Date: Sun, 26 May 2024 23:47:24 +0000 From: Bob Park Subject: An intimate enema An intimate enema This story is purely fictional, and all names are made up. It is not meant to imitate anything actual, and we are not encouraging any of the behavior identified in this story. Must be 18+ to view. The storyline contains activities that can make some feel uncomfortable, activities like incest, gay and lesbian sex, and graphic sexual activities described. If this offends you, please look elsewhere. If you enjoy these stories, please donate and support Nifty, they provide such a great service, which isn't free. As told to me by Patrick Patrick had been divorced for several years, and he loved going out dancing on Saturday night. He wasn't a good dancer, but he tried, basically so he could meet women. On one particular Saturday evening he met Rebekah, and she started coming on Saturdays, and was always eager to dance. Just like Patrick she wasn't a great dancer, but she put a lot of spirit into her dancing. It was almost like she was expelling demons. The band varied every week, and it could be rock or salsa, or something in between. Patrick started inviting Rebekah out for dinner, and to other social events, and it wasn't too long before their friends thought of them as a couple. After a year of getting to know each other, she moved in with Patrick. She was in her late 40's, and had been married twice, and the last marriage didn't end well. She said that the only man that she loved, and fully trusted was her adult son, but Patrick felt that he could change her mind and she would love again. The never made love like most couples living together, but Patrick was optimistic. That is not to say that they wouldn't get naked and play games, but instead of strip poker or spin the bottle, it would be a very kinky version of scrabble. Both of them would go to their separate beds horny. Over the next year Patrick found that there was always a tipping point where Rebekah would get very mad at him, and almost physical, but the worst it ever got was Patrick getting slapped for something he did that she took offense to. Month after month Patrick would peel away at her defenses, and she would open up to him about something in her past that she had hid, and not all of it was negative. Patrick loved her and wanted to see her happy in their relationship. Whenever her son came to town, she would take off with him for a few days. She would say that she didn't want him to see that she was living with a man, after her abusive ex. Needless to say, Patrick never met her son, and after a while he wondered if their mother-son relationship was something more, maybe something sexual. That didn't shock Patrick if it was, because he had witnessed many incestuous relationships growing up. After a few days Rebekah always returned, and she was happy, and had that glow like she had been with her lover.... and who was Patrick to judge how they expressed their love to one another. He was just glad that she was relaxed and happy. Rebekah had gotten married right out of high school to her sweetheart, and she had their son. Her husband died in a terrible accident before he was 30, and Rebekah lost her one true love. So, with a young child she took whatever jobs she could find and relied on the generosity of strangers to feed and house them. Most of these were males that only wanted to ravage Rebekah in bed, while her son was in the next room, or even in the same room. In her 20's and 30's Rebekah has seriously hot and got lots of male attention. According to her, (when she was drunk one night) her son had witnessed dozens of men having sex with her, but she was very protective of her son, and if they raised their voice against her son, she would chew them out and leave. Being a country girl, she knew how to use a gun, and if they raised a hand against her gentle son, she would have shot them dead. If there wasn't a male around at night keeping her company, mother and son always slept together. While working as a waitress (and in between lovers) she met a micro-biologist that had a very good job at a government laboratory, and he asked her to move with him to the town that the Lab was in, and he would marry her. This was a perfect situation for her, because this guy was educated, had money, and acted like a total gentleman. He was someone for her son to look up to, unlike the crude truck drivers that usually screwed her most nights. Rebekah really enjoyed sex, and everyone in town knew it. Once settled with husband number 2, they had a lovely home, in a very nice neighborhood filled with professionals, and to anyone looking at them, they were the perfect family. Their son was an honors student and a high school athlete, but if her husband drank too much, he had a dark side. He was raised by an abusive father that was always drunk, so that was the behavior that he knew, and drinking brought it out. Rebekah's husband tried his best to stay sober, but he would fall off the wagon every few weeks. He would get verbally abusive, and bring up the fact that she was slut when he married and rescued her. It was something that she couldn't debate, because she slept with any guy that paid her attention, and there were probably a hundred of them. She lost count years ago how many cocks she sucked, and then got fucked that night. For years she really enjoyed being a slut and enjoyed the comfort of being held by a man at night, and she didn't think it was an insult if some woman called her a slut. Rebekah's son heard his mother called that dozens of times, and it was usually by the guy fucking her, or his wife, but she told her son things would be different with her new husband. One night when he was drinking too much, her husband caught Rebekah in bed with her son, and he was outraged about how affectionate they were with each other. (ie; fucking). He called the two of them every name he could think of, and brutally fucked Rebekah in her son's bed, right in front of him. After that night, things would quiet down for a few weeks or a month, and then he would drink too much and become abusive, and the next day he would apologize if he remembered it. As soon as her son graduated, he joined the army, and he tested so high that they put him in officer training school. But with her son gone, her husband became physically and verbally abusive. Now that her son was gone, he became convinced that she had lovers during the day, that she was servicing, just like her son was fucking her. As he would say, once a slut always a slut. She was no saint and was always looking for another man to rescue her, and she had no problem having sex with them, even if it was a married neighbor. But something happened between her and her husband, that one day she threw some clothes in an army duffle bag, and walked out the door while her husband was at work. Even drunk she wouldn't tell me what happened to trigger it, but she said that she would never have sex with another man. She lived in her car for a while or stayed overnight with friends. Patrick wondered if she had killed her husband and buried him in the backyard, but there was nothing in the local paper about some scientist that was missing. It was just after she moved out that she met Patrick. Even after hearing about her colorful past and cheating on her husband, Patrick found her even more desirable, even without any sex. What Rebekah didn't know was that Patrick had been a cuckold with his ex-wife just like his father was to his mom. To Patrick nothing was more desirable than a cheating slut, but just like his ex-wife they eventually find a guy with a bigger dick that fills them better, and they leave their boyfriend or husband, just like Patrick and his father before him. Even though they didn't sleep in the same bed Patrick could jack off every night and think about the sex his ex-wife enjoyed from the various lovers that she enjoyed (and he knew about, because his wife would tell him, and even show him pictures), and now he could fantasize about the many lovers that Rebekah had (and he could even hear her masturbating in her own bed. Patrick had two weaknesses, and that was he always had enjoyed a cheating girlfriend or wife, and he would always try to rescue them from a life of sexual over-indulgence, or more commonly a lack there of, from a dull spouse. Rebekah presented two problems that he didn't know how to deal with. One, she didn't want to have sex with any man, much less cheat on Patrick, and two a deep seeded anger against all men because of her previous husband, but Patrick was patient, and he filled his evenings fantasizing about women having sex with men not their husband, which probably goes back to his mother. It is not unusual for a teenage boy to think that his mother was the sexiest woman that he knew, and was even hotter than Charlie's Angels. Foy many years Patrick's sex life was vicarious. There was always some woman for Patrick to rescue, and if he got horny, he could always find men to suck off or to fuck him. He rescued one woman from a bad marriage. Patrick knew the husband because he frequently fucked him. With some money and coaching he could always teach them that there is always another man or women to have sex with and improve their life. Most of his female friends thought of Patrick as this generous big brother, but sadly most weren't interested in incest. Always hopeful, he thought Rebekah may be different, particularly after hearing about her and her son. Patrick thought that the sexual relationship that her and her boy enjoyed was pretty sexy, and he wished that his mom had taught him about sex. Patrick and Rebekah enjoyed a lot of wine, and they would casually tease each other about sex. They were frequently naked after a bottle wine, and they had closely examined each other's private parts, but no penetration. If Rebekah was extremely naughty, she would dress Patrick up in women's lingerie and demand that he jerk himself off in front of her. Of course, Patrick had to lick up his own sperm wherever it landed, so he aimed at Rebekah. One Saturday night instead of going out dancing, Rebekah had a special treat for Patrick. They both got naked to play some game for the evening. That was when Rebekah told him about the "intimate enema". She pulled out a bag from the local sex toy store, and there was a very large enema bag, with a box of assorted nozzles. She had Patrick pick one, and since he didn't know who or if both of them were going to receive the enema, and he picked one very similar to a butt plug. The engineer in Patrick chose it because of its purpose and function, without thinking that it might be painful going in, at least without lubricant. Patrick was relieved when Rebekah pulled out a jar of Vaseline to dip it in. She told Patrick to get on all fours (just like getting doggy style fucked from men, that Patrick was very familiar with), while she filled the two-quart bag with solution. Patrick hadn't told Rebekah about the years of gay sex that he enjoyed before and during his marriage. Even now he would sneak off during the evenings, and go somewhere to suck cock, and get fucked by a nice adult cock. As for the enema, Patrick assumed that he was going first, and Rebekah would follow. She pulled out a large box of dildoes, and she said that they would be for playtime afterwards. This could be a fun evening, even if it was just fucking Rebekah with a dildo instead of his cock. The Vaseline helped it pop into his ass (just like an adult dick in a condom), and the warm solution started filling his ass cavity. Rebekah talked about giving her young son enemas, and how his little cock would get hard whenever he got one. The thought of Rebekah giving her young boy enemas, and his own mom giving him one, it had the same affect, and his 6-inch adult cock got very erect. Although average, his ex-wife described it as being almost adequate. All of these sexual thoughts raced through his mind, until he was so full of solution that it was becoming uncomfortable. He asked Rebekah to shut off the flow valve, but unlike his mother she didn't, instead she grabbed his balls and yanked down. She said that she did that, to take his mind off of the enema, and it was effective, if not painful. She told Patrick that he needs to stop being such a pussy, because she won't turn it off until the bag is empty. If he complained, she would yank down harder, like she was trying to pull his balls clean off. Once the bag looked empty, she shut off the flow but still pulled down on his balls for a few minutes before letting him get up on the toilet to empty himself. Rebekah started refilling the bag, and Patrick thought it was her turn, and looked forward to fingering her pussy while her ass was getting filled. Once he decided he was done flushing out the fluid he got up, and just like a 3rd grade nun she told him to assume the position on the floor, and she would repeat the enemas until everything came out clear. With a few reminders, he knew that if he would complain about the enema that his balls would get another painful treatment and it didn't take long for him to decide which hurt more, and his balls had gotten pretty tender by now from being squeezed. It was the third time, and nearly two gallons of solution later, until it came out perfectly clear, and he could finally relax. She patted his backside dry and in her sexiest voice she said that now it was playtime. She pulled over the box of toys and pulled out a penis ball gag. Rebekah dipped the penis head into a jar of strawberry jelly, and she told Patrick to suck on this, just like you did to all of those young boys in school. Patrick instinctively started sucking on the flavored cock, while Rebekah strapped it in place to the back of his head. Patrick was on all fours, and she pushed his face to the floor driving the dildo into his mouth even deeper, and from the gagging sound it must have popped passed his tonsils, but with Patrick's years of experience sucking dick, he adjusted to it being firmly in his throat. Once in position "face down and ass up" Rebekah pulled out an 18-inch dildo that was bigger around than Patrick's fist and attempted to shove it in Patrick's ass, and Rebekah said that she always wanted to do this to her husband. Hearing that Patrick should have run out of the house naked, but he wanted to give Rebekah a chance. After a few thrusts and a few failures, she threw the dildo aside and picked up the next smallest one, that one was black and only 11 inches long and the size of Patrick's wrist. Patrick couldn't see the size of it, because he was too busy sucking the dildo cock in his mouth. He loved knowing that he had taken the entire cock in his mouth even if it was artificial and only 6 inches long, but it was tasty like every cock that he ever sucked. With an extra thrust the new dildo with a lot of lubricant pushed past his anal muscles and it became lodge in Patrick's ass all the way in. With his mouth full Patrick could only moan, and you couldn't tell if he loved it or hated it, but then the deep hard fucking started. All of the air came out of Patrick, and his whole world revolved around the pain and pleasure of this monstrous dick filling him like never before. Patrick had been fucked by a hundred different dicks, and he never knew what this felt like before, she was giving him a serious fucking. Rebekah called him every name, from a cheating asshole to a cock sucking faggot. After fifteen minutes of brutally attacking Patrick's ass, Rebekah collapsed of exhaustion with the biggest grin of satisfaction. If Patrick didn't know any better, he thought that she had orgasmed while fucking him, because her pussy was dripping wet. Patrick also came the biggest load that he could remember, and he almost bit the dildo in half that was in his mouth. They both collapsed and held each other in the afterglow bliss. Rebekah unlatched the ball gag from Patrick so he could talk and all he wanted to do is to kiss and thank her. They kissed like lovers and for the first time Rebekah told Patrick that she loved him. They didn't make love that night, but they slept together holding each other's naked bodies. They were physically and emotionally exhausted from the evening. They kissed good night, and Rebekah whispered into Patrick's ear... "Do you want to do this again next weekend", and despite Patrick's flaming painful asshole, he meekly nodded yes. The end.