Anitas Enema

After I divorced my husband, I started a live-in relationship with a latino woman named Anita. She was much older than me and we lived as a couple. Anita was a very beautiful woman in her early fifties (by the way I was in my late thirties) with big tits and a dark hairy patch between her legs. She was very good at kissing, caressing, massaging, eating pussy and all sorts of sapphic attitudes. She also had a very pronounced maternal instinct and cared my health. In this context she started to administrated me enemas. I remember very well how she started.

It was at the dinner table one night that Anita asked if I was not feeling well. I hadn't eaten much of my dinner and was a little tired. I told her that I was a little tired and didn't have much of an appetite. She asked if I was coming down with a fever. I told her that I wasn't.

After dinner, we sat and watched a movie on the TV.

Just to figure the scene, Anita lay down in the back of the couch on her side with her head up towards the armrest, I lay in front of her on my side with the back to her and my body slightly lower on couch so she could see TV. The couch wasn't big so we were doing some serious spooning. Being the summer we were both naked and I envisaged a sweet night of sex.

I was not wrong.

In a few minutes Anita started to softly caress my left side and stomach with his fingertips.

Her touch was nice and soft and she continued to do this in a sort of circle softly up-and-down my left side and stomach.

This soft caress continued for quite a while and was wonderful, her hand cupping my breast, her fingers stirring my nipples and slowly scratching my pubic hair. Sometimes I turned my head and offered her my mouth to kiss.

She didn't miss the offer and kissed me eagerly. After a quite a while of this Anita whispered that I should get on my stomach and she would do my back.

The film was a crap so I listened to her and lay on my front.

For what had to be a good ten minutes Anita would lightly caress or scratch from the back of my neck down my back and sides doing the back of my legs and my knees, gently speaking and pampering, then she passed to my butt cheeks.

I felt both totally relaxed and aroused at the same time as she started slowly lightly caressing my bare butt, I was in heaven. This type of attention on my ass is something I love so I moaned deeply in ecstasy and raised my hips up in order to facilitate her access. Her soft caress continued for quite a while and was wonderful. Anita then started some serious licking to my lower parts. At this point she began to kiss my ass. Little kisses on my ass cheeks first then some sweet licks to my asshole and pussy. This routine continued for another long while, I laid there in total enjoyment with my eyes closed when I felt her left hand separate my buttocks gently.

She crouched and I felt the gentle probing with her finger my anus. When she was sure she found her target, she pushed it all the way into my rectum.

I gasped in delight.

She played for a while in and out having me moan in ecstasy then pushed her finger definitely inside.

When the finger went in past the second knuckle Anita commented, "It feels like you have a rock stuffed up there!", and began to work it into my glistening honeypot. We continue this nude make out session and she again attacked my clit while fingering me. For the next 15 minutes or more she caressed very inch of my ass and slowly rubbed my clit with her thumb while she plunged her middle finger inside my asshole again and brought me to an incredibly intense orgasm. After that it was her turn, she laid on his back and I kissed her, played with her nipples and caressed her belly, ending the play taking her clit in my mouth and licking her pussy.

At the end of the session while we relaxed naked on the sofa she asked me when was that last time I went to the bathroom. I replied that it was yesterday. I then asked her why this question? It was because putting her finger in my anus she felt something really hard and clogging.

"Have you expelled some air at least?" she asked.

"No, not at all." I answered.

We giggled and she kissed me tenderly then she went to the bathroom for a piss.

Five minutes later I was surprised to see my Anita come to me and give me a piece of laxative chewing gum. She said that, to be on the safe side, I should chew it to make sure I would go by the next morning. I didn't think much of it at the time. She ate my pussy again and I returned the favour, then we called it a night.

The next morning we went to the sea and had a wonderful day tanning topless and plunging naked on the nudist beach near our town. But I didn't eat much at all from the sandwiches we had bought as I felt all clogged out down below. Coming back home we showered together and after we rinsed our bodies Anita to asked me if the laxative gum had worked yet. I replied to the negative. She told me that I might need a little more help to move my bowels. She left the bathroom and quickly returned with a jar of suppositories. Anita told me she needed to give me a suppository so I had to get on my knees, with my head down. I hadn't had a suppository since I was around 4 or 5 but she said those were the long skinny baby kind and easy to take one inside. She lubricated one finger with saliva and pushed it deeply within my stuffed anus. She told me to relax and played a little with my pussy then told me to stay seated until it worked.

As I rested on the sofa and watched television, Anita did some ironing in the kitchen in bra and panties. She looked in on me from time to time and asked me if I had to go to the bathroom. I said no. She told me again to relax and give the suppository a chance to work. When she was done with her ironing, I heard her start washing the breakfast dishes. About fifteen minutes later, Anita called me to come to the kitchen and asked me if I had to go yet. Of course, I told her "no".

She then told me that I might need a little more help to move my bowels and put a big pot full of water on the fire with a bar of ivory soap inside. She told me to go into the bathroom and when I entered, a surprise awaited me. Anita followed me into the bathroom and said "I think that the suppository could use a little help". She opened the cabinet and took out the 2 ounce red bulb syringe with the black nozzle as I looked in the sink at the warm milky solution that I knew would soon me up my butt.

"What to you want to do to me?" I asked her being dubitative. I haven't had an enema in ages.

"I want to administrate you an enema, dear." Anita answered.

"For sure?" I asked again full of wonder.

"Sure, enemas are not that bad." She said again and continued. "I think I have everything ready. Kneel down on the bath mat. Try to put your shoulders as low as you can so your rear end is up as high as it can be."

"Like this?" I asked her as I assumed the required position with my breasts touching the floor and my ass high in the air.

"That's fine," she replied. "Now spread your knees out much wider than they are now...yes, that's perfect."

My breasts were now erect from rubbing the rug while my spread ass was up high and directly facing Anita.

"I'm going to apply some lubricant to your bum hole now so the nozzle will slide in easy," she said as she took a large glob of K-Y jelly on her forefinger and pushed it deep within my stuffed anus and again she commented, "It feels like you have a rock stuffed up there! Well, the enema will get all of that out of you. Now just let me fill the bag."

She stood and filled the bag to the brim with the warm soapy water. After expelling any trapped air, she hung the apparatus on the towel hook and knelt behind me. "I'm going to insert the tube now," she said. "Now just relax and push out a little... there, we're ready to begin."

Anita released the clamp and the warm, soapsuds solution began to flow into my upturned ass. "Can you feel it yet?" She asked. "If you feel like its going in too fast, or if you feel like you're cramping, tell me and I can stop it for a minute."

"Oh yes!" I exclaimed. "I really feel a bad cramp coming on...can you stop the flow for a minute or two?"

With an audible 'click', Anita stopped the flow. "Here, you hold the nozzle in place while I massage your tummy," She said. And with that suggestion, I reached behind my ass to hold the nozzle in place while Anita started to massage my tummy with her left hand.

"Is this helping," She asked?

"It would help more if you rubbed somewhere else," I replied. "I can't believe that having this tube up my ass is making me this wet!"

"Well I told you that enemas aren't all that bad," said Anita who took her right hand and began to work it into my glistening honeypot.

I was getting hornier by the second. "Start the flow again, I think I'm ready to take it all," I said.

Anita giggled and whispered "Slut, take it all".

Within seconds the entire two quarts of warm, soapy water was completely inside my bowels. Anito told me to hold the water inside for a major effect, but in a minute or two I needed to go.

"Oh, hell...I feel it all wanting to come out!....quick! let me get on the pot!."

It was incredible. As soon as I hopped upon the toilet and let go with a great gush of soapy water followed by several huge turds, more water, a few more chunks, and finally a loud, wet fart.

I've never felt anything like that in my entire life. And I was not finished as another torrent of brown water exited my ass. I never imagined that something like this could feel this good!

When it was all over, Anita cleaned up the equipment and we took a long, hot shower together, then cuddled.

"Well, I told you enemas are not that bad". Said Anita.

"Not bad at all" I replied.

She gave me a long and passionate kiss and we again began to rub each other secret spots before to sleep.