Enema, the word, does it give you a thrill?

Oh yeah!! I particularly like to say the word "enema" to a new partner who is about to receive one for the first time.

Does it ever! I find it exciting to say "your getting an enema!" while I'm taking my enemas - that's how exciting the word "enema" is to me.

Why is it so? Got to be because "enema" was once such a dreaded word to hear that it became something so dreaded it became pleasurable!

It's very exciting to me. I like to hear it, say it, and do it. LOL

The first time I got an enema from an adult play partner, she got up close to me and whispered in my ear - I am going to give you an enema - I got so hard so fast ... since then when I am giving, I do the same thing.

The times I have met potential partners and we meet for coffee or something to see if there is a connection - and when it feels like there is - I always lean close and whisper the same thing in her ear - and the reaction is the same for both of us every time.

It's hypnotic.

I believe more than just the word comes into play. When the term "enema" is mentioned, it is all the other thoughts that are associated with it that produce the excitement.

Sometimes when I am alone I will say "enema" just to hear it. I remember searching the internet for an video where the word "enema" was mentioned. Hearing the word can cause tingling in my tummy!

> Enema, the word, does it give you a thrill?

Yes! The word 'enema' has given me a thrill since that day long ago when I first heard it and shortly after hearing it, found out to my great pleasure what it meant.

Actually, I misheard the word when my father first said it. I was five and it was some time before I understood the proper pronunciation. What I heard Daddy tell me one afternoon was "Your mother and I are going to give you an enn-NIN-a-mah" (accent on the second syllable). Shortly afterwards I got my first 'enn-NIN-a-mah' kneeling nude on my hands-and-knees with Daddy holding the red bag and Momma inserting the cold-cream lubricated black nozzle and clicking hose clamp. It was absolutely wonderful. From that day on I would often think the word and, when by myself, excitedly repeat it aloud to hear the thrilling sound. I would say things like "We're going to give you an enn-NIN-a-mah tonight" or "Do you think you need an enn-NIN-a-mah?".

I don't really know just how long it was before I realized the proper pronunciation was 'IN--a--ma' but the word in either form thrilled me. I believe my father himself had a strong interest in enemas and, that when he and mother had decided to give me my first enema, he excitedly stuttered as he told me that they were going to "give you an--an--an enema" and I misheard it as "give you an enn-NIN-a-mah".

Aside from the delightful occasions when my parents would announce to me that I was going to receive the treatment I craved but couldn't ask for openly, I didn't hear the word 'enema' very often. But when I did hear 'enema', it never ceased to grab my attention and to thrill me. It still does even all these years later.

I also remember the sensations that overcame me the first time I saw the word 'enema' in print. I must have been eight or nine when I was leafing through the big Sears-Roebuck catalog and happened upon that wonderful section on hot water bottles and fountain syringes ('rubber goods' as they were called). "...for enema" appeared and I was stunned. I had looked in the catalog many times before but only at toys and boy things and seeing enema bags and the words 'enema', nozzle', and 'adult and infant rectal' was thrilling.

I also discovered that the big 1930s-era family medicine book my parents kept and consulted frequently had a marvelous five-page section entitled "The Proper Use of Enemas and Suppositories." I was riveted by the two illustrations accompanying the text: the first was of an infant in diaper-changing position being given an enema with a bulb syringe and the other was of a nude child on all-fours getting an enema from an enema bag. The authors strongly urged parents to make frequent use of the enema with their children and gave detailed instructions for administering enemas to children of varying ages. The use of suppositories and bulb-syringe enemas was recommended for toilet training. When completely trained, the child was to be switched to the enema bag. A paragraph that particularly fascinated me recommended that when it was time to change from the bulb, the parents not wait until an enema was needed but to pick a convenient time when the child was feeling well and administer the first bag enema gently and slowly. The idea was to make the child comfortable with the enema process so that all future enemas would be easy for both parents and child. I am sure that my father had read this passage carefully before he made that wonderful announcement to me.

There are other enema hearings and readings I remember with fondness but I've gone on too long already.

But just for one last thrill: E N E M A ! !

Hearing the word "enema" also gives me a thrill. However, hearing the word "ob/gyne" gives me a stronger thrill... 😃

Absolutely a turn-on. My partner knows to whisper it at the right time

during "extracurricular activities" to promote a certain pleasurable

response from me. While we're at it: how can we forget the bonus

the internet provides? In the pre-internet days some of us would

wait for the latest monthly issue of Penthouse to rush out to see

if there were any "special preference" letters in the Forum about enemas.

If so: bingo! If not: another 30-day drought waiting for the next issue.

Today? any time of day or night I can go on the web and find a

cornucopia of enema material, much of it free. Could the transformation

have been more colossal?

I can add a little international feeling here. Since my native language is not English, THE WORD had little force on me,except I had written it gazillion times(txanks Mashie for new word) in Internet searchers, so I can say" ENEMA" without any tremble in my heart but story doesn't end here.

My native is Latvian and when I even think about THE WORD"KLIZMA",which is equivalent of ENEMA in my language, I instantly have"butterflies in my stomach",so the native word have the same fetish effect like ENEMA for English speaking people.

The second most used language in Latvia is Russian and I can be proud that I can get those "butterflies in stomach", not from one but two languages, Enema in Russian is"КЛИЗМА" and I can hear certain music in this word, too.

THE WORD is pure fetish, while having nothing to do with sex,it strikes immediately inbetween

legs(either side) and rise more pleasure than,for example, words" girl" or"kiss",which should be of greater eroticism,but for us isn't.

The mere word is thrill. All I have to do is see a Fleet enema in a store and I start thinking abourt when I get hhome.

When I hear the word "Enema or Suppository" I get a chill running down my spine. It really is something to hear that in random speak. If an adult says it when I was little I wondered who in my area was using them, and if it was so an so's mother etc... then I would assume they got it and it made me laugh too. The thought of the bratty little girl I know being given etc... and then not able to say I had something over her but to know I did was enough for whenever she was mean or being a brat I would smile and she wouldn't know why. As I hear it now I get really turned on if its used in an erotic tense and not from some medical book or Dr. Spock etc... if its whispered or used softly or told before "gonna give you etc..." then its even higher on my erotic scale. So as a whole...the words like that really give me a thrill.

Hearing the word enema, Is a huge turn on too me, especially when It isnt expected. last week I was at a local store that sells closeout items. It must have been my lucky day, I heard a girl say "oh look enemas" I walked over to the next isle and sure enough there were about 50 fleet single packs, for 50 cents each. she had five in her basket, and I when behind her and bought four, my only regreat was not striking up a conversation with her.

Oh, Fleet. You are going to regret that for the rest of your life, honey. You should have spoken with her. My heart just breaks for you.

~ Dianne

Here's another example of my thrill at hearing the magic word 'enema' and another childhood conversation in which I both heard and spoke it.

When I was ten, I had a good friend named Royce. He lived in a sort of kid-isolated neighborhood and when my Mom would drop me by his house, Royce and I played together alone, without any other kids around.

One summer afternoon when I was visiting Royce, his mom left to go shopping, telling us stay at the house while she was away. We were on the back lawn playing with a bunch of his toy cars, trucks, and things, both of us on hands and knees on the grass. I drove my car away from Royce and was surprised to feel something poke at my butt which was facing him. "I'm going to give you an ENEMAL" Royce said. I looked back and saw he was holding a black tube that went with one of the trucks and was pretending to put it into my ass. "I want to give you an ENEMAL" he said.

What the heck, I thought? ENEMAL. ENEMAL. What was he saying? ENEMAL?

Well, it suddenly clicked that he meant 'Enema' and I was very excited by the realization. Royce wanted to give me an enema! But why did he call it 'ENEMAL' -- why the 'L'?

Royce and I had a long and wonderful conversation about enemas and I discovered that ''ENEMAL' came from his mom's always announcing an impending enema by saying something like "An enema'll make you feel better" or "An enema'll bring down your fever." She always seemed to tell him what the "enema will" do to/for him and he mistook the word. I could understand since I had originally misunderstood the pronunciation myself.

Royce and I admitted to each other that we enjoyed getting enemas and he took me inside and showed me his mom's big red open-top enema bag hanging on the back of the bathroom closet door. Unfortunately, we had no chance to do more than look at the exciting enema bag since we heard his mom drive up outside.

We did have conversations about our enemas after that time, but never had a the chance I certainly wanted (and know he did too) to explore enemas together.

"Many people seem to become erotically stimulated by hearing the word enema. Is there a psychiatric explanation for this fact?"

Is only a feeling matters. Is definitely true for me and for all "good tasting" people around, nevertheless there are a lot of folks that don't likes enema. I think a psychiatric explanation not needed.

Happy E.

Acquaman

I have always been excited by the word enema. I loved it when my mom would say I am going to give you a good enema. When she said enema she really ment enemas.

I can relate to you getty60. When my mom said its enema time for you young man. I knew it was going to be at least two. The first either soapy or bakingsoda and the second a clear rince to make sure everything came out with the first one. The word excited me then and still does.

I have always been very sensitive to the word enema, and as a child hearing the word mentioned always gave me a little bit of a thrill. I remember once when my aunt Margaret mentioned to my mother that she was going to give my cousin Jennifer an enema,

I felt excited, but also very sorry for poor Jennifer who became very embarrassed. I know that I would have been absolutely mortified if my mother had said anything like that in front of me. Seeing the enema bags on display on the aisle shelf in our local drugstore was also thrilling, but of course I was also very careful not to let anyone see me directing too much attention in that direction. Hearing the word enema always gives me a thrill, and when I was a child I could sometimes feel my face become hot and flushed at the mention of that word.

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My nurse GF sometimes will text me with something like mystery ENEMA tonight, big ENEMA, or some other cryptic message that leaves no doubt that I am going to get filled in some way. I have most of the day to wonder what kind of treat or torture she has in mind. Its OK as she gets hers in return when she least expects it.

Enemas are an important first step for other procedures. Getting cleansed is a thrill and just part of the whole process. It is really erotic to hear the doctor say, "We've got to clean you out a bit before we can continue".

Definitely gives me a thrill. It didn't used to, as, unlike many here, I never had one as a child, so didn't know what it was until my teens. But it sure does now!

As well as the act itself, it might also be because it sounds a bit like' enemy'. The slight sense of fear adds to the thrill of it for me.

I used to look up the word enema in dictionaries, encyclopedias, reference books etc., and I guess there was some kind of thrill in it, though I was also looking for more information.

I spent some time doing the same on the web last year while trying to identify the old home nursing handbook where I first read about enemas at around 15. I found it eventually and got a secondhand copy. I think if you start taking (or getting) enemas in childhood, when you’re older there can be a sort of pull back to the original equipment, solutions, or in my case the original book. I like to use latex or red rubber tubing too, as that’s what I used in my first experiments.

I love the word ENEMA and all that goes with it. I get excited when I discuss enemas with others who are into it. I also love to hear people mention enemas in conversation or jokes. As a kid I used to look it up in dictionaries and indices to see what I could learn about it.

It's more than just a thrill. For me, it's been a sex word since my teens. In public, if I hear the word I'll act disinterested but inside I'm ready to start strokin. I love it when the word is used during the administration of an enema. It definitely heightens my excitement and will take me over the edge every time. My mom used the word in just about every sentance as she talked me through her frequent enemas, so I guess that's why it never fails to excite me.

Does it ever! For me it's not just hearing the word 'Enema' - it's seeing it written too - makes me feel all tingly inside.

Of course it does. Who could enjoy them and not be excited by the word being spoken. I heard it on TV not long ago and nearly snapped my neck looking at the screen to see what was going on.

Yes, I grew up when enemas were in vogue. In our house the word was in constant use. There were many enema warnings about everything. Moms phone conversations were about enemas. "do you good to take a large enema, I took one last night, oh your going to give your boy an enema. Give him much as possible. The screams will tell you when he is really full." only one time did I get an enema and the word was not used. Mom took my temp.rectally, shook her head and went to the bathroom to prepare my enema. Yes I like the word and take large enemas with large nozzels and love the look of a full enema bag.

I share the feeling of most of these people who have commented.I remember being in the hospital as a child when my my mother told me they were going to give me an enema.

Early on I was squeamish about the word and the act. I passed up several opportunities to have enemas given to me and now very muchj regret it as it is now almost impossible to get one from someone else in my life. Yes, I get excited by the word.