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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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"PJs?" I asked, at the same time proudly displaying my own. They were a deep pink, with a picture of a cute pig on the front, too babyish to wear at home but perfect for a night at Willow – especially as being made for a twelve year old me they clung to eighteen year old me like latex. Faith frowned and nodded vaguely towards her night bag. "PJs?" I repeated.
"Shit, B, you sold this to me as a lezzie fuckfest; I don’t see the point of pyjama’s – never mind having them inspected by you," moaned the brunette.
" Cos we also sold this to be Mr and Mrs Rosenberg as three girls staying overnight with their friend for an innocent slumber party not a girl on girl toyathon," I said. And then I added, "PJs?"
"I’m not sure whether you’re a bigger pain in the ass when you’re Princess Perky or Mrs Hitler," grumbled Faith, but she opened her bag and pulled out her PJs.
I may have pulled a face. Faith was missing the point of a pyjama party unless the point was to bring baggy striped PJs that looked like they were made of canvas and, from the way the buttons faced on the top, I think they might have been from the Menswear section of the store. "I got them specially," said Faith dryly.
"I can see," I responded, "They’re still in the factory creases. And they’ve got some cardboard in them from the packing." She looked back at me and I saw I was in a loosing battle. I sigh and said "Slippers?"
"Sure," said Faith and seeing I wasn’t going to give up until I’d checked them she reached into her bag and pulled out a pair of old men’s slippers that were so geriatric that even Giles would have avoided them like they’d got rats. Faith looked at my fluffy pink slip-ons and said, "Mine were on sale, what’s your excuse?"
"They’re comfy and they match my PJs…" I said. "Okay, what about toys?"
"I thought you’d never ask," Faith gave a cheeky grin, "Now this is what I think you need for a party" and tipped her bag on the bed. Apart from a stake, a tube of lippy and toothbrush everything else that tumbled out was a sex-toy. It looked like Faith had really emptied her wardrobe; dildos and strap-ons and butt-plugs of every colour and design and size. I tried to conceal my impressiness – I mean I was no slouch with toys myself and my under the bed trunk was struggling to close with the amount of dildos (and medieval weapons) clogging it; but I was thinking Faith might have been beating even me. She grinned, "Enough?"
"I think we should be alright. I’ve packed a few old favourites and I’m sure Will’s got some secretly stashed away," I tried to appear casual.
The door opened and Mom entered. She didn’t even try to hide her admiration of Faith’s collection, even going so far as to pick up a choice-looking mini-dildo and run her fingers over it. She wasn’t the only one looking with admiration, Faith staring at Mom in her low-cut dress with unconcealed lust, "Looking good Joy. You wanna come to our soiree?"
"Soiree… I didn’t know you could speak Spanish," I quickly countered. I didn’t mind sharing Faith with Cordy, but she’d already had my Mom and I wasn’t keen on her docking again, "I think it’s a teen-girl invite only. Sorry Mom. You are looking nice though, got anything planned?"
"This old thing," said Mom with false modesty, shoving her titties by accident outwards so that Faith goggled like she’d never seen cleavage before, "I thought I might go out and have a drink."
"On your own?" Faith asked.
"Only until I meet someone to buy me one," replied Mom with a smile, before saying, "Now, if you’re ready I’ll drop you at Willow’s."
"I’m ready," I said as I helped Faith pile her toys back in, "In all ways."
"Me too," grinned my slutty Slayer friend.
*
"Hi Buffy, Faith," grinned Willow as she opened the door, like me she’d gone for tight cute – though hers it was a green frog on a paler green background. We entered even though she didn’t say ‘come in’ - one of Sunnydale’s little quirks.
Sitting on the couch was Cordelia. Like her girlfriend she was already in her PJs, the cutest pair of little shorts and a pale blue vest, through which her titties wobbled as she stood up and said, "We thought you’d never arrive."
"Blame Faith," I said and Faith grinned to show she wasn’t, unlike normally, arguing.
"Hello Buffy," said Mr Rosenberg, coming down the stairs and straightening his tie. As he did, his glance quickly shot over to Cordy where it would have lingered if his daughter hadn’t been standing right next to him. He coughed, like he was trying to clear is throat, "Ahem. Your Mom is just getting ready then we’ll be out of your hair. Now, um, Willow we’re trusting you to be good, no boys."
Faith stifled a snigger by colliding her waist with my elbow, but Mr Rosenberg didn’t seem to notice having taken the opportunity to have another quick leer at Cordy, before turning swiftly back to Will as she said, "Don’t worry, we’re not interested in having boys round are we?"
"Just us girls tonight." "Ladies night only." "We’re not interested in boys," Cordy, Faith and me replied in support of Willow.
"Okay," said Mr Rosenberg, "And no drinks either."
I was guessing he meant no alcohol, which luckily for him wasn’t on the menu, though I aimed to get drunk on girl cum. I didn’t correct him, instead I said to Will, "Shall me and Faith go and get changed?"
"Use my room," said Willow, adding with an emphasis, "It’s next to my Mom’s who’s inside changing."
"Buffy knows where your room is," said Cordy, "She’s been here before."
Luckily I got Will’s hint, no naughty shenanigans with Faith while Mommy was next door. I nodded, and to show we got the message, "We’ll be quick, no delays."
It was a promise that was hard to keep as I watched Faith peel out of her leathers, unclipping her bra and delib bounce her breasts at me with a casual disregard for both my heart rate and Will’s Mom’s innocence. I felt my heat rising as a naked Faith leant over and pulled up her PJ bottoms. I’d have thought seeing her dressed like a refugee from a seventies hospital sitcom would have dampened my ardour – except virtually a) nothing can stop Buffy horniness and b) Faith was still as fuckable in her old man PJs and slippers as she was when prancing in her underwear round my room. If I hadn’t had the willpower of a Jedi I’d have jumped her there and then. As it was I made sure I as we walked down the stairs I was behind her to check how the baggy material clung to her shapely ass.
"Nibbles?" asked Will and almost drove a bowl of popcorn into me, so hard did she offer, "We thought we’d watch some TV… y’know to get your mind of any other things it was on… until my Mom and Dad leave."
"We won’t be long, just as soon as your Mom is ready" said her Dad, who was so busy staring at Cordy’s cute ass he hadn’t noticed my trance like gaze at Faith’s.
"Take as long as you need," said Will through gritted teeth.
Mrs Rosenberg must have been the world’s slowest dresser cos we were half-way through the bowl of popcorn and a way into ‘Pretty Woman’ (or Buffy’s ideal summer vacation as Cordy quipped) by the time she’d came downstairs and repeated the lecture her husband had given about no boys and no drink. We all nodded with our best Miss Priss expressions, as if alcohol and the male sex were evil incarnate.
Their car was barely out of the drive when Will hit pause and gave a wickedly sexy smile, "For a movie about prostitution this is a bit tame… how about this?" She pulled out a DVD. A couple of young cuties were cuddling on the cover, their modesty only protected by a couple of stars. "Lesbian Teen Hookers," continued Will, as if we couldn’t read the big red writing on the cover, "It’s an in-depth exposé of lesbian life on the streets."
"Looks like porn to me," laughed Faith, "But yeah… let’s get into the mood."
She slid her arm round me and moved down to squeeze a tittie – that worked for me and I gave a giggle, "I never liked Richard Gere…"
"I’m more a Julie Roberts girl myself," said Willow as she ejected one bland prostitution movie and replaced it with a more steamy alternative.
The teen hookers didn’t seem to want to waste any time with plot, as within thirty seconds of meeting either the jill or another hooker (I wasn’t clear which was which) they’d be doing some serious mouthing against each other. And it wasn’t much more than another half minute before clothing dropped off and tongues moved to places that enjoy tongues. The action moved from bathrooms to bedrooms to back yards and Jacuzzi – unlike most whoring no money ever seemed to change hand; perhaps they billed… But however they charged the horny hookers were making four Sunnydale teens hot and bothered. It hadn’t taken long before we were sliding our hands under our PJ bottoms and were rubbing at our wet holes, cum juice staining the cotton, silk and whatever Faith’s tent was made out of…
On the screen a blonde was slurping at a redhead. "Mmmnn, I like," I said as Faith slid her spare hand in to join mine in stroking my pussy. I moaned as her finger slid under mine and into my hole. I returned the favour, my free hand going under her baggy bottoms, joining her in massaging her smooth slot. My fingers went over the wet flesh, pressing down and making her even damper. Together we played, touching ourselves and each other.
Beside me Willow moved and twisted as she and Cordy followed our lead in mutual masturbation, "Oh, yes, yes, oh that’s good, that’s the thing…" Her head twisted and she smiled invitingly at me. I pulled my hand out of my bottoms, leaving my pussy to Faith to manage. What’s the point of a foursome, I was thinking, if you just play with one person. My hand moved under Will’s tight cotton and down to her slit. It was crowded, with Will and Cordy’s fingers already pumping into her hole and I could feel my friend squirming as my two fingers stretched her cunt. Not that she was complaining, "Oh fuck, oh Buffy, that’s good, oh fucking work me." I did and Willow gasped again, her body thrusting upwards as an orgasm hit her, "Oh, fuck, that’s the spot, oh Cordy, Buffy… that’s the place."
She took her fingers out of her own cunt, dripping with girl juice and offered them to her girlfriend. Cordy greedily licked it off, slurping at the cum continued to pump her finger into Willow, making the redhead hot and sticky. "Mmnnn, your mouth is so warm and wet…" moaned Willow as she pulled out her newly cleaned fingers and went under my PJs to find another wet and warm hole to put them in. I groaned and arched my back as Will came into to share my hole with Faith. The redhead giggled, "MMnnnn, nice knuckle movement Faith. I see you’re rubbing Buffy the right way."
Faith grunted and went faster, pushing her knuckle hard at my wall, so that I could really feel the pressure of her movement. I moved quicker in her and Will, my speed encouraging Cordelia. All our fingers jilled in and out in a blur of fucking, I could feel my slit pumping juice as I came, it was soaking my cotton PJs, leaving a damp patch for all to see. Even if I closed my eyes I could feel that Faith and Willow were as equally aroused as my fingers slammed in and out of their slick, sexy, slits. And I was guessing from the sounds of Cordy’s moans, loud enough to drown out the porn stars exaggerated moans on the TV, that she was being happily gotten off. I arched my back and moaned, "Arrrrggghhh… urrrrggghhh… oooohhhh."
We could have stayed like that all night if Willow hadn’t pulled out her finger and said, "So Cordy, are you and Buffy going to show us what a couple of sexy sluts can do with a tongue and a pussy?"
"I was thinking," I gave Cordelia a grin, "That before the two of us start on you and Faith, we could practice on each other and give a show – a sixty nine show."
Cordelia nodded eagerly. Faith and Willow exchanged glances, "Good idea," said Faith.
I stood up and pulled off my top. Cordelia was up as well, slithering out of her little silk short, revealing her cute little cunt, glistening with lust. I watched as she pulled her vest over her head, her boobies bouncing as she stretched. I could feel my cunt warming with anticipation at the thought that soon those tits would be pushed against my body as I stuck my face between her thighs and lapped out that shaven slot. I cast a quick glance at Faith and Will, the two of them had their hands down each other's pyjamas, the material distorting as their hands moved. I slowly brought down my own bottoms, peeling the wet fluffy cotton from my own wet Buffy cunt. Cordelia was already on the floor, I giggled, "Better not let on I’ve been topping; I’ve a rep."
"It’ll be our secret….ohhh," moaned Willow her body stretching as Faith petted her pussy. She gave another gasp, "oooohhh… just get down there."
I lowered myself over Faith, my mouth sliding down over her smooth slit. Her hands reached up to my ass, guiding me so my own pussy was over her mouth. My moist lips going down to reach hers. Our tongues went over and into each other’s pussies, licking and kissing at the skin around the sexy fuck-holes, playing over the labia and mons, wiping and cleaning the cum. I dipped in and down, tasting the sweetness of the brunette. Seconds later her own tongue slid into me, lapping at my cummy hole and taking down my juice. Her hands gripped tightly at my butt-cheeks, pulling me further down and squeezing at the flesh, her nails digging into the round globes. My own hands moved under her thighs, lifting her up so that my face was pressed down deep into her cunt. My tongue moved fast and hard.
"That looks hot," grinned Faith, "Go on, B, show her what you’ve got."
Our tongues crashed into each other’s cunts. I could taste the sweetness of Cordelia, smell her excitement, feel her quivering under me as I licked. And I knew that she would be feeling the same, enjoying my flavour and the odour of my pussy, as I shook and shivered. All made the more exciting by knowing that Will and Faith were watching us lasciviously, fingering each other’s twats as their girlfriend’s licked and lapped. I could hear their moans and grunts and groans, even above the sound of my tongue swishing through wet pussy.
"Fuck… mmmnnn, give it her B," Faith moaned again, "Use that Slayer tongue to get her off. I bet you can make her shriek first. Bet five dollars, Red."
No-one said Will was dumb, no way she was going to bet against a sure-thing, and her only reply was a moan of passion as Faith’s finger hit the spot. I moved faster and harder, ramming my tongue into Cordy, sending her into shuddering orgasms. But she was game, keeping her face stuffed to my slit – though several times I felt blasts of hot breath as she couldn’t stop herself from squeaking into my slit. Cum dripped from it, into her open mouth and she glugged it down. She shook again, her body quaking like a bomb had been placed in it, and I knew she was on the edge. My tongue went harder, crashing against her clit and ramming the bud into the wall. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see Faith and Will’s PJ bottoms were half-way down their legs as they fingered each other furiously. I licked harder, putting all my effort into making Cordy cum. Her own efforts went all over the place – with one lick slamming so hard that I dripped and with the next giving a half-hearted lap; I could tell she was struggling to keep her mind on my pussy when hers was being treated so well. Her fingers never left my ass, gripping it harder and harder, like it was a barometer of her pleasure.
"AAAaaarrrrggghhh…. Fuuuuccckkkk!" shrieked Cordy her head dropping down from my slit and hitting the rug, "Aaaaaarrrrrghhhh… aaaaaarrrrgggghhh!"
"Five dollars…" said Faith. I could see Willow’s fingers working overtime as they watched Cordy writhe further as my head went down further. One brunette screamed in pleasure as a Slayer slurped her snatch and Willow thrust three fingers into the second brunette, making her gasp as "Oooohhhh… call it evens, Red, oh fuck."
I raised my head, cum dribbling from my lips, "Enjoy?"
"Yes," said the other three in unison.
"Y’know I liked it so much I think me and Faith should join you," Willow stood up and kicked off her PJ bottoms.
Even as she pulled off her top, Faith was standing up and unbuttoning her own. I managed to resist a ‘told you so’ as the brunette Slayer cursed as she struggled with her buttons. It only took her a few moments, but by that time Willow was already on the floor and organising us into a chain. Faith looked down and shrugged, "Where you want me?"
The redhead had positioned me and Cordy at right angles, so that the cheerleader’s mouth was just next to my pussy. She ignored Faith for a second as she got into her own, spot, her cute little slot, with its tiny thatch of red hair enticingly close to my mouth. I licked my lips as Willow patted the floor, "What about here? Between me and Cordelia." Faith nodded and got down on her side as Will prattled on, "I’ll lick your pussy and you’ll lick Cordelia’s, who’ll lap at Buffy, who’ll be tonguing me."
"I get the drift," responded Faith. She gave a small wicked grin, "Let’s get lickin’."
Four heads slammed into four wet and wanton snatches. Our mouths open and our tongues shot out like some lizard you see on those boring PBS shows Willow sometimes forces me to sit through. Still call me old-fashioned, but why watch when you can do hands on (or tongues in) experience. I think Will would have appreciated that, as I used on my slutty skills to pussy probe her into orgasmic funk. Between my legs Cordelia carried on with the work she’d being doing on me during our sixty-nine; slamming at my clit like it was candy, her tongue licking and lapping over my bud. If I was awarding marks I might have said she’d even improved, with her licks both harder and more consistent. I couldn’t see Faith’s expression, as her face was buried deep into Cordy cunt. But I could see one of her legs pumping up and down in the air like a half-cut ballerina on acid and guessed from the slurps and muffled moans from over her way I was pretty sure she was seeing the benefits of slumber parties.
The sounds of our passionate eating filled the air, tongue slathering in cunt, ecstatic pleasure muffled by twat; loud and then soft, high-pitched squeals and low grunts. We quaked and quivered, shaking with ecstasy as orgasms past through us like an electric charge surging through the daisy chain. Cum and saliva mixed in our mouths and pussy as our tongues flicked in and out. There was something really satisfying about licking Will as my own cunt was cleaned out, a feeling that no-time was being wasted – it was a two for one. Three for one if I remembered that Faith was lying opposite me her tongue hammering away and her twat open for business. And it might have been my imagination, and it had been a long time since I done the dirty with Will’s slit, but I could have sworn that my friend’s pussy was more juicy than normal and as sweet as I’d ever tasted before.
"Mmmnnn," moaned Will, "Mmmnnn."
"Urrh, uurrhhhh, urrrrrhhhh," went Faith in reply, not lifting her head from the succulent slit she was eating and just grunting into it.
"Ooooooohhh, ooooohhhh," Cordelia’s head raised from me long enough to groan in sexual bliss.
"Mmmfffuuckkkkkmmff," I said, a failure of tongue and brain to co-ordinate meaning I was still licking even as I squealed.
The circle of pleasure continued. Long and hard we licked and lapped, burying our mouths in our lovers slots and thrusting our tongues as deep as they could go. Clits bounced like boxing balls, tingling with pleasure and sending waves through us. Our hands were massaging each other’s legs and thighs, exploring and touching, running up and down the smooth thighs and calves, under waists and over buttocks. I could feel Cordy slide a hand between my cheeks and over my firmly shut back hole, and I felt a frisson of excitement, knowing that once we’d drunk our fill of cunts that it would be opened by Cordy’s girlfriend and Faith. The thought made me lick even harder at Will and the redhead bucked as another orgasm hit her, "Hhuuuhh, hhhhuuuhhh, hhhuuuhhh."

We carried on lapping through orgasm after orgasm, pleasure so hard it hurt, our bodies twisting and turning as the electric surges burnt through us, our naked skin burning against the rug. We licked and lapped until our tongues were aching and our pussies were raw, we licked until we’d worn ourselves out. And then we licked so more. Until finally we fell away, our heads dropping from the soaked slits in front of us to rest.
"Fuck," groaned Faith with feeling, "My pussy feels like its gone ten rounds with a boxer… and my tongue is even sorer."
"You enjoyed it," said Will.
It wasn’t a question, but Faith still answered, "Shit, yeah Red. I can see why High School slumber parties are so popular. Almost worth going to Snyder and enrolling…"
"Sure you will…" I said.
"Said almost," replied Faith.
And for a short while the four of lay in each other’s legs, sated from our marathon lickfest. But I wasn’t the only horny young teen and after a few minutes Will lifted her head up from Faith’s thigh and said, "Shall we go upstairs to bed?"
"I’m not sleepy," said Faith.
"It’s a slumber party," said Cordelia, "The only thing we don’t do is sleep."
"We fuck like, er, fucky things," confirmed Will, "You take Buffy and I take Cordelia, or vice-versa and then we swap and I take Buffy and you take Cordy and versa-vice and so on."
"And you can share us as well, right Cordy?" I added.
"Yes, back and front," Cordelia said.
"I’m sold," grinned Faith and got to her feet. I jumped up like I had a spring in my legs, with Cordy and Will standing up more slowly and stretching. The four of us went upstairs, hand in hand, leaving our PJs strewn across the floor to be picked up in the morning.
Faith needn’t have brought over her toy collection; Willow had plenty. As we positioned ourselves on the bed the wiccan was pulling them out from wherever they were hidden, dildos hidden in her sock draw, vibrators packed in with her ‘my junior chemistry set’ and strap-ons strapped beneath the bottom of her bed. I took hold of a vibrator, "You mind?"
"Be my guest… my toys are yours," grinned Will as she stepped on tiptoes on her stool to pull down a couple of dildos from the top of her wardrobe.
I started to run the toy over my pussy, feeling the vibrations course through my cunt. Already sensitive from the lickings it had been given it didn’t take much for little bangs of pleasure to start flowing through me. I groaned and slid the toy over my lips, feeling the power course through them and tremble down my slit. I could feel myself juicing up in readiness as Faith and Willow started sorting through the strap-ons, deciding which ones fitted their complexions as well as it would fit our holes. I slid the toy into my hole and gave a shriek of pleasure as it shuddered against my walls and down against my bud. Beside me Cordy was working her pussy as well, sliding a dildo in and out, making herself wet for the first-fuck of the night. Beside us Faith and Will were giggling as they talked quietly. I could have listened in if I wanted to, using my Slayer hearing to eavesdrop, but I was too engaged in making myself shudder with vibrator induced joy. Anyway, I guessed, they were just deciding how to divide me and Cordelia, and if you’ve learnt anything about me so far in my story, well, y’know I’m easier than New Orleans.
"B, spread your legs, cos I’m going to fuck you to New Fuck city and back," grinned Faith turning to face me
"Same for you, babe," nodded Willow, "I wanted my first fuck to be with my girlfriend," she explained. Not that I cared; I knew that I’d get plenty of fuckings from both her and Faith and I was pretty confident some shared ones as well. And, from the way Cordy licked her lips with a lascivious grin and appraised Faith firm’s body as the Slayer approached the bed, it was a racing certainty that Cordelia was thinking on the same lines as me.
I moved back on the bed and opened my legs, my pussy glistening invitingly with my cum. I pushed up my chest, flaunting my teenage titties at Faith, "Come fuck me, come stick your big dildo in my sopping slot. I want you to fuck me."
"Sure you do, blondie," said Faith, "You’re fucking cunt is so slick with girl cum, you’re dripping, you’re fucking wet for it." She moved on top of me, guiding the dong forward and pushing it into my tight teen hole. I moaned with pleasure as she shoved at me, raising myself to help the toy enter. Faith’s hands were either side of me, pressed onto the bed and her legs slid between mine. I felt her sexy, bouncy boobs bash against me as she went down again, her firm nipples brushing my equally hard teats. My hands reached up and onto her back, stroking at the bottom of her shoulder blades as she began to get into a passionate rhythm. "Good girl, twinkie, let me fuck your sweet little pussy."
I moaned and let myself go, my hands clawing and caressing Faith’s back, my mouth struggling to slurp against hers as she came down, my legs wrapping round her calves like I was trying to imprison her. Beside me Cordy was doing similar, arching her back as she was ploughed, her heels bouncing against the bed and her titties pushing at Will’s. Our girlfriends hammered down hard, making the bed shudder and squeak, like it was a mouse stuck in a box. The two strap-ons invaded our pussies, thrusting deep and making Cordy and me cry out and moan. Shrieks of "Fuck!" and "Yes!" competed with less intelligible but still passionate, "Ooohhhs!" and "Aaarrrgghhs!". Faith was on the top of her game, hitting my clit so fast and hard that soon I was a wreck of nerve-blown orgasms. I didn’t doubt Cordy was feeling the same.
As we banged I moved nearer Cordelia, until we were so close that I could move my head towards hers. Cordy saw where I was going and joined me. Our open mouths met and we slid our tongues at each other, both enjoying the pant of the other’s warm breath and feeling the shudder as we were pummelled. It felt so good to have a girl’s tongue in me as my slick pussy was slammed open by another girl’s dildo. Especially as Cordy knew how to do it, not even the hard hammering she was getting disrupting her passionate mouthings. "You go girls," grunted Faith and hammered harder. I dropped my hands from Faith and slid one to cup and play with Willow’s titties as she came down, stroking my own tittie with the other. From the corner of her eye Cordy saw what I was doing and within moments her own hands were stroking and caressing at Faith’s tit. We continued, all connected in a welter of hands and tongues and dildos.
"Oh yes, you’re so tight baby, ooooohhhh, oooohhhh," squeaked Willow as she hammered down. I could see from the way her and Faith’s contorted in pleasure and the little ecstatic grunts and groan they made that they’d gone for straps on that, even as they hit our clits, were stimulating their own. The harder they slammed, and they were both going down like jackhammers, the more Cordy and I came and more Faith and Will did, a win-win orgasm party.
"Oooooh, ooooohh, oooooohhhh" moan Willow, "oooooooooooohhhh." She slid the toy out of Cordy and dropped onto her back, "I’m done. I need ten minutes."
"Aaaarrrgghh," I squealed, breaking my mouth from Cordelia’, "Fuck me Faith, give it me long and hard." The good thing about having a Slayer on top of me was I didn’t need to worry that Faith’s energy would flag anytime soon; she’d be able to carry on pounding me until the Sun burnt out… At least in theory.
The dildo popped out of my pussy and Faith clambered to her feet, "Hey Will, C’s pussy looks fuckable. You mind if I have a go?"
"Come fuck me," answered Cordy replying for her girlfriend and Willow gave a small nod. Within seconds Faith was entering Cordy’s cunt and slamming her hard. Under me the bed shook as my friends fucked like porn stars. I slid my finger down to my pussy and began to rub the wet hole, keeping my clit ready for a pounding as soon as Will recovered. It looked like that would take a few minutes, as she was resting against the headboard, fondling her titties as she watched her girlfriend be ridden like a whore. Cordy’s legs shot in the air, wiggling on either side of Faith, like electricity was burning through them, "Ohhhh, fuck, fuck, fuck. I want you to fuck me harder, fuck my cunt until it’s raw, fuck me, fuck meeee!"
I moved my finger harder, working it around and down, hitting the spot and making me quiver with excitement. But not as much as Cordelia; the brunette was bouncing on the bed so much that it was like the San Andreas fault had opened beneath us. "Aaaarrrghhh, uurrrgghhh, ooooohhhhhh, aaaarrggghhh," she screamed, "Slam that rubber dick in me. I want that big fucking plastic dong ripping my pussy. Ohhhh fuuucckkk meeee haaaarrrddderrrrrr!"
I pushed my finger deeper, I was so hot and horny it wasn’t enough. I added a second, pushing down deep into my cunt and rubbing my G-spot, making the clit bounce and quiver. It was enough to make me tingle and moan, but as Cordy screamed again, bending her back and clamping her legs round Faith, it wasn’t enough. I got up and walked over to the desk where Will had her ‘puter. Next to it were a selection of toys she’d taken from under her mattress earlier. I took a moment to sift them and then chose a long, ribbed butt-plug.
I sat on her office chair, straddling it so that I was resting my front against its back and twirling it round like a carousel. I lifted myself enough so that my ass was off the seat and my pussy was rubbing against the metal rod that kept the backrest in place, cooling it and making it warm at the same time. I moved against it a bit harder, making my cunt slide round the metal frame. At the same time I hooked a finger through the ring of the plug and started to enter it into my ass. It went in easily, as designed, and I let out a cry of pleasure, though not nearly as loud as Cordy’s high-pitched banshee yells. I rubbed harder against the smooth steel, coating the silver chrome with Buffy cum and worked the toy into my ass. "Oh, yes, yes, yes," I moaned softly, "Ohhhhh, uuurrrhhh, urrrhhh." I twisted and turned the plug, scraping at my ass and pushing so deep that I could feel the tip of the plug pushing at the thin wall that separated front hole and back. "Oooohhh, ooooohhh, urrrrhhh," I gasped louder. I pulled it out quickly, enjoying the rush of excitement that flowed through me. Quickly I put the toy back in again, working it deep into my ass.
On the bed I could see Will grinning, her gaze moving between a hard-banging Faith/Cordy twosome and little me analising herself. I gave a sultry lick of my lips, pushing the toy up my butt, "How you feeling Willow? Recovered?"
"Re-energised," said my friend and jumped off the bed like she was the battery bunny. I pushed myself forward, warming the metal with cunt and pushing my titties over the chair’s backrest. Willow moved behind me and slid her hand over my waist, "I think I know which hole you’re wanting fucked."
"I’m wondering if all those spells are making you clairvoyant," I grinned, lifting my ass a bit higher and wiggling it like the slut I am.
"That’d be a reason," said Willow dryly, "Now unless you want us to zip round the room like we’re performing assfuck on ice you might want to move."
Though the idea of zooming around the room on castors whilst getting my butt-fucked had an appeal I was also guessing it might cause a few technical problems. I got up walked past the bouncing bed (where Cordelia was still screaming like she was being tasered by Faith’s strap-on) to Willow’s beanbag. I dropped myself face down ass up, the bag gelling to my body shape and flowing round me, the ‘beans’ rustling beneath me. I turned my head, to look at Willow, "Fill me up."
There was a pop as Will pulled the butt-plug out of my butt. For a second my chute felt chilled without the comforting feel of plastic. But only for a moment… Will’s strap-on pushed down deep as she clambered on top of me, the toy sliding down a back-hole already gaped by the butt-plug. I sunk further into the bean bag, the colourful material pressing against my skin, the beans squashing beneath my weight. Willow pounded down, propelling the toy with all her might into me and I cried, "Fuck me. Ass-fuck me to infinity… and beyond."
"Will do, Buffy," replied Willow, "I’ll screw that bangable ass open."
She moved up and came down again, the wallop of her body against mine driving me further into the bag, making its inside squeal and squeak like thousands of tiny mice. Up she went; and down. Up and down, up and down. The toy slammed deep down my chute, hammering in my hole and thrusting aside my walls like they were stretchy play dough. I screamed and gasped, my hands tearing at the cotton material, slapping against the bag making the little polystyrene beans jump even more. Willow went down harder, her teenage titties battering my back and her long red hair whipping down past her face to brush at my cheeks. She moaned in pleasure as the attachment on her toy tickled her G-spot and rammed down vigorously, "Oooh, fuck, Buffy, Buffy, Buffy. You’re ass is so good."
"Ohhhhh, urrrrrhhh, aaaaarhhhhh, ooooohhhh," I cried out in response
On the bed Faith got up off Cordy. For a second I almost stopped my orgasmic moans, so surprised was I that my fellow Slayer had finished already. My surprise didn’t last long; "On your front," said Faith and without waiting rolled over Cordy. She spread her fellow brunette’s butt-cheeks and began to introduce the dildo to her ass. Cordelia purred in pleasure.
Willow gasped out, "Fuck her, Faith, fuck her ass. It’s such a great ass and I love fucking it, you’ll love fucking it as well."
"I’m sure will Red," said Faith and began to work the dildo slowly in and out of Cordy’s ass.
"Ooooohhh, aaaaaarggghhh, oooooh," Cordy and I gasped together; "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck my ass," we squealed and cried. Our lovers rammed down, powering hard into anal passages and hitting at our ass walls, sending waves of pleasure crashing round. "Harder, faster," we shrieked, "Give it me, give it deep!" There was the sound of the bed board bouncing on the wall and a rumble from the floor as it seemed to vibrate beneath my beanbag, "Oh my…. Fuuucckkk! Fuuuckk!"
Orgasms poured through me as Willow pounded down, explosions of pleasure which made my toes curl and my thighs electrify; blissful bombardments that left my fingers twisted into the bag and my twat soaking it; roaring avalanches of ecstasy that made my insides blister and my skin sweat. Down and deep Willow thrust, the dildo slapping far into my bowels. She was grunting as well, orgasms rending through her body as she slammed mine. I could feel her thighs slap onto to me, the perspiration on our skin making them slide against me even as they crashed forward. I screamed louder, "Fuuccckkk, aaaaarggghhh, fuuuucckkk!"
"Huh, huh," panted Will, "I’m all done." She popped the cock out of my ass without warning and collapsed on the bed beside her ass-fucking girlfriend, "I need a break."
"If you must…" I smiled to show that even though I was disappointed with the gap in my ass-fucking I was also understanding – not everyone had Slayer strength.
I got up and helped myself to a dildo, before dropping back on the comfy beanbag and starting to massage my pussy with the toy. Cordelia continued to scream as Faith rammed her, their two bodies colliding as Cordy raised herself up to meet Faith’s dives down. I slid the toy into my sopping slit as I watched them, pushing it up and down with excitement as Cordy gave another howl of bliss. Faith pulled out and they changed position, Faith lying on her back, Cordy doing a reverse cowgirl, bouncing her ass on the Slayer’s dildo. I took my own toy and shifted position so that I was on my hands and knees, my fingers sliding into my slot, whilst I used the toy to keep my gaping ass open. It was so hot to watch I was gushing with cum.
It wasn’t doing any harm to Will’s horniness levels either. She had moved to the office seat and was leaning back on it, running a finger round a nipple, whilst she’d pushed her strap to one side to allow her other finger easy access to her pussy. She gave a moan of pleasure and bit down on her lip as she watched her girlfriend being violently sodomised; and loving it. My friend let out a low grunt and slid a second finger into her hole, twisting them round and pushing down like her slit was a helter-skelter they were sliding down. "Bang her hard, Faith," she groaned, "Fuck Cordy’s tight ass. Stick your dildo in her and bang her ass open."
"Oh my God," screamed Cordelia, "This is… oh my God, shit, crap, oh my God."
Willow pulled her fingers out of her slit and licked away the pussy juice she had coated them with. She stood up and adjusted her dildo, "I’m going to claim hosts privilege."
"She’s your girlfriend," Faith slowed down and allowed Cordy’s to lie back against her, "You’ll both let me have another go when Will’s finished? That’s a bangable back fuckhole she’s got."
"Oh silly me," grinned Will, "You misunderstand. I was thinking we could share. That’s good with you Cordy?"
"Mmnnn, yeah," replied the brunette, spreading her legs and making sure she was still firmly impaled on Faith’s rubber shaft, "More than good."
As I watched Willow move into to join Faith in Cordy I almost flooded the room, slamming a finger into my pussy and jacking my dildo in my ass. I was burning with red-hot lust, so intense that no matter how hard I dipped my own holes I couldn’t get rid of it. Not that I wanted to… looking at the three of them fucking was almost as exciting as getting dp’d myself, especially as I was pretty sure that when Cordy was used up Faith and Willow would want to return to me. I pushed the dildo deeper in my ass, making sure I was prepped for them and continued to watch. Cordy was screaming and shrieking, her legs squeezing against Will’ waist and her hands tearing at the air like she was clawing invisible ghosts. Over and under her Will and Faith were sweating, smiles on their faces as their own pussies were pleasured by their toys.
"Fuuuucckkkk," howled a sandwiched Cordelia, "fuuucccckkkk!" Her body twisted and her back bent so much it looked like it was snapping. "AAAarrrrghhhh, aaaaarrrgghhh," Cordelia’s screams were high enough to shatter glass, "Fuuuccckkk. Fuuuucccckkkk. Iiiiiii…! Fuccccckkkk!" She had orgasmed so much her face was contorted like she was in pain. The Slayer and the wiccan slapped against her, slamming their dildos into her, making her quiver like she was being repeatedly shot in a bad gangster flick.
Harder and harder they pounded, as I rammed my dildo up my ass and thrust my fingers down my slick slot, "Ooohhh," I moaned, "OOOhhh. I want some of that…"
"Yeah," grunted Faith, "And we’re going to give it you, right Red?"
"Yes," gasped Willow, "In a minute… once we make Cordelia cum one more time." She redoubled her ploughing of her girlfriend’s pussy. The teen brunette caterwauled like her insides were being strung round her vocal chords, bouncing like she was a tennis ball being battered back and forth. More cum came from my pussy and I gave my ass one last shove of pleasure.
Cordy lay panting on the bed, looking like a rag doll, albeit one more sweaty and with a reddish hue to her skin. I ignored her and jumped onto the bed, grinning widely as I said, "Who’s for what hole?"
Faith and Willow looked at each other and there seemed a risk they might have a long conversation to decide, which was time taken away from dping me. It was time to take matters into my own hands and pushed a sitting Will onto her back – she was more likely the one who needed to lie back and rest; "Pussy time Will," I said as I clambered on top of her, "Faith can fuck my ass."
"You’re getting very dom, twinkie," grinned Faith, "You don’t want to have a go at being a top? Me and you could have a go at Cordy; I’m sure she’d be up for another doubling over."
"Yeah," murmured Cordy weakly.
I ignored her, shaking my head at Faith, "No. I want my holes filled, you and Will can stick to doing the filling."
"Mmmnn, yes," agreed Will, as now we’d got that little issue out of the way, I straddled her and began to slide down her dildo. I came down easy, my juices sliding down the dong and lubricating my journey. Willow leant up on her elbows and slid her hands over my thighs, guiding me as I squirmed down and lifted up, getting the toy worked deep into my lust soaked pussy. I shoved down, slamming the haft into Will and half into me. Willow groaned, "That’s it, oh my… that’s it."
"Work it, blondie," grinned Faith. She moved her hands to my sides, keeping them in place and letting me move between them, rubbing my skin gently. I moved faster getting into a rhythm with Will, riding her hard like I was a cowgirl at the rodeo. Faith kept behind me, her hands lightly on me. "Fuck her, fuck her twinkie," she murmured at me, as I brushed past her fingers. Faster and faster I moved, ramming down on a perspiring Will, making her skin as flush as her hair. I was almost out of control when I felt Faith grabbed me and bring me to a stop. "’Bout time I joined, isn’t it," she purred.
"Oh, yes. I want your dildo in my ass," I replied, my voice shaking with excitement. She cupped my buttocks as she pushed the toy in. Slowly at first, then faster, driving it deep into my passage, dragging it out and thrusting in again, quicker and further. Again and again, forcing me forward onto Will’s toy. The redhead punched up. I gasped and groaned as the two rubber dongs tore in and out of me, "Fuck me, I’m a greedy slut who wants your big dildos," I giggled. The two of them took me at my word and rammed at me, putting their strength and power behind the hammering of my holes. I threw my head back and cried out, "Harder, I want more. I want you to fuck me so I die a happy slut."
"Not literally," said Willow and thrust up.
"Shit, B, you want it hard, I’ll give it you hard," said Faith and rammed down my anal chute. The dildo powered so deep that I could feel it bouncing against Will’s, only a narrow wall separating them. I screamed, the pleasure racing through me.
"That hard enough?" said Faith and without waiting for an answer drew back and rammed in again. The cock shot down my ass like a rocket blowing out of (or into) a silo. I didn’t answer, not in words anyway, but gave a yell of ecstasy, lifting my head and howling at the light, like a wolf at the moon. Faith rammed harder, her titties bouncing against my back and her thighs smacking onto mine. Her hands gripped my waist, squeezing at my sides, the fingers clenching so deep into me that it threatened to bruise. Her dildo slammed down deep, "That hard enough B? You want more?"
I shrieked "Fuuuuccckkk, aaaaaargggghhhh." The orgasms were rushing through my holes, like a torrent of rainwater flooding a mine; waves of unstoppable lust, driving away any obstructions in their path. The two toys seemed to meet in the middle, pounding at the wall like two sledgehammers. I felt like I was about to break, snapped in half by the violent, vigorous poundings. My hands folded into fists, the nails nipping at my flesh of my palms. I screamed again, the ecstasy inside me unable to be contained, "Fuuuucccckkkkkk aaaaaargggghhh, fuuuucccckkk!"
"That’s it, Twinkie, let it out. Scream like a slut on heat," grinned Faith, levering her dildo deep into me.
"Oh Buffy, that’s it, that’s great, oh Buffy, let me bang your cunt," moaned Will, thrusting up to meet Faith half-way.
I bucked and twisted, letting them hit me from both sides, filling my holes and burning my innards. Orgasm after orgasm hit me, a cataclysm of pleasure… I opened my mouth and screamed to heaven, "Aaaaarrrghhh…. Fuuuuccccckkk!" The two of them ignored my screams and, adding a few moans and grunts of their own, continued to bear down on me, rocking me like a sex crazed seesaw. Our bodies were covered with sweat, the perspiration dripping and sliding off us like we were showering in a rainstorm. My damp hair clung to my head and my even damper cunt discharged cum like a faucet, sending the girl juice sliding down Will’s dildo. "Ohhhhh, fuuuucckkk, aaaaaarggghhh, uuurrrhhhh, aaaarrrrgggg!"
Harder and harder they pounded, faster and further, slamming their toys deep into to my once tight holes. My ass and slit were stretched and sore, aching with pleasure. I was leaning down forward over Will, my smaller tits resting on the redhead’s sexy bouncy ones. She thrust up, dildoing my clit so deliciously I almost fainted. Faith came down, hammering my back-hole with a vigour that only a Slayer could have kept up for so long. Another orgasm hit me, wrenching my insides so strongly that it was like someone had thrust a hand through my guts. I screamed "Mooooorreeee! Fuuuccckkk meeeee moooorrreee!"
And they did.
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I gave a small goodbye wave to Faith as she got out at the stop near her motel. Being Faith she didn’t wave back, but instead hefted her bag on her shoulder and trudged across the empty parking lot to the crud-house where she lived. The bus started again before she got to her door, I turned my head to see her enter – just to make sure she got home okay – but the bus was too fast and her walk too slow. I shrugged and relaxed back into my seat; it was mid-morning so I couldn’t see any vamps ambushing her and if the Mayor had human minions to do his dirty work – well Faith was designed to beat up hell beasts and creatures who’d tear up armies - humans shouldn’t be a problem. Mind you, if she was aching anything like me, the last thing she’d want is a fight before she’d had a bath and bed. Though as Faith and Will had be doing the hammering and Cordy and me were the ones getting hammered, her holes probably weren’t as used and opened as mine. I smiled as I remembered last night, or as much as I could, too many of the fuckings had become an orgasmic blur, as me and Cordy were swapped around like two cheap hookers, hole after hole being filled and fucked. I wasn’t sure how many times I’d found myself sandwiched between Faith and Will, or how often I’d ended between their legs licking their pussies dry as they recovered their strength – but it was a lot.
I was still smiling at the memory as the bus pulled up at my stop. I grabbed my bag and got off. My Slayer recuperation meant I was starting to recover already, my well-used ass returning to virgin tightness and the bruises, where my waist had been over-enthusiastically grabbed, fading. A few hours sleep and I’d be as right as Ronald. I opened the kitchen door.
Mom was sitting at the table, still wearing the dress she had worn last night. I’d have guessed she got lucky and scored if it wasn’t that her pick-up was sitting beside pointing a gun at her head. The pistol swung in my direction as I stepped in, aiming unwaveringly at my heart.
"Hello, Buffy," said Darla.
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