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Watching My Mom Take An Enema

When I was a youngster my mom took enemas for all types of ailments. She also gave them to my siblings and I for all types of sickness ranging from colds to slugishness. They were the first line of defense for family illness. If dad ever got or took one I was not aware of it. After we got a bathroom, about 1947 or 1948, mom had my older brother drive a nail into the wall about a foot to the right if you were sitting on the commode and two and a half feet above the back of it. On this nail hung the red two quart Enema/Douche combo bag. The hose was drapped back over the nail and the black nozzle was placed in the top of the bag. Most of the time the nozzle was the enema one. The douche nozzle was kept in a glass jar on the bathroom counter when it was not in use. I was only about 4-5 years old and mom tried to keep me fairly close to her so that I would not get into things which might harm me. She would tell my brother and sister to keep an eye on me because she had to be in the bathroom for a little while. The bathroom door would be partially ajar so that she could hear and see out of it. She removed the bag from the hook, filled it with warm water from the basin, and closed the clip after bleeding the air from the hose. Upon returning to the commode she would deposit the bag on the nail and hook the clip over it. She removed her clothes and placed them aside. There was a countertop by the commode upon which sat a large jar of vaseline. She removed the top and placed it within her reach from the commode. Mom sat down on the commode, got the nozzle tipped hose, dipped her finger in the vaseline, lubed the nozzle, reached between the commode seat and her bottom and moaned softly as she greased her waiting anus. She leaned forward, her ripe **** hung down and swayed. Placing the enema nozzle in her rectum she again let out a small groan. With her free hand she located and squeezed the clip. Click, almost immediately another groan escaped her as the water began to fill her belly. Several minutes elapsed during which the red bag went from bloated to flat and empty. Mom's belly was swelled out by the time the bag was flat. She stood, looked at her full belly in the mirror and rubbed it with both hands with her fingers extended and spread apart. After she sat back down on the commode, I began to hear water trickle, more moaning, splashes the commode flushed a lot.......jimbeauxc
jimbeauxc jimbeauxc 66-70, M 1 Response Oct 20, 2012

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Only watch one enema given , that was my girlfriend and she was stopprd up,
I didn't know how to give an enema at that time but a neighbor of mine did. I was asked by my gf to stay and the neighbor thought it would be OK. I believe it took two bags to unstop her and then she got relief.