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Story: Tantric Enema
Angie & I had discussed this for a while, and decided to go for it on
the weekend. This would take a lot of preparation and required us
both to be absolutely cleaned out.
Finally Friday came and Angie came over in the late afternoon to stay
the night. Our plans called for going without dinner, and instead
taking several deep enemas. The tantric enema session would happen on
Saturday, after some more deep, cleansing enemas.
On Friday we decided on each of us taking three enemas, each in turn,
given by the other. Angie gave me my enema first. I was so excited I
almost came each time she touched me. I remember all the various
positions I took the enemas in, from being on my hands and knees
pounding on the floor with my fists in an effort to take the whole
thing, to laying on my back, taking deep breaths while she stroked my
throbbing erection with a big smile on her face. I recall her
sensuous moans as I encouraged her to take every last drop of her
enemas, and teasingly rubbing her already lubricated clitoris. After
we each had three deep, penetrating, cleansing enemas we showered
together, soaping each other down and rubbing our slippery
soap-covered bodies together, all the while exploring with our hands.
After thoroughly drying off we spread a couple of old sheets on the
bed, got the olive oil and massaged the oil into each other's bodies.
Angie moaned and panted as I spread the olive oil on her back, and on
the insides of her thighs. I teased her bushy mound with my
oil-soaked fingers every chance I got. That drove her wild. She got
back at me when she massaged me by slowly pumping me with her hand to
the point just this side of orgasm several times, until I was begging
her to make me cum.
"Not yet, baby, not yet," she said, with gleaming eyes. She brought
me to the brink a few more times, then had me "cool off" for a few
moments. Then Angie pulled me over to her, and I easily entered her.
Slowly thrusting, first almost completely out, then all the way in to
the hilt, I struggled to keep from cumming as she crested. Just as
Angie shuddered with orgasm a second time I spurted uncontrollably in
her body. In each others' arms, we drifted off to sleep.
I awoke in the wee hours of the morning feeling Angie's fingers
lightly stroking my testicles. In a matter of seconds I was fully
awake (and erect). "I can't wait any longer," she whispered. We both
knew that it was time. Angie filled the large enema bag with warm
water and lubed the nozzle. I was going to get the first of two
cleansing enemas. As usual I panted and struggled while taking that
first one, although the second enema was easier to take. After I was
empty, I gave her two big enemas and gave her time to fully expel
them.
We were both squeaky clean now, and we proceeded to the next stage.
I liberally applied olive oil all over her body and massaged it into
her skin, listening to her moans of pleasure. After I finished with
the oil, Angie's expert hands massaged the olive oil all over my body.
It felt exquisite when she lightly rubbed my erect member.
I filled the big enema bag with warm water, as we decided that Angie
would take the enema in the first place. Slowly, I made sure she took
all of the water, and had her lay still. Then I prepared the two-way
retention tube and lubed it up. Angie was on her back when I inserted
one end of the retention tube into her, and inflated the cuff that
would make sure she did not leak. Then she inserted the other end
into my body and inflated the cuff that was inside of me. I sat up on
the bed, and Angie positioned herself facing me, up close, and insered
my erection into her vagina. It slid in very easily, since her labia
and my member were both coated with olive oil. Angie's legs were
around my waist, and we were very close. The method calls for us to
refrain from verbal communication, emphasizing instead emotional and
mental communion with one another.
In that position we held on to each other, with our foreheads
touching, and with my erection inside her, and otherwise keeping very
still. Then I sent some thoughts over to her: "Angie baby, give me
your water. I want you to inject the water that is inside of you,
into me. I want to take it all. Come on baby, let me have the
enema."
I felt Angie's abdominal muscled tighten a bit, and felt her enema
begin to course inside of me. What a turn-on that was! I sent some
more thoughts over to her: "Come on baby, keep going! That feels so
good. It's so sexy knowing that the enema that's inside you is coming
into my body now. I want it all, Angie, all of your enema!"
When I had as much of her enema as she could give, I felt her relax a
little. I held it inside me, cherishing the water that had been
inside of Angie. After a few moments I felt as though she wanted me
to give her back the enema, so I started to push the water back into
her. I could feel her heartbeat quicken when the water was entering
her body again, and I kept up the pushing as long as I could. I
relaxed for a few moments, and then sent some more thoughts to Angie:
"Angie, this feels so good! Give me the water again, baby. I love
this!"
I felt the water start to course into me. Angie's breathing was
getting heavier and faster, and the feeling of my approaching orgasm
was becoming stronger and more intense. A couple of minutes later
Angie started to shudder, and moaned aloud as she tightened her grip
on me and climaxed. I could not hold back any longer, and I exploded
with a soul-penetrating orgasm of an intensity that most people don't
even imagine, much less experience.
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