Anal Beach Resort Pt 02

Dang. I'm going to have to make this story three parts and maybe even four parts depending on where the story goes. You folks have to let me know if you like the shorter parts or if you would rather have one long story. It will take me longer to write a long story (kind of goes without saying).

As with all my stories this one contains graphic descriptions of anal enemas. So, if that kind of stuff offends you, you might want to pass this one up.

For all the rest I hope you enjoy reading it and hopefully you get off while you read it.

Chapter 1

Cheryl Davis filled the huge four-quart bag immediately after she took her clothes off. The whole flight back to the US and the drive from the airport seemed to drag. All she wanted was to feel the nozzle inflated in her ass and warm soapy water forcing its way into her shit filled bowels. It was late afternoon when she finally got home, and it took less than a half-hour before she was in her back yard with her ass in the air. The inflatable nozzle had been inflated before she walked outside carrying the huge bag filled to the very top.

She had come to love the feel of the nozzle in her ass and the way the balloon held her ass cheeks apart. The hook on the bottom of the bird house in the center of the yard seemed to be at the perfect height. Reaching back, she opened the clamp full flow. She had come to like doing her enemas this way forcing a good cup of soapy water just inside her rectum.

The need to shit would become desperate for her before she would close the clamp. With her shoulders low she rubbed her clit letting her fingers run over her slimy cunt. She could feel her body trying to push the enema out, but the nozzle held like she knew it would. The hard part that she had learned was to relax her rectum and let the nozzle hold everything. She could feel the enema trying to force the huge balloon through her rectum and she waited.

The feeling of the enema finding its path into her bowels was like a switch being flipped. The desperate need to shit was suddenly gone and Cheryl could feel the warm soapy water pushing deeper into her bowels. Waiting a few seconds, she reached for the clamp and opened it to a slow steady flow. She closed her eyes and rubbed her clit slowly knowing it would take a few minutes for the bag to deliver its huge load up her ass.

She could feel the pressure constantly but slowly increasing and she rubbed her clit even faster. Her belly was starting to swell, and she knew she would have a nice bulge when she forced herself to stand. She didn't allow herself to close the clamp when the pain started radiating from her swelling gut. Her orgasm was building deep inside her core and the increasing pain she was feeling was driving it ever closer.

The sound of air sucking as the last of the enema ran down the tube told her that she now had the full load in her ass. She felt a small wave of disappointment as her orgasm started. She wished that there was another quart of water in the bag so she could reach back and open the clamp full. The thought of the last quart surging into her tortured bowels was enough to send her over the edge. Her body shook uncontrollably as her orgasm reached its peak. Tears flowed down her cheeks as her stomach tightened and tried to force the huge balloon through her rectum again.

Once again, the nozzle held, and she felt her stomach relaxing letting the enema settle to the lowest point. She slowly pushed herself up on her hands and she could feel the enema moving again seeking the lowest point of least resistance. Her swollen belly was extremely prominent for her knowing how flat her tummy actually was. It took her a full minute before she was standing. She already knew she was going to force herself to hold the huge enema.

Cheryl had learned how to mix a "good" enema when she had found out how much she loved them. The mixture of peppermint Castile soap and liquid glycerin was working inside her as she pulled the hose apart from the nozzle and took the now empty bag down. She could feel the cramps getting harsher and knew the enema was doing what it was supposed to. Slowly she walked back inside with her free hand holding her bulging belly.

She washed the empty bag and hung it on the hook in her bathroom. She could hear her stomach gurgle and felt the sudden need to push. She drew a deep breath as she complied with what her body was demanding of her. She had made it back to the kitchen before she couldn't resist the urge any longer. Bracing herself with her hands she spread her feet wide and pushed her ass out. Tightening her stomach, she pushed hard.

She could feel her eyes bulge as she pushed as hard as she could. Her rectum coned out as the enema pushed hard against the balloon inside her ass. Her body demanded she push harder, and she did. It took a full minute before the urge to push was gone. She knew that had been the glycerin working along with the cramps as the Castile soap cleaned the walls of her colon. Her cunt was still wet, and she could feel her clit starting to throb. Walking into her living room she found her laptop computer and walked back into the kitchen when she placed it on the counter.

CHAPTER 2

Cheryl had no idea where to start her search for the people she wanted for her new resort. As she thought back, she had heard of something called like The Back Door. She typed that into the search engine and several sites for escorts services started popping up. She found a site to place wanted ads and she decided to give that a shot. She felt the urge to push again starting deep in her bowels and with a smile she quickly walked to the door to step out. Stepping out on the grass she waited for the urge to increase before she pushed the button to deflate the balloon inside her ass.

The nozzle was blown from her rectum as soon as it was small enough to be forced through. Cheryl's cunt was dripping steady strings of clear secretions, and her clit was hard and sensitive. She could feel the large hard lumps blowing through her rectum from the pressure inside her bowels. Tossing the nozzle back onto the patio Cheryl started walking out into the large yard. Every few steps she stopped and stepped her feet wide apart so her hard clit was exposed. The pleasure shot through her body as she rubbed slowly starting the feel of a building orgasm.

Cherly loved every part of what she was doing as she slowly walked. She could feel the sharp cramps starting high inside her colon. Stopping once more she spread her feet only wide enough to rub her clit. She heard the wet farts just before she felt the warm mass moving down the back of her bare legs. It felt heavy and warm before it dropped onto the grass. She felt more watery shit sliding down the back of her bare legs. The smell of her feces hit her nose as she stood rubbing her hard clit.

Cheryl couldn't help but spread her feet wider apart, so her clit was once more in the open. She relaxed her bladder and let her warm piss wash over her hand. Her orgasm was hard, and it was all she could do to stifle her scream. Her bowels were still pushing as her body shook. In her mind she had hit a milestone. She now was as nasty as her mind had ever thought of so far. Yes, there were other women out there that wanted to feel the same things she was certain.

Cheryl walked around the yard for close to twenty minutes after the hard urges to shit subsided. There were a couple of times she stopped and bent over to pull her ass cheeks apart. Finally, she felt no more urges and walked back inside stopping to pick up the nozzle laying on the patio. She took a long hot shower thinking of how she might word the ads she was thinking about posting. She felt tired when she stepped out of the shower and decided to tackle the ad issue in the morning.

Cheryl woke at 6:00AM as she usually did. Her stomach felt great as it always did after a good cleaning out. She was back on her laptop by the time she was on her second cup of coffee. She worded three separate ads that she posted. One looking for an open-minded medical doctor looking for open-minded patients. One for nurses that were not afraid to use restraint if necessary. And one for men and women willing to work in maintenance and hospitality. She worded the ads carefully so that the fact these people would be working in an erotic setting was plain.

She met with her investment banker and was pleased to see that her wealth seemed to be growing steadily. The price she had paid for the island had bitten deeply into her cash but had added substantially to her net worth. Lynn's investments were growing also, and she conveyed that news to her friend when they spoke. Lynn seemed to be in a chipper mood every time Cheryl talked to her. The building had started, and they were building a dock for boats and airplanes.

Cheryl got the first responses to her ads 2 days later. The man's name was Dr. Timothy Phillips. They exchanged several emails and set up a time for a phone interview and if everything was still looking good an interview in person. She got several more email responses over the next few days and by the end of the week she had a list of several people she was interested in. There were two nurses she was extremely interested in.

Several other emails included men and women willing to work in a naked environment understanding that their looks and hygiene were extremely important. Cheryl tried to be as honest as she could trying not to shame anyone that had responded but were rejected. She thanked each one for their response. She was very pleased with the ones she had selected and tried to give them more detail as to what was going to be expected of them.

Chapter 3

Dr. Timothy Phillips Turned out to be a very upbeat guy and not too bad to look at Cheryl decided as she stood in the door looking at him. The phone conversations had intrigued her enough to set up an interview in person. She could actually feel her cunt starting to get moist and she could feel her butthole tighten just a bit. The idea of this handsome man giving her a checkup and possibly giving her a huge enema seemed to make her heartbeat faster.

"You do realize what kind of a resort we are trying to open right?" Cheryl asked after she had led him down the hall to her office. She took her seat behind a moderate Mahogany desk offering him a seat across from her in a comfortable chair.

"Well as I understand you are wanting to open a resort where women can come and basically get as nasty as they want to get. And if I'm not mistaken, I think you need a doctor on site to "prescribe" the treatment they wish to receive," Dr. Phillips responded. "By the way. Please call me Tim," he added.

"Please call me Cheryl," Cheryl said with a wide smile on her face. She liked the man right away. "Yes. The women we want to attract would mainly be women like me. After my divorce I blamed myself for it ending and believed my strange kinks and fetishes were the reason," she added. She took a deep breath and explained the Spring Break vacation she had taken and about her walk out on the beach. She could feel her cunt getting even wetter when she talked about getting her first enema bag.

Tim sat listening. He could feel his cock trying to stiffen inside his jeans and he moved slightly trying to make room for it to swell. He could feel his own heart starting to race as she describe the first time Lynn had made her take the huge latex bag and making her crawl to the bathroom. Cheryl continued with her story right up to the present. She wanted dearly to drop her hand down to her swollen clit for some desperately needed relief.

"So that is pretty much our vision Tim. What do you think?" Cherly asked. He sat quietly for several seconds.

"I think you need to show me where you keep your enema bags. I think you need to get your clothes off and show me where you would like me to give you your enema," Tim said looking directly at her. Cheryl felt the warm throb move through her cunt. Taking a deep breath, she stood and walked to the door and down the hall. In her exercise room she opened the huge, mirrored door and swung it open. The three bags she had hung there.

"Good. Now show me where you want to take it," Tim said taking one last look at the huge behemoth latex bag hanging on the end. The weight bench caught Tim's eye right off the bat. He nodded and looked around the huge room. His eyes caught sight of things that would make what he had in mind work. "I need some rope, and you need to get your clothes off and tell me where your kitchen is," Tim added.

"I have rope in the garage," Cheryl said softly starting to unbutton her blouse. She watched as Tim headed for the garage after explaining how to get there. She felt a small shudder move through her body. She realized she no longer wanted to be the boss and was hoping for Tim to take control. She kicked her heels off and let her skirt slide down over her slender hips. Her pantyhose was next, and she could smell her arousal coming up from between her legs.

Tim stopped for several seconds when he walked back into the room. The sight of Cheryl's naked body took his breath away and it was all he could do to take his eyes off of her. He held a heavy four-foot wooden dowl and several feet of rope in his hands. "On your back," he said indicating the weight bench. There seemed to be a lot of authority in his voice that surprised Cheryl.

Tim seemed to know what he was doing as her tied the soft cotton rope around her bare feet. He made sure that he didn't cut off circulation in her feet as he pulled them wide apart. Cherly felt the slick lips of her twat part as Tim tied her feet to each end of the wooden dowl. Tim worked quickly and in less than two minutes Cheryl felt her feet being pulled into the air and back over her head where they were tied. Her wrists were next, and Cheryl found herself totally helpless. Tim stood and looked down at her for almost a full minute before he moved.

Tim kneeled down at the end of the bench. Cherly watched as he looked at her spread cunt. She could feel her clit throbbing and she knew she was starting to secret the clear mucus. She could feel his breath on her twat before she felt his warm tongue licking between the lips and over her hard clit. When she felt his tongue move over her tight anus, she almost pissed herself. She felt the orgasm starting to build deep within her and she almost screamed when Tim stood and left the room.

Cheryl felt a real let down when Tim walked back into the room carrying the two-quart bag. She had been hoping for at least a four-quart enema, but she said nothing as he hung the bag high above her on the weight machine. The inflatable nozzle on the end of the tube made her feel a little better. Tim worked quietly and fast as he lubed the nozzle and started pushing it into Cheryl's rectum.

She felt her asshole close around the balloon sucking it in the last half inch. She closed her eyes as the balloon inside her rectum started swelling. Tim squeezed the bulb slowly but firmly until he had nine good pumps. Then he pulled firmly and held as he inflated the outer balloon. She could feel it pushing her ass cheeks even farther apart.

"So, before I open the clamp, where do you want to shit at Cherly?" Tim asked still with authority in his voice. "I'm going to watch everything come out of your pooper," he added knowing the humiliation was adding to Cheryl's experience. Cheryl whimpered as his words sank in. But how hard could it be to hold a two-quart enema. She had held ones a lot larger, so she wasn't really worried. even when the nozzle was pulled out.

"In the back yard," she replied. Tim chuckled as he reached for the clamp. Without a thought to her comfort, he opened the clamp full flow and stood back to watch. Cherly felt the full effects of what was being forced up her ass as no more than a cupful was delivered. Tim sat down and started pulling his boots off as he watched. Cheryl's eyes were open wide as the cramps were driven deeper into her bowels. They never ended or stopped, only got harsher.

She couldn't remember when she started crying but she did remember the bag wasn't even half empty. Tim was standing beside her head and turned her face toward his hard cock. He wasted no time forcing her mouth open and his huge cock into the soft warm pocket. Cheryl closed her eyes and let the tears run down her cheeks unchecked. She had decided that Tim knew what he was doing and as far as she was concerned, he had the position if he wanted it.

The feel if Tim's fingers on her swollen clit made her whimper as she started slowly sucking. She could feel the veins throbbing down the shaft as she started moving her head as much as she could. Agony was being driven deeper into her guts, but she could feel her orgasm starting deep inside her again. Tim knew how to rub a woman's clit to keep her on the edge with her body wanting more. Tim never slowed the enema down letting it force its way as deep into her colon as possible.

Tim loved the feel of Cheryl's moans as she felt the effects of the enema. The bag was empty now and he knew what she was feeling inside her ass. He knew how harsh the non-stop cramps were and seeing the tears rolling down her face only made him feel meaner. "Suck my cock good you little bitch!" he said in a hoarse whisper. "I'm going to give you a good ass fucking while you're still shitting!" he hissed. The words were enough to push Cheryl over the edge.

Tim held her head as he pushed one last time forcing his cock down her throat. Cheryl's body start convulsing as her orgasm tore through her body. The feeling of Tim's massive load of semen being forced into her stomach only added to her agonizing bliss. He held still for several seconds before he pulled his cock from Cheryl's throat and allowed her to draw a deep breath. The hard waves of non-stop cramps seem to be getting worse. All she wanted now was to be able to shit.

Dr. Phillips slowly untied her wrists from above her head and lowered her feet. Taking his time again her untied her pretty bare feet. He loved watching her facial expressions as the sharp cramps rolled through her stomach. He helped her stand making sure she had her balance good before he reached for the tube of lubricant making sure Cheryl saw him pick it up. Disconnecting the bag from nozzle in Cheryl's ass he helped guide her toward the door.

Cheryl's nipples were hard pebbles, and Tim couldn't help but to pinch each of them hard. Tears flowed freely down her face as her mind tried to work out what was going to happen to her. The thought of Dr. Phillips shoving that huge cock up her ass while she was shitting made her knees go week as she walked down the hall toward the door to the back yard.

The grass felt good under her bare feet. For some reason she was actually looking forward to what was about to happen to her. Tim Phillips was exactly the kind of doctor they wanted working in their resort. The harshest round of cramps yet put her to her knees. Her hands caught her as she dropped down to the grass. Instinctively she spread her knees wide as though she was about to be bred. Hiking her ass higher she offered her cunt up for easy access. Piss sprayed from the small hole and Tim watched with a huge smile on his face.

Tim's cock was rock hard again as he watched the hard stream of yellow urine spraying from Cheryl's twat. Yeah, he was definitely going to have to get his cock into that hole for sure. But for now, he wanted that tight dirty asshole that was still plugged with the nozzle. He still took his time when he opened the tube of lubricant and spread a small amount it over the smooth round head of his cock. For the first time he noticed that the lubricant didn't seem to dry out.

Tim stood to the side of Cheryl's ass as he gripped the nozzle. He knew how hard she was going to be pushing once the nozzle was out of her asshole. Pushing the button on the bulb he heard the air hissing out and then the nozzle was moving in his hand. The brown lumps were the first that flew through the air followed by a long hard stream of half solid shit. The smell of the molasses was instant as his nose picked up the smell of what was coming out of her ass. She still sobbed non-stop, and she couldn't keep her bowels from pushing.