For Sue
The weekend was fast approaching. Clare felt herself starting to get wet just thinking about what she and her sisters had planned for their mother Sue. Her youngest sister Mary had just turned 18 in August and now she too was experiencing the love of their mother.
She thought back to her 18th birthday when she and her mother had taken that short walk into the small bathroom. The full rubber enema bag was hanging from the shower rod and the long tube was coiled over the hook that held it. She had known for a long time the way her mother had felt about good health and hygiene and now was her time to join her mother.
She had felt no embarrassment as she slipped off her shirt and undid her bra. Her breasts were large and proud just like her mothers. Her nipples were hard as she pushed her pants and her panties down over her hips. She had kneeled and dropped to her elbows when she stepped into the tub. She had heard her mother move and the rustle of fabric.
Turning her head she saw that Sue had let her robe drop to the floor. Her mother was now naked like she was. Clare remembered how beautiful she had looked to her that day. Her mother's proud breasts and her hard nipples and the slight scent of arousal drifting up from between her legs.
She had smiled as she lowered her head to the bottom of the tub and had reached back to spread her ass cheeks. She had felt the Vasaline and then the nozzle being pushed inside her anus. The feeling of her mother's soft hand on her back. Then the sound of a snap and the feeling of warm water moving into her bowels.
Clare's hand had made its way down the front of her shorts and she moaned as her finger made soft circles on her hard clit. Leaning back and closing her eyes she let her mind drift back again. She remembered her mother's soft voice telling her to relax and not to fight the enema. To let it flow in as deep as she could take it. She remembered the first wave of cramps and how she hated the feeling of them. But now she wanted to feel them every chance she got.
Clare pushed her shorts down over her hips along with her panties and spread her legs. Her mind was drifting again as she remembered the first time her mother had lowered her mouth down over her spread pussy.
She had just expelled her now weekly enema and had made her way to the bedroom. Her sisters Jane and Mary had been off visiting friends that weekend. She had found herself becoming sexually aroused every time her mother had given her an enema. She had laid back on the bed not knowing what to do with the frustration she was feeling at the time.
Sue had knocked softly on the door and walked in carrying a small box. "It's ok Clare," her mom had said. "I know what you are dealing with because I fight it all the time too. I have something for you that might help but I'll let you look at it first and see if it's something you even want," she added.
She had opened the small box and handed a heavy metal plug to her. There was a beautiful red gem at the end of it. She had seen pictures of them but had never actually seen one let alone be holding it in her hand. "That goes in my ass doesn't it?" she had asked her mom. Sue had nodded. "Have you ever used one?"
"I have one in my ass now," Sue had said. Turning around and bending over she had pulled her robe up over her hips and had pulled her ass cheeks apart letting Clare see the bright shining stone that was hidden there. "I love the feel of it and I'm hoping you will too," she had added. She had gotten up not bothering to close her robe and had walked to the bathroom. When she had returned she held the jar of Vaseline and popped the top off.
Clare had watched her lube the metal plug and then tell her to pull her lay down and pull her legs back to her breasts. Sue had pushed Clare's legs open and kneeled on the floor. Clare remembered the first breath she felt on the lips of her wet pussy. Then the soft tongue and the pleasure that shot through her when it made contact with her hard clit.
She had felt the plug as her mother had gently pushed it against her anus. Sue's tongue had made soft circles and Clare remembered how her rectum felt as it was gently spread wider. Her very first climax hit like a ton of bricks. Her mom had timed it perfectly pushing the widest part of the plug into her rectum as her climax hit.
She had screamed and she remembers a small squirt of piss escape at that instant. Her mother's mouth had never left her clit until she was coming down from the sexual high. Her rectum had been in shock from being opened so far. But now like the enemas she had come to love the butt plug that rode snuggly between her ass cheeks several times a week.
Clare rubbed her clit harder the way her mother had taught her. Feeling her pleasure rushing through her pussy. Her ass closed down tightly around the plug in her ass. Her climax was sweet and she breathed deeply until her heart rate dropped. She slept like a baby that night and when she woke the next morning she found her pussy again.
Her mother's 45th birthday party was in 2 days. Clare's mind thought through what she and her sisters were going to do after the small celebration was over and just the 4 of them were left. She smiled, thinking back once again as she drank her coffee.
It had been just after Jane had turned 18 that they had been able to give their mother an enema for the first time. She had been showing them how to use the inflatable enema nozzle that they had seen in her a few different times. Clare remembered that she and Jane had wanted to know about how it worked. They had successfully turned the table on their mother and they had filled the red enema bag and hung it on the shower rod.
Sue had protested at first but Clare and Jane had finally won the argument. They had made her kneel down on the bathroom floor while they filled the 2-quart bag with warm water. Jane had held her ass cheeks spread while Clare had lubed her asshole and the nozzle. They had both watched with smiles on their face as the balloon disappeared into their mother's ass.
They had both seen her shutter and whimper when the nozzle went in. And they had enjoyed the way the nozzle had swelled between her cheeks knowing the balloon inside was even bigger. Jane had been the one to open the clamp and a look of meanness had crossed her face when she opened it all the way.