Love the sound/feeling of the rushing water

Feeling the water rush through the tube into my bowels. The sound enhances the feeling... then I groan loudly with agony as the cramping takes over, then pleasure, then agony then ecstasy... finally relief and grunting pleasure, and humiliation as the water rushes out ... somewhat anyway... but mostly pleasure again. Then MASSIVE pleasure as I bring myself off...

I would say the part I LOVE is the clean feeling after it's over.

Don't know that I enjoy the enemas themselves.

The snap of the clamp and feeling the warmth filling deep inside -- there's nothing quite like it.

The retention nozzle firmly in place, and the feeling of the water slowly filling me up is heaven!

I have to agree with Vicki.V – hearing the click of the clamp and then the initial feeling of the warm soapy water as it starts to fill me . . . there really is no feeling that comes close!

I'm in Lisa's camp; enemas are sexually stimulating for either gender, especially if one is lucky enough to have a partner, but it's also a pleasure to indulge yourself in getting really cleaned up -- hot shower, shampooed hair, clean shaven, teeth brushed, and that "hollowed out" sensation in the abdomen that comes after an effective enema.

It's also a pleasure that doesn't diminish as one grows a little older.

Or a lot older. ??❗️

I love every aspect of an enema from the retrieval of the combination bottle and hose from its resting place in the bathroom cabinet, to the adjusting of the water to just the right temperature, then the filling of the bag with semi-hot, soapy, salty water, to the screwing of the adapter plug into the bottle, then the shaking of the bottle to mix the enema solution prior to its entry into my rectum and colon, to the hanging of the bag by its bottom tab on the special hook I have beside the commode in my bathroom, then hearing the sound of the water removing the air from the red hose...blop, blop, blop.... to the smearing of Vaseline onto the tube's black bakelite douche nozzle, and then the lubing of my rectal opening with the same stuff prior to the approach of the nozzle itself, and then the event itself, the sliding in of that lovely nozzle just prior to the release of the tubing shut-off which occurs almost simultaneously. And then, oh what a feeling of the water as its first fills my rectal cavity, gradually enlarging it to capacity and then the release of water as it enters the next part of the colon. The slow fill that occurs soon after and then another release as the warm, soapy, salty water moves deeper into my colon.... Oh, gee, just thinking about it all gives me chilly bumps.... there is nothing like it... and I think most here will agree that there is nothing quite like a good, soapy, salty, warm enema.....

Sounds are definitely a part of the enema experience, even before an enema is delivered. Once I know an enema session is soon to occur and the enema equipment is retrieved and placed upon the bathroom counter, I take a moment to look at the familiar red rubber bag, with the long ribbed hose and black fluted douche nozzle laying next to the sink. I open the facets and hear the water running into the sink until it reaches the perfect temperature, then place the open bag top under the warm flow. As the bag fills and the rubber swells, I turn the water off and there is silence. The enema bag is full of water and the red rubber is warm to the touch. I squeeze a bottle of liquid soap and hear air returning to the soap bottle after three or four compressions are delivered into the warm water, temporarily restrained inside the bag. I swirl the bag slightly to mix in the liquid soap and hear the sloshing of water within the rubber bag. As I lift the bag from the sink, the hose dangles below and I hear the clink of the black Bakelite nozzle against the sides of the sink. Then there is the clicking sound, so familiar to Klismos, as the clamp is opened, followed by the sound of water pushing air from the long red hose and squirting from the holes positioned along the length of the douche nozzle into the sink. After the air is bled from the hose and the clamp is clicked shut, I lift the entire seductive apparatus from the sink and carry it to the bedroom where the bag is hung above the bed and a thick towel is spread out upon the bed surface. Once again a well known snapping sound is made when I remove the lid from the Vaseline jar and remove a glob of the slick jelly, which is then smeared around the bulbous end of the black douche nozzle. All these sounds are heard before the lubed nozzle is even inserted into a waiting anus.

Just gave myself an enema yesterday. Had a really busy week, and felt bloated, so it just seemed so natural to "get the water". May do it again today!

I en-joy the sound of water filling the bag, the enema gurgling as it flows in, the sound of release and then the quiet.

I remember vividly the sounds of my childhood enemas. My mom always used the bulb syringe on me and I can easily recall the bubbling sound of her filling the syringe with Ivory soapsuds. I wasn't a fan of those early enemas and believe me I can recall the feeling of the soapy water squirting up into my bowels as she squeezed the bulb firmly. She was a big believer in getting the enema far up inside of you to let it work. Then when she would remove the syringe from my butt and release her grip on the bulb I would hear the gurgling sound as the syringe filled with air. That would immediately be followed by the bubbling sound again as she refilled the syringe in preparation for another injection. The bubbling and gurgling would go on for quite some time as she would syringe me until she was satisfied that I had taken enough to make my bowels move. Those sounds plus the scent of Ivory soap are at the core of my enema fetish.

My anticipation grows when I hear the rush of water from the bathtub faucet filling my 4 quart bag, knowing the water will soon be running into my rectum. The real pleasure from the enema comes when I relieve the pressure into the toilet. The gushing sound of all that water churning from my bowels is erotic to me. I even recorded the sound on my cell phone so I can enjoy the sound later.

Since you have recorded the sound of you expelling on your cell phone, is there a way you can make it your ring tone?

Just briefly marking this so I can come back and find it to contribute more. Yes, I love the sound and the feeling too. 😃