Giving first enema

I grew up with the girl next door .We did every thing together,played doctor ,first kiss ,even first feel.When i was about 10 i had some problems and mom took me to the doctors .The doctor lubed my butt and ran his finger deep in there .It felt wonderful.He recommended enema's for me,told mom to do two today and every other day for a week then once a week till it cleared up.Soon as i felt the warm soapy water go in i got this wonderful feeling only better than the doctors finger.My little dickie got hard and stuck straight out.After two weeks the problem went away but i didn't tell mom for two months.Mom gave me one every couple months after that . When i was about 12 she was giving me one and my dick had grown and she saw it and told me i could give my own enemas when i felt i needed it which i did every week or two. i would fill my self up with very warm soapy water and then sit on the pot and masterbate. Shooting a big load out my dick and at the same time the soapy water exploded from my ass. Great Double sensations .

Years later my friend call me to come over and she had a problem and knew about my enemas and asked me to give her one as she had never had one. She had a bath robe on, nothing else .She was not very good looking and had small breast but large dark nipples and a large bubble butt. i took her bag and filled with warm soapy water.I put a towel on the floor and had her lay on it and pull up her legs.I lubed her up ,inserted the end into her tight pink hole then turned the water loose.in a few seconds she was smiling and i had a raging heart on pushing out against my tight shorts .As she began to cramp i started rubbing her stomach in circles. My hand went through the dark thick hair above her pussy. As i rubbed she pushed my hand down towards her clit. Her smile was there but she had a glassy look in her eyes.i touched her clit and she exploded with an orgasam and expelled some soapy water.she reached out and touched my leg and i think noticed my hard on and touched with the tips of her fingers then pointed to the door.

About 15 minutes later she came out with the robe on but open pushed me back in the recliner and gave me the best blow job i had had up to then . We never talked about that day.an a month later we both left for college .Her parents moved that winter. Twenty years later we reconnected at the class reunion but thats another story for another time.

Neat story Johnny. Looking forward to the sequel!

He copied that story from someone else.

GAtransplant said:-

he copied that story from someone else.

Maybe give us a clue using the [Report] button before posting allegations!

Where were girls like that when I was a boy? All the girls I knew were nice proper girls. Nuts, I was a nice proper boy too!

"GAtransplant, "

Why do you say i copied this from some one else ?Tell me what you are basing that statement on.

i have never copied anything in my life.I have no reason to.

I have a sequel to the one below "Giving my first enema"were do i write it ?

During WWII Dad was overseas and Mom was working full time. She organized the family enema schedule so that she tended to my Sister's 'needs' but I was handling my own soap enemas from age 10 onward.

My Aunt and Uncle were killed in a car accident and their 9 year old son came to live with us. My 'cuz' had never had regular enemas so wasn't used to our routine (an enema every payday). Nevertheless, Mom assigned me to get him organized and regularly cleaned out, first with just warm water. The first several enemas were halting from real or imagined cramps. It only took a few weeks for him to abandon his shyness about enema and say what worked well and what didn't or what he liked or disliked. As he got into the routine I switched him to the same soap suds and salt recipe that I had been taking. Soon I had him administering to me.

Looking back it was an amazing 'trust-building' experience for both of us and that trust has served us well for decades.

Both of us had good imaginations and became innovative. He was in Cub Scouts and would bring home stories about what other kids were doing as they approached puberty. We never penetrated one another sexually but belly massage did lead to some innovative hand jobs.

Nice stuff!

Today, there are a good number of adults who never received an enema as they grew up. They may not even know what an enema is. Many have heard of enemas, but have never tried to learn or attempt an enema. During medfet play, sometimes the topic comes up. The discovery that anal touching and penetration feels good alarms some, but interests others to learn more. This YouTube video nicely explains the administration of a bag enema. Enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RmeGFfsQOMk

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It sounds made up to me too...It always seems like when the story Is long and over descriptive I get a vibe that tells me its just made up.

Most people seem to say things like," an old girlfriend came back into my life, and gave me an enema", or something along those lines. then you have the stories that could have been written by Steven king(He must get paid by the word). But when someone take five paragraphs just just describe someone pulling down their pants, I always get the feeling they are just writing a fantasy which is fine, just put it in the story category, and don't try to bullshit people. You belittle yourself when you do that.