Becoming interested in enemas by significant other

This question is a bit different. Are there any members out there that initially had no interest in enemas, but were introduced to enemas by their significant other (present or past) and as a result became interested in enemas themselves? If so, please provide details of your introduction.

I had a beautiful lover who was into all manner of health related items, Dietary supplements, etc. She used enemas as a way to get "nutrition" into her system. The enema bag hung in the bath so it was no secret. We talked about it one evening before a rousing bit of lovemaking, and somehow I wound up giving her an enema. It was the most sexually stimulating addition to our repertoire. After that, before we would engage in sex, she would get the bag out, fill it and hang it by her slant exercise board, and when we finished with our sexual activities, she would get up and kneel on her slant board and I would administer the enema. Particularly after anal sex, administering an enema through a cream pie was incredibly stimulating for both of us. Didn't need any further lubricant. Sportslover

I got my husband into enemas while we were in college. His first enema was purely by my coercion and an ultimatum on my part because he forgot we had a date after finals week at the end of our first semester in college. He went out drinking with his buddies and I was dressed, hungry and ready for dinner.

He arrived three hours late expecting to spend the night. I told him he couldn't sleep with me unless I gave him an enema and he never had one before. I gave him a quart of warm water. I didn't want him in discomfort because I planned to fuck his eyes out and wanted him to want enemas in the future.

I guess it worked!

I was always interested in enemas but my ex wasn't. After she started giving them to me she got curious about them. You wouldn't believe how much her eyes bugged out when she got her first one!

Susie, I love my life, but your husband is one of the luckiest people on the planet. Your anecdote about introducing him to enemas is yet more evidence of how amazing a lover you are. Thank you once more for sharing the joy and knowledge of your extensive understanding on these topics.

Susie, Damn you're good. I'm not even going to say used to be because of all the things you've posted, I don't think you've lost anything. Probably better than any of us can imagine. Enjoy yourself.

Susie, thank you for sharing. But I'd like to limit this thread to first person accounts from members that weren't into enemas but became interested in them because of a current or former partners. Susie, if your husband happens to have a zity.biz account, I'm sure everyone would enjoy hearing his account.

I only got one enema when I was around 9 and hated it. Then after I split up with my ex I ended up in a relationship with a beautiful woman who was really into anal and enemas. Anything back there was gross to me. It took a long time and me giving her enemas before I would try it. Finally I tried it and after many tried for weeks I finally could take a whole bag and had a major orgasm at the same time. Now I love them.

I had never had an enema until I was in my early 30s and married. Having gotten seriously constipated and nothing I tried seemed to work I confided my problem to my husband who insisted that the only two remaining solutions were an enema or a trip to the hospital. We did not own an enema bag at the time so when I relented he went out and bought us one. I had no idea about the procedure and he gave me the first one, but then to be sure he gave me a second. It was no where as near bad as I thought it would be and tried a few on my own. Now I am a regular user, often alone, but sometimes have his "help".

When I got married I knew that my wife would take enemas on occasion, but had no idea it was as often as it was. We had only married for a short time when I became sick and was put on an antibiotic. It worked wonders for my infection, but really did bind me up. There was nothing to discuss because she was determined to give me an enema, and did, too. While I had had my share of enemas when growing up, it was a totally different experience getting one from my wife.

I became interested in enemas early in my teens. I was a steady user right up to the time I got married. Then things changed for the better. I found out my wife was an avid enema user and we began a 25 year trip through experience after experience. To say we experimented would be an understatement. Either one or both of us received multiple flows daily, along with lots of play. I do miss it. She opened the doors to lots of new experiences, feelings and All were great!!!!

Almost two years ago I met a man that I fell in love with. He had mentioned enemas in the course of conversation, early on, and I believed they were for health reasons. Over time, I learned they were an integral part of his sexuality. I learned of the fetish. It was all new to me and I was curious about it. He was always considerate and never would force me to do anything I did not want to do. But I loved him and wanted to please him. My interest grew and grew. Our enema time became part of our love making. For over a year, I have only given them, but am currently learning to take them. They are administered in a very loving and sensual way. That part is erotic to me. I have yet to find being filled with water or coffee erotic, but I enjoy the process, if that makes any sense. I know it turns him on, so I want to do it. It turns me on to turn him on.

That hits the nail on the head. I missed all the youthful experiences ( for which I am thankful) and knew little or nothing about enemas until after I married at 31. We had not been married long when my shiny new husband explained to me that he felt that enemas we good for women, both mentally and physically and that he was going to begin to give them to me on a regular basis. ( no offence to the men that take them for the same reason). Being all too willing to please him, I told him that I would be willing to try at least one.

I thought I was being killed and told him that that was it.

It was not.

I miss him terribly and I find, now, that I miss the enemas too.

Auntiemame

I can sense the pain of your loss, and am saddened by your words.

I know it may not comfort, but in your case, it is my prayer that time will heal your wounds.

Sorry for your loss.

I was interested in anal experiences when I met my (future) wife. I however had no experience with enemas; in fact I used to believe they were largely a thing of the past, except for specific situations where they would be given at a hospital. I was therefore surprised to learn that in the US they were more commonplace than in France, that enema devices are commonly sold in drugstores, and that she had herself received enemas as a child and in fact continued using them for constipation and stomach aches.

So one day I was constipated, I was curious about this enema thing and exaggerated the symptoms. She proposed an enema, I accepted. When she arrived with the full bag I was intimidated and was tempted to back off it, but she tut-tutted, asked me to be a good boy, and had me assume the position. I was then dutifully purged.