My most satisfying orgasms are achieved during my enema sessions, especially with an adventurous lady friend. The preparation really excites me and turns me on, especially if I'm having a pre-enema conversation with my companion. She might ask me how much soap I would like for the first enema, what position I'd like to be in when she gives it to me. I tell her how excited I am by the sight of her naked breasts with their erect nipples. I love to watch her expression and her seductive smile as she fills the enema bag and hangs it on the hook above the bed. She holds the nozzle up for me to watch as she slowly lubes it, and asks me if I will enjoy the feel of it going in.
Now I am on my back with my knees spread wide apart as she puts on a latex glove, applies some lube and begins to tease my anal area and my perineum. By now I have a throbbing erection, and with a lubed fingertip she teases the most sensitive area below the head of my cock. She tells me how she won't let me cum until she decides it's time, and that she is going to prolong the wait while she gives me a series of enemas, and that she might feel tempted to kneel astride me and ride my cock during one of the fillings-- but that I must not cum until she tells me.
Her finger enters me and I feel the thrill of contact with my prostate. She moves her fingertip, exploring the contact and gauging my response by the involuntary contractions of my anal sphincter. Smiling mischievously she tells me that I'm ready for the nozzle. It's a double balloon model. Skilfully she slides it in and inflates the balloons, first the inner, then the outer, counting aloud with each pump of the inflator bulbs. "There!" She says. "Now I can fill you REALLY full, and I can pleasure you without your having hold it in while you're straining to delay your orgasm! Are you ready now for all that warm, deliciously soapy water?" She looks up at the bulging 4 quart bag. I can smell the fragrance of the soap.
"Oh, yes!!!" I sigh and moan.
"OK sweetie. Here it comes!"
I hear the unmistakeable click of the clamp and feel the thrilling sensation of warm water as it comes out of the side opening of the nozzle and flows over my prostate. I gasp with pleasure and my lover smiles radiantly as I gaze back at her adoringly.
The hours go by like minutes as I am slowly filled and then emptied four times, as my sweet companion brings me to the edge of orgasm again and again, opening and closing the clamp, teasing my erection manually and orally.
Finally, she sheds her clothing, and kneeling astride me she guides the head of my cock into her sweet warmth, sliding it back and forth between her inner lips and then sinking my entire shaft into her hot wetness, right to the hilt.
"Now, my darling, the bag is almost empty. I've kept some of it in reserve. See? Now I'm going to open the clamp wide and ride you to orgasm. Are you ready?"
"Oh yes! Am I ever!"
I hear a click and feel the divine sensations inside me and around me as she rises and falls on me and rocks her pelvis rhythmically and I reach out to cup her breasts and squeeze her nipples. I can no longer hold back. We both cry out as my accumulated semen spurts into her warmth and I feel her orgasmic contractions around me.
Afterwards we fall asleep in each other's arms.