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Tantric Enema

 Rima & 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 Rima 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. Rima 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. Rima 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 Rima 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 Rima shuddered with orgasm a second time I

spurted uncontrollably in her body. In each other’s

arms, we drifted off to sleep.


I awoke in the wee hours of the morning feeling Rima’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.

Rima 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, Rima’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 Rima 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. Rima 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

Rima positioned herself facing me, up close, and insured

my erection into her vagina. It slid in very easily,

since her labia and my member was both coated with olive

oil. Rima’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: “Rima 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 Rima’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, Rima, 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 Rima. 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 Rima:


“Rima, this feels so good! Give me the water again,

baby. I love this!”


I felt the water start to course into me. Rima’s

breathing was getting heavier and faster, and the feel-

ing of my approaching orgasm was becoming stronger and

more intense. A couple of minutes later Rima 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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