Re: My Enema Diary
Gregg Luze
trolling shit, buttbidnits.
lmao at you!!!!
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On Aug 16, 9:34 pm, "Nunya Bidnits" <NunyaBidn...@eternal-
september.invalid> wrote:
> Jeffrey Dahmer started off his serial killer career torturing and killing
> animals too, as did a number of other degenerate serial sickos.
>
> Nice move by the Eagles. I was thinking that made them the Beagles, but in
> reality it's more like the Vultures.
>
> MBKC
Adolescent Enemas
This is a continuation of my posting about my earliest introduction to
kinky enema activity under the control of my older sister, Sharon. I
left off at the age of 12 or 13 after she had given me my regular
Saturday morning enema while allowing my younger sister, Susan, and
her friend watch the enema procedure. Susan was allowed to masturbate
me to show her friend how to manipulate a male and see an ejaculation.
This was embarrassing but it was also something so special I remember
it vividly today. After they allowed me to privately expel the enema,
I was dismissed and Sharon administered an enema to both Susan and her
friend, Paula, because Paula had never had one but was curious to
experience one after she saw how it affected me. I was not allowed to
participate but I could hear some giggles and the sounds of their
enemas being expelled through the closed door. The narrative continues
from that time.
The pattern of an enema every Saturday morning continued for many
years. Sharon was 17 and my primary nurse, occasionally giving the
task to Susan for unusual circumstances. She continued to shave my
pubic hair, insisting that my younger sister develop hers before I was
allowed to have mine. Susan deviously enjoyed the occasions when she
could shave, enema and masturbate me. One evening Susan and I were
home alone and knew neither Sharon or my father would return for at
least two hours. Sharon came and asked if she could give me an enema
right then. I agreed to let her do it as I found the enema experiences
more positive than negative. It was embarrassing to be naked in front
of my younger sister and submit to an enema from her but that was
countered by the sensations of having my anus lubricated, the
penetration of the rectal nozzle, the gentle warmth filling my belly
and then the feeling of her lotioned hand masturbating my hard cock. I
was ready to undress in a moment but Susan said she wanted to call
Paula and have her come over again to help. What choice did I have?
Paula arrived in 15 minutes and we soon got down to the business at
hand. I went to my bedroom to undress and they went to the bathroom to
prepare the enema equipment. My cock was hard by the time I got to my
bedroom, much less undressed. It felt silly with it pointed up and out
hairless like a child's but ready to spurt like an adult. I entered
the bathroom and saw them filling the red bag with soapy water, but
something else caught my eye. There was an enormous white bulb syringe
that Paula brought from her house. It was larger than any of the
douche bulbs available now so I suspect it held 12 to 16 ounces. It
had a large, black douche nozzle and a plastic ring at the base so it
couldn't be inserted too far. They spread a towel on the counter top
and had me lay there. I got up on my side but they made me roll over,
cock-side-up. Paula hung the bag on the shower rod and brought the
nozzle over to me.
They didn't begin immediately, but played with my penis for a couple
moments. Paula said her brother who was my age, had a much thicker one
than me and had lots of hair. Susan told her that Sharon kept me
hairless so my small penis looked more like a boy's than a teenager's.
They got a charge from pushing it around and letting it spring back
into place. Eventually they had me pull back my legs and Susan
inserted the nozzle into me. They let the water flow and I took the
entire bagful. I was full and thought I had taken everything, but
Paula picked up the bulb and brought it to my hole. She attempted to
stick it in while I was struggling to hold everything back. She didn't
get the right spot and pushed. Not painful but I thought it would be
in my best interest to help, so I reached down to help guide the
nozzle up into me. I closed my eyes knowing I soon would feel her
injection.
She pushed the douche nozzle all the way into me until I could feel
the plastic ring rest against my anus. By this time I was no longer
embarrassed as the pressure in my belly occupied most of my thoughts.
Then she squeezed the bulb and I felt a blast of cold water rush in. I
expected her to be satisfied with that or to refill the bulb for
another shot but she released her hand and let the bulb suck the water
back out of me. That done, she repeated the process several times. I
was doing my best to hold everything but these additions of nearly a
half quart of water to an already full bowel were real tests to
retain. I wasn't thinking of the erotic part of things, just straining
to hold the waves of fluid and then relishing the brief times that the
water was sucked out.
On a particularly hard squeeze, I strained to control my asshole and
suddenly I ejaculated without anyone touching my penis at all. It was
entirely weird that the internal pumping stimulation and my muscle
contractions induced this orgasm. I had to open my eyes to watch the
semen shoot out all over my tummy. Then they let me go to the toilet
but both of them watched as I let go.
When I was empty, they had me climb back on the counter as Paula
wanted to masturbate me. I complied but couldn't cum again despite her
persistent hand. Susan decided to stimulate my anus a bit so she
inserted the bulb syringe nozzle and moved it in and out of my anus in
rhythm with Paula's hand. This produced the orgasm they were looking
for. Before I got down , Susan squeezed the bulb and injected the air
into me. It felt like I had to fart, so I did. The laughed but I felt
much better. We cleaned everything up before anyone else came home and
our secret was safe.
Several weeks later a similar situation developed when no one else was
home so Susan wanted to give me an enema. I could see that she liked
her role controlling me and using me for sexual experimentation so I
thought I'd see if I could get some give and take with her. I agreed
to let her give me an enema but I would get to give her one first and
without Paula. She didn't like this idea at first but she soon gave
in. We both were naked and I gave her maybe one quart of water. As she
sat on the toilet expelling, she had me kneel on the floor in front of
her with my chest on the rim of the bathtub and gave me my soapy
treatment. I took the whole bag and then wanted to expel but she
wouldn't get off the toilet for me. I struggled to hold it eventually
getting in the tub, standing on my tip-toes, anything to try to hold
it but I could feel some water leaking out and run down my legs. She
sat there laughing at me and I looked to see my legs streaked with
brown water. I finally couldn't hold it any more so I had to let go.
It was gross and embarrassing but at least I felt better.
Seeing that, Susan wiped and got up so I could finish the regular way.
I had to clean things up before she invited me to lay on her bed so
she could jerk me off. Then she got an idea, remembering the bulb
syringe. She went and got the enema bag and removed the hose from the
bag. She inserted the nozzle in my ass and then blew into the hose to
fill me that way. She did this a few times and my tummy was really
full of air. Then I said what was fair for me was fair for her. She
clamped the hose and found another nozzle. I put that on the other end
of the hose, licked it for lubrication and inserted it into her cute
bottom. She opened the clamp and some excess air escaped from me into
her. We looked funny, connected rectally with the red enema hose but
it was really exciting to feel the air go back and forth as she
resumed to masturbate me until I discharged a sticky load. When we
removed the nozzles, both of us farted several times.
Susan wanted another enema session after a month or so but wanted to
show Paula the air trick. I said that was OK but that both she and
Paula would get a small enema before they gave me mine. I wasn't sure
if Paula would agree but she did. I don't think any of us really knew
about sex and fucking, we just thought this was sensual and basically
pleasant. I'm sure our parents wouldn't have approved but it was more
experimentation without risk than just plain sex. When Paula
undressed, I could see that she had firm breasts with large brown
nipples bulging out from the roundness of her breasts. Her nipples
were not just on her rounded breasts they were almost like another
small scoop of ice cream on top of a larger one.
She also had pubic hair, a small swatch coming up in the front
slightly above the cleft of her vulva. Her hair was as dark as the
hair on her head. When she lay back on the towel, I could see that she
also had some dark hair in her underarms. Her mother wouldn't let her
shave until she was 13. She may have been more self conscious about
her underarm hair than being naked, but I found it really special and
have had a fondness for naturally hairy women since then. I couldn't
touch her but was excited to watch her enema and the toilet session.
Susan then took her place on the counter and I was able to lubricate
her anus and insert the nozzle. As she was laying there with her legs
brought back and spread, I could see a few hairs just beginning to
show on her outer lips. There probably weren't more that 10 all
together and Susan didn't even know they were there. I was overjoyed
because now Sharon would stop shaving me!
I used some Vaseline to lubricate her anus and I gently slid my finger
up into her. She didn't object because my finger wasn't much larger
than the enema nozzle and certainly was smaller than what came out. I
probed around inside and could feel a firm mass. When I removed my
finger, it was obvious what I had touched. My finger was smeared with
her brown waste but it didn't seem gross and wiped off easily. She
took her soapsuds and then it was time for them to purge me. They
wanted to see me pee first so I had to stand in front of the toilet
and try to urinate. It was nearly impossible with my erection, but
eventually I relaxed enough to pee. Paula took hold of my penis and
moved the stream around the toilet. I expected to lay on the counter
as well for my enema, but the girls decided to have me lay on the
floor and then roll back with my legs up and shoulders down so that my
ass was pointing straight up and my genitals were also in plain view,
my cock right above my face and mouth. Susan mixed a bag of fresh
soapsuds and injected it into me.
My penis was hard as it had been for the duration of our game and I
could feel something building up inside. I wanted to get up but they
made me stay there and take it all. No one was touching my cock as the
bag was nearly empty when another spontaneous orgasm hit me as I was
looking into Paula's pretty pussy as she squatted near my head. My
sperm came shooting out, all over my own face. Some got in my mouth as
I had my first unpleasant orgasm with the girls. I don't know if this
is what they had intended, but their laughter made me very
suspicious.
In all the years since and in all the kinky videos, etc. that I have
seen, only once have I seen a female place a male in that position and
masturbate him so he discharges on his own face. It is common to see
guys cum on female faces to either show their orgasm or to illustrate
the male superiority over the female. To have the tables turned in
this symbolic way was degrading to me then even before I knew what I
know now. But the pressure in my belly was becoming more evident and I
had to use the toilet.
The 15 minutes I spent there let me mellow out a bit and rekindle the
sexual side of things. Susan was ready to show Paula the air trick but
Paula suggested that Susan fill her with an enema and then the hose
could be plugged into me and the water transferred from Paula into me
instead of just air. Susan thought that was OK so she gave Paula a
full bag of very warm water. She closed the clamp and detached the
hose from the bag so she could put another nozzle on that end. I had
to lay on the floor on my back and they inserted the nozzle into my
rear. Paula stood up over me with one leg on each side of my waist. I
could look up at her ass and pussy as Susan opened the nozzle so I
could get my second helping from a human enema bag.
My cock got hard again as the past humiliation was erased by the
present ecstasy. After awhile, we traded places and I returned the
water to her. Susan had us both stand together as gravity didn't
matter and we could give each other waves of enema fluid be tensing
our muscles. It was kind of neat.
Time came to end things so Paula was allowed to sit on the toilet and
drain herself while I had to stand by her with the hose stuck in the
toilet between her legs and have my fluid drain that way. Both of the
girls played with my cock and I had another orgasm standing there with
the enema hose draining my bowels as they attempted to drain my semen.
I did shoot another load although there wasn't much semen at all, only
2 or 3 small squirts. But the first one shot out really far, hitting
the wall from at least 3 feet away. I don't know if the girls had any
desire to masturbate themselves or if they didn't even know about
their sexual abilities. I certainly didn't know about stimulating them
or perhaps our session could have been more intense.
Well, enough for installment number 2. I hope you have enjoyed this
and perhaps can get some ideas for your own kinky adventures. I would
enjoy hearing your stories or enema adventures directly or as
postings.
ske...@aol.com
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On Aug 16, 1:32 pm, "tsp" <tperro...@comcast.net> wrote:
> LOL!! Good one.
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> "MadTruckerJD" <johnny_...@yahoo.com> wrote in message
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> >A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her
> > students. The teacher asked, "Harry, what's your problem?"
>
> > Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the
> > 3rd grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd
> > grade too!"
>
> > Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the principal's office.
>
> > While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the
> > principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms. Brooks he
> > would give the boy a test. If he failed to answer any of his questions
> > he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.
>
> > Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he
> > agreed to take the test.
>
> > Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"
>
> > Harry: "9."
>
> > Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"
>
> > Harry: "36."
>
> > And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader
> > should know.
>
> > The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, "I think Harry can go
> > to the 3rd grade"
>
> > Ms. Brooks says to the principal, "Let me ask him some questions."
>
> > The principal and Harry both agreed.
>
> > Ms. Brooks asks, "What does a cow have four of that I have only two
> > of?"
>
> > Harry, after a moment: "Legs."
>
> > Ms. Brooks: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?"
>
> > The principal wondered why would she ask such a question!
>
> > Harry replied: "Pockets."
>
> > Ms. Brooks: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"
>
> > Harry: "Pants."
>
> > Ms. Brooks: What starts with a C, ends with a T, is hairy, oval,
> > delicious and contains thin, whitish liquid?"
>
> > Harry: "Coconut."
>
> > The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open.
>
> > Ms. Brooks: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and
> > sticky?"
>
> > The principal's eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the
> > answer, Harry replied, "Bubble gum."
>
> > Ms. Brooks: "What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down
> > and a dog does on three legs?"
>
> > Harry: "Shake hands."
>
> > The principal was trembling.
>
> > Ms. Brooks: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a
> > lot of heat and excitement?"
>
> > Harry: "Firetruck."
>
> > The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, "Put
> > Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions wrong.- Hide
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