I’m horny and when I get horny I think about 2 things…sex and enemas – well, maybe 3 – sex, enemas or BOTH!! Since I’m alone right now, all I can do is fantasize. So I thought as long as my head is functioning I may as well see if I can do something with it. What follows is the top of my “dream list” right now. It includes some real life experiences, but sort of fills them out with what I would like to weave into the scenario by way of a little fantasizing. At this point there is still a very real possibility of actually experiencing the dream laid out, but for now it is mostly in my head. Any more ideas? Anyone have a similar “wish list”? Care to share?
The whole thing starts out with a willing and skillful enemate. A lady of undetermined age, but somehow “cute”, and a genuine lust for LUST…and, of course, a love of enemas and almost anything sexual. We are alone. The bed has been spread with a waterproof sheet and a liberal supply of soft, thick towels. The whole scenario has been planned and talked through thoroughly and we are both stoked. Soft music in the background, low lights and the promise of no interruptions. On the nightstand beside the bed sits a 12 oz enema bulb with a standard adult rectal nozzle, a 9 oz jar of softened coconut oil, a 1 qt container of warm water mixed with a liberal amount of Castile soap, a little salt and that’s it. Beside the first bulb is a second bulb, this slightly larger, and fitted with a 24 inch hose ending in a slightly oversized feminine douche nozzle; the bulb has already been filled with 2 liberal pours of (admittedly cheap) white wine. Finally, hanging from a nearby IV pole is a 4 qt silicone bag, ¾ full with warm water and a bit of salt and baking soda, 6 ft hose with flow meter, and ending in a 10 inch long lubed and shining rubber nozzle about 1 inch in diameter. I, by the way, am completely naked; she is wonderously naked save for the briefest panties (pale blue). Who receives first has been determined by the flip of a coin and the enema gods have shined on yours truly this day. I assume the position on the towels…rump up, head down and huge shit-eating grin awaiting her attention.
I anxiously await her touch and then it comes; her lovely finger(s), liberally covered with coconut oil first lather my anus and then one, then two digits thrust quickly and expertly up my bum! Once WELL in she begins a slow circular motion accompanied by a slight in and out teasing. She thoroughly anoints my inner butt and then slowly withdraws her fingers…but not without a couple tender “come hither” flicks of those lovely fingers and then a tender but firm smack on my quivering butt! Then comes the smaller bulb and Castile and water infusion. The seemingly infinitesimal nozzle slides effortlessly into my rear and the first load of solution goes into place. A slight tingling from the Castile, but that is all. No sense of fullness from the tiny “load” and no real sense of flow from such a gentle administration. The bulb is withdrawn, refilled and reinserted - another gentle infusion to be followed by yet a third. Then calm. We lie down together, spooned, and I gently massage her breasts as the solution does its work…with an occasional side trip from her breasts to her eager mound, already moist from the tension. !0 minutes pass; I excuse myself, walk to the nearby bathroom, expel and clean up. Back to the scene of the crime!!
I lie down on my back and stretch my arms out sideways full length. She circles my wrists with padded leather cuffs which are attached to lengths of braided 3/8 inch poly rope (brilliant red no less…no idea where she found it). My arms are pulled sideway to their limits and secured. (She does this knowing that a cannot/could not resist to urge to fondle my manhood during what is to follow….wicked creature that she is). Then to my legs. My ankles are similarly secured with cuffs and rope and then, with the aid of 2 strategically placed eye hooks in the ceiling, are hoisted so that they are spread in a ‘V” and perpendicular to my torso with my butt hole and manhood fully exposed and completely accessible. My breathing is regular but at this point my heart rate is ever so slightly elevated and my mind is racing toward what is to come (cum?). She reaches again for the coconut oil, scoops out a liberal dose for her fingers (right hand), returns the jar to the nightstand and….IN they go… up my butt and STRAIGHT to my prostate…like an arrow to the bullseye!!. I gasp in delight. Then begins about 3 or 4 minutes of the most delicate, sensual and totally erotic massaging and stroking along either side of my sensitive gland. Right side, left side, right side, left side, tender touch full on!!! Just short of my ejaculating she stops…and withdraws. FRUSTRATION!!! I am on the EDGE (that is THE edge!!) and almost frantic at my inability to a least bring myself to climax. (Did I mention that she really is a wicked lady?) But all I am capable of is quietly bemoaning my state of incapacity. Nuts!! Several minutes pass and the tension lessens. She loosens the ropes on both legs and arms to the point where I am comfortable and completely at rest…but still totally exposed. She smiles wickedly (she does EVERYTHING wickedly, you know) and moves to the bedside where the second bulb, charged with its inebriating infusion, rests. She picks up the bulb, smiles again (wickedly again) and gracefully moves to my nether parts. After coating the nozzle with yet more oil she deftly inserts it well up into my rectum and begins to force the liquid into my lower intestine. In the matter of a minute it is done and I am finally freed from my bonds and we again cuddle…while I fondle her breasts, her (now dripping) cunt and end with my finger in her nether hole. God it’s hot in here (and the AC is on full blast!!) Minutes pass as I get mellower and mellower and finally she smiles again (that wicked smile, mind you) and whispers …”now” and ever so gently she again slides her fingers into my anus and begins the massage that will end in…the END!!!
I cannot even begin to describe the deftness of her touch and the accuracy of her ministrations as she leads me towards a climax that will at the very least leave its mark on her breasts. And all to soon it begins…and all too soon it ends! Whether it was seconds or minutes or hours I cannot tell…but I can tell you it was pure bliss. Nuff said. It takes me fully 10 minutes to regain my senses and while my mind is downshifting towards normalcy she is off preparing the final episode. While she is thus engaged, I move to the toilet a relieve myself of the now totally NON-alcoholic contents, clean up and return to the bed.
The IV pole with its bag and contents has been moved to its appropriate spot bedside AND a delightfully plated assortment of cheeses (St Agur blue, St Angel triple crème, Jarlsburg) and sausages along with grapes, strawberries, kiwi and sliced pineapple has also miraculously appeared!! I stretch out full length (this time unrestrained) and assume the Sims position. She returns to my side, strokes my brow, fondles my cock (now completely drained and exhausted) and inserts the 10 inch “bogie” into my bum. A flip of the clip and the flow meter begins to spin furiously. She slows the flow to a gentle rush and snuggles down beside me to watch the bag’s progress. No stops or starts (she’s timed things perfectly to enhance my pleasure to its fullest) and in a matter of minutes it’s done. I’m full, sated and HAPPIER THAN A PIG IN SHIT!!!! She smiles once more (…did I mention that it was a wicked smile?) and we relax…together. We both know that this “routine” (…and it was, indeed. anything BUT routine!!) will be followed by an appropriate period of relaxation for us both and then…PAYBACKS. HER TURN ON THE BOTTOM!!!!! The rest, folks, is more of the same…only the pleasure is now hers to endure while I get my kicks vicariously!!
As I think I mentioned at the start, this a combination of real life and fantasy. I’ve had the enemas and the prostate massages, just never together…and unfortunately never in the surroundings imagined. But there IS still time…and I WILL keep looking for the appropriate moment. (Any ladies out there want to help me out !!??!!)
Now, how about the rest of you? What’s on your bucket list!!??!!