These are true stories of my childhood enema experiences. There are some fill-ins, primarily to build up the story, but the events themselves, as much as I can remember, are true. The names in this story have been changed to protect the "innocents. The reader should be aware that the contents of this story are graphic, involve male minors, and uses language of a sexual and homosexual nature. I dedicate this story in loving memory of my Aunt Edna, whose gentle kindness and tender love will never be forgotten! We love you and miss you!
A Medical Exam
addicted to enemas (Klismaphilia) : Sexual Addiction Forum - Psych forums
Ever since I can first remember, I've always had a severe constipation problem. Since I was a little kid, I got enemas every Saturday morning from my Mom, to clean me out, plus enemas during the week, when she felt I needed one. When I was very young, she'd use a squeeze bulb type, with a regular enema nozzle. Shed have me lie down on my belly, on a towel which she'd put on my bed, and she'd fill the bulb from a pitcher of hot water with Ivory soap in it. Shed keep refilling the bulb, and me, until I couldn't take anymore, at which point she'd usually coax me into taking another bulb or two.
Intimate Invasion: The Erotic ins & Outs of Enema Play
Are there any nurses who are members here who would admit that they enjoy giving enemas to attractive patients? Or are there any members here who have had experiences where they were given an enema by a nurse who seemed to enjoy giving the enema? Since this first experience with the enema, I take great pleasure in both giving and receiving them. Using a No.