Author:
Dan
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Date Posted: Tuesday, July 10, 2012, 04:33: pm
I know exactly where you are coming from, Sesame.
When I was about 15, I came home from baseball practice early and as I went to my bedroom to change, I heard my sister, in the bathroom with mom, begging not to have another enema becase she said she was feelig better already.
Mom would have none of it, I heard the toilet flush, then I heard my sister say "Okay, but just one more" and my other answer "I'll be the judge of that" and the begging and sobbing started again.
Actually, two enemas later, I heard mom say, I think that will do, and my sister came out of the bathroom, naked, one her way to her bedroom to get dress, slammed her fist on my bedroom door an it popped open, much to the dismay of the two women who saw me there changing clothes.
How long have yo been there, my sister scream, in just about the same tne of voice and same word mom used ... I just said "quite a while" to which mom yelled, "Get undressed and come into he bathroom right now ... you too young lady, you can watch if you want."
I always thought my sister was shy, but she turned around, folloed me and mom into the bathroom, sat down on the clothes hamper. Mom said she should enjoy this just as much as her brother enjoyed listening to her, except, as mom put it "You'll get the whole show and tell."
Mom made sure my butt was toward my sister, legs spread wide, my head ws low enough so I could see he meaning she could see everything ... mom gave me the biggest, fastest enema I had ever gotten ... and as I sat down on the toilet, mom didn't say a thing, just began preparing a secod soapy enema ... with mom's back to her, my sister just spread her legs andfingered her crotch ... she was teasing me into nearly exploding.
In all, mom gave me two soapy enmass followed by three rinse enemas ... all the time my sister was enjoying me getting them and enjoying herself ... I wonder if mom knew what my ister was doing.
As I was about done taking the last enema, mom told my sister she could leave, my sister said she'd like to see the whole thing, to which my mom said "Do you want another enema, a soapy one" My sister scooted outquickly.
We didn't talk much over the dinner table, but the next day, while outside, sis asked how much I had heard, and I said "everything" and then I asked her "Did you enjoy seeing me get it" to which she said, "What do you think? I think I came twice while watching you, and once more in my bedroom getting dressed before you gone out of the bathroom."
I'm glad she enjoyed my enema ... but can assure you after that I yelled loud and clear everytime I got home earlier than expected.
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