Spousal enemas

Did you ever marry a spouse who claimed no experience with enemas and he/she became very constipated? I ended up talking my wife into letting me help her take an enema! It proved quite successful and led to a lifetime of mutual enemas in our family! Tell me about your experiences!

@Sirbill our zitynaute @Sweet_Julie tells us very well about her personal journey which answers exactly your question.

My husband David had never had an enema before he married me. I think it was a year and a half into our marriage, he started having trouble with a more severe than usual bout of constipation. He'd been having issues as long as I've known him, but this time I realized he needed some help getting things going. I was three months pregnant with our son. I went to the store with my mom and sister, but before I left David asked me to pick up some Dulcolax. I knew he'd already been taking them for two days because of the wrappers he left on the bathroom counter.

I knew right then he was having trouble that needed something more effective and faster than laxatives. I didn't say a word to him, but as soon as I got back home I was planning on using the hot water bottle on him like I have to with so many of my hospital patients. When I got home, he asked me if I got the laxatives and I told him "I think you need something considerably faster than laxatives, don't you think?" To make a long story short, I had to take considerable time to convince him that putting 2qts of 105F saline where the sun don't shine would make him feel 100% better. He kept telling me "Nikki I've never had an enema, you know I can't handle something like that!" My comeback was "most of my patients have the same excuse honey, but they end up taking it just fine." He looked like a little schoolboy waiting to get his butt paddled by the principal he was dreading it so much."

I brought the bag to the bedside and put a Chux under him. I attached and lubricated the douche nozzle because those are more comfortable. But I guess the size of it scared him. He kept telling me "baby don't hurt me! Go easy!" I told him "Sweetheart this isn't my first rodeo. I've given more enemas than I care to count." He shook like a leaf until I slid it right into him. It was smooth and effortless. He barely flinched as it went in, I think more from fear and being touched in the rectum than any physical discomfort. He calmed down once the nozzle was in. The water was warm enough he stayed calm as I slowly filled him. He had a little trouble towards the end, cramping, and it agitated him. I calmly told him it's normal. He held all but a cup and I followed him to the toilet so I could take the nozzle out. He exploded what looked like 4 days of heavy eating into our brand new Kohler commode. He needed this enema really bad.

Now that his enema "virginity" was taken, and he saw that getting an enema made him feel better, he became more accepting of me giving them to him. Now he's totally comfortable with it.

I recently wrote a blog entry on my experience to date with my wife. TL/DR she's not a fan of the process of taking an enema (yet?), but she likes the results and the frequency is increasing.

https://en.zity.biz/index.php?mx=blog;ox=showpage;pg=9056

My first wife had never had an enema, when she was about 7 months pregnant she got constipated offered to give her an enema, she was unsure so I had her watch as I took an enema, first time she had seen me do one. She then let me give her an enema and it worked well. After that we traded enemas for a bit but she wasn’t in to it so I went solo again. Second wife also never had an enema when she tried she really liked how she felt after. I helped her out but when she returned the favor it was very mechanical. Ended up solo again. Third wife had had them as a child and didn’t want them but was ok with me doing my own. My girlfriend was willing to try and liked them and was wonderful at giving them to me. Was wonderful while it lasted.

Even as a child, recognized that I actually liked getting an enema and soon I was giving myself enemas just for fun. When I got married my husband knew that I had an enema bag but most likely assumed that I was using it for constipation. After reading in a magazine about couples who used enemas as part of sex play, I wanted to try it. I arranged to get caught giving myself an enema when he came home, hoping he would be interested in playing. He said something like, “you seem to give yourself a lot of enemas.” I told him that I actually liked how they feel and I would like for us to try it together. He said that he has never had an enema but from what he heard it wouldn’t be fun. And he left the room.

Some days later, as we were getting ready to play around, I told him that I wanted him to give me an enema, and made sure that I had an orgasm so he could see that I enjoyed it. We did that a few times and each time after he gave me the enema I would say that it was his turn to get one. Each time he refused. Then one time after I got him all warmed up, I told him that if he wanted sex tonight he was going to get an enema. He reluctantly agreed, but whined and complained through the whole thing. After a couple of more times, I stopped making him take the enema because it was plain he was not enjoying it like I did. He said the down time on the toilet kept us from getting to the “good stuff “. So I was back to doing it solo again.

@Nurse_Nikki amazing contribution and so well described. I really enjoyed reading your story.

I can relate a lot too, I have been with my partner for 3 years now and she hadn’t heard or knew much about enemas or supps before we met. However from time to time since we met I opened up to her about it and she has been willing to help me when I have issues with constipation. She is very gentle and caring with me as her parents were both in the medical field.

I usually text message her when I am feeling constipated as I feel shy about telling her in person. Then she will tell me to go to our back study room with a bed which is setup like a doctors office and has a draw full of medical supplies. She will ask me when I last pooed and I will need to have my stomach examined on the exam table with palpitations of my tummy and tummy taps. Then she will put on a glove with lots of lube and do a “finger checks” which she feels around inside my bum and checks the finger after to see how constipation and full I am then she will do either an enema or suppository. I feel so greatful as I have been having IBS-mixed last few years and she has been amazing support.

I posted many times about my wife and enemas.... I introduced her to them even before we got married, the first time I showed interest in her little hole and she stated she wasn't prepared.... I pulled out my faithful traveling companion, a foldable italian two liter traveling bag...she giggled and laughed but she got "ready"...from that moment enemas became a staple of out sex life, especially after I confessed that my ass loved them too.... one of our marriage presents, was a strap on....

42 years ago, in our wedding vows, my husband and I promised to care for each other in sickness and in health. On the second shelf inside the two-door cabinet outside our master bathroom, one level above a stack of extra bath towels, are two enema bags, a hot water bottle, warming pad, and a box containing nozzles, two rectal tubes, connectors and clamps. Vaseline and other lubes we keep in the medicine drawer.

We didn’t specifically refer to these items in our wedding vows (ha!!), in fact my husband hardly knew when an enema was, but in a way, they show the devotion that we have for each other when one of us is ill or our insides are in need of a little TLC.

@Nurse_Nikki I absolutely loved your story about your giving your husband his first enema. I especially love your analogy of him looking like "a little schoolboy waiting to get his butt paddled by the principal and he was dreading it so much." I know that look.

When I gave my husband an enema for the first time he hadn't had once since he was 11 or 12. He told a cute story about the last enema he ever got from his mother. He got a reaction and it freaked his mother out. When I asked if he was really that turned on by the enema. He responded. "I was thinking of a girl in his class that I had a crush on being given an enema by her mother." I promised him if he got an erection that I would take extra special care to relieve him of it. He consented to having me give him an enema, but he had that look of a schoolboy waiting to be paddled by the principal. I used a semi flexible bulbous about the length of a vaginal nozzle and a blue open top Faultless bag that I used for my own enemas. He was an excellent patient for the most part. He push out like he was trying to void when I inserted the nozzle and took quick deep breaths as I instructed; however, like with his mother he got an erection which I adroitly relieved him of it.

I would say that my husband was practically an enema virgin when we got married. On the other hand, I grew up with a mom and grandmother that thought enemas were good in maintaining your health...hence twice a week enemas

I should have added that my husband was corrupted by me and we both enjoy giving and receiving enemas from one another and also solo sometimes with the other watching. Getting rid of the waste is however a very private thing for both of us. lol Denise

I just got filled up with a 2 quart enema...it was more for punishment than anything...My wife keeps me diapered at night. She pins me into my night time diapers and plastic panties about 8 PM...then sends me to bed....Often she goes out with "friends" I know she's seeing someone because she tells me my hairless little penis isn't enough to satisfy her.

On those nights she usually comes home about 2 am....If I've been good, she lets me nurse on her lovely breasts and often "down there". This morning I was sopping wet and she let me lick her. It was really dripping and salty/bitter. I knew I was licking him out of her.

These are often the most intimate moments in our marriage.

This morning. she decided that I needed cleaned out so she put me in the shower and gave me a big enema...then another...She told me it was so I wouldn't be making messes this weekend as I was to be diapered all weekend.

I was embarrassed because I got a boner. My three inch pee pee kept sticking up and oozing pre-cum. AS I felt my belly filling up I got a weird sensation and began leaking from my pee pee....

Two enemas later, while she supervised the results, she led me to the bedroom and diapers were already laid out..I knew the position and dared not to argue as the strap she uses to keep me under control was hanging right by the bed. Powdered, diapered and plastic pants in place she told me to go play that she had friends coming over.

I am now cleaned out...Wet again..and hiding in my room...

On the contrary, my wife had been taking enemas for several years before we even met. While I had gotten them growing up I tried to seriously keep my distance. However, early in our marriage I got sick and seriously bound up. My wife insisted that the only solution was a quantity of warm, soapy water from her enema bag. I was anything but enthusiastic, but she relented. In short, I was the one who needed convincing.

@Westy , do you give your wife her enemas as well? Is there a sexual element for her?