First cum having an enema

This is embarrassing to admit, but I was 26 and had been married only a short time. I was sick and my wife insisted that I needed to have an enema. That was the first I had had in over 10 years and getting one from her was so very much a turn-on. What a discovery thinking that all those earlier years that an enema had to be avoided.

Enema from wife with the douche nozzle inserted. I began fondling my penis as she was pushing the nozzle in and out with a periodic twist and gripping my balls and I had an explosive ejaculation unlike any experienced before.

After enema expulsion I was exhausted completely. Fretter.

Always noticed that my cock got hard, and feelings this made when Mom gave me one. Wasn't until another neighborhood kid started talking about hard-on's during this, and we started playing together. We started “ sneaking ” them together, and masturbated me to orgasm for the VERY FIRST TIME. I remember squirming around from the enema while he played with my cock. Told him that “ I had to pee ”. !

Wrong !!!

First orgasm with enema was at the end of the 11 years. Alone in the bathroom I often did enemas on my own secretly, I loved them. I had taken the two-liter enema abundant, I saw the beautiful belly full and round and I was very hard. I massaged my belly and got excited and touching myself slightly I came with my first orgasm.

When I was around 15 my sister's girlfriend gave me one. I ejaculated while I was getting it over her lap

From @codjer

“Happened to me at about 12, was laying over moms lap,got such a great feeling and was afraid to tell mom because she would stop, then I shot cum all over her legs! Needless to say, she was upset!”

I love this post !!!! One of my Favorites….so taboo….!!!

@Moms_Egirl did you ever come over moms lap? Can you come from an enema alone. Very hot topic ….

@eeetime My Mother always gave me enemas on the toilet but Yes, it felt incredible. It was the first time I orgasmed without finger fucking – or masturbating down there. It was from the enema itself. It happened while she was raising and lowering the bag and I was cramping from the hot soap water. I think it happened more than one incident. I wss gyrating on the toilet seat and moaning, then cried out, “It feels GOOD!!" My body was shaking during the orgasm. Mom never commented on it. I think I remember her saying, "Now finish moving your your bowels" or something like that. She knew I had an orgasm. My pussy and rectum were pulsating. I was SO EMBARRASSED to have it happen in front of her…. but DAMN it felt so good, I couldn't hold back!!! I'm 72 years old so my memory isn't what it used to be, but I DO remember that!!!

When I was about 11, I used to get an erection every time I got an enema. Mom always just ignored them and never said anything if I masturbated during the enema. Typically I would have a dry orgasm and that was that. One day, though, the orgasm was not dry. I was completely shocked when semen spurted out and it frightened me that there was nothing I could do about it. I shuddered hard and let go. I was terribly embarrassed when mom cleaned me up with a wet wash rag. After that she's always gave me a towel to masturbate in.

@MomsEgirl that is a great memory and bet you had several more since then, warm water is very exciting

No enema involved, woke up with a start in middle of night. Thought I'd peed. Put my hand down my underwear to find a sticky mess. At age 12 it scared the hell out of me. Soon later I discovered masturbation and realized it was a wet dream I'd heard about happening to boys.

My very first orgasm was at age 8 getting an enema over mommy's lap. Thats what got me hooked for life

I had my first enema orgasm during my first solo enema at 17 and haven’t stopped. That was many moons ago😍😉😜

Mine was around middle school when I accidently shot water up my butt. Never looked back. Just looking forward.

I don't remember exactly how old I was, but it was about the time puberty set in. Prior to that day I had noticed that the process of giving myself an enema created good tingling feelings down below, but I didn't understand what it was, or why. I was on my back, knees up and spread, reaching down between my legs and squeezing the bulb of warm water into me. I noticed the warm feeling and as I wiggled the nozzle in my butt, my wrist was brushing my mound, and it felt so good. I refilled the bulb and squeezing the bulb with my right hand my left hand found the right spot. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Twice I have come from a colon tube alone. Once was long ago during the Efest era. The nurse snaked this long tubs up me, and it felt as though the tube was “skipping against” my prostate on the way in. It felt like my prostate was a windshield and the colon tube was the wiper. It just skipped over like when you run you finger over a ballon. It was a unique experience and I had never felt that before. That feeling and the pressure from the water just sent me over the edge.

A good prostate massage from a pro will create the same feeling of not being in control of your orgasms, resulting in a forced climax that is body shaking. Dare I say, the most intense kind of orgasms I have had were ones out of my control, or some combo of anal and genital stimulation.

The second colon tube orgasm was from one of those long siliconnozzle.com colon tubes with the butt plug style retention ball at the end. After a long and intense enema, the tube went all the way in with just a few cups left, and when that retention ball popped in, it just put pressure on the exact spot, and I spurted. It came out of nowhere and just shocked me and the nurse. Usually I give her fair warning, but neither of us saw it coming- excuse the pun.

~13 while taking a full bag of warm soapy water, while over my mom's thighs/knees. Will never forget it. I would always get erections and tingling during enemas with mom, but this was next level. It was summer, she was wearing a bright flowery somewhat short sun dress, with a great V (cleavage galore - 40DD) and heels. I always thought the erections were a result of the lovely female body present, and mom always pointed out that I must like the enemas, because just look how aroused you get (quite embarrassing) ... I always denied it with a bold "no." So embarrassing, but so arousing at the same time. This day, mom mentioned she was using a new nozzle. "This is the nozzle I use with your sister." It's a black, larger and longer curved douche nozzle." Whoa! After the usual and thorough Vaseline lubrication, the nozzle slid it ... It did feel a little different, but no real big deal? The clamp was released, the water began to flow swiftly, and the nozzle began to move around ... In-and-out, up-and-down, twisting side-to-side ... The curve, the size ... It was overwhelming — the soapy water, the cramping, and the nozzle creating tremendous tingling sensations ... It had never felt exactly like this before. I began to moan, hump, and I was losing control. "Good, keep it up, you're almost done, keep taking it, relax, let yourself go" were all ringing out in the air from mom's encouraging voice. I exploded! I tried to calm down to no avail. I felt the wetness and sticky mess everywhere. I was then panicked, "Mom," "I can't hold it!" "I need to release!" I was normally required to hold the enema until mom's liking. She called, "okay," "jump up so I can get off of the toilet (where she was seated to administer the enema), and you can release!" I jumped up, she jumped up, she pulled the nozzle out and guided me down to the toilet. While I was exploding for a second time and for a second reason, she pointed to her sundress and legs and said, "look, I've got quite a badge of honor!" "I'll wear it proudly!" There was a huge wet shop on her dress and her thighs glistened. I was appalled. She supervised everything to completion, calmed me down and assured me I had done well, and casually mentioned, "I'll need to move your next enema up, you didn't hold that near long enough!" I was mortified! That said, it was 100% the best orgasm I'd ever had, and by miles!

When my fiancé gave one of the first (if not the first) of many hot, very crampy and soapy enemas that are still my favorite ones to this day. He was also the first person other than myself, to give me an enema and I was absolutely blown away. I had been giving myself solo bags since I was 5, and I remember saying that I could just take anything that he was going to put inside me. He had this slightly sadistic yet very loving smile as he calmly filled the bag and had me get on all 4s. I was quivering with anticipation and was really aroused already as he spread my cheeks and lubed me up inside and out. He said something along the lines of “we’ll see how you take this“, and before I knew it the nozzle was all the way in and the water was filling what felt like my whole body. I mu have started tensing up as he closed the clamp with one hand and gently held me down with the other. He asked if I thought I could really take some more, while holding the nozzle firmly and inescapably inside me. I must have said yes and he opened the clamp again and the cramps really started, together with a sense of fullness and warmth that I had never felt before. His hand reached to rub my now seriously distended stomach and I could feel how his wrist was pressed against my clit. I knew I was really loving this new sensory overload and I don’t remember what I said, but I remember that he put his other hand on my lower back and held me down and reminded me that he was in control. I didn’t fight any of it, and got even more turned on by feeling so overpowered and so exposed, and just surrendered to him, to the nozzle and to the enema. As the cramps were getting really bad he started fucking me with the nozzle and all I know is that I got almost dizzy from how hard I came. And kept throbbing and having this whole body orgasm until I took the whole bag. How he managed to keep me from exploding all over the bathroom floor and make it to the loo is beyond me but he had some real skills and intuitively knew my body and its needs. I came more as I was expelling that enema, and so did he, fucking it literally out of me.

If he were still among us I’m pretty sure that we would be doing the very same thing just about now. One of my fondest memories, albeit blurry and blurred with the countess other enemas and orgasms that he gave me after that spectacular first day.

I can't remember when, but I believe it was before puberty. In our medicine cabinet was an infant syringe. Since I was the first child of four, it was probably used on me but I can't remember when. I would sneak it and take it to bed. I'd insert it dry, no water, no lubricant. I don't think I even had an erection at the time, while inserting it in my bottom, I suffered my first orgasm. I had no idea what was going on, I thought I had this huge urge to urinate. I didn't want to mess the bed so I pinched off the end of my penis and made it to the bathroom. I thought I had some strange urge to urinate, but later found to enjoy it. Again, no idea what an orgasm was nor had I ever heard of masturbation, what a way to accidentally learn.

It wasn't until later that I snuck the family enema bag, filled it with water and would have a simultaneous organism. I never got caught, can't believe my mother never noticed the enema bag was wet. She was the one who cleaned the toilet, she must have wondered about the mess, I didn't clean it up.

So here we are, 65 years later still doing enemas.

the hoseman1

I can't remember when my first enema induced orgasm happened, but I can tell you that my most memorable enema orgasm happened when I was an 18yo klismo and was living in LA. I happened upon an ad in what I remember was the LA Freepress, which was for a place called Sherema. To make a long story short, after Nurse Valjean took my rectal temperature and inserted the nozzle into my horny, teenage angst ridden rectum, I came all over my chest and stomach! I had been laying on my back, and once the water started, and she began to move the nozzle a bit, I shot my load so deeply and intensely, that it surprised both of us. Needless to say, I ‘Came’ back several more times after that (Pun intended).

@TheBriannaYouCrave wow, thank you for sharing this with us, in all its detail.

I can imagine this situation vividly and how intense it must have felt to climax being full like that. Before you mentioned it, I was thinking of the mess it probably caused 🤭

hope you can keep those very meaningful memories in your heart!

Also, sorry for your loss. 😔

~13 while taking a full bag of warm soapy water, while over my mom's thighs/knees. Will never forget it. I would always get erections and tingling during enemas with mom, but this was next level. It was summer, she was wearing a bright flowery somewhat short sun dress, with a great V (cleavage galore - 40DD) and heels. I always thought the erections w

Wow… w Smith … great mom…. I’ll bet there are more stories here!

First cum while having an enema

Wow, what a great topic. This is the first place I have ever experienced where I could share, and read about other’s experiences discussing a topic like this. How freeing! The topic has brought up the discussion of the birth of erotic feelings, before one even associated a direct connection to, or awareness of sex. And how those first feelings, appear to shape the contours our later erotic life, and are usually the source of fetishes and kinks we (all I think) have, though usually don’t discuss even with friends and lovers because of social mores. For me, pre-dating interest in enemas, the initiating experience was receiving rectal temperatures from my mom. I have noticed others in the forums and discussions commenting on the same. The experience was intimate and sensual and my little ass liked the attention. This is what lead to experimenting, as I grew older, with other anal insertions, seeking more pleasure by experimentation. Later when I discovered enema equipment in the attic, (see my post about retal temperatures, leading to first enemas) I experimented with giving myself enemas. And like others on this forum, when puberty sufficiently had changed my body and I was getting the usual spontaneous erections boys get, things began to change. Sixth grade was big year for this, and often embarrassing, having to hide a excruciatingly hard “boner” under the desk, worrying about getting called on, and having to stand up! Getting strong erections, and not knowing how to masturbate, or ever having orgasmed with ejaculate yet, is a rite of passage for most all males, and of course somewhat differently, for all females (*Ladies please “speak up”on this point from your experience… I’m quite curious about the similarities and differences, a fun topic.)

So one day while all were gone for a while from the house, while looking for a towel, I found in the very back of the hallway cupboard a new enema bag, hose clip and the small and larger “douche”nozzle. This was a big surprise as my towel search was for an old towel I could use for an enema session, using the “old enamel pail” enema rig I had discovered in the attic! Wow, I thought somebody’s getting enemas! I took the new rig into the bathroom, locked the door and began to eagerly assemble the parts and fill the red bag to the brim. With the provided hanger clip could hang the bag from the shower curtain rod, over three feet higher than I had been able to position the old enamel pail. I knew enough about gravity that I was already anticipating a much stronger flow through the bigger douche nozzle. I generously lubed up both the tip and my rosebud, and inserted the nozzle, a bit at a time, twisting it a bit as it went in, enjoying the feeling. Letting the clip go, the warm water was filling my ass at a rate I had not previously experienced. I got to the initial cramp stage, and stopped the flow, waiting for the initial cramp feeling to subside. At this point my penis was excruciatingly stiff and drooling (what I now know as pre-cum). I released the clamp and continued filling trying to take the entire bag. I had to stop and empty in several big gushing releases. Still very erect, I inchoately, desperately wanted SOMETHING MORE, and immediately prepared a second full bag, hanging it even higher over the shower head. This time I “played with” the tip insertion more before releasing the clip, twisting it around while moving it a bit in and out of my ass, it felt so awesome! I continued experimenting in this fashion for a bit, and felt a sensation I had never experienced building in my penis, balls and ass… while I continued “fucking my ass” with the nozzle, I released the clip sending warm water gushing against (what a I would later learn was) my prostate. I had my first orgasm, frantically, wildly spilling my first cum all over, to my great surprise. I had discovered orgasm, a big WOW! Funny I had yet to finger out how to effectively hold my penis and stroke it to orgasm. But that’s another story…. for that one I did have some help…. 😉

@Trebor45 Indeed re: stories.

Curious as to any ideas on how to cum doing an enema. I've tried many times but it is sexual prior while thinking about it, and then mechanical while doing it, not allowing me to cum. Any thoughts or ideas?

Well first of all it will probably require that someone give you the enema. You should get at least 2-2.5 quarts very hot and soapy water. You will be in a full knee chest position. Before we start the enema, we need to do a rectal exam to locate your prostate and briefly, gently, stimulate it. The bag will be hung fairly high to get a firm flow.Then we insert the nozzle and position it so the hot enema flows forcefully directly onto the prostate. Relax and let it happen. If that does not do it, try it laying over a couple of pillows on a towel. I don’t know your situation but if someone is giving it to you and you aren’t concerned with the mechanics all you will have to do is to surrender to feelings.

I think i have posted about this topic on a similar thread. I have accidentally orgasmed during an enema someone was giving me. I believe it was mostly caused by her “loosening” me up with her fingers for the nozzle. It happened about halfway through a 2 quart bag before any cramping. It landed on her leggings. There wasn’t even any physical contact with my penis. I was so embarrassed but she said it was no big deal. I was still mortified.

After > 55 years of enemas, never had a spontaneous hands-free orgasm caused by the enema alone, though frequently an enema will be so arousing that I need to masturbate while still filling or holding up to 4-4.5 quarts so as to get orgasm relief. My very first enema-fueled orgasm was age 15 on my parents’ bed during summer vacation a week or less after I’d figured out how to masturbate. Still going strong at 70+, though with serious ED I need as many kinks and stimulation as I can get to manage a decent orgasm, in spite of almost no erection.

Eric

My mom gave me enemas every week or two from age 9 until I was 13. I got those naked on my elbows and knees while mom held the enema nozzle in place. Erections during those enemas were frequent during these which mom assured me was a normal reaction. I had been dripping pre-cum for some months during these enemas but one time the stars aligned and I felt that special feeling building. I tried to suppress it but it kept building until it happened. My body began to spasm, I ejaculated onto the towel under me. I clamped my ass around the nozzle to avoid spraying out but ended up pushed much of the enema already in my bowels back into the bag. Mom couldn't avoid noticing and assured me it was OK.

Later, as I later sat on the toilet as mom cleaned up the enema she said “I think your father should give you your enemas from now on.” That was to be the last enema my mom ever gave me.

@John Sitter

Did you wish your mother continued to give you enemas after your first ejaculation with her?