First time giving

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The first time I gave an enema to someone I was 19, she was my 20 year old college girlfriend. We had been seeing each other off and on and we were having light sex , mutual masturbation,, etc. She sometimes would get constipated and we had talked about our childhood experiences with enemas and I was eager to find an opportunity to give her one. She said she had hated her childhood enemas and even told me about a time when her mother had announced she had to help another give her daughter an enema and my girlfriend had cried in sympathy.

We started trying glycerin suppositories, usually 2, which I would insert as far as I could with my finger. Finally I talked, her into letting me give her an enema. After taking her to a drugstore where she, much to her embarrassment went in and bought a combination bag. After we got back to her place she stripped from the waist down while I prepared full bag of hot, soapy water. I put a towel on her bed as she stood and watched, apprehensively. I told here to lay down on her left side and draw her legs up to her chest. The sight of her laying there in that position, obviously anxious, was very exiting to me. I was of course very hard. I lifted up her butt cheek and lubed her anus. Then inserted the nozzle and opened the clamp, As the water flowed in she immediately started whimpering and moaning. As the enema progressed she said “Oh, it hurts it hurts!” Then. in high pitched whine “Oh, that is enough, that will do it I know it will." I told her “Just a little more." ”Oh, Oh, Oh.," she cried as the bag went flat. As the bag went flat I told her she was through and took the tube out. she leaped up and walked very fast to the bathroom we she immediately started a thunderous expulsion which lasted about 15 minutes.

Over the next couple of years, she got several more and I got some as well. For some reason no matter who got it, we both wound up hot and some sort of sexual activity always followed.

I was 25 and my wife was 23 and pregnant with first child. I let her give me an enema to show how. AS I expelled she was sitting on my lap so I inserted the nozzle in her and turned on the flow, bag was hung on towel bar behind her. Only got about 1 cup in her. She released that then told me she hadn't gone to bathroom in 4 days and thought a proper enema would help. She knelt by bathtub with her chest on side of tub while I refilled the bag with warm water. Spread her open and carefully inserted the nozzle. She said she was ready so I opened the clamp. Her reaction was one of surprise and she said the warm water feels really good going in. When she said she was full I closed the clamp and removed the nozzle. She had taken over half the bag. After relieving herself she said that she felt a whole lot better.

That was her first enema and the first one I'd given to anyone.

My first wife had an extra length of colon and could easily get constipated of she didn’t watch her diet carefully.

Luckily for me, she often required an enema for discomfort and asked me to help her. I had never told her about my experience with or love for enemas but she always bragged on my efforts with her.

At some point, we added shared enemas to our sex life and our mutual enjoyment and enthusiasm continued to grow.

For other reasons we eventually divorced and went separate ways, but I didn’t give up my enjoyment or enthusiasm for erotic enema activity.

As luck would have it, I met a very beautiful blonde lady who was a ballerina with an exquisite body. Sex with her was amazing as she could spread her legs so wide as we fucked.

When we showered together, I’d playfully try to finger her rectum. She’d simply bend forward, say I was tickling her as she relaxed and let my soapy finger slip into her ass.

I could feel stool each time so I’d remove my finger in short order. I reasoned she was holding her waste because she did want to shit while I was with her and take the chance she would stink up the facilities.

Eventually she asked for anal sex. I told her I would need to give her a series of soapy enemas to clean her bottom before I would consider it.

She was afraid that enemas would make her physically weak and she needed her strength to dance. I assured her the enemas would not weaken her and that she would get an euphoric high from a series which would enhance her experience with anal sex.

Over time she relented and allowed me to administer her first series of enemas. The experience when I was married really paid off because I knew I’d have to start her enemas with the small nozzle to be able to insert it beside the large dry tird just inside her rectum.

The first time, I gave her the soapy water very slowly as I had her on her knees with her lovely ass high in the air. To distract her, I gently rubbed her enlarged clit and encouraged her to breathe deeply to relax her bowels.

With half of the bag taken, I stopped the flow and quietly talked to her telling her how well she was doing and by holding the soapy water she would be able to expel very easily a much softer stool.

Finally I removed the little nozzle and sent her to the toilet. In a few minutes she returned and told me I was right that her bowels moved without her needing to push or strain and she felt so much better.

I assured her that was just a start and I went to the kitchen sink to prepare another full bag of soapy water and changed to the larger, longer douche nozzle.

As she watched she asked why I changed nozzles. I explained that this nozzle would allow me to insert it into the beginning of her sigmoid colon and the enema would go higher into her colon and clean her so much better.

She seemed hesitant but I assured her I had given many such high enemas and she would feel no pain. Back into her knee-chest position, I lubed her anus and rectum more than necessary but she enjoyed my anal fingering and I thought would help her calm down regarding the douche nozzle.

I explained that I would need to move the nozzle around once I had inserted it to find her sigmoid. Luckily, I found it easily and fully seated it. As I started the flow slowly, I explained that the nozzle would hold itself in place and she could relax her bottom, breathe deeply and relax while her enema flowed up into her descending colon.

Sure enough the bag slowly went flat and drained completely without my “patient“ asking me to stop it. Once the bag was flat, I closed the hose clamp and reached between her legs to gently rub her clitoris.

She was very wet and continually said how good she felt and how full her stomach felt.

Eventually I removed the nozzle slowly and helped her up to return to the toilet. At least 15-20 minutes passed before she returned. This time she was wearing a big smile and said she did feel euphoric.

I explained that she needed a bag of warm water to help rinse out the soap from her first tw/o enemas. She nodded her approval and followed me to the kitchen to rinse the bag and refill it with warm water.

I had her assume the doggy sex position once again. As I fed the nozzle into her lubed rectum I pushed and pulled it in and out several times to her pleasure before seating it into her sigmoid.

I started the flow slowly again and started gently massaging her luscious bottom and encouraged her to masturbate her engorged clitoris.

As she did, she began moaning and swaying her hips. I knew an orgasm wasn’t far away so I increased the flow. That put her over the top and she began a long, full body orgasm. I was careful to keep the nozzle in place during her orgasm.

Finally, her orgasm was subsiding and I stuck an index finger into her wet vagina searching for her G-spot. I rubbed firmly and she yelled, “I’m going to cum again.”

I rubbed a little longer and sure enough, she squirted in another orgasm and collapsed on the bed.

She emptied her rinse enema before coming back to the bed. As she recovered, I positioned a pillow under her hips, instructed her to fold her legs up to her chest and began lubing her anus and rectum, which was very relaxed now.

I also lubed my raging erection and started rubbing the head on her anus. Holding her legs back so far that her feet touched the bed on either side of the bed, she looked me in the eye and said, “Go ahead. Put it in slowly.”

I obeyed slowly and eased myself in and out as I gradually fully filled her ass with my dick. I held still for a moment before slowly starting to fuck her beautiful ass.

She was saying how good it felt and started encouraging me to cum and fill her ass. Gradually my thrusting increased and her tight ass was having an effect that I couldn’t control.

She began masturbating her clitoris and started hollering saying cum, cum! I couldn’t hold back any longer and started squirting deep into her pink rosebud.

I collapsed on top of her as I panted like there was no tomorrow.

As I regained my senses, my penis was finally soft and I retracted it from her ass. We laid still in after glow for a long while.

Finally, we rose and showered together before stripping the soiled sheets from her bed and replaced them with fresh ones before falling into well earned naps together.

I gave enemas to 2 of my old girl friends. I enjoyed it tremendously. One let me do it several more times, the other did not.

The first time I gave an enema to a woman, or anyone for that matter, was in the late 1970s at the Sherema clinic in Hollywood. The clinic offered, as I remember, two enemas for about $100… a LOT if money then (about $400 today, thanks to gov't overspending). For that price, the client got two enemas… receive or give, although not all the woman ‘nurse’ workers would receive. It was understood if a nurse did agree to receive she expected to be tipped.

Anyway, I paid my money and got my filling with a 4 quart red Sherema bag with amber latex hose and red Davol Fr 30 colon tube in all the way. While I was sitting on the nearby toilet pooing out the massive enema, she left and prepared the next enema, the one she was to receive.

When I came back into the treatment area, a similar bag was hanging on the IV stand with a latex hose and black adult rectal nozzle. She was lying on the exam couch, on her left side, panties removed. The bag was about half full, without soap, I think. I lube the nozzle, lifted her upper cheek. It was the first time I'd ever seen a woman's rear hole. I gently slipped the nozzle into he and opened the clamp and soon the bag was empty. She got up and went and sat on the toilet and I could hear the enema working powerfully.

Actually, I didn't really find giving that much of a turn-on. Guess I prefer getting.

As I've mentioned in many posts - my first was my sister as kids. We received, sometimes together, from mom and grandma and so were well versed. We traded enemas any time we were left alone. Later my wife gave them to me any time I asked - always with me masturbating. But even at that it was a few years before my wife let me give her one when she was painfully constipated - but she claimed vehemently that she hated to receive them. As it turns out - in our later years she has begun taking them on her own - but refuses my “help” or even to watch. She has allowed me to insert a suppository or two on a few occasions. In my wild fantasies I've given/traded with hundreds of ladies.

While I had been on the receiving end of an enema bag many times growing up it wasn't until I was married and my wife wanted me to give her one. As others have noted here, if you have gotten a few enemas you sort of understand how it goes. It wasn't exactly rocket science but I did know how to get the right water temperature, fill the bag, add some soap, attach the hose, and bleed the air out. My wife approved of my expertise and soon she was over my lap with that hose up her butt, the clamp clicked open, and soon filling. My wife said that while she enjoys taking a solo enema that having me administer was a very nice addition. I've been doing it ever since and the sex afterwards isn't so bad either.

The first time I administered an enema to someone else, was while I was in the Coast Guard. I was a pretty new third-class hospital corpsman at the time, and was on ward duty when our sick call doctor sent a young sailor who claimed to be suffering from constipation up to our ward so a cleansing enema could be performed. The sailor was real cute, and he had a great ass, but the entire enema experience wasn’t as special as I had hoped. The doctor had only called for a single bottle Fleet enema. The kid was embarrassed to have the procedure performed, but he took his enema without showing any signs of being turned on, and so the whole experience was kind of disappointing. The second time I administered an enema in the Coast Guard was much the same. But when I got married, and began to give my wife enemas, it was all sex from the very beginning. I think men, for the most part, are just too modest to show the joy they experience from a good enema that was administered by another man. I also think that is too bad, because if they could just let their inhibitions down for a few minutes, they could learn to experience a new form of sex that could bring them much joy for the rest of their lives.

The first time I gave someone an enema was my cousin Teresa, she was 10 and I was 12. We were at her house and as I had been a regular receiver of enemas all my life somehow the topic came up. She told me that didn’t like it when her mom gave them because they were uncomfortable. So I suggested that she let me try to give her one, just to see the difference. Off to her room we went!!! She undressed and I went to the bathroom to mix 2 quarts of warm water and ivory soap. I put towels on the floor and she knelt knee/chest face down and legs open. I used the same douche nozzle her mom used but lubed it well and took my time with my middle finger liking her anus really well.

By the time I had lubed her she was ready, so slowly I inserted the nozzle up inside her gently. I did move it around a little bit and slide it in and out some just to see if she liked it like I did. Boy did that hit the spot!!! In just a few seconds she was panting slightly and saying “Bailey that feels so good. “ I told her I’m glad and then I opened the valve and let her fill slowly.

As it got about halfway in I reached out to rub her tummy and make it move some. She really enjoyed tummy rubs! After the bag was empty inside her I said “all done” and she was amazed at how it went in. I never asked specifically about her mom, except I now she wasn’t gentle with her i guess.

After 3 minutes I pulled the nozzle out and she emptied herself out while filled the bag for a rinse. This time…. for the rinse… she was very acceptable to it. I repeated each step and even fingered her anus just an extra minute to make her feel good. I did the same thing with the nozzle simply for pleasure and mine tbh!

As the flow started in I did almost immediately reach out and rub her tummy to help her feel better so the water would flow easier. As anyone reading this can imagine it was a very special couple of hours for us!!!!! If you are wondering what happened after that I’ll tell you. We went to her room and she layer on her stomach on her bed and I rubbed her with lotion from the top of her shoulders to her feet for almost 45 minutes. I just kept saying encouraging things to her and how special she was.

Her mom wasn’t always happy with her or life in general. After that day we repeated that maybe a few times a year until left home

My first time giving was to my wife-to-be on a cross country trip to take a summer job. We had both gotten upset stomachs from a greasy spoon and I suggested an enema and she grudgingly agreed (a long conversation about out childhood experiences preceded the decision). But, she brought back a bulb from the pharanmacy and we used that. I was almost too excited to maintain my composure, but managed to get maybe a quart and a half into her on the first go around. Each insertion was given with ceremony and lubrication despite requests to just get it over with. But, seeing her lovely young bottom displayed on the hotel bed, and watching her reactions was worth all the effort. She repeated the process with me with about 2 quarts, and we both were much improved. The next morning I said the bulbs hadn't quite done the job and I agreed to get a combination syringe and do the bag. That second evening I administered a full bag (as she did to me) and it was clear this was a much stronger and more exciting process. During the last half of the enema she asked to stop twice and was clearly in substantial discomfort, but all I saw was that wonderful body with a tube in her bottom. Throughout our 10 years of marriage we each gave and took a number of enemas, but she never regarded them as anything but unpleasant although I clearly derived pleasure both from giving to her and receiving my own enema. The first time was magical however even if it didn't evolve exactly the way I had hoped.

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

@LisaK honestly I truly feel very sad for you.

I have given an enema to an ex wife, it was a fleet enema and my current wife of 30 plus years, years ago with my wife I started talking about enema play but she could not understand my fascination with enemas and explained that she and her sisters received fairly regular enemas from their maid while her mother supervised, she said she hated the cramps, I stayed persistent through the years until she said she would give me an enema but she did not want any, but on several occasions she did want to try but ended in her not liking it at all, this same process happened with getting her to paddle my bare behind, she seemed to want to analyze why I liked both activities and would say it must have been your childhood, I finally told her it has nothing to do with my childhood I had a great childhood I just liked enemas and spankings, so now all I do is say I want you to give me an enema or paddle my ass and she does a very good job with both. I have videoed us doing both she seems to be enjoying both giving me an enema or paddling my bare bottom red, I also videoed me giving her a bulb enema but she didn’t really like it at all

Wooh….Bailey bird…..this story with your girlfriend is so much exciting…..I can imagine how godd it felt for both of you……….i never had similar experiences…………was dreaming always from situations like this……..so much love and warmness

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I am almost certain that I have post my experience as per this thread discussion under a different thread but I will shorten the synopsis of the event for this thread post reply . My ‘ first time ’ as an administrator hearkens back to my now long ago university days . My mom had an aunt who lived within an hour's drive from our university town and my g-aunt invited me to spend a long weekend at her home . I accepted and on day two of my four day visit I sensed that something was amiss with her and inquired as we had breakfast . She indicated that she was having another ongoing bout of constipation . As she and mom were always good friends , actually g-aunt was but a few years older than my mother , mom had shared my constipation ‘ woes ’ w/ her aunt as to my childhood medical history . This fact my aunt rehearsed with me as in a ‘ ……… and … you know what that’s all about as well ‘ … of which I acceded a sympathetic ’ yes …. I certainly do … ‘ answer . Then as she sat pondering her plight over a good cup of coffee , pausing , she looked at me with a warm , nice smile and indicated : ………. ’ would you like to ‘ give me an enema ’ ????? I was ‘ caught a bit off-guard ’ both mentally and emotionally by her question as I over the short time of my visit had become very fond of this dear nice mature aunt . I could only stammer a somewhat muted ‘ yes ….. I can do that for you ’ . My answer was based on the many times I had assisted my mom in preparation of my enemas and listened to her administration rationale as she instilled the solution . Then sometime later in the morning we moved to the actual enema admin. where we both did splendidly in our roles as to ‘ give / receive ’ . After a second ‘ requested ’ enema in the early afternoon , g-aunt indicated that she ‘ felt much better ’ as her constipation issue had been resolved and relieved by the ‘ good enema(s) ’ I had administered . My aunt complimented me on my administration technique / expertise of which I admitted that ‘ this was my ’ first ‘ ‘ and that credit for our obvious success and her stated ‘ relief ’ should rightly go to my mom as my enema ’ mentor ‘ . I guess I ‘ beamed ’ as to my first ‘ foray ’ into the ‘ give ’ component of my enema world . The fact that I had given an enema to a wonderful lady that I had cared about and the fact of her initiation of a totally unexpected ’ request for an enema ’ where I would ‘ give ’ made the event more memorable and satisfying to both parties . I was 19 years old as per the thread discussion of ‘ how old were you the first time you gave your first …………. ??? ’