Growing up I lived with my aunt. From the time I was young up until my late teenage years my aunt would give me (and herself) enemas once or twice a month or whenever we needed them. on this occasion I was 21 and home from college. one afternoon after visiting friends I walked into the house to smell that old familiar scent of ivory soap filling the house ,Thinking nothing of it and assuming my aunt had just given herself an enema. As I continued into the house I walked past my aunts room and I saw my aunt in her bath robe standing over her best friend Ms. Sandra who was completely naked bent over on the bed in knee chest position with a large black enema nozzle and hose protruding from her backside. attached to the hose was a blue 3 quart bag. Ms sandra was a very attractive woman in her early to mid 40s around the same age as my aunt. I stood in the hallway for a moment admiring the view until Ms. Sandra and My aunt turned around to see me standing there. “hi” I said ”hey ,how are you“ said ms Sandra clearly embarrassed and in between short breaths and moans. “oh hi” auntie said “ I didn’t expect you home until later but since you’re here why don’t you go ahead and get undressed and have a seat next to Sandra“ I began to take off my clothes once I was stripped down to my multicolored bikini briefs there was a “you can leave those on for now” from my aunt. I climbed onto the bed beside Ms. Sandra who was now gasping and moaning relentlessly from the cramps of the enema she was receiving. After her cramps subsided Ms. Sandra, Auntie and I had small talk regarding college, grades, and how my first semester was going. After a while of small talk ,the cramps began to set in heavier for Ms.Sandra she began to whine, moan and complain even louder than before almost like a child throwing a tantrum. suddenly my Aunt landed a couple of well placed smack on Ms.Sandra’s still upturned bottom. ”Stop that“ said my aunt “you only have a small amount left, and if you don’t finish this bag you will be spanked AND I will give you another bag full.. are we clear??” Said my aunt … “OK YES YOURE CLEAR… PLEASE STOP SPANKING ME” exclaimed Ms. Sandra. A few minutes later, witch felt like an eternity to Ms. Sandra, but in reality was around 3 minutes My aunt Announced “Ok… you’re all finished, let’s get this nozzle of you” I watched as Ms. Sandra arched lower so that the large nozzle could be removed from bottom . My aunt slowly removes nozzle from Ms. Sandra’s now quivering bottom hole allowing her to quickly run into the bathroom to expel he large enema that has intruded her insides. While Ms. Sandra was in the guest bathroom my aunt went into the master bathroom to clean and refill the bag and grab a few extra supplies. After about 20 minutes Ms.Sandra returned to the bed room now dressed in only her bright green panties with pink trim “OH MY… I feel sooo much better… what a relief” she said we both sat on the bed in our underwear waiting for my aunt to return. Moments later my aunt came in with a bag full of warm soapy water, a thermometer and a jar of vaseline. “OK Lewis” she said…. “Its your turn”.