Lisa and I met in an enema chatroom. We were quickly attracted to each other. Though we lived states apart, business took me to where she lived. We knew we had to meet, even though we were both married.
The sex was hot, but we also combined it with giving each other enemas. Our spouses were vanilla and bored with us, which left each of us needing more than they could provide, however good (or bad) they were in other ways. Our affair lasted four years.
One afternoon, after giving each other multiple enemas, between fucks, I showed Lisa what I'd devised - a 4 qt Klystra bag connected to a Y-connector, branching into two, silicone, double balloon nozzles. She immediately grasped what I had in mind.
We each inserted the nozzles into each other, pumping them up nicely. Then, we began making love again, with a hot, soapsuds enema slowly draining into only me. We swapped positions, her on top, me on top, beside each other, face-to-face, and then, as the bag emptied, me on top of her, emptying my load deep inside her sopping wet pussy.
I rolled off her and we spooned, cuddling. At that point, she opened her clamp and we shared the enema that had flowed into me, as we fell asleep, with her nestled in my arms. We'd just shared, so much - passion, love, and an enema. That was not the last time we made love like that.
I've duplicated this experience with two other, special, rare women, but, as much fun as those times were, those times with Lisa were incredible! I wish she was here beside me again.
What a rare thing to experience, as most women are simply not that kinky.