Enemas given by Parents

My mom thought enemas were the only cure for constipation

Well I got into this thanks to mom, got my first OTK with bulb at 5 to 8, she later switched to a bag after that. I loved it from the start, but I really don't think I was plugged up at the time .. my mom just seemed to like giving.., (she gave them to my sis too) I guess I had a strange childhood mom my sis and I were indoor nudists.. some times I would take showers and enemas with mom.. I have no shame in saying this... it was kinda a bonding time

I only got a enema from my mother if i ask for one and if you do not poop for 4 to 5 days you need one.

I only got a couple from my birth mother. She passed when I was young. I eventually wound up living with one of her old boyfriends. I was having stomach troubles and the Dr had scheduled me for a barium enema. The prep included having some enemas the night before and morning of the test. He offered to help and I reluctantly agreed.

I loved the enema he gave me and would sometimes feign constipation just to get one from him. I thought I was fooling him, but he knew. He was cool with it and offered to help me out whenever I wanted. Well, I wanted a lot, and eventually, enemas grew into mutual masturbation, oral and anal sex. This went on for over 3 years until I moved. I was sorry to see him go. I truly enjoyed what we did and to this day I haven't' found anyone who can give me an enema like he could.

When my parents divorced I was sent to live with an aunt for a summer. She was a very kind woman and treated me very well. She was also somewhat of a health fanatic and would frequently make sure I was eating a proper diet, got some daily sunshine, was physically active and made a daily bowel movement or as she would inquire, "have you been to the potty today?" I was 11 at that time and like any youngster playing was more important and sometimes I would simply hold it and not take the time. When I would respond to her with a "not yet Aunt Betty" she would escort me into the bathroom and I would watch as she prepared the famous "Red Bag" with warm water. After hanging it up on the towel rack she would then sit down in an arm less chair and instruct me to remove my trousers. She could also be quite strict with me so I would do so and then she would guide me across her, take off my underwear and then proceed with giving me an enema. She would fill me several times and then leave the bathroom allowing me to expel the water and feces in private. This was not an overly unpleasant experience and it was all done with my health being the concern. Perhaps this was the beginning of my awareness about enemas and in time led to the overall appeal of them that seemed to stay with me for many years..........maybe!

Anyone's thoughts about this?

Weekly enemas were part of my routine growing up. Mom said it was healthy to stay cleaned out. I came to enjoy them and looked forward to them as I still do today.

Neither my husband or myself received enemas from our parents. After a number of married years we found the magic that enemas offer. We enjoy enema passion as a married couple! I have a question?

To the members who were given enemas from their parents when you were children, how far into life did this continue? I'm talking in particular about Mothers and Sons? For instance, is it normal for a 48 year old man to continue to receive enemas from his mother? Is it odd at this point in life for a son and mother to be bonded and sexually aroused perhaps with and by enemas.

Anonymity is important here! I had a short Message contact with a member here. I stopped my messaging with this member because I can't relate to this member. To do this with his mother is something I can't grasp. When said member asked me for my e mail I had to turn this member loose. I personally hope the member is not telling me the truth! Or have any of our other members heard of this type of ordeal with a older mother and son.

Enemas given by Parents? How far does it go? I can understand if a person is ill and in need for help at an older age. Other wise I'm not sure? When does enema fun turn into something questionable.

Thanks for listening! Please enlighten me if you can. And my very best to this member!

When I was a young child, enemas in our household were the standard "cure-all" for whatever ailed us at the time. If I had been sick for more than a couple days (stomach bug, or just not feeling well), the enema bag came out and I was given 2 or 3 good Ivory soap cleansing enemas. From memory, I'm guessing they occurred from roughly the age of 3, until I was perhaps 6 or 7. I don't recall ever receiving an enema from my Mom much after that. I know in later years (my folks divorced when I was in 5th grade), my mother would give herself enemas because I would come home sometime fairly late on a Friday or Saturday evening, and I would find he amber-color flutted bag with the enema nozzle still attached hanging to dry in the tub/shower. Whether she gave them to herself for sexual pleasure or for need, I never knew, and I never asked. She didn't however ever mention giving me an enema by this time in my life. I admit, I began to give myself enemas when I was home alone by the time I went into puberty. I don't believe my mother ever knew. For me, enemas were, and are still, very sexually pleasurable, even some 60+ years later. The sexual stimulation provided by a good enema has never left me.

Our family enemas were more regimented than occasional. With only one spigot in our home from an overhead tank and no hot water heater, family bathing moments were a great commotion and dad got an enema. He had his guts spilled in WW-2 and should have died. Ordinary people washed them and put them back, closing him with a cloth gum tape heated over a flame. Lingering near death for 6 months, he was a year in recovery. His enemas were vital and mom was greatly honored to serve him.

We were given ours after he left our farm for a job in town, 20 miles away. "We get enemas today,,," was lovingly announced. She would coach each of us into receiving a comforting enema, and encourage each not to make a mess of it, especially in colder weather when we had to do them indoors. Eventually i had enema dreams and learned to take them as the fine meal it was intended to be. Some Saturdays, we were told to stay outside and play till called. We learned to play farm family, making soup of weeds, water and dirt. My little brother was the smartest and often told us how the family was to live and do things, while we played. His enema invention for us, brought on an anticipation for the special Saturdays. There was never a real enema given, but a lot of touchy feally with greased fingers.

Summers usually had at least one great enema party out by the cow tank. One was memorialized with a photo, i think my brother's wife has it somewhere. He died of Agent Orange contamination at 63yrs old. Dad got loaded with beer and enema. With a bulging tummy, he posed with mom's bra and panties on. Believe it or not, i never connected a water pregnancy to his black and white Brownie camera photo until i was married with children of our own. We never saw or read anything unusual into our lifestyle, it was just us. I married a city girl from Orange Texas and she will ask me to tell her and others a farm story for entertainment. It is funny how we could be so close, yet so far as we were.

To GyneDoll, I received frequent enemas from my mom up to about age 12 then they tapered off. One last enema she gave me was at age 19. I had MONO and a severe stomach ache.

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To the members who were given enemas from their parents when you were children, how far into life did this continue? I'm talking in particular about Mothers and Sons?

Until puberty. After that, she would fill the bag for me and then leave me alone in the bathroom for privacy so I could give myself my enema. A year or two later, she had me fill the bag myself.

My mother believed enemas were the cure for almost any malady

@Rocco My mother not only thought enemas are a cure for anything and also made up reasons for giving me one, but she obviously enjoyed giving them to me, and she loved to take them herself.

Although my mother sanctioned my getting my enemas, it was my father who gave them. I didn't think much about it back then, and it was probably because I would not submit to my mother, whereas I was afraid of my father... Thinking about it now, I can well understand why I like getting enemas from a dominate male (a dominate female would be good too).

My grandmother and mom were absolutely convinced that regular enemas were the prevent all/cure all for whatever ails you including sickness, bad attitudes, bad moods, etc. My sister and I received enemas almost every Wednesday before supper and on Saturday night after supper. It was just a regularly expected thing so I did not give it a whole lot of thought and grew very early on to enjoy this special time with my mom as it was a very loving and caring time between my mother and me. Once I received enemas from my grandmother when mom was not available. I do not believe the enemas were ever needed medically speaking, but I have to say that both my sister and I were hardly ever sick and were almost always in good moods and the thought of a possible spanking plus and enema was enough to usually keep our attitudes in check. Ever since becoming an adult, I have continued pretty much the same enema schedule that I had growing up and also enjoying the "side benefits" that go along with enjoying a good enema session.

The timing of the enemas while growing up, I believe was so that both my sister would not get the "urge" to go to the bathroom while at the small country church on Wednesday evenings and Sunday mornings. The church that we attended had terrible bathroom facilities that were seldom used by anyone. As it turned out, neither my sister ever had to use them even to pee.

Growing up with enemas, I am almost certain that it was the cause of my wanting regular enemas that are no needed medically. I know that both my mom and grandmother used enemas as well and I am almost certain that my mom gives enemas to my father on a regular basis but that was kept very private from my sister and me.

I have never given my own children enemas and so far laxatives have never been needed as I run a pretty tight ship on them eating in a healthy way. They will have to discover enemas on their own if they so desire as I think today's society would think of them as child abuse. I never thought of it in that way but society standards seem to change with time. Denise

Denise

We all try to do weekly enemas here. But to answer the question no. I only got the one when I was nine. My sister got them at least once a month sometimes twice.

I really don't think that parents today give their children enemas...... Times have changed. I am living in a world that doesn't exist anymore. You can't even give your kids a swat on the ass. Some people would call it child abuse....

I really don't think that parents today give their children enemas...... Times have changed. I am living in a world that doesn't exist anymore. You can't even give your kids a swat on the ass. Some people would call it child abuse....

Enemas are very much out of favor but I know there are still parents who got them as kids and now do it to their children. I do think that it is much less than the golden age of enemas in the 50s and 60's but it still happens. My wife hates them and I didn't want them to get imprinted like I was so we never gave any of our 3 kids an enema

Googling "golden age of enemas" I found the early 1900's, as well as the 1920's and 30's mentioned. I'm sure those who grew up back then carried on the tradition well into the early 1960's... but by then the use of enemas began to be increasingly frowned upon by doctors, and so child who got enemas becoming parent who gave enemas faded away.