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Date Posted: 23:35:44 02/15/26 Sun
Author: Jimmy D
Subject: Re: Did anyone receive an enema fromm a neighbor mom?
In reply to: Jimmy D 's message, "Re: Did anyone receive an enema fromm a neighbor mom?" on 19:30:21 02/15/26 Sun

>Like I said, I was fifteen years old and weighed about 145 as I recall.

From what I know of womens' physiques today, I'd guess Diane weighed less than me - maybe 125 pounds. She was maybe an inch taller than me, but with slender hips. She looked very pretty - especially for a woman more than twice my age.

Well, I've gotta say... it's one thing to be given an enema. It's quite another to be the one giving the enema - especially as a fifteen year old giving his first enema - to an adult, no less.

Looking back, I've often wondered if anything we did that afternoon could be considered illegal in the eyes of the law. I mean, no sex was involved. Technically, an enema is a medical procedure - not a sex act. Could an adult giving someone else's kid an enema or vice versa be considered any more a sexual act than rubbing someone's feet?

Interesting question. But let's get back to the scenario at hand - me administering my first enema to my mom's friend, Diane.

Diane had already prepared the soap and water solution, but when she removed her panties and tried to lay across my lap, it proved to be a bit too awkward. At fifteen, I wasn't yet big enough to comfortably support a full grown woman's body - even a slender one like Diane - across my thighs.

So, we went back to my bedroom where the towel we'd laid atop the bed for my enema was still clean and dry. Diane, like me before, was not totally naked. She removed only her jeans and panties but still wore her shirt. She hopped onto the bed, got on all fours and leaned back slightly, which caused her shapely buttocks to naturally part and expose her anus.

Until this afternoon, I'd never seen anyone's anus before except maybe once a couple of years ago when these kids mooned us, but they were about thirty feet away and their butt holes looked no more remarkable than a dog's. Just brown spots.

Diane was the first person who's anus I'd ever seen up close. It looked neat, clean and pink. I found myself surprisingly drawn to it - and Diane. Before this afternoon, I'd have been aghast at the thought of sticking my finger up someone's butt, but now I couldn't wait to explore her anus and rectum with my finger. Even more, remembering how good it had felt when she'd done it to me, I wanted to return the favor in kind.

"Are you ready?" I asked Diane...
"Are you ready?" she asked me back, and laughed. She had a nice laugh...

I responded by applying my lotion tipped index finger to her waiting anus. It felt soft and yet firm as I tentatively massaged my finger around her opening, and then applied a bit more lotion and a bit more pressure. I think we both gasped as her sphincter began to relax and my finger began to slip inside her. Once it started, I was surprised at how easily it just kept probing ever deeper up into her pretty little butt. I gently rotated it along the smooth walls of her rectum, removed it, added a bit more lotion and reinserted it to the knuckle.

"How am I doing so far?" I asked.
"You're a natural, Jimmy. Are you sure you haven't done this before?"
I laughed and told her how before today I would never have imagined I'd ever enjoy such behavior. She laughed back and said she couldn't believe we were doing it either. It goes without saying we both agreed to swear to secrecy. She would have had a lot more to lose than I would've if this got out, but I've never told a soul. I always liked Mrs. G - though even as kids, we always knew her as Diane. We were raised to be nice people, and I would never compromise her with any utterance of this afternoon's shenanigans.

Returning to the task at hand, I filled the 6oz bulb syringe with the soapy water and asked if she was ready.

"Yes, Sir" she said.
I felt like such an adult...

Grasping the rubber bulb, I guided the big plastic nozzle to her shapely bottom and centered the tip on her now well lubricated anus.

With surprisingly little pressure, the big rounded tip slid easily past her anal sphincter and began to disappear ever deeper into her rectum.

"How's that feel?" I asked. "I'm not pushing too hard or too fast?"

"You are doing really good, Jimmy. Just follow your instincts, and I'll just enjoy"

The sight of that big nozzle slipping deeper and deeper on into her bottom was positively mesmerizing, especially since I was the person pushing it up into her rectum. Watching that nozzle slide farther up into her, I could practically feel what she was feeling as the nozzle tip stimulated nerve endings higher and higher up in her rectum.

Finally, I could insert the nozzle no further. Grasping the bulb firmly, I carefully compressed it until I could squeeze no more, secure in the knowledge that I had forced its soapy contents deep into her bowels.

Right. First deposit made. Diane moaned softly as I carefully removed the nozzle and refilled the bulb for another squirt.

Squeezing that bulb was almost as exciting as inserting the nozzle. The feeling of that soapy solution gushing into you is unique in its own right, and to be the one controlling the gush, well, I could practically share her feelings at the sensation of that milky fluid being expelled way high up into the deepest part of her rectum.

Just like me, Diane experienced some cramping after two bulbfuls of the solution. She lay down for a half minute or so, after which I administered another three bulbfuls of soapy water. For the last one, she had me insert the nozzle fully while she was on all fours, and then lay down to have me squirt the last of the solution into her as the bulb protruded past her clenched buttocks.

After Diane returned from her time in the bathroom, we both filled the big two quart enema bag because I didn't want to make it too hot. Then we returned to my bedroom where she lay down on her left side and asked if I could re-lubricate her while she was lying down.

Yes, Dear...

I can't say why exactly, but there is something incredibly more exciting to me about the act of lifting someone's buttock and getting that first view of their anus, puckered and ready to receive whatever you've ready to explore its depths with - be it a thermometer, a finger, a 6" long fountain syringe nozzle or maybe a thick, 30" long colon tube.

I gave Diane's pretty little rear opening a really good lube job, and then removed my finger and replaced it with all 6" of the fountain syringe nozzle.

Mmmmmmmmm.....

Releasing the hose clamp, I heard Diane sigh as the first of 64 ounces of water began to surge into her upper rectum, inexorably making its way up through the sigmoid colon and then continuing its flood beyond into the descending and transverse colon.

As the one giving the enema - even for the first time - it's exciting to know what's going on at the end of that deeply embedded nozzle, even if I can't feel it. And, knowing the pleasure Diane was feeling, along with the fact that I had a part in that good feeling - is a good feeling for all concerned.

As the bag finally deflated, indicatinf all of the water had flowed into Diane, I carefully removed the nozzle and took the various enema equipment into the kitchen where I washed and cleaned everything the way I'd seen my mom do. This included soaking both nozzles in boiling hot water with a bit of bleach added.

By the time I got back, Diane had already dressed. We talked a bit about our experience and how it felt to give eachother enemas, especially given our differences in life - Diane being a mom and my mom's friend and me being a curious 15 year old kid. Again, we promised eachother to secrecy and whether we ever do this again would remain to be seen.

I've gotta say - giving an enema to Diane - a woman twice my age - was truly special. I don't think I could have done it with another woman that much older than me if I didn't know her in advance. And there's NO way I could ever do it with another man that much older than me, whether I knew him or not.

However, when I look at all the tight little butts of my high-school classmates (the girls), I would hope I could find a way to share enemas with lots of them.

[This is of course strictly fantasy in response to Patrick's post. In real life, I didn't receive my first enema until I was 29, but it came from a woman who was 41 at the time. I knew her well because she used to be my next door neighbor, and while she was we had occasion to enjoy enemas a few more times before she took advantage of a job opportunity back east. We still keep in touch though, and I'm looking forward to visiting her in March. No doubt, we will explore enemas much like the scenario described here, but with one added attraction - her 20" long, 1" wide colon tube. That will be fun!

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