Constant Cravings

Whip and Ride Rodney? 😉

I'm going to call my husband, "Tanner". It's easier to type than "my husband" and it makes him the person that he is. 😃

Tanner and I just finished having a sex "session" with a butt plug in me. We started out with the missionary position where I was on my back and he entered me from above. We both felt the difference immediately, and actually I felt a little difference just having a butt plug in my ass and laying on my back. For some reason when I spread my legs wider with Tanner inside of me, it felt tighter for both of us. We decided that he would take a few strokes inside of me with my legs a little further apart after say 3 or 4 slow strokes. We did this with various increments of my legs spread apart.

Tanner said that he could feel a lot more pressure or tightness along the underside of his shaft when we were in the missionary position. I could feel the top side of his shaft or head pressed up more towards him. My clitorus seemed to be at a better angle, too, to feel him more. I don't know the scientific or anatomical terms or how to describe it and we got caught up with what we were doing and took us all the way there. 😉 Tanner said that he felt like he lasted a little longer but it may have been because were were going slowly and feeling with our bodies more. But both of us got to that point of no-return and just went with it and he did have just a little trouble ejaculating into me. We think maybe it was because we were putting pressure on the underside of his shaft and that may have obstructed his ejaulation. That's just a guess. From the best that I can tell from my old anatomy books, Tanner was feeling it a lot on his frenulum (?) but I'm not sure if that is accurate.

We took awhile to let Tanner "stoke up" and recover and a couple of hours later I had another enema, we did enemas on me before the first time, just to make sure it was all clear when we tried it and that it was only the butt plug that we felt. This second time with the butt plug in me, Tanner had me "doggy-style" on all fours. Tanner immediately felt it on the upper side of his cock and down towards the tip of his head, the glans (I looked it up 😉 ) and it was working his "sweet spot" pretty good. When he entered me from behind I was totally on my hands and knees. Then we had me go down to my elbows and knees for a few strokes. Tanner told me as we were doing it, that the pressure point went from behind the ridge of his glans to more towards the front. We then got me in the "frog" position and tried a few strokes that way and he told me that he was now feeling it back towards the ridge of his glans where it was when he first entered me on my hands and knees. Then we went with me "butt-up-boobs-down" and his strokes were really able to get a good angle on me and he told me that he could really feel it on his "sweet spot" and almost down to the tip when he was almost out and a little further behind his glans to maybe almost the middle of the top of his shaft when he was very deep in me.

By that time objectivity be damned we were fucking and loving it. 😉 For me, with the butt plug in, I liked it better taking him missionary style and he liked it better taking me boobs-down-butt-up. But this left us both a little sore because it was a tight fit with the butt plug in my ass, and we doubt we will do this all of the time. It was good for us both, and part of that was probably that we were taking our time and paying attention to our bodies and actually describing to each other what the other was feeling. We liked it and it will become a part of how we fuck sometimes, not all the times, in the future.

It was just fun. 😃

Quid pro quo. pls feel free to correct my spelling.just another old fart watching.

Done!

@Dahiana you've described what it feels like pretty good, and my husband and I have similar experience fucking me with a butt plug in me. Only you've described it better than I could and that first time I was a little sore the next day.

Like you @Dahiana fucking with a butt plug is nice once in a while but not all the time, or even every other time. Just keep experimenting and I wouldn't mind if you wrote more about yours and Tanner's experiments like you have here once you've tried them out. 😉

It's the scientist in me :-\\ that would like to read about your experiments but it is the pervert who will read them again and again. 😁 😁 😁 😈

Well, seems my husband had some hidden desires all along! 😈 😁 😎

This morning my husband, Tanner, basically woke me up asked me to give him an enema. This was before we usually get going to get the kids up, washed, fed, and off to school or day care. I'm thinking that he has an ulterior motive behind wanting me to give him an enema, like, say, a blow job, 😉 It was a little less than an hour before we would normally have to get up to get our little herd up and running and I had stayed up a little longer last night writing some things here. 😳

I didn't ask him if he was sure about the enema, and he didn't have to ask me twice. We've been keeping our enema bags hanging up in our master bedroom bathroom so that saved me some time. You know, get 'em before they change their mind. 😉 We also have put up a hook over our bed and he made a hanger into an extension that we can reach the hook and hang our bags from it. It puts the enema bag at about the right height over our bed so the water doesn't flow too fast, which was another thing going in my favor in case he changed his mind. 😉

We used to always sleep in the nude but after our first "became mobile" I will usually wear an extra large t-shirt without panties, and he will wear a t-shirt and tighty-whitey's. It saves us having to put something on in the middle of the night to check on the kids or get them a drink of water or whatever. But when I got back to our bed, he had his shorts off, with an erection 😉 (I knew this was what he was angling for 😉 ) and was on his side ready to get his enema. I put some KY on the douche nozzle and didn't waste any time putting it in his tight butt. 😄

So I asked him if there was anything else he had in mind when I laid down beside him and put my hand on his cock. 😃 He said he had to "fess up" to something and he was looking a little sheepish 🙄 and wasn't looking at me much, like he was trying to figure out what to say. Uh oh? 😧 He hem-hawed a little bit and then came right out and told me that these enemas weren't really that new to him.

Oh? 😮

Tanner told me that he likes putting things up his ass and has ever since he could remember. He said his mom, my mother-in-law, gave him a few enemas when he was a little kid and he liked them. She didn't give him that many but he told me that he liked the feeling and would sneak around and put pencils in his ass, some of his dad's old cigar holders, and later some of the plastic monojet syringe hypodermic containers. The bigger the better, told me, and for those of you who don't know, those containers would make (and do make) pretty good substitutes for a dildo. 😉 I know, I would "borrow" some of Dad's syringe containers for my own use after he was done with them and threw them away. I cleaned them up, put a condom on them, and gave myself a good time, just not in my butt, like Tanner said he did. 😉

Once Tanner started talking, a lot of things made sense to me. We live on farm land and although we don't farm, Tanner does a lot with agriculture related business. Things he told me that made me have an "aha" like the things he uses for filling batteries. I've seen bulb syringes in his shop that look a lot like bulb enema syringes that he told me he used to fill up battery cells. The one I usually saw on his work bench did have greasy paw prints all over it, but he told me he had one that he kept in his office in the shop that he sometimes used to give himself an enema. 😜 I'm listening to him and all the time I'm thinking, tell me more, tell me more! 😄

I wasn't freaking out, so he just kept telling me more about what he did to satisfy his "anal interest". Another thing I had seen in his shop was a length of tubing with a squeeze bulb in the middle. Yes, Tanner said that even thought those are supposed to be used for transferring fuel, he kept one that he used just for giving himself an enema. 😃 He told me he probably only snuck and enema maybe two or three times a year, but he was always putting things in his ass, like those vet syringe containers.

He told me that when he was younger he was worried that he was a "homo" and I asked him if he ever let a guy fuck him in his ass. NO! I asked him if he wanted a guy to fuck him in his ass. No hesitation, NO!

We finished his enema and I went down on him, and swallowed, 😃 and then got in the shower where I played with his cock and was looking at this big, wet, guy in a whole new way. 😉 A lot of what he told me this morning sounds a lot like what I've read here from men keeping secrets from their wives about liking things up their butt or enemas. I think I will keep my membership here and do some more reading. 😃

Right now, I'm going to meet Mom for lunch.

@Dahiana, I am familiar with the Monojet 140cc syringes with the catheter tip from a friend who used to raise lambs a long time ago. I've also seen porn movies where enemas are given with big glass piston syringes with what looks like catheter type tip. Did your husband ever try giving himself an enema with one of the 140cc piston syringes? Or was he only using the container they came in to put into his rectum?

And what you described as the in line bulb for fuel transfers, in the enema world those are called Higginson's syringes. I also know or have seen those battery fluid bulbs, too, and they do look like bulb enema syringes, but not nearly as pliable as a real bulb enema syringe.

How was your husband after he told you about his past interests?

@Ms_Lila

Did your husband ever try giving himself an enema with one of the 140cc piston syringes?

I don't know if he did or not. It was just good that he was telling me about what he did as a kid, and what he was doing before we started our own little exploration. We didn't have a lot of time this morning, and I wasn't going to stop his talking to ask a lot of questions because I REALLY wanted to hear ALL of what he was saying. He said he was going to show me where his "hiding places" were that he kept his stuff that he used and he said he would do that tonight.

What I'm going to ask him, or suggest, is that either he shows me how he does it on himself, or let me do it for him. 😃 In a lot of ways I think it would be pretty sexy if we also used his shop as a sort of place to go play with him. But at the same time if he wanted to keep that area for himself, I can understand that. We've been talking about that for most of the morning and he was worried I might think he was a pervert. I told him all he did was light my fire and imagination about him and how I had this seething sex pot in my bed all along. 😈

I definitely don't want to put him into a shell where he will clam up if I try to "over involve" myself with his own private times.

I definitely don't want to put him into a shell where he will clam up if I try to "over involve" myself with his own private times.

Dahiana, most guys here would walk over coals to get their wives involved with their enemas and anal play. Your husband using those things you told about are not unfamiliar with me. The fact that he wants to show you his hiding places for his gear means he would have to take you out there to do that. You might want to take some KY with you when he takes you out to his shop.

I might even suggest you go to the NAPA store, or Big R, or Walmart, or ACE Hardware, and pick up your own battery filler bulb and maybe even a fuel transfer vacuum pump and line of your own and take it with you out to his shop. That may be too stupid, but the idea is to keep the dialogue going between you two.

I'll shut up now and go back to lurking.

Cedar

@Cedar

That may be too stupid, but the idea is to keep the dialogue going between you two.

Yes, it does sound stupid. 😃 But I have time, and that is exactly what I'm going to do, it really does sound out there, doesn't it? 😜

I am going to do it. 😃

@Cedar

I'll shut up now and go back to lurking.

Please don't shut up, but you can quit lurking if you want. 😉

Unless this doesn't work and it backfires, then I'll blame you! 😁 😁

Not really, thank you @Cedar. 🌹

@Dahiana you have been given a great opening - no puns, no cutesy anything, but what your husband told you this morning was huge. 😃 Him asking you to give him an enema - also very huge, that was one of the things that told me I had Tom on the same page with me, when I gave him that first enema he asked for. 🌹 However - it took me 3 or 4 years just to get Tom to ask me to give him an enema, and you've done it in 3 WEEKS! 😈 🌹 😈 🌹

I hope you did what you said - and went to the hardware store to pick up your sex toys. 😉 I've been told - that a reciprocating saw has possibilities. 😉 I can't go down the tool aisle - without getting some pretty kinky ideas in my head, like, what could I do with a belt sander, or a Dremmel tool? 😁

Something else you might want to pick up - a couple gallon jugs of water, that KY, something to snack on, and maybe a little wine, too. Unless - you want to operate heavy machinery 😧 then, no.

Also - get a babysitter for the night, with an option for a late pickup the next day, or two. 😉

Have fun - he's taking you to his 'man cave' to show you his hiding places, I'm pretty sure you are going to get lucky. 😉 🌹

@Dahiana, I loved reading all your stories, especially the one where you lost your anal virginity. You've certainly fired up your sex life. I'd bet serious money that you and Tanner are about to discover a lot more fun new things to do together. I've got a lot of suggestions for things that Tanner might like, but I'll just wait to see what happens.

I’ve always been amused with men and their caves, and Tanner is no different than any other man, or so I thought. Tanner, husband, and I have been really going wild with our new found sex life and in turning around or getting out of the doldrums that we were in. One of the things we’ve been doing has been enemas and lots of them. I was on the receiving end of the enemas to the tune of about 10 to 1 and I never stopped to think about how Tanner seemed to be very much OK with giving me enemas, and me telling him that he would have to be getting his share, too.

I came to Zity.Biz mainly to snoop around and maybe pick up on some ideas as to how to spice up our sex life. I like to read a lot and there are some pretty awesome stories here that are some very good reading, or erotica, some fiction, some reality, some with humor, and a whole lot dealing with enemas. There are some couples here, too, that seem to be in the same boat as Tanner and me, and some who are a little further along, and some who are not as far along on the road to finding their kink.

There are pointers here for becoming an accomplished “cocksucker” and I am well on my way to becoming a very good one for my husband. 😉 There are posts here that tell you how to do anal, how to go down on a woman, recipes for enemas, some of them that will straighten out your colon the full length and then let it snap back into place, all in about a minute.

And for a little bit, my husband and I were concentrating on learning about enemas, sucking his cock, what kind of equipment to use, and what to do with the speculums and anoscope which we now have. All of that good stuff in becoming the world’s kinkiest couple, or at least on our little corner of the world.

All the while, he’s giving me enemas, I’m going down on him, and occasionally I got to give him an enema. He’s my idea of a strong, silent, type of guy, and my hero, and I am totally into him and really was all along, and he was into me, too, we were just too stupid to figure it out. When we would do enemas, either giving or getting from each other, or just me laying there having an enema, we got to talking about what and where we want to take this kink we are picking up.

Then I started noticing that Tanner wasn’t balking much or even hesitating when I figured it was time to even up the score and give him an enema. I love his tight, hairy, muscular man-butt, and it really is pretty erotic to see an enema tube buried between those butt cheeks of his and his cock getting hard, or already hard when I am putting the enema nozzle inside of his butt. And he was pretty willing for me to do that to him, and I was thinking because I was going to give him an “happy ending” and that is why he held still for them.

I can tell when he wants to tell me something or wants to say something, and ever since we got our enema bags, he’s always seemed like he wanted to say something. Well, the other night, Tanner up and asks me to give him an enema. I didn’t have to be asked even twice and I was off getting his bag ready, and it wasn’t hard to do because it was on the towel rack right next to mine.

His sexy, hairy, butt is right there and I’m lubing up the nozzle and then went to work on his tight little butthole and enjoying every minute of it. So was he. 😉 Then he hit me with something like, the fact that he’s been doing enemas almost as long as he can remember. Tanner is my age, 33, and as I’m putting the nozzle in his ass, I am thinking and then ask him just how long are we talking about? He tells me he’s been into enemas almost all of his life.

Both of us are stark naked on our bed, him with me giving him an enema, and be with my fingers toying with the nozzle in his ass, and mulling over the bit about what almost all of his life means. So he tells me, his mom, my ever loving mother-in-law, used to give him enemas when he was a kid. He hated them. He fought them, but he got them from her and when he got too big or mature, she stopped giving him enemas, and he suddenly realized he liked them. Sound familiar? It did to me.

If there’s one, there are a thousand posts just like my husband’s story about how people, mainly men, got into enemas. And by the third enema that night, I knew Tanner’s whole life story about him and his enemas. I was clueless as every other wife here, or the wives of 95% of the guys here, about their, our, husbands liking enemas. I’ve really known Tanner since about 4th grade or so, and he said that even back then he was into enemas and sneaking them whenever he could. All through grade school, middle high, high school, especially high school, Tanner was doing enemas, in his words, “like they were going out of style.”

I asked him if, when he got out of the hospital from being wounded and we got serious about our love, if he was doing enemas then? Every chance he got, he told me. I asked him about after we got married, and he said he has never stopped. I’m trying to think of any time I might have had a clue or if he would have said something about liking enemas, and there were a couple of times when I complained about being sluggish. He had told me “jokingly” that if I wanted to quite feeling like that and complaining about it, that I should take an enema. Naturally, I wrinkled up my nose and went “Ewww” just like any proper woman should do when talking about our ass and putting something in there. I totally missed that glint or something in his eye that would have told me he wasn’t really kidding about enemas.

But I didn’t, and so a little over 10 years into our marriage, I’m giving this big hunk of man an enema on our bed and hearing about this for the first time. I didn’t have a clue. But I was getting wet listening to him tell me about it, and I rolled him over and took his cock into my pussy and told him to tell me more, and that meant everything. 😉

My biggest questions were, where and when, did he do all of these enemas? He tells me out in the big shop in back, in his shop office area, as often as he could. He does spend a lot of time out in the shop, and some of those times was him doing enemas. With what? I never saw any enema bags out there, no bulb enema syringes, except for a thing he uses to fill up vehicle battery cells.

I was full of all sorts of questions and riding his cock and getting him right to the edge and then backing off so he would answer my questions. But then Tanner, who had an enema tube in his ass, rolled me over and fucked me silly. He is a powerful man, and there was no way I was going to stop him from fucking me, and I never even considered it in the first place. He just fucked me raw and sent me out of my skull. The enema in his ass did have a very positive effect on him.

I’m laying there under this huge man after his cock pumped me full of his cum while he finished up his enema and we tried to catch our breath. Tanner fucked me extra hard then and both of my legs were numb when he got up to get rid of his third enema.

When he got back, I rolled over on my side to face him, and if he was going to worry about my reaction to what he had told me during his enemas and our fucking, he didn’t have to. All I did was ask him, so where in the hell do you keep all of this stuff?

For another enema he would tell me, and for now, I will stop here.

Dahiana,

Let me help you with a little something ... I've been into enemas since early childhood and I am totally heterosexual. I've never had the first twinge to have sex with another guy -- ever. That said, I am so anal-erotic its ridiculous. Trust me, I'm a man's man ... football in high school and college ... yet adore the nozzle and bag. Many stories and great memories and of the hundreds of enemas, there have been just as many orgasms.

About 20 years ago I fell in step with an ob-gyn nurse who is the most uninhibited person I have ever known. She's gorgeous, cute and very sexual. One day she coaxed me to get on my hands and knees to "examine" my prostate with a gloved finger. Then she massaged my prostate. Then she milked my cock like a cow's udder. The first orgasm about gave me a heart attack. That same night I tried for a second heart attack. It was incredible.

Soon thereafter, we were playing the prostate game when a "larger finger" entered my bottom. It was my first dildo. Mind you, I am straighter than a string but I was immediately hooked on strap-ons. I collect enema equipment, relishing different nozzles and bags. No Fleet's for me ... I want the whole deal. Subsequently, I now have five different strap-ons and four different probes, for lack of a better word. The women I have dated know I enjoy having my bottom aroused. They also know, or are introduced, to the same joy.

I am even a member of a small group of women (4) who gather for enemas and dildos... as the only guy it's tough but somebody has to do it. (I have always taken one for my teammates)

What I am telling you is that there is a huge world out there awaiting any man wishing to almost have a heart attack and, trust me on this, when he finally goes to sleep I can attest he'll be "a quart low." His prostate will take three days to recover.

I know what I am talking about.

Dahiana, if you want to know about becoming a good "cocksucker", then you might want to read that GIbby wrote here:

https://www.zity.biz/index.php?mx=forum;ox=display;msg=615983

for the best description of sucking a man's cock that I have read in a long time.

Also, Dahiana, if you want to get some good pointers on giving a handjob, then you will want to read SwitchableSusie's

https://www.zity.biz/index.php?mx=forum;ox=display;msg=616628

Lora brings it all together for me when she serves it up with an enema and a lot of TLC. 🌹

I see that there is the possibility that you will be writing about your husband's man-cave. It will be interesting t hear how he has it all set up.

@Cedar, thank you! BOTH of those posts were fantastic and very well written. I'm sort of doing some of that now, from either of those posts, one from @SwitchableSusie and the other from @Gibby. I like their style and I have been getting some pretty good advice from my Mom as to how to make a guy happy when I go down on him. She also recommends a lot of TLC and that it helps to pace yourself to make it last as long as possible. She also said it really depends on the "goal" of the moment, whether you just want to get him off fast or "edge" him along. 😉

Those were good reads @Cedar, thank you. 😃

Tanner’s man cave is a place where I’ve been hundreds of times and didn’t think anything about it. For all intents and purposes it was just a little office area at the back of the shop where he did his paperwork, kept his manuals, the phone was back there, and he had a TV so he could watch some sports if he was doing work out in the shop. We had a pretty good sex life, we’ve had this shop and his office ever since we were married, had our kids, and went on with our lives.

When Tanner told me that he had been doing enemas all of his life and sneaking them on the side, I should have been freaked out. Far from it, because he and I were getting into our own ass-play in a major way and it involved our using enemas, and lots of them. Also, I found this place and had been doing a lot of reading and poking around in other people’s business here and I was in the right frame of mind to find this out about Tanner. Sure, I was surprised, but like I said, he isn’t the only one, even though he has told me he kept quiet about it because he thought no one else did what he did and that he was a pervert.

I told Tanner that he sure was a pervert but that he wasn’t the only one, and I told him this when he was toying with that douche nozzle in my ass while he was giving me an enema. So that went pretty good, and he told me about how he had set it up. He said that he would take me out to the shop and show me, just not that night. No, it wasn’t that night because he waited for me to empty out that enema he had been giving me and fucked me in my ass.

Tanner and I went to do whatever it was we needed to do, and I took the advice of someone here and went to the local equivalent of the Ace Hardware store and went over to the “Automotive Ass And Accessories” section. I found the bulb battery filler and the fuel transfer hand vacuum pump that even had some tubing for it. The battery filler looks a lot like the bulb enema syringes I’ve seen here and the little bulb fuel vacuum transfer thing looked familiar, too. All I had to do was wait for night or evening to roll around and to bribe my Mom to do some babysitting that weekend, this past weekend.

I wasn’t buying that stuff for Tanner, I wanted to try it out to see what or how it worked, and when I got home I cleaned the hell out of it. There is, or was, a pretty bad rubber smell with both of the items and that bulb battery filler seemed pretty stiff and the “nozzle” had a few rough edges on it that would need to be smoothed down. I told Tanner that Mom would be taking the kids for as long as we wanted and he was home not too much longer after that.

I won’t lie, I had been obsessing about Tanner’s man cave and I went out to the shop while the goodies I bought were soaking in the sink. I looked all over that place and didn’t see one hint of any type of enema equipment, sex toys, or even old Penthouse magazines, or porn DVD’s, anywhere in his little office space. Little? Not really, it’s about 15’x30’ and he did have a padded lid on a box that was long enough for him to lay down on with lockers on either end for his coveralls and winter coats and things, boots, gloves, whatever. But no little safe with all of his goodies, but there was a couple of nails or pegs above the padded box where he could have hung an enema bag. And yes, his office is plumbed and has AC and heat with a shower and stool.

It is also in need of a pretty good cleaning and there were boot tracks all over the floor where he would step in some grease or oil and track it in. But really it was pretty clean. I heard his vehicle drive up and the door to the bay area opened up and he filled the doorway with his hulking size that I love and he met me about half way in work bay area.

He wanted to know if I was snooping and I told him I sure as hell was. 😉 Then he told me that he had a new rule I would need to follow since he was about to tell me, and show me, his little “sanctuary” or “bastion” and let me in on his secret life. He sounded about half-serious and all-nervous, probably because I pretty much don’t put up with shit like being told what to do or that I had to follow some rules. But this giant guy, my guy, was about to let me in on something ultra-secret about his life, and I wasn’t going to give him any problems. I just asked him what the rule was and nothing more.

I could see that he was thinking that I was being too easy and wondered when I would be going off. I asked him again, what is it? There was a pause between us that lasted for forever, and I had the good sense, this time, to keep my smart-assed mouth shut, because this man had a secret that as probably well over 25 years old, about a part of his life I, or anybody, didn’t know existed. And I, his friend for at least that long, and wife for over 10 years, was the only one who he even mentioned this part of him to.

Finally he told me that I had to be completely naked when he showed me his stuff. I knew why he wanted me that way. I got it. I totally got it. All I asked was that I could put my shoes back on and I stashed all of my clothes in the cab of a truck he had been working on. I was naked.

He took a deep breath and I followed him back to his office. He went in the door and went to one of the wall lockers by his padded box lid / bed, and opened it up. In the corner under a pile of shop rags, and old pair of jeans, and some tow-rope, was an orange plastic tool box. Tanner hauled that out and set it up on the counter and opened it up. And there, sure enough, was one of those battery filler bulbs and a vacuum fuel transfer bulb pump spliced in between two lengths of black rubber tubing. There were also a couple of ball point ink pens, some hand wipes and sanitizer, hand cream, a couple of 140cc syringes with the hard plastic cases you can get for veterinary supplies for cattle, and some latex gloves. There was also a bottle of rubbing alcohol and some cotton balls and Q-tips.

The only reason I knew what I was looking at right then, was because I was specifically looking for just this kind of stuff, and I was standing there naked looking into this tool box. He just stepped aside and let me look to my heart’s content and I looked every single thing over, and didn’t see any sign as to it being used in anyway not intended.

He was watching my face like a hawk, and if I had even showed the slightest sign of disgust, or thought it was funny, or one of those “WTF?” looks, it would have broken his heart or pissed him off, or both. If that was what he had been looking for, then it sure wasn’t there. If it had been a month or so ago, then maybe I might have had a different reaction. For sure I wouldn’t have just stripped naked and followed him to wherever without wanting to know why. It’s just how I roll. 😉

Tanner did have an enema bag in that locker, but it was hanging up behind a panel in the back of the wall locker. It was just one of those red, regular, combination hot water bottle and douche/enema bag, that looks like it holds 2 quarts. But you really had to know where to look to see that little panel and I was expecting some more things back there.

And I was right about the peg over the padded bench being just right to hang an enema bag. Tanner told me that he does most of his enemas with the enema bag because that bulb battery filler was too stiff and it was awkward for him to reach around behind him and put it in. He said it would leak a lot and was just basically not the best way to give himself an enema. He also said that the vacuum fuel transfer bulb worked pretty good overall, but he liked the bag the best. He liked using the douche nozzle but would use the little enema nozzle sometimes just for a different feeling.

I was asking Tanner about the bulb battery filler and if he would like it better if he just had to lay there and get the enema and not have to do any of the work? Oh yeah, I wanted to give that a try for sure. 😄 And then there was fuel pump, that’s what I’m calling it, and I wondered if he would feel better about it if someone, ME, was using it to give him an enema. I loved the look of relief on his face when I started talking about giving him enemas and asking him questions, always with the questions. 😉

Then I remembered that I had some of my own stuff from the “Automotive Ass And Accessories” section soaking in the sink in the house. I asked him if he wanted to go with me to get it and bring it out here and try it on me. I didn’t bother with the damned clothes and we even held hands when we walked through the service bay and across the back yard and into the house.

I’ll write about all of that later, but this is a lot longer than I intended. One thing, though, and that is that Tanner and I both agree that we need to pace ourselves a lot better than we have been. That’s easier said than done because it is a lot of fun, especially finding out that the “Automotive Ass And Accessories” section was another possibility when purchasing sex toys. I could have saved some money by just getting a “trouble light” instead of an otoscope when we get around to using our speculums.

All we would have to do is hang the trouble light off one of my nipples, or knees, or even my clit, and be able to look up in there when we use those speculums. 😉

I'm sorry for the long post below, but I needed to get that off of my chest about Tanner and me. 😃 I'll write more about what we did in Tanner's Man Cave sometime soon, but one of my professors in college told me that, "the mind can only absorb what the ass can stand." 😉 That's why I probably I am not going to to for a doctorate anytime soon.

Dahiana 😃

@Dahiana

"the mind can only absorb what the ass can stand."

I loved reading your posts ... 😃 Can you tell us about the ... 'battery filler' and the 'fuel transfer' ... enemas? Did you give Tanner enemas ... with his toys and how did he like receiving them from you? Did you try enemas with the things you bought ... from the hardware store ... “Automotive Ass And Accessories” ...?

I like your style ... especially in how you dealt with Tanner when he told you he likes enemas. 🌹

@gibby

I like your style ... especially in how you dealt with Tanner when he told you he likes enemas. 🌹

I really am liking giving Tanner enemas and going down on him, and his showing me his "man cave" secret stash of improvised enema stuff was pretty special for me. It was special for both of us and we talked a lot about how he got into enemas and that he was glad his secret was out.

But to get to the nitty-gritty of the “Automotive Ass Accessories”, I have to say that they were fun to try. Since I wrote about that and when we played with what he had, I got some real medical grade enema bulb syringes and we've been using them. The battery filler bulbs did have very nice long nozzles on them, and his had been used fairly often and was several years old, maybe 10 or 15 years old. Tanner used a lot of Vaseline when he would give himself enemas over the years but I'm a fan of KY or System JO H2O. I suppose that Vaseline lasts longer from a lube standpoint when doing multiple insertions, but I worry about what happens to the skin and clogging up the pores. It also seems to be harder to clean off of my skin, too, and for that reason I've never used anything but KY on my toys because I can clean them better.

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Tanner is a big man and when I watched him giving himself an enema with the battery filler bulb, even with his long arms, he had trouble reaching around behind and inserting the nozzle all of the way into him. He did, though, but it looked awkward and the bulb is pretty stiff but no problem for him to squeeze the water from it into his ass. The problem was that he wasn't always able to keep the bulb all of the way compressed when he pulled it out of his ass and I could hear some water being sucked back into the bulb. I watched him do that three times and I really wanted to do that for him. 😉 Tanner didn't squawk when I offered to take over and it was really fun to do. 😃 The thing he used for holding the water for his enemas and the battery filler bulb was one of those old Blue Bunny two gallon plastic tubs and he would just fill it with plain tap water.

It did work pretty good, all-in-all, but the nozzle was pretty long for this one, about 8 inches, I'm guessing. When Tanner was doing it by himself, he wasn't able to get it all of the way in, but when I took over I was able to get it it pretty deep in him to the point where it felt like I was meeting some resistance. Tanner and I decided to stop at that point and that is when I would squeeze the bulb of water into him and then keep it squeezed as I pulled it out. We are guessing that we got almost 2 quarts in him this way, but it was not that easy and I really don't know how he did it by himself all these years. That first time was with him laying on his left side which was OK, but there really wasn't a lot of access to his cock with him in that position. He was erect. 😉

While he was getting rid of that enema, got him set up for another with the BFB (battery filler bulb). This time we had him in the knee-chest position or something close to it, and I was able to get the nozzle a little deeper into him but we stopped when it felt like I was hitting something. This time I did get a full 2 quarts into him and maybe a little more, and for that last fill, I put the BFB into his ass and didn't compress the bulb and laid underneath him between his legs, like you would in those porn pictures we have been looking at where the guy "face fucks" the girl. If I had been thinking I would have got into the "69" position so that I could look up at the bulb in his ass when I sucked him off. But this was a very quick blow job because he was already emitting some pre-cum from his cock when I finally took him into my mouth. He told me afterwards, that when he ejaculated 😃 (I love that word) into my mouth, it was very strange to have that long nozzle in his ass and him bearing down on it when he was ejaculating and the nozzle was a little uncomfortable when he did.

I'll write about the fuel transfer pump (FTP) in a few. 😉

With me filling the bulb, it took both of my hands because the bulb just is not that pliable or flexible.

Dahiana, I think you and your husband, Tanner, are going to be getting along fine. Him opening up to you about his likes of enemas was the biggest hurdle.

I'll be looking forward to reading about the FTP.

I'll just go ahead and wrap this little bit up about the BFB and the FTP with both Tanner and me. It was great giving Tanner enemas with the battery filler bulb, but it was hard to handle for me and I was a little leery of putting the nozzle all of the way into him. It was the same way with me when Tanner used the one I bought to try out. But first he had to smooth down the nozzle and make it a little less sharp at the end. I loved the feel of him putting it in my ass and he said there was about an inch or inch and a half that he couldn't get all of the way in because we felt some resistance.

As enemas go, as far as my experience is concerned, this wasn't a half bad way to get one. 😃 I loved his big callused hands parting my butt cheeks and then slipping in that nozzle and going slowly. Him going slowly allowed me to feel it, and it was a little less polished than the enema or douche nozzles that came with our bags. That means that I felt the whole length of the nozzle going into me and I would tighten up a little just to feel it even better. So even though the bulb enema syringes we no have are more pliable, I think I want to keep "my BFB" out here in the garage/shop for some occasional play. 😉

Tanner wanted to try my fuel transfer pump out on me first, but I had forgot to bring out a nozzle for it, so I thought that was it for that, or having to put the tube in my ass without a nozzle. Noooooo. 😉 You guys are pretty ingenious at improvising things, and Tanner just took a regular ball point pen and took it apart. He used the barrel end to literally screw it into one end of the tube after he put the whole thing together. It has a one way valve and we ran a lot of water and dish soap through it to clean it out before even putting it into my butt. 😉 But I was amazed at how well that ballpoint pen barrel did as an enema nozzle. Tanner had the same set up with his 'kit'.

When it was time for Tanner to give me an enema with the FTP, I was totally impressed with how well it did. 😄 😄 😄 I could feel every "spurt" when he pumped the bulb and shot the water into my ass. I liked this way of getting an enema almost from the first and I could see why Tanner liked the FTP, too. All I have to do is get a 2 gallon tub of Blue Bunny Neopolitan Ice Cream and finish off the ice cream so we can put that out in the garage/shop for me to use when we go play out there.

The verdict on the BFB is, it's OK, :-\\ but not the best way to give yourself an enema, I liked the nozzle texture, but the bulb left something to be desired. Still, it was an OK way to have an enema given to me, just not a solo endeavor. Likewise, I liked giving Tanner an enema with the BFB, and he agrees that it isn't the best way for giving them to himself.

BUT the verdict on the FTP is that it is great for giving or getting an enema, as a gift or solo. I give it three roses 🌹 🌹 🌹 We have looked at the Higginson syringes and they do look nice and sexy, I've got to say that Tanner's way of improvising his and then my FTP enema "kits" is going to be hard to beat, so we are sticking with the "homemade" deal. 😉 😃

Dahiana, I think you and Tanner are going to have fun giving each other "tune-ups" in the garage. I just thought of that one today and almost broke my arm patting myself on the back.

I've been reading quite a few posts similar to the thread started here; https://www.zity.biz/index.php?mx=forum;ox=display;msg=267331

If I didn't know better I would almost guess that it was my husband, Tanner, who had written a few of them because they sound almost exactly what I imagine he could have been going through. For all intents and purposes Tanner had been keeping his secret for over 25 years which is as long as I have known him. I never suspected a thing and never knew what klismaphilia was or that Tanner might be a klismaphile. I've been looking and reading a lot of articles from therapists, doctors, scientists, and all sorts of professionals who have more letters after their names than the alphabet.

There are articles on "symptoms" of klismaphilia, ways to "treat" it, how it came to be in the first place, the three types of klismaphiles, Type A, Type B, and Type C. I'm reading all of this and it makes Tanner sound like some sort of closet sex freak or something and that I lived with a ticking time-bomb ready to go off at any moment. There are all sorts of studies, articles, and things out there that say or seem to say, that anyone who needs or likes enemas with their sex play has some sort of mental problem. That even liking enemas is strange and freaky.

And to be really honest, I never even really considered or thought about enemas much if at all because it just never was a topic that was brought up. Until I began snooping around, and it had nothing to do with Tanner, enemas and sex just weren't in the same sentence with me. All I knew about enemas was that it had to do with something that involved putting water up your ass if you were sick or constipated.

This post could get real long I could post "point-counterpoint" all through here while I try to express what I am learning about me, my husband Tanner, his secret, the way it played on him all through his life, and what brought me here. I could walk you through all of the nuances, trials, and tribulations, of self-discovery, and try to debunk all of the doctors, professionals, therapists, with all their data and charts and fancy words.

What a crock of shit!

If you like having water squirt up your ass, or if you like someone squirting water up your ass, or if you like squirting water up their ass, and either watching it happen, or being watched while it happens, and if you end up fucking and having an orgasm, so?

I love to fuck my husband. Do I need to see a shrink to find out why? Apparently not, because that is something the psychiatrists and other jerks say is OK for me to do. Gee, thank you for that. But it has to be missionary, or the pope or some priest or reverend or televangilst will say that you are sinning, so just do missionary.

But when I'm fucking my husband and it happens to involve enemas, or handcuffs, or stuff bought at a auto-parts store, or a "Little Bo-Peep" outfit, then we are depraved and/or doomed to hell. And if I want to return to my sanity, or save my soul, all I have to do is fork over tons of money to some quack shrink or limp-dick preacher, so that I can feel good about myself again.

In the meantime, a decent guy, Tanner, feels guilty and perverted because he likes enemas and thinks he has to keep that 'deep dark secret' for most of his life because it isn't "normal". Of course it didn't help with Tanner having a wife who didn't think to ask him what made him feel good and could I watch? 😉

So in all probable reality, I may be telling Tanner to get his ass naked while I give him enemas until I get tired of giving him enemas, and I will suck on his cock until he is almost there, and then 😈 ask him if he knows what "pegging" is? I have an idea of what it is but I'm going to become an expert on the subject and Tanner and I will see just how much of a "butt slut" he really is. 😉

Religion and psychotherapy, what a crock of shit.

@Dahiana

Religion and psychotherapy, what a crock of shit.

I'll have to second that and I agree that most religions and mental therapy people are in it to make money.

My husband and I have made an agreement that if either one of us wants to try anything that we just have to ask. Just that little agreement has made the world of difference for both of us. 😉

Dahiana, that is probably the best gift you could have given your husband and yourself. I think that both of you will find that the sky's the limit.

It is that communication that makes it work. It has to be both ways. That is something that not all of us have.

I liked your post, Dahiana. 🌹

I've been following the "Sneaking Enemas As A Kid" and I've learned a lot there. But now my husband and I are experimenting with something called "MedFet" and I have to say that the possibilities are endless with this! 😄

I've read about some pretty detailed and involved scenarios and set ups for medfet here and I can see why. 😉 I got a set of speculums a couple of weeks ago and my husband and I have been playing around with them. As of right now we haven't really setup or created scenarios where we are in a doctor's office or something like that, but just from what we've been doing, I can see the possibilities in making this into something to play with.

We dug out our old college books and especially the biology and physiology and anatomy books just to see if I have all the parts that I am supposed to have. 😉 I do. 😄 But there is something pretty wild about having my husband slip that speculum into my vagina and spreading me open so that we can both have a good look inside of me. 😃 I've been to the gynecologist like every other woman on the planet and put my feet up in the stirrups and moved my ass down to the edge while everybody in the world parades through and has a look up inside of me, taking a swab, doing this and doing that and then I'm done for another year. It's all about as sexy and washing dishes or doing laundry. There's not a moment or twinge of sexual feelings for me during these times.

The only thing sexual about that annual exam is, yes that's where Tanner's cock goes, (which come to think of it, may apply to my dental appointments 😉 ) and that's where I gave birth to my two kids. Other than that, feeling sexy? No.

But it's a little different when I am resting my legs over the tops of my husband's shoulders while he slips the speculum into my pussy and opens me to really look around inside. I also get to look around in there too, a lot more than at the gyno. And I have to say that I have a very fascinating pussy to look at and in. 😉 😁 😁 😁 When it's just Tanner and me having a look inside of my pussy, it is absolutely something sexual and more that I don't really know how to describe yet.

I have learned that Tanner is very good at disguising things from learning about his enema secret, so we are thinking about a way to turn his garage man-cave into a place where we can maybe get into some medfet play. I can just see me now laying on one of his work benches, legs spread and propped up on a couple of tool boxes, a trouble light suspended between my legs as he spreads my pussy with the speculum, and feeling anxious when he starts messing around with an air-impact wrench. 😧 😮

Let the fun begin! 😁 😁 😁

I've been following the "Sneaking Enemas As A Kid" and I've learned a lot there. But now my husband and I are experimenting with something called "MedFet" and I have to say that the possibilities are endless with this! 😄

I've read about some pretty detailed and involved scenarios and set ups for medfet here and I can see why. 😉 I got a set of speculums a couple of weeks ago and my husband and I have been playing around with them. As of right now we haven't really setup or created scenarios where we are in a doctor's office or something like that, but just from what we've been doing, I can see the possibilities in making this into something to play with.

We dug out our old college books and especially the biology and physiology and anatomy books just to see if I have all the parts that I am supposed to have. 😉 I do. 😄 But there is something pretty wild about having my husband slip that speculum into my vagina and spreading me open so that we can both have a good look inside of me. 😃

Let the fun begin! 😁 😁 😁

Yes @Dahiana you are finding out what I have been enjoying for a long time now. It is fun to do it a few times just like that but I like to use my imagination and I have got a few characters that I like to play when my husband gives me play exams. So some times I am a shy patient, or maybe I am a flirty one who gives the doctor a "hard" time. 😜 lol

@Amethyst

Yes @Dahiana you are finding out what I have been enjoying for a long time now. It is fun to do it a few times just like that but I like to use my imagination and I have got a few characters that I like to play when my husband gives me play exams. So some times I am a shy patient, or maybe I am a flirty one who gives the doctor a "hard" time. lol

I think I am going to love getting into this. I hadn't thought about the "role play" but there is that possibility and opportunity to do that.

Although, Tanner, got a laugh out of my describing the "tool box" and the trouble light scenario. He thought maybe we could play "mechanic" and he could check under my hood and "tune me up". 😈 Oh, BTW, he now knows where my "clit hood" is and a few other things. 😉 The only problem is that his hands are a little dry and cracked so we need to get him some extra large latex gloves. 😉

It's been a hectic past few weeks and my husband and I have not been able to spend the time together that we want to. I have a lot to say and a lot has happened in the past few weeks. The most important is getting to know my husband on a whole different level than I ever knew existed in him before. I was able to gain some very valuable insight into his love of enemas at a very young age and how he would indulge himself and satisfy that need he felt.

It's a whole new ball game with him and me since he "outed" himself and his enema use. We are going to seriously explore play exams with each other and have invested in some Collins speculums. He is even building a very decent replica of an examination table in our shop area. Actually it's "HIS" shop / man cave, but we are turning it into our very own sex play room. We just have to be able to disguise some things because he actually does work on machinery and things in the shop. 🙄

And I have to say that I am seeing a lot more possible uses for some of his tools he keeps there. 😉 I mean, that reciprocating saw of his has some very good possibilities and could be put to some other uses other than cutting through pipe. 😈 And talk about MAKITA! The drills, the sanders, the everything, has so many possibilities! 😁 😁 😁 😁

There are some that even Tanner hasn't thought about! Yeah, this girls going to teach that bad boy how to tune me up. 😉

Then there is photoshop. 😈 We are going to try our had and creating, from totally random pictures for the internet, things that we think are erotic. Some of those I am going to post here but only in B&W. I like the classic feel of B&W and so does Tanner.

I will write more later and in particular about what I am learning about Tanner and his enemas. I've found the key to exploring what makes him tick.

Later!