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City of Lost Angels	By : LL72 Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 33171 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-City of Lost Angels
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
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Picking up her cell-phone Willow looked at the screen. There was missed message from Dawn. The redhead smiled, the teen nympho probably wanted to meet again, with or without Cordelia. For a moment Willow was tempted to call her back there and then and arrange it, but she resisted the temptation; enjoyable though it had been she wasn’t here to fuck her best friend’s porn star sister, but find Faith, who’d gone missing while clubbing. It meant checking out bar after bar, club after club, all filled with sexy women in the hope of either finding Faith or the mysterious Milf blonde she’d last been seen with. It was a tough job, but someone had to do it, and she was already running late if she wanted to get to the bar she was checking out whilst there was still a chance of a table.
She placed the cell in her purse and made a mental note to call Dawn first thing tomorrow. As she turned to go she glanced in the mirror, nice slacks and a pretty blouse, her high-heels lifted her feet, but weren’t so high they left her tottering. She looked hot, even if she didn’t locate either Faith or Ms Mysterious she was sure she’d find some warm, wet pussy making the whole night worthwhile. She went downstairs to the lobby. Vi was sitting on the round sofa on the middle, checking her watch. She gave a small blush as Willow approached and stood up, hiding her wrist behind her back. "I wasn’t trying to hurry you."
"Don’t worry, I know I’m late. Long conversation with Buffy about our progress or lack of it," Willow said. She gave Vi a quick once over, like her the young Slayer was dressed smart casual and like her she was damned attractive. Willow wondered how many of the people who saw them together would assume they were lesbian sisters out to get laid. The reality was more prosaic, whilst everyone would recognise Faith only Vi and Rona had seen the blonde; Rona was out with Xander checking out a straight singles bar, that left Willow with Vi.
The older redhead slid her purse over her shoulder, "You ready?" She smiled as the younger teen nodded. "Okay," Willow continued, "We’ll split up and scope the bar, see if there’s anyone suspicious. If you do see the woman who was with Faith, you come and get me. If we can’t find anything we can have a drink and a dance later, see if anything else takes our fancies."
*
The bar was busy by the time they arrived, the tables all taken by groups of women drinking and flirting. Willow split them up, sweeping one way round the room and telling Vi to head in the opposite direction. Vi was sure that her wanderings should be more systematic, cutting the room like it was a grid. But every time she tried to go in a straight line she had to detour to avoid charging through groups of young women; not that from the looks they gave her all of them would have been adverse to the teen bumping them. She sighed and a look in the mirror behind the bar, turning to compare it to what she could see behind her. The reflections matched the reality, whatever else the women she could see were, shape-shifting demons, succubi, baby-sacrificing sorceresses perhaps, but none of them were vampires.
She turned away and headed into the throng, her eyes scanning this way and that. Women smiled back, hungrily, sexily, as she passed, misreading her purpose and thinking she was on the prowl. Vi kept her concentration, last time she’d picked-up a woman she had lost Faith. She wasn’t going to make the same mistake.
A hand reached out of the crowd and voice said quickly and a silently as the hubbub would allow "Hey Vi."
The redhead almost jumped, twirling round. There was Faith, a frown on her face. She was wearing the same things as she had been when she’d vanished a few days ago and didn’t seem that impressed that Vi was in a frock with high-heels, "Vi, what you doing here?"
"Me? What are you doing here? You vanished – we thought you’d been kidnapped or worse."
Faith gave her trademarked cocky grin, "Complicated story Vi; let’s say it involves a girl and the return of the First Evil." Vi’s eyes widened and she felt her heart pounding at her chest; she thought them rid of the First, that it might be coming back was not the most pleasant thing she’d heard all day. Faith didn’t seem worried, still holding her arrogant, sexy smile, "I’ll explain it all later, but whilst you are here you can help me?"
"Yes, of course," Vi replied, "How?"
"There’s a demon, just headed out the door there. We need to follow it," Faith pointed to a door with ‘Staff only’ written across it.
"Sure thing," Vi reached round into her purse, the stake in it was small, designed for easy carrying, but it was still sharp. "We kill it?"
"Just let’s follow it," Faith opened the door and stepped through it. If the club was all bright lights, buzzing noise and dancing women the corridor beyond was grey concrete covered in peeling paint.
Faith walked purposefully down it ignoring the closed door to the storeroom and office. Vi called after her, "Shouldn’t we just check these Faith? The demon might have hidden in them."
"No need," said Faith and continued on down the corridor. Vi shrugged and followed her, the older, more experienced Slayer must know what she was doing.
At the end of the corridor was a Fire Exit. Faith pushed down on the bar and opened it, ignoring the beep of the alarm. After her Vi closed the door, fire regulations weren’t something that should be broken. The alley they were in was a typical a back street as any Vi had ever seen, some old newspapers and sodden cardboard on the floor, a couple of dumpsters pushed against a wall covered in grafitti, the only light a small underpowered bulb over the Fire Exit. She looked around, there was no sign of the demon or anyone or anything else. The beep of the Fire Exit continued behind her, it would have already be going if their prey had come this way, "Faith it’s not here… we must have missed it, we need to check those rooms we passed."
"We didn’t miss it Vi," said Faith, reaching into her pocket
It suddenly hit Vi that Faith never called her by her given name, it was always Red, or Girlfriend or Captain Sensible or other nicknames that matched Faith’s mood and whatever Vi was doing at the time. She twisted towards Faith, reaching out to grip the brunette’s wrist. But Faith was too strong and in her heels Vi was well enough balanced to take down a vamp, not well enough for another Slayer – especially if the other Slayer was Faith Lehane. The brunette twisted away, leaving Vi holding air and as the Redhead straightened up elbowed her in the face. Vi felt her lip split; it didn’t matter in itself, she was a Slayer, she healed quick, but it would be a real devil to get the blood out of her frock, and she had borrowed it from Shannon. She swung her own elbow trying to catch Faith a counter-blow, whilst pulling out her stake.
She was too late. There was something jamming into her side and Faith was smiling as she said, "Night, night."
Faith stood back looking at Vi, the redhead splayed on the ground. There was the sound of applause, "Well done Faith," and Amy Madison came down the alley from the road.
Faith stepped back, to allow Amy space to kneel beside the redhead and check her pulse; it was a bit ragged, but still strong. She wouldn’t be in the best shape when she woke up, but a Slayer constitution and a couple of nights sleep would see her back to normal. Amy stood up and looked at the door, the alarm was still beeping and soon one of the staff would be here to check it; if they looked out they’d see Vi. And if they saw Vi, there would be police and ambulance here. The next thing would be that Willow would step out to investigate the sirens and if she saw her Slayer bodyguard laid out on the stretcher she might decide that was more important than getting laid.
"Put her in here," Amy walked over to the nearest dumpster and lifted the cover.
"Yes," replied Faith and picked up the unconscious redhead with ease. She dropped her into the dumpster, the young woman’s body landing on wet cardboard and plastic drinks cartons.
"That frock will be ruined," smiled Amy as she looked in. "Now let’s go back and wait for Joyce to bring us Willow."
*
There was nothing suspicious at the club, no women without reflections or with eyes an inhuman colour, or even wearing dresses that look like they contained a hidden forked tailed. Willow wasn’t sure how she felt about that; it meant she was no nearer to solving the mystery of where Faith was and, if she was still alive, rescuing her. But on the other hand as she’d been exploring plenty of sexy young women had given her the eye and she’d glanced appreciatively at more than one back; if there wasn’t Faith it looked like there were compensations.
She ended up at the bar, waiting for Vi. The redhead seemed to be taking her time checking out the club; but then she’d always been one of the more dedicated of the new Slayers. However Willow doubted that she would be having any more luck in finding anything suspicious, this club was clean. The woman in front of Willow moved away and the bartender, a young woman with shocking pink hair and a low cut vest looked at Will questioningly. Willow decided that she and Vi might as well have a drink before making a decision whether there was time enough to go to another club or stay here. She held up her fingers "Two vodka and tonics."
"I hope one of those is for me," the voice was so familiar that it took Willow a moment to recognise it. And when she did she rapidly rethought her previous opinions on the suspiciousness of the bar. By the time she turned round Joyce Summers had already lifted one of the drinks and was sipping it. She smiled, "Thank you."
"That’s alright," said Willow. For someone who was dead Joyce looked remarkably well, the loose fitting dress she was wearing slipping far enough of her shoulders to show a tan line where a bikini or bra had been. "How have you been?"
"Good," Joyce smiled, "A little confused."
"Me too," admitted Willow and took a sip of her wine.
Joyce continued as if she had not heard "One day I’m a struggling PA in Idaho, next I’m minting it as bisexual porn star."
Willow almost choked on her drink, she thought she’d been surprised when she discovered Dawn Summers had become Dawnie Spring, teen pornography sensation, it was even more shocking to discover than Joyce Summers had moved from suburban Mom to getting fucked on film. Her brain was in such a state it took her a few seconds to realise what Joyce had said, "You were a PA in Idaho? When?"
"Up until about three months ago," Joyce said.
"You didn’t think of contacting Buffy?" Willow asked, "Or Dawn?"
Joyce frowned and shook her head, "Who are they?"
Willow looked at her expression, it was puzzled by guileless. It solved one mystery - whatever, whoever had brought Joyce back the memories they’d put in her were false ones; she doubted Joyce had even visited Idaho never mind worked their. It left a deeper mystery, though, what deep magics had brought Joyce back and why. The Milf was still looking at her, Willow shook her head and smiled, "Sorry, let’s start again. I thought you were someone else."
Joyce smiled and laughed, "I seem to be getting a lot of that recently. I must just have one of those faces."
"You’re not insulted?"
"No, mistakes happen. If we’d known each other for years I might be pissed, but this is the first time we’ve met," Joyce said and Willow smiled and nodded and didn’t contradict her. "So are you here alone?"
Willow looked around, she had no idea where Vi was, probably still patrolling the club looking for anything suspicious, unaware Will had found it. "I’m here with a colleague from work."
"Just a colleague?"
"Just a colleague," replied Willow. Her eyes opened wide and she gave a small squeak of surprise as she felt Joyce’s thigh rub against her own. Was it an accident? Or more?
"So what’s your name?"
"Willow Rosenberg."
"I’m Joyce Summers. Pleased to meet you Willow."
"Likewise," said Willow; she gulped again as Joyce’s touch got more intimate. The Milf smiled innocently as her knee drifted between Willow’s legs. The redhead wondered if she was misreading the signals? Had been brought back from the dead confused Joyce’s awareness of personal space? Or was her friend’s Mom trying to seduce her with the subtlety of a dog on heat?
The question was soon answered as Joyce leant forward so her mouth was just a couple of inches from the younger woman’s ear, "So Willow Rosenberg do you want to come back to my apartment and fuck a porn star?"
Several answers came to Willow’s mind. The first and one she most wished she said, was that Joyce was her friend’s Mom. She tried to rationalise her lack of a response telling herself that it was no good saying that if Joyce didn’t realise her daughter’s existed, but she knew that wasn’t the real reason. Her second answer would have been a more glib, been there, done it, and with AVN award winners. But that sounded boastful.

There’s a mystery to solve, she told herself, I’ll go to Joyce’s apartment, have a quick look round for clues and then make my excuses and leave, there’s no need to actually fuck her. The Milf was standing, getting off the stool and adjusting her dress, pulling it so more of her cleavage was exposed. Where’s the harm, thought Willow, at most a quick make-out, she’s kinda cute and if it solves why she’s back Buffy will be too pleased to mind I kissed her Mom. In fact I probably won’t even need to tell her, she rationalised. She stood up and gave the third answer, "Yes, I’m up for that."
She looked around for Vi. There was no sign of the teenage Slayer, probably still quartering the dance floor trying to find anything mysterious and suspicious, unaware Willow already had. She contemplated looking for her, but Joyce was already tugging at her hand, "Come on, let’s get a cab."
"My colleague…" Willow started to say.
"…is probably already making out with some cutie," smiled Joyce, "You can call her in the cab."
It reminded Willow that she also got a message from Dawn she needed to listen to. She decided that would certainly wait to morning, she wasn’t sure she could face listening to Dawn knowing that she was in a cab with the Mom her friend thought was dead. She turned to Joyce, "Okay. Let’s go."
*
Willow guessed that Joyce’s career in porn wasn’t as successful as her daughter’s was, at least if apartment sizes and neighbourhoods were a comparison. Dawn had a multi-bedroom apartment in an expensive block, Joyce was smaller and in a neighbourhood where the cars were second hand. Joyce closed the door in the non-descript apartment behind them. Willow had barely time to think that, given the lack of any personal items, it wouldn’t take long to rifle before Joyce’s mouth was on hers, the Milf kissing passionately and forcing Willow back against the wall. And, because it would have been rude not to, the younger Sunnydalian kissed back furiously. The Milf pushed against her, her hands moving up Willow’s waist, pulling the blouse from her pants and starting to snap open the buttons. Willow let her, groaning and gasping in pleasure as the blonde’s mouth attached to her throat, kissing, suckling, slurping.
"Ooohhh," Willow gave another moan as her blouse opened and Joyce’s hands moved from massaging her waist through the material to sliding up her sides inside it. Her hands moved up to the bra, the fingers tugging at it. Willow arched her back, moving it away from the wall so Joyce’s hands could move behind her to the clip, "Take it off."
Joyce snapped the clip with one hand and whisked it away with the other with a swift expertise. But that wasn’t what impressed Willow as much as the speed with which the Milf’s mouth moved from the redhead’s neck to her titties. She kissed them and ran her tongue round the nipples, bringing them stiffly erect. Willow moaned in pleasure, good intentions forgotten as Joyce’s lips pressed, her teeth teasing and tightening round her teats. "Oh yeah," Willow groaned in pleasure, bending her back and encouraging her tits into the Milf’s mouth. She might be Buffy’s Mom, but Joyce knew what to do with her mouth, her tongue, teeth and lips combining in a way that made Will quiver with excitement.
Her vibrations intensified as Joyce, keeping one hand on the wiccan’s waist moved the other down to between her legs. She squeezed at the mons, forcing the teen’s slacks into a camel toe. Willow grunted and slid her own hands down Joyce’s back, the dress was low-cut and she had to go a long way down the spine until she met the material. "Yeah Joyce, go on," she murmured in encouragement as her own fingers slid under the satin dress. She hoped the Milf would take the hint.
Joyce did, her fingers reaching for the zip of Willow’s slacks and sliding it down. She giggled as her hand moved up again, this time for the buttons and top and expertly popped them open. Willow groaned as she wiggled her butt, shaking the slacks down, though they needed Joyce’s hand to move them much further than the top of Will’s ass cheeks. The Milf stepped back an inch, looking down at Willow, blouse open, slacks round her ankles, panties still in place. She licked her lips, "I love eating pussy."
Willow giggled, "I’m not against having it licked either, especially not by professionals."
"In that case let this be my treat," grinned the Milf as she dropped to her knees in front of Willow and pulled down the panties, revealing Willow’s pussy. The Milf slid her fingers through the tiny landing strip above the cunt. "So you are a natural redhead."
"Yes…ohhhh," Willow grunted in pleasure as Joyce Summers mouth engaged with her cunt, licking and slurping at the hole, running her tongue over the twat flaps and into the slip between them. The redhead’s hands clenched and pressed at the wall as her best friend’s Mom started to lick her cunt. She was pretty sure that Dawn hadn’t had pussy licking lessons from Joyce when she was younger so it must be a natural Summer’s skill; some genetic hand me down which gave them a lithe tongue and lips that could match its movements, munching and mouthing at the hole’s surrounds. It was just a shame Buffy wasn’t a lesbian, thought Will, or at least bi-sexual like her Mom and sister, she’d have driven the girls wild. "Oooohhh, fuck me Joyce, eat my cunt."
Joyce moved faster and harder, her nose pressing into Willow as her tongue stabbed deep and explored the young woman’s twat. Willow shuddered with pleasure as whilst she licked the Milf’s hand moved to top of the redhead’s cunt and began to stimulate the clit, wiggling and pressing it in unison with her licks and kisses and slurps.
"Fuck, shit, oh, oh," Willow grunted and groaned. It had been strange enough being pleasured by Cordy and Dawn, but at least she had known they were in the business, and frankly, even when she’d been straight, Cordy had a rep as a slut. But Joyce… well she’d been a suburban Mom who ran a gallery specialising in ethnic art, not a hardcore cunt lapper with a career as porn actress. Not to mention that last time Willow had seen her had been in an open casket… Still for someone who was dead, she could sure eat pussy. The redhead shuddered again, "Oh my God, that’s it, that’s it."
The older woman’s tongue surged forward, slamming and slapping at Willow’s cunt, Joyce expertly ramming into the hole, leaving the twentysomething’s pussy soaked with saliva and juice. She quivered in ecstasy, revelling in the sexual bliss pounding through her. She had never imagined Joyce Summers could lick twat, never mind that she could do it so well. The redhead gasped and cried as the pleasure built up and kicked within her, "Ohhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhhh!" Her squeals became louder and more drawn out, "Oooooohh, oooooohhh." Until she was shuddering and shaking, her butt rubbing at the wall as lost control of her body, "Ooooooh, aaaaaarghhh, aaaaarrrrghhh."
"I see you liked that," Joyce withdrew her face from the orgasming redhead’s cunt, licking away the cum coating her lips.
It took Willow a moment to reply, "Oh yeah, I liked that." She watched as Joyce got to her feet, the sexy Milf smiling widely as she reached up to the straps and undid them. Willow’s pussy tingled in excitement as Joyce’s gold dress dropped to the floor. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
"Let me return the favour," Willow shrugged of her blouse, letting it drop to the floor with the rest of her clothes.
"Let’s go into the bedroom," Joyce held out her hand and Willow took it. It was not something she had ever expected, following a naked Joyce into her room, watching the Milf’s sexy round butt cheeks wiggle under her lower back tattoo as she led them there. The tattoo on her back, and another one Willow could glimpse on her hip, a cuddly devil were new she guessed, not that she could be sure, not having seen Joyce naked before.
The bedroom was as sparse as the main room, a bed, a wardrobe and a dresser the only furniture. Whoever the new Joyce was she wasn’t as keen on fancy décor as her Sunnydale self. She was, however, much keener on having lesbian sex with Willow, which as far as the redhead was concerned was quite a plus from the new Joyce. The Milf got onto the bed, spreading her legs apart and showing her shaven slot. The Milf licked her lips and slid her hands under her tits, cupping and squeezing them, "Come eat my cunt, baby, lick all out."
Willow didn’t even consider declining the invitation – the Milf’s pussy looked so succulent and tasty and pink, it didn’t matter it was Buffy’s Mom; though Willow mentally made a note when telling Buffy to skip some of the details. The redhead climbed on the bed, her ass sticking upwards as she brought her mouth down. Joyce squealed and giggled and gasped as Willow began to munch her pussy. The redhead had eaten lots of girls, starting with Tara and graduating via Kennedy to Dawn and Cordelia and lots of the sexy, singles of Cleveland. She knew she was good and she set out to prove it. Okay, Joyce might not know she was the gawky teen schoolgirl who had sat in her kitchen and complained about boys, but that wasn’t the point. If she had known Willow wanted to show her that the redhead had moved on; she was a woman now, a sexy sensual woman who knew how to please her lovers.
"Uuurrrhhh, urrrrhhh, oh my Willow, fucking hell, oh my God, that’s great, that’s so good. Ohhhh, urrrrhhh, uurrrhhh, oooohhh, eat me, lick my cunt, oh yes, fucking yes," Joyce moaned and shuddered her back arching and her large tits bouncing and jiggling as her body bent. Willow’s tongue slid out and she sucked in at the labia, massaging the moist flesh between her lips before her tongue pushed at it and followed downwards into the wet tunnel. Joyce tasted good; and she was so wet as well, her cunt a flavoursome juice box soaking with cum. "Ooohhhh, oooohh, urrrrhhhh, urrrrhhh. Eat me Willow, make me cum, make me cum."
Willow licked faster and harder, sweeping her tongue over and round and in the hole, pressing at the skin and the labia and the soft wet, warm flesh of the tunnel. Her lips pressed and moved, massaging and rubbing at Joyce, her tongue sliding up and seeking the clit. The Milf shuddered and squealed as Willow located the bud, hammering at the sensitive spot with her tongue, making the little nub swing with passion. She went harder, bringing a finger up to the hole and thrusting it in. "AAAArrrghhh," Joyce screamed, "aaaarrghhh, urrrrhhhh, yessssss, aaaaaarrghh!"
Here she was eating her best friend’s mother, making the Milf cum with pleasure. Willow knew she should feel guilty, but she didn’t, the pussy was too tasty, Joyce too delightful – what Buffy didn’t know would hurt her. And anyway even under a probable spell Joyce was a consenting adult who seemed to be enjoying herself – intensely, "AAAAArrrrghhh! Fucccckkk! AAAArrrgghh!"
The finger was pounding harder into the wet hole, Willow’s mouth working with it to bring the ultimate in pleasure to the blonde, making her shudder and shriek in orgasmic ecstasy, "AAAAArrrghhhh, aaaaaargghhhh." Willow didn’t stop or pause, continuing to hammer the hole with tongue and digit, sometimes moving up to tease and pleasure the clit, sometimes sliding deeper and harder into the hole, seeking the G-spot. "AAAarrrghhh, fuuuuckkk, aaaarrrghhh. Yes, Willow, yes!"
The bed was squeaking and swaying as Joyce shuddered and shook and Willow jerked and licked. The room was fill of slurps and cries and the creak of the wooden frame and the bang of the headboard on the wall. Joyce cried out again, her pussy rising high and forcing itself into Willow’s face, before she collapsed backwards groaning and gasping. Willow raised her head, smiling, "How was that?"
"Favour returned," panted Joyce. She rolled onto her back, showing Willow her tramp stamp before she levered herself off the bed and walked over to the wardrobe. Willow watched her and admired the tattoo, a winged heart. Joyce opened the door and bent over and for a second it looked like the wings were flying. As she straightened Willow’s gaze went from the sexy tattoo to what the Milf had picked up, a strap-on and a large one at that, nine inches with ridges and twirls like veins that made it look almost lifelike. The blonde proffered it to Willow like a liege offering a knight a sword, she smiled, "Want to fuck me with this?"
Again, it was an invite to which Willow couldn’t say no. She grinned and took the toy, "Sure thing Joyce. I’d love to."
She knelt on the bed and put the strap-on into place, adjusting the straps and buckles so that it fitted her like the proverbial glove. Beside her Joyce was lying back on the bed, her fingers stroking and spreading her slit, opening it invitingly. "Come and fuck me," Joyce purred.
"Mmmnn, yes," Willow savoured the moment, looking at the hot Milf, with her woman’s body, the large tits, the hourglass figure, the come-on smile, the wet, wanton snatch. She took the toy in her hand and moved onto her friend’s Mom, "I’m going to fuck you to heaven and back."
Joyce’s cunt was soaking wet as Willow drilled into her, her hole slick with juice. But the dick was so thick and wide that even the lubricant only helped so much and Willow had to tense herself and thrust in again and again, harder and harder to feed the toy to the Milf’s slot. Not that Joyce was complaining, with each thrust she raised her pussy to meet it, bending her back so that only her head and heels calves remained on the bed. Then she’d collapse down with a grunt and groan as Willow’s body slammed on top of her, pressuring her into the bed. The dildo went deeper and deeper, pounding open the hole, stretching the elastic walls wide. Willow grunted as she raised herself, "Let me fuck you, let me ride this pussy."
"Come on Willow, bang my cunt open, screw me to oblivion," Joyce giggled. Her knees rose and drew together pinning Willow’s thighs between them. Her feet remained on the bed, the blonde Milf using them to lever herself up so that her cunt was thrusting at the downward coming dick. "Fuck me harder, Willow, screw my hot pussy." Her hands clasped round the top of Willow’s back, her nails pressing at the flesh, dragging the redhead down or pulling herself or both. "Give it me, nail me hard."
Willow moved faster and harder, encouraged by the older woman’s words and actions. The toy was soon thrusting as deep as it could into Joyce’s slit, ramming at the walls and pounding open the tunnel. Joyce gasped and rocked, moving in partnership with the redhead until Willow wasn’t sure whether she was riding the Mom or whether Joyce was controlling her. Not that it mattered, either way was great, the end of her strap-on pressing ecstatically at her clit, her nipples hard and erect and sensitive as they slapped at Joyce’s massive melon sized pair.
"Oh yeah, Joyce, this is hot, fucking you is so fucking hot, you’re so hot," Willow grunted. When she was sixteen and first met Joyce she’d have never imagined the old woman would be so sexually skilful; she seemed like a normal California suburban Mom, easily stressed and semi-detached from her teenage daughter. And whilst that impression had matured and softened as Willow got to know her, she’ still never have put in the nympho category, especially the skilled, hot as fuck, nympho category. But she was that now, squealing with unsuppressed abandon as Willow pussy pounded her, but giving as good as she got, pressing her body up and into the redhead, her hands and legs dragging Willow down.
"Oooohh, urrrrhhhh, harder, baby, harder, fuck my hot cunt harder," Joyce grunted, her nails scraping at Willow’s back like she was an itch.
"Yes, fuck, yes," grunted Willow and thrust in, ramming the Milf porn star’s twat as vigorously as she could, hammering home with her dong, smashing apart the walls and driving the toy over and into any hidden zones with the fuckhole.
"AAAarrrrghh, yessss, yesssss, aaaaarrrghhh," Joyce squealed and shuddered, writhing and wriggling as Willow rammed her. Her large titties bounced up, smacking against Willow’s smaller (but still medium-sized) pair; the nipples on both women stiff like boards. "AAArrrrghhhh, give it me, give it me baby, aaaaarrrghhh."
Willow was grunting and gasping in pleasure, her own clit aflame with pleasure as the toy rubbed at the hood above it and pressed at the little bud. Juice slipped out over her labia, coating her little flaps with girl cum. Below her Joyce was seeping, the liquid staining the dildo as it went in and out, floating over her quim lips and covering the flesh around. "You’re so fucking hot, this is fucking hot."
Joyce screamed in pleasure, her back arching so much that she almost dismounted Willow. The redhead paused for a second, using the time to get her own breath back and take control. An idea suddenly hit her. She pulled the dildo out of Joyce’s cunt, it was slippery with the blonde’s cum and moved to her side. Then she flipped the still panting Milf onto her front, before rolling back onto her. Joyce was a porn star, like Dawn and Cordy and she knew how much those two liked anal, now it was time to find out if Joyce had similar tastes. "I want to bang your ass…"
"Oh yes, do," giggled Joyce. She reached behind and pulled apart her round cheeks to show her pink, puckered hole, "Bang my butthole. I love having it fucked hard."
Willow took the dildo in her hand. It was wet and slippery with girl juice as she took it and began to push it into Joyce’s ass. The hole was tight, but it definitely wasn’t virgin. It took resisted for a few seconds and then began to spread, opening too easily for this to have been the first cock up there. Nor was Joyce acting like it was first time anal, there was no whimpering, like when she had first fucked Kennedy up there, nor her own nervous shakes as she had lost her own anal cherry. Instead the Milf was moaning in satisfaction, grunting in pleasure and moving her ass upwards to ease the toy down. Joyce’s hands moved from her cheeks to grip the bedding in front of her and pull it forward, "Oh that’s good Willow, push it in baby, push it in all the way."
Willow raised herself up and rammed down, violently slamming the toy deeper into the hole. A virgin would have screamed and cried, rocking in pain as a tunnel never before invaded was stretched way beyond normal size. Joyce gasped and giggled, her squeaks and squeals those of pleasure, her shuddering that of a woman enjoying the rushes of sexual bliss racing through her. She raised her ass as Willow pulled back, offering her rump like a sacrifice, "Fuck me Willow, fuck me deeper."
"Yes, yes, yes," grunted Willow as she shoved in. The dildo drove deeper into the hole, the sphincter expanding round it, gripping the toy in an airtight embrace. "Yes, fuck, yes, I can’t believe I’m fucking your ass." It was unbelievable, having Buffy’s Mom in front and below her, pounding a rubber dong deep into her most intimate hole. She couldn’t imagine how jealous Xander would be that she was the one who was banging the ‘Mother I’d like to fuck’ that he had always with the all the secrecy of a teenage boy fancied. It hadn’t been a fantasy of Willow’s, she wasn’t a lesbian at the time, but now she was buggering Joyce’s butt she knew why Xander had always wanted to nail her; the Milf was damned hot. "This is great, I’m fucking Joyce Summer’s butthole."
"Aaaarrghh, yessss," the blonde Mom replied, "Fuck it harder. Ram your dildo into me. I want it good. Arrrrghhh, aaaaarrgghhh, yessssss!"
Up and down Willow went, in and out, slamming the dildo in her best friend’s Mom’s asshole, filling the hot, sexy Milf with rubber prick. Her body slapped against the older woman’s, her breasts squeezing and popping as she pressed down jamming them between her front and Joyce’s back. There was sweat on them both, trickles of wet perspiration sliding over their faces and between their tits, the water visible like little beads on the damp skin of their backs and tummies and legs. Willow rammed down, sending the dildo hurtling as deep down the hole as it could go, "Yes, fuck this is… yes… I’m fucking you, I’m fucking your ass."
"Aaaaaarrrghhh, yessssss, aaaarrgghhh!" Joyce screamed in ecstasy, her body shuddering and rocking as she came, her hands clawing at the quilt like she was drowning in pleasure, "AAAArrrghhh, yessssss, aaaaaarrrghhh!"
Through the orgasm Willow continued, pounding hard, hammering deep, ramming fast. Her body rose and fell, each thrust sending the dildo shooting down the Milf’s asshole, leaving her ass open and stretched. Joyce screamed and screeched, seeming to enjoy every second of it, her howls of pleasure incoherent and her body shaking in excitement. Willow felt her own pussy burning with pleasure, the strap-on stimulating and rubbing at her clit, making her gasp and groan and shudder. She still carried on, "Yes, yes, yes," she panted, "Yes, yes, yes."
She was butt-fucking Joyce Summers and it was great.
"AAAaarrrghhh, aaaaarrrrghhh," Joyce shrieked as she came again. Her back arched, bending upwards and then she fell down gasping.
It was enough for the exhausted Willow as well, who’d have known that Joyce would be such a ride? She pulled herself off, the dildo exiting Joyce’s butthole with a popping sound. Lying on her back tried to get her breathing under control, looking at the ceiling and trying to calm her panting. Gradually her chest movements slowed, her gasps for air became less laboured, until she was breathing normally. She turned to Joyce, the woman was lying face down, a smile on her face. It got wider as she saw Willow was looking at her, "I’m so glad I picked you up."
"Me too," grinned Willow. She sat up, "You want me to make a coffee?"
Joyce nodded, "Yes, why not?"
Willow got up from the bed and stretched, she could do with a energiser after her bout, perhaps with a blast of caffeine she’d be still awake for another fuck; she left the strap-on just in case. But it would also give her a chance to have a look around Joyce’s apartment and see if there were more clues than there had first appeared.
She opened the door to the main room. The first thing she saw was Faith, standing like a robot in front of her and slightly to the left. "Hello Willow," came a voice and Willow twisted her head enough to see Amy Madison standing with a wicked smile on her face and bringing down a metal club.
The witch barely had time to cast a spell before the club hit her, the force driving her to her knees as blood splattered the walls and the bone cracked beneath. Faith watched without emotion as Amy brought down the club again, smashing through shattered skull into the brain, making the grey matter split and spray, it’s soft mucousy texture merging with the blood to ooze down Willow’s face. She blinked once and fell forward, a red pool forming on the floor in front of her…
*
The sun was seeping through the curtains as Dawn woke up. She kept her eyes closed as with one hand she felt the bed next to her – empty, though now she concentrated she could hear the sound of movement from the kitchen. Her other hand reached for the cell phone on the nightstand beside her. As her hand clasped round it she opened her eyes and looked, the display showed it was past ten. It was also no sign of a missed call or message from Willow; Dawn had been half-expecting her to have called last night or at least first time this morning. She sighed and stretched, her friend must still be sleeping after a night searching for Faith, unaware that Dawn had already found her.
The eighteen year old porn star pulled back the covers on the bed and sat up on it, her feet feeling for her slip-on shoes. She found them and bent over to pull them on. She stood up, naked apart from her footwear and glanced at the back of the door to see if there was a robe hanging . There wasn’t but the morning was warm enough for her not to worry. She picked up the phone and walked into the main room; it was smaller than her apartment, but kinda homely with books and DVDs on shelves and the furniture less modern and more comfortable.
"Coffee?" grinned Kate walking through from the kitchen. The blonde ex-cop was wearing the robe from the door, which was fair enough as it was her place, and a pair of men’s boxer shorts, which Dawn thought looked about as sexy as week old pizza. However as the robe was open showing Dawn her fuck buddy’s firm sexy stomach and her lovely round boobies the teen was forgiving of the underwear.
"Coffee would be great," Dawn smiled, "And is that breakfast I smell?"
"I’m just toasting some waffles," Kate replied, turning back into the kitchen.
Dawn made to follow her, noting as she did that the clothes she had left scattered haphazardly around the room last night had been neatly folded by her friend and placed on the sofa. "You spoil me, breakfast, dinner last night, not to mention that fucking."
A faint blush came to Kate’s cheeks, "I didn’t mind, I like cooking, y’know for my friends."
"With your culinary skills you’re going to make some guy a great wife and it’s not only his stomach that’s going to get treats," Dawn sat down at the small kitchen table. For a moment, as she leant back, the wooden chair was cold against her skin, but it soon warmed.
Kate popped a couple of waffles on a plate and passed to the teen, "It might not be a guy…"
"Well she’d be lucky," grinned Dawn and spooned some yoghurt onto the waffle before biting into it; it was delicious.
Kate sat down opposite her, "Yeah, she would."
"But there’s no hurry, is there Kate," Dawn passed her friend the yoghurt, "Once you start dating I’d have to stop having you as a fuck buddy, which would be a blow – you’re such a great lay."
"Thanks Dawn," Kate blushed again, "I always enjoy our time together."
"Me too," enthused Dawn, "Not just the fucking, but having a good time and giggle. Did you see those guys last night at video store when I pinched your ass? I thought they were going to have a coronary."
"Yeah," smiled Kate, "I did."
Whether she was about to say anything more Dawn didn’t know as just then her phone rang. The teen snatched it up with a breathless, "Hi."
"Hi Dawn, it’s Joyce here," came a familiar voice.
Dawn knew she should have been disappointed it wasn’t Willow, but hearing her Mom set her heart pattering, she still couldn’t believe she was alive. She tried to keep her voice calm as she replied, "Hi Joyce. What you doing?"
"Truthfully, deciding whether I’m more bored or horny. I picked up this cutie last night who was great, but she’s gone now and I need some stimulation."
"Hey, that’s bad," said Dawnie.
"I was just wondering if you want to go out and find some guys or chicks to bang?"
Dawn nodded, she certainly would, she had never felt closer to her Mom than when they’d picked up and fucked a couple of studs together a few nights ago. She was just about to say so when she remembered a conversation she’d had with Kate as they’d eaten dinner by candlelight. "Just a minute," she said into the phone and out her hand over it muffling it, "It’s my Mom," she said to Kate.
"I heard," the blonde said. She gave a shrug, "You go see her if you want. We can perhaps arrange to get some lunch tomorrow if you’re around."
"Yeah lunch tomorrow sounds great. But you know last night you were talking about you’d love to try being double slammed by a couple of women and I said we should have a word with Cordy and see if she was up for it." Her friend nodded and Dawn continued, "So what about a change of plan and instead of me and Cordy, it’s me and my Mom. It’ll be fun."
Kate smiled, "That sounds an idea."
Dawn spoke into the phone again, "Joyce, I’ve got a friend here who’d be up for us sharing her. You up for that? I’ll give you the address…"
*
It was quickly arranged that Joyce would come round after lunch; and as it would take Dawn close to an hour to get to her apartment and the same time to return she decided she might as well just hang round Kate’s in the morning. The two of them enjoyed a lazy Sunday morning, sitting naked or at least nearly so on the couch, a bowl of popcorn between and watching trashy rom-com on the DVD. Kate also did a bit of vacuuming, Dawn watching appreciatively as her friend, clad only in robe and those damned ugly boxer shorts, sashayed round the apartment; it might have been Dawn’s imagination but she was sure there was a wiggle in Kate’s butt whenever she swept past the teen.
They both had a shower, Kate getting out some fresh towels for Dawn to dry herself and then sitting with her in the bedroom blow-drying the teen’s hair. After that Dawn picked out Kate’s sexiest negligee (and there was a lot of choice, Dawn thought) for the ex-cop to wear to impress Joyce when she arrived, a see-through silk number which barely covered the top of her thighs. The teen tried a couple herself, but she was smaller than Kate and they all went too far down her legs or made her look like she was wearing a tent. In the end she decided nudity would do, though she slid on her shoes to stop her feet getting too cold while they waited and had lunch (pasta and salad, made by Kate). Then, as they waited for Joyce to arrive, Dawn did the dishes and Kate used a butt-plug to stretch her asshole and ready it for the hard fucking it was about to receive.
There was a knock at the door and Kate pulled the plug out of her backhole, placing it on the sideboard. She looked out through the peephole and then, recognising Joyce, stepped back and opened the door. The older blonde stepped in, eyeing Kate in her sexy nightwear appreciatively, "You’re looking nice." Her eyes turned to Dawn, sitting naked apart from her shoes, "I see you’re not wasting any time." She smiled.
"Why waste time when we know what we all want?" it was Kate who answered, closing the door behind her friend’s Mom and taking position behind her.
"I suppose not," giggled Joyce. She placed down her purse, next to the plug, and shimmied out of her dress as the ex-cop slid off the straps and brought down the zip from behind. She was wearing a bra, albeit a small one, though not for long as Kate’s fingers unclipped it and dropped it to the floor.
Joyce turned to face the other blonde, "I really should give you a hello kiss," she said.
Dawn’s finger strayed to her pussy, lightly feeling the quim lips and jiggling them as she rubbed up. Joyce’s mouth was pressed close to her friend’s, the two women’s heads moving slightly and their lips circled and enclosed each others. Joyce’s large tits were crushed into Kate’s, her hands up the thirty-year old’s sides, her fingers playing at the bows of the night dress, threatening to undo them and bring it down. Kate wasn’t acting all innocent and coy either, her hands had slid under the elastic of |Joyce’s panties and had already started to remove them so that the top half of Joyce’s round butt cheeks were visible. Dawn’s fingers slid between her crack, it was making her hot seeing her semi-naked Mom making out with her friend. She could have sat their watching longer, revelling in the fact that she and her Mom was so close that the Milf was playing with Kate in front of her. But she’d also promised Kate a threesome, not a twosome with a spectator. She stood up and walked over to join the others.
By the time she’d arrived Kate had brought Joyce’s panties down to below her cheeks, so the Milf’s naked slot was pressing at the younger woman’s, the lips of the two slits brushing at each other as Kate’s negligee rode up above her hole. The teen slid her hand in between the two older women and finished untying the bows of the nightie. "Excuse me," she giggled and she lifted it, breaking the kissing. She dropped the night dress to the floor and stepped into replace her Mom’s mouth with her own, pushing her open lips onto Kate’s and letting her tongue do the talking. Joyce didn’t seem to mind, stepping back to remove her panties the rest of the way before returning to Kate, this time her mouth latching onto the other woman’s titty.
The ex-cop shivered in pleasure, her lips moving quicker against Dawn in appreciation and her tongue flickering at the inside of the teen’s mouth. Dawn kissed back harder, before bringing herself down and onto Kate’s spare titty, her teeth pulling at the nipples as her lips massaged the skin around it, making Kate groan louder and rock with enjoyment, "Oh yes, more," she grunted. Dawn did as she asked, sucking and teasing the teat to hardness, her hair brushing against her Mom’s as the Milf did the same.
Kate was in for a treat today, Dawn knew. The blonde ex-cop wasn’t inexperienced and, being a long time friend of Cordy, meant Dawn wasn’t the only porn star she’d fucked, but today was the first time she was the central target for two of them, both intent of pleasuring her to heaven and back. Dawn’s hand slid down to Kate’s cunt, to find her Mom had beaten her to it. Luckily Joyce wasn’t possessive and allowed the teen’s fingers to join her in spreading and massaging the cunt, sliding over the lips and the wet pink between them, pushing at the clit and into the hole, making Kate moan and groan. "Oh fuck, yes, this is so fucking hot."
"It’s going to get hotter," tittered Dawn, "Now we’ve said hi to Joyce shall we adjourn to the bedroom."
"Mmmnn, sounds good," agreed her Mom, stroking Kate’s wet pussy and sliding her tongue round the teat.
"Lead on," giggled Kate, smiling broadly as the two women took her hands, Dawn leading them in a chain into Kate’s bedroom.
"I see you’ve prepared," Joyce said as they entered, her eyes moving from one dildo and strap-on to another – three on the bed, another couple hanging over the wardrobe door, another two on the dresser and one toy on each of the nightstands.
"Kate was a girl scout," explained Dawn with a smile.
"Dib, dib, dib," giggled Kate in reply, "Always best to be ready…"
"I agree," smiled Joyce picking up one in her hands, turning it over and examining it like it was an expensive antique, "Nice collection."
Kate smiled, obviously pleased that a pro appreciated the dildos, she had a range, different sizes and colours, some anatomically correct others just long and hard. All they had in common was that they’d all been used on and by Kate multiple times, often by Dawn. The teen smiled and guided Kate onto the bed, "Let’s leave them for a bit and start with some old fashioned pussy licking."
"I can cope with that," smiled Joyce. Her gaze slid over the naked Kate, "Assuming we do get to use them later." Her smile got broader.
"Oh definitely," giggled Kate, "I love cunt munching, but it’s very much a starter when sexy women and strap-ons are around."
Dawn got onto the bed, gesturing for her Mom to get on her knees between Kate’s thighs. The Milf did so, pushing the legs apart and sliding her face down next to the pussy. As she did so Dawn moved over Kate’s head and lowered her pussy over her fuck buddy’s mouth. She quivered and squeaked as Kate’s tongue touched her, the blonde’s hands raising up to grab the teenager’s thighs and hold her in position. "Let’s eat," grinned Kate and her tongue began to move again.
Dawn ground her wet pussy against Kate’s mouth as in front her Mom’s head bobbed down and Dawn could see it shaking as the Milf began to lick and lap at Kate’s cunt, sounds of slurping adding an extra confirmation on what she was doing. The blonde ex-cop’s body shuddered and writhed as Joyce gave her pussy an expert tongue lapping. From the quivers and slurps she could feel from Kate Dawn knew that if her friend’s mouth hadn’t been full she’d have been squealing out in pleasure. As it was stuffed full of Dawnie pussy the teen gasped out for them both, rocking her body and riding Kate’s face, "Oh yes. Oh fuck yes, this good. Ooooohhh, fuck, lick my cunt, lick my slutty little fuckhole."
The chain of three women writhed all the way from Joyce’s passionate tonguing to Dawn’s rocking and grinding; the room was thick with the sound of slurps and moans, the smell of sex heavy in the air, cunt juice and saliva mixed on faces and between thighs. Dawn could feel the pleasure that Kate was getting being replicated in her own pussy, like her friend was a conducting rod for Joyce’s hot and heavy lapping. The thought that she was connected to her Mom made Dawn even wetter and more excited – she rubbed her slit over Kate’s mouth, feeling her labia vibrate as the other’s lips and tongue pressed hard at it. The teen groaned and bent her back, gripping her beautiful breasts and rubbing at the sensitive zones round her nipples, "Fuck yes. Ohhhh yessss, this is so good, fuuucckk, fuuuucckkk!"
The teenage porn star shuddered in pleasure as the orgasms hit her, "Oooohhh, yessss, ohhhh, yesssss." She arched and twisted, her muscles tensing, then contracting as the waves of warm pleasure burnt through her body. "Oooohhhh fuuuuccckkk, yesssss."
Joyce looked up smiling, her lips covered with a sheen of Kate-juice "Seems like someone enjoyed; you want to swap places and let me get my hole munched?"
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"Okay," giggled Dawn, she wasn’t selfish and wanted to show what a good daughter she was, even if Joyce still didn’t know she was her Mom. She got off Kate’s face and got between her legs, licking her lips as she looked at the juicy wet twat in front of her, just begging to be licked.
"Eat me Dawn," moaned Kate. It was the last thing she said before Joyce was on her face, smothering her with warm Milf cunt. Almost immediately the older blonde began to quiver in pleasure as Kate’s hand reached to massage her thighs and her tongue to tease and taste the slit. For a few moments Dawn stared at her naked Mom, watching her shudder in sexual ecstasy, the teen happy that they were sharing these intimate moments. Then Kate’s thighs closed and nudged, reminding her that there was a tasty pussy to eat. The teen dived in.
Kate’s cunt was soaking and it got wetter as Dawn licked at the lips and over the pink hole, her tongue playing first with the thin flaps of skin of the labia before pushing against the warmer, wrinkled inside of the pussy. She slurped around, tickling the tunnel with her tongue, tasting the twat juice. Her hands lay on Kate’s thighs, her fingers playing and massaging her friend’s smooth skin.
The young ex-cop was shuddering and rocking, her own tongue slithering round Joyce’s cunt. Dawn could hear the slurps and groans from her friend, feel the quiver of her body as her head moved against the Milf’s and the vibration that passed back down as the Joyce rubbed and ground her soaked cunt over Kate’s face and mouth. The Milf groaned and gasped, "Eat me Kate, eat my wet, hot cunt, lick it all out, lap my juices down your throat." It all turned Dawn on all the more and she went down on her friend vigorously, pounding the pussy with her tongue.
Joyce gasped again, her body bending and one of her hands rubbing at her clit in competition with Kate’s tongue, "Ooooohhh, urrrrhhh, fuck, fuck, fuck. This is so hot. Ohhhhh, uuuurrhh, fuuucckkk." Her cunt rubbed at Kate’s open mouth, dripping juices down her throat
Dawn slammed her own tongue into her friend’s other hole, slurping and licking the cunt like it was an ice cream on a hot day. Each touch made Kate quiver, her wet pussy streaming juice. The teen tasted and lapped it, eating at the wet hole and enjoying the flavour of damp, sexy fuckhole. Harder and harder she licked and lapped, each touch making Kate vibrate and shiver and pass that to Joyce, her Mom gasping and squealing as she came and came again, "Oooohhh, urrrrhhh, aaaarrghhh, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my God, fuck, fuck, fuck!"
It was time, Dawn knew, now that they’d set the motors running and before they were all completely sated. She withdrew her head and licked her lips clean with her tongue, they were soaked with her friend’s sex. Standing up she smiled, "You want to be fucked now?"
Kate couldn’t speak, as Joyce was still on her face, moaning in pleasure as Dawn’s friend ate her Milf twat, but she could answer in other ways, swinging her legs wide open so that her pussy spread invitingly. Joyce also nodded, sliding herself off the other blonde’s face, "By both of us?"
"Oh yeah," grinned Kate, her face shiny with the mixed juices of Mom and daughter, "That’s what we’re here for."
"Strictly speaking you live here," grinned Dawn as she took one of the toys of the wardrobe door and started putting it on, "It’s why me and Mo…Joyce are here."
Luckily her Mom didn’t notice the slip, being too interested in which of the toys she should pick. Whilst she was waiting Dawn got some gel and liberally applied to it to the nine inch jet black rod she had chosen. It didn’t take Joyce long to pick, with a few hints from Kate, and she slid into a pair of panties from which a large pink dildo stuck straight out. Kate smiled in anticipation as her eyes flicked from one dildo to the other. Dawn felt exactly the same; Kate was one of her best friends, to share her with her Mom was special. "So who’s getting which hole?" the teen grinned.
"Toss for it," Joyce scooped a coin from a small tray in the corner, "Heads you get her butt or tails you get some cunt" Joyce grinned at her pun. "You okay with that?"
Kate nodded and Dawn grinned her agreement as well. Joyce tossed the coin and the three of them watched it spin in the air before Joyce caught it as it descended, slamming it onto the back of her hand. "Heads it is," the Milf grinned, showing Dawn the coin – not that for a second Dawn would doubt her Mom’s word.
"You want to go reverse cowboy first," smiled Kate, standing up and gesturing for Dawn to sit on the bed. She turned and smiled at Joyce, "You can join in a moment, let us get the rhythm first."
She got on the bed, backwards, Dawn’s hand taking her friend’s waist and guiding her over so that she was above the teen. The two of them had done this position plenty of times before so it only took a few seconds for Dawn to take the dildo and get it into her friend’s descending butt. Kate moaned in excitement as the toy entered her back hole. She slowly rose and lowered herself, working her ass up and down. Dawn held it straight and firm, assisting her friend to impale herself on the upright prong. "Mmmnn, that’s good," moaned Kate, sliding herself up and then down.
Kate’s earlier prep, Dawn’s lubing and their experience all quickly came together and soon the dildo was embedded deep in Kate’s ass, the blonde levering herself quickly up and down. That’s when she invited in Joyce. The Milf was on them in seconds. She had her toy in her hand, stroking it like it was real, and with the other hand she spread Kate’s hole, the blonde leaning forward to help her with one hand, the other remained balanced on the bed. "Give it me," the ex-cop moaned, "Give it me."
"Oh yes," smiled Joyce. She slowly pushed the dildo in and Dawn felt the pressure as Kate was pressed onto her. The teen reached up and round to hold the top of Joyce’s arms slowly, not enough to stop them moving, but enough to keep her Mom balanced. The Milf smiled in thank you and continued inserting the dildo into Kate’s pink hole. The younger blonde moaned and groaned, arching her body to assist it going in, her hands round the back of Joyce’s neck so that the woman was being held by both Kate and Dawn. Joyce slid in and slid out, in again and then back, each time sending the dildo a little deeper. She smiled, "How’s that?"
"Uuurrrhh, yes," moaned Kate, "That’s doing it. Fuck me. Fuck me both of you. Fuck me good."
Dawn began to move again, thrusting up into her friend’s butthole, slamming the toy so that it met her Mom’s as Joyce came down. The teen put her hands on top of her Mom’s shoulder to balance her and Joyce returned the favour, gripping hard at Dawn’s blades. Between the two of them Kate gasped in pleasure, writhing like a electric eel as she was hit from both sides. Her boobs bounced and shuddered, banging against Joyce’s large bosoms like two pairs of drunken boxers slugging it out. Dawn’s naked titties were against Kate’s back, the erect nipples stiff and firm as they rubbed at the blonde’s skin. Harder and harder Dawn pounded, gasping in pleasure as the dildo slammed up Kate’s ass, "Yeah baby, take it, take my cock."
Kate squealed loudly in reply, "Oooohhh, oooohhh fucuuuckk, yesss. I want it, I want it. Fuck me good, fuck both my holes so good."
"Mmmmnn, yes, this is so hot, so hot," giggled Joyce as she came down. Her fingers squeezed at Dawn’s skin and she gave the teen a smile of support, of happiness, of confirmation it was great to be alive and sharing Kate.
Dawn grinned back, her own hand pressing at her Mom’s shoulder in confirmatory agreement. It was so good that her Mom was back and they were together again. It was even more special that this time they weren’t fucking separate guys, but sharing the same woman – that was even more intimate and close and the only thing was that it was a shame Joyce still had no idea Dawn was her daughter. Still you couldn’t have everything and Buffy would die if she knew their Mom was back and dping Kate with Dawn - the thought made Dawn giggle as she pounded her friend’s butthole.
"Aaaaarrrghhh, yesssss, aaaarrrghhh," Kate screamed in ecstasy as the two cocks clashed through her thin walls, each of them stimulating and pleasuring her and driving her to orgasmic heights. Dawn moved harder and faster, thrusting it in, giving her friend what she enjoyed and encouraging her Mom to do the same. The Milf’s ass was rising and falling as she matched her daughter, ramming the toy deep into Kate. The blonde shuddered and screamed as she came again, "AAAarrrghh, yesssss, fuuuucckkk, aaaaarggghhh."
"Ohhhh, oooohhh, oooohhhh," Dawn panted and grunted as with every thrust her strap-on pressed at her clit, rubbing the bud and sending hot blissful waves through from her pussy up to her midriff and down to her thighs. She gripped her Mom’s shoulders tighter and levered herself up more vigorously, the strap-on pounding far into her friend’s butthole.
"Aaaarrrghhh, fuuucckk, aaaaaargghh," Kate shuddered violently, her mouth open and getting wider as she screamed.
Dawn could feel the orgasms racing through her fuck-buddy, orgasms that she and her Mom were creating. She looked at the Milf, pounding down on Kate. Joyce was grinning happily at her daughter, her eyes alight with excitement and lust; a small trickle of sweat from her forehead was the only sign of her exertion. Even as Dawn was looking at her Joyce gave a little grunt of pleasure, sucking in the air and making a guttural ‘oh’ as she blew out. Her large boobies were bouncing and swinging, smacking against Kate, though the other blonde didn’t seem to mind. Up Joyce raised and down, drawing in to Dawn and retreating. Her hands remained pressed on her daughter’s shoulders, using her as a lever and together the two Summers’ women became closer and closer, squeezing an orgasming, shaking, squealing Kate between them.
"Aaaaaarrghhh, fuuuuckkk, yessssss," Kate’s shrieks were loud and intense.
"Ohhhhhh, uuurrrh, ohhhhhh," Dawn’s moans were quieter, but no less passionate.
"Ohhhh, " interspersed between the two younger women Joyce’s grunts were controlled and regular, "Ohhhh…" followed by a pause, "Ohhhh." But they two were the product of the pleasure the three of them were giving and receiving from each other.
"AAAAarrrrghhh," shrieked Kate, her back arching. She straightened it, breathing quickly and deeply and before she could be thrust into again, held out a hand, "Let’s swap positions."
"It’s your party," agreed Joyce and slid the toy out of Kate’s dampened hole.
Kate stood up, stretching and allowing Dawn a good view of her ass; the hole was big enough to sink a golf-ball into. The teen grinned, a wide open butt was the sign of a good ass-fucking Cordy had said once, Kate had certainly agreed then and showed no sign that her opinions had changed. In fact what the blonde said next confirmed that Kate remained a big a fan of anal as she ever had. The blonde ex-cop turned slightly to the side so that she could see Joyce as well as Dawn and said, "I was thinking that as Joyce’s hasn’t done it before she’d love to have a go at my backhole…"
The Milf’s grin suggested that she might be more than willing to have a crack at Kate’s, now less than tight tushie. But the blonde ex-cop hadn’t yet finished her sentence… "but Dawn won the toss…"
Dawn was about to be both a good friend and good daughter and offer the butt to her Mom whilst she took the pussy. However, before she could speak Kate continued, "I can only see one solution. You share it?"
"What? Both at the same time?" Dawn was surprised - sure the teen had done double anal herself, but she was a pro, Kate was just an amateur, albeit an experienced and gifted one.
The blonde nodded and grinned, "Call it another fantasy. So are you up for it?"
Dawn looked at her Mom. The Milf grinned and nodded, "I’d go for it if you are."
"Yeah, sure, you know how I love kinky fucks," smiled Dawn, "and double-anal is one of my faves."
Kate got on the bed again. It was lucky that the blonde kept herself fit and supple as this time she laid on the top of her back, acrobatically bending over so her spine curved and her feet were near her ears, dragged down and kept in place by her hands, her open ass pointed upwards. She grinned upside down at the two Summers, "Who wants in first?"
"You go," giggled Dawn to her Mom, "I’ve probably done this more times than you so I know how to get the second one in."
Joyce got on the bed and taking her toy in her hand moved over Kate, hovering for a second before guiding it in. The dildo slid in easily, Kate groaning with pleasure as the Milf anally penetrated her. Dawn watched in mounting excitement as her Mom got into the groove, her legs jacking up and down as she thrust the toy fast and hard down Kate’s butthole. Dawn waited, twiddling with her nipples as she did and making them stiff and erect and hard. Her Mom continued pounding, the muscles in her thighs straining as she used them to lever herself up and down. The squeals from Kate got louder and her Mom got faster and harder, slamming the toy all the way down and Dawn knew that Kate was ready. She hopped onto the bed, putting her hand on her Mom’s chest to stop her ramming in again, "Pull it out about two-thirds of the way. Yes… that’s it, a little more perhaps."
As the dildo pulled out the hole remained the same size, the tunnel slow to realise the invader stretching it was gone and that it was time to remain to normal. It was that gap Dawn was taking advantage of. She balanced one hand on her Mom’s shoulder and with her other took her toy and pushed it at the hole. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, that’s tight," gasped Kate.
"We can stop anytime you want," Dawn said looking down at her friend’s face.
Kate shook her head, her blonde hair ruffling against the bedding, "No way, Dawn. You and Joyce are going to double-stuff this ass."
"Good," grinned Dawn. She pushed the toy a little further in and took her hand away from it, confident that wedged between the wall and her Mom’s toy it was firmly enough entrenched that it wouldn’t slip easily. She placed her arms round her Mom’s waist and indicated her Mom should do the same to her. The Milf did so, moving closer to her daughter, their titties rubbing together. Dawn smiled at her "Okay, let’s go down together, slowly at first."
"You’re the boss," laughed Joyce and did as Dawn said. The two of them moved slowly down and then slowly up, before descending again.
Beneath them Kate groaned and let go of one of her feet to rest it against Dawn’s shoulder; with her now spare hand she rubbed at her slot, playing her fingers against her clitoris. "Oh that’s good, that’s so good."
Up and down, up and down went the Milf and teen; they didn’t go fast or deep, but with two dildos in one hole they didn’t need t. Up and down, up and down. The two of them were hugged together, pressing their naked bodies together as they moved in unison. Dawn could feel her hard nipples brushing at her Mom’s body, so sensitive that even the gentle touch was like little tiny jolts of electric. At the same time her Mom’s nipples and titties were rubbing against her, the large boobies squeezed into her chest. Dawn moved down again, bringing her Mom down with her. She thought sharing some guys with her Mom had been the closest they’d been, a magical, earth-shattering sharing of intimacy with the woman she had thought was dead. And then she’d thought dping Kate was equally as dazzling and exciting, taking her friend in different holes, their bodies just a foot away as they came in. She now realised that the closest she’d ever been and ever would be to her Mom was now with the two of them pressed together, sharing one asshole and working in partnership. If only her Mom knew who she really was…
"Oooohhh, uurrrrhhh, aaaarggghhh, fuck, girls, fuck. Fuck this is so tight," Kate gasped and wiped at her pussy harder, cum trickled from it, dripping from the hole and down over her lips, some sliding down the crevice and over her stomach, more dropping from the cunt onto her face. The blonde didn’t seem to care that she was raining cum on herself, rubbing harder and grunting, "Uuurrrrhh, fuuuckkk, urrrhhhh."
Dawn slid down again, her body moving against her Mom’s. The Milf squeezed her tighter and moved with her. Their two toys pushed down Kate’s hole, opening it wider and stretching the tunnel like it was made of rubber. They moved up, squashing against each other, their titties squeezed between them. Joyce grinned at Dawn and Dawn beamed back, "You enjoying?"
"Oh yeah," they pressed down again, making Kate shudder and grunt. The Milf giggled as they came up, "I’m loving this."
"Me too," smiled Dawn.
"Me three… ooooohhh, fuuuccckkk," squealed Kate; more cum came from her pussy and Dawn and Joyce returned down into her ass, pushing the hole apart.
Up and down they went, slowly moving in, their dildos entering together, the plastic dongs rubbing at each other and Kate’s anal walls. Each inch of movement left the blonde ex-cop gasping and shaking with pleasure as nerves she didn’t even know existed were stimulated and pleasure and pressed. "AAAarrrghhh fuck, aaaarrghh."
There was sweat forming on Dawn’s body as she pressed it against the heat of her Mom. The Milf was perspiring as well, Dawn could feel herself slipping and sliding against her as they moved down. The teen gave a little pant, it was hard work, tough on the thighs and on the back and there was a lot of effort in pushing the toy in, fighting against the tunnel and sharing with her Mom’s. It was worth it though, for Kate’s squeaks and her Mom’s smiles and that was before she had factored in her own sexual enjoyment as the toy’s end pressed at her pussy, making it wet and hot; sharing Kate’s asshole was the best idea ever. She grinned, "OOOohhh, urrrhhh yeah, this is hot."
"Aaaaaarrggh, aaaaaarrghh," Kate shrieked in reply, "Fuuuccckk…"
More sweat dripped down Dawn, the water trickling down between her titties. She was pressed so close to Joyce it was hard to tell whether it had originated from Mom or daughter. They moved down together, spearing their dildos further into Kate, stretching the blonde and out again, both movements making the ex-cop shudder and cry in ecstasy, "Fuuuccckkk, aaaaarrggghhh, fuuuuccckkk…"
On and on they went, sweaty, passionate, wet, hot fucking. Sending the toys deeper and deeper into Kate until the blonde could take no more.
Dawn pulled her toy out, staggering backwards and dropping onto the bed. She watched as Joyce came out as well, panting with exertion as she lay down beside Dawn. Last to move was Kate, uncoiling herself slowly, like a snake before she dropped between the Mom and daughter. "That was great," Kate grinned, "My ass is sore, but happy."
"I loved it as well," Dawn lent over and tenderly kissed her friend’s nose, and Kate went a strange shade of red, "I’m just really glad you decided to do it with me."
"And me," grinned Joyce, "We need to do it again."
"Oh yeah," nodded Kate, she looked at the clock on her dresser and smiled "I was thinking in about ten minutes?"
The others laughed, but neither disagreed.
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