My Bride's Wedding Enema (Part 2)

My Brides Wedding Enema, Pt.2

a continuing truth & fiction saga

from the fertile mind of MelloJ

We finished our torrent of lovemaking in the master bedroom and drifted off into an early morning nap. After about an hour, Liz nudged me. "Aren't I supposed to have a rinse?", she said.

"Yes, a good baking soda and water rinse will do you a world of good . . . get rid of anything else bad you that might still be up there", Jack replied. "Why don't you just stretch out on this towel while I go to the bathroom and get the equipment. You may as well have it here. Now let me put this towel over a few pillows and you crawl across them until you're comfy. . .I'll be right back.

On that note, Jack left the bedroom and went to the bath where he gathered up all the necessary supplies for his wife's next enema; again selecting the fountain syringe with the larger, black nozzle. Running the water until it was warm, he proceeded to add a few tablespoons of baking soda and a pinch of salt to the pitcher, and then added the water, stirring it with the wooden spoon until the salts were completely dissolved. Filling the bag to capacity, he let the air out of the hose, grabbed the jar of vaseline, and returned to the bedroom.

While Jack was gone, Liz arrainged the pillows so that she had a clear view into the dresser mirror to watch the proceedings from both angles from the wall mirror. Satisified with the set up of the bedroom, Liz took her place face down across the pillows as she had been instructed. The thought of getting another lovingly administered enema from her husband sent gave her shivers to the point of euphoria.

Jack returned to the bedroom and saw that Liz had gotten herself ready for her second dose. He hung the bag on the clothes tree and placed it near the bed. "Why don't you spread your legs a little bit for me and I'll put some more vaseline in you. . .it'll let the nozzle slip in easier.", He said as she silently spread her supple legs across the bed exposing her anal furrow. Taking the nozzle, he gently inserted the curved, black tube high up into his young bride's perfect ass. Releasing the clamp, the warm water again flowed deep into Liz's beautiful buttcheeks.

"Oh, Honey! It's going in a lot easier this time.", She spoke softly. "I can see it in the mirror. . .I've just about taken it all, but I don't feel that full. How long should I try and hold it?"

"At least ten minutes, Hon.", Jack replied as he clamped the tube shut and withdrew the nozzle from his wife's bum. "I think you may need some help in holding all that in for ten minutes, so I'm going to put a plug in you.", Jack said as he then proceeded to place a ribbed condom on his swollen cock and slowly push it into Liz's waiting rosebud, still shiny from the vaseline.

As his hard dick reached the deepest depths of her ass, Liz feverently began to rub her wet pussy until she reached the heights of orgasm after orgasm. After her fourth or fifth (She lost count), Jack erupted inside her ass just she reached her final cum. Jack quickly withdrew, allowing a panting and sweaty Liz to make a mad dash for the bathroom for her relief. Jack heard the sounds of Liz's expulsion, and dozed off for a quick nap.

What Happens Next? perhaps Jack is going to be on the receiving end?