What was the very best enema you ever had?

What was the very best enema you ever had? How did it feel? Who gave it to you? If there's anything else you want to tell us, please feel free!

A memorable enema of mine was one that caused an unexpected orgasm. It began as a routine three quart baking soda solution enema that I prepared soon after arising one Saturday morning. The enema bag was one of those ribbed red rubber closed top bags that were popular in the 90s. I was using a custom made black bat shaped nozzle that fit and stayed in place nicely. My habit at the time was to lube my anus with Maximus while still in the bathroom, then carry the prepared bag to the bed where I took the enema. I laid prone, inserted the thick nozzle and opened the metal clamp.

The water temperature must have been ideal, my colon relaxed and the nozzle position perfectly to stimulate my prostate gland. I just relaxed and savored the filling sensations. My erection strengthened as the enema progressed until suddenly I began to ejaculate. The ensuing orgasm was incredibly intense, especially since I did nothing manually to bring it on. Typically I would either masturbate or have morning sex after emptying my bowels.

I guess was an online guided enema with an old zity friend, which is not here for many months now, she is a nurse and she guided me at my try out of an alcohol enema.

She tells me how to prepare the mixture, tell me when I had to put some more inside (I was using a glass syringe, cause I do not have a bag), check me all the time asking what I was feeling.....she was sweet with me.

This play took about 1 hr, and was VERY pleasurable to try.

Za

My best enema was my first ever soap suds enema I ever took. It was a 4qt I had never realized how much even easier your bowls empty with a soap suds enema vs a plain water enema. It was truly magical

I guess I might the last one as all my enemas are the best. In reality, probably the first time that I went from a solo enema as an adult to an enema administered as part of a med fet play exam.

My best enema was my first ever soap suds enema I ever took. It was a 4qt I had never realized how much even easier your bowls empty with a soap suds enema vs a plain water enema. It was truly magical

Yes, for sure the soap makes for a vastly better evacuation! I first started with plain water, and when I first heard of the soapsuds enema I had to

try it, and was amazed at how much more effective it was. And, I also LOVED the feeling of the tingling in the colon.

Jon

Yes, for sure the soap makes for a vastly better evacuation! I first started with plain water, and when I first heard of the soapsuds enema I had to

try it, and was amazed at how much more effective it was. And, I also LOVED the feeling of the tingling in the colon.

Jon

Yep, I used water for a while too until I realized how much better soap works. There were a couple of reasons. When I started back up safety was a big concern, and I detected some unease around soapsuds in what I was reading. Second reason was when I got them as a kid they were soapy and I remembered hating them. Didn't look back after moving back to soap, but do like a rinse after when I can.

My very best enema was given to me by my ex wife when we were first dating. We were very much in love and very horny. She had been a nurse. When I desultorily complained of being constipated, she seized on it and told me I clearly needed a soap suds enema and she was just the one to give it to me. I was initially embarrassed and told her I didn’t need it. She told me firmly that I needed it and there were no two ways about it. She returned from her bathroom with a three quart bag which she filled with water and Dr. Bronners. She coaxed me onto bed and gently put me in left Sims. Then came the big surprise—a double balloon catheter. I’d never seen one before. Using her finger to lubricate me sensuously, she threaded it into me and inflated it. She hung the bag and started the flow. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. As the enema distended my colon and my stomach bulged, she stroked my very erect penis. She stopped short of my orgasm until I was totally full and begging for release. Then she made me hold it for fifteen minutes. Finally, she followed me to the toilet and deflated the balloons. I exploded torrents. Later, we had wild sex. Without doubt the best one.

I think for many of us, the best enema would be the first one given to you by your SO. There may be uncertainty if the partner is inexperienced and you had to convince them that an enema can be fun. There may be other situations that are memorable but when you do it with a partner you are opening up your mind (and ass) to someone in a very intimate way.

While I had given and taken sexual enemas with other women, none really qualified as a true “klismo,” until I connected with a beautiful woman via a site somewhat like this one. We exchanged some long, sincere (and often torrid) messages over a few month period before agreeing to meet. And when we did, it was like an extraordinary ritual we had done together many times before, although of course we hadn’t.

During that dream-like initial meeting when it came to my turn to receive, she knew all the little physical and psychological cues that maximized my pleasure. But there was an additional element that I hadn’t anticipated: as she prepared and began administering my enema her voice became deeper and she began to pant - - she grew increasingly excited and about to orgasm just by giving enema to me! She later said her excitement was inevitable as she witnessed my own erotic reaction while being so expertly filled.

We’ve been friends since that day, although she lives thousands of miles away.

There is nothing that compares to the thrills experienced when two people who share an enema fetish indulge together. It is such an affirming event to be with someone who truly understands.

Very hard for me to say. Some memorable ones:

First one with a colon tube fully inserted, sometime in the 1970's. It's a totally different feeling--and result, since the water just naturally goes higher with less difficulty.

Two enemas with a folding syringe and a douche nozzle, given one right after the other with no expulsion until the bag was completely empty from the second. The most memorable part of that was the expulsion. I emptied completely all at once with no stops & starts. It's a great feeling to go from completely full to completely empty in 10 minutes or so (or maybe faster).

3 enemas given by a gf. Two soapsuds and then one clear water. The soapsuds enemas got me completely cleaned out, and the final enema (3 qts?) came out almost entirely clear water.

First time I got the SN "Banana nozzle" all the way inside. It's a bit more than a foot long, so went above the rectum. It feels weird, but the enema goes in faster with no back pressure. The problem is that it's not an inflatable, so I have to pull the nozzle out before I get up to go to the bathroom. That nozzle, as nice as it is fully inserted, means I'm likely to leak, especially if I'm full.

Enemas, giving and receiving, make me very very horny, even though I'm a bit of an old guy. I love the feeling of waking up in the morning hard as rock. That's a regular occurrence if (and I haven't been) I'm doing 2-3 enemas a week. Gotta start again. Don't know whether it's the prostate or just the pressure and heat of the water that causes the delayed reaction, but it sure is nice to be hard every morning.

Probably the 2nd session with nurse jill (first one i was to nervous and she use the disposal nozzle)

On the 2nd session she used a custom made aluminum nozzle (the heat transfer is amazing)

The nozzle has few different diameters and when she get it in and out feel great (she also plays with it the water flow)

2nd amazing enema was @ hilltop she used the inflatable nozzle and made me come when i was full @ 2nd fill

I forgot one. This one was self administered, but I was in Palm Springs for a conference, and I was terribly stopped up. I didn't feel like eating or doing anything, so I stopped by the Long's drugs hoping they had something, and I discovered one of the Fleet Bagenemas. I bought it, the pretty female clerk smiled at me knowingly, and I hurried off to my hotel room. I knew it wasn't my usual "capacity," but I hoped it would do the job. Filledntye bag with warm water, hung it from a standing lamp, and let myself fill. The enema itself was fairly uneventful though I always enjoy them, but when I went to empty, that was one of the greatest moments of relief I have ever had. Can't remember if I did a second one, but probably. Only those who have truly needed an enema understand the relief that a good enema can give. I still remember the empty feeling (which I love anyway, but this was special). I'm actually surprised, given how full I was, that I managed to take the whole thing.

I still felt very weird and guilty about them in those days, though for me they have always been very erotic, and of course I always fantasized about giving and receiving. This was not a "repressed memory," either. Just one of those special moments in life where pleasure and relief meet, and produce some very special moments.

My husband and I have had several memorable enema experiences through the years, but one that comes to mind is when I was stuck in Chicago at O'Hare airport overnight because of snow. I had been presenting at a conference, and after five days I was so tired and just wanted to get home. I was supposed to be on a 4 PM flight to Portland, so I would be home for dinner. I didn't get off until 10 o'clock the next morning!

The flight home was nearly 3 hours of turbulence. When Rob picked me up at the airport, I had a terrible headache and felt demons in my stomach. I had been irregular all week and had not packed a bulb syringe that trip. I told Rob that I was going to give myself an enema and go to bed. I thought he would just say OK and then he would go back to work. But on this cold, rainy afternoon he put me to bed and gave me the most gentle, sensuous enema and full body massage. And after I finally emerged from the bathroom, we cuddled on the bed and then could not contain ourselves!!! Thank heavens our girls were in school that afternoon‼️

Is there ever a bad one? A lot has to do with the skill of the giver. I miss a talented enema administrator.

The next one.

The next one.

The question is HAD, as in, in the past.

You have not had your next one yet and it might just SUCK.

You don't know.

Soooo fortunate to have a wonderful colon hydrotherapist I can go to every four weeks. And a lady who understands me getting up early every morning, while she sleeps in, to do my enema. Soap, German Chamomile, Wild Yam????

The question is HAD, as in, in the past.

You have not had your next one yet and it might just SUCK.

You don't know.

Wait! You didn't see my Delorean in the garage? Exciting things happen above 88 miles per hour.

Best memorable enema ever was my ex-wife deciding without warning one night to subject me to all my kinks at once:

Forced into full latex catsuit, zipped plus latex hood, gloves and thick heavy rubber Converse X-hi sneakers laced all the way to the top.

Laid on back on bed, wrists cuffed to ankles, knees spread. Ball gag placed, then heavy rubber gas mask pulled over my face.

Then about a half hour of edging and anal fingers and plugs, finally a latex DBC inserted and inflated. So my Domme wife had me confined in full rubber, sweating, restrained, gagged and masked, not seeing much and feeling nothing but snug rubber all over, rectum full of latex enema balloon, being edged but denied orgasm. Finally she gives me 2 quarts of water without telling me, just listening to my moans, groans and begging. After holding a half hour, she gives me a second 2 quarts still holding the first two. Finally holding 4 quarts, she insists I struggle to get up off the bed, walk around to her on the other side and give her oral, fingers and PIV sex until she's satisfied with her orgasms and that I've been submissive enough to her. Feeling all the water sloshing inside during every PIV thrust was unforgettable, forced into all my kinks at once - feeling my hot sweaty snug rubber all over, tied into heavy sneakers, breathing dense rubber in every breath, ball gag and rubber mask strapped onto my face, listening to her tease me about what more I might have to do if I don't come soon. I must have held that enema for 2-3 hours. Fortunately she made us re-enact it several more times as time went on.,

Eric

It was with my wife and she decided to give the enema scene a try. She dressed in a nurses uniform, with white stockings, etc.very real. She came into the bedroom to tell me it was time for my enema. This of course got me going. She says this might be easier if I was distracted, which is when she starts licking my cock ever so gently. She then helps me into position and seductively inserts the nozzle and releases the water. The water fills me up and I start cramping, but the water continues as I pant like a puppy. Finally the bag is empty and she pays special attention to my cock as I hold the water. After I cum, which doesn't take too long, I run off to the bathroom to relieve myself. When I get back my wife is masturbating, waiting for me. That was the best.

Over the years I have had many but the one that really sticks out in my mind was a session with my ex. I all started early on a Saturday evening. I was instructed to take a nice relaxing shower and to return to the bedroom all naked. She had laid out numerous thick cloth diapers, pins and plastic, frilly panties. She then instructed me to go and fill my own enema bag with hot water and add Ivory to that. I returned promptly caring the bulging bag as She instructed me to hang it high on the IV pole. I was then to lay on my back with knees up and spread (diaper position). She brought my legs up and slid numerous fluffy, cloth diapers under me before inserting the black, bulbous nozzle. She then secured my diaper with two large safety pins and slid up the frilly panties. She instructed me hold my knees as close to my chest as possible before She started the flow. I watched Her hand slide up the hose to the clamp and then heard that familiar "CLCIK". The heated surge made my eyes open really wide. She just giggled and the flow continued! I was definitely getting both filled and aroused. She lowered my knees and put a large pillow under my knees. All-of-a-sudden I felt my orgasm building and before I knew it I was ejaculating into my diaper. And what an ejaculation it was too!!!!! She continued the flow until I finished up the bag. She then handed me my empty bag as I was instructed to get myself up and walk around holding my contents and the bag...................

For several years after we got married my husband would have absolutely nothing to do with enemas. This despite the fact that he knew that I would regularly do two every month. It all changed when he had to get two enemas before a medical exam and I gave them to him. He wasn't very happy, but when he came home from the doctor he told me that the enemas were no where as bad as he expected. He also offered to return to the favor and give me one if I wanted. I wasted no time in taking him into the bathroom.

The very best was actually a series of three. First two were with an Ivory soap solution. The third was a clear water rinse. I was between my two marriages and spending a lot of time with a long time colleague and friend. She was a nursing instructor at one of our local universities. She had observed that one of the problems with my marriages had been "boring sex."

She had been a long time friend and colleague. We had taught several classes together in the School of Nursing. I trusted her, especially as she recounted the several ways my intimacy practices were dull and unimaginative. She set out upon a "curriculum" to prepare me for future intimate relationships. She soon confirmed what I already knew . . . she was a fine teacher.

One of my colleagues in San Francisco had noted in one of our sessions "there are a finite number of orifices in the human body and a fine number of things one can insert into them." Suddenly, I had a challenge to see if that might be true.

I knew that there were people who enjoyed anal sex but in 20 years and a failed marriage, I had not experienced it. Now I had a coach/teacher.

It happened that we both had schedules that were flexible Wednesday afternoons. I arrived at her home on a beautiful spring day. As we were greeting one another, I could look beyond the dining room to the master bedroom. Covering the bed were several large black bath towels. I must have gulped. I don't think I said a word. My teacher announced the curriculum for the afternoon. "Today's lesson is 'anal intercourse.'"

Maria's family was from Cuba. Today, as we went about our assigned tasks, the aroma of Cuban dishes wafted from the kitchen.

She clarified the situation. "For you, there will be enemas until clear. I've already taken care of me. My insides are squeaky clean."

There are powerful "game-changing" experiences the details of which fade in time. Not this one.

I think the best ever Enema I have was when I finally told my wife about my like for the enema.

She was understanding and gave me a very gentle and caring bulb enema.

No sex but it came later in life.?

Perhaps it's time to resurrect this topic. I've had lots of very good enemas, but possibly the best ever was a series of 3, two soapsuds 1 clear water. The end result was emptying water with no solids, after the two soapy enemas. Hope everyone who hasn't posted on this topic does so now…and…calling all newcomers!

The very best - and it is hard to choose - has to be the 3H enemas I got when I was in labor with my Son. I had been constipated for several days and I told my OB. The Doctor ordered (and I heard him) said give her two hot, high enemas with extra Castille then rinse till clear. Check her results.

I saw the enema being prepared at the sink and the nurse had a bottle of soap. She poured it in the enema can and mixed it up with her hand fast, causing soapsuds. Another nurse lubricated the red colon tube and hung the can high on the IV stand at the end of the bed. After being lubricated, the enema began. Three nurses were at my bedside coaching me through the enema. IT WAS HOT, HIGH AND THE SOAP BURNED. She never turned off the flow, she just raised and lowered the enema can. I had to turn from one side to the other and on my back during the enema. I was SO FULL I was nauseous. I almost lost the enema a few times!

The nurses helped me up and into the bathroom but left the door open. One nurse stayed in the bathroom with me with the entire time. I remember gushes, plops and farts with EACH enema and it stunk so bad in there. It was so embarrassing! Yet, the nurse looked in the commode after expelling each time. She said the Doctor wants you really cleaned out.

But here's the thing - EACH ENEMA FELT GOOD! I had WONDERFUL SENSATIONS! This was early labor, however, and all those sexual feelings quickly disappeared into almost intolerable pain.

But those were the BEST ENEMAS I ever had!! I still think about it sometimes and that was almost 50 years ago.

This goes back to the early 70's, where as a just turning teen was in the hospital for food poisoning and severe dehydration. After about a week in there, and due to be released 2 days later, my nurse commented on my not having a good bowel movement. She said that she could fix that, as my doctor ordered an enema series before release. I had gotten many enemas at home from Mom, but not like this.

A few hours later my nurse returned with a full enema can, hose and nozzle in tow. She was followed by a pretty nurses aid with an IV stand. I was rolled over on my left side and she lubed my bottom before inserting the nozzle. Then my water flowed in. It was warmer than I ever got before at home and it stung my insides. After several minutes I complained about cramps, and she shut the flow off briefly. Then…. it continued until the can emptied. The both of them helped me out of bed and to the toilet. I sat there releasing and farting as the two of them watched and talked together. Once I felt done, the nurse checked the contents in the bowl, and announced that I needed another enema, and hey helped me back to bed.

The nurse prepared my second enema, hung the can and inserted the nozzle in me. Then she got called away for??? This left the nurse's aid giving me my enema. This one was easier as she reached over to message my belly while talking to me. I'm sure she noticed my erection as her hand brushed up against it. I guarantee she saw this after helping me out of bed and lifting up my gown to use the toilet. She stood by while expelling and making those nasty enema sounds. She only smiled and asked my how I was doing.

I got another enema from another nurse the next day before discharge, but none like this.

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