The First-Enema

This was the second installment of two, and with this one, she had assured me, I would get off.
“Pay attention to the signs. Just let yourself feel what I am doing, and I will steer you where you want to go…” she told me.

The wood floor was hard and cold against the skin on my arms. She knelt down behind me. I was naked and exposed, I felt helpless, and so wonderful and excited at the same time. The anticipation tingled inside of me. She slipped one finger in and worked it around inside of me for some time. I was on all fours. There was a layer of towels beneath me. She slipped in the nozzle tip, and slipped it back out. 

She turned the stopcock and then she would promptly turn it off again, she was teasing me, and it was working nicely, I was growing quite wet. Next she pushed the tip in a bit deeper, and this time she let it rip. I gasped suddenly as I could feel the warm fluid rush inside of me. I closed my eyes and smiled, I was in heaven. It felt so good. She took her free hand, and began to tease my clit. God I was just lying there so incredibly helpless, so naked, and it had never felt so good to feel so vulnerable in my entire life. She knew exactly what to do, when to do what, where to rub, where to finger, she was driving me crazy! 

My mind was lost in a state of ecstasy. I could feel myself growing full. I could feel minor cramps, and I clenched my cheeks down hard onto the nozzle tip. She eased the tension as she continued to stroke my clit. I glanced back at the red bag, and it was just over half empty, I smiled deviously to myself. She had come around on me, and was now playing with my nipples. I showed no visible signs of acknowledgement, although she knew how I felt. I was feeling euphoria like no other. Water began dripping down my leg. I smiled at that as well, because everything felt so good. I was feeling more cramps now, slightly painful this time. But I smiled, and breathed a few deep breaths, and she was there the whole time, knowing exactly what was going on. Knowing exactly what I was feeling. Knowing how to make me feel better and ease the tension. 

The bag was almost empty and I was feeling quite full. She could tell this, she could probably feel the tension in my body, I thought. I looked back between my legs, and quietly watched her as she pulled out a 7-inch long vibrator. And let it slip slowly across my buttocks. She was letting me know that it was time. And I was so ready. I was so incredibly wet that I thought I might climax the next time her lovely hand brushed over my lithe body. She removed the nozzle tip quickly, closed the stopcock, and plunged the vibrator in deep. She was just switching it to high power as I sat up on my knees and squatted down hard on the dildo.

“Fuck it girl!” she cheered as I leaned back and sat down on the vibrator and fucked it hard. Oh my god! I had never felt such a thing in all my life! I was so full from the enema, there were cramps, the vibrator vibrated out of control. The strange thing was, was that none of it felt good at all, and yet it felt so incredible all at the same time. I fucked it as hard as I could for thirty seconds, and at that point, my mind, and my body could take no more. 

I reached climax and it was the most incredible climax I had ever experienced. Needless to say I had little time to fully enjoy things, as I had to run to the bathroom to release the building pressure. This however, was the best experience yet.