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Daniella Lee
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Date Posted: Sunday, July 08, 2012, 03:23: pm
In reply to:
Eric
's message, "How I got started with my wife." on Sunday, May 20, 2012, 05:09: pm
I'm going to change the subject of this slightly and entitle it "How I got started with my husband" becausse it was on my honeymoon ... and I got sick, really sick, from some food either served at the wedding or maybe earlier in the day.
About 8 p.m. at the reception, I asked if we could push up the grand march to RIGHT NOW because I wasn't feeling well (I assured them it was not anxiety) and I thought it would be best if we left the party quickly after that.
The GM went off without a hitch, thankfully, then my folks knew we were going back to their house to change ... they assured me they would keep everyone away ... at the house I went to the bathroom twice ... definitely no hankypanky.
We had reservations at a hotel 50 miles away, had to stop once at a convenience store along the way ... then my husband said he would stop at an all night pharmacy to get something for me ... he didn't say what but said it would be best if we waited until we got to the hotel.
I had to use one more conventiance store before we got to our hotel. To say I was hurting was putting it mildly.
Upon arrival, we checked in quickly, got to our room, and I immediately dashed for the bathroom. It was awful.
As I was ready to leave the BR, i thought at least I could try to make this night somewhat memorable, left all my clothing in the bathroom ... came out naked ... it ws the second time he had seen me naked, the first was an hour or so before, but only naked to the point where I was wearing panties and a bra (and I saw him in his underwear ... wow)... he was still in his trousers ... I suggested we do something quickly before I got another attack.
He, surprisingly, said "NO", but then added, "I've got something that might help. He suggested an enema."
I showed my ignorance, said what's that, he explained, I said "Never had one, always took laxatives for problems" to which he said, "do you want to suffer all night and maybe romorrow or would you like to be cured tonight ... and have fun the rest of our honeymoon" to which I said, "I'll try anything."
He said his stop at the pharmacy resulted in the purchase of both a bulb syringe and a hot water bag with all the trimmings, as he put it.
He said I should just lay down on the bed and he would prepare the bag, a soapy solution that would purge my intestines.
Like I said, i had never had an enema ... right, 23 years old and I'm an enema virgin too ... when he came out with the bag, he too was now naked ... somewhat fitting, wouldn't you say, for a honeymoon ... He laid the bag on the bed stand, took some KY jelly, took liberties with my butt that I didn't think were possible ... then inserted the nozzle and administered this warm, soapy solution while holding the bag high ... it was a feeling like I had never had before, obviously.
After a few minutes, the bag was almost empty, butI said I was full and he said to go relieve myself, but to hold this as long as possible. He followed me into the bathroom ... didn't realize why initially, but while I was expelling, he was refilling the bag with what he said was a rinse enema. I didn't know anything from anything.
After a few minutes, I came out, but before I got to the bed, I turned and dashed back into the bathroom ... more expelling.
Finally, I returned, laid on the bed, he again plugged me with the nozzle, held the bag high again, this time I emptied it ... went back and purged while he refilled.
By the end of the second bag, I had to admit several things ... I was feeling better, I was getting turned on, and I was really getting to like the feel of the water entering and leaving my body ... in fact, I liked it more each time ... after three rinses ... I was not an enema virgin anymore.
I asked him if he was feeling okay ... he said yes, to which I said, "oh, that's too bad." to which he said, why, you want to give me one" and I know I was smiling from ear to ear.
I did him three times with two-quart enemas and he was so enjoying it ... men have that barometer (so to speak) that allows us females to see if we are turning a guy on. they can't fake it.
Believe it or not, we completed our marriage commitment, so to speak, that night ... in fact twice ... although during the night, I had to get up to pass some stuff, but I wasn't ill anymore. He also made two trips to the bathroom during the night.
Several things came out of that night (besides my bad stuff), I got to enjoy enemas, we had a very successful honeymoon night, we did several enemas during our 10-day honeymoon road trip, and we've been doing enemas on a regular basis for the past 25 years. We celebrated out 25th in May ... and we're looking forward to many more years of marriage and enema bliss.
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