Jess and Lori
Copyright© 2026 by Unca D
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - An enema-lover's love story: Recently widowed mom Lori's 11 year old daughter Jessica needs a doctor-ordered enema due to the effects of an antibiotic. Lori phones Jess's uncle, who runs an on-line alt-health business. He arrives to coach Lori through the procedure. This piques Lori's interest and leads to romance as she explores the enema's potential for personal and erotic pleasure. If you're into enema eroticism this might be a story for you.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Anal Sex Enema Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys
I was sitting at my PC looking over orders from my website that I had to fill when the phone rang. A glance at caller ID told me it was my sister-in-law.
“I need some advice,” came the voice on the other end of the line.
“How can I help?” I replied.
“It’s Jessica ... She’s had this ear infection. The doctor put her on antibiotics. I don’t think they agree with her and now she’s ... bound up.”
“Do you mean constipated?” I asked.
“Yes. I spoke to the nurse ... we’ve tried milk of magnesia and now they’re recommending we give her an enema.”
“She’s never had one?”
“No,” she replied, “and I have no idea how to administer one.”
“What specifically did they say?” I asked.
“They said we could one of the drugstore kind, or the old-fashioned variety if we had the equipment. I was looking at your website and I see you don’t recommend the...”
“ ... the hypertonic saline squeeze-bottles? That’s right, I don’t.”
“I was hoping you’d come over and give Jess a proper enema.”
“I’ll see you in a little while.” I hung up the phone, stepped into my storeroom, took a hospital single-use plastic enema pouch off the shelf and dropped it into my briefcase. On my way out the door I grabbed a plush toy dragon I had bought for Jessica. Then I hopped into my car for the drive across town.
Lori had been my younger brother’s high-school sweetheart. I call her my sister-in-law even though they did not enjoy benefit of clergy. Jack said they were “happily unmarried.”
He had gotten her knocked-up their senior year and the following fall Jessica was born. That was eleven years ago ... nearly twelve. Jack made an effort at being a good provider, working in construction. A year ago a jobsite accident took him from us. Their happily unmarried status caused some complications when it came to sorting out Jack’s estate, and I ended up pitching in to straighten things out.
I reached the house -- an older, tiny cottage on the other side of the tracks -- and rang the bell. Lori answered the door. “Thanks for coming over,” she said.
“No problem...”
“And, thanks for doing this for her.”
“I’m not doing it. You are.”
“Me? I can barely find my own ass with both hands and a flashlight.”
“I’ll explain everything. You’ll do fine. Where is she?”
“In her room.”
I rapped on the door jamb and stepped into Jessica’s room. She was lying on her bed in a flannel nightshirt. I sat on the bed. “Hi, Jess,” I said.
“Hi...”
“I hear you’re not feeling well.”
“Uh-uhn...”
Jessica was a slim eleven-year-old, going on twelve, and just starting to blossom. When I look in her face I see the shadow of Jack’s, though Jess has her mother’s brown hair and her big, brown eyes.
“You’ve been taking medicine for your ear infection. How’s that working?”
“They don’t hurt anymore.”
“Now you’re feeling poorly elswhere. Do you have an upset stomach?”
“I don’t feel like I’m gonna throw up.”
“But your tummy feels...”
“Crummy.”
“Ahh ... crummy-tummy. Why didn’t you say so?” Jessica glanced up at me and smiled. “You’re a pretty girl when you smile, Jess ... Your mom says you’re having trouble going to the bathroom.” She nodded. “How long has it been?”
“Three days ... maybe four.”
“She said she gave you milk-of-magnesia...”
“Yuck,” she replied making a face.
“ ... and that didn’t help. Your mom talked to the doctor’s office. They said you should have an enema. Do you know what that is?”
“Uh-uhn,” she replied shaking her head.
I sat on the bed. “An enema will make you go to the bathroom. Have you talked about the human body in your science class?” I asked.
“I’ve read about it.”
“Have you read about the digestive system?”
She nodded.
“And, you do know what your large intestine does...”
“Yeah...”
“The medicine you’re taking for your ear infection is causing your intestine to slow down, and it’s getting plugged up. That’s why you can’t go, and that’s why you’re feeling poorly. Understand?”
She nodded again. I opened the box and held up the enema pouch. “What we’re going to do is to put some water in this bag. Just plain water. This tube goes into your bottom and we’ll gently fill your large intestine. The water will do three things ... It’ll soften what’s in there so it’s easier for you to pass it out. The distention will stimulate your intestine to make you want to go, and the amount of water will make it easier for you. That’s all it is.”
“Will it hurt?” she asked.
“You may experience some discomfort,” I replied. “I’m being honest with you, Jess. You shouldn’t experience any real pain. You may feel some cramping. That’s usually caused by temporary tightness in your colon. We’ll do two things to avoid cramps. We’ll go really slow, and if you should start feeling crampy tell us right away and we’ll stop the flow of water until the cramp subsides. Understand?”
“Yeah ... Do I hafta?”
“Yes, Jess,” her mother replied. “The doctor said...”
I held up my hand. “Jess, the decision is yours. If you decide not to ... Well, your condition might resolve itself on its own. If not, then your mom either will have to find some stronger medicine to make you go, or, she might be obligated to take you to the emergency room. If you go there, it’s a near certainty you’ll get an enema whether you want it or not. On the other hand, if you let us give you the enema now, the worst that will happen is you’ll experience a few minutes of discomfort, then the enema will make you go to the bathroom and you’ll feel better ... lots better ... right away. Now, what will it be?”
Jessica bit her lip. “The enema,” she replied glumly.
“Good choice.” I patted her thigh through the fabric of her nightgown. “I’ll go make ready,” I said to Lori. “Do you have any Vaseline?”
She approached me in the bathroom as I ran water to warm it up. “Here,” she said and handed me a jar.
“How much does she weigh?” I asked.
“About one-ten.”
“She looks slimmer than that.”
“She’s tall for her age. Why did you ask?”
“If she’s a hundred ten we’ll go with a quart ... An old hospital rule of thumb is one pint for every fifty pounds ... Yes, I think Jessica will grow up to be willowy like her mom.”
“Like her mom WAS, maybe.”
“Utter nonsense, Lori. You are a very attractive woman.” I adjusted the water. “Feel,” I said to Lori and she put her hand into the stream. “That’s about the right temperature.”
“It feels awfully warm...”
I filled a water tumbler and handed it to her. “See if it feels too hot on your tongue.”
She sipped from the glass. “I guess it’s not too hot.”
I handed her the pouch. “Fill it to the 1,000 mark. That’s a litre, just over a quart.”
“I know how much a litre is...” Lori filled the pouch.
“Run some water out of the tube to flush out the air...” I smeared the tip with Vaseline. “These things are pre- lubricated but it’s a good idea to add some more ... Grab a towel,” I said and carried the pouch into Jess’s bedroom. Lori spread the towel on the bed.
“Jess, slide down your undies and lie on the towel ... Turn onto your left side and draw up your knees. Your mom’s going to put this into your bottom...”
“Jess,” her mother said, “pull up your gown a little...”
Jessica complied. “I’ll hold the bag,” I said and handed the tube to Lori. She spread Jessica’s buttocks. “Gently,” I coached, “use a rotating motion ‘til you feel it slip past her sphincter, then push it into her rectum.”
“How far?”
“About three inches ... up to the black mark on the tube.”
“There,” Lori said. “Jess, you okay?”
Her daughter nodded. “Yeah...”
“Jess -- I’ll explain what you’ll feel,” I said. “First the water will fill your rectum. The pressure will give you a sense like you need to go, or maybe pass some gas. You’ll need to fight that urge, but you shouldn’t find it too difficult to hold it back.
“In a little while your colon will relax and you’ll feel the water flowing deeper into you. That should not be an unpleasant sensation. If your colon is tight, you might feel cramping as the water fills it. Tell me and we’ll halt the flow to give your colon a chance to relax. Understand?”
“Uh-uh,” she said and nodded.
“As the enema progresses you will start feeling a sense of fullness in your tummy. That is normal. It might make you uncomfortable, but you shouldn’t experience any strong or sharp pain. Tell us right away if you do. Do you understand all this?”
“Yes...”
“Then, here we go...” I handed the bag to Lori. “Hold it about this high and release the clamp. Hold onto the tube so you can pinch it off if you need to.”
Lori released the clamp and held the pouch fairly low for a gentle flow. “Can you feel it flowing in, Jess?” I asked.
“Yes...”
“Fight an urge to push it out...”
“Cramp,” she said.
“Lori, pinch off the tube. Take deep breaths, Jessica,” I coached. “Tell me when the cramp passes.” I turned to her mom. “Give her little short squirts ... just like that.”
“It’s better now,” Jessica reported.
“Let it flow again,” I instructed. Lori let go of the tube. “Jess, keep taking slow, deep breaths...”
“‘Nother cramp,” Jessica said.
Lori pinched the tube again. I nodded in approval. “That’s it. Don’t be in any hurry. Once the water gets past her lower colon it should go more smoothly.
“It’s gone,” Jessica said. “wasn’t as bad...”