Enema fascination

There's also nothing like giving someone a good hot soapsuds enema and having that wonderful feeling of control over them & their private parts 😉 Obivously, there should be a bond of trust between each participant involved in the enema session prior.The reciprient becomes submissive in a matter of seconds or minutes depending on the type of enema & their prior experiences receiving. They dance for you & you call the tune sorta speak. You can sometimes make them relax more by slowing the flow of the enema down. -Also making the experience last longer. Making the experience last longer may also make them more embarrassed. This can be a huge turn-on to either the reciprient of the enema, the administer of the enema, or both parties...You can make them more responsive to your liking, by speeding up the flow and letting them know you'll slow it down the sooner they act more appropriately or to your liking. I am also greatly fascinated by the fact that it is the deepest anal penetration that you could ever have your partner experience. I am a huge fan of anal sex with a woman. So the enema experience excites me emmensely.

Started when i was young. Parents gave us kids in order to keep us "working". I enjoyed them and as I grew up kept with t. Feel great during and particularly after I'm done. Nt many better feelings!

I certainly can't explain the enjoyment of enemas. I received them as a child and never thought much about them one way or the other. They were simply something my folks did to (or for) us as kids to help us get over the flu or whatever bug we had. It wasn't until puberty that I became aware of the sexual gratification I received from enemas......and have been enjoying them ever since. Why? Hell, I don't know.......they just feel damn good.

While I haven't given an enema to anyone, I love the idea of making a woman who doesn't want an enema take one. as a punishment just because I think she needs one.

My fascination for taking enemas is not only to keep myself healthy but the added bonus of how erotic they make me feel and gives me such pleasure every time!

For me it is definitely the eroticism that goes hand in hand with a good enema. Just the anticipation gets me horny, and I often have a lot of pre-cum on the front of my underpants from thinking about it, or posting/reading on this site.

Like other fetishes, it's not always easy to pinpoint the origin of the attraction. For some, it's a childhood event; for others, anal erotics, it just becomes naturally pleasurable adventure in adulthood. Part of it all is just the wonderful mystery of sexuality; it simply works for those of us so inclined.

My first exposure to people writing about enemas was in 8th grade health class. Our textbook had a discussion about the colon and bowel habits etc. There was about a page and a half devoted to constipation and the use of enemas to relieve it including discussion of solutions, quantities, etc. A caution followed that said that a lack of understanding that the enema empties the bowel could lead to repeating the enema the following day if there was no bowel movement which might result in an enema habit. There was no caution about the erotic benefits that might lead to a lifetime fetish!

I love enemas because of some childhood memories: my mother used to gave them to me, but the "magic" started when I was given a fleet enema by a young nurse in the hospital prior to surgery. Since then I consider enemas as very erotic and enjoy them on my own or with my girlfriend...

For me, it is my one true "fetish" or kink. It is not that I prefer it to intercourse or any particular sex act, but it certainly enhances them.

I can thank my aunt for my facination for enemas. My mom rarely ever gave me one, and my aunt, being a nurse would always take care of this. She would give them to me across her lap, and this is how I remember getting my first erection. She would take a lot of time to lubricate me with a single finger and even diddle my hard penis as I was being filled up. She treated me like the little boy under her complete control, and I would always cum either during or at the end of her enemas. This is why they facinate me.

I like enemas because of the full feeling and the reflex erection and the combined enhanced pleasure of stroking and filling. In fact it is hard to delay an orgasm so as to prolong the wonderful feeling of fullness and sexual excitement.

It is part sensual, part submission, and pushing limits..

The enema was given first to me as a child in hospital, I tried to avoid it at first, but now....oh my God what happened. I love it so much, it's so intimate..

I'm amazed at the amount of people who at first, hated an enema and now they are obsessed with them. Same for a spanking. Being turned over Mom's knee bare bottom and spanked to tears, was definitely something to be avoided. However, in later years, these same people now seek out the services of a professional and pay hundreds of dollars to be spanked and enemaed or both. Even infantalism is big business for some women as the portray surrogate mothers to adult babies. But do you recall what we said to dear mom. "Stop treating me like a baby." It would be interesting if we could interview these people and see how they evolved in the person they are. What a great time to be an anthropologist.

Getting the rubbered finger from the nurse into my anus was the point made me errected the first time

You get a double bonus with enemas...

Helping to keep your self healthy and at the same time indulging in lots of sexual pleasure so no wonder many of us have a fascination for enemas!

Just the preparation alone is exciting!

First was in hospital whne 5, then home given, then as a teenager experimenting. Always alone, never with another but would enjoy that. Hell, I would enjoy a passionate kiss, sex has been long gone from this household for years.

About the same here. I have a wife who doesn't care for enemas at all (either giving or receiving), and who isn't much interested in sex either.......which is a bummer, because I'm not remotely interested in giving up that aspect of my life at age 64. So, enemas serve as an outlet for me as well, when I can enjoy them by myself. I'm not looking for an outside relationship either, but could get interested in "playing" with the right person with similar interests on an occasional basis.

My enema fascination started when i was 7 years old and i was really badly constipated and could go to the toilet. Then i ended up being taken to the doc's for an enema. At this point i really hated them and didnt like the feeling of them or anything. Once i got into my early teens, i started to discover my sexual desires and fantasies, this is when i looked up enemas on the internet and got all excited. Started off by reading forums and then led to other stuff (trying them with friends and looking at videos of other doing them).

I love the feeling of having it inside you then knowing that u need to release it really soon. I love thinking about doing them to other girls who enjoy them and think of how exciting it would be to experience one with different girls.

eKid.

I grew up during 40's and 50's, sis and I got them. Later put 2 and 2 together. Like women's "fannies and legs" and many use to get enemas.

Great. Read somewhere that, because of physical makeup, women can get

"Constipated" 3 times more than men can. Great. Had 3 enemates in past, mention to gf, she says "maybe sometime". She is a nice person,

but want an enemate during the week. When my marriage was almost

nothing, had 2 at diff times, they have moved, one married 3rd time.

Still in touch, thou diff States. Have very large collection of

equipment and literature. Should write a book. Co-author?

Who am I to dispute "Our Creator". If things were meant to be. Great.

If things fit, fannies, legs, enemas, relations, everything was put before us. Not going to fight it. Use it. Enjoy.

I didn't have enemas when I was young so came to enemas quite late in life - I just love the feeling after emission when you are light on your feet and everything is clean.

For me the fascination is mental as much as physical, which is great. To hear the words "I am going to give you an enema" with no warning, a complete surprise. I want to see her standing over me holding the bag. Telling me I have to take the whole thing and hold it in. Telling me "your enema is almost over" Feeling powerless in her presence, embarrased and humiliated. And she says "try to cum it's almost over" And then it is over and I am a liitle sad. Will she watch me evacuate? Is that too much to ask? Is that crossing the line?

My fascination with enemas came while I was lying over my mother's lap receiving them. there were no more enemas after the age of 6 nor any thought of them until much later in my life. Then in my early 50's the fascination began again with a slight case of constipation. I remember choosing the enema over a laxitive. Now the enemas continue at the rate of 1 or 2 a month.

I'm like most of the others. I had a few enemas as a kid when I was ill. No sexual connotations at that time. Then much later after adolescence, the interest became sexualized. I think it started with a trip to the porno store and saw an 8mm silent film called "reform school enema". I found it interesting and fantasized about it for weeks. The rest is history.

Beginnings were much the same as "exquisite-enemas" story. I decided to try them solo at about age 12 or 13 and found them to be very pleasurable and sexually stimulating.......and as they say: "the rest is history".

I love the taboo aspect of it. Most ppl shy away or feel akward abt it, and I love bringing it up in a conversation, with a potential girlfriend or partner, and pushing the limits. In fact, I think talking abt it is more exciting than doing it (I feel guilty sometimes after giving someone I don't know well enough, one).

My mother was typical of mothers during the "golden age," enemas cured everything and you got one whether you needed it or not. I have early memories of being over my mother's lap and having a bulb or two squeezed into me. Sometimes an ivory soapstick would be stuck in what seemed like quite a ways before the enema. The smell of ivory soap in hot water still brings back memories of those early experiences. I don't remember not enjoying them, even when the soapstick was also used. I'd get embarrassed when one of her sisters or a neighbor would watch or participate in the giving, but my remembrance is that, even then, I liked the enema.

I don't remember how old I was when I graduated from the bulb to the bag. Getting down on a towel on the bathroom floor, my ass sticking up in the air and Mom sticking in the nozzle brought joy to my heart and pleasure to my asshole. Things got even better when Mom started using the douche nozzle, one of those sizable old style ones with the egg shaped ball at the end. I liked the way it felt going in and I was able to take in more soapy water using it - I liked that too. The bag hung on a hook over the old clawfoot bathtub. Whenever I took a bath, I'd sneak an enema. Fearing that I'd get caught was part of the fun. When I could get away with it, I'd fake being sick. I'd get a good enema before my Mom and Dad went off to work. I'd spend the rest of the day at enema play. It was during one of these days , I was rubbing that thing between my legs that had started getting bigger and stiffer when I took an enema. The soapy water was flowing in and the thing I was rubbing (I didn't know why I was rubbing it, just that it felt good) started feeling strange in a good way, then the earth shook and the volcano erupted (actually two of them, water out my ass and this sticky stuff from my little stiffy). Scary, but it felt so good. I didn't really know what had happened until shortly thereafter, a guy I played ball with asked me if I was jerking off yet. My look of confusion led him to explain and give me some pointers. So now I had enemas and orgasms, and if the truth be known - that's really how the west was won - E's & O's

I have stopped trying to figure it out. I do love the intimacy, the give and take, and the incredible trust you must have when someone is giving you an enema, and the care you must take when giving. I am still fascinated by bags, hoses and nozzles and a woman's anus and vagina are about the most beautiful things I can think of. I never get tired of looking (and touching).