A Proper Young Woman's Guide to Anal Etiquette - Chapter 17
By: Lord Odie
The Obligatory Disclaimer
The following is a work of pure sexual fiction and is intended for adult audiences ONLY. If you are under the age of 18, please stop reading NOW and go tell your parent and/or guardian that you need stricter internet supervision. Any physical resemblance to a real person that any fictional character herein may bear is probably intentional and is meant as a compliment. Furthermore, all fictional characters in the following fantasy are consenting adults over the age of 18. They are also BDSM professionals and good at what they do. So please, don't try anything that you're about to read at home, if such things were even physically possible. If you still insist on trying things at home, please send all pictures and feedback to me about the experience. If I can't stop you, I can at least make sure you're doing it right. Consider yourself disclaimed.
Locker Room Talk
"I mean, seriously!" Wanda said with earnestness. "Where is the government censorship for television these days? Isn't live TV supposed to have like a ten second delay to catch things like that!?"
"It is. But sometimes they just miss things," replied Laura to her workout partner with a frown.
"Well, I hope some incompetent producer gets fired over it!" continued the other woman.
Laura and Wanda were discussing a wardrobe malfunction that occurred during a Prime-Time movie awards ceremony the previous night. The favored contender to win best lead actress, Claudia Onassis, was interviewing on the red carpet. She was flashing her flawless smile as she effortlessly plugged her newest movie and talked about her favorite charity at the same time. The tight bodied, immensely chesty blonde woman wore a spaghetti strap, nearly sheer, deep burgundy evening gown with a plunging neckline down to her pelvic bone. The thin material came over her shoulders and only spread out to cover her large nipples - albeit just barely - but everything else of her award-winning bosom was on full display. Her side view as she had talked to the cameras allowed the audience to see all her under-boob behind the loose-fitting dress. The outline of her obviously clamped and rock-hard nipple was clearly discernable - if not visible - through the thin material. The back of her elegant dress plunged down to the crease of her large, shapely ass, leaving the top couple of inches of her black panties visible as they came out of her crack and contoured over her cheeks. In and of itself, the gown was pretty run of the mill for red carpet attire.
However, bad timing and a gust of wind had come at just the wrong time - or maybe, the right time? - as she did a little twirl to show off her designer gown. The left side of her dress fell from her shoulder. She had managed to turn away from the camera and catch the material before a nipple slipped out on national television, but as she did so the back of the dress dropped down half a foot to reveal her gaping bottom hole. Claudia's black panties had actually been six-point gaper panties that pulled her raw, red sphincter into a large hexagonal shape. She had lost her composure instantly and apologized repeatedly to the reporter and the home audience, but the tabloids had immediately had a field day with it. Within minutes of the mishap, every seedy internet publication - and even a few of the semi-reputable ones - had close-up, high-definition imagery of Ms. Onassis's widely gaping asshole plastered all over their front pages. One of the country's most popular podcasts had even devoted their entire morning show to the incident. They'd dissected the video to determine that Claudia's asshole had been gaped to exactly 7.35" wide and that she'd last been recently fucked by a medium- or heavy-grit punishment dildo of roughly the same diameter. It was their highest rated episode so far this year! Even the normally conservative and considerably more regulated television networks reposted the imagery as well, although with the actual taboo bits censored out.
By mid-morning, most of Claudia's sponsors had dropped her over the scandal and she'd lost a good deal of her upcoming movie roles as companies distanced themselves from her. She'd probably recover eventually, but her immediate career had taken a heavy hit. The whole fiasco once again proved that in the United States, you don't talk about anal dilation. You just practice it privately in the comfort of your own home, or semi-privately in certain acceptable locations where it couldn't be hidden.
It was quite an outrage, and it was all Laura had heard about all day. Quite frankly, she was getting tired of hearing about it. Wanda - on the other hand - was all into celebrity gossip and would probably continue talking about it for days - if not weeks - to come. So, Laura just sighed mentally and went with it.
"The network has already been fined by the FCC several billion dollars for the slip," Laura pointed out.
"A drop in the bucket!" Wanda shot back. "It's just not... not... proper! Showing a woman's bottom like that! If that had been me, I'd have died of embarrassment right there on the spot!"
Laura decided to try a different tactic; one she hoped wouldn't backfire against the fiercely conservative brunette. "Don't you ever think this whole thing is just a little bit... hypocritical?"
Wanda paused in thought for a second before replying, "What do you mean?"
Laura had to stifle a full-throated guffaw at her friend's confused expression. Seriously? Laura exclaimed to herself.
Currently, 43-year-old Wanda, her 20-old daughter Jill, 46-year-old Laura, and her 18-year-old daughter Cora, had just finished working out at their local gym. The quartet were currently in the communal shower in the woman's locker room washing off the sweat from their strenuous hour-long workout. There was no hiding the fact that almost the entire female population practiced 'secret' extreme anal dilation in a locker room, or a shower - and certainly not in a locker room's shower! So rather than try and hide or downplay something that physically could not be, health clubs catered to it. Enema equipment, lubrication dispensers, daughter changing stations, complimentary plug washing services were commonplace and were all included in the price of basic memberships.
At this very moment, both Laura and Wanda were on their knees in the shower behind their respective daughters. Jill and Cora were pressed up against the shower wall next to each other with their asses sticking out and their legs slightly spread. Each young woman reached back to spread her ass cheeks widely. Their mothers held a rubber enema nozzle in one of her hands. Those hands were currently buried deeply into the girls' rectums.
Laura was meticulously rinsing out Cora's rectal tract with pleasantly warm water. Her hand gripped the nozzle's handle firmly as she rotated it in this direction and that to flush out every nook and cranny of Cora's deep colon. Her daughter's perfect ass cheeks were currently wrapped around Laura's elbow as she went about her task. The mostly clean water escaped from Cora's butt past the opening between Laura's arm and the rubber hose as they both disappeared into the teenager's body. Laura's other hand was busy furiously working her daughter's sensitive clit to keep her relaxed throughout the procedure. It was still considered impolite to cum in public, so Laura would slow down whenever she sensed her daughter was getting too close.
Wanda was similarly treating her daughter Jill to a near identical cleansing. Although, the slightly older girl was a little more experienced than Cora and was getting a little more advanced attention. Wanda was several inches past her elbow up her daughter's obviously well-trained sphincter, and her whole first was sunk into the younger woman's cunt. Her hand made a soft squishing noise inside the drenched hole as she worked it in and out and in quick, half circles. Glancing upwards, Laura noted that the effect on Jill was obviously pleasant. The young sandy haired blonde woman had her eyes closed and was moaning softly as she bit her lower lip to keep from crying out too loudly.
Cora was similarly trying to keep her obvious enjoyment of the thorough backside flushing and clit fingering as low key as possible. Both girls moaned and gasped as softly as they could manage as their mothers worked over their holes while touching the most sensitive parts of their young bodies in ways that only loving mothers ever could.
Despite the dirty water splashing onto the shower's floor, the plethora of shower heads raining water down on the women quickly washed it away. The smell wasn't as issue either as warm, scented air was constantly being circulated through the room.
"Hypocritical. Like that our entire society is so uptight and ultra-conservative that everyday women's issues like our anal health and wellbeing are such taboo topics that no one can even mention them outside of the home, the doctor's office, or a locker room? Look at Europe! They embrace it, and their happiness levels are considerably higher than ours are!"
Wanda still looked confused at the very idea of hypocrisy in any form. Jill made an annoyed sound after a few seconds as her mother paused to consider the idea. "Sorry, honey," she said and resumed the workout she was giving her daughter's ass and pussy.
"I'm still not sure I follow you..." Wanda continued. "There are just things that shouldn't be discussed in public."
Laura looked around her. Beyond the two mother daughter pairs she was a part of, there had to be at least 25 naked women in the spacious shower room. It was late afternoon, and this was the gym's peak hour. Every single one of them either wore a thick workout plug or had already discarded their plug for their showers and their empty anuses gaped open obscenely. Including Jill and Cora, half a dozen women were currently receiving enema fistings. Three showers down to Laura's right, a hard-bodied blonde woman in what looked to be her late thirties was administering enemas to two younger versions of herself at the same time. The two younger women were positioned side by side as their presumed mother worked each of her hands and arms deep into both of their well-trained nether holes simultaneously. Across from them, two very attractive twenty-something women - whom Laura assumed were a couple - were in the process of changing places after the first had already been thoroughly cleaned out. Turning her head, Laura saw two other women who were just introducing themselves to each other. She could only make out bits and pieces of their conversation over the sound of dozens of showers running, but she got enough to understand that one woman's normal workout partner couldn't make it today and asked if the stranger could clean her out. The other woman nodded pleasantly before picking up an enema nozzle and kneeling down to get to work. The first woman gasped softly as her thick plug was pulled free and handed up to her. She dutifully began licking it clean as the second woman's hand, wrist and arm disappeared up the standing woman's backside with little effort.
"Hypocritical as in we're not allowed to talk about anal dilation or plugs in decent company. While at the same time being dilated and plugged. Hypocritical in that the female news anchors who are ranting about the state of moral decay in our society as they discussed Claudia Onassis's wardrobe malfunction, have their own backsides just as widely dilated as they sit behind their anchor desks. Hypocritical in that the slightest visible bulge of our abdomens from the huge plugs we all wear on a daily basis could get us arrested for indecency?" Laura explained as she worked her arm slowly down and out of Cora's now squeaky-clean rectum.
Wanda considered what her workout partner had said as she worked her own hand and arm out of Jill's bottom. "No. I just don't see it," she finally concluded. "I think you've been watching way too much liberal biased media, Laura," she added.
