An unique enema

When I was 12 my Mother would often go and visit with her sister in law (Sue) and take me along. On one occassion, Sue had mentioned that she wanted to learn about enemas because growing up her household did not use them.

My Mother responded that she gave me an enema once a week and if Sue had a bag, she would give me one for Sue to watch and learn how. My parents were very strict and you simply did not question nor disobey Dad or Mom, so Mom took me up the bathroom and prepared everything. How how vividly I remember it all! Two armless chairs were placed next to each other but facing each other. My Mother prepared the water soultion and then removed all of my clothes. Then, they both took a seat next to each other but also facing each other. Mom directed me to lay across both of their laps with my bottom across her lap. Mom then proceeded to lubricate my anus, insert the tube, and begin to fill me with the water solution all the while verbally explaining the process to my Aunt Sue.

After I had "held it" for an adequate amount of time, I was allowed to "go potty" in private. When I returned for the second filling I was reversed with my bottom now across my Aunt's lap and my upper body across my Mother's lap. My Mother instructed and guided my Aunt through he procedure and needless to say, I was embarrassed beyond description. However, Aunt Sue learned her enema giving skills from my Mother and the practical part on my butt! Except for a very select few people, I have not openly shared this experience but I thought the readers here would enjoy reading about it.

Ray

Quite an experience for a 12 year old. No question of that being a memory that will last a lifetime.

Yeah, some memory! I imagine that a "two ladies taking charge" thing might probably be big with your libido as well.

It would be for me, JohnnyCee. It would be a re-enactment of some of my childhood enemas. Only, I would probably be older than the ladies taking charge. LOL

When I was a child I was given enemas by both my aunt and my mom at first it bothered me but then I got used to it and whenever I was constipated or feeling lethargic I knew that I would receive an enema from one or the other.

The only time that I received an enema from both of them was when I was very young and resisted and fussed that is when my mom would give me the enema and my aunt would hold me down until the ordeal was over.

When I turned 9 or 10 I stoped resisting and tolerated the enema just to get it over with and that is when I would get one from either my mom or my aunt if mom was busy with other things. They both were very gentle and tried to make the process as comfortable as possible when they were giving me the enema. They never got mad or yelled even when on occassion I had an accident and could not hold the enema in and I prematurely expelled part of the solution. The enema was on those rare occassions repeated.

I was given enemas from a bulb syringe by my Mom and aunt. One would hold my legs up while the other gave me the enema. They would switch and it didn't seem to matter to them who did which.

Funny how that would be considered sexual abuse today.... Not sure that's a good thing. It seems these days you can't even touch your own child without someone screaming a sexually related accusation.

My mom had a friend in the neighborhood who worked as a nurse in the pediatric ward of a hospital. She advised my mom about the enemas and also got the equipment like bulbs, bags, nozzles and the like.

The unpleasant thing for me was that their "consultation" also extended to the practical. It was to be understood that new things such as a new colon rubber tube were tried out on me together with mom.

In retrospect, I felt like a crash test dummy...