Do other women get excited giving enemas to other adult women?

Do other women get excited giving enemas to other adult women? I loved giving enemas to other women. Most were neighbors that knew I gave enemas to kids and adults. Never found it exciting giving a child an enema. It was done because it was simply necessary relieving their discomfort. However, I found it very exciting giving a constipated woman or one that needed enemas for a medical prep. The sight of their bare buttocks and wrinkled brown anus and a tube slowly sliding into their rectum was thrilling for me. Then watching them squirming when they had an urgent need to empty their bowels.

I do enemas solo now, but the memory is still with me.

@Kathy4161 . Thanks for your honesty. What led you to stop giving enemas to other women and move on to solo administration ?

Growing up in the nineteen fifties, at the onset of puberty, our grandmother (a retired RN) taught us personal hygiene. I was twelve that summer, my brother eleven, and sister ten. Afterwards, once school started in the fall, we started giving each other enemas on a regular basis after school, when we got home. Our sister giving me and my brother a couple of enemas, and we doing likewise for her. My brother and I, both had a thing about giving each other enemas. However, our sister on the other hand, didn't mind giving enemas to either boys or girls.

For example: One afternoon at my house, my girlfriend and I were doing homework together. I could tell, she wasn't feeling good, and said something about it. That's when she told me, "I need to talk to your sister." Got up from the table and went to find her. It turned out, she had started her period at school and was having cramps. So, she asks my sister, if she wouldn't mind giving her a couple of enemas, which my sister did. Later that evening, after we'd gone to bed, my sister told me what happened. About my girlfriend getting her period and asking for an enema. Once she'd given my girlfriend a couple of enemas, my girlfriend returned the favor, giving her a couple of enemas. Then, told me about their conversation, while giving one another enemas. About my girlfriend and younger sister, giving each other enemas on a regular basis after school, and my sister did likewise about us. Also, telling my sister, that she’d love to give me enemas, but was too shy and embarrassed to ask.

The girl's conversation that afternoon, opened the door enough, that once she knew I was giving my sister enemas and me her. A month or two later, she approach me about us giving one another enemas. Starting something that lasted until we finished High School. Unlike my brother and I, neither girl had an issue giving boys or girls enemas. But my brother and I only liked giving enemas to girls.

Never have but the idea is very appealing! 😊

I gave one to my gf recently because she wanted to try anal with her bf. I enjoyed it mainly because I was touching her and she whimpered

I gave one to my gf recently because she wanted to try anal with her bf. I enjoyed it mainly because I was touching her and she whimpered

- maybe you will give your girlfriend the advice, such practise will be better, when doing it with her boyfriend, maybe as a foreplay, before starting other form of sexualities !!

The only enema I’ve given another woman was in the inestimably sad circumstance of my mother’s death from cancer. She was bedridden and bound up from opiates and I was glad to help—but between the incest taboo, my grief over her situation, and a rote switch into caregiving mode there was not a sexy iota about it.

No one else has asked me for enema help. I do find pictures of a tube disappearing into a woman’s bottom quite charged, because I wish to be that woman, but I know from past caregiving duties that my energies go toward putting my “patient” at ease and helping alleviate suffering, and in such moments my brain is not considering sexy times.

Maybe if I’d been a bit older and born into the generations where enemas were commonplace?

I do apologize for "horning in" to your thread, but would hope that many of you women could get excited giving enemas to us adult guys. Many of us would be tickled to assist in reciprocating with you wonderful women!

I do apologize for "horning in" to your thread, but would hope that many of you women could get excited giving enemas to us adult guys. Many of us would be tickled to assist in reciprocating with you wonderful women!

@sse4fun The topic specifically is asking about women giving to other women. The men just get to watch from the sidelines during this topic.

Now, back to the topic question...I only give to males, my sub specifically. I have not had an opportunity to give to anyone but him. The situation would define whether I would or not. But personally, I prefer giving to a male.

I have never had the opportunity to give an enema to another woman. Although I don’t consider myself bisexual (which is a normal sexual orientation in my book), I suspect I’d find giving another woman an enema an extremely sensual/sexual experience. Probably because I am 100% anal erotic and a rabid klismaphile.

@Iris1858 said,

Although I don’t consider myself bisexual (which is a normal sexual orientation in my book), I suspect I’d find giving another woman an enema an extremely sensual/sexual experience.

When I was growing up in the late fourties and fifties, it was commonplace for women to give enemas to both men and women. Back then, that was something women normal did. However, when boys reached double digits, their mom taught them to self-administer or delegated the job of giving them enemas to their father. In our case, our grandmother was a retired RN, teaching us personal hygiene as preteens. Afterwards, enemas became our responsibility.

It was also common, for the older kids in a family, to take care of the younger ones. To that end, our grandmother taught mom’s two younger sisters how to care for and give children enemas, when they were preteens. Giving them the job of doing our evening bath, including enemas. Due to closeness of age, we were more comfortable with the girls giving us enemas than either mom or grandma. The girls got plenty of experience giving us, and each other enemas. Giving us the freedom to learn how to take care of one another and ourselves.

In the beginning, my brother and I didn't have an issue giving each other enemas. However, as we got older, it became an issue. On the other hand, neither the girls or our sister, had an issue giving boys or girls enemas. Then, as teenagers, it was common for our sister to give my brother and I enemas. Just as it was for us, to give her enemas. But not each other.

Three years ago, my older daughter, age 33, was very ill with a COVID variant. We moved her back home temporarily so my husband and I could care for her.

She was (and is) a beautiful young woman, on her own, with a successful career. She would soon become engaged. Once a mom, always a mom, but I never thought that I’d be her home “nurse” when she was seriously ill.

Long story short, one afternoon when she was feeling down physically and emotionally, she asked me to give her an enema. She thought that would help get the virus out of her system. I had not given her an enema since she was 17 with PMS. She knew that I gave myself enemas, but it was rare that she ever needed one..

I had given enemas on a couple of occasions to my husband when he was sick, but not to my adult daughter. At first, I wondered if I should call for a nurse, and we knew a RN in the neighborhood in her 80s and still doing Home nursing. Although I didn’t feel even one twinge of arousal like a did before and while giving enemas to my husband, I was concerned that it would be unnatural giving to my grown daughter.

I sat down on the bed and talked with my daughter about how I was feeling. Her reaction was actually what I should have guessed., “I love you, you’re my mother. I trust you more than anyone. You don’t need a nurse to do it.”

And so I did, over the next three hours, one bag with a touch of Castile soap and a second bag with baking soda. She cried releasing the second bag, whole lot of emotions coming out of her.

She had been very sick and we were scared at the beginning when she ran a high fever for the first two days. I was crying too when she was releasing. It was one of the closest feelings that I ever felt with her as a mom. She slept for several hours after the enemas. She cried again when we hugged later — so much unexpected emotions that the two of us felt, but with me, it was a mother caring more than anything else.

I've always liked men, but I've given enemas to female friends a few times. It was more out of necessity than anything else. Once, a friend complained that she hadn't been able to have a bowel movement for three days. I told her it would be better to do an enema with such prolonged constipation, since the intestines get stretched out and that's harmful.

Also, when I was in university, I learned how to do anti-cellulite massage. A woman called me—she was 27 at the time, and I was 19. She had a husband and a small child. I gave her a massage. Then she asked if I could give her an enema, since she'd been struggling with constipation for a couple of days. I said yes. I think she enjoyed it. I slowly massaged her stomach, and it seemed to me like she was really savoring the procedure. At the end, I told her that it's best to eat properly and not let constipation get to the point where an enema becomes necessary—she gave me a slightly strange look.