We live rural, very secluded area and we can do just about anything we want at anytime ... my hubby and I are into enemas, but more important, while not admitting to being nudists, we love to just get rid of our clothes anytime we're home, winter or summer. Clothes are so confining ... but that's another story.
We love doing enemas out-of-doors during the warm-weather months, whether on the lawn, on our picnic table, in the barn on a pile of loose hay, where ever.
The best OD enema I had this past summer was when my hubby, just out of the blue, apparently fixed an enema bag while I was doing some gardening, (in the nude of course) he came into the garden, picked me up, carried me over to our "first spa," a huge farm watering tank, dunked me but didn't drop me in all the way, but did dunk me a couple times in the refreshingly cool (not cold) water and laid me on the platform by the tank. He got the enema bag, hung it on a special attachment we have (this was not the first time for an enema by the tank), told me to get read to me doused with a bucket of water (we love to do this). He made me draw my legs up, lubed me, inserted the nozzle, a big one that I really love, and opened up the clamp on the low-hanging bag.
Then he did something we've never done before ... and I didn't see it coming ... he had a can of instant shaving cream and squirted it on my body ... then rubbed liberal amounts all over my body, head to toe, before telling me to roll over and he did the same to the backside ... there was not an area from my ears down to the tips of my toes that was not covered with slipper cream ... and he just would not stop massaging. I looked like snow woman when we were done ... and he had the camera ready to take a picture when I stood up ... the hose still in my butt ... but he also took pictures without the hose.
I didn't get a full two quarts, so there was no urgency to go ... I asked if he wanted the same treatment ... of course he did, that's why he did it ... he likes to try different things on me, then likes me to do them on him.
while I was still caked with soapsuds, I refilled the bag from our outdoor tap (hot and cold water taps side-by-side) while he did a quick splash in the tank, laid out on the deck and I nearly emptied the can on his front side, massaging the 'good spot" thoroughly, then rolling him over and massaging the backside with what was left as he took the last of the two-quart bag.
We attempted to make lover with all this gook on us, and while it felt good slip-sliding on each other's bodies, it just wasn't working because in the outdoor warmth, the soap starting drying. we both dashed for our two-holer outdoor privy and expelled (we've done it side-by-side often ... no big deal) ... then bathed in the tank, making sure the crusted soap was eliminated from every part of each other's bodies.
What an enjoyable two hours we had ... it was the most enjoyable experience this past summer ... I'll tell you about what came in second and third some other time.