Enema accidents

While it was years ago, it seems like yesterday that I was over my girl friends lap getting the last of a three quart soapsuds enema when the metal shut-off clip broke off in two pieces as she was attempting to stop the flow. In the midst of a lot of giggling and from me struggling to retain the enema she lost her grip on the pinched hose sending a spray of water over both of us and the bed. Looking back, the added sense of urgency increased the excitement.

I’ve recently realized that at my age I can no longer enjoy a couple shots of whiskey before an enema. It relaxes me just enough that when I’m ready to climb off the bathroom floor to expel I become a chocolate fountain and can’t shut it off. Big mess. Big cleanup. Not relaxing. No tub. Only small walk-in shower.

@Darth,

I’ve never thought of bourbon or scotch before an enema though I would enjoy both. I’m almost 72 in

I think over time of doing enemas you can fall into the trap of trying to hold too long or until you’re busting to poo.

A few times I haven’t been able to make it to the toilet in time and leaked or more on the way to the bathroom.

I guess that’s one of the risks when playing with Enemas and that part of the body, accidents can happen. But it’s all part of the experience.

Always sux cleaning up afterward lol.

One time I had a wheatgrass one and had to mop up green liquid from the floor. That’s was messy.

All part of it.

A time, years ago, a girlfriend and I were in the "69" positions, me on the bottom and both of us doing an enema. The hose slipped of her nozzle.....

Sometimes the most memorable accidents happen after you think you’ve expelled completely and it’s safe to relax. My partner and I would typically exchange three fills each during an afternoon session. Some form of sexual release always followed, just to complete the experience. This particular time, we were standing naked by the massage table in his living room masturbating each other, when I turned around, bent over the back of the sofa, and asked him to finger me to help me cum. This he did happily and enthusiastically while I stroked faster and faster until I orgasmed. Cum squirted out ahead of me, but his finger kept my rectum from closing completely. Then the irresistible force of cumming caused my sphincter to relax, push his finger out, and explosively release the residual half quart of enema fluid that had remained inside me from my three fills, unexpelled. It was mostly clear, but a mess to clean up. After he’d expelled again to be sure he was empty, he turned around, bent over the back of the sofa, and I returned the favor fingering his prostate while he stroked himself. No accidents this time.

Many years ago my first wife and I were staying in Hollywood motel and she want an enema. Being a perfect gentleman I agreed and she got naked and laid on the bed. Filled her Shy combination bag with plenty Ivory solution and gave to her. When she started to panic and run to the toilet saying she could not hold it any longer. As her naked self ran on every step she dropped a little bullet so it looked like a pack of rabbits had run to the toilet. With her on the toilet cleanup duty was all mine but the picture of her running and dropping was funny to this day.

@Ken_from_S_E_Mich said,

A time, years ago, a girlfriend and I were in the "69" positions, me on the bottom and both of us doing an enema. The hose slipped of her nozzle.....

The same thing happened to my wife and I, only we weren’t in the sixty-nine position. We had given each other a soapy then a rinse enema. This was something that had become routine for my wife and I on weekends, generally on Sunday afternoon. Once we finished with the enemas, we normally engage in sexual intercourse afterwards. Occasionally, when we finished the enemas, we’d still both be enema horny. So, we’d give each other another rinse enema while we engaged in sexual intercourse.

Once two bags were hanging up with a rinse enema, we inserted a curved douche nozzle in each other. And while my wife was laying on her back with feet pulled back touching her bottom. I mount her vagina, burying my penis deep inside her. Once I was in, we started the flow running in each other. And as the warm water filled our colon, I worked my penis back and forth in her vagina. As our colons filled with warm water from the hanging enema bags, I adjusted my speed as we neared climax. Finding it harder, the closer we got to orgasm, because we both got more enthusiastic. That’s when it happened, my wife lost it. I had accidentally come down a little too hard on her stomach. The douche nozzle popped out and she lost most of the two-quart enema. At that point, we were both beyond the point of no return, and continuing until we each reached orgasm. Luckily, we had cleaned each other out beforehand, and it wasn’t as big a mess as it could have been. Afterwards, we got a couple of butt plugs replacing the curved douche nozzles once the enema was in. They really helped, but didn’t eliminate accidents altogether, because we both enjoyed having sexual intercourse while a warm rinse enema was flowing into our colon. Unfortunately, the butt plugs didn’t work in that situation, only the long-curved douche nozzles.

Not an enema but colonic

My very 1st one the lady tech was young and not very experienced it all started ok

2nd fill and I had big cramps and it felt like

The hose was somewhat clogged

She panicked and pulled it out so I can go to the toilet but it sprayed all over

I dump it all on the toilet she then cleaned the area and we tried again

After that I didn't tried colonic for 5 years or more

Two accidents come to mind, both involved the hose coming loose. Once in a hotel room, the hose popped off the bottom of the enema bag, spraying its nearly full contents everywhere. The other time the hose came off the colon tube. I was so busy trying to stop the hose from leaking that I forgot that the colon tube was free to drain my colon.

All I will say is, have any of you sneezed with a buttplug in? I was filling with my 4 litre bag while in the bathroom, everything was going fine when the sudden urge to sneeze came and I did, the plug (which was probably inflated to about 3 inches in diameter) shot out of me, along with some of the enema. The pain was rather intense and I went lightheaded for about 2 minutes or so before regaining some sense, my main thought as I collected myself was 'well that didn't go as planned'.

I love this section. There should be an Adult version of" America's Funniest Home Videos." I am in my 70s and like many of you, have been enemaed since childhood so can relate to some of these accidents. Not everyone,sadly, might find these stories funny. Cheryl177,I was telling your story about spilling your coffee enema on your carpet when the hose broke loose to a guy who has a carpet cleaning business.He didn't crack a smile and in a serious tone said "If I knew that's how the spill happened,I'd charged her double. People don't realize that kinda shit's hard on our equipment." I think people like him need an enema to loosen them up.Don't you?

Many years ago my one and only kinky GF and I decided to try hard to hold enemas. So I took a cool 2 qt enema and then she put her panties in my mouth and left for a few mins. She came in turned off the light and said "try this." Next thing i know I feel and ice cube go in my ass, then another then another till there was 8 up my frozen ass along with 2 quarts. She helped me get up and then put a butt plug in me. I was watching the girl next door outside in the kitchen and it was like an explosion, I just let loose. What a mess, she laughed

One time I was asked to keep the liquid inside as much as possible after a very huge filling. I was erect and very excited. My play doctor have the sadistic idea of examinating my penis while her friend would to try insertion of a catheter... It was uncontrollable I started to ejaculate and cannot hold anymore the enema... My play doctor and her friend got their coats soaked with my liquids. They laughed at me and enjoyed the scene.

I had some nice private time and decided to take a relaxing coffee enema. 1.5 qts brewed, cooled to 108 degrees, attached the bat nozzle, laid on the Epad, lubed my anus and the nozzle. Inserted and opened the clamp for a very slow fill. Massaging helped and didn't feel a thing. Wow, this has to go into the books as one of the most sensuous enemas ever !

Well, I should have suspected and checked. Heard the sucking noise and still didn't feel anything. After looking down, noticed the whole floor was brown. OH SHIT !!! The tube had came off the nozzle. Not a drop in me. All the coffee was spreading across the bathroom floor.

Urgent scramble with a hand towel to sop up the mess then plenty of Clorox wipes. Talk about a mood killer. I sat looking at the clean floor resolved to enjoy any enema this morning. I Filled the can with 2.5 qts of warm water, lubed the nozzle, inserted while in knee-chest position and started the flow. Obviously my eyes were open and checking each connection and holding the tube and nozzle. Success.

Lesson learned - again.

When the Tylers had their enema magazine, they referred to these accidents as "Enema Bioppers". The later issues had a page devoted to "Enema Bloopers".

One time, I was taking a coffee enema with a blue pumpkin bag with the rubber part that you hung the bag with broke. The bag was full and it fell straight down. When it hit the floor it created a loud pop. The damn coffee when everywhere. It was all over me, the wall, toilet, towel that I knelt on and floor. LaDonne exclaimed. "I think that you should consider taking your coffee orally from now on!." However, one week later. she was administering a coffee enema to me.

Besides usual tube disconnecting or bag falling down, I can recall one session when I was restrained in half sitting half lying position, with legs wide and up, and being given large enema with double balloon nozzle. When I had more than 3qts in me, person in charge, for some reasons decided to squat in front of me and pull on the nozzle. And to everyone's surprise the nozzle came out and I just begun to expel all over him. He kept cursing and laughing, I kept apologizing and expelling, and laughing too. It was a mess!

Once a air bubble went from the bulb to my rectum with a urgent need to fart. I was complaining and my grandma retired the bulb and a fart cam with all…

Nothing funny about the clean-up after an enema accident. Been there too many times.

Bet it happens to all who are into enemas... sure does put a damper on one's excitement...

Some of accidents or not:

1) farted before been given my first enema, which was embarrassing

2) got semi hard while lowering my underwear before getting into position, female nurse was standing and she sat my erection starting but said nothing

3) was taking enema and 2 female neighbours were passing and nearly saw me enjoying enema but I managed to hide.

It wasn’t the enema, it was my first time using coconut oil as a lubricant. I bought a small jar to try out. It was summertime, our bedroom was very warm.

I was lying on the bed and reached over to my nightstand to grab the jar. It slipped out of my hand and onto the bedspread and spilled all over. Some of it turned to liquid. Ugh!! That was the end of my relationship with coconut oil. I love the aroma of coconut, but what a mess!!

@Vicky V. I bet your bedspread,while messy, smelled much better than the spillage from many of the other accidents reported herein.

I got enemas in my bedroom and had to run down the hall to the toilet. One time I was so full I had an accident running down the hall. After that enemas were given in the bathroom

Recently using an open top bag on a stand.

Lying in bed on my back and managed to pull the stand and bag over the end of the bed and emptied most of the bag onto my chest. A soaking. Bring back a good closed top bag is all I can say.

Yesterday had house to myself , so decided an enema was a good idea, set up the bag with 2 litres of warm soapy water, lay on a mat in the bathroom, inserted the colon tube into me, turn on the tap and lay back to enjoy the enema, suddenly i became aware the mat was getting wet, quickly turned of the tap and took out colon tube, but the water kept coming, turned out the end of the hose from the bag had perished where it had been folded over when in storage ! Luckily it was at the colon tube end, so i reckon i can just cut the bad bit off and try again. mat into washing maching machine, try again another day !

Once after a long session with many enemas, eight, I had nausea and vomited. After that time I always take mineral salts.

Almost every enema I got from mom or grandma was while I was lying on my tummy in the cold bathtub. "Get your clothes off and go lay down in the tub while I get your enema ready!" I hung close to the kitchen sink as I watched her preparing the enema. "Get in there now before I swat your butt!" But mom, I don't need or want an enema, I'll try to poop again later. "You know that you need to poop every day. You didn't go yesterday so you're getting this enema today. Get in there now!"

It was quite sometime later that I had finally asked why I had to get my enemas in the tub. My older sister always got hers on the bed and praised for being such a big girl for her enemas. My mom finally told me that I sprayed poopy water all over while I was getting an enema and the tub was only the safe place. She finally relented somewhat and put a few inches of warm water in the tub. That was much better, but much more tolerable when I was allowed to lay on my back with my feet up on the side. I was then fixated on her holding the red enema bag and raising it up and down as I felt the different pressure.

I still leaked sometimes, but the issue was minimal and I wasn't under threat of getting my nose rubbed in it.

Have had lots of accidents. Using a new (to me) silicon lube. Nozzle poped out, quick put finger in anus and put finger over nozzle, quick, quick.

I was reading some of these "accidents" to Tess last night, she told me about Robin our youngest sister getting an enema after we moved from the farm to our new house in Philadelphia. It was probably the second or third time Robin got an enema at that house where we all got them laying on a rubber sheet covered with a towel on our stomachs on our beds. From the living room, the rest of us watched the bare butt run to the bathroom, but this time Robin came out squeezing her butt with her hand, as she cleared the doorway she let loose a series of brown squirts between her room and the bath room before landing on the toilet. Mom wasn't happy mopping the hall and bathroom. Fortunately it was all tile floors except the bedrooms, living room, and dining room, and Robin cleared her bedroom door before losing control.

Tess does help with memories from our past!

That's why I'm still LostInThe50s

The story after mine is a repeat, describes what has happened to me, a few brown spots to clean up. My dog found the spots. The lubricant allows the nozzle to pop out, plus the water pressure wants to push it out too. If it was one of my retention nozzles wouldn't happen but I don't always use them, oops slipped out again!