After a bad bad first enema at age six, nothing could have further from my mind. Well not until at just 13 my mother's natural latex bag and black douche nozzle spoke to me. I knew w/o doubt where that nozzle belonged. Up my butt...and flowing. I began to love the experience. Any time mother was out of the house for the right errand, I too had an errand. I was not pleasuring myself then. Rub myself a bit and maybe feel a little glow? Sure, but at that stage the warm quart or two was plenty for me.
To sooth her arthritic feet neighbors had given mother a heating device. Picture something nearly the size of an oatmeal container. Textured pink vinyl cover and it would get warm. That alone under mother's aching arches did wonders. But wait, there's more. It would vibrate. One end had a nice long strap and controls for heat & vib level. Yep, it would hum right along. Now it gets even better. One the other end there was a pale pink 5" flexible plastic shaft. Less than an inch in diameter at its round tip but nearly two inches where the base met the warming cylinder. Not kidding. It was like 1960 and the two women, retired nurses, had given my mother an early vibrator. Mother never made the association with its full usage. And yes, the neighbor ladies that were referred to as the "Good Fairies", were certainly lesbians. Sweetest folks in the neighborhood and oh so gay.
So, I've gotten pretty good at filling, enjoying, and expelling when it occurred to me, "Try the vibrator." I do as always, gather my things, get the enema started, cycle thorough a little start/stop, fill that easing signal that I'm ready for the full fill and...I lay the warmed vibrator on my belly & set the vib to medium. Flow...vib...vib....flow...fullness..."Wait...what's this?!"
Oh my, having abandoned the clip on the hose, it's time for all of it, I pushed the warm vibrator hard against the bone buried just about my moist little lips. Never touching my vagina, hands only on the vibrator to keep it hard against the bone. In seconds I am sacred to death but even more thrilled. This is way WAY beyond palming my labia during an enema. Sensations more powerful than ever experienced flying from all over my little chubby body toward my vagina. The feelings get there.
I s a w s t a r s a t 4 i n t h e a f t e r n o o n!!
My first and certainly unexpected orgasm. Can't really say it was completely accidental but it certainly unexpected.