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Taylor's First Enema

Hi, this is the story of how I became interested in enemas. My name is Taylor(I'm a girl incase you are wondering)and i was about 14 years old when I recieved my very first enema. It was nearly the end of summer, and I was kinda excited about going back t! o school cause I was going to be going into high school. My mom came home from work that day, and said that she had stoped in at the doctors office, and made an appointment. She then said that it was a bit different that my normal yearly appointments. I ! said, "oh, how?" She then said that well, its more of a grown up type of appointment, and that it would need a bit of preperation the night before. She then proceeded into the kitchen, and put down some drugstore shopping bags. I asked her what was inside! them, and she said "its just a few things we are going to need to prepare you for your doctors appointment tomorrow. I said "oh, ok", and left the room. We proceeded to eat supper a bit early, and she had made plans for my dad to bring my brother Matt to! a pro ball game that night. After I finished supper, my mom called my into the living room. She said "honey, you now how I said that it was a more grown up type of doctors appointment?" I answered "yes". Then she said, well "the doctor wants me to give y! ou something called an enema tonight so that he can do the exam." I, not knowing what an enema was said, "what's an enema?" She then proceeded to tell me that it was when a tube goes into my bum and then water is squirted up into it. Now I started to pan! ic a bit, and with a stutery voice asked why that was necessary for my exam tomorrow. She said "well, its a physical exam, and the doctor has to check the insides of your bum and vagina. I said "no way, is any doctor going to do that to me!" My mom conv! inced me after about a half an hour that it wasnt that bad, and that everyone has to get it done eventually. So we proceeded up to my bedroom, where my mom made me take my clothes off, not in front of her of course, and get under the covers of my bed. Aft! er about five minutes she came back in with the enema, and a thermometer. I sat up, being sure to cover my C cup breasts with the sheets. I opened my mouth to accept the thermometer. Then I saw my mom shake her head, and say "sorry hon, but this has to g! o in the other end." I reluctantly rolled over. Then I felt the sheets being pulled up from the end of the bed and stop just after she uncovered my butt. She assured me that it would not hurt one bit. I then heard the snap of a latex glove, and then fel! t her spreading my butt cheeks. Then she slowly inserted her finger into my anus, I squirmed a whole lot, then finally she pulled her finger out. But not long after that, she inserted the thermometer into me about 4", I think. I squirmed more, probably be! cause I was getting the tingly feeling in my clitoris that I get everytime my boyfriend fingered me. I was afraid that I would have an orgasm right in front of my mom. I started crying, and my mother stroked my head, and asked what was wrong. I didnt say! anything for a minute, but then just decided to let it out. I said "mom, is it bad if this makes me feel good?" She said "no, not at all, infact I like the feeling myself." I then said "well, this kinda does feel good mom." Just then she pulled the ther! mometer out, and wiped it off. She then said "well if you liked that, I think that you will enjoy the enema too!" I didnt say anything at all, just kinda layed there, in disbelief that I had just said what I had to my mom. Then I felt the nozzle up agains! t my butt, it was quite a bit larger than the thermometer. My mom instructed me too push out like I was going for a poop, and as I did, I felt the nozzle slip in, and in, and in. It felt like it would never stop going in, but it did stop, and was soon fol! lowed by the flow of the water, which made my tingling clitoris get more intense, until I became to have an orgasm. I was so glad that my mom had left the room to go to the bathroom, cause it was intense. Anyway, the following day I went to my doctors app! ointment, and didnt very much enjoy that, but I guess its all a part of being a woman. And since then I have had many self administered enema's. I even convinced my boyfriend, who is now my husband to have enema's with me too.