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{ November 25, 2009 @ 13:04 } · { Experiences }
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Daddy Gives His Little Girl an Enema
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Between both of our busy schedules I have not been able to give my little girl an enema for quite some time. A few months ago at Efest West I bought some organic coffee grounds to give her a coffee enema on a special occasion. I figured now was the time since it had been so long.

I called her earlier in the day and asked her not to drink anything with a lot of caffeine in it. I did not want her to get a caffeine overload since I know that she does not drink it regularly. As some of you may or may not know, things put up the butt absorb into the body more quickly and fully then ingesting it.

When I arrived we spent a little time chatting and catching up on our week. I told her it was time for her enema. I started off playing with her pussy and ass. It’s been awhile since we had done any anal play other then enemas and I felt like I was falling down on my butt play responsibilities with her. I think we both got a little over zealous playing with both her holes at once and stretched her poor little butthole a little too fast. So needless to say that part ended a little sooner than I would have liked.

So we moved on to the first enema of two this evening. This one was just a plain water one with a bit of soap. She took it like a trooper as always. Although I have to say with hardly any complaining, this might explain a bit of what happened later on. After she expelled the first enema we played around with a little fucking, gagging, and choking.

I decided it was time for the coffee one. I started to boil the coffee in some water and let it cook for a good eight minutes. Once it had cooled down a little I had her poor it through a coffee filter while I held it over the bag.

I started to give her the enema when I realized something was wrong with my rig. The inline bulb that I use was not working properly. It seems as though the one-way valve in it stopped working. That bummed me out but I had one of the sexiest asses I have ever known waiting for her enema, so I ripped the bulb out and pressed on.

Once she had at least half of the enema in I started to play with her pussy again. I got her so worked up that she was begging to have Daddy’s cock in her. And then a though came to mind, I knew how to make her start complaining and yet not want me to stop. She was lying on her back on this futon like chair; I had been fucking her for a few minutes already. I pulled her legs up to her chest and rested my weight on them while I continued to fuck her even more and harder. She started whimpering and whining about how her tummy hurt and I would just respond with ether “I can stop fucking you if you like” or “I’ll stop once the bag is empty. To the first one she would say no, as I suspected. I know my little girl very well and she would live with Daddy’s cock in her 24/7 if she could. To the second one she would say how could she take anymore with Daddy pushing into her stomach like that, and I would of course say “who’s problem is that?.”

We continued our little fun until the bag was empty. I knew she would suck the water in no matter what I did to her. My little girl loves her enemas and would never want to waste one no matter what!

The sex toy party

{ November 16, 2009 @ 15:17 } · { Experiences, Reviews }
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We hosted a women’s only sex toy party last night. I’ve done this once before and wasn’t thrilled with the hostess given to me by Passion Parties so I was unsure about trying it again.  But this lady was an independent business owner and not part of a giant pyramid scheme.

My first clue we were in for a good time: I knew she was a twisted kinkster like us. And, she started unpacking her incredible overstuffed, though perfectly organized van. I watched as a huge rack of barely there lingerie walked through the door followed by countless rolling drawer sets full of all types of pleasureful items and fun to be created!

Several of us were there early so we sat in round about the living room chatting. I left the room for barely a moment and returned to hear, “how much water should you use in an enema?”. I stopped mid tracks and said, “Whatever you want to know, I want to talk about!”. And suddenly the flood gates were opened. There wasn’t a lady in the room without some input on the subject whether it was concern, excitement or somewhere between.

Since we had half an hour to kill I plunged in and made the most of it. Many of them only did enemas for the sake of mouth to ass play or anal sex. It wasn’t long before I had dished out some of my favorite scenearios for actually PLAYING with the enema proceedure itself that they started to all starry eyed.  Suddenly one of them bursts out with, “I just got a shower shot and I’m nervous but excited to use it!”. It was all I could do not to beg to ’show’ her…  We discussed role play, technique, usage, food choices, soap concerns and more.

How random! I was tickled pink this had come about and without me being the one to instigate as is typically the case.

Needless to say, we had a GREAT evening with Potions and Passion including half naked women, licking, ladies on their knees, lots of lingerie modeling, sharing of high heels, games with sex toys, wine, conversation and awesome laughs! If you are able, book her for a toy party. We all left with tons of new fun stuff to carry home and give a try immediately. I know I did!

His first bulb

{ September 10, 2009 @ 08:00 } · { Beginnings, Experiences }
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He takes medication that requires him to take suppositories every day. And with my own enema interest it is amazing e hasn’t allowed me to help. I am often asking if I can put him on a set enema regime to help take care of this in a way that is less upsetting to his system. No, he says. And round and round we go for the past three years!

No.

Finally, one day, I got a yes! So we starting with a single squeeze of the enema bulb. He describes it as uncomfortable. But not so much that he isn’t willing to finally try a bag next time. Hopefully that won’t take three years again.

I loved seeing him standing in the shower naked, arms and hands outstretched onto the shower side, legs spread and a massive blush running across his cheeks. It wasn’t this subjected him to me, on the contrary it was because he allowed me that I felt honored and excited by this. Hopefully we’ll have more of those moments in the future.

I’ve heard this is a common problem with enema lovers: getting their partner not only to accept, but to appreciate and then enjoy as well. I have been lucky to have all my partners be accepting and most of them to be appreciative and some to truly love it as much as I do myself.

But how sad to not have this! I’ve known folks that go out seeking a partner that is already into this. And I’ve known those that find a partner and then convert them. Others chose not to share this interest at all. Difficult choices for some, and a simple task for others.

Label your soap

{ September 5, 2009 @ 07:20 } · { Experiences }
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I had all my gear laid out. All the time in the world to enjoy. I was going to make the most of my afternoon alone with myself. Enjoy a long hot shower, give myself a much deserving enema and pampering, and get off–A LOT. But the fates had other things in store for me…

Imagine this: I’m in the shower, aromatherapy situated and filling my body with relaxation, lights dimmed, cat happy fed and sleeping so as not to bother me, enema gear and supplies all set up, my brand new vintage enema can prepped and ready for plundering, candles lit and my trusty vibrating rubber duckie by my side. What could be a more perfect scenario you might ask? Humor was apparently missing!

I filled the can, dropped in double the usual amount of bronners and took my time enjoying the new delron nozzle I had only yet tried once before. It has 8 holes in a circle that I can feel very accutely and JUST the right curve to hit my anal G spot and I inhailed the first can with sighs of relief. I was delighted to find how easily I could put the can in front of the shower and refill whilst never stopping. I took a second can and though I nearly burst I held it for some time.

I stepped out of the shower to expel and came back to refill with a second can of clear water. But as that was finishing I realized the inside of the can was slick as though oil had been added. My eyes opened wide and suddenly I realized I didn’t smell the familiar peppermint I was used to associating with enema-time. What had I done?!

I opened the bottle, smelled and realized someone had switched my mini bronners bottle with my mini grapeseed oil and essential oil blend I used for bedtime. My mind raced over the information I have read about using essential oil and pressed oil in the bum. I ran out of the shower and grabbed the actual bronners. Refilling the can I put in a good helping of soap and off we go again. I was both worried about getting the oil out and wanting to enjoy myself.

All in all I went through at least 6 full cans! After the initial release I was able to simply release into the shower: I love that feeling of simply letting go, allowing my body to respond as it desires as opposed to holding, waiting, controlling. Feeling the water burst through and into my ass, the nozzle sliding again myself inside and my duckie helping between my legs, to see that my cunt is filled and thrilled.

Efest West 2009: Day 4

{ August 23, 2009 @ 05:47 } · { Experiences }
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Can
Here we go again!! And this time I got to spend time purchasing needle supplies from Boss Bondage along with fun medical fetish implements including saline infusion supplies and an incredible vintage 1942 enema can from Kinky Medical. It’s 2 quarts and stainless steel, absolutely a beauty.

The plaster casting and bondage class was a huge success as it was the most hands on interactive class we had and folks made a wonderful mess while having fun. I was lit on fire as the fire demo girl and as always couldn’t get enough of the fire.

What a treat to have Lochai from Kink for the weekend. I know he had a blast and learned some new tricks that we will hopefully see on their site soon. He very animated and both he and his lovelies seemed excited about the prospects.

The catered meals were yummy–super kudos to the chefs for putting out such awesome spreads all weekend long. They kept us filled and yet ready to try the next dish.

I couldn’t believe how perfectly the ending ceremonies went. Lots of attendees won prizes and the sacrificial enema virgin actually had an orgasm mid-filling!! She was such a good sport and so embarrassed to have shared that with an entire audience behind her.

I am exhausted but already looking forward to next years event. Same weekend, same location–all new ideas already.

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