When was your last enema?(2017-2020)

I took one last night, while I was rather intoxicated. Naturally, I’m nursing a hangover today. Will en enema (or several) help me feel better and make the headache go away?

I was planning on a good enema session today but got my butt kicked last night.

Any recommendations are appreciated!

I am also usually 3-sheets-to-the-wind when my wife fills me up. She only gave me two quarts two nights ago and I told her that I wanted more. She said that I had had enough. Only in her mind though.

I was away on business in NYC, but my partner met me for some evening fun, dinner and drinks. When we arrived at the hotel, the upgraded suite was not ready, so we took the opportunity to have lunch. Typical for the city, we ordered food from an ethnic window and ate standing outside enjoying the vibe and passersby. Although the food was delicious, it was Lebanese and contained some falafel (fart-awful): I half joked about the risk we were taking to the evening.

Later we were checked into the hotel and started to play. It was clear i had the walkin' farts, the laughing farts, the spanking farts - and of course he had the 'remedy', or so he thought. The minute the water from the enema started to flow, the gassy back pressure forced the water out like a geyser uncontrollably. It was really embarrassing, but funny, and reminded me of the embarrassed feeling I used to have years ago when we first met. I guess the old became new again!

Later that night, we were able to stand naked on the upper floor balcony and make out in front of the city, which was really hot! I guess that enema did work, after all.

Yesterday... and unfortunately not a ‘for pleasure’ one. My husband and I enjoy enema play, and I like both giving and receiving. The past few days, however, I’d been dealing with constipation 😢. Started taking iron tablets and apparently that can result.

In any case, my husband - who is an actual doctor - came in from work and we had a bit of a row about it. I was ornery and uncomfortable with a headache... and it didn’t take long for him to work out what was going on. He felt my stomach with a frown, and I winced as he probed sensitive bits. Then he set a hand on my forehead and said I was warm, and before I knew it I was on my tummy with a rectal thermometer buried in my bum. When we play, he twirls and teases it... but when he’s not so much playing as truly in ‘doctor mode’, he just gently holds it in and pats my back with his other hand. That’s all I got this time. When he pulled the thermometer out, he said I had a bit of a fever.

He snapped on a glove and I wriggled a bit as he spread a bit of ointment down there, and then squealed as his finger thrust in, rummaging about. ‘Hmmm...’ he mused, in that way that even feeling poorly made me quiver in anticipation. ‘Yes... fairly bad blockage back here.” He snaked his other hand about and pressed in on my sore tummy as his finger continued to examine my bum. I moaned from discomfort... and also, just a bit, from excitement. It’s both humiliating and thrilling at once.

He made me stay there, prone and exposed, while he administered two suppositories and pushed them deep inside to melt. I had to hold them thirty minutes before he let me up to expel. They didn’t work very well, and he tutted again as he felt my tummy on my return. ‘Still too full, darling,’ he told me with false dismay. ‘Down you get on your left side now, and draw your right knee up for me.’

I followed his instructions meekly, while he went into the loo and filled a soapy bag. When he returned, I was dismayed to see he’d chosen the two quart enema. ‘I’m sorry, love,’ he apologised as he lubricated my poor bottom again. ‘But you are quite badly constipated. You should have told me yesterday you couldn’t go.’

He pushed the nozzle in and rubbed my belly as I whinged and moaned through the process. It lost all remnants of fun at the halfway mark, but he made me take the whole bag and retain it at least fifteen minutes. Two rinses followed.

As miserable as I felt beforehand, however, I felt MUCH improved this morning for the clean out. Tomorrow night, my dear husband will be off work... and I think, perhaps, it has been a bit too long since HE has had HIS bowels looked after...

Yesterday' after a loose BM just to rid any loose matter left that may pop out later in the night.

Last night solo - 3 quarts plain tap water to get energized 😃

This morning, a two quart ivory soapsuds enema preceded by a ivory soapstick. The soapstick and soapy finger got things moving but I still needed more of a cleanout. The full bag took four minutes to drain from a low mounting height and me in the knee-chest position, but there was no ability to retain it. Did have an effective cleanout though.

I’m about to expel the first of a series of, well, I don’t know how many yet.

Having partaken yesterday and Wednesday - neither of which were what I would call particularly enjoyable (I take enemas for pleasure not pain or discomfort), I had planned to abstain today, but I received a note from a fellow Zity member that I found overwhelmingly inspirational. So, here I am at the mercy of 3 quarts of pepperminty soapy water and a bulbous silicone enema nozzle. This one has been committed to digital image.

Yesterday. 2 1/2 quart very warm water with salt and baking soda. Does anyone else find that while you’re preparing the enema...you have to poop? After you do, the enema goes smooth as silk.

Yesterday (FINALLY had time) 3 August. Wife encouraged me to go upstairs and take all the time I needed to really enjoy myself as I’m just getting back into enemas after two decades of nothing. Last month, I took several, ending in a full gallon. Using just tap water, it did seem difficult to expel and I didn’t feel right for days afterwards. Reading up here, I saw a post that said that a little mild soap really helped get things moving. Thought it was worth a try. Carved slivers off the mildest hotel bar soap I could find and got a great bunch of soap suds for my trouble. Took two quarts to try things out. Felt good, expelled gently, not explosively. Pretty good clean-out. Did it again, maybe more volume. Same result. Time for dinner.

She said she was fine with my going back up while she enjoyed some quiet time reading. Refilled the 2-quart and 3 litre bag with fresh soapsuds and very warm water. I lay on the bed on my back so I could watch the bags empty. I adjusted the flow so the dial indicator showed a very slow trickle. I played “The Children of Sanchez” which is close to 15 minutes so I didn't keep loooking at a clock. Every once in a while, I would crack the flow wide open and watch the flow meter turn into a yellow blur. Then I’d turn the flow back down to a trickle. With my SN balloon nozzle, I just don’t have to worry about leakage. Another thing I really enjoyed was the warmth I felt from the filled tubing as it crossed my chest on its way to its final destination.

Let out most of what I’d taken (1/2 or a little more), reinserted, pumped it up and squatting near the toilet used the squeeze bulb to pump in all the rest. There's just something about seeing every last drop drain out of those two bags that really gets me hot (not to mention really, really full) Most of that came out. Had to go a couple of times in the evening to let out the rest. Had to get up 3 times in the night to pee, so what I’ve read about that being an enema side-effect seems about right.

So, a little soap gave a much better result for me than tap water. The sight of the soap suds floating on top of the bags like a big head of beer was somehow very erotic in and of itself. I feel much better today, so I guess I’ll continue to experiment with gentle additives. I’ll look for a small bottle of Castille soap. Walmart has much larger bottles than I felt like trying without prior experience. As I think back to the Sherema Clinic, I seem to recall a head of suds on the top of the big 4-quart black Sherema bags Sherry Taylor had specially made. I really feel good today and am already thinking of the next time I’ll be able to indulge.

I found out this morning why my wife was so supportive of my private enema time. She informed me that it was time for me to be her sub today and she wanted to make sure I was all cleaned out. I’ll have to go out in public this afternoon wearing a buttplug (first time), when we run a few errands and visit our 20-something grandson. She says she can’t wait to see how much I’ll squirm when plugged. When we get home she’ll have written instructions for me to follow. I suspect that a sound spanking and then a thorough ass-fucking is on the menu with only she knows what else. Can’t wait. Nozzle Tov.

A little earlier, 2 baby shampoo and baking soda enemas, then a baking soda rinse. All 2qts and had a little playtime. 😜

Hi All. What a great site zity is!!! I just finished a 3 bag clean out to get ready for some anal play time. Finally, I was able to get my colon tube past my sigmoid bend at the end of my rectum. I have a really hard time because my bend seams to double back on itself and the various nozzles tend to get stuck at the back of my rectum, and I do not want to push too hard! My third enema with the colon tube lubed with Vaseline finally went in past the bend and I had a good flow into my colon. Now for toys...

Today’s playtime was split into two:

Just before lunch I treated myself to two quarts of fresh brewed Starbucks Pike Place. It’s rare that I take coffee enemas but this one I had been anticipating for some time. As a result, I was very deliberate about it and determined to enjoy it to the full. Administered directly into the sigmoid, bypassing the rectum, via my SN Model C nozzle, I filled slower than usual. When the hose gurgled an intake of air I closed off the valve and carefully removed the nozzle making sure not to spill any of my brew. Then came a first: I slipped in a tampon a) for the hell of it and b) to assist with minimizing the possibility of leakage while I retained (something else I typically don’t do). Having been enema bingeing the last few days, I confidently expelled in a nice warm shower.

This afternoon I’ve enjoyed a more traditional, to me at least, series of three times three quarts peppermint soap.

As I’m typing this the voice in my head is starting to suggest that my appetite has not yet been satisfied, so there may be more to come. It’s been a great weekend.

WAY TO LONG AGO!...

Yes, agree. Way too long ago. Really looking forward to the next one.

Eric

This morning! Took two, with light goat's milk soap, got a good clean out. Felt great!

Jon

One week ago, looking forward for the coming weekend to have the next one and enjoy it 😃

Just finished up a 2 qt soapy one and holding a 2 qt rinse now.

Whenever I'm prepping myself for deep insertion action. Couple days ago was 2 nights in a row with penetration orgasmic activity. Too bad my wife was too tired to join in and have some fun!

Just finished a good series this morning. Started with a couple last night to get things loosened up and finished up this morning with a couple of soapy ones with Kirk's and then a larger one with plain tap water for a good rinse out. Feeling great now. I was traveling for business this week and did not have my equipment with me and I always get kind of "off" when I'm traveling

As I posted yesterday, I planned for last night. I did, indeed, take a nice big slow one of salt and baking soda (bag was filled with 5-liters, took about 4 and left the remaining volume in the bag once I felt full). Held it for just over 30 minutes before deflating my DBC.

Had me nice and clean for this morning's 5K race. Set a new personal best on this course but I still have a ways to go to get back to my previous form.

Just last night. I finally got an evening to myself, and I made the most of it.

This morning starting about 7am. I had two quick flushes of plain warm water of about a pint each to clear the end of lumps. Then a quart of coffee held for 35 minutes. After that I felt refreshed and ready for whatever the day brings.

This morning. 3.5 quarts, 10 inch nozzle.

Less than an hour ago. Yummm!

About 15 minutes ago. Two quarts of warm tap water from my ancient Faultless combo bag. It was not pleasant. I take enemas for two reasons. 1) They are very pleasurable, and I usually masturbate to climax while holding my enema, and 2) I am chronically constipated if I don’t have a bowel movement every other day or so, usually with the help of an enema. I would have taken one yesterday but sadly, there was a plumbing problem in my complex and the water to all units was shut off. No water, no enema. Water was back on today so no problem, right? Wrong! I normally take my enemas in bed, in a sort of reverse Sim’s position, which allows me to look at stuff on a laptop computer on a night table next to my bed. I have thousands of erotic pictures and movies on the hard drive, many enema related, others not. When taking an enema I can switch pictures with a cordless track ball in my right hand while I stroke Mr. Stiffy with my left. That set-up usually works very well. Today it didn’t. I often get a few cramps during the initial reception of the enema. They usually subside pretty rapidly. That didn’t happen today; in fact, the cramps got worse and worse. The urge to expel became so strong that I knew I was going to lose it if I didn’t make it to the toilet post haste. I barely made it. Apparently the extra day made a difference in how much fecal matter I had accumulated. I am a slender person and I do not have a large appetite. I was therefore astonished at how much shit I shit. And I never got the chance to get my rocks off. During the time it took to write this my innards seem to have settled down a bit. I am contemplating giving it another go. Wish me luck. ?

Earlier this morning I decided that today would be the day I got myself back on track. Since I was stricken with a GI virus a few weeks ago, my bowel habits went totally off track. Days would pass without a trip to the bathroom...and then when I did go, it was "murder"! So this morning, all of that nonsense hopefully came to an end.

My first enema was plain warm water...nothing added...just water...and very warm at that. I felt as though I was backed up for miles, so nothing exotic for this enema. After about a quart, the urge to expel just simply became too great to bear. But the very warm enema had done its job. Things began to move and quickly.

The second enema of the session was a soapy one made in my four quart pitcher with warm water and Kirk's Castile soap. I made the mixture warmer than normal and had to wait for it to cool before injecting it. All the while the bar of soap resided in the bottom of the pitcher. When the solution was cool enough to use, the soap had turned the once clear water totally opaque. This was going to be the clean out to end all clean outs! And it was. I was able to take nearly 3 quarts of the soapy mixture and managed to retain it with the help of a butt plug for about 15 minutes. Then it was time for an explosive expulsion. I was not disappointed.

Finally, it was time to calm things down with a salt/soda rinse. After 3.5 quarts had filled my bowels I stopped the flow and retained this enema for nearly 20 minutes while I was engaged in other "extracurricular" activities. And I can tell you, the bulbous end of the Model B Silicone Nozzle serves as a more than adequate plug.

I feel better this afternoon than I have in weeks...and all that was accomplished with a little time and a little warm water.

Sometimes, you just gotta love an enema!

Have fun and play safe!

Deb

If colonics count, yesterday and another session of total relaxation, cleansing and pampering with the fabulous Sue. She just happened to mention that her next client, a new lady, had not had a bowel movement for three weeks! She added, ruefully, "and she expects me to sort her in one session, all I can do is to hydrate her colon". I am so fortunate to be able to be able to visit her so frequently.

My wife gave me a 4-quart enema two nights ago. I turned down a 4-quart enema last night as it was too late after I gave her a good fuckin' and I was tuckered out. She is supposed to give me a 4-quart enema tonight with a 10" nozzle. If this happens.............she will send me to the moon.

Friday night - was a little backed up and had a lot of very smelly gas so a strong SS was needed. Mixed up two quarts of warm Ivory SS in the combo bag and took very slowly in the knee chest position. It took about five minutes or more for the bag to empty and the water to get fully into the colon. There was no retaining this one so the results were a little on the "hard" or firm side as opposed to being fully liquid. After a thorough evacuation, I attempted a plain water rinse however despite repeated attempts, only a small volume was able to be introduced before involuntary expulsion. That was not satisfying - must have had soap lock or something. At least there were no repeat trips and this morning nothing out of the ordinary either.