First Colonic: 1994
I have been fascinated with enemas since getting one at age 8 (story posted elsewhere). As an adult, I heard about colonic irrigation and one day found an ad for it in my area. The idea of being exposed to a stranger that way and them inserting something into me was exciting, but I was also nervouse about how I would explain why I wanted a colonic. I had no real health problems, I was really doing it for the sexual aspect. They didn't ask too many questions when I made the appt. When I got there, I met the therapist, Elaine. She was short, young, and attractive. After I was in the hospital gown, she positioned me on my left side and applied lubricant to my anus, pushing her finger inside a bit, not completely into my rectum. That was exciting, as was the insertion of the speculum. She used a pressure system rather than a gravity-fed system. She put me on my back for the colonic and started the water. I was doing it, getting a colonic irrigation from a woman I had just met. It was enjoyable, and I went back to that clinic a few times but never saw her again.