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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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The speed with which Anya was heading out of town told me that the upcoming Ascension was going to be really, really, totally and massively bad. I watched her almost sprint down the school steps and head towards the still parked limo she’d hired for the night; she opened the door and turned back to me, standing in the school doorway, "You wanna come Buffy? I know a hotel we can hole up in as the world burns," she called.
"I’m good," I called back, "Gotta an orgy to attend. You could come too…"
"Bye Buffy," she said in reply and jumped in the back of the car.
I watched it go as Will and Cordy came up behind me, "Ready?"
"Let me just go touch up my make-up; it’s a bit smudged," I replied.
"Comes from getting banged in one of the classrooms," Willow laughed.
"I don’t see why you bother," moaned Cordelia, "It’s only going to get mussed up again when you get home."
"I like to make an effort," I said and headed towards the restroom. After a few steps I turned my head, "You might want to round up the stragglers and get them in cabs."
"We’ll be late…" called Cordy in exasperation after me.
I wasn’t worried, there’d be enough pussy to last all night but my make-up was so smeared I looked like I was the female version of the Joker and there was no way I was going to the orgy of the year looking like I was dorkalina. When I entered I was going to look my best – sumptuous and sexy ready to be fucked by as many hot girls as my holes would take (and they could take a lot). And Cordy should know that all the in-girls are fashionably late for orgies; it meant missing the uncomfortable small talk and arriving just for the action.
I didn’t speed my make-up, glossing my lips a rampant red, rouging my cheeks so that they had a healthy glow and brushing my blonde hair ‘til it was as soft as a feather bed. All the while Cordy was standing feet away from me, tapping a foot, looking at her watch and repeating, "We’ll be late" like the demented double of Alice’s White Rabbit.
At last I was finished; I gave my lips a last smack and air kissed towards the mirror like I was Marilyn Monroe, before turning to Cordy, "So how do I look?"
"Passable", said my ‘friend’, "Now get into gear, we’re late."
Willow, unlike her girlfriend, had been doing something useful whilst waiting for me, making sure all the girls were headed towards my place (even some who Cordelia somehow had forgotten to invite – mostly cos they were prettier than her). Now she was waiting with the last cab; she got in as we approached. I jumped in the front seat and Cordy got snuggly beside her lover in the back. The driver turned to me, "You all heading for 1630 Revello Drive?"
"Sure are," I replied.
"Big party there tonight, huh?"
"The biggest…" I grinned.
The roads were quiet, like all of Sunnydale seemed resting before the storm, even all the houses on my street seemed dark, the only one with lights shining between the curtains was mine. I gave the driver a twenty, telling him to keep the change and got out, walking up the path to the door, Cordy and Willow behind me. As I approached I could hear the sounds of the party, cheers and laughter and shouts and other gasping cries and moans. The door was off the latch and opened at a push. I stepped in, the warmth of so many bodies hitting me like I’d step in front of an electric heater.
Just inside the door was Darla, who seemed to have moved in with Mom without anyone bothering to tell me. The ex-vamp was wearing a pair of tassels of her nipples, like a burlesque artist trying to keep a bit of modesty and mystery. The impact was spoilt by the fact that she wasn’t wearing anything else, leaving her slutty cunt exposed to anyone who wanted to look. She let go off the naked teen she’d had her arm round as I came in and turned to me, "Hi Buffy," she said perkily.
"Darla," I replied, more frigidly.
"Me and your Mom were worried you weren’t coming, you’re so late," she said.
I ignored the ‘told you so’ comment from Cordy behind me and gave Darla my most dazzling, fake, smile, "It’s my orgy; I just didn’t want to arrive early and have to stand here naked like a complete skank."
If Darla caught my undertone she didn’t bite, which her being an ex-vamp, was prob a good thing, instead she took a step behind me and slid her arms around Cordy and Willow’s waists, "Well you’re here now. I’m Darla by the way…"
"We know," I said on behalf of Will and Cordelia.
Darla carried on talking to them both, "I’m hoping that we’ll spend a little bit of time together later," she licked her lips seductively and wiggled her top; the tassels on the titties fluttered as the mounds jiggled.
"That’d be great," said Cordy enthusiastically.
"Perhaps," said Willow, taking her lead from me her voice was cooler. She brushed the blonde’s arm away and glared at Cordy. The brunette missed the hint and continued to let Darla hold her close, the ex-vamp lowering her hand to stroke at her butt. Willow frowned, but we both knew Cordy was as immune to hints as a waterproof jacket is to rain.
Darla smiled, letting go of Cordy, "Later, perhaps." Her smile continued as she carried on, turning slightly so that she was addressing me as well, "You’ll want to get out of your dresses… nothing spoils an orgy as much as clothes." I didn’t disagree, so she carried on, "We’ve put up a clothes hangar in the spare room you can put on your dresses on, there’s a shoe rack there as well… not sure what you’re going to do with your panties, I thought everyone would be coming bare-bottomed like Buffy."
"I’m not wearing any," said Will, "Nor is Cordelia, as I think you felt."
"Now aren’t you as prepared as two little Girl Scouts," said Darla. She gave Cordelia a look, moving her gaze up and down as the brunette giggled and posed, flirting lustfully with the lascivious ex-bad. Darla gave a seductive lick of her lips, growling "I’ll see you later."
"Skanky tramp," I muttered under my breath as I took Cordy by the shoulder turning her round and pointing her towards the stairs. Willow followed, with me bringing up the rear. We had to struggle up the sides of the stairs, walking sideways, back to the walls to stop ourselves falling over naked lovelies who were lying in a chain all the way up the stairs. Each one was having their pussy licked by the hottie beneath them and doing the same to the girl above them. The ridges of the stairs weren’t the most comfortable place to lie, but gathering from the moans and gasps and sucky, slurpy sounds none of the lesbian muff-eating team was complaining.
As I got to the landing I could see that they also might have chosen the stairs as the only place to get space for a six-girl chain, the landing being as crowded as my ass with a fist up it. Half a dozen girls were strewn across it, paired off in three pairs of hard-going sixty-nines, their tongues battering each other’s slits with enthusiasm. I negotiated the naked sixty-niners like a kayak riding a river, stepping over or between the naked bodies as I followed Cordy and Will to the small, spare bedroom.
One look told me that I wasn’t going to fit in there. The single bed was already occupied by three naked cheerleaders having a good time. The one in the middle was lying on her side grunting and shaking with excitement as one of her friends slammed a dildo in her pussy and the other one had eased her face between the teen’s butt-cheeks and gave her backhole an intimate tongue examination. With the hanger taking up one side of the room, and another two naked cutes kissing in the corner, leaning against the wardrobe, there was only just room for Cordy and Willow to get undressed. I tapped Will on the shoulder, "I’ll get changed in my room, I’ll see you in downstairs."
"Okay," grinned Will, "We might see if we can get a little space on the bed and join in first."
"Sure, looks crowded," I said.
"We’ll make some room," Willow said and unhooked her dress strap.
I turned back into the landing, even more crowded as a fourth couple had joined and were lying across the doorway of the spare room, nuzzling each other’s cunts and moaning softly. I stepped over them and ducked and dived my way to my own room.
Unsurprisingly, it was occupied. On my bed, legs akimbo lay two of my classmates, on top of them, thrusting strap-ons into their wanton slits were another two senior year girls. "Excuse me," I said and stepped into the room. Sitting naked on my desk was Amy, she was leaning back and groaning in pleasure as kneeling between her legs was Aura, the Cordette Xander had been to the prom with, slurping at the witch’s cunt. On the other side of the room were two I didn’t recognise, a long haired brunette leaning on my window sill as a cute Asian girl with glasses rammed her from behind. "Excuse me," I said again, though they were all too engrossed to listen to me, and stepped over to my wardrobe. I slid out of my dress, thinking how weird it was to be stripping in a room with eight hot women and not one of them was checking me out. Indeed the only thing looking at me was Mr Gordo, sitting on his shelf, or at least he would have been if someone hadn’t thrown a pair of panties over his head. I kicked off my shoes and put them in my shoe rack.
I got down on my knees and looked under the springing bed. I knew my trunk would only contain weapons – Mom had told me she was going to borrow all my toys for the night to add to her own and the ones she and Cordy had bought – but in a shoe-box, mostly contain snaps of me and Will and Xander was my emergency dildo. I managed to drag it out, the bottom of the bed hitting me a couple of times as it sagged under the fucking. It was only a small toy, six inches, but it would help to prepare me. I moved into the corner of my room, leaning with one hand against my wardrobe. With the other I took the dildo and started to slide it up my ass. It was tight at first, my Slayer healing ability bringing my hole back to its virgin state in the couple of hours since Anya had used it. But I forced it in and out, panting with pleasure, as the dildo slid up the hole and spread my walls. In front of me the hotties on the bed continued to thrust and grunt, ramming their pussies, whilst on the desk Amy gave a series of final grunts and squirted all over Aura. It was so hot I moved even faster, ramming the dildo up my ass and grunting with pleasure.
"Want a hand, Buffy?" Amy got up off my dresser, half a dozen rolls of lip gloss coming with her, to fall on the floor in a pitter-patter.
"Ohhh, yeah," I groaned. Amy walked over and dropped to her knees in front of me. Her hands spread my pussy and she stuck her tongue in. I groaned and clawed at the wardrobe wall as she thrust herself deep, exploring far into my hole and slurping round and round the walls. The juice dripped from me, secreting from my flesh like it was melting. I stuffed the dildo harder and faster into my anal passage, grunting and groaning as Amy’s tongue went so far in that her nose was following it, stabbing at the top of my slit hard.
"Fuccckkk, yeah, ooooohhhh," I called out. My eyes woozled with pleasure, my body shaking in ecstasy. I cried out loudly, thanking the heavens for the glorious tongue in my cunt and the toy in my ass. In the background one of the girls on the bed was screaming and thrashing so loudly it was like she was having a heart attack; as the orgasms hit me I knew how she felt. Harder and harder Amy licked, cleaning my pussy off its cummy juices like a pro, even if I was soaking so much it was an unwinnable battle. I shrieked loudly again, pushing at the wardrobe so hard it wobbled and threatened to fall. On the bed heart attack girl and her friend was getting up and a new couple were replacing them, the bottom on that one turning on her hands and knees as her current partner, took the toy and slid it in from behind. I worked my own ass harder, thrusting the toy up so far that if I’d let go it’d probably never found it again.
I anally masturbated myself harder and faster, feeling my asshole walls stretch and open, readying themselves for much bigger toys. At the same time Amy had found my clit and was busily tonguing it, hammering it harder and fast, slurping at the bud so that it was as soaked in her spit as my juice. Together the toy and tongue came together in perfect synchronicity, making both my holes cum together in an explosion of lust. I bucked and screamed "Aaaaaarrrghh, fuuuucckkk, yeeaaaaahhh!"
Amy stood up, cum glistening on her lips. She grinned, "Looks like its starting to be a great party."
I pulled the dildo from my ass and tossed it on the bed, next to the fucking foursome, "Looks like…" I grinned in confirmation.
Opposite me, Aura was on her knees again, her head between someone else’s legs, slurping their pussy hard. Beside me, one of the girls I hadn’t recognised was leaning on the window-sill panting, her hair, soaked with sweat plastered to her forehead. I couldn’t see her partner, but the strap-on was sitting on the floor. Amy smiled and picked it up, she turned to the young woman, "You want another ride?"
"Yes," the girl giggled, "Fly me."
"Later, Amy," I said to her and left the room. The landing was still full of sixty-nining couples, though they weren’t all the same ones as before. I stepped over the nearest and poked my head into the spare room. Two of the cheerleaders had gone, but the middle one was still there, except this time she was in the centre of Willow, fingering cheery slit, and Cordy, using the dildo to open the girl’s ass. It looked like they’d be a while so I left them to it and went downstairs.
It was just as crowded as upstairs…
I headed into the main room. Mom and Darla had somehow managed to install a couple of poles around which a couple of naked lovelies were rubbing themselves, the greased pole sliding between their titties and over their naked slots like a giant, hard, python. One of them let go and danced away into the arms of a redhead holding a strap-on. Her place was taken by a brunette, and for a moment I thought it was Faith out of her coma, but then I saw it was Missy Patone, a cheerleader who’d graduated last year – I’d never noticed how similar they were until I watched Missy love the pole.
It wasn’t just Missy and the other pole dancer who were sexing it on up; the room was full of nubile teens doing the dirty. Some were sitting masturbating on their own as they watched, others were going at in pairs - fingers, double-enders, sixty-nining and every other position I could think of – then there were the threesomes, strap-ons double penetrations, two titties with two mouths, or sharing a cunt. And finally there was the entire swim team who were looping the room in a massive daisy chain, slurping and lapping and moaning as they tongued pussy and had it tongued, a circle of sapphic ecstasy. The whole room had the beautiful smell of excitement - pussy juice mixed with sweat with just a touch of a variety of expensive perfumes.
I skipped over the licking swimmers and into the kitchen; the squeals and moans greeting me as I walked through the door, a cacophony of girls enjoying girls. Two teens were bent over the table, their mouths just far away from each other that their lips couldn’t quite connect and but their darting tongues could, slithering and sliding against each other in a welter of passion. Below and behind them crouched another two High School Seniors, slurping their snatches and ramming their tongues into and out of the holes. Another pair were in the corner, making out passionately as they fingered themselves and each other, their fingers moving between the two wet slits and thrusting deep into the wet hole.
"Hi Buffy," Mom called, "Darla said you were here."
Darla gave a nod to agree that’s what she said and carried on butt fucking the girl on her hands and knees in front of her. The same girl’s head was deep between my Mom’s legs, slurping at her pussy as Mom sat on one of the kitchen chairs, leg spread. Unlike Darla she hadn’t bothered to decorate her titties with tassels, you could see that the round, pink nipples were as stiff as boards.
"Yep, I’ve just got changed, said hello to Amy and came down," I took a step closer and glanced down to see who the teen getting shared by Mom and Darla was "Hello Harmony."
"Buffy," the reply was muffled as the blonde didn’t look up from my Mom’s pussy. I shrugged; not put off by her rudeness – it’s not like me and Cordette number two were in any way besties, plus I knew how tasty Mom’s cunt was.
"How’s the crystal," I said, walking over to where the Khol Crystal was sitting on a shelf, between an egg timer and decorative bowl. It was glowing dimly and cool to the touch. There was a shriek from Mom and her pussy blasted cum over Harm’s face; the crystal flashed brightly before returning to it previous dimness or perhaps the colour was just a tiny shade sharper?
I stared at it for a moment and then turned back towards the kitchen table. Mom had stood up and was lifting one of the squatting girls up from her pussy licking, her hand moving down to rub the teen’s slit as her lips went down to park themselves on the teen’s cummy filled mouth. Harmony had shifted her attention from Mom’s pussy to Darla’s strap-on and was crouching on her haunches greedily sucking the rubber as the ex-vamp. The dumb blonde’s ass was would still be open from the thrusting it had got and it made my own pussy wet, thinking of my tongue in it. I got onto my back and slid forward so that my mouth was just under her cheeks; I lifted my head opened my mouth and pushed myself in.
I could feel Harmony quiver as I pushed in, running my tongue round her open asshole, sliding over the smooth warm walls. Even as I pressed in I could feel the chute shrinking back to a more normal size, the walls closing round my tongue and squeezing at it. I carried on, fighting the closure, battling to thrust myself up as the tightening tube walls forced me out.
"Darla," my Mom called out, "Why don’t you come upstairs and we can find a room to share… sorry what’s your name?"
The girl’s answer was drowned out as Darla removed the toy from Harm’s mouth, allowing the teen to scream out in pleasure, "Eat my ass, lick my ass, I want your tongue up my butt."
I responded vigorously, my tongue lathering up the teenage butthole. But I was fighting a loosing battle, the tunnel closing with greater pressure than even my Slayer tongue could manage in response. Harmony tried to delay it, gripping her cheeks and pulling at them so her hole was spread. I licked up, my tongue lovingly shooting over her wall and kissing better where the hard rubber had bashed at it. But I wasn’t getting as deep as I was before, tonguing the entrance only – and lying on the kitchen floor wasn’t as comfortable as doing it in a nice comfy bed or even on a soft carpet. I pulled my tongue out and slid away.
Harmony half-turned, twisting her head the rest of the way and looked down, "Buffy?" she asked half in what sounded like surprise, half in what sounded like annoyance.
"Who did you think it was? The tonguing fairy?" I levered myself up from the floor and stretched.
Harmony gave a snort, as if I hadn’t just given her the best ass reaming she’d ever have, and straightened up with an arrogant shake of her long blonde hair. She looked round, looking for a new hook-up, but all the partnering couples, threesome and quads were all filled up. She turned back to me, "Let’s go into the main room and sixty-nine."
"Please?" I said with a mischievous grin.
"Please!" snarled the bitchy blonde. She gave another look round, checking there was definitely no opening she could force her way into. There wasn’t. She turned back to me and in a less aggressive tone, though with an undercurrent said "Please."
I was tempted to tease Miss Up Herself more, but there was a crystal to power up and I was as horny as Harm. I nodded, "Why not, I’m free."
I picked the crystal from the shelf and took it into the lounge where I could keep an eye on it charging up. The sound and smell of sex almost overpowered me as I entered. Girls remained intertwined in every cranny and corner, their tongues, fingers and toys entering mouths, pussies and buttholes. The swimming team were still in a ring, though dildos had replaced tongues as cunt filler of choice, hard plastic rods being crammed in each swimmer’s wet slit, as each of them used her own toy on the swimmer in front of them. Their cries and moans filled the room, a cacophony of pleasure. Mom and Darla were on the couch, a senior between them squealing and shrieking as the two older women filled her fuckholes. And there were still naked teens gyrating and whizzing round the poles, sliding up their glistening, sweaty, wet bodies and down the metal until they span off to into the grateful arms and legs of another horny cutie.
I put the crystal on the mantelpiece and looked around for a spot, but as I turned my head right Harm had found a spot on the left. She dropped to the floor and spread her legs wide open, I turned back to her and looked; okay she was the biggest bitch outside the Dog Grooming centre, but she was def edible. She got up on her elbows and glared at me, "Buffy! Stop looking and start licking."
"Don’t get a wig on. I’m coming… well not yet, but I will be."
She lay back again as I lowered myself over her. Her pussy was damp, soaked with lust – the tiny hair of neatly trimmed above her slit answered the question of whether she was a natural blonde. I licked my lips, savouring the sweet smell of sexual excitement entering my nostrils. Her hands were on my butt, gripping my cheeks and pulling my pussy towards her tongue. I quivered as it slid in, pushing at my walls and sliding over my warm wet flesh, "ooooohhhh." She licked further, the tongue moving deeper into me and I groaned again, enjoying the pleasure she was giving me, "Oooooohhh."
Anyone else I could have stayed in place for ever, having my slot cleaned out whilst gazing at the sexy wetness of theirs. But this was Harmony, and she never did something for nothing. I dipped my head down and started returning the favour, slurping and lapping at her wet hole, my tongue skimming over her slot, sliding through the cum. I could feel her quivering and shaking in excitement as I ate at her wet hole as, in turn, her own tongue punched at my pussy and made me shudder with ecstasy.
Between Harm’s legs all I could see was the inside of her thighs and the carpet, but I could hear. All around the room there was the thump and crack of naked women’s bodies slapping against each other as they scissored with double-enders or thrust with strap-ons. Squeals and squeaks and groans competed with gasps and grunts and groans. Teen’s cried out ‘Fucks’ an ‘Yes’ and ‘That’s it’ and dozens of others words showing their pleasure and excitement.
I heard the patter of feet behind me. Hands grabbed my butt, squeezing at the cheeks and pulling them apart. That was the only warning I got before whoever it was started to push their strap-on into my back fuckhole. I would have complained, but I was too busy lapping Harm and, anyway, getting random holes filled was the point of an orgy. And I’m also a big fan of getting that hole filled by big plastic dicks. I continued to lap at Harm, whilst wiggling and bouncing in time with my new found partner. Their hands gripped my waist and we quickly got into rhythm; her thrusting against me – going deeper each time, and me moving in time to get it to the max. The dildo slammed deep down my hole and I was sure the further in it went the sweeter Harm’s juice tasted. I licked harder, driving my tongue down her delicious cunt, drinking down the cum. Harmony’s tongue did the same to me.
Until suddenly it came out. I felt empty as the dildo had been pulled out of my ass moments before. I kept licking, hoping that by keeping at it I’d persuade either Harmony or the mysterious dildoer or both to return to the important job of pleasuring my holes. I wasn’t to be in luck, "Let me suck it," moaned Harmony. I could feel the hands of the strap-on owner shift and I got the impression they were crouching over Harm. There was the sound of someone sucking nosily on what could have Popsicle, but which I was guessing was a large dildo. I frowned in irritation that Harmony had mouthnapped the toy that should have been in my butt, but there wasn’t much I could do which wouldn’t make me seem spoilt and childish so I carried on licking Harm, though as a punishment I went a little shallower and slower.
The hands went off my butt and the sucking stopped. I licked again, pushing my lips into Harm’s quim lips, both sets wet with her excitement. The hands gripped me again, grabbing my cheeks and pulling them apart. The fingers seemed smaller than before and I was just wondering about this when the strap-on was pushed up my open back hole. I’m an expert on sex toys, but even the most amateur nymphet would have said this wasn’t the same toy as before, it was smaller and thinner, but covered by ridges which stimulated my ass so much that I didn’t mind the reduction in size. If I hadn’t complained when the first strap-on owner had taken me without asking, it seemed impolite to complain about the second, - specially as I was soon cumming like a queen as the toy rammed my clit from behind. Harm’s pussy benefited as well, my mouth and tongue going to work on her wet hole with enthusiasm.
The orgy carried on around us. A cacophony of cries and squeaks, furniture creaking as teens (plus Mom and Darla) fucked on it, the sounds of toys pushing into tight holes and thighs cracking against butts; the noise of hardcore sex. I carried on licking Harm, my tongue flicking in and out. The second girl who’d joined us left and was replaced by a third and then a fourth and a fifth, each of them pounding my ass into explosive ecstasy and leaving me shaking with excitement. Harm’s head flicked back after each one and they dipped the use dildo in her mouth for her suck and relubricate. It gave her tongue a rest (and the way she was munching me it probably needed it) and let my ass close slightly; but not so far that the sixth or seventh or eighth girl had any trouble pushing it into my well used ass.
Around the ninth girl, Harm’s mouth dropped from my pussy, "I’m done," she moaned and lay still. I had slowed down on her pussy, alternating licks with kisses and tiny little love bites on her quim lips – together with blowing gaspy little moans and squeals as number nine hit a good bit with her dildo. I was soaked, the sweat of nine girls covering me, wet marks where there clammy hands had gripped and my butt and thighs soaked with their cum where it had dripped from their pussies to wash me in their juice. It wasn’t only that juice that was covering me either, at some time around girl four or five someone else had stood over me and jilled their pussy until it squirted over my back. And that was just the first, girl after girl decided that my naked body looked just like a girlie cum dump and should be sprayed with their juice. I didn’t say anything, I had my mouth full with Harm and anyway if hot teens want to glaze me with their pussy juice I’m not saying ‘no’.
Number nine rammed into me, her thrust making my body shake so much that the droplets of girl cum bounce up and down like beans on a drum, jumping up and down until they reached my side and slid off. Harder and harder she rammed, thrusting the strap-on down my hole, which was as stretched as Cordy’s credit card at the end of the month, and down so deep into my ass that I wouldn’t have been shocked if it came out my pussy. "Come on take it," she screamed, "Take it all." I vaguely recognised the voice as a slightly chubby senior with glasses and a hairstylist who got their inspiration from the eighties. I thrust my ass back, meeting and greeting the down coming dildo and taking the full twelve inches all the way down my chute. The teen continued to butt-bang me, screaming and shouting in excitement as she ass-fucked the infamous Buffy Summers - Sunnydale super slut of the century.
There was a pop as the dildo was pulled from my ass. A cold chill entered the opened hole, contrasting with the frictional warmth of the rubber toy. I gave a little shiver and waited for its replacement. Harmony spoilt it, "I need a rest," she said again and pushed me up from her. Reluctantly I got to my feet; the orgy was still going strong, with plenty of girls making out and hugging each other close, licking and lapping, fingering and fucking. But there were also signs of some flagging, girls just lying resting each others arms, or exchanging slow lingering kisses or just sitting on the sofa, flopped out and watching others. I frowned and looked at the crystal, sitting on the mantelpiece; it was a lot brighter than before, but still covered with dull patches – there was more to do.
I turned ready to give a speech which Shakespeare would have been proud off, calling on all the seniors to give it their all and sacrifice any virginity’s they had left for the sake of Sunnydale. I never gave it, as standing behind me was a queue of girls all holding their strap-ons and looking both impatient and horny. "You haven’t finished have you?" asked Missy Pantone, who was next in line, a look of annoyance on her face, "The crystal’s still as dull as a Math lecture."
"I was just letting Harmony get some space," I said defensively, "I can go for ages yet." I got down onto my knees, leaning forward at the same time as I moved my hands to my cheeks and pulled apart them apart to show my well-used hole, "Come on in."
"Fuck, yeah," said Missy.
I gave a groan of pleasure as she pushed her dildo in. The strap-on was thick and big, but it still slid easily down my open hole. It only took a thrust or two and Missy had fed me the full length, then she was grabbing my sides and ramming me, slamming the toy down my chute and hitting me with her naked thighs. My hands scrabbled at the carpet, clawing at it in pleasure as my zones were pleasured, my insides hopping around in sexual bliss, "Oooohhhh, yeaaaahhh, aaaarggghhh, fuuuucccckkk."
Missy grunted back, "Take it Buffy, take my big dick; you love being anally fucked by my big rubber toy."
"Yessss, yessss, fuck me harder, fuck me more. I can take it all night," I screamed back. Without Harmony’s pussy in the way I could see out, so I knew that it was Paige McCullers and her girlfriend Emily Field who were standing in front of me. They were jacking dildos into their pussies, masturbating hard as they watched me getting fucked, until they both came, squirting their juices over my face. I squealed in excitement, "Yesss, yessss, yesssss."
Someone else was standing over me, I couldn’t see who, squirting more cum over my back, replacing that was either dripping or drying off. I loved the warm wetness, it was like standing naked in a warm rainfall, feeling the relaxing and soft touch on my skin. It contrasted with the sheer hard pleasure of my ass getting filled, the orgasms hard and explosive, wrecking my innards. Together the dildo and the squirting cum merged together in mishmash of feelings and pleasure.
Missy pulled out and someone else replaced her, thrusting dildo number eleven (or perhaps twelve, I was loosing count) down my chute. I screamed in pleasure, shaking and shuddering as I was pounded. The toy rammed down, hitting my clit through the wall and throwing me into paroxysms of pleasure. I could see that I was the centrepiece of the room, as teens on the couch, on the floor and standing fingered and dildoed their own and other’s pussies watching at me; even the couples fucking and scissoring were looking at me as they did. And some were going even further, following Paige and Emily in jilling their pussies and squirting the juice over me, leaving me dripping in girl cum; my make-up ruined and my hair plastered to my head like I’d just fallen head first into a sauna. I didn’t mind…
Another dildo was pulled out of my hole. I wiggled my ass at the line, "Come fuck some cute Buffy butt, give it me hard."
"Will do, Buffy," said Darla.
It was lucky she couldn’t see my face cos it puckered in a grimace which wasn’t anything to do with her pushing the tip of her strap-on into my open ass. But it was supposed to be an orgy, I could hardly tell her that my butt was off-limits – specially as Mom was there and was of the opinion I should be super nice to the skanky ex-vamp and let bygones be bye-bye. I decided that I’d settle for not orgasming as loud, which I hoped would be taken by Darla as a hint she still wasn’t my bestest buddy and by Mom as a sign that her lover just wasn’t that hot compared to some of the other butt-fuckers around. That was the plan at least; there was just one problemo – Darla had other plans for my backhole that would make me scream like a banshee.
"Joyce," the ex-vamp said, "look at Buffy’s hole. It’s so open."
"She has been butt-banged by about a dozen strap-ons," laughed my Mom, "Don’t worry, it’ll recover. She’s a Slayer."
"I know, I was just thinking that it would be nice if we double-fucked it; y’know the three of us doing something together."
"That sounds fun, I’m sure Buffy would enjoy that – she’s such a slut," said Mom in a tone that left me no choice but to agree.
"Yes, I’d love it," I said through gritted teeth, which I would have done if it had been anyone else double butt-banging me other than Darla. Still there was nothing now for it but to wiggle myself enticingly and take the second dildo.
Darla eased out a little to allow the top of Mom’s toy to enter my ass. The two tips pushed at my entrance, "Mmnnna Darla," Mom said, "Your tits are so lovely and bouncy." Sickening…
Again I grimaced, but this time it was cos the Milf and the vamp were slowly pushing their dildos together into my ass. My hole might have been well opened after taking over a dozen dildos, but with two going into together it needed to stretch and stretch to almost its limit. Even my super-strong Slayer asshole walls felt that they were about to tear. I gave a little shriek of pain as the tip of the toys pressed hard at my wall.
"You can take it Buffy," said Mom, giving me a vote of confidence.
"You’re the sluttiest Slayer," added Darla, "If anyone can cope you can."
I snarled at her suggestion there was any-doubt that I could take two dildos’ "Of course I can. Give it me, I want both your dicks in my ass."
They continued to push and press, sometimes easing and pulling back an inch before pressuring down again. Slowly my ass opened, the walls elasticating painfully. My eyes watered and my head spun, but I was taking it all, I was taking their two big dicks in my ass. "Yes, fuck me, double fuck my ass."
Mom and Darla continued, moving a little faster as my ass open to accommodate them. The friction warmed my butt, but stimulated it, sending little messages of pleasures whizzing round my body. And they carried on going deeper, hitting my cervix wall and the clit behind it. If I had orgasmed when one dildo had been hitting the spot, I went into overdrive as the two hit, "Ooooohhh, urrrghhh, ooohhh, yesss, yesss." My cries sped them up and they moved faster and harder, thrusting down with such synchronicity I wondered if they’d been practising or whether they just had joined in a natural rhythm. "Aaaarrrghhh, yessss, aaaarrggghhh, fuck my butt!"
They were gasping and moaning as well, "You’re so sexy" "Mmmnn you feel so good." I grunted and groaned, trying to work my ass up so that I was rising to meet them as they slithered against each other and came down, "Mmmnnn". I could hear them kissing and rubbing their bodies against each other as they drove down in unison. Another orgasm hit me, an explosion of absolute pleasure, which tore my insides and melted my brain. Darla and Mom rose up and thrust down, ramming the toy into me. "Mmmmnnn," I could hear them kissing, their lips locking and their tongues wiggling.
"Oooooh yessss, fuuuucccckkk!!" I screamed, my body shaking violently as another wave of ecstatic bliss took me to sexual heaven. They carried on, pounding down my hole. Around us exhausted teens were dropping to the floor and into each other, the fuckings gradually dying down and even the fingerings moving from jilling inside pussies to soft massages over the cunt lips. Still Mom and Darla carried on, moving against each other and opening my passage with hard, firm thrusts.
I looked up, the crystal was shining so brightly that even if we’d switched off every light in the State it would still have looked like noon; and a sunny noon in the height of the summer at that. I could have told Mom and Darla they could stop, that we could rest now – but I didn’t. Instead I just shrieked louder and clawed at the floor, "Fuck me harder! Fuck me good!"
The two dildos penetrated deep, slamming at my clit behind my wall, making me scream and shake as I orgasmed. I was sleek and soaked, not just the cum, but with sweat as I shuddered and moved, the two warm bodies above me radiating heat like sunlamps. Though there was plenty of cum as well as perspiration as my pussy was pumping out so much girl juice I risked dehydration. They slammed down deep and they slammed down hard, "Aaaarrghhh!" I screamed and then again, "Aaaaarrrghh".
The two toys rammed in, racing down my hole. It was opening now, allowing them to so in faster and harder and they did. Mom and Darla’s dildos pounding down deep so that together they were driving me into orgasmic overdrive; the best fucking I had for… well poss ever… "Aaaaarrrgghhh, yesssss, aarrrrgggghhh!" I screamed.
The crystal was glowing so brightly I couldn’t look at it; if I had sunglasses I’d have worn them. I didn’t. I shut my eyes. That made the orgasms more intense. And they were fucking intense already.
"Yesssss, yesssss, yesssss," I shrieked and fell forward totally sated.
I just lay there as Mom and Darla moved away from me to the couch and began kissing. All around them teenagers were falling asleep, exhausted and satisfied. I closed my eyes… tomorrow would be a big day. Slowly I drifted off to sleep, a few moans and giggles from those with some energy left acting like a lullaby.
*
The Mayor was standing at the lectern, lecturing us on how we should look back on our schooldays with pride and put the lessons it had taught us to use as we left our youth and went out into the big world. Anyone would think he wasn’t planning to eat us later. Beside me Cordy noisily shuffled on her seat, I gave her a small nudge, "I’m trying to listen."
"My butt’s sore," she complained.
There was a tut from her girlfriend, "Don’t give her any sympathy Buffy. I told her that she wasn’t a Slayer and her ass couldn’t take being fucked by four different girls one after the other and it certainly couldn’t take a fist." Despite her words there was a note of pride in Will’s voice; I’d been a hit downstairs but Cordy had been very in demand in the bedrooms – it had been the ambition of more than one senior to top the most popular girl in school. Apart from the four strap-ons (and the fist) she’d taken in her ass, she’d licked so many different twats it was a wonder she could still talk.
I gave Cordy a sympathetic smile and then an apologetic nod to Willow before looking back at the lectern. I could almost feel the tension; Giles sitting up front with the rest of the staff ready to get them out of the way the moment the Mayor went demony (the teachers being the only people who didn’t know what was going to happen), around me dozens of seniors waiting for that moment and not knowing whether they would live or die. And at homes dozens of parents scratching their heads and wondering who Deputy Principal W.Rosenberg was and why she had sent an e-mail with a tomorrow’s date for graduation. I’m not sure if the Mayor noticed that there was a distinct lack of parents and that all the students kept glancing at each other nervously, jumping and flinching if he leaned too far forward; if he did he still carried on with his speech
"Now let’s hear it one last time for the class of ‘99" the Mayor began to clap. For a few seconds their was a smattering of applause, dying away as overhead the sun vanished beneath a dark disc and the Mayor began to sprout what looked like big red pimples from beneath his skin. He stopped clapping, "For the very last time…" he said his voice full of malevolence. The school doors opened and from inside it came a rush of very hungry and angry looking vamps
There were gasps of surprise, even from the students, who knew what was happening. In front of me Giles was up and hastening the teachers off the stage, I got up at the same time, aware that suddenly everyone was looking at me. I was just glad I’d taken the time to do my hair and put on my very expensive lip-gloss. I lifted my hand in the air, "Let’s rock and roll."
"Really Buffy, that’s so seventies," said Cordy, standing up and hefting a very sharp looking axe. She swivelled round, looking at our classmates as they shrugged of their gowns and pulled out the weapons hidden beneath, "Let’s go kick some demon ass!"
Vamps and students came together like two medieval armies, yelling war cries and swinging weapons. The vamps had been expecting an easy snacking; Giles and Xander’s training meant they weren’t going to get it. Some of my classmates went down, split by swords or with a vamp’s teeth at their throat, but plenty of vampires were going pouf and exploding into dust as they were decapitated by axes or staked through the heart.
I pushed my way through the throng, lopping the heads off any vampires who came within reach of my handy little hatchet. I kept one hand in my pocket firmly holding the Khol crystal; last thing I wanted was to drop it and have to scramble after it on my knees during a battle.
I got to the front of the stage, to see Giles trying to protect the faculty, who were cowering on the far edge as the Mayor went demon on them. Even as I got there the Mayor picked up Giles and tossed him away; luckily for Giles, if not Ms Zimmerman, his landing was cushioned. He looked dazed, but it was now time for Buffy Summers to step up and do her thing.
"Hey Spotty," I called out.
The Mayor turned and broke wind loudly. He was barely recognisable beneath the mass of zits and boils that had broken over his face. He smiled and I saw his teeth had sharpened, "Miss Summers, how nice to see you. However, I’ve transformed so you’re too late."
I gave a shrug and took the Khol Crystal out of my pocket, "Catch".
By reflex he caught it in his hands… well more like claws… and looked down. He saw what it was, and made to drop it. But it was too late, my thrown hatchet took him full between the eyes. He looked at me for a moment, "Two hundred years…" he whispered and then dropped.
As he hit the floor the disc covering the sun vanished. For a moment the vamps carried on, unaware of the sudden, and fatal tan, they were about to get. Then there was a scream of pain as they exploded in flames; it was like watching lava flow as a hundred burning vamps rushed for the safety of the school. I winced and looked at Giles, who was getting to his feet and rubbing his back. "Sorry," I said.
"Buffy, the school is on fire," he replied.
"I think it might be the flaming vampires, it seems they may be a bit incendiary. It insured isn’t it?"
"I don’t know. I’d ask the Mayor," he laughed, "Let it burn Buffy, we’ve survived."
Xander came up to join us, "Not just survived, but aced it."
"So that school gone, what’s University going to be like?" asked Willow, coming to join us, her hand round Cordy’s waist.
"Fun," I replied and smiled.
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