Finger up the butt

Who is still using suppositories / got suppositories in their childhood and had to take a finger up the butt until they've melted?

Many time as a preteen and always wondered why mom keep her finger in there so long.

I tried it once on me and left my finger in until the suppository melted

I remember having it done when younger having suppostories held by a finger till they melted. Now I just insert the suppostories and stick my butt plug in.

That works @Flames but not as much fun as asking a partner, with a supp in your fingers, "would you mind, ever so much, pleeeease". 🌹

Hmmm, never had a finger up the butt while one melted, so why is it necessary to do that. Do some people tend to expel them?

Ass hole fingering is one of the ass-kinky life's most pleasurable activities for those of us with an anal addiction, @Master_Dorson. The supp may not have a lot to do with it, but rather it's the best excuse at the time for inserting ones finger or two or so in a lovely derriere.

Ass hole fingering is one of the ass-kinky life's most pleasurable activities for those of us with an anal addiction, @Master_Dorson. The supp may not have a lot to do with it, but rather it's the best excuse at the time for inserting ones finger or two or so in a lovely derriere.

Agree a finger (or two or three) up the butt is fun for adults. But is there value for a parent to do it when inserting a suppository to a child? Maybe because they will try to expel it right away?

I got them lots from my mom and dad, tried inserting them myself a time or to, I get all excited thinking about this stuff

I had some major surgery a couple of years back and the constipation that followed was brutal. I lost count of the number of suppositories that went up my arse, While I was still in hospital there was one nurse in particular who seemed to take it as a personal challenge to get things moving and she was very good humoured about it all. Later when I was back at home I used to have to insert them myself.

I did get suppositories at a young age when I was sick. My mother gave them to me. They had some kind of medicine in them and that was the only way I could take the medicine because I was so nauseated from being sick. She would push it in, but not keep her finger in my butt. I seem to remember it did melt pretty fast because I could feel it right after it went in and then the feeling went away quickly.

When I started giving myself enemas at age 13, I really did not think too much about suppositories, instead I just continued with enemas and then later in my 30's I started acquiring anal toys. But it wasn't until I was into my late 50's I started using suppositories mostly for erotic reasons. Yes they do cause you to have a BM, but I really enjoy the feeling of pushing it in and feeling the stimulation in my rectum for about 10 minutes and then it's off to the toilet. I now use suppositories fairly often between my weekly enema sessions. It's kind of like reaching into the cookie jar for a quick treat, instead this jar is filled with glycerin suppositories.

Yep i got my suppositories mostly from my mom. But sometimes my father or other relatives. Mom and dad always put the finger in for at least two minutes.

I received many suppositories in my childhood and maybe therefore I still use them for many reasons - especially for my pleasure :-

I remember my mom used her finger to push the suppo into my rectum and usually kept it inside several seconds but not so long unit it melted.

I still receive a suppository from my mom and she holds her finger in there for about a minute.

I was Ok with suppositories, but disliked enemas. My cousin was opposite. Sharing our experiences we figured out that her mom always pushed her finger all the way up with the suppo, but my mommy just pushed a little and gentle just to pass the door. Now I understand why cousin hated those insertions.

I always got enema's with the 8 oz bulb. My mom loved to do multiple insertions on my cute rosebud hole. She taught my step dad how do do that to me as well as my Aunt and Uncle should they ever have to.

What I really loved is their finger, coated with Vaseline that they would put into my rectum and bowels before they started the bulbs.

I love to finger myself and any others that I play with.

@Quintana Roo

So are you people celebrating the fact that your parents molested you, or are you just resentful that they didn’t so now you have to fantasize about it?

The short answer is ‘Either one or the other’.

It’s hard not to read the countless, fondly recalled stories on Zity of childhood medical exams, overly elaborate parental enemas or humiliating public spankings etc without realising that whatever the trauma/embarrassment back then, they have become cherished early sexual memories in retrospect.

Is this our brains changing memory over time from painful to delicious? Naughty but nice? I’m not sure, but reading some of the many Zity stories and other readers’ reactions, I suspect many of us sorely miss having experienced them for ourselves.

I remember often getting many suppositories when I was a child as I often got sick. Doctors often prescribe me suppositories for my fever and I usually got them after the consultation in the office. Mom would tell me to get up the treatment table to get them inserted. I was a pretty obedient kid. I would get up on the table and lay on my left side and pull down my pants and panties and wait there. While waiting I can hear the nurse removing the suppository from the wrapper. I think my mom and the doctor were looking on as the table was just beside him. Then the nurse would lift one of my cheeks and push the suppository inside me. I love this feeling. After inserting I would pull up my pants and get down and leave the office. I can feel the suppository inside my butt and I walked quite uncomfortably.

I remember my mom used her finger to push the suppo into my rectum and usually kept it inside several seconds but not so long unit it melted.

It was similar with me. In childhood I often got lax suppositories. My mother put on rubber gloves when I was younger and put me over my knee. Then she pushed the suppository with her finger into my anus. The finger was in my body for only a few seconds. Sometimes, however, I was in this position for several minutes, and my mother tightened my buttocks together.

I had once arranged for a nurse to give me a SSE cleanout and had asked that she first give me a little bulb enema to start as I felt too full to receive the barium type bag enema nozzle. She did not have a small enema syringe and instead used two suppositories, saying that may people don't think suppositories work but they do if you give them the right way. She told be to go head down, ass up, applied Vaseline, and proceeded to slip both very deeply into me holding each one in place inside me for a couple on minutes using her finger to gently push and wiggle. Felt great and worked like a charm!

I always got a finger full of Vaseline up the back door to live it for the insertion of the enema nozzel. Mom would slide her finger inside and wiggle it around to spread the lube around. It worked the nozzel always slipped in easy.

It is the best part of the inserting a suopo!

I had my fair share of suppositories when growing up, but never the finger was kept inside after the administration and I doubt that there is any point for doing it, unless between two adults who like it (I would like it myself, but without pretending it has a purpose other than pleasure).

Yes, I’m my opinion that is the most enjoyable part. As it is working and getting a little uncomfortable, the finger is still pushed deep inside to ensure it doesn’t slip out and is melted properly. I vividly remember the doctor prescribing me suppositories when i wasn’t able to swallow medicine as a child and me laying on my side and my mom having to give me one. The embarrassment but such a memory.

I never received them as a child, but the idea of a finger being held in while it works (or any excuse to have a finger up the butt for an extended period of time!) is so fun to fantasize about. I think it is the complete submission and loss of power that comes along with it that is so appealing to me, personally - along with the physical sensation of course! ?

So these days my finger, gloved and lubed, always follows a suppository and remains embedded for a nice long while in the recipient's bottom. I find it increases the humiliation and encourages my charge to self-regulate their behaviour a little too.

I would love to help you @Nilly with your suppositories and yes I would hold my finger deep and for as long as possible, just to make you happy!

I personally never had suppositories in my childhood.

When my sister and I were young we used as needed glycerin suppositories on our own. There was a jar of them in our shared bathroom and it seemed to last forever, but when we needed a little nudge that way we did take one. It was no more traumatic than brushing our teeth. When we needed more help we would tell mom and she would give a very comfortable enema. It was always gentle, never forced. We were athletic and far preferred the enemas than tummy aches. Most of our friends thought we were as weird for accepting the enemas as we thought they were for preferring stomach aches.

At some point, though, mom starting using Dulcolax suppositories more than enemas. I think the doctor suggested them and she thought they were easier and more modern. She had the idea, though, that to give them properly required rubbing them in for a few minutes till she thought they had melted. She almost always used Dulcolax instead of enemas on vacation trips, when we often did get constipated and when mom watched out for that. On one trip I told her that I needed something, but somehow we got too busy and I got more and more constipated. I reminded mom again after a few days that I still hadn't pooped and really, really needed help. She apologized for forgetting and promptly put in a Dulcolax and I think that she put in a second one as well; then she rubbed it in - and kept rubbing. She was still gently rubbing when I started to feel an urge, but she told me not yet. And she was still rubbing it when I felt that I needed to go, but again she said not yet. Finally she took her finger out and said "Now!" as I was almost starting to lose control. I don't know how she got the timing so right, but this made me have a huge BM, like from an enema. It was really what I needed that time.

- jillie

When young I received medicated suppositories for asthma. Mom always held them in for a minute or so. They melted very quickly. I received a few glycerin suppositories growing up from my grandma. She did not hold them in for more than a few seconds but pushed them very deep.

When I was age twelve and having periods of constipation related angry outbursts and being resistant to being given enemas at home, my mom or aunt would exert control by removing my clothes and telling me to get down on my knees on a towel, lower my head down between my knees, and raise my bottom up into the air so that they could give me suppositories that were prescribed by the doctor. The adult would massage my anus with Vaseline which was relaxing and pleasurable, insert one or two lubricated fingers in my anus to check for obstructions and loosen up my anus, and then insert the suppository into my anus and hold it in with their finger until it had melted. When this became a regular practice with me, I became submissive and secretly craved the massage of my anus, insertion of a finger and suppository, and the pain, pleasure, and repeated use of the toilet resulting from the actions of the suppositories. I always felt so much better and had better control of my temper when I was not constipated. These experiences resulted in my need as an adult to be given suppositories by play doctors who would place a finger up the butt when I was on my knees on a towel. I am curious as to what experiences and feelings others had when given suppositories.

You give suppositories to your guest ???