “Well I certainly worship a Goddess, baby, and she is you.” She laughed and said “Do you worship me or my big butt?” “Can’t it be both?” I replied in mock defensiveness. “Yes baby it can be both, otherwise it would be hard to get you to tongue me out the way I love it when you do. But seriously, I want to know.” She came back with a broad smile.

“Alright, here goes” I said, “The present day view of God is far from consistent from one religion to the next and even from one culture to the next, although one thing is clear: monotheism or the belief in an all powerful supreme being has evolved over time. People have worshiped the Sun, the Moon, and have even attributed deities to the planets, the ancient Greek word for wanderers. People have been attributing godlike powers to just about every physical phenomenon that they didn’t understand since the dawn of civilization. As soon as people began to contemplate what happens after you die, the concepts of heaven and hell came into the mix. People thought that the soul was in the heart, because no one knew about the thought processes of the brain. Human knowledge has driven the evolution of religious thought. During the middle ages, the devil and hell were hung over the Christian populace to keep everybody in line. Today, I see Heaven and Hell as metaphors for the human existence. For instance, you and I have our own special heaven, while others far less fortunate than we, have their own special hell.

Scientific knowledge is so far advanced that many people can’t understand even the fundamentals, so they need something basic to believe in. Many people derive a special motivation from their beliefs. On the other hand, these beliefs also give them the idea that they can discount centuries of hard won knowledge, based upon experimentation and scientific proof. It is somewhat understandable, although it is a dangerous path to force on humanity. The last man who was thought to encompass the vast majority of knowledge, European knowledge anyway, was a guy by the name of John Stuart Mill in the middle of the nineteenth century. Today, even if a person understands the scientific method, the physics and the calculus to prove and reproduce what others have done is often too complex for even the practitioner of applied physics (the engineer). So where does that leave me. While I had to reproduce many of the proofs from the scientific method in college, I am left to try to understand the past and the future in terms of the interpretations of the sciences from popular scientific journals or the works of people such as Sagan, Ferris, and Hawking.

Still, I can’t bring myself to believe in a ‘soul’, the only purpose which seems to be some sort of afterlife redemption. Once you bring the soul into the picture, then ghosts are not far behind; then you got angels and if you got angels, then you got good ones and bad ones and once you have all of that mess, you’re smack in the middle of fantasy land: Can flying witches on broom sticks be too much more of a stretch? The cold fact of life is that we age and eventually die, which is a good reason to make the most of your life; in the end, all we can do is say ‘I lived well’, not ‘I need another chance.’ So to answer your question directly, Ann, the answer is no, I don’t believe there is an all powerful supreme being.”

“So you believe in Darwin’s theory of evolution?” Ann asked. “The Origin of the Species was a landmark work” I said, “but it left a lot of room for additional discoveries. It was then postulated that present day life evolved in a more or less even pace over the entire history of life on earth. We now have hard evidence that disputes that linear concept of evolution. Every 100 million years or so, earth has a real bad day and all but a few species go extinct, which means that new species evolve to fill old niches; which means that evolution goes in spits and starts. Critters that were once dominant go extinct due to some kind of environmental disaster. Once the planet heals, the critters that survived adapt and evolve. The problem that many people have with this explanation is the time line and understanding how long it takes for animals to evolve in form.” I added, "Cosmic rays and other natural radiation sources cause mutations, the vast majority of fail. But sometimes, a minor mutation will produce a viable change in the species that will be passed on in the genetic code."

Ann said “I had a hard time excepting religion too, honey. When my mom was killed, I cursed god, and after my dad died and I had to go live with Meg, I felt like I was sent to hell. Sex even if it was just me, was my own little slice of heaven; I guess that’s why I like it so much. School was hell for me so I dropped out, but you know, the very thing that caused me so much trouble when I was younger, gets so much attention now. School is a lot of work, but its fun to be noticed.” “So what are your beliefs now honey?” I asked. “Well, I am truly in heaven since I met you. I love everything about you, but most of all I love the way you love me.” She began and then switched up, “If you don’t believe in god, where are we going to get married? I don’t really want a church either.” “Ya and a justice of the peace doesn’t sound all that romantic either, does it?” I agreed with her sentiment and we both paused in thought for a while. 20 miles down the road I started thinking out loud, “You know Ann, there is a special place on the Mendocino coast inland from the first range, still in the redwood growth zone, that is what I call ‘The Cathedral of Life’. A large redwood was either cut or burned and rotted over 200 years ago and around the perimeter of the old tree, suckers sprang up and grew to three and four feet around and over 150 feet high. This type of growth is commonly called a cathedral tree, because the interior is a flat floor, and this one is about 20 feet of circular clear space in the interior of the cathedral. The incredibly magical thing about this site is that it is surrounded by about 3 acres of different ferns; sword, maidenhair, wood, deer, and leather ferns. In the summer, the sun shines in and lights the interior of the cathedral from about 50 feet up and when I first saw that phenomenon, I felt a very spiritual experience. Oh baby, I really think you would love this place. It’s a bit of a hike, but I doubt anybody else knows about it.” “How did you find it, babe”, she asked excitedly. “I was hiking cross country through this area trying to get to a remote location that I was looking to subdivide. It turned out that the property was too expensive to develop a road into it without logging some of it off and the state wasn’t accepting logging plans from that area at that time, but I at least discovered this beautiful site on the way in. I stayed overnight there so I saw the sun come into the grove the next morning.” I said and then I smiled, “If there is a god, my love, this is his summer home.” Ann looked away for a while, deep in thought. She looked back at me every few minutes, only for a loving glance before looking away again.

30 miles further down the road, Ann turned to me and asked me to pull over for a few minutes. I found a good spot and turned of the engine. “Would you like to walk a bit?” I asked and she said, “Ya that would be nice.” As we walked a ways, Ann stopped close to me and took my cheeks in her hands and whispered “Do you mind waiting until after I graduate to get married, baby?” “Talk to me sweetheart, what’s on your mind?” I asked. “I want our wedding to be something really special and the planning is going to be pretty intense I think. I can’t put that kind of energy into it now, because I need to complete the goal that I set for me…and us really. I want to be part of the business. Do you understand?” She asked with absolute loving honesty. “I do understand, baby. Get your degree and in the meantime, at some point, I’ll go back to the site to make sure it still looks like I remember it and then I’ll scout a rout in so we can get a few people in there that we want to have with us, how does that sound?” I smiled. “Aw Jim, I love you so much I could let you do me right here.” She gushed. “We’d get arrested baby, we better wait until we get back” I laughed.

We got into Corvallis late and went to bed without showering and in moments both of us were sound asleep. The next day we spent getting more furniture for the house, which only had a bed when we arrived. We got her a large office desk with a large reference return that provided an L-shape that should give her a lot of utility. Ann didn’t want a television, but we did get her a fire breathing duel quad core computer with twin 26” monitors. She already knew all of the business software that she needed and we bought all of that and installed it. We bought a used kitchen table and chairs, but of course we bought all new cookware, silverware and dinnerware. We found a good used couch and she was satisfied. We were too pooped to cook that evening so we had Chinese food delivered. After eating I explored the garage, and around the outside familiarizing myself with sewer cleanouts, the main switch panels and breakers and looked at the backyard fence to see if it needed repairs. Satisfied that everything was in order, I came back in the living room and settled on the couch. Ann was in the bathroom and looked out to see me when I sat down and she came to me with one of those naughty smiles that stirred my erotic ‘spidey-sense’ and I wondered what was on her mind. She soon let me know.

Ann sat down next to me and scooted up close and tight. She kissed me and I held her and petted her, stroking my hands over her breasts and thighs. After a while she breathed, “I have a surprise for you and I want to lead our love making tonight, is that OK?” “Of course, sweetheart, what do you have in mind?” I said. She arose gracefully, and began to disrobe as she gazed at me with a confident sultry look, knowing just how to rivet my attention. Her blouse gone, she slipped out of her bra making her nude from the waist up. Then she turned her backside to me and began to slowly slide her gorgeous butt out of her pants taking her panties at the same time as she bent down to remove her shoes; all of this less the 3 feet from my face. As she shed the last of her clothes, Ann turned to face me and lifted her right leg and placed it on the back of the couch, which fixed her pussy a couple of inches from my lips. She had showered that morning, and she had 8 hours of musk that smelled like sex to me. She gently put her hands to the sides of my head and slowly pulled my mouth to her femininity. I looked up at her and not taking my eyes from hers I cupped my hands into her inner butt cheeks and then my eyes went to my target, as I eagerly began to lick and suck her vulva and clit. As her juices started to flow, Ann slowly undulated to the motion of my lips and the cadence of my head with the pull of my hands on her ass. She had a ways to go before she was orgasmic, but she had a plan that I had yet to discover. She pulled away, slowly got on her knees and said “Now it’s your turn honey, show me how a man takes off his clothes for his lover.”

I had stripped for her before, but I wasn’t in the mood. In one motion, I peeled the nit shirt off and tossed it in the corner; I balanced on one leg while pulling off my loafers without untying them, socks next and tossed them in the same corner and then I switched legs and repeated the process leaving just my Levi’s and my boxer briefs. Placing my crotch close to her face, I slowly unbuttoned my fly and slowly slid my pants to my knees and lifting first one leg and then the other I peeled off my Levi’s and I was left with only underwear. Getting very close to her, I slipped them to my thighs with my semi-erection close to her mouth. Then I slowly squatted down so that my face was close to hers and pulled my shorts to my feet. As I slowly arose, I turned sideways and kicked them over to the same corner and I turned back to her and took her by her head and slowly brought her lips to my cock. I applied soft pressure and she began to lick the shaft and suck and tongue the tip and the first quarter. She was used to giving me oral sex without her dentures, but she had something else in mind because as soon as my hard-on began to rage, she pulled back and took my hand to help her rise. She stood, turned and walked a step, bent over and thrust her ass at me, looked over her shoulder and smiled “Come with me, my love.” I followed her into the bathroom and there it was: the thing that she had dreamed up and thus her plan was revealed.

The Amber enema bag that we bought in Hollywood now had surgical tubing coming to a T that went to two separate hoses, one that had the aluminum bat nozzle, the other with the aluminum butt plug nozzle. The bag was full and hanging from the shower curtain rod. The hash oil honey jar was on the bathroom counter and there was about four tablespoons missing, maybe more. There was only one clamp before the T, so when that clamp was opened the contents of the bag would be evenly distributed through each nozzle. “I made us a very relaxing enema baby and let me show you how we’re going to take it.” She cooed and then she held up both nozzles and giggled “Which one do you want?” I pointed at the bat and as she grabbed some Vaseline and began to lube it up, she smiled and said “Good choice, now bend over and let me stick this up your sexy butt!” I bent down to give her access with a flutter in my heart and some heavy breathing; yes it was anticipation. Her slippery finger felt good and when I told her so, she slowly finger fucked me for a moment or two. Then I felt the pressure of the bat nozzle as she told me to bear down and push. There was a moment that I felt it was too big…and then it slipped in and my ass involuntarily sucked it all in up to the hilt; my cock was ready, but now it was my lover’s turn. “It’s the butt plug for you, my love, now let me have you gorgeous ass” I commanded in a low growl. She handed me the Vaseline and turned on her knees, spread her legs wide apart and presented me with her big bottom; her pink starfish visible and close enough for me to lick, except that she had yet to shower: I love Ann’s ass, but I’m not masochistic. After dipping my right index finger in the jar, I slowly circled her anus, making small divots before slowly sinking my finger all the way into her warm rectum. “Ooh, aw ya baby that feels so good”, she cooed as I wiggled my finger slowly back and forth to help her dilate her anus. I could feel her grunt and begin to open so I pulled my finger from my lover’s ass and lubed up the aluminum butt plug enema nozzle. “Here it comes honey, are you ready?” I breathed and to give me positive feedback she lowered her head, arched her back and grunted a small gape in her delectable asshole. I pressed the plug to her and after a few seconds she sucked it in and flexed her ass to seat it the way she liked it.

We both turned and faced each other less than a foot apart, both of us on our knees. Ann bent to kiss me and I met her and felt her hot tongue in my mouth. When she pulled up, she looked into my eyes saying “We’re going to be apart for 2 years, honey, so I wanted to practice what we can do over the phone; so pretend we are talking over the phone; are you ready?” “So that’s your plan, baby, we’re practicing for phone sex tonight?” I smiled. “I’m going to be incredibly busy, and you can’t drive all the way over here from Tillamook, every time we need to make love.” She said and continued, “Try this for me, It’ll be easy, here goes.” And with that she lifted up and opened the clamp and I suddenly felt a very warm surge in my ass that really felt good and her eyes left mine for a moment as she concentrated on the feeling in her big erotic butt. After the initial surge she adjusted the clamp to give us both a slow methodical fill and as she began to masturbate herself, she cooed “You too baby…do it sexy for me!” So I took my cock in hand and slowly stroked it for her and it was kind of sexy, both of us kneeling so close together taking the same enema; some crazy concoction that… “Oh, sweetheart, you really put some juice to this one didn’t you?” I smiled. She just grinned and kept concentrating on her pussy as she felt how good her enema was feeling. We masturbated inches from each other as her wild ass enema flowed in to us and we were both getting high. Yes, we were high on each other, but her enema was making us high. Finally, as I slowly stroked my cock, I laughed a little and smiled at her, “Think you used enough dynamite there, Butch?” She giggled, “Well we better throw in some more”, and she reached up and opened the clamp full. I put my left hand on her shoulder to brace myself against the anal onslaught that was flowing up my ass and she responded with a hand on my shoulder and we slowly masturbated as we filled up with her strong cannabis enema.

When the bag gurgled, we were both in a state of bliss and I smiled “I get it baby, this could work over a long distance, but it’s kind of a waste tonight don’t you think?” “Oh I have other plans for us sweetheart”, she cooed with a wink and then she smiled “When I got enrolled at the university, I went to the clinic and got the morning after pill. So you don’t need to use a rubber in my pussy tonight and after we expel this enema I want us to share the P-38 again.” “Ah the plan finally revealed”, I said. “Not quite”, she quipped, “If you promise not to cum, I’ll take you in my butt while I hold my enema”. “Oh I see”, I laughed, “you just want a reason to get to go first, while I hold this crazy enema you made.” She giggled, “Having a lover that worships my big butt should have its rewards, right?” And she turned around and spread her legs far apart again, so that I had access to her lovely ass. I reached up and closed the clamp, took hold of her enema nozzle and gently pulled it out. I left my enema nozzle in to help me retain, reached for the Vaseline, lubed my cock, and pressed my cock head to her tight anus and began to push. I slipped through her lovely butthole into the warm wet world of my lover’s gorgeous ass. Her entire rectal cavity spasmed almost instantly as she fought to clinch the warm enema deep into her bowels. I was careful not to thrust in and out of her in this condition; I let her move around on my cock as she was almost into one of those ‘I don’t care what the consequences are, I need this’ modes. I am an ass man with a capital A and this is as close to heaven as it gets, even though it can’t last very long. She cooed and cried out in total pleasure and just as I thought ‘oh no, I have to stop or I’m going to ejaculate up her ass’, she pulled away slowly and said, “That’s all big boy, I need to go now.” But she arose gracefully and it was clear that she had an erotic charge in her gorgeous butt, as she slowly clinched and swiveled her hips as she walked over and sat on her throne. I watched her with fascination and some anticipation because of my own sense of urgency. She expelled, oblivious to my presence, in a sensuous pre-orgasmic trance with her hands slowly stroking her breasts, her nipples fully erect. Then she looked at me with a broad smile and giggled, “God that felt wonderful! Oooh baby, it’s your turn, I’m going to take a shower.”

I was beginning to cramp up and my erection had flagged, but it began to stir again at the scene of my future wife expelling her cannabis enema in a memorizing display of sensuality. I realize that many people would be appalled at this scene, but in truth it made me love her all the more. So when I pulled out the bat enema nozzle and sat down to expel, it did feel really good, ya it was sexy good and I was all the more satisfied because this was her game; her plan; all her idea of how one of our lovemaking sessions could provide an enormous amount of satisfaction for us both. When I was done, I got into the shower with Ann who had her eyes closed, her back arched, both hands spreading her butt cheeks apart letting hot water run down across her asshole. When I closed the shower curtain, she looked at me and marveled “God this feels good, baby! But I’m ready to get out and it’s all yours.” And she kissed me and breathed, “I’m going to get the P-38 ready, don’t be long, OK?” “I’ll be there in a bit, baby”, I grinned.

Once I had cleaned and dried myself well, I went into see what Ann had planned next; I was not disappointed. She was lying on her back with one end of the P-38 buried deep in her lovely ass, her eyes closed and slowly massaging her sweet pussy. I crawled up to her, put my hands on the inside of her thighs and spread them enough to make it easy for me to suck on her big clit and lick and kiss her vulva. As I worked her over with my mouth, I took hold of my end of the P-38 and began to slowly fuck her up her ass with it. She went absolutely wild but after a few minutes she begged, “Oh god baby, don’t make cum yet, I want to make love to you for a bit.” I pulled up on my knees and she indicated that she wanted me to lie on my stomach, which I did. She put a tube of lube to my anus, pushed it in a little and squeezed a big dollop up my butthole. Then I felt her guide the P-38 into my ass…and then I felt her warmth and weight on my back, as she ground her breasts into me and then plunged her pelvis against my ass as she began to thrust into me. My ass felt so good after her crazy enema, I wanted her and when she heard me growl, “Ah yeah Ann, fuck me just like that, I want to feel all of you against me, this feels wonderful baby.” That apparently gave her more motivation, because she began to kiss my neck as she rhythmically writhed all over my back, and legs, paying special attention to slowly fucking me up my ass. I squeezed the P-38 in as far as I could when she fed it to me, although she was much stronger anally than I was, so I only got what she fed me. Her enema had left me with a need that I found hard to fill and I realized that she had that same need, perhaps more so, because she only had less than 70% of my body volume.

Although taking her like that, at that particular moment was so pleasurable that it defies description, I could have easily shot cum all over the bedspread and that wasn’t what I wanted so I whispered to her, “Ann honey, I want to be in your sweet pussy now.” “Oooh, ya, baby, that’s what I want…I was getting carried away”. She breathed. Then she clinched tight and pulled the P-38 out of my ass using just the strength of her own ass, without using her hands. She acted like she wanted to be on top until I growled, “Sorry my love, not tonight.” I helped her on her back, helped her spread her legs and then I guided my cock to the pussy that I loved to lick and kiss. She was slick with her natural juices and I sunk my cock into her heaven as far as physics would allow and then I helped her feed the P-38 back into my ass. Looking into her eyes I heard her moan as I gasped, “Aw, my sweet love, this is so good!” My cadence was slow, I wanted this to last and she moaned and mewed, alternatively crying out as a small assgasm would grab her. We kept this pace for several minutes and at some point I closed my eyes to concentrate on the sheer carnal pleasure of the moment, when I felt the pressure of her hands on the small on back and upper butt and head her command, “Push, honey, push out!” Then, as she held me tight and close, she pushed out and sent the P-38 so deep into me that I had to push to be able to take it all. I felt the flexible tip curl around and enter my lower colon and I stopped thrusting as I was deep in her pussy with my eyes wide open and my mouth agape. She had her extra naughty look on as she growled “Take it all for me, honey, let me help you take it all.” “Uhh, uhh, eh, aw, eh-aw, ooh!” was all I could grunt, as I felt the boom enter through my stretched anus. All of the inner valves in my rectum were fully dilated and the only thing that kept the P-38 from going any deeper into me was the fact that Ann didn’t want to lose all of her portion. I was in a little distress and she detected that, so she soothed, “Ok baby, you can give it back to me now. Just relax and let me take it…ya that’s it…oh, eh, uh, god that’s so good!” Ann pulled most of it back out of me and into her, leaving just enough to stimulate my prostate.

This allowed me to begin thrusting in to my lover’s sweet pussy again. I took her right hand and guided her down to massage her clit and I felt her fingers touch my cock as she slipped over her love button in her passionate massage. My anal orgasm was beginning again, which put urgency into my cock and she began to shudder and grunt as we neared the climactic end of the beginning. “Aw, Ann, baby, I uhh, eh ha-enh, ooh I ah gonna fill ooh swee…eet pussy …sperm, baby…aw sper..mm.” I spasmed and ejaculated everything I had into Ann’s sweet pussy before realizing that she was simultaneously orgasmic with me and I also felt that I had very little of the P-38 in my rectum, she had devoured over 75% of it…a remarkable feat of anal eroticism considering that she only had about 6 ½ inches from her lovely butthole to the turn of her sigmoid. She had to be fully dilated for at least 9 inches. She breathed in short choppy gasps, “Aw, god honey that was better than I ever remember. I feel wonderful. When I felt you cum in my pussy, I had this all the way up inside me and it made me feel like I had all of you in my body at the same time. My entire butt went crazy and then my pussy just fired off!” I eased off the P-38 and pulled my cock out of her and whispered, “I’m going pull this out of your beautiful butt, my love, I don’t want you to fall asleep with it that deep.” Then I gently pushed her legs back and apart and slowly pulled it out, then walked into the bathroom and put it in the tub. I got some bleach and cleaned it up and left it there and went in to Ann. “We could fall asleep in this marvelous afterglow, baby, but we should shower again. Come, my love,” I said and took her hand to help her up. There were lubrication stains on the bedspread that I would take care of in the morning. I got her into the shower and then grabbed the Faultless with the douche nozzle and got in with her. She was still high from her enema, and she giggled, “Ooh, another one? Aw baby you’re too good to me.” I filled the Faultless with the shower water and said, “Get under the shower honey and just relax. Let yourself stay open so I can give your gorgeous butt a nice warm douche.”

She stood with her arms balled up facing the back of the shower and she had her legs spread with her big butt jutted out for me as the shower water poured over her back and I opened the clamp and slipped the squirting nozzle into her open anus, holding it there, while I lifted the bag over my head with my left hand. “That’s it honey, just let it come back out, don’t try to hold it.” I urged. I ran the entire bag through her rectum and then filled it up again and let her have her turn with me. Both satisfied that we were both good to go naked in our bed, that’s what we did. We cooed and kissed, but it wasn’t long before we were both fast asleep.

I awoke to see her looking at me with a broad open smile, with love and devotion on her face. “Did you ever dream of finding someone like me?” She laughed. “I didn’t think anyone like you existed, so to even dream would have not been rational” I smiled. “If you hadn’t known I liked enemas, would you ever have wanted to meet me.” She asked. “Well maybe not”, I said, “but I did meet you and I liked you and fell in love with you.” “So you really heard a lot that night in the motel room?” She inquired. “I heard enough to be curious baby, but believe me; I would have never invited you for breakfast, if I didn’t like what I saw.” I said. “I never thought I would like a man in my butt as much as I love the way you take me.” She demurred and continued, “You let me feel sexy without making me feel like a slut.” Well, that wouldn’t do honey, because I’d have to be a slut right there with you wouldn’t I.” I laughed. She hugged me tight and sighed “Oh Jim, It’s going to be hard living apart isn’t it? What are we going to do?” “You’re going to be working real hard baby and when your semester break comes, I’m going to take you off to some exotic local, where I’m going to make love to you just the way you like it. In the meantime, Ann, I think that you’ll need to do the little things that you like for yourself.” I soothed. She thought a minute and then asked, “Would you bring my Magic Wand over next weekend, baby? And would you buy me a small open top enema?” I’ll bring it over, sure, Ann, but what type of open top do you want? Doesn’t the amber bag qualify?” I asked, and she said, “Just get me one of those little latex folding douche bags, Ok. I think it will be nicer when I take an enema in my bubble bath.” “OK, I’ll go get you one today, Ann.” I said, wondering what she was suddenly worried about. I held her a long while and gently stroked her hair, her back and every once in a while her sexy butt, but I didn’t try to penetrate her anus with my finger. I just stroked her and loved her. After a long silence she cooed “Make love to me one more time before you go today, ok?” “You know you don’t have to ask, sweetheart, and I’m not leaving until late this evening.” I assured her.

I took her shopping list, got groceries, and stopped at a drug store and picked up a pink latex folding douche bag set. The guy at the counter looked at it and looked at me and then sneered “Is that for you?” I frowned at him and growled “You chicken-shit little fuck! How would you like it if I jerked you across this counter and slapped the piss out of you?” He went white, and quickly checked me out without another word. I got in the car and started back to the bungalow, wondering if I overreacted. I probably did, on the other hand, a clerk’s job is to register purchases and not opinions so perhaps he learned something. I got to the bungalow and helped Ann put away the groceries and then I showed her the little pink douche bag. “Oh that’s exactly what I wanted honey” she grinned. I walked in and sat down on the couch and she sat down next to me and giggled “Remember that night in Monterrey? I put the enema nozzle on the Faultless and you made me take it off and put on the douche nozzle?” “That’s one of those memories that never fail to give my cock a rise baby.” I smiled. She gazed into my eyes with anticipation and I could tell what was on her mind, so I soothed “We’re going to use my plan this afternoon Ann, honey. This one’s going to have to last you for a while.” I held her and she responded by getting as close and tight as she could physically get. We stayed like that for the better part of an hour, until I sensed that her anticipation was peaked.

I had purchased two pairs of pantyhose, only I had no plans of her putting them on her as I led her into the bedroom and began to take off her clothes. Once I had her nude, I turned her so that she faced away from me and I wrapped my arms around her and whispered in her ear, “This is going to be a new experience for you Ann. It is going to be a primal experience and you need to trust me. Are you with me so far?” “You know I’ll do anything for you Jim, my love.” She cooed. “Believe it or not, baby, this is going to be for you, as much as it is for me.” I said with the two sets of pantyhose in my hand. I sat her down on the end of the bed and I slowly raised her legs up and spread them out. I wrapped one end of one of the pantyhose around her left ankle and then I wrapped her left hand tightly in the same wrap. Then I took that down and tied it to the bed frame. Ann gave me a look of concern, but I ignored her and wrapped up her right ankle and hand in the same manner. After she was completely immobilized, she said in a worried tone, “How am I going to be able to give you pleasure when I can’t move baby?” “I’ll take my pleasure honey; this is about total surrender for you. I want you to think way back when you were young, before you realized that you even liked anal sex; before you ever thought about taking a man up your big butt, back when your life seemed desperate and you had no hope.” I said and continued with a grin, “Don’t go anywhere, honey, I’ll be right back.” I left her to contemplate her fate and returned 5 minutes later with an armful of items. I had a large plastic drop cloth that I found in the garage, a five gallon plastic pail, several towels…and Ann’s new pink latex folding douche that was bulging clear full, which I temporarily hung up on a clothes hanger in the closet. I laid the drop cloth at the base of the bed under Ann and then I gathered up one side and fashioned a chute shape and lifted her backwards until it was snugly under her. I sat the bucket at the end of the chute and put towels around the bucket. Then I walked over to the closet and retrieved the pink bag that I intended to give my captured lover an enema with and I held it in front of her so she could see what was about to happen. I whispered low and slow “This is going to be our final lovemaking until your semester break, honey. Now listen carefully, baby: If at any time you want me to stop, say the words, “train wreck eminent”, you got it?” She nodded, but I said “Say it out loud for me now so I know what you sound like when you say it.” “Train wreck eminent!” She grunted. Then I intoned, “If you say that phrase and I stop, that will be all we do. I will hug and kiss you goodbye and then head back to Tillamook. Do you understand?” I wanted to give my lover a way out if she was really distressed, but I also wanted to give her motivation to keep going. “So are you ready?” I asked and she nodded uttering “uh-huh”. As I began to liberally lubricate the douche nozzle, I began “I think that before you ever began fantasizing about having some lover- that you had yet to meet-make love to you in your big butt; way before you ever realized that you might even enjoy that, my guess is that you fantasized about being taken against your will.” I didn’t lubricate her anus because there was enough on the nozzle to do the trick. “Now I’m going to give you a very large and very warm enema, honey, and you’re going to have to let your mind surrender to it, take as much as you can, and then let it flow back out. I may or may not repeat the enema, depending on what I see coming out of you.” With that I unceremoniously inserted the tube up her ass and opened the clamp full.

Her eyes opened wide and her mouth gaped, as she gasped, “uhh, eh, ugh, ooh, ugh…aw-uh,” as though this was her first enema. I held the bag in my left hand and then inserted my index finger into Ann’s sweet pussy, found the curve of her G-spot and began to rock my hand to touch and rub her clit as well. She strained and grunted trying to take anal gulps and force the enema out of her full rectum back up deep into her colon. “Ahww-ugh, eh, eh, ahwwww-uh-eh!” she grunted loudly and then began to pant in short breaths. She took that enema pretty fast and as the bag went flat I raised it above my head to force the last of it up her lovely ass. She was trying to rock with the rhythm of my finger banging her sweet pussy. I pulled out the nozzle and dropped the entire unit on the drop cloth, as she was struggling to hold her enema. I whispered, “It’s OK if you can’t hold it Ann.” And she looked at me hoping for some compassion, but I was firm. “If you can’t hold it then let it out, my love, I’m going to have to give you more enema. Is that what you want?” “Ugh, eh…oh….UGH!” she grunted and began to squirt out a little. I grabbed her left leg and gently tipped her forward a little so that her stream was aimed at the bottom of the chute and bucket, and commanded, “Let it all out Ann! Push…Push out your enema!” That seemed to let her know that it was OK and with sighs of relief her asshole opened up and she began to gush. I had two fingers in her sweet pussy by now and my erection was straining against my Levi’s. I began to massage her abdomen with my left hand, after she stopped gushing and after a couple of moments she issued forth one final series of gushes. Leaving my fingers in her pussy, I picked up one of the towels with my left hand and wiped her off.

I picked up the towel and the bucket and dumped the bucket into the toilet, threw the towel into the tub, put the bucket in the tub and turned on the shower, reached up and swished it, dumped that back into the toilet, put the towel into the bucket, put about 3-cups of bleach in and let the bucket fill up until it began to overflow, turned off the shower and then went back out to Ann. She was relieved to see me again; almost contented, but still recalcitrant, which is what I wanted her to be for this scenario. I let her watch me take off my clothes very methodically and hang them up, something I never did when I was disrobing before sex. I picked up the water based lube and pressed the open end up against Ann’s butthole, which spasmed involuntarily as I touched her. I pressed into her and squeezed enough to thoroughly lubricate her…and then I squeezed out a little more for good measure to be sure that she was going to be ready for what I had in mind. I did not just put my cock up her ass like she probably expected I was going to do. Instead I crawled up between her legs, looked into her eyes and then kissed her neck in a few spots before whispering in her ear, “I have the power to know what you’ve been dreaming Anise! Anise, I’m going to fuck you up your ass! That’s what you’ve been dreaming isn’t it? That’s right Anise, I want you to feel my big cock all the way up your ass! I want you to feel my hot sperm enema! Yes Anise, I’m going to fill up your great big butt with my sperm!” When I looked back into her eyes, I had the effect on her that I was looking for because her eyes were closed and she seemed as though she was in a trance.

I had no intention of actually hurting her, so I was very careful when I pressed my cock head to her ass and I applied gentle pressure until she yielded, although she did not gape for me, she just yielded. Under these circumstances, I treated her as though she was an anal virgin; perhaps there was a psychosomatic component of this type of regression that actually made her feel like a virgin. Her audibles reflected this as well because she uttered little screams and mews, not the guttural grunts and moans of the dynamic anal erotic lover that I had come to know. I slowly sank my cock into her rectum without thrusting and each Huston Valve that my cock head encountered, I stopped and applied more pressure until the last one yielded and I felt the head of my cock enter the point of her sigmoid curve before that was all I could give her, but that was all she could take. The only reason that I could get this deep in her ass was that her legs were completely splayed out and her big butt cheeks were not in the way of my penetration. She could take the P-38 much deeper than my cock because it turned the corner into her lower sigmoid with the flexible end. I sunk my thumb back in under her G-spot and massaged her clit between my fore and index fingers as I penetrated her as deeply as I could before withdrawing all the way back out and then plunging all the way back up her lovely ass again. This was a slow deliberate cadence that gaped her anus wide open to my next deep plunge all the way up inside to the very end of her rectum, before pulling all the way out again. “Ugh, ooooah, enh, eh, uhgg, awwwah, eennhhh…aaaahhhhwww,” she cried out with each move that I made and when I felt her begin her decent into the initial spasm of her sensual orgasm, I leaned in close to her face and growled “Anise…now that your dreams feel so good, you’re going to have to experiment with how an enema feels aren’t you? Yah Anise, then you’ll wonder what it really feels like to have a man stick his cock up your big butt, won’t you? You will take a zucchini out of the garden and lube it up with Vaseline, won’t you Anise? Then you’ll stick that thing against your young butthole and try to push it in won’t you Anise? It hurts the first time doesn’t it Anise? You find it easier to get it up your big butt when you push out real hard don’t you Anise?” Ann cried out as though she was straining very hard…then her entire being cascaded into the depths of a total full body orgasm, the likes of which I had never seen before. At first I wondered if she was having some sort of seizure, but then I felt her rectal walls spasm around my cock as she strained against the nylons holding her to try to oscillate her hips and buck up and down so that she could feel all of the sensations that had sent her into this state of total physical pleasure. Pain and pleasure are so close that some women need a little bit of pain in order to heighten their pleasure…not all the time…but every once in a while, the sensations can almost overwhelm the senses and so that was what was happing to my lover. My final act of this little depravity was to growl a final “Now Anise, you’re going to feel a man shoot his sperm up your big butt! That’s what you really want to feel isn’t it Anise?” Her complete orgasmic breakdown gave my ejaculation a lion like quality and I roared with my own pleasure as I came in my lover’s bondage restrained ass. I very slowly thrust back and forth an inch as all my sperm pumped into Ann’s rectum.

I was instantly aware of what she was going through and even as my cock dribbled a little bit of cum-lube mixed with her ass juice, I raced to free her and hold and love her; I wanted her to feel loved especially after what I had just put her through. We would need to talk all about it, but only after she had fully recovered. I grabbed one of the towels on the floor that was still clean and wiped my cock clean, we both needed a shower, but I didn’t think she was ready yet. I lay down on my back and brought her up to me and laid her head on my chest. She ground her wet pussy into my left quadricep, still uttering little muted cries and mews. I held her tight and gently caressed her neck and back. After perhaps 45 minutes, Ann came back to this reality and looked into my eyes and practically cried “Aw Jim, I can’t ever lose you, it would devastate me…I am so lucky to have found you…” I interrupted her and said, “Short of an unforeseen-accidental death, there is no way that you are ever going to lose me honey, but in case you are still afraid, let me give you a different perspective. When I met you Ann, there were roughly a million women in this country in the age group that I was looking for. When I take into consideration your intelligence, your beauty, your body type, your personality, as well as your sexual desires being a compatible match-I estimate that there are probably less than 100 other women like you out there, which makes you an incredibly unique 1: 100,000 women. If I searched for the rest of my life-did nothing else-I would never find another woman like you Ann, never! So you see, my love, you don’t have to worry about losing me at all.” She looked away in quiet contemplation for a few minutes before she looked back at me with a big grin, “One in a hundred thousand, huh? Wow, I never thought you appreciated me that much. I mean I know that you love me honey, but… One in a hundred thousand, wow…double wow,” she giggled. I made a play for her lovely ass and gently sunk my finger partially into her sperm filled butt. “You won’t get to feel this for a while, honey, but call me when you get a little bit of free time. I’ll send you e-mails and love letters and when you get real horny, we can set up a time to make love over the phone, just the way you showed me; who knows, I might have some ideas myself. Let’s go take a shower and we can talk more about it.” I said. “Hold on big boy! We need to discuss what you just put me through. Whatever possessed you to do that?” My finger still in her ass, I said, “I don’t normally answer an important question with a question, honey, but did I miss the mark?” She looked over her shoulder straining to see my hand sunk between her big butt cheeks, flexing them and winking her anus around my finger, before looking back at me with a smirk, “Well maybe I thought about some of those things and maybe I didn’t, but let me tell you something me Bucco, you would have never known about any damned zucchinis if you hadn’t overheard that in that motel in Sacramento that first night before we met! So guess what; come spring break it’s your turn to get tied down!” “Well you’ll have to convince me at that time my love; I make no such commitments here today, but let me ask you this: Was that the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had?” “Aw…GAWD, I thought I was going to pass out, I felt so…hey, hey you tied me up and exploited me as your butt whore!” She exclaimed in a mockingly indignant tone. Then she looked at me in a loving way and whispered, “That was the most incredible experience I’ve ever had, baby, but once is enough OK?” “Deal, just as long as I know you really liked it. I was a little worried that I went too far.” I said. “You did go too far, Jim, but it was all about loving me I know that, but sheesh, that made remember a lot of crap that I had to go through in those days.” She reasoned.

After showering and then laying on her bed talking for hours, I left Ann after midnight to go back to Tillamook, telling her that I was going to work growing the business as hard as she was going to be working getting her degree. I drove over the next weekend and gave her the magic wand.

Those semesters went by fast, because I was completely immersed in my land development projects, and exercising hard for two hours every other day. The first spring break, I flew Ann to Hawaii; the next one up to Vancouver to sail. She got a good load in that summer semester and before that started I drove her down and took her on a hike to see the Cathedral of Life that I had told her about: She was thrilled with the area as a wedding venue. I came and stayed with her in Corvallis before the start of the next fall semester. She only had to take a small load in the spring semester to get enough credits to graduate.