Literotic asexstories – Nikki by Astro1544,Astro1544
Chapter 1
Nikki sat on her couch Using her finger to scroll on her cell phone. She had come onto this site several times and it never failed to arouse her. The chat room moved fast as members posted pics and gifs of different females being humiliated. She was already wet between her legs knowing what she was going to see in the room. Her hand slipped down inside her her panties as she started rubbing her sensitive clit.
Her breath caught in her throat as she enlarged the pic that had just come onto her phone screen. A huge red bag hanging above the woman and she was holding her swollen stomach. As close as she could tell by the look on the woman’s face and how flat the huge bag appeared to be the woman was holding the huge enema inside her ass. A couple of minutes later another pic appeared and Nikki felt her cunt get even wetter. She couldn’t believe the effect the pics were starting to have on her.
She watched several more pics come on her phone in the main chat room and finally got up the courage to private message the man who was posting them. He seemed to be very cordial and pleasant to chat with and soon he was sending pics directly to her in the PMs. It seemed the more they chatted the more intrigued she became with the subject. The whole time they chatted she was softly rubbing her swollen clit letting the soft waves of pleasure run up through her wet cunt.
Her climax was hard and her body shook hard for several seconds. He had suggested that she might want to look into getting an enema bag sending her a link from Amazon. With shaking fingers, she did place an order for a two-quart bag. Her only concern now was keeping her mom from getting the delivery. At twenty-seven she shared the townhouse with her mom Carole and occasionally her brother would stop by for a couple of nights.
Monitoring the delivery schedule from Amazon she was successful in keeping her secrete from her mother. With nervous hands, she opened the package and the smell of new rubber filled her nose. She quickly hid the bag in her bathroom as she had a separate one from her mother. Making sure she disposed of all the evidence that anything had arrived from Amazon she made her way back into her bathroom and closed the door.
Nikki assembled her new bag and was once again wet between her legs. Looking at the bag hanging from the towel rack, she knew there was no way she would be able to take the whole thing. The man she had been chatting with assured her several time that she could indeed take more than she thought she could. She waited until 9:00 that night to log back onto the site. The man was once again on and posting more pics in the chat room.
Within a couple of minutes, they were once again chatting privately. He seemed overjoyed that she had taken the initiative and ordered a bag but was a bit disappointed that she hadn’t ordered the bigger four-quart bag. They chatted for almost half an hour before she got the courage and started following his instructions. With her bathroom sink filled with warm water, she started lathering a wet washcloth with a bar of Ivory soap. Rinsing it in the water over and over soon the smell of the soap was heavy in the small bathroom.
With a plastic cup, she filled the new bag until the white water was at the top of the bag. Quickly she screwed the stopper into the threaded throat of the bag. She did notice that the water was very slippery, just like the man said it would be. He explained to her that it actually made the enema easier for her to take as the water would more easily slide around everything inside her bowels. Quickly she knelt sticking her ass as high in the air as she could and pushing the long nozzle into her rectum as far as she could.
The man’s next text told her to rub her clit for a minute or so before she started. Her clit was hard and her cunt was getting wetter. He finally instructed her to open the clamp but to hold onto the clamp in case she had what he called the “Panic Moment”. That was when the water collected just inside the rectum giving them the feeling of desperately needing to shit. In just a few seconds she did indeed feel the desperate need to shit.
Closing the clamp, as he instructed, and clamping down tight with her anus she fought the desperate feeling. She was just about ready to jump up and try to sit on the toilet when the pressure was suddenly gone. It was just as he had said and now she knew the enema had found its path into her bowels. Texting him that the desperate feeling was gone he instructed her to open the clamp halfway and to rub her clit. But she was not to allow herself to cum until she had taken the full bag.
As the bag slowly delivered its load into her ass Nikki softly rubbed her clit. She could feel her climax steadily climbing as the pressure in her stomach grew. Second by second she became more desperate to cum but he would not allow her to. Then finally she sent the text that the bag was empty. “Now rub your clit hard!” he had texted back. “Nice and loud so your mom can hear you cum!” he added in the next text. Nikki felt her body start shaking hard as her climax hit her full force. The scream from her throat was indeed loud enough for her mother to hear and a minute later her mom was tapping on the bathroom door asking if she was okay.
Clamping her ass down tight around the nozzle she assured her mom that she was fine. She could feel the enema working inside her now as she came down from her climax and found she had to fight now to keep her asshole tight. She found she had a new respect for the man on the other end of the text messages. He knew exactly what he was talking about and she affectionately dubbed him “Enema Master”. He told her he wanted her to hold her enema for five more minutes so it had a chance to clean her out real good. They chatted until he told her she could sit on the toilet and let the enema out.
Pulling the nozzle out she sat on the toilet but could see the brown paste clinging to the flutes of the nozzle. Laying the nozzle gently on some toilet paper she relaxed her hole. It felt like everything was wanting out at once. Several slick lumps shot from her ass splashing into the water below her. Then a long slick log that seemed like it was never going to stop. She could feel everything coming out of her rectum as her colon cleaned itself out. The smell was horrible and she was glad for the strong exhaust fan.
CHAPTER 2
Nikki and her mom Carole had always been close but she wasn’t sure how to handle this newfound fetish she had. Her orgasms were getting stronger and she found she wanted Enema Master to push her harder. Making her want to take larger and larger enemas. She had just finished pressure-filling her two-quart bag making it stretch to hold three quarts. She had already been holding a soapy two-quart enema while she filled the bag again. Now desperately she sat down to let it out.
As with all the other enemas she had taken for Enema Master over the last few weeks she could feel the lumps shooting from her ass and into the water below her. The smell was there immediately but she was used to that now. However, she had lost track of time. When she had started she had been alone in the house and she had not bothered to completely close and lock the bathroom door. Suddenly her mom stood in the door her eyes taking everything in all at once.
“What the hell is going on here?” Carole asked stepping fully into the room. “And who the hell are you texting with?” she asked taking the phone from Nikki’s hand. Carole quickly glanced down through the messages trying to grasp what was happening. Angrily she typed “Who the hell is this? I’m Nikki’s mother and I want to know what in the hell you are making my daughter do.” There was a pause as the man on the other end of the text tried to understand what had happened.
“I’m very happy to meet you,” was the text that came back. “And I’m not making your daughter do anything. I’m on a computer 2500 miles away. I can’t make your daughter do anything she doesn’t want to do,” the next message said. Carole looked back at Nikki as another torrent of smelly water splashed into the toilet bowl. Nikki looked down at her bare feet as another wave of cramps rolled through her bowels. “We’ll talk when you’re done,” Carole said as she walked out the door closing it behind her.
Carole’s surprise and anger were starting to ebb a bit now as she thought about what the man on the other end had said. “That’s true,” she typed out on Nikki’s phone. “But I don’t see how this is fun or pleasurable for her,” She typed. “And I don’t like being made a fool or an idiot,” She typed feeling her anger starting to rise again. There was a pause for a minute or so.
“I don’t see you as a fool or an idiot. I see you as a mother that loves and worries about her daughter,” The text message read. The next message softened her heart just a bit. “To me that is honorable,” the message said.
“I still don’t see how an enema is pleasurable,” Carole typed back. “Have you ever had one?” was the reply. “Yes, when I was a little girl my mom had to give me one,” she replied.
“You need to try one again, but this time you should follow my instructions,” The man had texted. Carole thought for a couple of minutes. She found she was kind of curious to see what her daughter liked about them so much, remembering all the loud climaxes she had heard over the last few weeks. “Nikki was supposed to have refilled her bag if you want to try one,” he added.
“Yes, it’s hanging on the towel rack in her bathroom. But you’re not going to make me climax from one,” Carole typed.
“If you have already made up your mind that you are not going to cum from it then we might as well not even try. You are shot down before you even get off the ground. Follow my instructions to the letter and let us find out if you can cum from one,” he said. Carole waited until the toilet flushed one last time and Nikki had a chance to put a robe on before she pushed the door open again. The bag was still hanging on the towel rack. She only looked at her daughter as she carried the bag out of the bathroom.
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