The Power

For some reason I've been doing a lot of thinking and reading here lately.

When thinking about enemas and my sexuality and how it came about I think most significantly about a man from my way past.

I was right out of college, he was a coach, I an elementary teacher, both of us stuck in a very small southern town with rigid religious rules.......(One elem. school, One junior high, One high school all very small in size)

Well, as we got to know each other and played around he slowly "eased" me into some anal play. I liked it and so I thought if I liked it he would probably like it too. I had no clue how powerful I could become with him..........

One day at his aparment (he had two room mates) we were on his couch and just started messing around. I was giving him oral sex and he flipped over and got on his knees and basically bared his ass to me. I went for it. I stuck my tongue there just trying it out, and BAM the guy came all over the couch with out a touch. I realized then and there, that moment that I had found something very powerful sexually. If there was one defining moment that was it. I will never forget how he sounded or how hard he came on his couch.

After two years of romping with him, at one point he told me he had shared enemas with a girl in college. Being 23 (I am now 49) I should have jumped on this opportunity, butt needless to say I didn't. When he mentioned enemas I thought I should try it out on myself. That was when I orginally got into the enema scene, but I never shared one with him. Both of us ended up moving to different towns and eventually just moved on. I remember though how all that anal play and private enemas gave me such power......power over my own body, power over anothers.

Anyone have a similar experience?

How do you feel about the "power" of it all?

Certainly a central issue of the intimacy of enema/anal play is the yielding of control over one's bodily functions to another. It's an amazing thing to touch one's partner in a way that sends them over the edge without active effort on their part. Her gift in return to me is the almost quizical look in her eyes as if to ask, "how did you do THAT?!?!?!" That same look comes when roles are reversed. Anal/enema erotica is a powerful, powerful facet of sensuality.

I'm in total agreement with you.

Truth is, an enema is a very intimate experience.

One of the first skills you learned in childhood was controlling your bowels.

An enema takes that control away from you. In that sense it does subjugate you.

It takes that control away slowly over 15 minutes or so. You ALWAYS battle, and at first you win the battle, but there comes a point where the enema always wins.

I remember two loves in the past that probably would have been great anal (enema) partners had I stayed with them longer. The first as a gal ten years younger than I, who loved anal and introduced me into anal sex! I'm sure we would have gotten into the enema scene sooner or later. The other was a gal nine years older than I was. She was to all appearances, straight forward and someone who would never be great as a lover. However she was a really great lover (to me) and the one who insisted on having me finger her anus when she was on top! Power? By all means. Who had the power? Don't know. Like to think all three of us did!