I remember 30 years or so ago, maybe longer, I had been after my wife to make me take 4… 2 quart bags of water at once. I know she thought I was crazy.. cause she kept putting me off.
Then, I took her on a second honeymoon in the
Smoky Mountains where I rented a rustic cabin.
Anyway, the first day, we: 1) messed around a bit (Sexually). 2) Went on a few walks enjoying the scenery; and 3) had a very romantic supper.
The next day, I don’t know what possessed her, she got up out of bed, reached in the closet and took a bag with her into the large bathroom.
I, in the meantime, got up, went into the kitchen and made us both cups of coffee. I sat down on the coach and turned on the television.
Wife came out of the bathroom, poured her a cup of coffee, and joined me on the couch.
We drank our coffee and smooched a little. Finally, she got up and went back into the bathroom. I heard water running, but thought nothing about it. I just figured that she was getting ready for the day… she was..
A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom and walked right in front of me and over to the refrigerator where she got a bowl full of ice cubes… these Ice cubes had a quarter moon shape each.
After obtaining the ice, she came over to me, leaned down and gave me another smooch and reached for my hand which I gave her. She pulled me up and led me into the cabin’s large bathroom.
Upon entering, I couldn’t believe my eyes… hanging on the two towel racks were 4 .. 2 quart fountain syringes.. soap bubbles were above each of the bag’s rims. Wife had also prepared a pallet for me on the floor too!
Susan, then, helped me out of my shorts and placed me onto the floor in the knee chest position. Second, she began to talk sexually to me telling that she was going to make me take all of these four bags of hot, soapy water.. Third, she reached up and took off the sink’s counter a jar of Vick’s Salve. She, then, dipped her fingers into it and began rubbing the stuff onto my balls and wacker.. Fourth, with one hand, she began to insert not one, but two Vick’s laden fingers into my rectum. She, then, rotated them back and forth while with the other hand she continued to smear the salve onto my wacker and balls. And that wasn’t all either! She continued to whisper what she was going to do to me in my left ear.
Soon, she had me to where I was about to explode! But, she didn’t stop there. In fact, she began to insert the quarter moon shaped ice cubes into my well lubricated rectum. I can say this, Boy, were they cold and I think it was the Vick’s that helped to intensify that feeling!
With that accomplished, she began to slowly inserted one of the bag’s douche nozzles into my rectum! She wiggled it a bit! Then, she opened the tube’s shut-off. Hot, soapy water shot into me which melted the ice.
About half way through that bag, she pulled the nozzle out of me and then began to insert more ice.
I, in the meanwhile, continued to masturbate thanking God for such a wonderful wife!
Soon, the water was, again, flowing into me!
I was definitely in Heaven!
Susan continued this action.. one bag in; two bags in; and then three bags in;
She told me how proud she was of me!
I told her how much I loved her!
Then, about half way through the fourth bag, I exploded! Not internally as you might think.. instead I came and came. Cum was all over one of the towels. Soon, my interest in my taking the rest of that enema bag waned and I started to get up.
But, Wife, would have no part of that! She put her hand onto my back, and said “no your not getting up.. you’ve been after for at least a year to make you take four full bags of hot, soapy water and you are going to get up! You “are” going to take every drop, you hear?”
So, what did I do?
I settled back down onto my pallet and let my enema continue to flow up into me!
But, know this, I had absolutely no interest in taking the enema or sex for that matter! My desire was gone.
I guess you could say that, Susan accomplished what she started and yes, I did take all four bags.
However, I must say this, what started out with unmeasurable excitement, died about half way through that fourth bag.
In fact, it took hours before I was ready for more action! I was exhausted!