Getting your wife or husband involved in enemas

Good luck with that. My wife loves conventional sex and plenty of it but has always been turned off by sexual enemas (although she has had a few). She even gives herself an enema when she feels the need-strictly medical.

I have enjoyed the enema experience for many years but have done so alone. I would like to share this experience with my wife but do not know how to introduce the idea to her. We are vacationing for a month alone in a few months and I know this would be a perfect time to talk about it. Any ideas on how to proceed?

When I was engaged, as luck would have it, my wife mentioned an article on fasting and cleansing that had interested her. She asked if I would join her. As we pored over the material (from an old but still existing product line from Sonne - google Sonne diet) the use of enemas was strongly promoted. I explained that I had experience with enemas since high school and thought they were great. She was curious and amazed that I was not horrified by

We eventually started the cleanse and on the weekend I brought my enema kit over to her apartment and told her I had brought everything we needed to do the enema part of the diet. We spent a some time on the sofa looking through my stuff: the bag and nozzles and lubes; giggling about it, but had a couple of glasses of wine and took everything to the bedroom.

I made things as romantic as possible, darkened room, candles, etc. I had her put a towel on the bed, take off her clothes, and wait for me as I readied the bag in the bathroom. (Of course I had previously made certain there was an opportune spot to hang the bag). She was a bit horrified at the size of the filled bag and was completely certain that that much water could not go into her. But I kept it fun, light, and playful and assumed the role of the expert. She was a very good sport.

I took my time lubing her with my finger and chose a larger but not challenging nozzle. I let in only a bit of water at a time and had her roll onto her back so that I could rub her tummy. I made her promise to let me know if she was the least bit uncomfortable. I was as much amazed as she that she ended up taking more than half the bag on the first try. I told her the goal was to eventually work up to the whole 2 quarts.

She came back from the bathroom with a huge smile on her face and wanted to do it again, determined to take the whole bag - which she did.

That was it. Easy as pie. We have been giving each other enemas for over twenty years.

So... maybe you could do a little internet research, and if your wife it is all health conscious, this could be a very easy way to approach the subject. I believe I have a "couples weekend cleanse" somewhere in my archives. I would be happy to share it if you think this approach has merit.

Best of luck.

Imagine my surprise when my wife came home from work and asked for an enema. I am only to happy to oblige.

Would'nt this be a perfect world when we ask--Dinner and an enema??

If my wife ever showed an interest in enemas for pleasure; I would think I crossed over into the twlight zone. What I am trying to say is "it will be a cold day in hell" when this happens. She will take an enema to relieve constipation, but that is it. She doesn't seem to have a problem with my taking enemas, but she does not see how I can enjoy them. I guess I need a magic wand to swing over her. Oh well, some of us are not near as lucky as others and that for me is not going to change.

Bill

My wife always wanted to be tied up. I was happy to but I wanted to do someting she wasn't expecting. The first time she was on her back. I shaved her completely and went at it. The next time she asked I agreed but told her she must be on her stomach. I put on some rubber gloves and started poking and prodding which I'm sure is what she expected. Then I left for a few minutes and came back in the room holding a red bulging enema bag. That was her first of many from me. I knew she was analy erotic and I now think I should have done this sooner.

I guess I have to consider myself one of the "sort of" lucky ones, too. My wife will give me an enema if I ask her to and if I get everything ready. She will fill the bag while I watch, which is a turn on. I always have the hope that she will surprise me sometime and say "you're getting an enema tonight" and just make me take my punishment, but alas, that hasn't happened yet. I've hinted around about giving her one, but there is no interest.

My Wife was a nurse when I met her so as a result it was a very easy thing for me to get her to give me Enemas whenever I wanted one. It was quite another matter to try and put the shoe on the other foot so to speak. She would have no parts of me giving her one. It is a tough subject. I have been around for almost 80 years and the only reason I can give for one person to be reluctant for another person to give them an Enema is the fact that we have all been trained or taught that having a bowel movement is about as private as anything we do in life.

Billy Joe.

My wife will only ask for an enema to relieve constipation. She does not find them sensual or sexual in any way.

I got my wife involved with enemas +- 20 yrs ago.

now she has her weekly enemas ( 3 in a row ) when

she feels a bit bloated !

I had the opportunity years ago to get enemas from my girl friend at the time, but I was nervous and not sure if it was for me. To have that time back...completely different result.

I don't think my wife has ever had one and has no interest but she pretends I don't use them. I have come close to getting her to try but....................................

Usually with a new partner, I start by talking dirty while having sex, especially in doggy, or doggy anal. As I pump away, I bring it into the dirty talk and say things like, are you enjouing your cock enema, or let's call anal a cock enema,etc sort of thing. I also feel very aroused talkign abt it, and when I cum, its intense. Afterwards, while still inside her butt, I nake her say thank you or aknowledge the cock enema act, while I kiss and caress.

My ex would give me an enema rarely for relief of constipation. About once or twice each year, I would fake being constipated. Both of us got them growing up. I grew to love them and she hated them with a passion. One night, she was particularly horny and wanted an evening of sex. I told her that I wasn't feeling that well. After quizzing me to find out why I was not feeling well, she went upstairs and not long after that called for me. With a gleam in her eyes and a smile, she told me to take off my clothes and come into the bathroom. She was not going to be denied that eveing and said that she would have me feeling much better. When I got to the bathroom, there was a towel spread out on the floor and a full bag of warm soapy water was hanging from the towel rack. She had me get into position which was always the knee-chest position with my rear raised as she was behind me. She told me that she could not find the rectal nozzle and I never even noticed that she had the douche nozzle on the hose. She said that it would work just fine as I watched her lube the nozzle with vaseline. I felt her fingers spreading my buttocks and the nozzle touching my anus and then slowly being inserted all the way. The metallic click of the clamp broke the silence and I felt the warm stream going inside me. It was wonderful. She sat on the edge of the bathtub behind me and held the nozzle so it stayed deep in me. She told me that the bag was about half done and asked how I was doing. I figured that it was ok to tell her so I told that it felt great. She made sure that I took the whole bag and when it was empty she pulled out the nozzle and left the bathroom in silence. After expelling, she got her evening of sex and I satisfied her quite well. Afterwards she told me that she was done giving me enemas and thought it was very strange that anyone could enjoy getting one. Yes, that was the last one she ever gave me.

My wife gives me enemas every week or two, usually a series of three to clean me out. However, she then takes her cleaning in private. You can't have everything.

Well I've been away for over a year when I could have a chance to reply.

It started late last fall. I faked being constipated and ask the wife if she would help me with an enema. She surprised me when she said yes. So I showed her how to prepare them and how to administer them. I then prepared myself by stripping down. I could tell she was nervous and a little horny at the same time. Things went great except she left when I expelled.

I had seen the fleet naturals and got some and put them away to try. Then came Christmas. I could tell some thing was wrong and asked her if she was OK. She said that her stomach hurt and that she couldn't go to the bathroom I ask her if she would try an enema. She was very hesitant but agreed to try. I got the 2 qt bag ready and her. Things went OK except she felt bloated after and felt a little ashamed. About a month later I ask if she would do it again but I had something different for her. She asked what it was and I explained to her about the fleet naturals. To my surprise she agreed again. So we set out to have our enemas mine a 2qt, hers 2 fleet naturals. Everything went great. So after she took charge and pounded my ass first then I got hers.

While on my next vacation I asked again she said no. The next day we were at walmart and I asked again and she said to get some fleet naturals which started to give me an erection right there. That night fireworks flew again. Cant wait for summer to come. I will try to keep more to date on how things progress.

From what I know the real Beth Tyler moved to Texas after they divorced.It seems to me I read that somewhere. My current female partner is into enemas as much as I am. I did get her interested from the start. How it came up was one night she said she was constipated and I told her about my enema fetish and offered to give her one, she agreed and we have been doing it ever since.

My wife found my collection and tossed it. Klystra bags, silicon balloons, antiques. All gone. Needless to say this caused a bit of stress in the relationship.

In reading these posts, I guess I can count myself among the truly fortunate in having had several female partners who were willing (in varying degrees) to indulge my passion for enemas as part of a role play scenario. Of course, it was always about more than my fantasies and the key was in the loving and intimacy we shared. Though solo now, I still appreciate those times.

It's a strange game to involve my lady in enemas. I have tried so many times that I despair to reach the target, She said no, but she takes a lot of pills to manage her bowels, when I tell her that is better to have an enema then all those pills she says that I'm a perv.....What a distress.

My wife hates the thought of enemas! After 20 years I have given up and resort to seeing pro domes

Never shall I ask my wife if she wants an enema for she demands herself in the case that this will be necessary for her health.

My wife is in her mid 50's and has had a number of health issues. I wish that she would get advised by a doctor (she sees and has been seen by a number of different doctors) to buy an enema bag and to use it at least a couple times a week. I wish that this doctor would tell her that she should get an enema bag for her husband too.

In all honesty I think that a few enemas probably would make her feel a lot better. I have been hoping for the right doctor to come along and insist that she tries it. My wife isn't too squeemish or embarrassed about medical stuff, she's pretty much used to it so I think she would do it if she was advised to. And I'd hope that the doctor asked her if her husband has had his enemas too when she was at her appointments.

If they did make her feel better like I think that they would, she would probably gladly keep doing it. And after she insisted a couple of times that I try it, I would 😃.

I wouldn't care if it was something that we just went into the bathroom and sat in the tub and did by ourselves... With our usual bathroom etiquette of going in anyway when the bathroom is occupied when we need something. (eek! Ed! I'm taking an enema! ..It's ok I'll just be a second) And it'd be great seeing her's or mine enema bags hanging in the bathroom to dry every now and then.

Odds are probably against coming across a doctor now days that would suggest that his patients take an enema every once in a while, so I've heard. Maybe something like this could happen though someday.

Well I have enjoyed enemas all my life. My first wife detested them, I used them when she was pregnant with our daughter. She didn't want sex, so I found a great release using enemas and masturbating. Later she left, I was unmarried for a while, I enjoyed my enemas a lot with no one around. Then a met a woman and she just tolerated my enemas. One day I asked if I could give her one, she said yes, I was happy. After that day, never again. She won't give me one, won't take one, is still just tolerating my use of them. I do get her to occasionally release a clamp when I can't reach it, but other than that, she just lets me give myself an enema and masturbate. She has decided that she can live without sex and so that is the way it is. I enjoy my enemas a lot, she just ignores what I do, lets me go about doing what I enjoy. Wish it were different, but that won't ever happen.

It could be a lot worse.

My wife wants nothing to do with anal play, but in the last year or so, she will insert her finger into

my ass in the shower while I masturbate. That is a good thing. We recently returned from a two week trip,

and she commented for 2-3 days thay she was constipated. Taking the opportunity to "give it a try", I said

to her that if she was still having trouble, I would be happy to fix the problem. She said "What do you mean?",

and I told her that I'd give her an enema and fix the problem. Quoting her response, she said "Are you nuts?".

So much for that.

Because of some meds my wife takes, she frequently becomes constipated. I always offer to give her a "fantasy" (my word for an enema........and she knows what it means), but she just smiles, and always declines the offer. She'd rather be miserable, than enjoy a good enema, and solve her problem too.

Some older members here might remember the Beth Tyler operation in the 1980's -- from the Hartford area, with ads in counter-culture tabloid papers.

I knew Ron, and his second wife Beth. They ran a number of businesses, including a photo finishing service that did excellent work, both for "adult" amateur snapshots as well as professional photo finishing for the adult entertainment industry. They did excellent work, with great customer service. When Ron moved to Texas, he sold that business, which continued for a few years. Markets change, though, and I think they're out of business.

Supposedly they divorced; Ron they married a woman from the Phillipines and her name was also Beth -- so there were two Beth Tylers. Ron kept the business; the new Beth was also into enemas (how did the topic come up with them?). Word came two years ago that Ron had died; no idea what happened to the original Beth. -- there is currently a Beth Tyler web site, with a "Tribute to Ron Tyler" and a question "Is there a real Beth Tyler" with a phony answer about living in the minds of enema fans everywhere.

Not really all that phony of an answer. The "original" Beth had no interest in continuing in the industry. The "new" Beth wants to lead a private life, her interest was within the context of her relationship to Ron. Even so, was there ever a "Beth Tyler" ? Most of us old enough to remember when Ron was producing movies, picture sets, and magazines might remember them, if they've ever done business with them, or waited for them to release the latest new product for our enjoyment. To the rest? They know the name, and have seen the pictures, but will never actually know them. In many ways, the tribute was to be thought of like the famous letter "Is there a Santa Clause?". In many ways "Beth's" one and two, and "Ron" helped many of us discover a part of ourselves that we might not otherwise have been comfortable with, and they made products available for our enjoyment, and they helped us feel like maybe we weren't alone in our enema interests.

The present site is run by "Linda Marie & Jenny."

In the later years Linda Marie and Jenny helped Ron run the business, When he died, they stepped in to keep the business going. They're both fantastic people.

Either way, genuine credit goes to the original Beth and Ron for legitimizing what for many of us seemed naughty if not evil, forbidden, to be kept secret, etc. (my present partner picked up on my enema enthusiasm -- one day when she was on top, I let my finger stray and began talking about taking temperatures this led to enemas). Occasionally she will participate. One night I came home from a meeting to find she had hung the enema bag from the shower curtain. Doesn't get any better than that!

It indeed doesn't get any better than that. They'll be missed, but their memory will live on.

In many cases there is no possible way to get the wife involved. That is the end of it; do it your self or find a friend elsewhere.

Years ago, I had a girlfriend and she seemed to be ready to try anything. I mentioned to her that i thought enemas were very sexy, and that I'd love to give her one, and she said that would be O.K. Next time we met for an afternoon of sex, I brought my pink faultless combination bag ( BTW, the bag died years ago and I haven't seen a replacement in the stores in years.) Too bad. They were the sexiest bag in the world. I was so excited to have the chance to give her an enema, and after bending her over the side of the tub, was able to give her almost 3/4 of the bulging pink bag. I wanted to stay with her for the release, but she declined, and I had to be content with standing outside the bathroom door to hear the delicious sounds of a vigorous expulsion. After that, she would often offer to give me an enema, and would accept one from me if I wanted. Wow.

I really loved this woman, and don't know if she really liked the enemas and enema play or was O.K. with doing things that she knew I loved.

Now for the notion of getting my wife involved, it just ain't gonna happen. She is vehemently against me attending to her butthole.