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Wilder Nights
As Amanda walked down the hall towards Naomi's room, she briefly paused at the doorway to her two kid sisters' room. Just as her mother had observed half an hour ago, Cora was still jackhammering her sizable toy into the exhausted ass of an obviously orgasmed-out Emily. The poor girl simply lay where she was - not that she was going to go anywhere, restrained wrist and ankle to the bed like she was - and took the vicious pounding to her nether hole with exhausted-sounding grunts and moans. Despite the vacant look in her red and puffy eyes, it was obvious to Amanda that Emily was still very much enjoying all the loving attention she was getting from her sister.
We'll get that tight little ass of hers nice and opened up before not too much longer, Amanda thought to herself, as she watched the continuing anal violation of her eighteen-year-old sister. After all, there're a lot of horny women in this house who'd love nothing better than to break in a brand new hole! Amanda smiled slyly and made a mental note to arrange for some sisterly bonding time in the next few days for Emily and herself. She and the young woman had a lot of catching up to do; not that she intended anything like talking to be involved in their bonding!
Despite wanting to stay and watch the wickedly hot scene play itself out, Amanda hurried off to Naomi's room to check in on her.
Upon entering the room - without knocking, and uninvited - Amanda crossed to her sister's bed and flopped herself down. "So. How're you doing, sis?"
"I'm late, that's how I'm doing," Naomi responded as she finished getting dressed for work at Gapers: 'Fine European Dining at an Affordable Price'. Unlike a certain restaurant chain from earlier in the century named after the call of an owl, Gapers didn't try to pass itself off as a family restaurant. In actuality, it was what strip clubs from the previous century had developed into when they'd had to evolve along with an ever-changing society. Topless women pole dancing had long since become passé. After all, you could see more flesh at most public beaches since America had adopted Europe's more liberal attitude toward bare-breasted women in public. The new risqué was women publicly displaying their distended anuses to a paying audience. While Naomi wasn't a performer herself - Laura would have kicked her out of the house if she'd ever found out - she was 'merely' a waitress (although the waitress uniforms at Gapers left very little to the imagination). Laura still didn't approve one bit, but at least she allowed Naomi to continue to live under her roof despite her distasteful job.
Her work schedule was erratic, but this week's work hours had been more sporadic than usual and Naomi was none too happy about it. She had to be at work early tonight and she'd be leaving pretty soon; Naomi would be home in the early morning hours, after she helped close the restaurant. Of course, she should have been gone twenty minutes ago, but Amanda's help in ensuring Naomi was properly cleaned out had delayed her by almost half an hour.
"Mother hates me wearing these things out in public," Naomi commented as she pulled on one of her many pairs of black satin French cut gape panties, "which I think is just a bit hypocritical of her since I've seen her wear them on quite a few occasions when Dad was around," she added rebelliously.
At first glance, gape panties, or gapers, looked like normal crotch-less panties worn by most women on a daily basis - if panties were worn at all that was - before the differences became apparent. While most panties had a string in the back to ride over the base of a plug that was inevitably packed into the nether hole, the back of gapers instead came together in six adjustable straps ending in smooth metal hooks. Two straps went between the legs on either side of the pussy mound, two passed around the back of the legs where the ass cheek met the top of the thigh, and two came over the butt from above. The hooks were then inserted into the anus and pulled firmly apart until a wide fleshy pink cavern could be seen between two heart shaped ass cheeks. The more shapely the ass, the better the gape's effect; and it went without saying that all the Wilder women - regardless of their shape - had amazing asses!
Naomi had purchased these particular gapers from an online retailer in Berlin; and they came equipped with some extra features that were hard to find over here in the New World. While most traditional gape and crotch-less panties were designed to fully display the entire genital region, Naomi's pair only displayed the bottom two thirds of her cleanly shaven pussy lips. This allowed a standard or dilation catheter to be inserted into the urethra and become locked in place as the rest of the undergarment was secured around it. A small hole was conveniently designed into the front of the panties for the drainage port of the catheter to slip through.
Naomi held the panties in place with the tube extending from the base of the dilation catheter poking through the small hole. She'd already inserted the catheter and expanded up her pisshole before Amanda came in.
"True, but most women wear them with little black dresses or something," Amanda countered, "for occasions where corsets may be inappropriate and the abdominal bulge of a normal dilator plug would be... embarrassing. And what size is that thing anyway?"
"Oh, this?" Naomi asked motioning to her plastic piss plug. "It's only five eight's inches thick; I'm still working on wearing larger ones for extended periods of time. I'm really glad Nana gave us these things; they're great!" she said enthusiastically.
"Why am I not surprised you'd love them?" Amanda said shaking her head. "Anyway, your uniform skirt barely passes for a thick belt, that could be one of the reasons mother doesn't approve," she added holding up Naomi's deep red micro-mini skirt. When properly secured around Naomi's waist, the garment barely covered the top half of her firm bottom; leaving her wet pussy in front and gaping hole in back plainly visible to anyone who cared to look, and there would be a lot of people wanting to look when she got to work. After all, the girls with the biggest gapes invariably got the best tips. Naomi prided herself on being one of Gaper's top earners; for non-performers at least. If her mother would allow her to go up on stage she could probably double or triple her weekly pay check.
