Seeing Our Parents Getting Enemas / Memories of Enemas From Years Gone By

Hi Again Everyone, I have a question or a topic I would love to get some response to... How many of you here ever got to see or watch your mom or dad get enemas, and this includes seeing the enema begin, all the way to either of them being led to the bathroom before the expulsion began ?? It can also include seeing or catching a glimpse of either of them just before the enema began .... I can recall several incidents where my mother was given several enemas, either for one session or just seeing her get them in general ....I remember one time, I must have been like 13 or 14 at the time, and I was at the age where the enemas became a real turn on for me, and I found myself actually faking being constipated just so I could get enema or take an enema , anyway, my mother told me she was going to have her friend Maxine come over and help her with an enema, and that she was going to be using the bathroom for a while and if I needed to use it, I had better do so....So she called Maxine and I listened to her talk to her and she just flat out asked Maxine if she would not mind coming over and helping her take an enema ....I actually got sort of aroused from listening to the tid bits of the conversation ..... Well, I am guessing Maxine said she would be right over, as I watched my mother slowly get out her enema bag and bucket both, and also her red rubber sheet used to lay on.... Then she went into her bedroom, and came out wearing just her sheer robe with not a stitch on underneath and she asked me to let Maxine in when she arrived, as she was going into her bedroom to get things ready for her enema ....She took the rubber sheet from the table and carried it into her room and then went into the bathroom to get a couple of towels from the closet ....I watched her prepare her spot on the bed where the enema would be given to her .....About 10 minutes later , I heard Maxine pull into the driveway, and then let her in ....I walked over to our kitchen and my mother had the bedroom door partially closed so I could barely see into her room.... I heard some idle chatter and then about 5 minutes later Maxine emerged with the enema bag and bucket both in her hands. and my mother soon followed her out, totally naked and her face was very flushed, not too sure if was from embarrassment or excitement or maybe a bit of both, but her demeanor had changed from being assertive with me to being quite submissive, and her nipples were very , very erect .....Maxine was about 5 years older than my mother and had a dominant nature about her, but she was a very nice woman....My mother stood nervously at the kitchen faucet and watched Maxine intently fill both the enema bag and bucket both, and I knew my mother was in for a very thorough clean out, what I did not realize was just how thorough it was going to be ....The solution in the enema bucket was very soapy, and you could easily see that this enema was going to cramp something awful ....After she had both devices ready, she sternly ordered my mother to get on her bed and to get in position for her enemas ....She then asked me to carry the bulging full enema bag into the bedroom as she carried the bucket with me into the bedroom .....I laid the bulging bag on her dresser and was going to leave the room and Maxine then asked me to hold the bucket while she inserted the slender tube deeply into my mother's quivering bottom ....I knew this must have bothered my mother a little, but she just went with it and let Maxine do her thing .....Maxine then asked my mother " Maureen, how badly do you need these enemas ? Tell me again how badly do you need to be cleaned out ? " .....My mother sort of muttered her words and replied ... " Max, do you really need to know this ? I need the enemas really badly, because if I had not, I would not have asked you to come help me with it..." " Do you have to rub it in, and make this worse than what it already is ? " " Can we just get this started, I am bound up very badly and I just want to get this started, please " ......I watched closely as Maxine must have inserted no less than 6 to 8 inches of the clear plastic tube into my mothers shaking bottom .... I could see goosebumps all over it and could tell she was both aroused and nervous at the same time ....After the hose was inserted into her, she asked my mother, " Are you ready for the solution to begin ? " , " I am going to slide the clamp all the way open and begin, you have to take every drop hon, and if you leak or have a slight accident, I am just going to make you take another one until you do this right ..." I can recall my own pussy getting very damp at hearing these words, I done know what it was about that, but I watched my mother wiggle just a little and then let out a small gasp as the hot solution began to fill her as I was holding the bucket......Maxine then took the bucket from my hands and I left the room, leaving the door about half way open ......I could see from the kitchen that Maxine meant business with this enema that she was giving to my mother, as she held the bucket quite high in the air so that the solution filled her quite rapidly ...I began to hear my mom softly moan and start to complain a bit about her needing Maxine to stop the flow as she was starting to cramp and that the cramps were getting stronger and stronger ..... About at the half way point, I watched Maxine reach down and slide the clamp to the off position and my mother said she was not too sure if she could take the whole bucket full , and she felt like she really needed to be let up so she could go .....Maxine replied " Maureen , I'll let you up to go, but I am only going to refill the bucket again and give you another enema until you manage to take the whole thing " ....I listened to my mother reply closely, " Ok Max, you win. I'll do my best, I might just need another couple enemas when I am done with these anyway, so I will try " .... With that Maxine slid the control clamp wide open again and I again heard my mother start to moan and whimper a bit ...Maxine was going to make sure my mother got a good enema, because I watched her again raise the bucket up above her head and the solution I am sure was rapidly filling my mother..... I heard my mother asking her to " please slow it down, Max, please is it almost empty, I have to go , ohhhhh , my God , Max, is it almost done ? " .... Just then I heard that audible sucking sound that the enema bucket made as it emptied.....I knew it had all emptied deep into my mom's bottom .... I will tell you, I was soaked after hearing that, but I never let on, I just went to my bedroom, where I left the door open just a bit, and I watched my mom be led from her bedroom to the bathroom, totally nude holding her tummy and walking ever so slowly there with the hose left inserted in her bottom, as Maxine carried the empty bucket behind her .....After this I closed my door and quickly got undressed and my fingers found their way to my pussy which was totally drenched from seeing and hearing all of this .....My mother wound up having to take 4 complete enemas that morning, and with each one , I heard the same sounds and her actually Maxine to please make her take another enema .....I will also confess that later on that evening, I found myself telling my mother that I was going to be taking an enema myself as I just could not go on another night without feeling that rush of solution filling me deeply and completely .... My mother at that point knew I gave myself enemas and she simply told me that if I needed her help to just let her know .....I did let her see me totally nude as I carried the same enema bucket into the kitchen , fill it and then carry it back into my bedroom..... I wound up giving myself 3 enemas that night and on the last one-- she decided to follow me into my room and help me with the last one by holding the bucket up high so the solution filled me deeply ....Anyone else here ever see their mom or dad get enemas and have something like this unfold ?? Any responses would be deeply appreciated .... Thanks group .... Tammy