First time giving

Many of us on this site share a common start in enema involvement in that we were given an enema at a younger age by our mothers. For me this was about age 5 when after many days of constipation my mother got out of her sick bed and without any explanation that I recall, removed my panties, bent me over a clothes basket in the bathroom and with a higginson syringe administered sufficient liquid to well and truly cure my problem.

This was a total shock to me at the time but led to a fascination with the device of my relief that has continued on for more years than I would like to admit and a red higginson syringe still resides in a toilet bag in my panties drawer and is still pressed into service as required with complete success.

I can not think of many personal health products in that area as reliable and predictable as a 2 pint enema. From the moment you remove it from the drawer you know what is going to happen.

Over the years since my mothers action which by the way was the only time I received an enema from her, my interest has continued in this method of bowel control and in spite of many experiments ( I was a pretty constipated kid) with suppositories and laxatives I have always returned to my trusty enema syringe for reliable relief.

By my teen years I was regularly self administrating with my own purchased syringe (you could buy Higginsons in the local chemist shops) and although dating at that time an enema was not a subject that I ever discussed with potential boyfriends as at that time I associated it with my bowel habits which I also did not discuss with anyone.

In later years as maturity set in, the sexual nature of my favorite constipation cure became obvious but at teen time I don't think I had made that connection. Some years later I was flatting with another girl who discussed her sluggish bowels one evening and without getting into the details I ended up using my syringe on her with excellent results. This was the first time I had ever given an enema to someone else and I realised that I enjoyed not only the preparation and actual injection but especially the satisfactory results achieved ( I enjoyed helping her) and this altered my perceptions of my association with enemas and their use forever. I think I was 19 at the time.

So here's my question for discussion. Have you given an enema to someone besides yourself and what were the circumstances?

How old were you when it first happened? What effect did it have on you?

Food for thought?

Emma

Emma, were you aroused by the experience? And what was your flatmate's reaction? Did it ever happen after that one time?

Hi Senior

I am a little surprised to only get 1 reply (yours) to this post as I thought it would be an interesting subject for discussion but Yes I was aroused and as I do not have lesbian leanings I was very careful not to reveal that to my friend as I did what was necessary to relieve her. She had never had an enema before and I was careful to explain the proceedure and treat her gently. I don't think she enjoyed the experience but she certainly enjoyed the results. The subject was mentioned a couple of time during our period together but each time as a casual " I might need your toilet thing sometime " comment but nothing ever transpired so I guess she came right on her own. I always offered to help if needed but never pushed anything.

Have you ever given anyone else an enema?

Emma

Emma: Isn't this somewhat like Jesus' statement about giving a man a fish vs teaching him how to fish? Perhaps you should become the good teacher for your friend-that could lead to her coming to this board, or discovering the erotic aspects of our interest?

Yes, I've given many to present IBS ridden wife- about 2 to 3 times per week, with a 14 oz. bulb (she dislikes bags & volume), but asks for one about once/month. She sees nothing sensual about any of it; it's strictly for relief.

Emma: Is that your real name? It certainly fits this forum. Ti answer your question I have on several occasions. For a time I had a girlfriend that was also a great play partner. We both enjoyed spanking, rectal temperatures and enemas, both giving and receiving. Needless to say I do miss her. She could slide a well Vaselined nozzle up you like nobody else!

I gave my first enema to a girlfriend that was doing a detox program. The program involved taking a 2-3 cup enema with spirulina. I manged to let me give her one to begin with. Then I managed to let me give her more regular ones. One thing I did was to take a late 80's faultless bag, and inflate it with very hot water and air. I would then let the bag sit like that hours at the time and manage to increase the capacity by at least a pint or so. This way her enemas became 2.5 Qts! Love that until there was a hole. I then found out that newer bags were not as elastic so I bought a 3qt bag but she could tel that it was larger and insist she would fill it up 2/3....too bad!

The day I gave my mother the first enema I ever gave it happened just after I had come home from school, I was a 16 year old sophomore, my mother was 46 years old, and my aunt Kathy was 49. I had arrived home earlier than expected, there was a football game that day and I had decided not to go but my older sister who was still in school did go, another older sister was at work and the oldest one was married and no longer lived at home.

When I arrived my mother and aunt were in my parent’s bedroom and my aunt had just finished giving my mother a soapsuds enema for constipation. My mother had problems with her knees and took her enemas in the Simms position because the knee chest was uncomfortable for her, so rather than lying on the bathroom floor the enema was given in the bedroom. My aunt was coming out of the bedroom carrying the empty enema can on her way to the bathroom and my mother was just getting up from the bed wearing only her bra, and was also headed for the bathroom, I could see that her abdomen was somewhat distended and she was holding it with both hands and panting heavily as she scurried to the toilet. When she got there my aunt ask me to go to the kitchen and put on the tea kettle so we could have some hot tea in a little while, than the bathroom door was closed. I did as ask and my aunt joined me a few minutes later.

About 20 minutes later my mother joined us wearing her robe and as we sipped our tea and munched on some cookies, my aunt said 'Marlene, some day you will be married and have a family of your own and on occasion they will need to have an enema. Although you have been giving yourself enemas for several years, (Since age 12) you need to know how to give an enema to someone else. You know I just gave your mother a soapy enema and in a little while she will need a rinse, we've talked it over and decided that if it's OK with you it's time for you to learn to give an enema and now is the opportune time to do it.' To say I was surprised and shocked would be an understatement. Me! Give my mother an enema! She gives enemas to me, not the other way around! My mother very perceptively could see by my facial expressions what I must be thinking, and she put her hand on top of mine and said 'It's alright with me Marlene, you need to know how to give an enema correctly and all three of your sisters have learned how by giving them to me or your aunt. Are you willing to learn how now? But if not now you will need to learn to do it later and it will be either to me or your aunt Kathy. 15 minutes later my aunt and mother were with me in the bathroom helping me to prepare 4-quarts of saline enema for her.

I won't go into all the details now but suffice it to say 25-minutes later I had put all but 120-ml (4-ounces) of the 4-quart saline enema into my mother. I was shocked, till then I didn't know that any one could take that much, it was a struggle for me to take 2-quarts and my mother was a smaller woman than I was. The stopping point of her enema was reached when my mothers breath had only become short rapid panting, long, deep breaths were out of the question, her legs were shaking and she had curled up her toes. When that happened my aunt told me that those were the signs she had taken as much enema as she could. (Those are the same signs I have when I'm on the verge of 'bubbling over' during an enema.) I closed the clamp and my aunt told me to take my time and slowly pull out the colon tube. ( I had learned how to get it all 18-inches into her although it took me much longer then it did for either of them to get it into me) As I extracted it my mother's head came back, she took a long deep shaky breath and then she let it drop to the bed and she came out with a low deep moan and she had become very 'wet.' Actually I had noticed that she started becoming 'wet' about three quarters of the way through the first 2-quarts and I felt quite embarrassed feeling that I shouldn't be seeing this happening, I'd first look at my mother and than my aunt then back and forth several times. My aunt realized what was happening and sensing my feelings told me that it was as much of a natural reaction for her as it was for me and that it was OK, but I still felt funny about it.

With the tube removed my mother got up and her abdomen was greatly distended, more so then when I saw her holding the soapy enema. (Later I found out that my aunt had only given her 2-quarts because of her constipation.) She was almost doubled over and holding herself with both hands as she made her way to the bathroom. I was very concerned about her because of the amount of enema I had put into her and wanted to stay with her while she was on the toilet but my aunt told me that she would be OK and that she needed her privacy just as I did after taking an enema so we both returned to the kitchen and made more tea and talked about what I had just done and how well I had given the enema. About a half hour later my mother joined us and told me how well I had done and that she felt so much better.

Marlene

Hi Emma

I have never given an enema to a person.

I would love to give an enema to someone especially to a female.

I think enemas are good for all of us. It helps flush out all our toxins and keep us healthy.

It is so good for most of us to relive the our childhood days for most of us been given an enema by our mothers??

The first enema I ever gave was to my sister, and the same could be said for her, it was to me, both preteens, with our mom watching and instructing.

How's that, you say.

Well, mom was a firm believer in a monthly enema (more often if needed) and she also believed it was a private thing, so we only got enemas from mom when dad was out of the house for an extended period of time ... at least three hours. Mom was a very liberal person and for as long as I could remember, she allowed my sister and me to romp naked in the house when dad was gone ... on enema day it made things very convenient.

When we got into double digit age, mom felt it was time we learned to self-administer and she taught us all she knew ... then watched under her guiding eyes as first I lubed and gave my sister an enema, then after an elapsed time, she did the same to me.

Was it sexual in nature. I don't know ... but we both did get excited about getting 'cleansed' (mom's term) because we both did not dislike enemas, but we just didn't do them without mom's presence. I think we feared she might discover what we did and might be angry.

Once mom was satisfied we knew the correct way to administer, she gave us instructions on how to self-administer ... sis watched me fumble to make an insertion and I pretty much watched her repeat my performance.

But we passed mom's test and told us she no longer would be giving us enemas and further said we could take enemas anytime we felt we needed one, but we were to make sure it was a private thing, no friends over, things like that.

We tried not to react, but I think mom knew it was our red letter day, so to speak, because we got home from school a couple hours before she and dad got home from work.

We'd get home from school about 2:30 and they wold get home from work after 5 ... over two hours to romp without clothing felt so good, we did out homework naked and just enjoyed the new-found freedom. Mom trusted us to make good decisions and we didn't want to disappoint her, but we also want to enjoy 'regular cleansings." We did many many times.

Who else did have we given enemas to ... I don't know about my sister. but for me, it has been only to my husband after discovering he enjoyed enemas too. We use them recreationally ... indoors and outdoors ... and we love being 'sans clothing' whenever possible, which is most of the time at home because were have a very private, secluded rural property.. Life is good for us.

Many years ago, before meeting my wife, I lived in an apartment and became close to a young lady whose boyfriend traveled extensively. We chatted frequently over coffee about many subjects. One day she mentioned she was more constipated than she had ever been. That was the perfect opportunity to offer my 'help'. I suggested giving her a soapy enema and she agreed. I used my 2 qt bag filled with a fairly strong Ivory soap solution. I positioned her in the Sims position and carefully lubricate her anus and an inch of her rectum. She was impacted. I showed her the enema nozzle as I lubricated it, then gently inserted the nozzle and started the flow - very slowly. She took nearly a quart over about 5 minutes.

She held the solution for about a minute and let me know it WAS TIME to expel. I helped her up and into the bathroom. After she expelled the whole contents of her colon, she came out with a huge smile.

I gave her quite a few more enemas over the following months. She offered to reciprocate the favor and I accepted. I moved and have not heard from her since.

Since that time, I have given enemas to some of the girls I dated. You never know until you ask.

The first enema I ever gave another person was to my boyfriend who is now husband, as a genuine punishment in college. We were supposed to go out for a fancy dinner at the end of exam week our first semester there. We were both 18 and had known each other since we were about 11-12 years old. I was dressed and ready to go out, but he never showed up at my dorm suite. He went out with his friends to celebrate the end of the first semester, and came to my room later that evening.

I told him I wouldn't let him sleep with me that night unless I gave him an enema. My roommate had just gone home so we had the suite to ourselves. We were going home the next day. He was surprised and never had an enema before, but since he wanted to sleep with me (actually, there was not going to be much sleeping) he complied with my demand. I wanted him hot and excited, not grossed out or in pain, so I gave him only a quart of plain warm water. He took it like an expert. I made him expel it while I watched as part of the punishment, and we had an amazing night of wild sex.

So far I haven't given anyone else an enema.

My husband and I have occasionally dabbled in enemas as a method of foreplay. Not often, but we have played around.

Last time we did that, which, now that I think about it was just about a year ago now,I told him that, next time we do it he has to be the receiver. He sais, "I guess fair is fair isn't it??"

Since then, every time I mention it, dead silence!! It's like he never heard me!!

Have you given an enema to someone besides yourself and what were the circumstances?

How old were you when it first happened? What effect did it have on you?

I've never given myself any enemas.I didn't grow up with or knew of enemas. I have only given them to my sub, my husband.

It was over 30+ years ago, I first helped him get an enema. He had told me about his "enjoyment" and I'd seen and experienced his reaction to enemas. Finally I agreed to participate by inserting the nozzle for him. What else exactly, I don't remember. Needless to say my participation in, and with his enemas, has only increased since.

I've enjoyed his reaction to enemas. I've enjoyed the hardon he gets and the sex that is needed to give him a "release" from that hardon.

Since we became Miss and sub, it just increased my, and his, reaction to his submitting to me. His taking enemas as I see fit, not because he wants one.

The first enema I ever gave to anyone else was @Cedar a few years ago. It was a bulb enema and I was fully clothed - and He had just pulled down His jeans so I could put the nozzle into Him. It wasn't what we had planned - and it was rushed but I remember that very first time I slipped that enema nozzle into Him. 🌹

I think I kept sliding it back and forth inside of His ass - because I loved watching the nozzle sliding into Him and then back out. It was fascinating to me and I didn't squeeze the bulb those first two or three or more times I was 'getting used' to the way it felt putting the enema nozzle into Him. 🌹 Time was a little rushed - and I don't think I even gave Him a full enema before we had to go, but I loved it. Most of that first time - I was getting used to putting an enema nozzle into Him and taking in what His butt looked like with me doing that. 🌹

The thing is - He was the first person I ever gave an enema to and it was intense for me.

First time was enema for son of my girlfriend. He was 5 yo. Reason - acetonemic syndrome in children. The enema or infusion necessary for increase liquid volume in body because vomiting doing impossible to drink. Girlfriend was sick and asked me to help with his son. I used 4 oz (120 ml) bulb and clear warm water. He was lying on his side naked on the bed. I took vaseline and lubricated his hole and nozzle. Then I gave he slowly 4 bulbs and held his bottom 15 minutes. Boy wasnt cry, indeed he was very quiet. We went to the bathroom, after bowel movement I bathed his.

First time giving was to my wife about 3 years ago I still give her some from time to time but she does not like them.

When that finally happens it WILL be stressful!

It'll be bad enough if it's my husband worse if it's one of my children.

I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. And I WILL make it across!

It may be the same way I felt, not long after I was promoted when I had to fire someone who had previously been a coworker. There was no alternative under the circumstances! I didn't sleep the night before. I had to pull over and vomit on the way to work. Got it done about 9 AM but I was not productive the rest of the day and could not eat lunch.and I went home about 2 PM I was in bed by 8 and slept till usual wake up time the next morning.

Who taught you to give enemas? Who did you do it for the first time? Did you lubricate putting your finger in your ass? Were you excited?

My father was my only parent. He had to teach it to me slowly

I was ALWAYS able to watch him mix and set up the enema.

By age 7 I was holding the bag when he filled it and attached the hose.

At 8 I was attaching the hose, and carrying the bag into my bedroom. Also helping him set up the bed.

Later in that year( I got 3 enemas that year) for what turned out to be the last one before I turned 9, i did my own insertion, and had to say "Ready" before taking the deep breaths and letting him open the valve.

After I turned 9, was the first time I had to use a pre-enema, In that case a simple glycerin suppository. I was essentially told that the enema does not start until after that suppository is in. He put the suppository in a washcloth and handed it to me like that, I was told "No stalling!" SOOOOOOO, In it went! Then he asked me "Are YOU confident it is far enough up that it won't fall out?" I remember just saying "Yes!" and nothing else He told me to take a couple of minutes to relax, then "You know what comes next, don't you?" I said "Yes, Daddy I do!" He handed me the hose.

When I was 10 I only got ONE enema the whole year, and that crazy slumber party with the Dulcolax abuse was probably part of the reason.

But YES I have ALWAYS bee a participant at an age-appropriate level

Hello.

At what age did you give your first enema to another person? Who was? How did you enema to him/her?

About age 24, I had a GF who I convinced to try my major kinks, enemas, rubber and sneakers. On my bathroom rug, Her in a neoprene wetsuit jacket and sneakers, I gave her about a quart with a bag and hose. After she held for awhile she got up and emptied herself, after which we fucked on the bathroom rug. I gave her several more enemas before we broke up two years later.

Eric

I was 13 Patty was only 11 but fully developed full bush and big boobs. we had sex under the big oak tree in the sand pit earlier in the day and made plans to do it again that afternoon in the pine forest behind our house. I brought with me an old enema bag and some water. I gave her an enema in the pine forest with her on her back with legs up. I hung the enema bag on a branch. she took it right down. I remember thinking that I should have brought more water with me. years later I gave my wife an enema in that same forest.

The first enema I've given was to my wife when I was in my early 30's. She was having constipation issues and wasn't able to find relief so I brought up giving her an enema. After some thought she said yes, I bought a bag and her first enema was laying on her side.

The first one I gave was to the girl who started me on enemas. I gave to her for weeks until I got up the courage to let her give to me. With her, it was her laying on her back and she was rubbing her clit and shook her head yes when she was ready for the nozzle to slide in. Then another shake yes when she wanted the water to start flowing. Then if she wanted me to stop the flow she would signal me with her left hand which was her free hand or she would tap my leg because she was fingering me while the water was going in. I had watched her a few times before is why she didn't have to say anything. I wanted her to know that I paid attention when she was giving to herself. I was not into anything going in me back there during this time. She was trying to convince me that enemas can be great.

The first enema I gave to someone else was to a girl I was dating after I started working. She wanted to try anal intercourse, and I was a bit leery about picking up something from her rectum. We finally decided that an enema before hand would take care of my concern. After that I gave her an enema every afternoon before we went out for the evening, and then we had great sex after we returned to her place. This finally evolved into mutual enemas, some times simultaneously, sometimes in tandem, as I was really turned on by them, whether giving or receiving.

The only enemas I have given to anyone other than myself was my wife. When I got married I looked for an enema or douche bag in my new wife’s things. Nothing, and after a few subtle questions I concluded my wife had never had an enema other than one Fleet in the hospital prior to our first child's birth. I had some enema equipment hidden in my shop. I gave myself enemas when my wife was out shopping, but I wanted more. After Penthouse ran the series of “Special Preference” letters I decided to see if I could get her interested. I bought a new enema bulb and put it under the sink where she was sure to see it. One day when we were in the bathroom together she brought it out and asked what that was for. I said I use it to give myself enemas. She put it back without further comment and changed the subject. A few weeks later I bought a new combination bag enema syringe and put it under the sink in the bathroom, next to the bulb. A few days later she asked why I had bought that “douche bag”. I told her I had read how some couples find it exciting to give each other enemas. I showed her a couple of those Penthouse letters. She read quietly and said something like, “that’s gross!”

Some weeks later we had been at a party and when we got home there was a little late-night action taking place. I had slipped a finger into her butt without any resistance so I thought, “Let’s go for it!” I whispered in her ear that I wanted to give her an enema. She said she didn’t understand this fascination I have with enemas but after a bit of sweet-talk and begging, she agreed to try it, but I had to take one first. I filled that new bag and I lay on the bed on my back with knees drawn up and there was no missing my raging hard-on. I took about half the bag, saving the other half for her. While holding the quart of plain warm water in me, we switched places. I only gave her a little before she said she was full and had to go to the toilet. She came back from the bathroom, refused to take any more, and we had fairly routine sex. A slow start.

Over the next few weeks I would occasionally bring out the bag hoping she would warm up to the process. She rarely took more than a few ounces, claiming she was full. Then she said she HAD to go and took off for the bathroom. She refused to take any more enemas. After that it became, “I will give you an enema if you get it ready, but don’t ask me to take any.” She said she could not get past worrying about having an accident, and then the long time it sometimes took to get all of the enema out. Eventually I stopped asking her to participate.

First time I gave enema to someone else was when I was student nurse, doing work experience in summer camp on Black sea coast.

In the camp were teens just few years younger than me.

So one morning a guy in his 17 came over to camp doctor, male doctor. He complained about cramps and stomach pain. Doctor asked him few questions and then told him to get on exam table on his back. Doctor lifted his tshirt and palpated his stomach. Then the teen guy was asked to roll onto his side and lower shorts and underwear. Doctor lubed his finger. He asked guy: ever had rectal exam?

To which guy replies: no, never.

To which doctor replies: it's gonna be quick, try to relax and take deep breaths. And within few seconds, slides finger in.

Doctor tells him: you are really constipated, nurse will give you enema, just stay on your side as you are.

Doctor then asked me to that guy enema. I used soapsuds enema to clean him good. Back then this type of enema was very popular dealing with severe constipation.

These days it's hard to find suitable soap for such enemas.

First time I gave some one other than my cousins both male and female , was to my mother in Law .

She was baby sitting for us while my wife was away at summer camp with the Girl Scouts for a week .

One evening I told her I was going to give myself an enema , she already knew that I have digestive issues , and she said I could use one too .

So to shorten the story , I did mine then she said could you give me one too , , who could pass up an invitation like that ? The deed was done quite successfully ! I was repeated 3 more times over the years , We were living several states apart then , and happened when I went there for events .

Mentioned the Girl Scouts , quit proud to say the wife has a "71 year pin in her possession" for continuous service .

My sister, on a winter afternoon after school in my early to mid teens. We gave a couple to each other.

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First time I gave another person an enema was a woman I met on an old enema chat site and right now I do not remember the name of it. But I used to be on it a lot and met this woman. We messaged a lot, talked on the phone, and then arranged a meeting. We gave each other enemas, medical examinations, etc. It was a great evening. We lived in different parts of the country so I had a business trip near her home, and we were able to met during that trip. Over about a year, we had two more meetings. All three sessions were very good and enjoyable. We had one rule at my request and that was no penis in vagina sex and we followed that during out three sessions. In between those sessions we e-mail and chatted a lot. It finally ended when she got married. I did see her one more time after the marriage, but it was in a totally professional situation. She kept all of her clothes on that last time. The experiences with her were wonderful and I regretted they had to end, but she got married and both of us agreed to not interfere with her marriage. I was happy for her that she found a soul-mate and could enjoy the rest of her life with him.