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I, Buffy	By : LL72 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > FemmeSlash - Female/Female Views: 150658 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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"You want fries with that?" it was a question for the trucker sitting at the table in front of me. He was fat, with hair in places that really shouldn’t have any and with not enough of it in places that should. Grease stained his shirt, showing either this was not his first meal today or that his employers did’t put much care into providing spare uniforms.
There was a pause as he seemed to consider. I tapped my notebook impatiently with my pen. It wasn’t a hard question I’d asked, he was so big that he was obviously an ‘extra portion of fries with everything’ kinda guy. But perhaps he was dieting from the way he looked at the plastic coated menu in front of him like it was about to reveal the secret of life. I tapped my pen again, harder this time and with enough force to put a small dent in my pad.
As I waited I looked across the cafe. It was quiet; a couple of addicts trying to make a coffee last, a tramp trying to decide how to spend the dollar a passer-by had just flicked him, a couple of grandmas who find the hideous red décor and brain-numbing tedium less painful than sitting alone in their apartment. And a blonde, I vaguely recognised. She saw me looking and gave a small smile; her jeans were torn as was her T-short and her red lippy was so bright that Cordy would have said it was trashy. Looking at her I still couldn’t place her, she was on the edge of my memory, like an actor you vaguely recognise from a movie you’ve forgot. I shrugged, it didn’t really matter I guess I must have seen her as I walked to the cruddy motel room I was renting.
The fat man looked up from the menu, "Extra fries."
Miss Calendar is lying on the bed, her head at an angle. Not a nice angle, not a sexy seductive angle, but one that isn’t possible if you’re alive. I look at her, she’s pale, so pale. My guts somersault, as I hear someone shrieking and crying. Even now I don’t know if it was me or Giles or Will, or even Xander. But we all sympathise, we know how the screamer feels. For we all know what death is, it is Sunnydale, we’ve seen enough. But this is different, this is someone we knew, someone who we will never see again.
And it is worse for me than they know. The picture is from Darla, a sketch of me. The others think the nude silhouette is from her imaginings and they tell me how sick and disturbed she must be. I know it is from her memory; a message from Darla and her sidekick Dru they remember that night I didn’t stake them. It a message to me about the vampire code; weakness is for fools.
"Here you go," I gave the fat trucker my smilie face as I put down the heart attack on a plate in front of him.
"Thanks peaches," he said. I turned and prepared to slowly mooch towards the old couple who looked like they wanted a refill of coffee.
I suddenly straightened as I realised fat trucker’s hand wasn’t on the fork or knife, where it was supposed to be, but on my butt. I waited for a moment, unsure whether this was just an accidental brush or whether he really was feeling me up. He lifted my skirt, which kinda answered the question.
"Get your hands of me, you paid for burger and fries and that’s all you’re getting," I turned to the fat pervert.
He looked at me with a cocky impression, as if it was his God given right to feel up teenage waitresses in down market diners, "Hey girlie, you’re strutting around with an ass that good, any man who ain’t gay ’s gonna want a feel."
I smacked him.
The puddle on the library floor is red, a deep, dark red. My brain knows it is blood but refuses to accept it. It can’t take it even though Kendra is lying splayed out with a ragged hole in her throat, leaking it out. I pick up her stake, the stupid, dumb girl even named it – ‘Mr Pointy’. I, try not to look at her body; I don’t want to remember how she laughed or talked or smelt.
This time it was Dru who’d done the killing. She’d sliced Kendra like she was an orange and with as much feeling. I hold the stake. I’m going to clean this town, I’m going to finish Darla and Dru, then when I’m finished, I retire. I just need to speak to Mom first, make sure she’s not in danger. And then those bitches are dust…
"I should be calling the police," Al of Al’s Diner shouted at me as I walked out the door. He wouldn’t we both knew, not cos they’d have questions about his customers feeling up waitresses, but they might check in his kitchen. And even if the cops couldn’t shut down cockroach infested dens, I was betting they knew people who could. But then I didn’t want to speak to them either, there might be questions I didn’t want to answer.
"You’re fired," Al screamed after me. I didn’t reply, after sending one of his customers half-way across the room with a broken nose I had guessed Al wasn’t going to make me ‘Employee of the Month.’
I didn’t regret leaving, the job had been crap, the pay terrible and while Mr Fat Trucker had taken more advantages than most, Al and the kitchen boy both saw it as a perk of their employment to try and gaze at my ass as I walked past. But I needed the money; the motel I staying at wanted money in advance for each night’s stay and I had none of it.
Mom is shouting, storming and screaming. She can’t get I’m not just Buffy Summers her daughter, her lover, but I’m Buffy Summers, The Vampire Slayer. She’s clenching her fists, white with anger. I don’t get it, she knows who I am, what I am, but she doesn’t seem to be able to accept it. She’s incoherent – telling me it’s too dangerous, Darla killed Jenny, Dru killed Kendra; they’ll both kill me. Then she’s saying it’s my fault I should have staked them when we were all in bed. She may be right.
She tells me if I leave the house I should never come back.
I pause.
I open the door.
It is a warm night, but there seems a chill.
It was typical, the owner of the motel wouldn’t let me have a room until I paid the night’s rent in advance. He had laughed when I promised him double next night, though at least after he threw me out (not literally), he did toss my bag after me (literally). It landed in a puddle.
The was a blast of thunder and the rain hit again, coming down like I was standing under a very cold shower. You’ve not known wetness until it trickles down your back like a cold deathly finger. Lucky I found some shelter under a doorway until it began to ease. It wasn’t a moment too soon that it stopped; the smell was so bad I was thinking freezing water soaking me through might be preferable; I didn’t know what had died in the doorway, but it had been gone a hell of a long time to stink like it did.
I needed money and I needed it fast, before I froze. I started to walk along the street, hoping something would turn up or I’d be seeking cover in a cardboard box.
It is over. Darla’s expression was imprinted on my mind, her look of shocked horror as she realised my stake had got her would be a burned into my memory forever. I can see Dru running, she would get to the blacked out car before I could reach her. I find myself not minding, I’d got Darla, without her sire Dru was mad and bad, but without the same evil purpose. Someday someone would spike her, but not me, not tonight.
I am done, done with Slaying. Let someone else take it on, if there were still going to be monsters let the Slayer who replaces Kendra deal with them. My foot brushes through the remains of Darla, the ash covers my pumps. I shake it off and pick up my bag.
Time for a new life, time to go.
"Buffy…Buffy Summers," It was the blonde from the diner. She sounded diffident and nervous as if she was scared I would bite her head off; though I suppose she might have a point as a couple of hours earlier she had seen me punch a man off his seat.
I carried on walking. I’d come to LA to lose myself, I didn’t want to get involved in a conversation because that might mean we’d become friends. I didn’t want friends.
"Buffy…" she said again, I could hear her jogging after me, "Buffy Summers… Hi…"
I wondered how she knew my name, we hadn’t spoken and everyone in the diner called me ‘Blondie’ ‘Girlie’ or ‘Peaches’. I guessed I would soon find out. I could hear her footsteps getting closer, the only way she wasn’t gonna catch up with me was if I broke into a run and I was too tired to bother. I stopped and turned, she slowed down.
"Hi, Buffy Summers?" she asked
"Who are you?"
I answered her question with a question, but it seemed to be a ‘yes’ to her as she smiled, "I guess you don't recognise me," I shook my head, as she continued, "I was calling myself Chantarelle then. I used to . . .I was in that cult that worshipped vampires. So lame, I know . . . I’m Lily now. I call myself Lily."
"Sure," I replied. I looked at my watch. Mom had bought it me for my sixteenth, "Look I gotta go. I might see you around."
I turned and walked down the street, I didn’t want friends. Luckily for me Lily decided I needed one. She paused for a second, digesting my mood and then skipped after me, "Hey, Buffy you got anywhere to stay?"
I shook my head. A droplet of water dripped from my fringe and slid my nose, "I’m temporarily between accommodation," I admitted.
She smiled, "I know what it’s like when you first come here. I was the same, crap motels if I was lucky, literally on the streets if I wasn’t," she paused and stepped back to look me up and down. After a moment she stepped forward again and took a lank strip of my wet hair in her hand; she frowned and tutted. Then she dropped my hair and gave another smile, "Look Buffy, you did me a favour - let me do you one."
"What? It doesn’t involve virgin sacrifices does it?" I asked.
Lily laughed, "Not this time. Look I’ll tell you something, you’re good looking, sexy - you can make money in this city."
"You can? Not waitressing, that’s for sure," I said.
"You like girls?" she said, abruptly changing the subject. The look she gave me suggested she already had guessed the answer, I must have been a bit obvious in checking out some of the attractive customers. She waited for my nod before continuing, "You’re attractive, y’know."
I blushed, "Thanks, um you’re not so bad yourself."
"This isn’t a pick up," she laughed, then she paused and her rearranged her features into a more serious look, "Well it is in a way, I guess."
"You’re making about as much sense as a French film," I said. She was kinda cute and I was looking for a place to crash so a quick bang would work well for me, all she had to do was say so…
She smiled at me, a glimmer from a streetlight catching her eyes and making them look like sapphires, "Sorry. I’ll be straight up. I’ve got a… friend… or perhaps acquaintance…" she paused. And if that was making sense Giles is a German Hip-Hop artist. I waited patiently for her to continue, "… okay client may be the best way to describe her. She wants to party… you know what I mean by party?"
"Ice cream and balloons," I said cheerfully, before smiling and licking my lips, "Or fucking."
"The second," confirmed Lily.
"Good. I hate balloons," I replied, before adding, "Ice-cream, I’m okay with."
"Noted," said Lily, "Anyways, I have this client she wants to fuck tomorrow night and she wants me to bring a friend. I was going to give a call to some other girls to see if any fancied it, but if you’re up for it? I’ve got some expenses cash for a pedicure and trip to the Mall, and we get to spend the night in a plush hotel. With a Jacuzzi thrown in, plus a few dollars. What you say?"
I was silent for a moment, it was a big step – I mean I’ve had a pretty active sex-life, but this was moving the boundaries further than I imagined before. I mean, a Jacuzzi, that sounds kinky. Still I’d nothing else going on, "I’m in."
*
I spent the night in Lily’s apartment. With every creak of a floorboard or bang of a pipe I was awake waiting for Lily to sneak in and spread my legs for me. She didn’t, behaving like a complete lady – bitch!. In the seven days since I’d run away the only action my holes had received had been self-induced and as a Slayer who was used to twice-daily (at least) ploughings I was so screaming for a good hard bout I’d have jumped Principal Snyder…
What can I say – our client tonight was going to have to deal with my pent up sexual energy; I just hoped she was strong enough to manage…
*
It turned out to be a good day; when Lily said she’d got expenses she wasn’t kidding. Following our visits to the salon, spa and a massage parlour I’d forgotten cold nights under a threadbare sheet wondering whether I’d be eating tepid baked beans or if I could afford a couple of slice of bread for breakfast. And that was before we hit the Mall; it was like I was fifteen again, with no idea of my destiny of being the chosen one. Lily and I hammered the expense account, expensive shoes, sexy dresses and slutty underwear – none of it might have been cheap, but as we admired ourselves in the mirrors we knew we were worth it.
And then I saw our client. I don’t know why, but in my mind I’d drawn her as a twig like spinster, with a moustache – I was still so horny I’d have bent over without a regret, but I’d have closed my eyes first. Instead she was an attractive redhead in her early twenties, her dark dress even more expensive than even the ones we were wearing and the ear-rings which hung from her ears contained real diamonds, or fakes so good they dazzled.
She got up from the table as we approached and held out her hand, "Virginia Bryce," she purred.
"B…Buffy Summers," I said.
"Lily," Lily’s response was as seductive as a warm wave.
"I’ve ordered some wine," said Virginia gesturing for us to sit down, "I hope you don’t mind white."
"Not at all," said Lily.
I nodded to show I was content, not that I was a winey buff, I leave that type of thing to Giles. Virginia clicked her finger and the waiter who had been loitering to one side shuffled over like a penguin, with three menus. I opened it and my head swam. Normally where I eat you get a choice between pizza or burger, or if it’s real splash out there might be steak. Oh, and they write in English. Virginia smiled, "I recommend the lobster."
"Lobster’s good," I said to the waiter. He sniffed and wrote my order down.
"Lobster for me as well," said Lily.
"Make it three," said Virginia. Then as the waiter looked down to his pad she gave a long, seductive wink across the table, "Oh and could we have some oysters as a starter. We’ll share."
"Oui, mademoiselle," said the waiter. He bowed and scurried away.
Virginia raised her glass and smiled, "Here’s to an enjoyable evening."
I joined her and Lily in the toast; looking at the two of them in their silky dresses with the low cut cleavage I could feel my pussy start to tingle in excitement and anticipation. It was all I could do to stop myself hoisting my dress up and my panties down and using the neck of the wine bottle to give myself satisfaction. And as the oysters came, well they are an aphrodisiac… I watched Virginia suck the meat from the shell, it should have been disgusting - poor table manners which would have had Mom sending me from table in disgrace. However, watching it slide down her throat and the way her neck moved as the oyster was gracefully swallowed - well, it made her look swanlike in a sexy swan way. She saw me looking and winked as she offered me an Oyster. I took it and swallowed – it was salty.
Lily grinned, "Not used to shellfish? Have some wine."
I nodded, feeling a little like a school girl from the Bronx in the middle of a gaggle of Hampton society debutantes. Perhaps it was noticeable that I felt a little out of it, as Virginia started to cheer me up. She continued to talk, me listening and not speaking, Lily listening and throwing in a few words every now and then, but suddenly I felt the redhead’s foot moving up my calf. I flicked my hair and smiled at her, as her naked arch bent round my leg. She went higher, tickling up and down. I gave a purr and settled into a dreamlike bliss, as the lobster arrived.
I was almost surprised when I noticed I’d finished it. Virginia’s foot had continue to massage my legs all through the meal and I’d been concentrating on the pleasure from that, not the lobster, wine or conversation – sparkling though I was sure two out of three of them were. The redhead smiled, her ruby red lips seductively curved, "Shall we order dessert? Or we can order it later… they have a very good room service here."
"I’m full for the moment," Lily leant forward so that her titties almost fell out of her dress. I was so busy goggling between them and Virginia’s chest that if Lily hadn’t given me a nudge we’d have been there to doomsday waiting for me to politely mention I was good for a later dessert.
Virginia removed her foot from my leg and slowly stood up, "Shall we head to my room and a Jacuzzi?"
It wasn’t really a question that needed answering - she was paying for our company and even if she wasn’t the thought of the three of us getting naked and wet, well wetter, was making my pussy quiver like a vibrator was being stuffed up it. Lily appeared outwardly calm, sliding one arm through the hook of Virginia’s and saying, "That would be nice."
"Mmnnn, stunning. I’m in," I tried to act like Lily, but I think I came over more like Cordelia at a shoe sale. Virginia didn’t seem to mind my excited tone, instead she just offered her spare arm to me. I hooked mine through it and three of us headed up arm in arm, like we were the musketeers heading for a rendezvous with MiLady.
The elevator was mirrored, and as I admired our reflections I saw Lily’s mouth open in a surprised smile. I barely had time to wonder why when Virginia’s hand slipped down to my buttocks and starting to squeeze my cheeks through the material of my dress. My mouth opened in an ‘O’ of surprise. Virginia kept her own expression straight as if she wasn’t fondling the asses of two giggly blondes.
The doors of the elevator swished open, a monotone female voice simultaneously telling us we’d arrived at our floor. Virginia pinched our ass as we exited, making me and Lily both jump and titter. Our laughs got a bit wilder, I blame the wine, as Virginia gave a sharp downward tug at our dresses, which, as we continued walking forward, resulted in four tits bouncing free over the top. Luckily there wasn’t anybody patrolling the corridor for tittie busting blonde babes and we got into Virginia’s room without being spotted.
From the room you could tell Virginia came from money. Cos when she said hotel room she really should have said rooms, we entered into the lobby before heading a living room with plasma TV, dining table and chairs. Virginia slid her hand down to our butts again and guided us into the main room, as we entered I could hear the bubbling of the Jacuzzi from the bathroom next door.
"Drink?" asked Virginia politely, removing her hands from our butts to gesture at the champagne in the bucket and three glasses sitting next to it. I nodded, marvelling at the maids who had whisked in to quickly put the drink on ice and thinking they couldn’t have failed to notice the large strap-on lying on the bed with a couple of medium sized dildos surrounding it. Or perhaps they’d put them there – an extra bit of service for special guests. I took my glass and sipped, the bubbles went up my nose and I blinked. Lily giggled at my look and Virginia smiled as she more seductively drank her own champagne, "Shall we head to the Jacuzzi now?"
She gestured towards the next room, me and Lily trotted through with our titties bouncing. The Jacuzzi was bubbling like a lava bed, a thin trail of steam misting into the air.
"Hey, Buffy let’s get naked," said Lily. She put down her glass on the shelf and bent over to pull off her high-heels. I didn’t pause, but did the same. I pulled my shoes off and dropped them to the floor, before finishing the job of removing my dress, leaving my clad only in a pair of suspenders. I looked at the bubbling bath behind me; the silk suspenders weren’t designed for that. I slid them down my thighs. Beside me Lily was as buff as I, Buffy. Virginia licked her lips, her eyes feasting in the scene in front of her.
"Why don’t you give me a kiss?" tittered Lily, she was speaking to me, but looking at Virginia to make sure the other woman liked the idea.
Our employer nodded, "Why don’t you, Buffy?"
I couldn’t think of any good reason. It’s a waste being naked if you don’t get some cuddle time with a honey. I turned to Lily and moved towards her so that our bodies were touching, I moved my hands to her waist and my mouth to hers. Our tits pushed into each other, the nipples hardening as our tongues probed and prodded. Lily’s hands moved to my cheeks, I could feel her massaging them and pulling them apart. I tongued her harder as she teased the top of my anal tunnel, running her finger over the hole without dipping in. In the periphery of my vision I could see Virginia dropping her dress to the floor. I broke the kiss, to turn to the redhead, "How was that?"
Virginia moved into the Jacuzzi and stepped in, sipping her champagne as she did so, "I think your friend enjoyed it. Now, come in to the Jacuzzi – it’s just the thing."
She was right. I’d never been in one before and as I felt the bubbles against my skin and the warmth seep into my muscles I decided I needed to persuade Mom to get one at home. If I had a home. Or a Mom. I paused and brushed those thoughts away like cobwebs in an old house. Lily had already taken a place, sitting on one side of Virginia. Even as I stood acting like a dumb waitress the blonde had put down her drink and was greedily latching on to our client’s nearest tit. Virginia moaned as Lily’s mouth suckled greedily at her breast. She slid her arm round and stroked the back of Lily’s neck, her fingers slowly brushing away the blonde’s hair to touch the smooth skin underneath.
"C’mon, Buffy…ooooh," Virginia’s sentence turned into a squeak. Below the effervescent water I could see why – Lily’s hand was playing with Virginia’s smooth snatch. The Jacuzzi was bubbling so hard I couldn’t see if she had a finger in, but I guessed from the way the redhead’s face was twitching that Lily was doing something right. I could feel my libido rise like the pay rises on Friends.
"Mmmnnn, let me have some of that," I got down on the other side of Virginia and almost immediately moved my mouth to kiss at her tittie. I tenderly lipped at her nub, quick, but tender kisses, making the nipple go hard enough to slide my teeth onto. Virginia was giggling, but I guessed I was only the sauce and Virginia’s finger was the burger. I took more of the tit in my mouth, suckling at the flesh like I was a greedy little piggie and Virginia’s tit was my milky meal. At the same time I moved my hand to compete with Lily.
The redhead bucked as my finger followed my friend’s into her cunt. The walls were tight around me, squeezing at my digit and pressing it against Lily. Our knuckles rubbed against each other and against Virginia’s inner-flesh. The redhead moaned and thrust her body up, raising it above the bubbling water as two fingers treated her twat and two tongues tasted her titties. She moaned, "That’s it my wanton slatterns, make me cum, I want you to both make me cum."
It was a challenge I was eagerly accepting. And whilst my mouth was too full of yummy titty to ask Lily, I was guessing from the sound of her slurpings and her finger velocity that she was aiming to make Virginia orgasm as much as I was. I sucked in more of the tit, pushing my head down and opening my mouth as wide as when I yawned. My teeth and tongue tore a sensual tattoo on Virginia’s large tits. She gave another squeak, probably because my nail was pushing at her clit, "Fuck, fuck, go on your pair. I want to cum from you. Go, go, go, make me happy…"
Her hands were stroking Lily and I, weaving her fingers through our hair to encourage us to pleasure her more. The water bubbled up and down me, and I knew that down below Virginia was doing her bit to add girl cum to the water. She moaned and gasped, her body shaking so much that it became impossible to keep slurping on her bouncy tits. I let go and instead began to lick hard at mine, Lily was the same – her tongue rushing over the nipple and keeping it as hard as iron. Virginia arched back, pushing her back into the ledge, "Ooooh, ooooh, oooooh," she gasped, "Go on my sluts, I’m near."
"Yes," I giggled, "Come on, baby, cum…"
"Give it her harder, Buffy," squealed Lily, "Push your finger in deeper."
Any deeper and my fist would have been following it. And I wasn’t sure Virginia could cope with fist and finger at the same time, though from the way she was squealing and shaking I was tempted to try. I moved my lips down and started to kiss her body again, just keeping my mouth above the waterline. Lily continued to hammer her finger in and shout ignored instructions, "Go Buffy. Hit her, hit her clit. Go on faster…"
Virginia was certainly enjoying herself, whatever Lily said, "Yesssss, yessss, arrrrrghhhh, yesssss, yessssss!"
She shrieked and her body rattled so much that the wineglass sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi toppled off and smashed to the ground. I pulled out my finger and licked it; it was wet and not only from cum. I smiled, "Tasty…"
"You want a proper taste?" grinned Virginia. Without waiting for answer she lifted herself up so she was sitting on the side with only her legs dangling in the water.
"Yes…" I said. It was only one word, but the pause was enough for Lily to get in ahead of me, stuffing her face between Virginia’s wet thighs and starting to eat the hole between.
I didn’t mind…
I guessed from the way Virginia was moaning and moving that she was enjoying our little threesome so much that there would be plenty of pussy for me to munch. And anyway it gave me time to work on my own juicy little slot. Fingering Virginia had given me an appetite and as it looked like Virginia and Lily were otherwise engaged I guessed a bit of DIY was just the thing. I jumped up on the edge of the Jacuzzi, opposite Virginia, and spread my legs so that as she was being lapped she could see my pink. I grinned at her and she grinned back as she saw what I was planning to do, "Go on you dirty tramp," she said as I gave my finger a lick in preparation.
"I want something bigger later," I said., moving my finger to run over my wet cunt lips; I could feel them quivering as I touched.
"Ooooh," squeaked Virginia as Lily tongue hit a sensitive spot. She gripped the edge of the Jacuzzi and looked again at my shaven slit, "Oooh, you’ll get something big… I promise."
"Goodie," I purred and slid my finger in. My Slayer slit was nice and tight, squeezing at my digit as it went in. But not so tight that it didn’t cope as I added a second finger and began to jill myself. The hammering my clit was getting was made hotter by the happenings in front of me, with Lily head bobbing up and down as she gave Virginia’s cunt a good going over. The redhead was moaning at the licking she was getting with her hands clasping the titties that had been so recently in my mouth. Watching her get off was making me get off. I hammered my fingers down my slick, slutty slit, "MMmnnnn, yessss, yessss…."
Opposite me Virginia gasped and moaned, "Lick me out, you slut, eat me up. Oh, oooh, oooooh…"
Her body arched and she almost fell back as the orgasm hit her like a home run. Lily moved her face away, it was glistening with liquid – only some of it where the water had bubbled over her. She licked her lips, "It was tasty," she winked at me and slid round the Jacuzzi so that her head was resting on my thigh.
I continued to slam my finger in as Lily kissed my legs and ran her tongue over the already wet flesh. Virginia, quickly recovered from her orgasm, watched us and lightly palmed her wet pussy. I moved quicker, Lily’s lips making me quiver even harder with excitement. My finger hit down, ramming against my clit. Drips of cum shot out my hole every time I pulled the finger back, the juice covering my labia lips and shining under the room’s lighting. Harder and harder I hit.
"Go on, Buffy," squealed Virginia, "That’s looking so hot."
My fingers were damp with my lust. They shot swiftly down the tunnel, sliding over the warm wet walls like skates on ice. Harder and faster my clit hammered, each thrust sending waves through me – the reward not only be an crashes of explosive pleasure, but Lily hands rubbing over my waist and stomach and her mouth and tongue exploring my thighs. I squealed in pleasure, as I came – my cum soaked fingers doing the business, "Aaaarrrghhh, yessss, aaarrrggghhh."
Virginia stood and got out of the Jacuzzi, her bare ass wobbling as she bent over and picked up a towel. She started to pat herself down, before turning to us, "I think you pair are clean enough…" I wasn’t sure I was, what with the juice leaking from my puss, but before I could mention that Virginia continued, "… though I think we might all get dirty in the bed."
Put like that I decided I was so clean I was sparkling. I almost tripped over Lily in my haste to get out of the Jacuzzi. Picking up a towel I gave myself a hurried pat down, it wasn’t worth getting too dry as I guessed I was soon going to be cum soaked and sweat stained. Virginia dropped her towel, quickly, and walked over to us. My own towel dropped to the floor as the redhead’s hand gripped the back of my head, drawing me closer to slide her tongue in my mouth. After a second she dropped back, "Mmmnnn sexy…" she murmured and headed into the bedroom.
I swiftly skipped in after her, my cute cunt tingling with excitement.; an equally naked Lily followed me in. Virginia was already waiting for us, kneeling on the bed and holding the two medium sized dildos. She giggled as we entered and thrust them towards us, "Jump on here girls."
We did, so the bed bouncing as we landed laughing and giggling. I took the dildo proffered to me, Lily did the same. Virginia smirked as we licked the toys, "Make yourselves at home, I want to watch first."
So saying she picked the strap-on up and got off the bed, moving to a seat nearby. She dropped down on it and rested one leg over the arm rest, letting the other one stick straight out. One of her hands moved to her pussy and one to her tits, both lightly massaging what was beneath. Even as she was getting into a comfortable position to watch Lily and I were getting into a comfortable position to perform. Both of us were lying next to each other, our legs spread so that my left leg hooked under Lily’s right. We moved our heads so close together to allow us to begin to kiss and make-out, our tongues passionately exploring each other’s mouths.
"Mmmmnnn," with one hand I was caressing Lily, with the other I was sliding the toy into my slit. My hole expanded as the toy entered, the ribbed plastic rubbing against my damp walls. I groaned as I pushed it at my clit, the bud of flesh buzzing with excitement as I pressed the hard dildo into it. My groans got louder, mixing with the slurps and moans of my tongue against Lily. I could feel her vibrating as she hit her own cunt with the toy. Her breath played onto me and she gasped air into my mouth as she bucked. I pulled my mouth away to groan and gasp, but to show I hadn’t forgotten her I grabbed her tittie and started to squeeze it hard. I moaned "Fuck, this is… fuck, fuck…"
Luckily Lily wasn’t much more coherent, "Ohh, yesss, oh this is… oh, oh… fuck, this is good."
Only Virginia was capable of putting together a sentence, "Go on, sluts, put on a show. I want you nice and hot for when I join you."
Shaking free from my grasp Lily leant over me and started to suck at my tit. I hammered my dildo harder into my pussy, my body afire with the pleasure it was receiving. I could feel Lily’s tongue pressing at my nipple, her teeth scraping at the flesh surrounding it as she lightly bit. It acted as flavouring for the waves of excitement forming in my pussy, like chocolate sauce on ice-cream. I gripped my dildo and thrust it at my bud, shrieking in pleasure. Cum soaked the toy, dribbling out from my pussy and covering the plastic in a wet sheen. My wrist started to ache as I continued to move quick and hard, but the pleasure was worth it. I started to shriek and cry in pleasure as I hit myself harder and faster.
"Aaaarrggghhh, yesssss, aaaarrrhhh." My body arched and twisted as the orgasm tore its way through me like a speeding bullet, "Aaaaaarrghhh, aaaaaarrrggghhhh."
I didn’t have time to recover, before Virginia was on her feet and giving us instructions on what she wanted next, "Lily, lie on top of Buffy and start to sixty-nine her. Buffy, move round, so that your head is at the bottom of the bed."
We quickly did as we were told. In the brief moment before Lily’s pussy was lowered on my face I saw that Virginia was now standing up and wearing the strap-on. Then all I could see was the inside of Lily’s thighs. I began to lick her pussy, it was already soaked and open, the dildo having excited it to juiciness. As my tongue drilled up I could feel the cum running down it and into my throat; it tasted sweet. I hammered more, swinging round to try and connect with her spot. At the same time Lily was gripping under my ass cheeks as she buried her face in my cunt. Her slurps were as loud as they were fast and my pussy, not recovered from its dildoing, began to sing with pleasure. It wasn’t to last long.
The bed was rocking with our passion, but it moved even more as Virginia got on. I could feel her knees pressing against the top of my head and in the periphery of my vision I saw her hands reach out to steady Lily’s wiggling ass. A large rubber phallus appeared in my view. Virginia pulled apart Lily’s cheeks and rubbed the dildo up and down between the crack, without yet entering. Lily licked at me harder and I returned the favour as I watched the Virginia rub the dildo between the blonde’s cheeks.
"I’m going to fuck you now," said Virginia, "I’m going to fuck your ass hard. And as I do so Buffy’s going to continue to clean your cunt with her tongue, aren’t you hun?"
I answered by swivelling my tongue round and giving an extra hard lap of the Lily’s clitoris. My friend lifted her mouth from pussy, which was hardly showing gratitude, and gave a moan, "Yes, I want you in me. I want to cum as you thrust your large dildo into my butt. Please, please, please…"
Her moans got louder as Virginia gripped the dildo in one hand and began to feed it into her butt, "Yes, yes, that’s it… I want it all."
The bed really began to move as Virginia began to pound back and forth. I could hear the splat of her flesh on Lily’s and the squeak of the rubber as it shot up the tight back hole. My own slurps were also echoing - caved in as I was by Lily and Virginia they sounded louder than they really were, like I was a messy eater at an all you can eat trifle bar. But nothing was as loud as Lily’s squeals of joy as the cock ploughed her ass, her voice rising an octave as the dildo hammered home, "Yes, yess, yessss! Hammer it home, I want it, I want it. Oh give it me all good."
Harder and harder Virginia rocked, the dildo ramming down Lily’s chute at speed. I continued to lick at cunt, which was getting wetter and wetter, until it was like being outside in a steady drizzle. Cum slid down my throat and dripped onto my face. I loved it. So did Lily. She screamed and shrieked as I lapped and licked.
"Harder, harder," the blonde screamed, "I want it harder."
Virginia raised the tempo, thrusting in so fast that it seemed that dildo in the periphery of my vision literally blurred. It was hammering Lily’s back-hole with such power that I need to grip her to keep her from being thrown forward. I thrust my head deeper into her pussy, trying to keep my licks up in time with the butt-banging rammings. The blonde quivered and squealed, her body shaking as she hoarsely screamed, "Aaaarrrrghhh, yessss, aaaaarrrghhh."
I was almost drowning in the cum as it swept down from her pussy like a flash flood. There was a pop as Virginia pulled out. She pushed Lily slightly forward, away from my cum drenched face. But before I could complain, the strap-on was gently pushing at my face, "Suck this clean, Buffy. It’s your butt next so you’ll want it clean."
I twisted my head so that I could take it, opening my mouth and allowing Virginia to put it in. There was a taste to it, rubber and a bitterness, so unlike the sweet pussy juices, that Lily had gushed. I didn’t complain – I couldn’t with my mouth full, but even if it hadn’t have been I’d still have sucked the cock. Not because I wanted it lubricated or because I wanted it clean, but because I wanted Virginia to fulfil her promise of it being my butt next.
"God, that’s it Buffy," said Virginia, "Suck my big rubber cock."
I sucked and slurped, running my tongue over the toy and licking it until all I could taste was rubber. I could feel it pushing gently at my cheek and I played with it there, pushing my tongue at it and forcing the toy to move around my cheek. Virginia reached over and picked up one of the spare dildos, even as she continued to feed me strap-on she pushed it into Lily’s open asshole. The blonde gave a satisfied groan and she rubbed down across my tits, leaving a trail of cum across them, "Oh, fill me again."
"Don’t be greedy," said Virginia laughing, "It’s Buffy’s turn next."
I took some more strap-on in my mouth, I certainly didn’t want Virginia to change her mind and return the cock to Lily’s ass; in my mind it had seen enough action and my own butt needed a good filling. I felt a moment of worry as without warning Virginia pulled the cock out of my mouth and held the saliva dripping dildo worryingly close to Lily’s ass. My worried increased as Virginia pulled out the dildo she had been stuffing down my friend and tossed it aside.
I shouldn’t have worried. Lily grinned, "Get out from under their Buffy. Lily get on your hands and knees, now Buffy’s cleaned my cock she’s going to lick your ass better,"
I almost flipped Lily over so quick was I at assuming my position behind Lily. I too was on my hands and knees, wiggling my ass upwards as I gripped Lily’s ass cheeks and pulled them apart to stuff my tongue down her opened back hole. She gave a gasp and her body tensed in pleasure as my tongue tip pushed into her back chute. I couldn’t go as far as the strap-on, but I could certainly tongue the opening of her passage. And I did so with a passion.
The blonde moaned, "Oh, that’s so good. Put in further in, oh that’s it, that’s good… wiggle it."
I did as she asked, my libido was rising and if tongue reaming Lily’s gaping butt-hole didn’t ice it, at least the tonguing kept my horniness from exploding upwards in the stratosphere. So I can’t say I was unhappy when I felt the bed move behind me and Virginia’s dildo rub over my buttocks. I would have made a whimper of pleasure if my mouth wasn’t otherwise in use. But if I couldn’t moan I could get Lily to do instead. I slammed my tongue harder down the Lily’s chute, waggling it around the hole; her moans were loud and passionate, "Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhh."
Virginia’s hands were on my cheeks, at first gently massaging them, before gripping them and starting to pinch. My excitement rose and I tongued Lily like her butt was on half-price sale. Behind me the redhead eased apart my cheeks and ran a finger over my tight back hole. The anticipation was almost killing me and I knew as I stuck my tongue deep into Lily that as soon as the rubber was in me I was likely to go like a banshee; a very loud and horny banshee.
"Oh Buffy, what a nice ass you have," said Virginia teasingly. She removed her finger from my hole; for a panic-stricken second I thought that was it, but then her hand reached out again and gave my butt-cheeks a couple of light slaps. My ass wobbled and wiggled to show my appreciation. Virginia took hold of it again and for a second time opened my cheeks to expose my tight teenage butt-hole. This time it wasn’t a finger that touched it, but the tip of a dildo.
Making a mental apology to Lily I withdrew my tongue and whimpered, "Fuck me. I’m a slut, fuck me like a slut."
"Sure Buffy… let me get this toy in your ass," said Virginia. I groaned as she fulfilled her promise, pushing the thick rubber slab down my asshole. I could feel my chute expanding as the rubber crushed all resistance like a tank, moving deeper and deeper down my hole. The ridges rippled over my nerve endings making my ass feel like it was being treated to an orgasmic playtime. I moaned harder and whipped my head round so my hair lashed my face.
"That’s so hot," Lily had twisted round onto her back and was lying back watching me being sodomised by the same dildo that had fuck her only minutes before. She spread her legs and picking up a dildo began to pleasure herself. It was good to watch, but not nearly so enjoyable as the feeling the hard rubber pounding down my back-hole.
Harder and harder Virginia pounded. Her body pounded into me like a wrecking ball, each thrust getting a little deeper until she was entering the full length. I was screaming and bucking in pleasure, sweaty rivulets dripping down my naked skin as I perspired with pleasure. The strap-on pounded down my ass faster and faster, making me imagine that Virginia was a blur. It was so quick that my brain didn’t even have time to process one orgasm before the other was exploding up from my ass, like a constant shower of meteors hitting the atmosphere, "Yesssss, yesssss, fuck my ass, fuck my slutty ass. I want… oh yesssss, yesssss, fuck me, fuck me."
My screams were so loud I was kinda surprised that there wasn’t a call from the reception asking us to keep the noise down. I screamed and shouted, my yells of pleasure drowning out the hammering of flesh into flesh and Virginia’s only excited pants and moans. Louder and louder I screamed, "Oh yesssss, fuck my ass. I want my ass fucked like a slut. Open it, gape it…. Fuck me… yesssss, yesssss, yesssss!"
I could feel the silk sheets beneath my hands, sweat stained and crunched up. My knees slid over them, sending metaphorical sparks of friction into the air. Deep, hard, fast, the strap-on equipped Virginia was showing what a lie her name was; my ass was sending explosive orgasms rippling through my body so hard that my insides were turning into liquid jelly. They raced round and round and round, speeding motorbikes screaming round a circuit at speed until they overwhelmed me in one explosive crash, "Aaaaaaarrrrghhhhh, aaaaaaarggggghhhhh."
I screamed myself hoarse as I came; if I was a dragon I’d have shot out so much fire that I’d have burnt half of LA. Instead I squirted cum from my cunt, gallons of it or so it seemed. My body collapsed, even with my Slayer strength and I fell forward between Lily’s legs. She seemed sated as well, giving little more than a tiny whimper as I pushed the dildo into her pussy with my nose. I was too exhausted to do work her up again, so I just lay there aware that Virginia was moving beside me. I turned and kissed her tenderly, "Whow, just whow…"
"You enjoy that?" the redhead asked.
I nodded. I needed a rest from Slaying, and a summer fucking in LA seemed just the way to get it.
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