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Trudy's Enema Lessons

Trudy's Enema Lessons

My enema experiences came rushing back to me (so to speak) when I was 18. I had been dating Trudy for several weeks, and we started getting physical. Trudy is about 5'5", maybe 115 pounds of female perfection. She has light brown hair cut in a pageboy. At the end of the semester she had just incredible tan lines. On occasion, when her parents were away, we'd get naked and lie on her bed. She insisted on remaining a virgin, and I didn't push her. We'd kiss and cuddle, and we'd always bring each other to orgasm. Trudy loved to suck my cock, and she'd let me fuck her between her breasts. She used to love it when I'd eat her snatch. I would bury my face in her crotch, just savoring the incredible smell of a young, healthy woman in heat.

One day when I was giving Trudy head, I really got into it, and I started licking lower. Trudy gave a moan of lust, and she spread her legs as wide as she could. I started tonguing her asshole, at first gingerly, then applying more pressure. Usually, she built up pretty slowly, and it took her a long time to climax, but not this time. She must have unloaded in thirty seconds, and when I bravely shoved my tongue past her sphincter, she came again, this time even harder.

I finally came up for air. Trudy was lying back, with her eyes closed and a rapturous smile on her face. She told me that she had always been anally erotic, that sometimes when she masturbated she slid a finger up her butt and moved it in and out.

Trudy's frank discussion brought back my own anally erotic memories. Taking a chance, I told Trudy about having liked enemas years earlier. I saw a look of wonder on Trudy's face. She was looking at me intently, and her face grew flushed. Trudy told me that she was something of an enema freak even now, and that she gave them to herself two or three times a week. She almost always masturbated, and that her orgasms were at least as intense as when we played around.

We still had plenty of time, and I asked Trudy if she'd let me give her one now. Trudy was so excited I thought she'd break a leg hopping down off the bed and running for the equipment. "Wait there," she called back over her shoulder. Then she posed lewdly in the doorway, bent over and spread her ass cheeks, and gave me a nice shot of her rosebud.

A few minutes later, Trudy came slowly into the room, carrying a dripping, two quart bag, a towel, and a jar of Vaseline. I asked her how she liked getting them, what was her fantasy. She said she gave them to herself in all sorts of positions, but for the first one, she'd like to be in the knee-chest position.

Trudy spread the towel on the bed, then hopped up and presented herself to me. I was in heaven. My 7" prick was as hard as a rock. In a quavering voice, I told Trudy to reach back and spread her cheeks. With her head to the side on the towel, I could see her eyes closed and her lips gently parted in lustful anticipation. I hooked a large glob of Vaseline onto my fingers, then dipped it onto her anus. Her hole pulsed and quivered as I massaged the oily substance into her crack and up into her rectum. Trudy sighed with contentment as I finger fucked her willing asshole with long, insistent strokes.

Finally, I said that I was going to start the water. By then, Trudy's chest was flushed, and her hips were gyrating rhythmically in anticipation of the enema. I slid the slim nozzle in and started the flow. Trudy just went nuts. I could tell she was an experienced enematrix, as she sucked up the whole two quarts without my ever stopping the flow.

When the bag emptied, I snapped the clamp shut. Trudy lay on her stomach, as I caressed the inside of her thighs. I was so turned on myself that I wanted to eat her again, but I knew she'd have to unload. She finally said it was time, and she left for the bathroom to relieve herself.

A few minutes later, Trudy returned to the bedroom, wearing nothing but a satisfied smile. However, she was holding the slippery bag, and I could see it was brimming full. "For me"? I asked hopefully. Trudy nodded. "Up into the air with that tight butt of yours," she purred. Now my heart was in my throat as I awaited her watery invasion. It didn't take long. Trudy's well oiled finger slowly, voluptuously invaded my rim. I could tell that she knew damned well what she was doing, and I just let myself enjoy the moment. Soon, Trudy had two fingers up my rectum, and she churned them around to loosen me up. In went the nozzle. I reveled in getting the quarts I hadn't had since puberty. It was all I could do to keep from blowing my wad onto the towel then and there.

Finally I had my bag full, and I was ready to unload. I can't remember a dump ever feeling so good. When I was done, I staggered back to Trudy's bedroom. I knew we had started something new and wonderful in our relationship.

Over the next year or two, enemas became a key ingredient in our deepening sexual relationship. Trudy is a true anal erotic, and we have invented all sorts of "ass games." We still do not fuck, but we do everything else. On numerous occasions, I have given Trudy a series of enemas before ass fucking her. When Trudy is hosed out, totally clean and tingly back there, she'll lie face down on the bed with a couple of pillows under her hips. Then she'll hold her ass cheeks apart, while I slide my oiled up cock into her waiting asshole.

Trudy loves to give me my quarts, and she has taught me some wonderfully sexy tricks. Long ago, we developed a great comfort level. We love to watch each other expel. Trudy will put the toilet seat up and straddle the john when she lets go, so I can watch her lovely asshole open up and let fly. I do the same for her when I let go. A few weeks ago she showed me another trick when I was ready to unload. After I was filled up, Trudy filled up the bag again with warm water. I thought she'd try to get me even fuller, but she told me instead to straddle the bowl. When I started unloading, Trudy got behind me. Then every time I'd stop shitting, Trudy would direct some warm water from the hose right at my rosebud. The feeling was electric, incredibly erotic. The feeling of shitting even while water is erotically bathing your asshole is an incredible luxury.

I'll tell you about our experiments with double Inflatable nozzles and other toys in another installment.

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