Self Taught Enemas

I learned about enemas from my mother with her four ounce bulb before I was six. The rest, I learned by experience and experimentation.For that matter, I'm still

learning about them. Now, all of my enemas are self administered. All of this

brings me to a couple of questions. They are:

1. How did you learn how to give enemas to others and to yourself?

2. How did you learn to take them?

3. What other experiences have you had from which you learned about enemas?

Please tell us about it!

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In 1996, I was exposed to toxic chemicals of hexene, toulene and benzene, and since that time I have been on a campaign to rid myself of toxic substances. I went for a sequence of 6 colonics and each time I was improved in health. Then recently I started giving my self enemas to cleanse the colon and the stuff that has been expelled is unbelievable. Recently I visited a therapist and after the colon cleanse there I started researching information and found this web site. I am a massage therapist and want to expand my capabilities in helping people recover from illnesses.

I learned to receive them from the colon therapist that I have visited and giving myself them. My next step will be to give them to clients that desire to have a healthier lifestyle.

After each enema my wellness index greatly improves and my medical exams have always came back with good results. So I must be doing something right.

Clyde

If you really believe that taking six (or any number) of colonics is going to rid the body of aliphatic and aromatic hydrocarbons, you are fooling yourself.

Absorbed benzene and aliphatic compounds are excreted in the urine.

About a year ago my husband gave me my first ever enema and despite what I was expecting actually enjoyed it. The feeling of the warm water entering me, the building pressure, and then the relief that came from expelling it was strange but wonderful. After that first time I starting taking them on my own but on occasion he will still give me one if I ask.

Except for the first enema, that I received from an aunt in my youth, all the others in my life were self taught enemas.

Still looking for that someone to give TO

I used a syringe (the kind without a needle) that I got from a cattle supply store, and I disinfect it with rubbing alcohol.

The enemas that my mother gave me in my youth were a distant memory by the time my fetish resurfaced with a vengeance in my 30s. Everything I know I had to learn by experimentation. Sometimes these experiments have been messy, or humorous, but always fun.

When I first got up the nerve to try an enema again after almost thirty years, I started by buying a pack of disposable douches, and pouring out the liquid that came with it and replacing with warm water. I didn't know at first that you have to squeeze it the whole time or you get a a bulb full of dirty water. I figured that one out pretty quickly.

Soon after, I bought a bag, my first. I was confounded as to how it fit together. Once I figured that out, I had alot of fun with it.

I've gotten some great ideas, recipes, and what to expect from posters on this site.

Mick and I have learned alot together. We've experimented with different solutions, temperatures, equipment, and we're still learning. One thing that is on our wish list is to learn how to safely use a colon tube.

That intent on experimentation and new learning is one of the

keys to a vibrant life. Certainly, your enema experiences will

be more enjoyable if you try something new now and then.

I had gotten my share of enemas growing up and more or less made mental notes of how my mother went about preparing them. There was maybe a five year lapse in my late teens when I did not need enemas. I was in college when I decided to give myself one and all of those mental notes came back because it worked just fine.

When it comes to giving enemas to others I really do believe that you need to take one on your own first. You might say that was my training--I knew what taking one felt like so I more or less knew how to make someone else comfortable.

Like many on this site, enemas from our mothers were natural and part of growing up. Whenever I was ill for a period of days, I generally received an enema, and they had nothing to do with constipation. My folks just believed that they were good for me. I recall that they felt kind of good, and really didn't mind receiving them, although I was certainly too young to associate sexual thoughts with enemas at the time. Of course as I became older (perhaps 7 or 8 ), the enemas from Mom stopped. A few years later when I started going thru puberty and began to experience sexual desires, I learned very quickly that anal stimulation was the fastest and most pleasurable way I could achieve orgasm during masterbation. Naturally, the thought of trying an enema to enhance the sexual stimulation I felt with anal penetration readily came to mind. I've been hooked ever since. I guess you could say that my mother introduced me to enemas, but I've been self-taught since those early days. I've often wondered how many people are out there who have have never experienced the pleasure of an enema, simply because our society (or their parents) has taught them that enemas are uncomfortable, and only to be used as a necessity for therapeutic purposes. A bunch, I would bet. You all know the response you get from most people when the word enema is mentioned: EWWWWWWWWWWEE, how awful! Little do they know. 😃 Of course, there's a bunch more that enjoy anal stimulation, but are too emabarassed or shy to admit it.

I tought myself about enemas. When I was younger, i got a small bulbfull when I was constipated. When I got my period, my constipation got worse around that time and got the nerve to get my first bag. Since then, I give my self enemas during that time and inbetween.

I'm entirely self taught. Never received one from either parent. I discovered my moms yellow latex bag by accident when I was about 12 or so. It didn't take much to figure out what it could be used for. And, since I had two or three hours alone after school every day, I did take advantage of it to experiment.

I saw an enema given in a porno on line when I was younger, I got me really excited, but I didn't follow up. When I first started college, I saw another one, it had the same effect. There was a 24 hour pharmacy not far from my dorm, so I went to it, and felt so embarrassed that I left. I just couldn't come to taking an enema kit to the counter and checking out. I got back to the dorm, and then went immediately back to the pharmacy and just went in and grabbed it. I was so glad I did. I went back to the dorm, and begin reading online about different enemas. I experiment with soap, hot water, salt, oil, and other popular enemas, but eventually I went with just the warm water enema.

I am now considering buying more enema equipment online, such as a bigger nozzle, one that hurts just a little when it goes in, but is big enough that it won't come out on its own. I'm also thinking about a butt plug to insert to help with retaining the enema after it is emptied into the bowel.

I remembered how my mom gave them to me and starting doing them in the tub around age 11. Then I learned how to user the bag and began that around age 12. I have enjoyed enemas ever since.

Entirely self taught

My mom gave them to me when I was young and I could never get that kind of enema again due to the gentle kind and loving way she gave them to me but I did go on giving my self enemas and still loving them I do agree though that I still learn new tricks on this sight and like some and some I don't but I do learn alot from others so I still teach myself 😎

I learnt to self-administer quite early in my 20's. But in all honesty there is absolutely no substitute for several long deep enemas, given by someone with good experience, in a warm relaxing unhurried atmosphere with a decent break between each enema.

Frazer

Entirely self taught. I started experimenting with a water hose up my shorts / bathing suit at around 9 or 10. That lasted a year or two and stopped. After my divorce at 50 I had a private back yard and remembered the hose, then I got a red bag and learned how to do it proper.

Fortunately I had enough sense not to use too much pressure with the hose and not get so full I couldn't make it to the bathroom.

No parents influence for me. i had a daily of complete privacy and my very special cyber friend assumed her domme side and had included as part of her instructions 3 enemas (lemon juice, mineral oil and water) - started reading up as much as i could, then had the experience in the pharmacy of buying the enema kit. The enemas were like a first date - unsure of myself, double checking the instructions that came with the kit, the water temperature, the measurements, what positions to use. i even forgot that they were punishment enemas - i just enjoyed the experience.

It's not convenient for me to have enemas, but enjoy them when i have the chance, and love reading and learning from others experiences. And love this site! 😃

I taught my self to take enemas when I was a teen my friends in school talked about it and we had an enema can hanging on the wall in the washroom so I tried taking an enema I was not successful at first but gradually I started enjoying it.

Ilikees

I took my first enema when I was thirteen, with a water pistol.

It was a metal one with a plunger on the back which was pulled back

with the nozzle in water to fill it, then when the trigger was

pulled it would squirt about ten feet. I put the nozzle in my ass

and started pulling the trigger it was a great feeling but it

didn't hold much water. In later years I acquired a two qt. open top bag which I used often. I once took 5qts. with this bag by refilling it with water from a gallon jug till I had 5qts. in me. Now I have a 5qt. bag but I have never been able to take 5qts. again, even with a colon tube inserted 23 inches,although I have tried. ilikees

After finding my mother’s equipment, I began to experiment on my own and have been using then for over 40 years now.

I learned about enemas by reading Forum magazine when I was a teenager. I adapted a shower hose which was simply fitted on to the bath taps with rubber connectors. I only managed to flush out my rectum in those early days because I was afraid to keep the hose in for more than a few seconds. Since joining this site I have gained such a lot of knowlege, it's fantastic!

Had enemas as a kid. Nothing sexual in nature just good ole' stomach cleaning. I started doing them later in twenties when on a really mission to get bowels right I feel in love with the bag. Been doing them since. Even turned my wife onto them when I started talking about how good they were for your body. Can't stop now.

I just followed the techniques my mum used on me ... but reversed things in that I have always been a "giver". I guess we are all different but united in a common interest.

Aussie John

I got enemas with a bulb when I was a kid, and mom sort of explained what she was doing and why, so I guess I learned the basics from her.

But when I was a teenager my interest grew stronger and I started reading home first aid and medical books in the library and was surprised to learn the preferred delivery of an enema for older children and adults was a bag syringe or can of at least two quarts. I became obsessed with finding out how a person could possible get two quarts of water in themself without blowing up. My early experiments with multiple bulbs full were quire unsuccessful. I figured the bag was the key and once I had a driver's licence and could go to a drugstore where nobody knew me I got up the courage to buy a bag. It was a Faultless Folding Syringe with a yellow latex bag. I got that one because it was small and I figured it would be easier to hide. It took quite a bit of practice before I could take a whole bag.

So I guess that although I knew how an enema with a bulb worked, I was self-taught with the bag.

From age four to eight my Mom gave enemas and no education or training. Many were just a small amount of warm mineral oil. Later they were warm tap water occasionally containing a bit of table salt.

When I was eight my Mom announced that I must have a soapy enema and my Dad would help teach me how to hold it long enough to really clean me out. That evening Mom mixed the solution while Dad explained the bowel action I'd experience and how he would help me overpower the urge to expel. He coached me, with words and gentle massage through a series of three enemas. I graduated from that experience with his congratulations and an understanding of how to prepare and take a thorough cleansing enema. Later on, I'd teach myself about other recipes and injection techniques.

I was given enemas using a black bulb (an unusual type - the thread was on the bulb and the nozzle was screwed on rather than screw in). Anyway nobody told me how to give myself an enema.

To this very day, I do not know WHY I did what I did. One day when I was 11, I was in our upstairs bathroom closet (A large walkin closet with selves on both sides.

I saw the black bulb and started to squeeze it. "Why not" I probably said to myself.

So I locked the bathroom door and went over and filled the bulb from the faucet--using lukewarm water (When I got enemas, there was already a pan of soapy water in the sink already prepared). I screwed on the nozzle (I never used vaseline).

I took off my clothes and laid a towel on the floor (I was given enemas while I laid over

a stool) and laid on my stomach on the towel. I found it really easy to reach back with one hand holding the bulb and put the nozzle into me. I usually squeezed using both hands.

That one act so long ago started a pleasureable liking (either given by myself or given by others) of enemas (and sometimes with a rectal thermometer).