This is a work of fiction

The summer before I started college, was when my fetish began. I was shy in school and considered a wallflower so I hadn't dated much and was still a virgin. I had planned on getting a job but my mother had said it would be the last summer I could really enjoy so as graduation approached all I had to look forward to was another boring summer of talk shows, games shows and soap operas.

Right before school ended, a young pregnant woman moved in next door. She delivered her son just a day or two before school let out. One morning, she and I were checking our mail boxes at the time. She introduced herself as Melanie and we talked for a little while, then she invited me in for coffee. Having nothing better to do, I accepted. We became quick friends and I went and had coffee with her every morning. I enjoyed talking to her and holding her newborn, but I especially enjoyed watching when she undid her bathrobe to nurse him. She never covered herself and I would watch her big nipples disappear in the babies mouth. I would go home later and think about how it would feel to have someone suck my nipples or how it would be to suck hers myself.

One morning, after she had finished nursing him to sleep she complained, "He never nurses all the milk from me and I still feel so uncomfortable. I've tried the breast pump and it just doesn't do the trick. What I need is someone to nurse the rest out."

My pussy was dripping already just from watching her and I would have gladly offered, but I was on the shy side and didn't want to appear eager. So I simply said, "Does it taste different from regular milk?"

She smiled a little and said, "Would you like to taste it yourself?"

"Well," I hesitated, "If you wouldn't mind."

"Okay," she agreed. "Let me just put him in the crib and we can go in my room and lay down on the bed and be comfortable."

I followed her upstairs and waited while she put the baby in the crib and then followed her to her room. She lay on the bed and opened her robe. I sat down next to her and then lowered my head to her nipple and began to suck. The milk was a little sweeter and warm but I enjoyed sucking on her nipple. She put her arm around me and positioned me so I was laying next to her. I was more comfortable that way and sucked greedily on her nipple. She sighed and said that it felt good having the milk drained from her. I switched sides after a bit and sucked the other nipple draining her huge breast of milk. She seemed grateful when I had finished and it became a daily habit that I would nurse the rest of her milk out a few times a day.

One day while I was nursing she said, "I have a problem. When I had the baby they showed me how to take his temperature. I only did it that one time but now I am worried that if I have to do it again, I may not remember how. I wish I could practice it some so I know what I am doing."

I had just finished nursing her and was just laying there as I often did afterwards while we talked and I said, "You could practice on me."

'Well the thing is," she said, "with a baby, you have to put the thermometer some place else."

Naive as I was, I didn't know that and asked, 'Where?"

'In the bottom," she said.

That shocked me a little but I thought what the heck, so she will see my butt, I didn't realize it went up inside, I figured she was going to stick it just between the cheeks. I was a bit embarrassed about showing her my rear end, but said, "You can practice on me if you want to."

She smiled just like she did when I offered to nurse her. She said, "Okay, why don't you take your jeans off and you can lie over my lap like they showed me in the hospital."

I stood up and took my jeans off, while she reached into her night stand and took out a plastic case with a thermometer in it. She took it out and the tip was red unlike the one my mom used in my mouth that had a blue end. She took a jar of Vaseline and stuck the thermometer into the jar and said, "Are you ready?"

I shook my head yes and lay over her lap.I was really excited and my panties were really damp by then. She put her fingers in the waistband and pulled my panties down over my rump. "Lift up a little," she said and when I did she pulled them down to my knees. I felt her spread my butt cheeks and then felt the tip of the thermometer press against my hole. I thought at first she would just let go of my butt cheeks but she didn't she pushed the thermometer deep inside me. I gasped a bit.

"Are you okay?" she asked

"Yes, I just didn't know you were putting it inside me," I replied.

"Silly goose, I said in your bottom. Do you want me to take it out?"

"No, " I replied. "It doesn't hurt, or anything."

"Okay well it has to stay in for five minutes," she replied. "Just lay still."

I did and enjoyed that tube in my butt the entire time. I was positively dripping when she pulled it from my bottom. She held it up and looked at it then shook it down. "Want to try it again?" she asked.

"Okay," I said. So once again she pushed it back inside me. This time she slide it in and out. Inserting it and taking it out over and over. After about a half hour, I was so wet. I went home that night and got off several times.

The temperature taking was incorporated on a daily basis right after I nursed her. One day while I was laying on my tummy over her lap, "I said, is there anything else you need to practice?"

"Well sometimes a mother needs to put a finger inside to see if they have not pooped well and if they haven't she needs to clean them out with an enema."

"What's an enema?" I asked as she moved the thermometer in and out of my hiney.

"An enema is water and soap suds injected into your bottom," she replied.

"Does it hurt?" I asked

"No," she replied.

"Okay," I said.

She took the thermometer out and said, "I will need to go into the bathroom and get some gloves and the enema."

I got off her lap and waited on the bed for her. My juices were flowing thinking about her putting her finger in my butt and wondered how she would inject water up my rear. She returned and showed me a bottle with a long tube on the end. "This is an enema," she said. "See I will put this tube up inside and squeeze the water out. Okay."

"Okay," I agreed.

She told me to get back over her lap and suggested I take my panties completely off. I did and lay back over her knees. She put on one of the gloves and I felt her opening my cheeks again. Her finger pressed against my hole and then went inside. She wiggled it all around and in and out. I was in heaven. My juices were flowing. She removed her finger and pushed the enema tube inside me. That made me really full and then I felt her squeezing the water in. It didn't really hurt but she said in a calm voice that I may feel the need to go poop. She finished squeezing in the contents of the bottle and told me I must hold it for a few minutes. I told her I didn't think I could and she said that she would insert something in my bottom to help me hold it.

"Now just relax," she said. "I'm going to put a tampon in your bottom to help you hold the water in."

I had never used a tampon but I had seen them because my mother used them but not in her rear end. I had often looked at the box and wondered how it would feel in my pussy but never tried it so I knew they were bigger than what I had had in my bottom. I felt her pushing something big and plastic against my hole and then it went all the way in and then felt part of it come out.

"Ohhh," I cried as it went all the way in. "I really have to go now."

"Just relax," she said. "The enema has to work, but if you want, I can do something to take your mind off from it."

"Yes, anything," I said.

She rubbed her finger down the slit of my pussy lips. "Open your legs a little, and I will put my finger in you. Your so wet, I know you want me to, don't you."

"Ohhh yes," I cried opening my legs wide.

She ran her finger down my moist slit and then pushed her finger in me moving it in and out. When I came, she helped me to the bathroom and pulled the tampon from my bottom so I could release the water.

From then on we added more things to our daily visits, including her taking my virginity with a dildo, her practicing spanking me with various items including a wooden spoon and a belt, suppositories, a catheter and the joys of oral sex. I decided to enroll at the community college and took evening courses so our play time was not interrupted. My mother is proud that I spend so much time helping the single mother next door. If mom only knew she'd probably take a strap to me too.

But that is another story.