Rubber,latex,plastic,vinyl and enemas

Always was addicted to rubber in combination with the suppository and the bulb enema. mother gave with her brown rubber-apron sometimes but always on red rubber sheet, later rubber-bag enemas on a completed covered bed, white rubber and remember those large white rubber-aprons (mostly female nurses) reaching by walking to the floor, in hospital, any talk possible with rubber and enema-loving women or men? any comments??

Growing up the scent of the rubber mixed with the soapy water is what took me over the edge. I now have a real fetish for my mother used a rubber sheet and always used a big red enema bag with black nozzle now I love women of all ages dressed in rubber black, red or white and all kinds of big rubber enema bags as well as big nozzles.

My mother had a Red Rubber Apron she wore along with rubber gloves when she gave my sister and I Enemas she would have you lay on her lap while you got your full enema she would have her feet inside the bath tub. That was in case you couldn't hold the enema the enema that was expelled on her rubber apron would go down the drain.My sister had trouble holding her enemas and would be expelling small balls of feces my mother would be saying hold it hold it.My mother would give us 3 enemas in a row.

Ah memories! My mom wore a plastic apron. When she cleaned she wore red unlined rubber gloves. Then there were those plastic shower caps and rubber bathing caps. Those were the days...

What goes inside me is always plastic anyway.. I have the bag hung at a height I could not possibly reache and stay in position, so what substance it's made of it not really so important.

Also prefer the old fashioned rubber fountain syringes or the hot water bottle syringes. a bulging bag or syringe really turns me on ,especially if it is awhite one! speaking of rubber, my grandmas white rubber-soled nurses shoes and her white nurse stockins and white nurse uniform are things that I miss most about "the good old days".

I wasn't lucky enough to have been given enemas as a child, I certainly could have done with a few as I suffered terribly from constipation. Therefore I missed the early days of rubber equipment and the joys of the smell and texture of it. I can certainly see the attraction because it takes one back to those days of nurses in their crisp uniforms protected by rubber aprons and rubber sheets on the bed. It is hardly surprising that children became imprinted with these memories that stay with them for life. On the down side, being a natural material, latex doesn't last, as I know from my first red rubber Higson syringe which has just started to go sticky and perish.. It will, of course be buried with full military honours for the years of loyal service it has given.

My mom would always threaten me with an enema if I didn't visit the bathroom by the end of the day. One day I didn't do it, and she told me to go to bed and take off my pants and underwear. Soon she came to my bedroom with a large pan of water. A red bulb was floating in the water along with some soap suds. Mom then put a big towel under my butt and made me lie on my back with my legs straight up. She picked up the bulb and I saw the tip coming out of it; it was kind of long and curved. Then she put it into me and squeezed hard; seemed to enjoy it. She squirted it in so fast that I had to moan and move around some. After several of these, mom had filled me up. I let out a yell and then she stopped. She made me lay there for a few minutes and then let me go to the bathroom. I couldn't even straighten up. I have to admit that after I let it all out I felt good. I didn't know then, but I was hooked on enemas.

I think the fee3l of rubber and smell of it really brings back enema memories as the rubber sheets are used to protect the bed.

I love the feel and smell of latex. A rubber enema bag smells so erotic and latex clothing is such a turn on too.

My mother wore plastic aprons. Sometime she was wearing a girdle or there was some drying on the rack in the bub! Then there were th shower caps by the shower. Gee, I wonder how got imprinted LOL

I used to sneak into the bathroom my mother would have the enema bag hanging in the bathtub along with her Red Rubber Apron i would sneak over and pee on her apron and let it dry the smell of pee and rubber is pure heaven as I got older I would cum on it also. I used to take enemas when everyone was out also..............

The enemas i received from my grandmother were given on the special table she had taht was covered with a fed rubber sheet. The pillow that i had to lay over was also covered with a red pillow case. Years later when i would receive enemas from the nurse that i would vist for enema sessions she would be dress in a rubber apron and wearing black rubber gloves. I was given the enemas on the rubber covered exam table with my legs in the stirrups. During some sessions i would wear rubber clothing stockings, a open crotch rubber girdle, with a rubber hospital gown over the girdle for me these were very instense enema sessions.

I'm more concerned about how the enema behaves inside me than I am in what substance the bag is made of.

I do like wearing leather.

There were no rubber aprons or sheets in our house, but I can still vaguely recall the pleasurable smell of rubber from the family fountain syringe hanging in the bathroom. I know that in my teen years I could not resist having a good solo enema/masturbation session when I smelled that distinctive odor. I could tell from the smell, before even seeing the hanging equipment, that either someone recently had an enema or mom was getting things ready for later.

I love the memories, but the only rubber item I use today is a late-model 8 oz bulb. Silicone is the way I roll now.

My mother wore a rubber girdle a lot and I can remember being over her knees and squirming on the rubber as I got an enema as a young child. As I grew older I was required to get in the knee - chest position on a bed which was covered with a rubber sheet. Just the scent of the rubber, water, ivory soap mixture in the room got me hard which was quite an embarrassment.

Latex is a type of rubber. Vinyl is a type of plastic.

Sounds great wish I could find someone to give me one dressed in one.

I took one of my mothers girdles and would lube up my tool and rub one off into it.