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

The mention of the word "enema" really turns me on and the sight of the equipment really does get me going. I've been an enema pervert for almost 70 years. The word "douche" and "enema" really does it for me.My wife is going on a cruise next week so that will let me have full reign of the house and our enema equipment. Don't be surprised if I post some very erotic experiences with water and a hose up my ass. I also like to delve into the feminine hygiene side of things with the old belted Kotex pads and tampons. I'm off the deep end when it comes to the 60's stuff. I'll keep you all posted.

For me and Carla, there's no psychiatry involved. Ejaculating in a woman's rectum is giving her a small enema with a big, sexy nozzle. Our foreplay consists of a series of enemas. She announces her readiness for sex by requesting an enema and uses the word repeatedly as we progress through the enemas toward the penultimate clitoral orgasm. When she has finished, she says, "Now give me my natural enema," or similar words, always including the e-word at least once.

The real issue is -- what makes some men want anal sex badly enough to put in the effort to win over women without that desire? For me, it had to do with 1950's birth control. I was petrified of unwanted fatherhood and intrigued by my peers' speculation about the anal alternative. My first vaginal experience scared me out of wanting more. Then my anal erotic landlady introduced me to love without fear and enema foreplay.

Switchable Susie, want to give it a try?

I was thinking about the power of the word enema the other day, and low-and-behold this thread shows up in recent replies.. checking, I see I posted here way back at #153 in 2012.... but my recent thought was about how when I was young the word "enema" was so spell-binding and magical in a way, no other word quite like it!

Yes definitely hearing the word gets me thinking about the feelings of taking one.

Jim

Mention the word ENEMA and you have me UP and excited, and that goes for no matter where were at, we could be in the drug store or walmart

Just reading the way the word enema is used or referred to excites me at times - a perfect example is in https://en.zity.biz/index.php?mx=forum;ox=display;msg=970925 where the phrase "I packed the enema in our suitcase, just in case" appears - wow that excites me!

The word Enema, spoken by a female to me at anytime is the greatest stimulus known to my mind.

When I hear the word I kind of freeze in time and my thoughts are only on her and the possibilities no matter what age.

Will

I had a doctors appointment last week with a urologist due to a high PSA test. Got the usual finger up the butt, but, not fun as he shoved it in like he was trying to chamber a round with a bolt action rifle in the heat of battle! Actually shoved my whole bent over body forward and made me grunt exhaled air. Anyway, after this he was explaining to my wife and I that I needed to have a biopsy done and that I would need to take an enema before the procedure. Wife gave me a little nudge hearing this as she knows how much they turn me on. And that folks, was the only high point of the appointment. So yes, even just hearing the word spoken is a huge thrill!

I hope your biopsy goes better than my experiences. I’ve had three of them. On the first one, everything went fairly well. In fact, it was actually “enjoyable”. After your enema clears you out, the urologist will insert a rectal probe up your butt and explore around taking ultra sound images of your prostate. He will also measure it, size wise, via ultrasound. This procedure actually felt pretty good as he moved the probe “in and out” and around inside my butthole. Then, he very slowly injected two large syringes with long needles, one on either side of my hole to numb the area. He waited a few minutes then said he was going to retrieve 12 tissue samples from my prostate. He then reinserted the anal probe, which was probably 5 or 6 inches in length and about the diameter of a quarter. He then shot 12 needles, one at a time, into my prostate through my rectal wall to retrieve a tissue sample. The first needle was a bit painful, probably because the novocaine had not taken full effect. The remaining 11 tissue retrievals were much less painful. I did have traces of cancer, but the doctor said we should wait a year and do ANOTHER biopsy to see how aggressive the cancer was. So...a year later we repeated the process (enema, rectal insertion, etc.), but this time, for some reason, the novocaine must not have worked. Each of the 12 shots from the probe were excruciatingly painful. This time, a year later, my cancer was found to have spread a bit writhin the prostate, so it was decided I needed to have radiation treatments. This necessitated another very painful rectal probing, this time to inject 6 gold markers into the prostate. These markers help the radiologist/oncologist to “zero in” the radiation on the prostate to zap cancer cells. Now, nearly 2 years later, my PSA is 0.0 (ZERO point ZERO). I hope it stays like that!

Anyway, I hope all goes well for you and you get properly numbed for your procedure.

TM48,

Thanks for the information and your well wishes. You may think me a woose, but I requested that it be done under sedation. I was having some second thoughts about having it done that way because of the extra expense involved; the ekg, Anesthesiologist, operating room. Those bills just never seem stop coming. But after reading your experiences, I'm glad that I'll be going to sleep and waking up not knowing or caring what happened in-between. Doctor also said that since I'll be "under" he would go up through my penis to view the prostate from the inside and additionally check out my bladder. So, I guess I'll know what is what in about 4 weeks (2 weeks before procedure and another 2 until my follow up appointment. I'm very glad for you that your outcome has been so successful, and hope is that your psa remains zero point zero. Again thanks for all!

Diamond

Diamond

I also had the cystoscopy done during another appointment. It was done while being conscious. It was very uncomfortable but not particularly painful. They put some numbing grease on my penis and on the probe which was pushed up into my bladder.

TM48

Hearing the word, lavement in French, is so exciting and I feel also embarassed because I would like to tell I love it but too shy and too taboo

Diamond

I also had the cystoscopy done during another appointment. It was done while being conscious. It was very uncomfortable but not particularly painful. They put some numbing grease on my penis and on the probe which was pushed up into my bladder.

TM48

Oh my, don't know how you could stand that - just the thought goes right thru me.

Yes, the word enema triggers something in my mind, that brings back great memories of love and care and satisfaction.

Oh my, don't know how you could stand that - just the thought goes right thru me.

The big thing is to get to where you are relaxed about whatever is going to happen. Being stressed leads to tension which leads to increased discomfort and the stress leads to increased perception of discomfort.

Yes, the word ENEMA, definitely gives me a thrill.

Hearing that word when I was young would make me weak in the knees, break out in a sweat and get a dry mouth. Not because I thought I was going to get one, but usually because I would think of the person mentioned, usually a girl and imagine what it would be like to spread those cheeks and insert that nozzle. Gets my attention to this day. Some things never change and I hope they don't.

No! I'd immediately make me want to run to the hills... run for your life. Just like the title to this track.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86URGgqONvA

Yes the word enema is very thrilling. I must type it in my phone a lot, because once I get to en... enema is an auto selection choice 😃

Definitely exciting to hear enemas spoken about especially by females

Absolutely! Just hearing the word enema is a tremendous turn on. Hearing the word bottom is a major turn on also. I suppose it’s the word association that arouses me

Oh, of course! Particularly if a woman says it! In my native language is sounds even better in my opinion!

Yes the word enema is very thrilling. I must type it in my phone a lot, because once I get to en... enema is an auto selection choice 😃

Same here! Spell check is my worst enema! 😈

Yes. I have to play it cool on the rare occasions it comes up in public. But when when I'm own, especially gearing up for a session, the word causes an inner rush. I will say it out loud during the preparation of the bag and solution: "Hot soapy enemas." It adds to the excitement.

As a kid before I was ten years old, if I heard the word “enema” my penis would get rock hard. When I was a teen, all I had to do was think about the word “enema” and I’d be hard as a rock.

Yes it does.... i like hearing it spoken and seeing it written. Nothing is more erotic that having someone tell me I'm about to get an enema and tell me about how much I love enemas .... and how much they love the way the enema makes me feel.

Yes, it DOES. Just hearing the word "ENEMA" turns me on hotter than vanilla sex. Just seeing an enema bag hanging in the shower turns me on. If there is a nozzle attached to the tubing really catches my undivided attention. I remember when i lived in Brooklyn during the 1970s I had a neighbor Pam that I had an affection for. I was about fifteen when she had moved into the neighborhood. She had two kids and was a single parent. She was in today's terms a BBW but very sweet. I was thin compared to her. I used to get enemas from my aunt and also enjoyed getting them but in those days and at that age I did not understand why I liked getting them and thought there was something wrong with me for liking them. Well anyway, one day I was visiting Pam as she was friends with my aunt when Pam called me into the bathroom to help her with attaching a shelf on the wall. I walked into the room.... and there it was.... Her red rubber open top enema bag with the red tubing and the silver pinch clamp and attached to the end of the tubing was a black rectal nozzle. I stopped dead in my tracks. My face must have turned as red as the bag as Pam was watching my reactions. I tried to down play what I saw then she asked me what was wrong. I think I stumbled on my words and she laughed. She asked me if I knew what it was and I said an enema bag. Then she asked me if I ever had an enema and I said yes, I got them "a few times". She said that she had given her son an enema that morning then sent him to school. During the next year or so, Pam would on occasion bring up her enema bag. When I was seventeen, around my birthday she flat out asked me if I enjoyed getting an enema and of course I did not admit that I loved them. She knew. By this time, we had had some intermit conversations and she told me for my birthday she would love to use her enema bag on me. She admitted that she enjoyed administering enemas and that she has to give me a birthday spanking too. She was looking at my pants when she said it and I could not hide my raging hard on. She said that there was nothing wrong with this kink and she was the first person to expand my knowledge. She told me to remove all my clothes except for my trr shirt and briefs and to lay face down on her bed. I remember the smell of her perfume and I was as hard as a brick. Pam went into the bathroom and I heard the water running and in about ten minutes returned carrying her full enema bag. It had soap suds leaking from the top of the bag. SHe also had a larger rectal nozzle (not the douche nozzle). She had a smile from ear to ear on her face. She walked over to me and hanged the bag from a hook she had in the wall. She took her vanity stool out from under the vanity and placed it next to the bed. She told me to get up and stand on her right side. I got up and did what I was told. She embraced me with a hug and wished me a Happy Birthday and kissed me on the cheek. She then sat down on the stool and guided me across her ample lap.I was over her knee starring down at the carpeted floor when she said I was going to get a "Birthday Spanking". She started to spank me over my briefs. She gave me seventeen spanks with her open hand then stopped. They were not too hard but more then you would expect. My cock was as hard as it could have been! Then she said that was a warm up spanking then I felt her thumbs go between my back and the elastic band of my briefs. With one motion, my briefs were down to my knees. Then her voice changed and she reached over to the vanity and took out her paddle. In no time it was raised high and she really paddled me to the point my legs were kicking in the air. Then she stopped and told me to get up. I did rubbing my buttocks and my cock sticking out. Pam got up and hugged me again, this time kissing me on the lips, our tongues meeting. Then she guided me down to the bed face down. Then she opened up her vanity and took out a jar (yes a glass jar with the metal lid) of Vaseline. Then she took the tubing into her hand and smeared the nozzle with it. It seemed like a lifetime before I felt her thumb and finger part my well spanked buttocks and slid the nozzle into me. She waited about a minute or so I assume to look at her handy work then she said here it comes and I heard the click of the clamp and felt the warm soapy enema start to fill me. She took her time filling me not to cause any cramping. It felt so good that Pam started to see me twitch. At this time she started to move the nozzle in and out and I came right on her bed. Shortly after she let out a scream like I never heard before. After that we became very good enemates until she moved away. MISS those days!!!!

Yes definitely even back to my youth . Hearing the word spoken or seeing a enema kit in drugstore, the mention in movies and tv thru the years. Just the word ENEMA can invoke a enticing,invasive and tantalizing feeling once it is heard. I remember when late fifties and early sixties it being somewhat like a taboo to be mentioned although they were commonplace in home use and certainly in the medical field. Just the mere mention of the word HOSPITAL would bring it to mind knowing in most instances if you had a stay there receiving one was certainly in store at some point or another including prior to discharge like being given a clean bill of health and their sign off with you as patient. I can remember the word being spoken and others particularly in gender mixing together could exhibit various reactions such as blushing , laughter, embarassment and squirming around if seated. Occasionally someone would admit to having endured one especially if a hospital stay had been had by them. It always seemed to be the same explanation of the experience in that "I thought that hot soap water was never going to end and I felt like my belly was about to burst" which usually brought about laughter from their listeners to which the enema victim would reply " bet you don't laugh if you have to receive one". Pretty standard conversation generally on the subject back then.

I remember seeing the boxed enema and douche kits in drug store front Windows as a youth and preteen. Yes I became enema enthusiast at early age myself dealt with receiving one at hospital morning of discharge when 12 y.o. having been there a bit over a week for internal issue and little bowel movement action during my tenure. Remember it very well. It took a bit of restraining by second nurse in assistance to the giver after approval by parent when told of my reluctance in letting them perform their duty as it had been prescribed by my overseeing physician after his morning round of visiting patients including me ready for discharge. Fretter

Not sure that I could say a psychiatric reason for the word enema to raise emotions for me, but psychologically the word enema causes a twitch in my lower region. I have always had a fascination with enemas, having been given enemas by my mother when I was small and then moving to self administration at around the age of twelve. Like others, I am old enough to remember seeing the enema kits on the drug store shelves. I bought my first enema bag when I was 16. It was a Davol amber open top bag that had the rectal and douche nozzles. Watching the bag expand as I poured soapy water into it was always thrilling. The frothy foam always stayed at the top of the bag letting me know that the contents would soon be entering my bowel. Just talking about it here is getting me excited.

Most definitely i just hear the word and get all excited. Especially when out in public and see a good looking man i often think to myself i wonder if he ever had an enema or what a thrill it would be to give him one. When visiting someone in the hospital i always like to walk the hall's to see if anyone is getting an enema especially in the emergency room because most door's are left open.

When i connect with a guy the first thing i bring up is have you ever tried an enema prior to having your butt worked on and if they respond no or what is it i get really excited and talk them into letting me give them one,