The Sounds and Sights of giving an enema

A big part of my enjoyment / pleasure when giving someone an enema if the reactions of the person getting it. I enjoy the sounds they make, grunt, whimpers, exclamations! As an example, when I gave my college girlfriend the first enema she had received since she was a child to relive her constipation, she was bare from the waist down and laying on here left side. She was silent when I inserted the nozzle, and I said ok here comes the water. Following the click the water started up into her. She immediately exclaimed : “OH! OH! ITHURTS! IT Hurts!” When the bag was about half empty she whined: Ahh! THAT’S ENOUGH! THAT WILL DO IT I KNOW IT WILL. I made sure she took the whole bag. She got up and ran to the bathroom and emptied.

In addition to the sounds they make when they are getting it the moves they make as the hot, soapy water flows adds to my pleasure. In my 30s I had a steady girlfriend who really liked anal. I gave her enemas to anal and she had many enemas over the years. She did plenty of moaning and groaning and verbalizing but she moved a lot as struggled to take it all. She would move her legs, stretch her to torso mover her feet. If she was in knee chest she would raise her feet off the bed. No matter what position she was in, Sims, on her back with her legs up, or knee chest, the moment the enema started she would rapidly wiggle her toes until the bag was empty.

Does anyone else find the sounds and movements part of the whole experience. If you do it would be nice to read of some of your experiences.

Oh, yes! As a recipient, being able to let go with those sounds and movements is all part of the experience.

The exchange between giver and recipient is always exciting and memorable.

I was getting ready to insert a colon tube in an older lady’s rectum as she was lying on my bathroom counter with her hips over the edge of the basin when she unexpectedly raised her legs back to fully expose her hairy anus.

She smiled and I smiled. She said, “I’m trying to help.” I asked her if she was really wanting this two quarts of warm soapy water.

She smiled again and said, “Yes, this two quarts and hopefully another two quarts to follow.” That’s all it took to put a smile on my face as I lubed a foot of the colon tube and gently fed it into her.

She easily took the whole bag while I massaged her clitoris. As the bag emptied, I removed the colon tube and inserted my finger as she continued masturbating.

As she climaxed, I’m glad I still had my finger in her ass as some of the enema water came out. As she settled down, I removed my finger and helped her to the toilet.

Indeed! Love the feeling and sense of accomplishment once I hear “the gurgling.”

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I always enjoy seeing (or getting) a good enema. Specially when the one on the receiving end is 'full'.

I just remember the first time at 5 years old. The red bag and hose, and the black nozzles. My mom holding up the enema bag as I kicked and screamed. Then being held down by dad and grandmother and the insertion of the nozzle.

I calmed down and just imagined being somewhere or being somebody else. I heard my mom saying breathe when the cramps hit. Hated it then but at puberty learned to love the pleasure and sweet pain of an enema. I am a klismo.

I too enjoy the sights and sounds of an enema, when I am both giving and receiving. All the noises that you hear and the visual things that you look at during an enema are very important and definitely heighten the experience and add to pleasure.

When I am receiving, I really like hearing my Daddy whisper in my ear that I need an enema and he is going to be giving me several of them. Of course, seeing the empty bag hanging there while listening to him tell me how he is going to take care of me is incredibly arousing. It is incredibly arousing when he tells me that after I am all cleaned from the enemas, he is going to put something else in there 🍆😈 I also really like listening to the water running as he prepares my enema while I am anxiously waiting. When I was a young girl, listening to the water running while it was being prepared made me feel like my heart was going to explode, which is something now and like to recreate. Hearing the click of the clip opening on the tube is also a wonderful sound because it means that I will be feeling the water inside of me very soon. Additionally, the gurgling sound that the water makes as the bag empties is enjoyable because that means that I've taken the whole bag like a good girl.

When I am giving an enema, I like to hear myself tell him that I am going to give him an enema and ask him if he is going to be a good boy for me while I do it. Saying those special words makes me feel really powerful and sexy. While he is my Daddy, I love to be his Mommy and take care of him in the same way that he does to me. Ideally, I like to have all my equipment set out that I am going use so it is visible for him to see; the hanging enema bag with tubing, assortment of nozzles that I am going to use, jar of Vaseline, and gloves. I really enjoy the snap of my gloves prior to lubing him up and also watching the nozzle disappear into his bottom. It is very satisfying to listen to his increased breathing and gasps as a result of the enema the I am giving. If he is having trouble taking the water, I'll suck his cock to help distract him and I like listening to his moans of pleasure. Hearing that gurgling noise of an empty bag makes me feel good that I was able to give him the whole bag.

In addition to the erotic sensations from the enema flowing and filling , the recipient's pleasure is increased immeasurably by words of support and strict encouragement.

As I’m lying in bed, I’m hearing sounds coming from our master bathroom, just a few feet away. They are just ordinary sounds — water running, soap being mixed in warm water, and water being poured — but knowing that an enema is being prepared for me, those ordinary sounds become erotic.

Sounds begin to heighten my senses. My mind starts to control my body, and I’m having a wonderful feeling of anticipation. All this happens because of sounds, and I haven’t yet seen my husband come into the bedroom and hang my enema bag next to the bed.

I’m not feeling well. My system isn’t working, my mother used to call it feeling out of sorts. Sounds that emerge from our bedroom in the next few minutes, I’ll leave those for describing another time. I used to hear those sounds through the bathroom door when my mother was giving herself enemas at night before she went to bed. I didn’t have to see her with my eyes, just the sounds of the enema were profound, and still stick in my mind.

Growing up and having a bedroom right next to the main bathroom provided a lot of opportunity to hear the sounds of an enema. It would begin by mom retrieving the bag from the hall linen closet and closing its door. Next would come her going into the bathroom and closing that door which was soon followed by the sound of running water which at first was loud as it ran into the sink and then muffled as the bag was filled but only after you could hear the clamp on the hose being shut. The sound of the door being opened and someone, and at that time hopefully not me, being called to the bathroom would be followed by conversations that I could distinctly hear through the relatively thin wall between my room and the bathroom. All of the dialogue that has been discussed on Zity would occur. When things got quiet the sound of that metal clamp opening which might be followed by words of encouragement would follow. Sometime later that sound of the clamp closing, the recipient told to hold it and then sitting on the toilet. Finally, would come the sounds of flushing--maybe once, but more often more. The mind is a powerful thing and the images that those sounds conjure up are pretty vivid.

As for sounds it would be, holding the douche nozzle over the bathtub followed by the clicking sound the clamp makes as you open it, the sound the water makes while the water escapes the hole on the side of the douche nozzle. And after the nozzle is inserted the click of the clamp as the water flows into your bottom and the clicking sound that the flow indicator make as the water rushes in to finally the gurgling sound as the last bit of water leaves the bag.

As for sights it would be getting the enema bag out then making the nozzle selection, white or black douche nozzle. Filling the bag and holding the douche nozzle up and applying a good amount of Vaseline while knowing that shortly the lubricated nozzle will be slowly sliding in to your bottom. While laying on my side on the floor seeing the bulging red enema bag slowly deflate and watching the flow meter spin faster and faster.

For me the clock of metal clamps gets my vote

Next are the receiver's eyes when they see a pressure filled enema bag.

Last but not least an old (from the 50's black douche nozzle.

My system isn’t working, my mother used to call it feeling out of sorts. Sounds that emerge from our bedroom in the next few minutes

I used to hear those sounds through the bathroom door when my mother was giving herself enemas at night before she went to bed. I didn’t have to see her with my eyes, just the sounds of the enema were profound, and still stick in my mind.

@Vicki_V that is exactly how I feel today - “out of sorts” - but also knowing I will be taking a much needed enema later. (Perfect description from your Mom!)

My sub is not vocal with making sounds or commenting. He will put up with alot of discomfort before he will say anything. The most reaction he gives, besides back in the day with his erection, is his eyes rolling back in his head. I know he is enjoying the fill when that happens and I get some enjoyment for a job well done by me.