Do You Have an Enemate?

Recently struck up a conversation with the woman who is responsible for client relations at my local dealer where I bring my car for service. She had been out on medical leave for a hip replacement similar to my wife's surgery so we had a common bond.

Her car was in for service so I offered her a ride home. At her townhouse she invited me up for a drink and our discussions came around to anal sex. She said her husband who was away on business had been pushing for it but she didn't feel comfortable unless she was cleaned out. She wanted me to help and had a large black bag and several large nozzles, including a long one that sprayed around the end of the nozzle. I filled the bag with warm soapy water and added a little salt.

She got on her hands and knees on the bathroom floor. I gently lubricated her anus and rectum and slowly inserted the largest nozzle. From the sounds she made I could tell she loved the warm water filling her bowels.

She began to masturbate. Her vagina glistened with her natural lubrication and she was rapidly moving toward orgasm as the bag emptied. I knew she would loose control of her sphincter at the moment of orgasm so I grabbed a nearby washcloth and applied pressure to her anus to prevent an accident.

When I return she says she will give me an enema followed by a prostate massage!

Roses are red

Violets are Blue.

If you do me, I'll do you.

Lovely stories are contagious. .

No. Butt I'm looking for one.

Oh, La, alas not, but I am open for auditions of coy, knowing ladies with their naughty douche bulbs of loving warmth ready for me.

I do not have an enemate, but am certainly open to the possibility, and would love it, if any ladies in my area are interested.

I think someone is dreaming or smoking something. It just doesn’t happen like this! Maybe it did, but I’m finding it very difficult to believe.

47 years on Monday, July 3.

Not a regular one, no. But recently a friend has friended me here on our fetish forum.

No enemate available for me. As often discussed here not an easy find to find a willing partner for all the various reasons.

The closest thing I have is a lovely mistress who I see a few times a year. Next visit coming soon to celebrate my latest birthday.

Not currently. About six months ago I began an online conversation with a member here. I thought perhaps we might have some common interests. We seemed to hit it off rather well online, and after a while I proposed getting together in person for cocktails and conversation. We met at a place close to her, and had some appetizers and drinks. We really seemed to hit it off. We made tentative plans that evening, and went our separate ways.

A few days later I messaged her to firm up the plans. Things were looking good. Next time I messaged her to set a time, BLOCKED! WTF?

I'm glad I only had about $30.00 worth of martini's and chicken wings invested in her.

Define "enemate". Over the past couple years I have developed a close relationship with an e-nurse who I see just about once a month. I feel that our relationship is more than a "business" arrangement. Does that count?

Not lately, but had one about a 2 years ago. So hard finding a partner. 😞

I guess I am Lucky. I have found 5 between here on Z.B. and the Old Gregslist . (2 have unfortunately passed away, R.I.P. Buzz and Robbie.) The others and I have an ongoing mutual relationship. One thing I will say is "Keep on trying" , there is bound to be someone with similar likes and interests out there just waiting to be your first Enemate.

Very hard to find. You have a better chance in winning the lottery.

Not a mate per se but three ladies who enjoy receiving enemas from me. I enjoy the variety because each lady’s sexy parts are different and their reactions vary. The size and shape of bodies are all different also and we all know that variety is the spice of life!

My husband of nearly 40 years knows how to give me a “good enema” if I need him. He makes me be better disciplined taking the enema than I am taking it myself. He has cared for me in the best of times and the worst of times. There is no better partner in sickness and in health who I could ever ask for.

My friendly massage therapist has given me Fleet enemas in preparation for fisting/happy ending after massage. I haven't seen her for a couple of years, assumed she'd moved away. But I recently saw her listed on the massage's website again. Those Fleets were not very satisfying, I had to jump down off her massage table, wrap a towel around me and traipse through the office/lobby to the bathroom. In my dreams someday I'll contact her again and see if she'd arrange an appointment when no one else is around and allow me to bring a bag and nozzle. I'd love to have her stand and watch as I expel. In my wildest dream she'd want me to return the favor. There's always hope. Other than her I have no hope of meeting another willing lady.

What the hell are you waiting for?

Sadly not, except for my vivid imagination. Better than nothing and better than many possibilities. Still, I do yearn for interactive E play with a lusty woman. I would enjoy her various moods and reactions. She might be my auntie, my nursie, my neighbor lady. Perhaps she will coyly suggest that she could use my help in a private and personal situation. Maybe she will want me to be her daddy or doctor and pretend she doesn't know about enemas but would like to learn. I know she will whisper the E word to me as she slips in her own douche nozzle for me. Or will she want me to slip my hand up her thigh to find the dampness of her panties as she starts my flow. I will surely comply and give her the pleasure she deserves. It is possible she might want to bring her lady friend to watch as she fills an open top red bag with warmth for me. He friend will tease me by unbuttoning her blouse with each surge of enema.

I do and I don't. I have a person who will administer enemas to me almost anytime. However, they are 75 miles away. Finding somebody between Harrisburg and State College, would be ideal. I don't believe there are many red bag folks around in these parts.

I'm happy to say that I do. We met here 11 years ago, when I replied to her personal ad.

It does happen!! We have bonded far beyond our kinks, but kink is the glue, for sure!

No, but would love one, a woman who lives relatively near or in Seattle who would become a friend first and then share our mutual love of enema play.

Nope

I’ve had some good and trusted female enema mates over the years, unfortunately they all have moved from the area, or developed other relationships that make it difficult to trade enemas. I am always open to finding someone though. 😉

Yes, and several very special friends.

When my late husband passed, I was fortunate - I had a female friend Barb whom shared my interests in anal play. For me enemas are just part of it. Also I might mention that I'm long standing in the gay/lez community in RI - now LGTBQ I have a ton of gay and lesbian friends that I've known for many years now. Also worth mentioning is that many LGTBQ clubs and bars are home to lots of fetish folks not all are gay many are into the kink - BDSM is the most popular but anal play with toys and enemas are on the list.

My advise to those looking for an e-mate - visit your local LGTBQ club or bar and just hang out for a time and get the lay of the land - you may find there are more folks out there than you think.

BJ

I'm lucky in that my wife will give me an enema if I ask her to. She has given me quite a few, but only after I've given her 2 or 3 orgasms. It is a great incentive for me to control myself and refrain from cumming too soon. We will usually start out watching porn and I will be caressing her all over. After I get her really hot I'll ask her if she wants to sit on my face. Or sometimes I'll have her get in the knee chest position and have her reach back and spread her butt cheeks so I can give her asshole a good licking out. Then I will eat her out until she has her first orgasm. Sometimes I'll use a toy in her ass too. After she has an orgasm her clit is super sensitive, so we just lay there and watch porn and let her clit rest for a while. At this time I'll use some lube and stroke myself to keep my dick hard, I am 68 years old! Then when she's ready for round 2 she will get in the knee chest position at the edge of the bed so I can fuck her doggy style while she uses her favorite vibrator on her clit. I find that it's easier for me to stay hard if I am standing for some reason. Sometimes I will ram her ass with a dildo while we fuck. Then it's time to rest her clit again. And again I will be stroking myself. By now my patience is really being tested as I am ready to have my own orgasm. Sometimes she will have had enough by then, but usually after she has rested enough we'll go to round 3. Again fucking doggy style on the edge of the bed while she vibes and I ream her ass with a dildo until she gets big O #3. Now finally it's my turn. She will ask me what I want, and usually I ask her to ram my ass with my favorite dildo while I stroke myself to orgasm. But if I feel like I've done a really good job, and if I sense that she will be receptive I'll ask her to give me an enema. If she says yes, which she always has thus far, then it's my lucky day! And I'll stroke to orgasm while she fills me up. We didn't meet until we were in our 50s, and up to that point she had only had vanilla sex and had never watched porn or even used a toy or done any anal play, so I have really pushed her boundries big time. But I keep pushing. The next thing I want to do is have her ram me with my dildo after she has filled me up. One day, but for now it's baby steps as it has always been.

I know this post is kinna long, but I am hoping that I it will give some zity members who have become bored with their sex lives some good ideas.

Depends on the definition of enemate. My wonderful wife gives me a big enema coupled with a fantastic blow job weekly, but she is completely uninterested in taking them herself. She's let me give her a few over the last almost 20 years when she was really constipated, but she usually freaks out immediately (panics that she's not going to be able to hold it and will make a terrible, humiliating mess) and hates it.

The last time, however (about a month ago; it had been over 10 years prior to that), went a little better. She let me give her a disposable saline enema when we were on vacation, and while she found the process unpleasant, it helped her tremendously, and she was very appreciative I helped her and glad she did it. That and the fact that she has been using the enema feature on our bidet for the past couple of years gives me hope that she may give in and let me help her out more frequently going forward.

Either way, though, being given a weekly enema and a phenomal orgasm as the last of the water flows in makes me feel extremely lucky, even if my compulsion to reciprocate goes largely unfulfilled for now.

About 4 years back I was at a dinner party where the host who was a nurse a couple of years younger than myself was having a wine fueled reminiscing session about how back in the late 1970s she used to enjoy giving enemas to young male patients. Nothing further came of this until maybe a year later when we were having a coffee & I complained of being constipated (not actually true!) Would I like her to give me an enema? A couple of hours later after she had dusted off her long unused gear the deed was done & seeing how the process gave me an erection she was happy to masturbate me as I held onto the liquid. Thus started regular appointments of a few weeks apart which progressed into her using all sorts of plugs & dildos on me as well as enemas. Every session ended with her giving me a wonderful handjob as she fucked me with one toy or another. I was never allowed to touch her in a sexual way but she seemed to get her satisfaction from giving not receiving. I was delighted with this arrangement but sadly during the corona virus epidemic she was initially off work sick with something unrelated but them became terrified of catching the virus to the extent that I'm surprised even her husband & kids were allowed in the house. I don't think she has ever gotten over it & has become pretty much a recluse. So sad.

I have 3 that I can count on...Me, Myself, and I.

No, but I am hoping that Santa Claus will bring me one. Things are slow in the Texas hill country.