"Enemas? Really?"

@Ms_Lila Thank you muchly for the continued updates! Great reading...

My life's travels haven't enabled me to ever watch anyone in person on a Sybian yet, but it's still on my bucket list!

@Ms_Lila

When I am in that frame of mind with the orgasms and intense feelings the Sybian gives me, I could have cared less if I had been on the center or a basketball court with the bleachers full all of the way around me.

That was hot ... no doubt about it ... that was very hot and you know you are 'in the zone' when you just abandon all inhibitions and go with it. 🌹

That was excellent ... I'd love to see that sometime. 😃

Oooooh, part of my 'bucket' list too. I can just imagine the feeling. more Ohhhhs. Regards, irrigator333

My husband and I had a little problem Sunday night when we were playing with my e-stim. 😢 I went for a ride on my Sybian with just the vaginal insert and had a fantastic time. 😃 Just when I was finishing my ride and had got off, in more ways than one 😉 our couple friends dropped by for a visit. My husband and I didn't bother to get dressed and I was still pretty hot from my ride and I invited Tom into me while my husband entertained his wife.

It was perfect 🌹 and while we were laying around catching our breath, our friends had seen the Sybian out and wondered if I was up for a demonstration? Well, yes! And my husband got it ready while I went into the bathroom and cleaned up a little bit and got some more lube and some more condoms. I also stopped off at the dresser to get my e-stim out along with the vaginal insert and some gel. I am finding that after heavy 'vaginal workouts' the e-stim will tone me up a little, or so I think.

We were having some wine, and probably should have had some popcorn, while I mounted the Sybian slowly. I love the feel of lowering myself down onto the Sybian and the insert sliding up inside of my vagina and I watched the two men's faces and hers as their eyes were looking right down there and watching the insert going into me. I'm already 'hot' as it is, and not only was I fucked by my husband and then her husband, a prior ride on my Sybian, but now I'm feeling the full effects of a very sensitive vagina and that 'cum lust fog' wrapped around me in no time and I was in a whole different realm. They were the kinds of orgasms that just were off the scale and I sometimes almost just get overwhelmed by the feelings and it is all just one orgasmic blur. Nice, but almost too much.

When my mind really started to focus again, I was laying on the floor on my back with three faces looking down at me wondering when and if I would come back down to earth. Someone had put a towel under my hips because I was totally soaking wet. I also felt loose-as-a-goose down there and feeling like you could park and RV in my vagina with room to spare. That's where the e-stim and the vaginal probe come in to play. I overdid it by just a little bit. She suggested a cold enema and that sounded good and Steve got the e-stim ready.

She put the enema tube in and ran in probably half the bag before she stopped it, and my husband was done lubing the vaginal probe with what we thought was more than enough gel to make a good contact when we put it in. As I said before, I was 'stretched out' and I even felt loose, even with the cold of the enema helping me to feel like I was 'shrinking' back into shape. Then my husband turned on the e-stim and I could feel myself start to 'tighten' a little bit and he put it on the pulse setting. Things were going fine when I started feeling 'sparks' or 'shocks' and it was just a couple of times more when I felt more than just a twinge of pain. 😮

It was only a couple of very sharp 'snaps' or 'shocks' before my husband turned it off, but it hurt like hell! It might not have hurt so bad in my ass, or on my skin, but these shocks were right there inside of my vagina, and I felt it all over. I almost thought that my nipples would blow out and I really felt it most in between my toes, especially around my big toes. I'm just glad we weren't all the way up on the power or it may have blown out my earwax and everything else! To be sure, that is a little on the exaggerated side, but just those two jolts hurt like hell.

That is a mood killer.

The only thing my husband and I can figure out is that I was too loose after all of that fucking, the Sybian, my husband, Tom, and then again on an over the top ride on the Sybian to use the vaginal probe. We thought we had used enough gel to make proper contact when it was inserted into me, but obviously that was not the case. We don't use the vaginal probe that much to begin with and for sure not after that much vaginal 'action' that I did Sunday night.

I think I may have told someone here not to 'overdo' it and to pace themselves, and I think maybe I ought to take my own advice. 😳 The pain is long since gone and I haven't been told that anyone saw sparks shooting out of my vagina, no smoke, no odor of burnt pussy flesh.

I loved being the center of attention riding the Sybian for our friends 😃 but definitely not doing the 'funky chicken' because we didn't use enough gel on the e-stim in my vagnia. 😳

Yup, intermittent contact will do that very thing. It is bad enough on the skin, having that happen in your vagina - Yikes!

I've never done any estim, but how to you fix that? Larger vaginal probe? In deeper? Wait until your vagina feels "smaller" or not as loose again? Ever have that happen before?

Eric

@UncleO and @ericmacson that was definitely painful and could have been worse from what I am finding out. I haven't had that much experience with using the vaginal probe for the e-stim but it was for sure 'operator error' on my part. I wasn't tight enough for one thing, I felt this pretty much from the start, and should not have tried it no matter how well my husband had slathered on the gel. I was too wet, too wide, and too horny to be trying anything with electricity.

I don't have that problem with the anal probe at all, because it fits me just fine and snug. The gel we put on it before we put it in me anally covers every single inch of the probe and there are no 'gaps' in the contact. That wasn't the case with the vaginal probe where there must have been a gap, or a missed bit of contact gel, or maybe my folds just hadn't recovered enough to make for a snug fit.

It did hurt, and not in a good way. Luckily, my girlfriend and I grew up with a girl in our class who is now a doctor. She was one 'fun girl' back in the day, and she knows about my GF's kinks and now she knows mine. I'll be ok and there was only a little bit of a bright red spot up in there, but I was told that I'd better lay off the jumper cables for a little while.

Oh, yes, she was one kinky cheerleader in high school, but she turned out to be a great doctor. I may make her my own OB/GYN as a matter of fact. That is probably a good idea so that she will be less shocked to hear about my new found kink. She was nice in high school and got around, too, but I always liked her. 😃

@Ms Lila, "jumper cables", I love it! Vivid imagination, but you just can't make this stuff up.

I've thoroughly enjoyed reading your Sybian, enemas, and e-stim escapades.

Are you up for using the double balloon nozzle, with a slow fill enema, on your next Sybian ride. Looking forward to reading the results.

Learning and teaching lessons for us all. Keep those Out of Body Orgasms coming.

Thanks for sharing! This is why I love Zity.

@Ms_Lila

That is probably a good idea so that she will be less shocked[/i][/b][/u] to hear about my new found kink.

I would loved to have seen you doing the ... 'funky chicken' ... 😉

@Gibby, honestly, I did not mean that as pun. 😉 Or, should I claim it was on purpose? Either way, I'm all but over it and I am for sure not going to get into any kink that involves tasers or cattle prods. No way! Not for this girl! 😄 😄 😄

....The pain is long since gone and I haven't been told that anyone saw sparks shooting out of my vagina, no smoke, no odor of burnt pussy flesh.

"Do you smoke after sex?"

"I don't know, I haven't ever looked."

Glad you're okay. I can only imagine it was quite a sight to behold.

Up until just recently enemas have been almost 100% about sex as part of getting ready for anal sex or part of sex play. I've been using enemas as part of foreplay, during my own masturbation, during giving or getting oral sex, or after sex. Enemas and sex, sex and enemas. I can and do have sex that doesn't involve enemas but there aren't many times my enemas haven't involved sex somehow being related to my having sex. I was having sex a long time before I ever had an enema and that enema was used by me to be clean for anal sex.

Almost every story or post here that is about enemas also involves sex. I've read a lot of these wonderful stories and posts and those involving enemas also are about sex. Except for the 'how to' or 'technical' enema discussions that were about technique or recipes almost every single story here that has an enema involves two or more 😉 people having sex. When I read a story or a post about enemas I just naturally think that sex is right there with them.

But very recently I had 'non-sexual' enema texting and talking while on the phone with someone. I've used enemas as a stress relief technique before just to slow myself down and give me some breathing room. That was the case when I was working through some issues while having enemas and talking on the phone with a friend. We did not talk about sex and instead we talked about a mutual concern. Nothing sexual and I did my enemas. I'm thinking WOW! 😁 Enemas can be non-sexual between friends. I thought about it in the context of Zity.Biz and that there are some stories here where two people started out by having 'phone enemas' that were totally non-sexual and just their way of being open with each other and freeing themselves from convention and connecting in a way that can only be done by trusting the other person with the secret that one or both of them was having an enema. A taboo subject not widely accepted by the general population.

After the phone call and the enemas I was feeling proud of myself at seeing enemas in a new light. They didn't have to be sexual and could be enjoyed while talking to a friend on the phone that I am not sexually involved with. I mean, how awesome is that? Why I even reread some older posts were people had enemas while talking, or texting, or chatting and that is totally possible and so very chic. 😎 I was so proud of myself for being so forward thinking and above it all and able to have a 'non sexual' enema with a friend that I wrote about my high and mighty feelings to another friend in a PM.

Then I did a reality check on myself. Did I masturbate or think of sex while having an enema and talking to my friend on the phone? No. I'm such a good girl and I deserve kudos for that. 😎 Uh, but then I screwed up my little self congratulatory party when that little voice in my head asked me, 'Did you think about sex and masturbate after you got done talking to your friend on the phone? :-\\ Huh? Did you? Huh? That little beotch asking myself that question just would not shut her mouth up! 😡

It seems that I conveniently forgot the part that after the phone call / text I rubbed myself off silly and caught one wave right after the other. To be fair to myself I do masturbate often and at least once a day and almost always where enemas are involved. This much I have to give to myself and also that I did not go into the phone conversation while having an enema with sex on my mind and I did not have thoughts of sex on my mind during that time. Those thoughts weren't far away though. Not far at all.

I can and do cuddle without it turning into sex and I sometimes just want to be close with someone I love and care about and it doesn't have to be about sex. And in that light I can see where people might consider enemas as being akin to cuddling or just being close and not ending in sex. So there is that possibility but those who do enemas as a 'cuddle' or 'just to be close' know what they are doing. They've worked it out in their relationship either from the beginning of their relationship or when they realized that they might want to take it in a different direction. Maybe they went from being coworkers to friends and then wanted to explore a little more or be able to share more intimate thoughts and concerns. They may have decided on enemas as a 'non sexual' way to build that intimacy and trust between them while they set bounds or goals for themselves. Whether they knew that was what they were doing at the time or not. But they had respect for each other as friends to start with. 🌹

So if I ever have a chance or if the opportunity to have a phone enema with a friend I am not sexually involved with, I'm going to have to come clean and let that friend know I might have issues with separating enemas from sex because of where enemas came into play in my sex life time line. And I will ask that friend to be patient with me while I talk it through with them and get the boundaries set straight in MY mind. I think a 'phone cuddle enema' may be something I want with that friend but it will have to be ME getting it straight in my mind so I don't mess up a budding friendship.

I think 'platonic' enemas are possible but for me I have to have my act totally together before the next one. That's IF 'platonic' enemas are real and possible.

Ms Lila,

And I will ask that friend to be patient with me while I talk it through with them and get the boundaries set straight in MY mind. I think a 'phone cuddle enema' may be something I want with that friend but it will have to be ME getting it straight in my mind so I don't mess up a budding friendship.

I seriously doubt that your friend is going to get mad, or offended, or whatever, because you may still have some sexual "side effects" having an enema and talking on the phone.

I've been told that I worry too much. I do. In this case you may be worrying too much about your reaction to exploring a "phone cuddle enema" and not wanting to offend that friend. Why not just talk about that and ask that friend how they feel about phone enemas? It's a new concept to you that you want to explore. If you are even having a phone enema with a friend, then wouldn't that mean you're comfortable enough with that friend to even let them know you are having an enema?

By all means, set those boundaries whatever they are going to be. If you're willing or comfortable enough with someone knowing you are having an enema while talking to them and they don't hang up, then what would be the problem?

Don't worry so much. Talk about how you feel with your friend or friends. Enjoy.

Cedar

@Ms_Lila ... first of all if your phone enema was with a male ... I can pretty much guarantee that he would not be offended ... 😉 ... not even close. 😄 Flattered? ... you betcha! 😁

@Ms_Lila wrote, I think 'platonic' enemas are possible but for me I have to have my act totally together before the next one. That's IF 'platonic' enemas are real and possible.

Just gab away on the phone with your friend ... while you're naked from the waist down ... with an enema tube in your ass ... and don't over think it. Talk about what you want to talk about ... ask about that friend's experience with phone enemas ... and if after all is said and done and you're ready to hang up ... say your good bye's and then hang up. 😃

Then roll onto your back 😈 ... get your favorite vibrator ... open up the clamp on your enema tube ... and rub one off until you can't see straight!!!!! 😁 😁 😁 I think you may be missing the point on enemas ... they are versatile ... but when I do an enema ... I am either naked or naked where it counts ... and I figure I might as well get myself off while I'm ... dressed ... for the occasion. If the friend you were talking to on the phone ... doesn't know about this ... and you weren't doing the ... 'porno moan' ... or ... heavy breathing ... they aren't going to know. Besides ... your being hot and wet may not even be related to the ... phone enema ... :-\\ ... maybe you just are naked in the right places ... at the right time ... and you go for it.

Talk to your friend on the phone ... enjoy that enema while you do it ... 😃 ... then when you hang up ... Jill your ass off and just have fun and go with the flow. 😃

Don't over think it ... 🌹

Gibby

@Ms_Lila -

Let's do a quick recap here. As I understand it...

For quite a while you have used enemas in a sexual context, so you associate the two. You were able to take an enema while talking on the phone with someone and enjoy the sensual component without the sexual component. Then you start beating yourself up because you masturbate afterwards?

Maybe I'm insufficiently prudish, but I'd call that a win for your desire to explore sensual but not sexual enemas.

Whether or not the person on the other end of the phone would be uncomfortable depends on the relationship you have with them. Personally it probably wouldn't bug me - neither of the callers was trying to make it a sexual experience at the time. I guess it might make me uncomfortable if you then called me up and recounted in detail an ongoing fantasy you had that included me, enemas and sex, but you didn't even note that your masturbation involved fantasies about the person you called and enemas. Again, look at the wins here.

So if I ever have a chance or if the opportunity to have a phone enema with a friend I am not sexually involved with, I'm going to have to come clean and let that friend know I might have issues with separating enemas from sex because of where enemas came into play in my sex life time line. And I will ask that friend to be patient with me while I talk it through with them and get the boundaries set straight in MY mind. I think a 'phone cuddle enema' may be something I want with that friend but it will have to be ME getting it straight in my mind so I don't mess up a budding friendship.

I think 'platonic' enemas are possible but for me I have to have my act totally together before the next one. That's IF 'platonic' enemas are real and possible.

Depending on your relationship with your friend it might be more comfortable for them to have you set the boundaries more independently, especially if the friendship does not extend to anything else sexually. Although you'd have to be pretty intimate with a friend to discuss enemas anyway, right?

As for "platonic enemas" - I know that there can be nonsexual enemas, though I have somewhat of a different relationship to them then most people here. Most of mine are practical rather than sexual, though I am more often finding them both practical and sensual now. What is a sensual enema? In my mind it's kind of like what you describe - stress relief, mindfulness, sort of like an internal hydraulic massage, in-the-moment thing. It's a lot like a massage - in some contexts a massage is sexual, but you can also have a relaxing, enjoy-the-sensations-and-just-be-right-there sensual massage as well (and, for that matter, a therapeutic massage that isn't very sensual and hurts some but works very well). For me the same is true with enemas, but again I came to enemas differently - originally I was using them pretty much just for constipation, then later I had to "let myself" open up to the sensual and sexual elements that can be in them. Because of that, and because I still take more just to keep things moving than to get off, I'm able to "flip the switch" as wanted. You might need to work on it a bit but I think you can get there as well if you want, and the fact that you spent how long enjoying an enema as a sensual but not sexual experience shows that.

@moliere

@gibby said, 'Talk to your friend on the phone ... enjoy that enema while you do it ... ... then when you hang up ... Jill your ass off and just have fun and go with the flow. Don't over think it ... '

and also,

@Cedar said, 'Why not just talk about that and ask that friend how they feel about phone enemas? It's a new concept to you that you want to explore. If you are even having a phone enema with a friend, then wouldn't that mean you're comfortable enough with that friend to even let them know you are having an enema?"

and you said,

'Depending on your relationship with your friend it might be more comfortable for them to have you set the boundaries more independently, especially if the friendship does not extend to anything else sexually. Although you'd have to be pretty intimate with a friend to discuss enemas anyway, right?'

And @moliere you may quote me when I read what I wrote when I say,

Well, duh. 😮 and I should forget the drama and just enjoy. :-\\

I just never thought about enemas as being able to be nonsexual, except in a medical setting or something like that in real life. I've never really 'needed' an enema in my life and as I've written about here, I've just 'recently' really begun to appreciate what enemas can add to my sex life. Phone enemas? You bet. 😉 It was fun and something new and different and like Gibby said,

'Besides ... your being hot and wet may not even be related to the ... phone enema ... :-\\ ... maybe you just are naked in the right places ... at the right time ... and you go for it.'

My husband is having to be out of town off and on for the foreseeable future and I've told him about my phone enema experience. So when he has to be out of town we can make a connection and see just how we can make 'phone enemas' work for us. That's going to be just one more way for us to extend what we are building on now and just maybe he won't have to surf the internet for some porn, just call me. 😉 😈

@Ms_Lila - While each has its place, in my book a sexual enema is better than a sensual enema, which is better than a solely therapeutic enema (provided it's in a situation where you're OK with it being sexual - if it's not a "sexual enema time" then sensual enemas can be pretty damn good, and when your backed up then even the worst therapeutic enema is welcomed). If you can do the sexual thing and are comfortable with it then go ahead! My main point was just that yes, you can enjoy enemas on different levels and they can be sensual without being sexual, but you might need to work a bit to develop or maintain the split if you generally associate enemas with sexual. I will quote you as

Well, duh. 😮 and I should forget the drama and just enjoy. :-\\

and say yes, go ahead whenever you're OK with it.

Enemas are a lot of things for a lot of people. The more you get to know the different aspects of what an enema can be, I think you will enjoy them a lot more. You will also have more ways to experience them.

@Cedar I think I am going to really like the phone enemas a lot more. They seem to be helpful for me to open up with the friend I'm talking to and it puts the conversation we have on a whole different level.

It's been a little lonely around the house and the shop for the past couple of weeks or so. My husband's father is having medical problems and he lives about four or five hours away and he is having to make trips to take care of family business and hoping that his brothers will pitch in to help. My best friend is also away for an extended time doing what it is that she has to be doing to get done whatever she has to get done.

It's not so much the sex that I miss, but I DO miss it, let's be real 😉 but there is that just being near someone that you can reach out and touch anytime you need to make that connection. I worry about my husband being out on the road with all of the idiot drivers out there and something happening to him. We text, Skype, IM, each other a lot and I have been doing 'phone enemas' with him as a way to maybe satisfy that 'itch' I get.

He doesn't pack an enema bag when he is going 'to the ranch', his family home, but I sure have mine ready when I call him to talk to him on those long nights when he isn't here. We are thanking AT&T or Apple or Samsung for 'smart phones' and I've invested in a 'selfie stick' to take better video chats with him when I am doing an enema for him when we talk. Steve even made a joke a little while ago that he would like to see me on the phone using my other 'selfie stick' 😧 so he could watch. I wasn't following along with his line of thinking and so I asked him what other 'selfie stick' 😮 could he be talking about? Even in the dark I could see he was so proud of himself when he told me he was talking about my vibrator! 😁 😁 😁 Now my husband does have good sense of humor, but I suspect he heard that a vibrator was called a 'selfie stick' from somewhere else, 😉 but I have to give him credit for making me laugh my butt off when he said that to me.

So, I do have two selfie sticks, one to take pictures of myself, mostly in lewd and lascivious poses for his eyes only, but also in conjunction with me giving him a better shot of me using my 'other selfie stick' for BOTH of our deviant sexual gratification. 😈 In the span of the past couple of weeks I have become a phone porn star for my husband. I started him out by letting him watch me have an enema while we talked. I should correct that 'letting him' and change it to I 'wanted him' to watch me take an enema, just as much as I want him to watch me masturbate and cum.

Then I had to pat myself on my back when, during our last 'phone session' I told him we should be glad that we got his phone those screen protectors and safety case. He asked me 'why'? And I told him, 'Because when you were using your own self stick, it shot all over your phone! I saw it!' 😈 😁 😁 😁 Oh yes, I do 'cum up' with some good ones sometimes. 😉 We both got a laugh out of that.

I miss Steve when he isn't here and I worry about him being on the road. I miss my best friend and hope she's OK. Things happen so fast but with my becoming a 'phone porn star' and learning about phone enemas there can still be that closeness and intimacy with loved ones while they are away. It's not the same as the real thing, but we can share something in the meantime. But make sure your husband has a screen protector and a phone case when he is playing with his own selfie stick. 😉

Ms Lila said; "But make sure your husband has a screen protector and a phone case when he is playing with his own selfie stick. "

Now that was good! 😄

@Ms_Lila

Or you could just make sure you've purchased a water resistant smartphone (my Samsung is water resistant to 1m for 30 minutes).

It's been very busy for me the past few weeks and I haven't really had the time to catch up like I want. Things with my husband are starting to get back to normal a little bit with him and his brothers working out some home health care for their father. I like my father-in-law but my brothers-in-law are a little lacking in stepping up to the plate to help my husband out. But now Steve is home more and the trips are going to be fewer. 😃

The flower shop has been very busy which is good for business but I'm a little short handed and this is one of the busy seasons. You may know that I was in a long term relationship / friendship with my very dear friend Sarah. My husband knew about us and I had been in my relationship before hers or my marriage to our husbands. Both of our husbands knew of us and so that was not an issue for either of our marriages. We both have daughters about the same age and our kids were in the same school system. Sarah's husband died of cancer a few years ago and her daughters moved away to college. She and I remained close up until I began to explore different things with my husband in the sex department. She gave enemas a try but they didn't do anything for her she wouldn't even think of sex with other couples.

That began to take up more of my time with him and I was willing to try out some of the new things with Sarah as well. However Sarah is more 'traditional' and since her husband's passing, she has become or leaned more towards her preference for lesbian rather than bi-sexual. When my husband and I began to explore with two other couples it put a strain on hers and my own friendship and sexual relationship. Sarah wasn't happy and decided to get closer to her daughters while they went to college and that is only right and we parted company amicably and remain friends.

Sarah heard about the situation with my husband's father and my needing some help to keep things going at home and the shop. She used to work full time with me at the shop and offered to come back temporarily to help me out. I jumped at the offer and she will be helping me out. With my husband going to be home more now to help around the house and such, things got a little easier for me. So hopefully I will be around here more.

Sarah and I gossip like there's no end and she and I have a mutual friend who has helped me out a lot here at the shop. This friend would also come by when Sarah worked here but that was a whole lifetime ago. 😉 Sarah's known this mutual friend since our days back in middle and high school and when I told her that this friend and I have been 'doing it' she practically fainted and said 'No way! That chick was one horny honey and boy crazy! There's no way she would switch sides!' 😁 😁 😁

I told Sarah that our mutual friend doesn't see it as 'switching sides' as much as she considers it 'diversifying' 😉 and increasing her 'opitions'. Sarah said that she always thought our friend was hot but that she was too boy crazy to ever even approach. Times have changed. 😉

When Steve got back, and whenever he made it home between trips to his father's, we always tried to make up for lost time. It was pretty lonely without him and I told you how I became a 'porn star' over Skype, but I also gave our Sybian a work out on a regular basis. It does good for 'scratching that itch' when I needed it but it doesn't come close to the real thing from my husband. If it could suck on my breasts or fondle my bottom or was nice to cuddle up to afterwards, then it wouldn't have been so bad. But with him back that is changing.

I saw this picture https://www.zity.biz/gallery/image/148093 in @sjaney's album and I am going to try this with the pads like it is shown there. I thought about it when my husband was gone but my experience with the vaginal probe and getting that nasty little shock told me that electricity isn't to be explored alone. So soon, my husband and I will be trying this out with me in my bottom. 😈 I've got to find out what that combination will do.

I will try to post more since I will have a little more time. I don't know how long Sarah can stay but it sounds like she and her daughters will be staying at their old home for Christmas, probably for the last time. Sarah is still finding it hard to believe that our 'boy crazy' friend is 'diversifying'. 😉

My husband didn't have to go to check on his father this weekend so we actually have been able to spend some quality time alone. Sarah closed up shop for me Friday and again on Saturday, it's Sunday for me right now and my husband and I did some serious 'experimentation' with the anal probe and the pads on Friday. 😁

My husband and I did some very serious petting and foreplay as we did an enema together and we made love while doing so. We also did the 'soul kiss' that I have read about here when we were doing our enemas and those really are special. 😃 When we are together like that we are both usually naked all the way. We've found over time, that it's better if our first enemas are taken by one of us first, then the other, because enemas can be a little unpredictable and that first one might be tricky. 😉

As I've mentioned before, we've not had very much 'us' time and we were giving each other enemas. We had it in mind to try out my anal E-stim probe along with the pads to see what that does. 😈 Alone, the anal probe feels like it is moving in and out of my rectum as if my husband or a 'ghost' was back there working it for me. It is a great sensation and it has 'far reaching' effects which really demonstrated the usefulness of a nice warm enema. ?

After my fourth enema we decided it was time to get into trying out the probe and pads combination. We had watch some videos and did some research on pad placement and all of that. We started out with placing pads on my buttocks and hooked them up. Steve turned on the controller and we stared me out on a very low setting. I felt my butt cheeks clench and relax, clinch and relax, and it also had some effect on my anus. It was a very nice feeling on the lower setting and felt like I had been doing a workout on a stair stepper on the lower setting. We gradually turned up the power and I started feeling more sensations deeper in my body and even towards my abdomen and pelvis. The clench and release cycle really made me feel like had been doing some leg lunges or leg sweeps if you are into martial arts.

We played around with the different strengths for a little while and I rested up because I felt like I had a pretty good workout. I have no idea if I burned any calories, but I can understand how TENS or Estim can be useful in physical therapy and such. Then it was time to put the anal probe into me. ? We started off real low, and I mean low.

I don't think I even got to a minute before I started to feel my cumming orgasms start to build. The 'ghost fucking' of the probe in my rectum and the 'flexing' of my butt cheeks was something I had never really felt so intensely before and I felt like I was really being worked over. Even with all of that, I still needed to take care of my clit and it wasn't long at all before I was cumming and just letting myself go because I wasn't having to do 'all of the work' and the Estim was working for me.

After several orgasms I was exhausted and we turned our little electric sex off and I dozed off in my husband's arms as he fondled my breasts and kissed my neck. As good as Estim is and has the possibility to be, the touch of my husband isn't going to be replaced.

I'll write more later on our little go at the pads, probe, and Sybian. There are some things you have to be careful with, but that is for another post. ?

So, on Saturday after I get off of work and I am feeling like I had done something like 10,000 sit ups, crunches, leg lunges, from Friday and us using the anal probe and the pads on my butt cheeks. And it felt wonderful! ? I was a little preoccupied all Saturday and getting some pretty sexy texts from my husband. Steve was so stoked about Friday night and how, '… that ghost …' really did a number on me and he was amazed to watch how my muscles reacted to the electrical current. It had worked out perfectly and I thoroughly enjoyed my experience!

So, we were thinking, 'Let's do it again!' Sure. ?

Sarah agrees to close up shop for me and I'm on my way home in record time. My husband had already got there and was getting things ready for us. Both of our enema bags were filled and hanging in our bedroom. I gave my husband his enema first as we lay naked on the bed together mapping out what we were going to do and talking about how things went the day before. I love giving him enemas and I had him roll onto his stomach so that I could give him a back massage and especially his shoulders. I have been straddling his hip when I give him a back massage and it's not difficult to position his enema tube so that I don't crimp it when I am straddling him.

I love his butt. And I was taking my liberties with rubbing myself while I was straddling him and we even talked about rolling him over on his back so that I could take him inside of me. Unfortunately, we let his enema go too long and it was his first, so we didn't think he could hold it while we had intercourse with me on top. That just made it build for both of us. ?

Before he left to release his enema, we had him put my nozzle in and start mine. His fingers just happened to brush against my slit and maybe even slipped inside 'accidentally' but he had other urgent matters to take care of. Even though I had the enema nozzle in me, I decided to hold off until he got back from releasing his enema. He had left for the bathroom with an erection and I told him I would take care of that when he got back.

It was a little while before he got back to the bedroom and if he wondered what I had in mind he found out when I just rolled completely over on my back and spread my legs for him. It's not much of a problem, now, for us to take each other when one of us is having an enema and I love the feel of him entering me when I have an enema nozzle in place. I love it and we were in a very good mood and place and he touched all the right spots at the right time in the right way and I was having a good time. ? So was he. ?

Once Steve was spent, what we've been doing is having him stay inside of me while he 'deflates' ? and my enema nozzle was checked and 'seated' and we just cuddled and caught our breath while my enema filled me. He always worries that his is crushing me by laying on top but that is some myth or something but we've gotten past that. When he had started my enema he didn't close it down to slow the flow and so I received my enema in fairly short order. No problem though, and when it came time for me to release my enema there was no mad dash to the bathroom.

Unlike my husband, I refilled my enema bag because I was going to need at least a couple more for what we had planned for us. I hung my enema bag over our bed and he and I got or Sybian out closer to the foot of our bed. He had me lay down and slipped the enema nozzle into me and then he got our Estim goodies out. I lay there on the bed having my enema and he was being the 'roadie' setting up the electrical cords. I think describing Steve as a 'roadie' is pretty accurate because he was setting up the stage, the Sybian, for me, the 'star' of the show, and we had to make sure the power strip was in the right place and the whole ball of wax. ?

My enema went pretty quick and so I padded off to the bathroom and released it. My enema was clear when I released it but I filled up my bag again, just in case. As many of you know, the initial release of an enema doesn't always mean you are through and that there is more sometimes. When I came out of the bathroom with my enema bag, I saw that Steve had put our Sybian in the middle of one of our beach blankets. All we needed were stage lights and boom mikes! And I was going to be the star of the show! 😈

I walked out any more enema that was lingering inside while my husband finished 'setting the stage' and this was going to be a new one for both of us. We've had me do the anal probe on the Sybian before and that is very very o.O) intense for me, but we were going to add the pads this time and today would have been only the second time for us using the pads. Some Saran Wrap covering the top of the Sybian, with a hole for the vaginal insert punched in it, and the vaginal insert covered by a lubed condom and we were ready to 'get this show going'. Sorry, about all of the 'show-biz' references but this is exactly how we were feeling.

We decided to 'hook me up' to the electrodes first (spoiler alert, this would come back to 'bite' me) and then my husband slipped the probe into my rectum and all of the wires were connected to what needed connected. Steve had to help keep the wires from tangling and hold them while I mounted the Sybian. With all of the wires and such, it was a little awkward straddling the Sybian and settling down on the vaginal insert while we tried to keep me from pushing the probe out of my rectum. There wasn't anything spontaneous about this at all and the probe in my rectum and the Sybian vaginal insert, even the smaller one, makes for a very crowded time 'down there'. ?

Even so, my husband said that my nipples were hard and sticking out there and my pupils were dilated and I was very wet. 😈 We were ready.

At the lowest settings possible, we stared up the Sybian first, which feels fantastic all by itself, and then the anal probe and the 'ghost fucking' me in my rectum. I am feeling the effects of this IMMEDIATELY and any 'objectivity' I may have tried to have was lost in cum or that 'cum lust mist' I've read about and so eloquently described by others. The 'ghost fucking' me in my rectum was unreal and is unreal all by itself, but then have then Sybian vaginal probe in my vagina was or did send me over the top. Then when Steve turned on the pads we had on my hips or butt cheeks, it was WAY over the top!!!!!!

Then through all of that 'cum lust mist' I heard someone screaming and it was me. I'm not usually a screamer when I have sex and at most I let out some pretty noisy moans or gasps or the occasional "OH YES!!!" or the "OMG!!!!!" Or some kind of sound when I am losing it. But this was something new and primal for me and it scared the hell out of my husband. This was sensory overload and I don't think I was even expecting anything like what I was feeling and experiencing. That whimpering, quivering, incoherent, babbling, cumming profusely, squirting, naked woman with more wires coming out of or attached to her nakedness was me totally out of control. TOTALLY OUT OF CONTROL!

And the think is that I don't know if it was a 'hurts so good' or a 'HURTS SO GOOD!' Time that naked woman was having. I talk about myself in the third person because there was no way in the world that I was remotely in control of what I was doing on that machine and hooked up like that. And remember me saying something about 'come back to bite me'?

That happened when a couple of the pads we had applied down towards the inner portion of my buttoks nearest my thigh, and where the butt cheeks curve down and then turn in my thighs, lost solid or continuous contact with my skin during my 'orgasm(s)'. I could feel the sharp snapping stinging little pulses, not real bad, but sharp enough for it to register or get through that very intense cum lust mist.

It was too much for me. It was too much for my husband. And so we stopped and I was cum soaked and who knows what else but I was wet, very wet. And I literally crawled off of the Sybian as Steve was slipping the probe the rest of the way out of my rectum and unhooking the pads leads. And I lay there on the beach blanket sprawled out in front of the Sybian with it between my legs and me face down, quivering and still doing what I call 'after cum'. I was wiped out and had spun out of control like never before.

Neither of us expected what happened to happen. I'm not sure if I liked it or loved it or if it was just too much for me to wrap my 'legs' around ? and try to get a handle on it. We've been doing nothing but talking about it all weekend and trying to figure out where it went 'wrong' or was it 'right' and maybe try it again. We are definitely going to have to hook up some sort of harness or strap for keeping the anal probe in me, and we think we can figure that out, and better place the pads so that they aren't somewhere my skin with crease or flex and break contact with my skin.

But that was super intense for me and my husband both. I was nowhere near of being in control of myself or my body when I got the 'screamers'. The Estim also worked the way they were probably intended for real medical purposes, in that I feel like I've done 10,000,000 sit ups, leg lunges, planking, and my clit is so raw and electric right now I am having to wear a skirt and no panties whatsoever. I even have to move carefully that my skirt doesn't brush up against me down there, that is how tender I am.

And as I wrote all of this and read back over it before I post, this is probably the most intense thing we have done. I feel like I really like it and how it 'drove me out of my skull' but at the same time it scared the living daylights out of both of us.

This was so very intense and a little out of my league and a little out of OUR league.

For now. 😈

@Ms_Lila - So you enjoyed it then, did you?

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@Ms_Lila

I think describing Steve as a 'roadie' is pretty accurate because he was setting up the stage, the Sybian, for me, the 'star' of the show, and we had to make sure the power strip was in the right place and the whole ball of wax. ?

Are you going to sell tickets to this show? I would love to see it. 😉

And how about

https://youtu.be/KIznRB0hi04

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@Dhiana said @Ms_Lila Are you going to sell tickets to this show? I would love to see it. 😉

We may take the show on the road and I would have thought you were too young to ever hear of https://youtu.be/KIznRB0hi04 😉

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@DrZ said @Ms_Lila - So you enjoyed it then, did you?

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Eh, it was ok. 😉 :-\\

I'm learning something new all of the time. For instance, when you are in a chat, mostly naked, with an enema bag, an empty shop, a little time on your hands, you tend to come on strong to someone you barely know. 😳

So, this is what I've learned today. :-\\

Sigh.