What is the most memorable enema you have GIVEN?...And to whom?

That's the question. I'll add my own response a bit later. I'm still thinking…

My worst ordeal was in a hospital wen I was admitted for appendectomy at age 13. The surgery preparation consisted two enemas what I got in a common inpatient room. The nurses used a divider curtain but everything could be listened by the others. They were loud, fast and unprofessional. I was crying and felt really embarrassed. 😢

My favorite enema given was to a sub at E-fest. We did several demos over the years and she is a fantastic receiver who can orgasm while holding a full bag enema without touching herself. It is really a sight to see. Hopefully she will attend the next E-fest in November and we can do it again.

Hard to choose … was lucky to have given many to different gals in my life! But the one that stands out in my mind after all is said and done was the very first full bag enema I gave to myself when I was a preteen.. It stretched me out so much that I was sore for a day after it!

Has to be the woman i met many years ago, we had a sort of afair, and i gave her the first enema id ever done,she gave me many and i gave her the same, till it ended . prior to meeting her id only given to myself.

My most memorable enema was actually administered to me many times by my now long-ago sub, who was an RN and extremely skilled at the administration of enemas. She'd spend an hour or two throughly cleansing me with repeated high temperature, soapy/salty water enemas administered using a four qt bag and a double balloon retention enema nozzle. She'd fill me, I'd empty, then she'd fill me again, and I'd empty again - over and over until I was completely cleansed. After the third or so enema, I could usually take a full four qts and she'd help me to retain it for 15-20 minutes by deep breathing and position changes. By the time a session was over, I was limp and usually a bit sleepy. She'd put me to bed for a nap, naked and feeling completely relaxed, and then she'd slip under the covers herself and begin sucking and licking my cock and balls until I was rock hard. With my cock was in her mouth, she'd slip one, then two, then three lubed fingers into my ass and firmly stroke, and rub, and tap on my prostate until I exploded in a gut-clinching, throbbing, convulsive orgasm. Then I'd sleep for an hour. When I awoke, she'd sometimes repeat the oral sex and massage, but the second time it would take me a long, long time to finally orgasm.

The first one I gave to my wife. She was ~ 7 months pregnant and constipated. Was given in bathroom her kneeling over with her chest resting on bathtub. Introduced nozzle nozzle to her cute butt. Bag was hung on towel bar, I wanted this to be gentle. Started flow then asked how it felt and she said it felt good as she could feel the warmth inside her, temp was about 105 F. When she said to stop the flow I did then removed nozzle and helped her onto the pot. Held her and rubbed her back as she expelled, she asked me to stay.

I can think of two.

My husband has nurse fantasies and yes I have given him several surprise experience. But he wanted to experience a “professional“ and wanted Me there to watch and give him affection. Telling everyone about our trip to New England baby @geminitom. He spent a great deal of time on line searching and living in his head and little head as well. I have no idea how many orgasms he had and he probably did not keep a running total.

So we arrive and settle in. The big event was for the next day. The anticipation was probably the best part. We parked the rental car across the boulevard and watched women as they walked by or entered the building. There were a couple of beautiful woman that I am certain that he had high hopes would answer the ring at the door. we had butterflies in our stomach when we stood outside the door and rang the bell.

When she answered the door she was wearing a blank leather corset and stockings. That was as good as it got.

This was the moment of “do we stay or do we go now” (I love the Clash!)

She was equally nervous and I think my presence intimidated her. Setting people at ease comes naturally to me.

She led us to where “the event “ would occur. We had packed our own equipment and as it turned out she was inexperienced in using it. So there is sweet hubby bare ass naked and on his knees waiting with face to the wall.

I asked if she might need help after she filled the bag and just stood there helplessly. I whispered in his ear that I would perform the insertion ritual and then she would be in charge of the flow.

So, I settled in by sitting on the bolster of the day bed with my legs spread and gently pulled his head to my lady privates and instructed him to smell me, nothing more until I gave him permission. I nodded to “Elizabeth“ and told her to start the flow. When he showed signs of squirming I told him I wanted him to kiss and lick me until he could hear the bag gurgle signaling that it was empty.

She led him to the toilet and set him free to empty.

He showered and we left quickly . When we retuned to the apartment we had rented I gave him another enema but this time he had the pro that lives with him.

I have only given one enema to another person in my life even though I have taken literally thousands of those wonderful things. And that enema occurred when I was a young man and dating a wonderful young lady that I still love and cherish. I did not do a very good job with that enema and probably turned her off from wanting another one. She had given me many enemas and was a bit curious to what they felt like. If I had been the man that I am today, that enema would have been given in a very comfortable environment. There would have been soft music playing. I would have warmed the water to nice warm temp. I would have played with her for several, and I mean several minutes prior to inserting the nozzle and the enema would have been a trickle and not a rush. Plus, I would have probably sucked on her love bud as the water filled her. I screwed up!

For me, probably the one where the nozzle detached from the hose and went up inside me.

I've posted the story more than once, but at the end of the day it worked out OK because the bisacodyl “kick in” hadn't happened yet.

When it did the nozzle along with all the other solids still there came out.

Thats easy, my sister. When we got home from school one afternoon, we were both constipated and needed the bathroom for an enema. Our grandmother had taught us personal hygiene the previous summer. Shortly after school started that year, we started giving each other enemas when needed after school before our parents got home. We were in the bathroom, I was in the knee chest position and she was using the douche nozzle for my soapy enema when the nozzle started to slip out. I told her what was happening and she pushed it back in place. I moaned as she put it back in place and that got her curious. She wanted to see what would happen if she started moving the nozzle back and forth without stopping. When the two quart enema bag was empty, she did exactly that, and didn’t stop till I came all over the bath towel beneath me. Needless to say, it surprised both of us. When it was her turn for a soapy enema, she told me, “do it to me, I want to see what its like.” I did her just as the two quart bag emptied and didn’t stop till she was on the down side of her orgasm.

My second best giving enema was during a weeks visit with my wife’s best friend in Washington DC. During the visit the two girls wanted to try a threesome with enemas, foreplay, and sexual intercourse. My wife’s friend having received enemas from childhood into her late teens, wanted to explore have sexual intercourse with me, while my wife gave her a two quart enema. Because this was the first time we tried something of this nature, we decided to use the bathroom in case of an accident. We fixed her bathroom floor with a lot of towels and a couple of pillows, before laying down together. My wife’s friend was in the middle, as we lay on the towels together during foreplay. At some point during foreplay, my wife got up an fixed a salt and baking soda enema to give her friend, while I had intercourse with her. When her friend started to have an orgasm with a two quart enema inside her, and my penis deep in her vagina. My wife slipped a douche nozzle in my anus and started moving it back and forth, causing me to have an explosive orgasm with my penis buried deep inside her friends vagina during her orgasm. That got my wife turned on to the idea, so the two girls switched places an I had intercourse with my wife, while her best friend gave her a two quart enema. Her friend took a cue from my wife, with a two quart enema in her colon and my penis deep inside her vagina, as she began her orgasm. Her friend slipped a douche nozzle in my anus as my wife had done, and started moving it back an forth, causing me too orgasm. The moment my penis shot cum, her vagina clamped around my penis, halting my thrusting. Holding me deep in her vagina, as she continued her orgasm. While her friend continued thrusting the douche nozzle back and forth in my anus. Only stopping, once my wife an I had collapsed on too each other. Thats what got my wife an I turned on too doing enemas and intercourse at the same time. It also, opened the door too having a foursome with another couple, when the opportunity presented itself.

I can narrow the choices to two. The first time I gave an enema to my husband when I was so nervous. I had some Vaseline on my fingers and dropped the bag with a quart of water on the carpet on my way from the bathroom to the bedroom.

Then there was the time I've written about before when my older daughter was sick with a fever during the night and woke me up. We had a major fight the day before and I wasn't a happy teenager's mom. I had not intended to give her an enema, but when she told me she was miserably bound up inside before her period, I paid attention and started with a warming pad. Long story short, by the time I hung up my enema bag to dry in the shower and tucked her back in bed, we had spent nearly 2 hours in and out of the bathroom, also having one of the closest mother-daughter talks we ever had.

@sirensong Now you got be wanting to take my husband to a professional e nurse. Does anyone know a good one? lol!

@Vicki_V some Vaseline on my fingers and dropped the bag with a quart of water on the carpet on my way from the bathroom to the bedroom.

Oh, whenever a spill like that happens, it kills the mood for me… but never had one as bad the one you had on a carpet😣 😖. Mine would happen when the plastic hook supplied with a bag would stretch it open and then splat! - two and half quarts of soapy water all over the bathroom floor…

The most memorable enema I gave would be the first one I gave to my wife. We had been married a couple of years before I got the guts to suggest enemas for fun. I admitted to her that I occasionally gave them to myself but she said she had never had one. She said she knew what an enema was but didn’t see how it could be fun. It took lots of sweet-talk over several weeks and then one night after a bit of alcohol, she agreed to let me give her an enema, but I had to take on first.

I had previously bought a new red combination bag anticipating that some day she would give in. I filled it with plain warm water and we went to the bed. I suggested, and she agreed, that she should give me half of the bag and I would give her the rest. I laid on my back, knees up and spread and instructed her how to lube me, insert the nozzle, and start the flow. She held the bag about head-height and I took half of the bag with no problem. She could not miss how excited I was. While holding the quart, I started to give hers. She only took about a pint before she begged me to stop. By playing with her tits and pussy I managed to get a few more ounces in her but she got up and made a dash to the bathroom.

That first time left something to be desired. She agreed to try it a few more times but just couldn’t get comfortable holding more than a few ounces. For a while she agreed to give me an enema if I asked her but she would not take any herself. Not exactly what I was hoping would happen, but that’s life.

I would have to say the best enema I have had administered to me was from this lady Rhonda (not her real name). I had met her from the Alt site. After breaking the ice, the next day I visited her at her house. We BOTH enjoyed enemas so i brought my toy box. I rang her bell and she buzzed me into her apartment. She had me strip naked as soon as I walked in. She had her master bedroom and a spare. She directed me to the spare bedroom. She had me get up on the bed and then she restrained my arms so they were behind me as I was on “all fours”. She went into my toy box and removed the black gallon Klystra bag and assembled it in front of me. Once she had the enema bag in her hands, her whole demeanor changed. She was very domineering. The bed I was on had a metal bar top that met at the center of the bed in an “X” formation. How convenient it was. As I was on the bed with my elbows and head laying on the mattress this really brought my ass in a good position. As I waited there, Rhonda went into the bathroom. I heard her open the faucet in the bath tub as it made a squeaky sound. I heard the bad get filled up. I waited in anticipation. She came back into the room carrying the bulging bag in her right hand and the large black hose and nozzle in the other hand. She let me look at the solution. I smelled the heavy scent of Ivory soap. The solution was as white as milk. She then said that she made the enema extra hot AND soapy and I would have to take the whole bag down to the last drop BEFORE she would release me to the bathroom. As I laid on the bed ass up, Rhonda took her time applying lube on the nozzle then she slid her well lubed finger deep inside me. Then she parted my buttocks and in one motion after she told me to take a deep breath, slid the large nozzle in my ass. She had mirrors all through the room so i can watch to see how I looked with the nozzle in me. Without a word, she produced a ping pong paddle and proceeded to paddle my ass hard. After about twenty spanks, she said “Here It Goes” and I heard the snap of the steel clamp then felt the cool to hot soapy solution flow into me. As the water ran, she continued to paddle my ass. Then the cramps started. I begged her to stop the flow. She then kinked the black rubber hose to let the cramps subside then the enema restarted. She also grabbed my throbbing cock and jerked it up and down. Then she resumed to paddle me. I looked in the mirror and my buttocks were redder than a fire truck. I struggled to hold the soapy water. Between the cramps, the feeling of the spanking and her jerking me, I had the orgasm of my life. She stood to her word and made sure that the enema bag was empty and flat before she released my wrists where I took my ass and the enema bag into the bathroom to evacuate the enema. It was the BEST enema scene I ever had.

I've posted elsewhere that the most memorable I have given, was to myself at age 6. I was home sick from school and alone. We lived in a small apartment and my grandma lived next door. I knew that I'd get an enema when my mom got home from work. We always got an enema if home sick. I decided to preemptively give one to myself.

I filled the enema bag and hung it on the towel bar. I backed up to it and inserted the douche nozzle. I had taken about a pint when the floor and ground shook for about 30 seconds. The bag fell to the floor and spilled. The solution began to backflow and made a worse mess. I was scared to death, and later learned we had a major earthquake. I scrambled to clean up and soiled several towels.

My grandma came to check on me and fortunately I had hung the bag back in it's usual place in the shower. I had put the wet and soiled towels in the tub and when my grandma asked what had happened, I told her the toilet overflowed and I tried to get it cleaned up. She helped me get the soiled towels into the wash machine after rinsing in the tub. The enema bag was knocked off the shower head in the process, and landed in the tub.

I got an enema when mom got home and grandma assisted. This was quite the usual process when staying home from school. Nobody was the wiser, except for myself, and the earthquake was big news. The next day at school, earthquake drills were a big deal and the teacher queried what each of us did during the quake. A big crack in the wall was obvious in the classroom. I couldn't share my story!

Enemas I have given to others were all enjoyable and memorable in their own right, but nothing could compare to my 1st attempt at self-administration.

Has to be to my ex girlfriend. She was constipated but we made it fun. First I gave her a rectal exam. Then a fleet enema. Then a spanking for not telling me sooner. Then a follow up exam. She was soaked

Long ago and far away….an enema that I was nowhere near, didn't see, but have fantasized about lo these MANY years!!! A young gal that I was dating steadily and I were on our way to a weekend at the shore (her folks had rented a house for the week and we were going early to “open it up”…no pun intended). About a week or so before we had had our first sort of real sexual encounter…I had talked her into (or she had consented to try) anal sex!!!! The fear of getting knocked up kept us from “conventional” (PIV) sex…but ultimately resulted in us trying virtually everything else…oral, mutual masturbation, “dry humping”…you name it we tried it!

Anyhow, we were on our drive to the shore when she asked if I could stop at the next convenient rest stop. I quipped, “To much coffee before we left?” to which she replied…”No, I took an enema before you picked me up in case you wanted to put it back there when we got to the house.” I was floored! The thought alone of her giving herself an enema immediately made me rock hard. The idea that she had done so to allow me to visit “love’s other alter” again was one that I will never forget! Since that time (we have long since parted ways) this “near enema experience” has been a source of hours (nay…DAYS, all told) of fantasy around this young lass and her caring erotic move.

I pushed for a little detail regarding her experience, though I must admit I never did get deeply into what, at the time, was my budding interest in enemas. I expressed a little curiosity about what transpired and she told me that she had simply asked her mom if she could use one of her enemas as she had not had a BM in several days (I assume that she used a disposable like a Fleet or whatever, but I don’t really know) and her mom said “Yes, just be careful.” The rest is history. I can honestly say that over the years I have imagined her naked body laid across her bed, left side with her left leg slightly crooked, parting her cheeks and slowly inserting the nozzle of the enema into her rosebud and administering the enema to herself. I don’t have any real idea if she was erotically attracted to the enema(s?) or simply used it to provide a “smoother” experience which was to follow, but my mind has fabricated a whole lot of background to accompany this single simple deed