Chapter 10 - Upgrades and Preparations

A/N: Well, I'm finally posting again, after far too long. A combination of things geting seriously  busy at work and a serious hard drive crash meant I got very little writing done for several weeks. Make sure you make regular backups, people!.

I should be able to write regularly from now on, so I'll try to get back to the weekly schedule.

Content for this chapter: anal rimming strap-ons

I was getting used to waking up in this bed with a warm body pressed to my side. In the couple of weeks since Verity had found me, I had been spending more and more time at Veronica's -- and now also Verity's -- house. I slept here pretty much every night, now. Those first few days Verity had often had us all join her in bed at nights -- or in the morning or afternoon, whenever she wanted us too, really -- but as the newness wore off, she usually just picked one or two of 'her girls' to join her.

I approved. Not that it wasn't fun, three or four women all playing together, under Verity's direction, but it got exhausting if it happened night after night. Sleeping like this, in a less crowded bed with just one other woman, was just as nice and often more comfortable. Now, as I woke up and untangled myself from the arm slung over my shoulders, I took a moment to take in Veronica's sleeping form, her auburn hair haloing her head on the pillow, and the bedcovers rumpled around her waist.

We had spent a nice time together the previous night, slower and gentler than the time Verity and Yumi had no doubt had, but I had come to treasure the times Veronica and I had together. Oh, I had plenty of fun with Yumi and I was always happy to serve Verity, but in the time we had know each other -- and had worked together almost every day -- Veronica and I had really clicked.

I stood beside the bed and stretched, catching a glimpse of my own naked body in the wardrobe -- Veronica kept the house nice and warm, since we, Verity's girls, spent so much time nude -- and yawning hugely while I glanced at the clock. I smiled and leaned down to poke Veronica's shoulder.

"Time to wake up, sleepyhead," I whispered.

"Wsfglh," she mumbled burrowing her face deeper into her pillow.

It took a couple more pokes for her to wake up and join me for breakfast, after a quick shower, which we share but during which Veronica wasn't awake enough yet for any fun.

We were by the window in the kitchen, nibbling on some toast, when Yumi walked in, looking magnificent in the morning sunlight even though her hair was a mess of tangles. I looked her over while she got herself some breakfast, noticing the various hickeys all over her body.

"Rough night?" I teased when she sat down.

She huffed a laugh as she stirred her cereal. "Verity was energetic last night," she said, smiling and rubbing her neck, "and she's been really into my hair lately.

"It is really striking," Veronica said.

"I know, and I like it, but whenever Verity gets her hands on it I need to spend an hour getting it back in order."

"I'll help you brush it," I offered. "It'll be at least another couple of hours before Verity gets up, so we've got time."

She nodded her thanks and continued eating breakfast.

***

We ended up having a nice, lazy morning, which was a good change of pace. Since I had become Veronica's assistant, we had spent far too many Saturday morning catching up on paperwork and preparing for the next week's meetings. It had gradually tapered off as I got used to her style of working and learned to anticipate what she would need me to do, and I was hopeful that soon we would both have our weekends back.

I knew that that would please Verity, as well. She understood that, to support her lifestyle, we needed to keep at our jobs, but she much preferred that we had the time available to spend with her.

Still, my thoughts were not on Verity as I sat on the couch, Yumi's back against my knees as I brushed her black hair, from root to tip, slowly turning it back from a tangled frizz into the smooth glossy waterfall she liked. In fact, I wasn't thinking about much of anything. Veronica was leaning into my side and there was some kind of movie playing on the television, and my mind was simply a haze of contentment.

The three of us were all half-dozing in the sunlight by the time Verity came downstairs.

I jumped in my seat when I heard the door behind me open, and looked to see Verity enter the room, dressed in her usual black t-shirt and skirt but with her hair still damp from the shower. She smiled at the three of us sprawled out on -- or in Yumi's case, in front of -- the couch, then yawned.

"I'm gonna have some breakfast, and then I need to talk to you," she said, padding over to the kitchen. "We've got to make some plans."

Next to me, Veronica shook herself awake and exchanged a look with me. I shrugged. Whatever Verity meant, she'd tell us what she wanted from us.

"I guess we should make ourselves presentable," I said, wiping a strand away from my mouth and sitting up straighter.

By the time Verity returned, all three of us were sitting on the couch in anticipation of her orders.

She entered and flung herself into the overstuffed armchair she had claimed as hers. Her eyes roved over us for a few moments, and I could just see the pink tip of her tongue peek out and lick her lips at the sight of us. I knew we looked good, all three of us naked on the couch, with the collars around our necks marking us as hers. I mischievously spread my legs a little and smiled at the way Verity's gaze was obviously drawn to my recently-waxed pussy.

Yumi broke the silence. "You wanted to make plans?" she asked.

Verity shook herself and grinned at us. "Right. Yes." She visibly took a moment to gather her thoughts. "You've been keeping in contact with that Chalmers girl, right?" she asked, looking at me.

"Joanie, yes," I replied. "I've been helping her prepare for-"

Verity waved a hand irritably. "Yes, yes. What I meant is, she's going to start at the university next week, right?" I nodded, and she continued, "And two weeks after that is her eighteenth birthday. So we should plan on how you're going to have her join us."

"It should be simple," I said, "I'll offer to help her settle in on campus, and I'll give her one of the charms as a welcome present."

"That's fine," Verity said. "But I was talking about afterward. It's good that you're planning to get to her quickly, before she makes too many friends who'd notice any change in her routine, but I'm thinking it would maybe be difficult to make her live here as well."

Next to me, Yumi nodded. "Yeah, I think so. People are going to notice if a college students starts living in a house with a couple of grown-up women. Her parents, at least."

Verity sighed. "That's what I was afraid of. I guess we're going to have to let her live in the dorms, then, and I'll just tell her to come over sometimes on the weekends."

"I know it's not what you'd prefer-" Veronica began, but Verity interrupted her.

"No, no, I agree with your approach. We've got to plan for the future, and even if that means I need to spend one of my charms on a less-than-ideal girl, at the moment, at least..." She shrugged. "I'm just looking forward to getting my hands on her. She's got that whole innocent look thing going on..."

I watched as she trailed off, gaze unfocussed for a moment. Joanie was a little young for me, but even I had to admit she was attractive enough, and Verity was closer to her in age.

"Anyway," she said, as her eyes turned back to us, "I wanted to make sure we were on the same page, there. Keep me updated," she told me. "The more immediate thing I wanted to tell you is that you're going to get company soon."

"We are?" I smiled as Yumi and Veronica spoke at the same time.

"Yes. I've finally found a good candidate for one of the charms!" She grinned. "So we're going to have to make a space ready for her here. I don't think she'll be living here, but she should be over often enough that we should make another bedroom ready."

"That's fine," Veronica said. "That's just a matter of airing out the guest room."

"But who's going to join us?" Yumi asked, eagerly. I knew she was still very aware that she was the new girl, even though I -- and even Veronica -- hadn't been with Verity that much longer. She was looking forward to introducing another girl to Verity's service.

Verity smiled widely. "She's a masseuse at the spa. I've gone there a couple of times lately, and the last few times I got this tiny little thing, five foot nothing but nice and curvy, and she's really good with her hands." She sighed happily. "I gave her one of the charms with her tip last time -- I told her it was a gift that didn't match anything I had -- so hopefully she'll be ready by the time I go back."

"What's her name?" Veronica asked, "And if she's not going to live her, where does she? I mean, do we need to get her a lot of closet space?"

"She's a senior in college, and she's living in the dorms right now. I don't know how she gets along with her roommate and stuff, so I don't know if people will get suspicious is she's over here a lot. I don't think she'll need too much closet space. She's gonna be naked most of the time, like you. And here name is Jennifer, but I think she looks more like a Jenny."

"So... We'll just prepare the guest room that we already have. There's a single bed in there and a linen closet that will fit a couple of outfits. Then she'll have someplace to store her stuff and sleep when she comes over," Yumi said, grinning as she added, "I don't think we need to hurry, though. I'm guessing she's going to spend the first couple of nights in your bed."

Verity laughed. "That's true. She's just so cute! I want to see what she looks like with her face between my legs..."

I smiled at her obvious glee, and found myself imagining what it would be like to initiate another woman into our little group. Before I'd met Veronica -- and Verity-- I had always thought of myself as pretty sexually monogamous, but now I found  myself looking forward to playing with different people, including this new addition. Verity's phrasing of 'her face between my legs,' in particular, had called up a vivid image from my imagination.

"Well, let us know when she's going to be here and we'll make sure there's a room ready," Veronica said.

"Sure. I'll probably go to the spa tomorrow, so with any luck she'll be here Monday. I'll want all of you here for her introduction, then."

I saw Yumi grin widely. "I wouldn't want to miss it!"

"You won't." Verity stretched and looked around at us. "That's about it for business today. I'm gonna play on the Playstation. You girls can do whatever you like, but stay at the house."

We all nodded, then in unspoken agreement moved toward the kitchen to clean up after Verity. Just as we reached the door, however, she called after us, "Oh! Now that I see you from this side," she leered, "I remember: put in those pretty plugs again, girls!"

"Yes, Verity," we chorused, Veronica wearing a look of mild trepidation while Yumi smiled toothily.

***

So, after tidying the kitchen,, we retreated to the master bedroom, where Yumi retrieved the toy box and took out the three jeweled plugs, her own big one and the two smaller ones belonging to Veronica and me.

She lubed up her own first, then turned and bent at the waist, flipping her hair to hang in front of her to give us a good view as she worked at her butt for a moment and then slid the plug home with a little gasp.

"I still can't believe that doesn't hurt," Veronica said, awed, from beside me.

Verity smirked at us as she gestured me onto the bed. "Just a matter of practice," she said.

As I crawled onto the bed a thought struck me. The few times we had worn these plugs, Veronica had needed quite a bit of stimulation to take hers. So, while Yumi was working on me...

"Come, lie down in front of me," I said as Yumi lubed up my plug.

Veronica looked confused for a moment, then smiled a took up position on her stomach. As I looked down at her upturned butt, the head between my legs, which had been present at a low level since we had heard about our new recruit, increased. I was mostly into boobs, but Yumi had opened my eyes to how much fun butts could be, and no-one could deny that Veronica's was very attractive.

I leaned down to spread her cheeks apart at the same time that Yumi did the same to me, and my tongue touched her tight little star just as Yumi's found mine. I went to work at once, my had quickly swimming with the sensations of Veronica's butt quivering under my hands and of Yumi's tongue licking and prodding at my own back door.

I slathered Veronica's ass with my saliva as her hole twitched under my tongue, tightening up and relaxing, but never wide enough to slip anything inside. I kept at it even as I felt my own butt begin to open up under Yumi's ministrations, and moaned when a slim finger slid inside me, squirming around while her tongue continued to play at the outside.

Finally, I felt Veronica's hole open slightly wider and quickly thrust my tongue deeper, smiling against her cheeks at her surprised gasp. Her butt tensed under my hands but I kept it spread wide while working at her with my tongue, the sensations of Yumi's finger -- now, fingers now, at least two -- in my own ass becoming part of the background as I lost myself in rimming Veronica for all I was worth. Gradually, as her moans filled the room, her butthole opened up further until I could finally insert a finger I rested my head on her butt and watched my fingers slide in and out of her spit-lubed hole. I was so fixated on my own task but the time I added a second finger that I barely noticed when Yumi pushed the plug against my own hole, which accepted it easily.

I was only pulled from my reverie when Yumi brushed my hair aside and kissed my cheek.

"It looks like she's ready," she whispered, covering my hand -- which was now thrusting three fingers into Veronica's hole -- with her own.

"Oh! Right!" I said, my eyes darting to where Veronica's head lay on the pillow, her eyes closed and her mouth open as she panted. She didn't respond to my outburst, and only moaned when I removed my fingers.

"You want to do it?" Yumi held up Veronica's plug, the jewel in the base glittering in the light while the plug itself glistened with lube.

"Sure."

Smiling, I took it from her hand. Yumi spread Veronica's butt apart again, and I took a moment to admire her twitching hole before placing the tip of the plug against it. A shiver ran through veronica's body, but she didn't move, even as I increased the pressure and slowly slid the plug inside. There was a little resistance as I reached the widest part, but then it popped inside and the colored jewel settled in place.

'All done!" I said, planting a light kiss on one of Veronica's round cheeks.

She stretched slowly on the bed, curving her back and wiggling her butt while she breathed in deep.

"It does get easier every time," she said, sitting up and kissing my cheek. "I like the way you prep me most, though."

I smiled. "I'll make sure to take my time preparing you even if when it gets easy for you."

"Thanks." Veronica swung her legs over the side of the bed and stood, turning her back to the mirror and twisting around so that she could see the silver metal and colored glass glitter between her cheeks. "It does look good." She yawned widely, then added, "I'm going to watch a movie. Anyone want to join me?"

"I will," Yumi said.

"Not me," I said, "I've got a couple of books I want to read, now that things of work have calmed down and I can properly relax."

"OK. See you at dinner, then!"

***

I spent the next hour or two curled up on the couch next to Verity, absorbed in my book. Verity was equally absorbed in her own game -- something loud and shootery, not my kind of thing -- so we didn't talk much. I made good progress in my book, and from Verity's exclamations her game was going pretty well, too. It was nice, some time spent simply being together.

Eventually though, after a frantic ten minutes or so where Verity had trouble staying still in her seat and jerked the controller all over the place, the sounds from the TV ceased and she leaned against me with a sigh.

"Man, that was a though one," she commented, dropping the controller on the couch next to herself.

I hummed sympathetically, only half paying attention to her, and stayed buried in my book.

I did notice when her hand snaked along my chest and pinched a nipple hard.

"Ah!" I yelped, turning to face Verity.

"*Now* I've got your attention, she smirked. "That last boss fight made me really tense. You should help me relax."

Understanding dawned as my attention came back to the here and now.

"Oh, sorry," I said, wincing a little as Verity twisted my nipple a little more, "What would you like me to do?"

Her fingers tightened on my nipple, pulling me closer. "I'm not wearing panties," she whispered, when we were nose to nose. "See what you can do."

She gave my nipple a last twist and let go. With a sigh, I closed my book --- marking my place first -- and slid off the couch, dropping to my knees in front of Verity. She was wearing her usual short black skirt. I slid it up her thighs, revealing more of her pale legs and finally, as promised, her bare, waiting pussy.

I could tell she was already getting excited, her clit getting hard and beginning to peek out of its hiding place while the first hint of wetness was already visible in her slit. It was a shame getting dragged away from my book , but this would still be fun.

I began slowly, first kissing one knee and then the other, then moving closer, alternating kissed between her thighs but moving slowly toward her center. Above me, Verity sighed. I'd chosen right then. She as usually all about getting straight to the point, but I liked to take my time, and occasionally, when she was in the mood, she let me.

I spread her thighs wider with my hand on her knees, making space for my head as I neared her crotch. I still avoided direct contact, licking my way along her inner thighs and moving to the other side each time I got within an inch or two of e edge of her pussy. My head, combined with her rumpled, hiked up skirt was beginning to block out the light, but by now I was so familiar with her body that I could work by touch.

When my tongue reached the point where Verity's thigh met her body, her legs trembled against my head and a hand landed in my hair. Her fingers curled tightly, trying to pull me forward. I resisted, still peppering the area with kisses, until it started to hurt. Then I let her pull me in. There was a sight that turned into a whine as I continued to tease, kissing and nibbling the soft skin just above her pussy. I enjoyed Verity's soft sounds of enjoyment, muffled sometimes by her thighs as they clamped tight around my ears. It was fun to tease her sometimes.

Eventually, however, she grew tired of it. Her fingers tightened again, pulling painfully on my hair, and she panted, "G-get to it already!"

Well, no getting around a direct order. My tongue trailed down her stomach until it hit her clit, now obviously hard and excited. Verity jumped as the tip of my tongue caressed it, then relaxed with a sigh as I continued on and licked lightly along her slit. I worked slowly, sliding my hands forward along her thighs and keeping her legs spread while I slowly opened her pussy with my tongue, gradually licking and savoring the scent and taste of her excitement.

Verity's hand tightened and relaxed in my hair, the rhythmic jolts of pain only adding to my own excitements as it built between my legs and low in my belly. When her pussy was dripping, I finally moved higher and just barely brushed her clit again, drawing a choked gasp from her before returning to my languid lick lower down. I worked for long minutes, slowly building up Verity's pleasure until my legs started to ache from keeping me in position.

When I shifted slightly so that I could keep going, Verity seemed to come out of her pleasure-haze. She caressed my hair for a moment and then said, her voice thick with lust, "G-good, but I'm n-not getting the best view like this. I didn't tell you to put in that pretty plug for nothing."

I paused, leaning back a little so that I could look at her past her rumpled skirt.

"What would you like me to do?"

She looked at me for a moment, her face flushed and her eyes wide, before she was able to decide.

"Here, help me get this stuff off," she ordered, lifter her butt so that I could take off her skirt while she pulled her top over her head.

I complied eagerly, and moments later she was naked, her pale skin glowing in the sunlight as she lay down on the couch. When she was in positions, she patted the seat and smiled at me.

"Come on, sixty-nine, and stick your butt out. I want to see that gem sparkle!"

I obeyed, settling my knees on either side of her and bending deeply at the waist until my mouth was once again in reach of her swollen pussy. As I bent down to taste her again, there was a sharp 'slap!' and a stinging pain in my butt cheek as she spanked me.

"Yeah, I've got good access like this," Verity said, her other hand landing on my other cheek an pulling my butt apart, making the plug move inside me.

I shivered at the pleasurable but -- still, after these weeks -- not entirely familiar sensation, and set to my task. I touched her clit more, from this angle, even as I concentrated on tongue-fucking her pussy as deep as I could. Verity didn't try to eat me out, not that I had expected her to, but busied herself with playing with my butt and the toy. Her fingernails -- blunt but a little ragged -- dig into my skin while she pulled lightly on the base of the plug and turned it gently, sending signals of pleasure from my welcoming hole up my spine that made me break out in goosebumps.

I tried to concentrate on Verity's pussy, but she didn't make it easy for me. When I wrapped my arms around her thighs so that I could spread her open with my thumbs, one of her hands moved to my pussy and slid a finger inside, pressing against the plug in my ass from the inside and making my butt feel even tighter. When I sucked on her clit and thrust a finger into her pussy, she pulled harder on the plug, stretching my hole until it almost released the toy.

In the past few weeks, I had had a tongue -- usually Yumi's -- at my asshole plenty of times. I had worn the plug often enough, lightly stretching me, the base nestled between my cheeks. This deliberate play, pulling at the plug and stretching me wider, was not as familiar. It made it difficult to concentrate on Verity, on thrusting into her with my fingers while I licked and sucked and nibbled on her lips and clit.

When she spanked me again, harder this time, I buried my face in her cunt to muffle my scream. She kept up a succession of light swats, not enough to really hurt but enough to keep my butt heated, and I fought to keep licking, keeping my mouth against her pussy in preparation for the next slap. It didn't come for a while. I heard a moan as I sucked hard on Verity's clit, and I responded by thrusting three fingers into her, hard. Fingers dug deep into the flesh of my butt while Verity's other hand yanked on the plug, stretching my hole so wide that it almost popped out.

It wasn't enough to get me anywhere close to orgasm but I could feel myself get wetter from the stimulation, which only spurred me on to finger-fuck Verity harder. Three of my fingers pistoned in and out of her squelching pussy as fast as they could, while my lips were wrapped around her clit as I tried to suck it and flick my tongue over it at the same time. Verity's hands trembled on my butt and her breathing turned into irregular moans and panting.

"M-more," she moaned, between gasping breaths.

My lips around her button curved into a smile and my hand sped up in pounding her pussy. I could feel her inner walls ripple and contract around my fingers as she neared her climax.

In the end, it was an extra-hard suck on her clit that did it. I felt a gush of her fluids against my chin as I thrust my fingers deep into her end left them there when she screamed with her climax. Her cunt squeezed my fingers almost painfully as she trembled beneath me.

I switched to steady, light licks as she rode out her orgasm and slowly regained her breath. Her legs struggled under me, little shocks each time I touched her overstimulated clit, but I kept going. She liked this sometimes, more pleasure than she was ready to handle. If she really wanted me to stop, she'd tell me.

Finally, she relaxed and let out a long sigh. And then came the spank I'd been expecting, hard enough to leave a stinging pain that faded only slowly, and no doubt a red hand-print as well.

"That's enough," she said, amusement audible in her voice.

I pushed myself up and bent my head to look at her between our bodies. Verity smiled at me.

"That was very good. I think you've earned a reward."

"Thank you, Verity," I said. I had a pretty good idea of how she was going to reward me.

I was mostly right. A minute later, I was lying face-down on the couch, my head on my arms, as Verity knelt over my legs and gently caressed my butt.

""I got you pretty good there," she said, "there's still a red spot."

I hummed a reply. She was right. My cheek still felt hot and a little tingly, though the pain had faded.

"Let me take a good look at this," Verity said, "I noticed that it almost popped out a couple of times just now."

She pulled lightly at the base of the metal plug and twisted it against the edge of my butthole. I couldn't help the little groan that escaped me. I was still pretty heated up.

"Maybe…" Verity continued, pulling a little harder until I had to tense my ass to keep the plug from escaping, "maybe it's time you upgraded to a bigger model? A nicer one, as your reward?"

I swallowed. My plug usually went in pretty smoothly, but anything bigger still made me nervous.

"Whatever you like, Verity."

"Hm." She continued playing with the plug, her other hand caressing my butt until it slid down, between my legs, and skimmed over my slit.

"Something to think about," she said, as I jumped a fraction in surprise, "but let's first see how it goes."

I sighed into the cushions of the couch as her fingers played with my lips, caressing the outside of my pussy and just barely pressing into my wet slit. The continued twisting and pulling at my plug punctuated the pleasure with shiver-inducing sensations.

Over the next few minutes, I almost melted into the couch as Verity continued playing with me. She wasn't usually gentle, but when she chose to, she was pretty good at the teasing. She hadn't touched my clit, and only a single finger had entered my pussy a few times, barely to the first knuckle but the constant touches had me floating on a cloud.

I was so relaxed that when she pulled a little harder on the plug, it suddenly popped out, leaving my hole gaping for a few moments before it reluctantly closed again.

"Sorry," I murmured, unable to summon up the proper contrition.

"No problem," Verity said quietly. She shifted on the couch, and I heard a metallic sound as she set the plug down on the table. "It's pretty, but I like getting a good look at your little butthole, too."

My cheeks heated with a blush. Unnecessarily, because Verity had seen every part of my body before, but her frank way of speaking and my vulnerable position apparently made me a little bashful. Still, I didn't have long to dwell on it because I suddenly felt Verity's breath on my hole, followed by her giving my butt cheek a playful bit. Her hand rubbed my reddened but in circles, caressing the sensitized skin for a few moments until she pulled that cheek aside. She laid her other hand on the opposite cheek and paused just a moment before pressing the pad of her thumb against my ass.

I groaned against my pillow at the contact, and my breath hitched when she gently increased the pressure until my hole relaxed and her thumb slipped in."

"Huh. You're very hot in here," she commented, flexing her thumb and pressing against the muscle. I didn't see any need to reply as the sensations she was provoking started melting my brain.

It was obvious that she had paid attention to Yumi when she was working at one of our buttholes, because she was soon working gently, skillfully at my hole, making little cooing sounds whenever it flexed or relaxed. At one point she retrieved some lube from somewhere -- possibly from under the couch; she had spent the last couple of weeks stashing lube and toys all over the house -- and drizzled it over my ass, the cold making me jump a little as she worked it into my hole.

Eventually, her thumb was replaced by two of her fingers, which she worked in and out of my asshole, spreading them apart to stretch it. Her other hand busied itself on my cheeks, rubbing them all over and giving me occasional light swats that didn't so much hurt as accentuate the pleasure.

When she added a third finger, I bucked my hips in surprise, but a harder swat and her legs clamping down around mine quickly persuaded me to relax and submit to what she was doing to me.

Three fingers pumped in and out of my ass slowly, and gradually it relaxed until the discomfort disappeared almost entirely, to be replaced by pleasure and a little amazement at how wide my ass was being stretched open. Her fingernails left trails o my cheeks, my thighs and my lower back, adding a little bit of pain to accentuate the pleasure. I relaxed again, lying limply on the couch as little moans escaped my mouth with every breath.

Verity removed her fingers abruptly, and I protested wordlessly. There was a rustling sound as Verity shifted position and the sound of something sliding over the carpet. The little part of my mind that hand not yet melted into insensibility under Verity's ministrations put the clues together and deduced that she was probable digging through a box of toys.

I was proven right a few moments later. First there was the sound of lube squirting from a bottle and being spread around, and a chuckle from Verity. Then a slippery hand pulled my ass cheek aside -- again -- and something poked against my hole. I could feel myself tense a little, but my hole was still relaxed enough that when Verity pushed a little harder, whatever toy she was using easily slipped inside an inch or two.

It didn't feel any thicker than the thickest part of the plug, though as Verity slowly pushed it deeper inside, I realized it was the same thickness all along its length. A dildo of some sort, then. It felt good, the light texture caressing my hole as Verity slid more and more of it inside, thrusting it deeper and deeper than anything had ever gone into my ass.

I groaned into the pillow at the... not uncomfortable, but unfamiliar... feeling. Finally, the base of the dildo bumped into my ass, and Verity held it there. I had never before felt so full. I usually quickly got used to the plug, but this length inside me and the way tits greater thickness kept my hole permanently stretched was impossible to ignore. I breathed deeply as Verity's hand kneaded my cheeks, and slowly acclimatized to the toy in my ass until it became more familiar, though still very noticeably there.

"Wow, you took that in one go," Verity said, sounding impressed.

"W-" I began, then breathed in sharply as Verity rotated the dildo, sending more feelings up my spine. "What is it?"

"Oh, just a dildo," she said, emphasizing her words with a spank on my ass that made my sphincter clench around th3e invading toy, "Not too thick, maybe an inch, but it's pretty long. Eight inches, at least."

"I- can feel that," I stammered. "It's so deep inside, much deeper than the plug."

Verity hummed thoughtfully. "Yes, it is."

Ever-so-slowly, she began withdrawing the dildo, every bit of texture stimulating my asshole as it was dragged out. I had difficulty breathing for a moment as the sensations overwhelmed my mind. When the last bit of it slid out, a gasping moan escaped me.

"Getting used to it?" Verity asked, her thumb playing over my slowly closing hole.

"Hmmm... yes," I groaned, feeling dazed with pleasure.

"Then I think you're ready for the next stip."

She shifted position behind me, and I heard the dildo hit the floor. There was a thought at the back of my mind that told my I should feel apprehensive about the gleeful anticipation in Verity's voice, but the sensations coursing through me made it hard to think coherently.

There was the slick sound of Verity applying lube to another toy. When she drizzled cold lube between my cheeks I jumped a little, but her firm hand on my hip held me in place, especially once she began working the lube into my hungry ass with a finger. Then I simply melted back into the couch , my own fluids joining the lube in no doubt staining the upholstery.

There was a grunt from behind me and Verity's finger faltered briefly in its caresses. Then Verity moved again, shuffling forward on her knees until her legs were in either side of my hips. The finger left my twitching hole and my ass was pulled open again. A lubed-up toy of some kind slid along my crack, making me moan again as it rubbed my asshole. I felt Verity move, and the tip of some kind of dildo touched my hole again.

"Yesss," I breathed, "give it to me, please." I made no attempt to keep the plaintive not out of my voice. The amount of stimulation that I had had thus far was making my body hum with pleasure, and I was desperate to finally cum.

"I will," Verity said, bending forward and kissing the back of my neck.

She pushed, and I moaned loudly as the head of her toy pushed past my entrance. To my addled mind, it seemed a little thinner than the dildo she had used before, but harder, more unyielding. My moan was joined by hers as the toy entered me deeper, sliding in easily until, finally, I could feel Verity's skin against my ass cheeks.

"Ah- A strap-on?" I stammered.

Verity grunted. Her hand left my ass, and a moment later both of them appeared beside my head. She flexed her hips, grinding against me and moving the dildo inside me ass.

"Yes," she panted, "it's in my cunt as well."

I didn't even try to reply or hold back my groan as she pulled back, withdrawing the toy from me until only the very tip remained inside.

"I'm gonna fuck you hard," she said, breathing harshly.

She thrust forward, not in slow strokes as she had done with the other toy but hard, the feeling almost painful as she pounded her dick into my ass. The wet sound of lubed-up skin filled my ears as she began to thrust in and out, not very fast at first but plenty hard and deep. The toy filled by ass to the root time and time again, making my hole stretch and spasm around it.

The only stimulation my clit was getting was from my whole body being pushed into the couch by Verity's increasingly fast thrusts, but I could feel myself get wetter and wetter as the fake cock fucked my ass. It was a big step from wearing a little plug, but I quickly found myself moaning and breathing harshly as my ass was fucked hard. The little bit of pain quickly faded, replaced by an overwhelming feeling of pleasure.

"Mmm... Yes!" I panted into the pillows. As Verity Sped up, any further words I might have said turned into incoherent moans of pleasure.

"You like it, don't you?" Verity moaned. The other end of the strap-on was clearly pleasuring her as well. "You're- my- little- butt-slut!" she added, punctuating her words with a series of deep, hard thrusts.

"YeUh!" I groaned. I normally wasn't that much into dirty talk, but Verity's possessive tone only made me hotter.

I heard Verity's breath by my ear as she worked a hand under me and roughly groped my breast. The feelings of her skin against mine, of her cock pounding my ass, the pain as she pinched my nipple all combined into one big whirlwind of sensation that made my head spin. As she kept fucking my ass, all I could get out where moans and whimpers of pleasure, even when the continued thrusts pushed me to the point of orgasm.

"Gnah c- chUh," was all I managed to say.

Whether Verity understood me or not, she kept going, and a second later my climax overcame me Stars flashed in front of my eyes and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I just barely noticed that I squirted all over the couch before I lost all sense of my surroundings.

When I came to, I was sandwiched between the couch and a warm weight resting on my back. My asshole was clenching convulsively and felt achingly empty.

"Wuh?" I mumbled as I slowly came back to myself.

"Welcome back," Verity murmured in my ear. I felt her move on top of me, and then she rolled off. She ended up on her side next to me on the couch, her face close to mine as she looked into my eyes.

I blinked muzzily, but could think of nothing to say.

"Wow, I guess you really are a butt-slut," Verity teased. "I've never seen you cum like that, and just from getting fucked up the ass..."

She was right. I had never cum this hard. Her way of putting it was a little crude, but...

"*Your* butt-slut," I mumbled, blushing.

I realized I didn't mind a little crudity, as long as it -- and I -- was hers, and basked in her surprised laugh.

"Yes, mine," she said, with satisfaction. "You did very well. I think that deserves a reward, and I think you're ready for this now."

She smiled and held up another plug, considerably wider than the one I had been wearing.

"Like it," she asked, as she spun it around. The light glittered off the polished metal and the deep purple 'gem' in the base.

"Yes, Verity," I said, feeling only a little apprehensive at the size.

"Good, then you can wear this one from now on. I'm sure you'll eventually be able to work your way up to one as big as Yumi's."

She patted my cheek and stood up, the strap-on -- a black strapless one, I saw now -- still swinging between her legs.

"Now come. I need a shower, and someone to scrub my back."

***

When we finished our shower, Veronica immediately took off back toward the living room, eager to continue her game. I, hearing voices from one of the spare rooms, joined Veronica and Yumi in getting the room ready for our newest addition. I took a moment to appreciate the two naked women from the doorway before they noticed me.

"Hey," Veronica called, "Verity finally done with you?"

I smiled as I entered the room and picked up one end of the bed covers to help her make the bed.

"Yes. She's gone back to her game."

The other two nodded. Then Yumi tilted her head and looked me up and down. "That's a new plug," she commented.

I could feel myself blush. "Verity thought t was time for an upgrade."

"Oh, is it bigger?" Veronica asked, looking a little apprehensive.

"Yes." I sighed and turned to Yumi. "I'm really starting to understand what it is you like about this butt stuff."

"Oh?" She raised an eyebrow. "We thought we heard something from the living room."

"I guess I was pretty loud," I admitted, "Verity had a strap-on, and I don't think I've ever cum so hard."

"From... butt stuff?" Yumi teased.

I nodded, feeling my blush darken my cheeks further.

"It's good that you're finding out what you like," Veronica said. Her voice was serious but her mouth twitched at the corner and her eyes sparkled. "Especially if Verity's happy with it."

"Oh, she is."

I busied myself with straightening the bed for a few minutes, then added, "She said that she wants us to put on a show when Jenny gets here."

I watched as apprehension and eagerness fought each other on the other women's faces. I knew what they were thinking, because I had thought the same thing when Verity had announced her intention to me in the shower. They were looking forward to welcoming a new member of our little group and showing off to her, and nervous because she would, after all, be a stranger at first.

I'd mostly gotten over my apprehension, and was now just looking forward to having the new girl join us in Verity's service. I smiled to myself as I fluffed a pillow. No doubt the other two would enhjoy what Verity was going to have us do.
