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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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I was hot to trot by the time I got back from school. As Mom had driven me in she’d talked about what she was going to do to me later. The passenger seat was soaked by my juice by the time I got out and my engine revved like a dragster as Mom gave me a peck on the cheek. To any students watching it was a very Momsy thing to do, but if you had Mom’s strap-on up your ass the night before the feel of her lips brushing your cheek was filled with possibilities.
Mom was still at work, so it gave me a short time to do my homework. Luckily I didn’t have to patrol, so once I got the French and geography out of the way I was free all night; I start to wet again at the thought of Mom having her wicked way with me. Struggling to banish the thoughts I went into the spare room and switched on the computer. Mom had put in a new background; there I was lying legs spread with a stake up my slit. I’m not vain, but I had to admit I’ve got a nice body. It didn’t take me long to do the work, when I put my mind to it I can become Miss Geography geek. I turned off the PC and looked at the clock; Mom would be back soon – just time for me to change.
I got out of my day things and slid into my naughty underwear. I quickly wrapped my hair into schoolgirl pigtails and put on a dash of lipstick.
"Buffy," Mom called from downstairs, I hadn’t heard her come in.
"Coming," I called and rubbed my lips together to get rid of any excess makeup.
Mom looked up appreciatively as I sidled down the stairs, "Buffy, you really are a dirty little slut," she smiled to show it was a compliment.
I moved next to her pressing my sexy little body into hers. I looked up into her eyes and corrected her; "I’m your dirty little slut, Mommy."
Mom gave a growl and licked her lips, "How dirty are you?" her voice was gruff with lust.
Stretching I pushed my pert titties into her, twisting my head in school-girlish innocence, spoilt my a wanton smile, I replied, "Very dirty, Mommy."
I could see Mom reddening as she thought of what that meant. Her smile became wider and her hands slid down to my butt. She gripped the cheeks hard and pulled them apart. I closed my eyes and purred in pleasure, waiting for Mom to turn me round and lie me over the sofa arm in preparation. I started to sweat with lust. Suddenly Mom let me go and took a step back. I frowned in disappointment, it creasing deeper into my forehead as Mom spoke, "I can’t be bothered to cook tonight. Let’s go out to dinner."
"Sure Mom," I tried to keep my voice even. Talking about twat teasing, Mom had made me all hot and bothered and then just as I was about to explode with horniness snatched herself away. I forced a smile, perhaps she’d have me for dessert instead, "Where?"
"What about that new burger bar?" she asked.
I nodded, it seemed as good as anywhere and a lot better than the place she and Dad took me tell me they were splitting, all violins and unpronounceable names, without enough food to fill a stick insect – Cordelia Chase would have loved it, "I’ll just get changed," I said.
Mom patted my ass as I turned, before adding, "Don’t wear any panties."
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"This isn’t the way home," I said as we zoomed by our turning.
"No," replied Mom and smiled mysteriously. She took a left turn and we left the main highway into the industrial district. Dark factories crowded the road, desolate and dark. I shivered, in the day they were perfectly safe – providing employment, wealth and goods, but at night more than one vampire hung round here waiting for an unlucky snack. We took another turn and I was relieved that the parking we drove into was lit. Not that I mind dealing with vamps, but I didn’t want to walk home in the nude again – it was even colder than last night.
"We’re here," said Mom.
I looked at the building in front of us. From the outside it looked dilapidated, with paint peeling from the metal walls. A heavy set bouncer stood in front of the door, glowing blue from the illuminated sign, ‘Juicy Lucy’s’ shining above him. The blue didn’t sit well with the pink light to the side outlining the shape naked woman lying on her back, the way the bulbs flickered made it look like her legs were opening and closing in what, I guess, was supposed to be a welcome.
I followed Mom into a small reception. She fished into her purse and came out with three ten-dollar bills, which she dropped into a bored looking receptionist’s hand. The receptionist pressed a button and the wooden door opened.
The owners might not have put money into the outside, but they made up with it inside. In the middle of the room sat a large Jacuzzi, naked women frolicking in it. Well set tables with luxurious chairs sat around it, allowing a good look both over the pool and the various stages where young women, not much older than me, gyrated round poles whipping off bits of clothing as they did so. I hadn’t had time to close my mouth before a waitress came over; she was wearing high heels and stockings, but nothing else, "Can I take your order?" she asked politely.
"I’ll have a glass of white wine," Mom replied and turned to me, "Coke or orange juice?"
"Diet coke," I replied. Looking at all the female flesh was making my mouth dry, I needed a drink. I let Mom take my hand and lead me over to a table next to the stage. I sat down gazing in awe as the stripper removed her G-string to reveal a shaved snatch.
Mom smiled and patted my hand as she saw what I was looking at, "It’s cute, but not as nice as yours."
"Thanks, Mom," I murmured.
"Finish your coke and we’ll go to the back rooms," said Mom.
I quickly swallowed it down and followed Mom, through the swing doors into the back part of the club. A crowd of women were standing around whooping and cheering. I pushed my way through a gap to see what was going on. In the middle of the room was a bed. On it a chubby brunette in her early twenties was wildly copulating with a teenage Indian girl. The teen had her legs wrapped round the other’s back and was screaming loudly as the brunette’s strap-on slammed into her pussy. My mouth slid open in surprise.
But I have to say I felt myself getting hot. I’d watched lesbo porn before, stacks of it to be honest. But there’s something about watching it live that made the films look like the Keystone Cops next to Star Wars. Partly it was the alluring aroma of girl cum and sweat, partly it was that I had control of what I looked at not the film director and partly it was their passionate squeals of excitement. But mainly it was because Mom was standing behind me and had slipped her hand down the front of my skirt and was busy rubbing my cunt. I groaned and pressed myself back into her, so I could feel her hard nipples push into my back.
On stage the exhausted couple finally stopped. They were replaced by a pair of college students, a redhead and a blonde. The blonde spread her legs and her friend entered her. It was amazingly hot. I could feel my juices bubbling. Mom rested her head on my shoulder and murmured into my ear, "It’s a turn-on isn’t it? I can feel you juicing up."
I nodded and gave a small moan. Mom paused to kiss the lobe of my ear and spoke again, "You want to have a go?"
I looked at the couple fucking away and blushed. It did look fun, and the thought of doing it with Mom whilst others watched made me feel even hornier than I was already. I gave a small nod, "Do you?"
Mom didn’t answer, instead she took me by my waist and guided me away from the throng towards a small desk in the corner. The woman sitting at it looked up from her PC and smiled, "You wanting a go on the bed?"
Mom nodded, "Joyce and Buffy."
The woman entered our names onto her PC and nodded towards the door beside her, "You can get undressed in there and choose your toys."
I followed Mom into the changing room. There were already a few couples, waiting for their turn, sitting naked and talking excitedly. Mom opened a locker and began to undress. I paused for a second, suddenly aware that I was about to be fucked in front of strangers. Suddenly what I had agreed, to be fucked in public, hit me like a slap. I felt more scared than I ever have been, worse than when facing a dozen vamps and a hungry werewolf. Mom gave me a smile, she knew what I was thinking, "Get undressed Buffy, you’ll be fine when you’re out there."
I took off my clothes and sat beside Mom. All the other couples seem to chatter excitedly, I was struck dumber than when I was asked a difficult Math question in class. Mom slid her arm through mine, "Don’t worry, Buffy," she kissed me tenderly on the cheek.
"Buffy and Joyce," the announcer called.
Mom picked up her strap-on and slid it up her thighs. She took my hand tightly, so I couldn’t flee and gave me another smile, "Just lie back and enjoy it."
The crowd were baying like it was a dog-fight as we walked out hand in hand. My legs trembled so much I thought I was going to fall over. Mom swung me round and planted a passionate kiss on my lips as the crowd cheered. I had barely time to recover before she put her hand on my chest and lightly pushed me back onto the bed. The covers were damp, covered with the sweat and pussy juice of previous performers. Looking up I could see everyone staring down at my body – I could almost feel them fantasising about being the one on top of me; it made me feel slightly more confident. Automatically I opened my legs.
Mom’s rubber dong entered me; it was too late to run. As it slid down into me and Mom’s body crushed onto mine I gave myself over to pleasure, trying not to think about the crowd. The cock filled my hole, brushing against my clit and sending sparks of pleasure arcing through me. As Mom raised herself I could hear the crowds yells of encouragement. Mom slammed down deep and I let out a yowl of pleasure. It made the on-lookers scream even louder. I started to discover I liked the thought that they were enjoying it as much as I liked the dildo whacking into me. I gave another squeal for the onlookers and wrapped my legs round Mom’s thighs, dragging her in. She didn’t seem to need any encouragement, she seemed as turned on as I’d become by doing it in public. Her body hit mine, the toy going as deep as it could.
"Oh, fuck, fuck me hard," I yelled. I could see the crowd were being mesmerised by me and Mom’s movements. It made me so hot that my pussy was boiling. As Mom slammed into me again and again, I started to leak cum like a leaky drain. It dribbled from my cunt, splashing up as Mom slammed down and down onto the bed. The crowd screamed louder as I moved my heels so they ran up and down Mom’s legs as she pressed down into me. The cock ravaged my clit, harder and harder.
"Yesss, yesss," I shrieked. The slick wetness of the bed soaked my skin as my sweat added to its dampness. The silk sheets rubbed up my body, the smooth material sliding comfortably against my sweaty back. The audience were shrieking too; it felt so good to be centre-stage. I now knew why actors chose the stage – the intimacy of knowing the audience reaction as you hold them agog.
"I’m cumming," the orgasm whacked into me like a pack of dynamite; it’s intensity heightened by the excitement of being watched by dozens of onlookers. I squealed loudly, as my body shook.
Mom glided into me a final time, her sweaty body lying on mine. She kissed me and said quietly, "Buffy Summers – you are such an exhibitionist."
I giggled.
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